[Fanfiction] Inevitable - Part 71, 72, 73 / 82
Series: Inevitable
Authors: riverofnara and takegamiteijiro
Rating: R overall
Genre: AU, angst
Warnings: Revealed upon request [PM me if you want warnings]
Word Count Total: 28324
Fandom: J-Rock
Characters/Pairing: Gackt x Hyde, You, Megumi, Tetsu, Sakura
Author Notes: This story is going to be revealed, for at least the beginning, four to six parts per day. When I reach chapter divisions, I will post them as whole chapters. This is mostly because this was how the story was written and I find it to be more interesting that way.
You's and Dr. Tanaka's voices are close, close, getting too close and there is no time. A broken whimper escapes Hyde's lips as he draws his wrist back and wipes the blood from Gackt cheek and lips, smearing it over his clothes and then the door opens and it's too late. It's too late.
Gackt...
"Hyde." Hyde places his wrists in his lap and doesn't even dare to look up. He's staring at Gackt madly, praying, praying that his eyes will open, that he will prove that he is alive and he'll be okay. He has to be okay, he has to be okay.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees You walk closer to the bed and then a hand - notGackt'shanditdoesn'tmatter - settles on his shoulder, squeezing. It's more to get his attention, but You is trying to comfort him as well because he thinks he knows Hyde is going through the same thing. He thinks he knows but he is so wrong, he doesn't understand in the least. You is making the final decision but that's the only blame he deserves. The rest is crushing Hyde, making him suffocate.
"Cha and the others are coming by. We need some time to say..." he trails off and the overwhelming scent of tears hits Hyde again but You clears his throat and tries to move on, "Two hours...I can't hold on after that."
Something in Hyde is relieved, something still screams and cries out still. Two hours; that's enough time for Gackt to recover... right?
"I... understand," Hyde whispers, his voice too shaky for him to raise it any further. Two hours to either watch Gackt awaken or watch him die. He doesn't know if it will be enough time, doesn't know how long it will take for his blood to begin healing his lover. As long as You's in the room, it's not in his hands.
Hyde bites back a choked sort of noise as he steps back from Gackt ever so slightly, and You's hand squeezes lightly at his shoulder again, trying to help, but Hyde yanks away, moving away from the hospital bed, away from the violinist.
Traitor... his monster whispers again, and Hyde shudders, fighting it down. He can't let it win again, not again...
His eyes fall to the floor as You glances back at him, but he ignores it, trying to focus entirely on Gackt, trying to pray for the first time in his life that everything might just work and his lover might live -
"I'm so sorry," You whispers in front of him, disturbing his concentration. Hyde looks up and sees the shaking shoulders, the slumped form of the violinist as he holds Gackt's hand, strokes his hair with a look of complete pain. "This is my fault, and I'm sorry..." His words are cut off by a sob and Hyde wishes he could make You stop blaming himself, make Gackt awake and fine and erase himself from the picture so that this will never happen again.
"You'll be okay," You murmurs. Pain and anger flares up in Hyde - no, he won't be okay, he'll be dead - but he is trying to be respectful and let You do what he needs to. Because as much as he wants to free You of this guilt he is forcing himself to carry, Hyde can't fix the situation anymore. He made his last plea, placing his entire heart into the poison pumping in his veins and it's terrifying that he is placing so much faith in the very part of himself he despises.
But that's all that left or else...he barely even thinks of the word and the hint of awaiting death rumbles with promise, leaving an acidic taste burning in his mouth. Hyde turns away and heads to the wall to give You his own private moment while he just... waits. Waits for his life to breathe again or for his life to die in blazing flames. He slides against the wall, cradling his head in his hands, and tries to imagine a breathing, living Gackt who is ready to shine for the world again. He doesn't even want to consider why the image is so fuzzy in his head.
Two hours and counting.
Authors: riverofnara and takegamiteijiro
Rating: R overall
Genre: AU, angst
Warnings: Revealed upon request [PM me if you want warnings]
Word Count Total: 28324
Fandom: J-Rock
Characters/Pairing: Gackt x Hyde, You, Megumi, Tetsu, Sakura
Author Notes: This story is going to be revealed, for at least the beginning, four to six parts per day. When I reach chapter divisions, I will post them as whole chapters. This is mostly because this was how the story was written and I find it to be more interesting that way.
You's and Dr. Tanaka's voices are close, close, getting too close and there is no time. A broken whimper escapes Hyde's lips as he draws his wrist back and wipes the blood from Gackt cheek and lips, smearing it over his clothes and then the door opens and it's too late. It's too late.
Gackt...
"Hyde." Hyde places his wrists in his lap and doesn't even dare to look up. He's staring at Gackt madly, praying, praying that his eyes will open, that he will prove that he is alive and he'll be okay. He has to be okay, he has to be okay.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees You walk closer to the bed and then a hand - notGackt'shanditdoesn'tmatter - settles on his shoulder, squeezing. It's more to get his attention, but You is trying to comfort him as well because he thinks he knows Hyde is going through the same thing. He thinks he knows but he is so wrong, he doesn't understand in the least. You is making the final decision but that's the only blame he deserves. The rest is crushing Hyde, making him suffocate.
"Cha and the others are coming by. We need some time to say..." he trails off and the overwhelming scent of tears hits Hyde again but You clears his throat and tries to move on, "Two hours...I can't hold on after that."
Something in Hyde is relieved, something still screams and cries out still. Two hours; that's enough time for Gackt to recover... right?
"I... understand," Hyde whispers, his voice too shaky for him to raise it any further. Two hours to either watch Gackt awaken or watch him die. He doesn't know if it will be enough time, doesn't know how long it will take for his blood to begin healing his lover. As long as You's in the room, it's not in his hands.
Hyde bites back a choked sort of noise as he steps back from Gackt ever so slightly, and You's hand squeezes lightly at his shoulder again, trying to help, but Hyde yanks away, moving away from the hospital bed, away from the violinist.
Traitor... his monster whispers again, and Hyde shudders, fighting it down. He can't let it win again, not again...
His eyes fall to the floor as You glances back at him, but he ignores it, trying to focus entirely on Gackt, trying to pray for the first time in his life that everything might just work and his lover might live -
"I'm so sorry," You whispers in front of him, disturbing his concentration. Hyde looks up and sees the shaking shoulders, the slumped form of the violinist as he holds Gackt's hand, strokes his hair with a look of complete pain. "This is my fault, and I'm sorry..." His words are cut off by a sob and Hyde wishes he could make You stop blaming himself, make Gackt awake and fine and erase himself from the picture so that this will never happen again.
"You'll be okay," You murmurs. Pain and anger flares up in Hyde - no, he won't be okay, he'll be dead - but he is trying to be respectful and let You do what he needs to. Because as much as he wants to free You of this guilt he is forcing himself to carry, Hyde can't fix the situation anymore. He made his last plea, placing his entire heart into the poison pumping in his veins and it's terrifying that he is placing so much faith in the very part of himself he despises.
But that's all that left or else...he barely even thinks of the word and the hint of awaiting death rumbles with promise, leaving an acidic taste burning in his mouth. Hyde turns away and heads to the wall to give You his own private moment while he just... waits. Waits for his life to breathe again or for his life to die in blazing flames. He slides against the wall, cradling his head in his hands, and tries to imagine a breathing, living Gackt who is ready to shine for the world again. He doesn't even want to consider why the image is so fuzzy in his head.
Two hours and counting.