December Challenge 23 - Divorce
December Challenge 23
Title - Divorce
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 811
Pairing - Gackt x You
Characters - Gackt, You, Chacha
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - Gackt wants a divorce
“I want a divorce.”
You and Chacha looked up from the musical score that they were both scrutinising and glared at Gackt with confusion (You) and amusement (Chacha).
“What are you talking about Gaku?” You asked.
“I want a divorce,” Gackt replied. “From you,” he added as an afterthought, pointing at You with a violent twitch of his index finger.
You sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. What had rattled his lover’s cage this time? “What? Why?”
“It’s a long list of things, You,” Gackt explained. “More than enough to file for divorce on the grounds of your unreasonable behaviour.”
“Wait.. I’m the unreasonable one? I’m not the guy who’s shouting about divorces.”
“Yes, well, I still want a divorce.”
“I think there may be a problem there,” Chacha said.
Gackt looked at him with puzzled eyes before he realised what Chacha was hinting at. “Oh yes… the press. We can keep it quiet, there’s no need for a scandal.”
Chacha closed his eyes. He was working with idiots. “No… The problem is that you’re not actually married!”
“A minor detail,” Gackt said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “We can still get divorced.”
Chacha muttered something under his breath. You thought he heard the words “kick”, “sense”, “pretty” and “head” but he couldn’t be certain so he ignored Chacha. “Gaku, I’m not agreeing to a divorce until I know what this unreasonable behaviour is.”
Gackt took a deep breath. “You steal my eyeliner. You post sexy shots on your blog. You’re stealing my fangirls. You’re too cute. You eat too much without putting on weight. Your camera is currently charging in the plug socket I need for my curling tongs. You’ve stolen my clear nail polish. And you hog all of the blankets.”
Chacha looked between Gackt and You and groaned. “You two are bigger girls than I am!”
“They are your curling tongs…” Gackt said quietly, “but that’s not point! How am I supposed to maintain my beauty when he is betraying me like this!”
You glared at Gackt. “How about your unreasonable behaviour?”
Gackt had a look on his face that quite clearly displayed how crazy he thought You was because of course, Gackt’s behaviour was never unreasonable in the slightest and how dare You suggest that it was. “I’m always reasonable.”
You took a deep breath. “You spend hours getting ready. You wake up at 5am every morning for training and no matter how quiet you try to be you always wake me up. You flirt with everything within a 10 foot radius of you, whether it be man, woman, animal or object. You steal my clothes and then complain that they aren’t fashionable enough. And you hog all of the blankets.”
“I don’t flirt with animals,” Gackt said quietly. “Not intentionally anyway.”
“So,” You continued, ignoring Gackt’s little clarification, “if anything, I should be filing for a divorce.”
“You. Are. Not. Married!” Chacha shouted. Really. Idiots was too nice a term.
“Irrelevant,” Gackt said. “Seems we both want a divorce.”
“Sounds like it,” You said. “I don’t know how we put up with each other for so long.”
Gackt agreed. “I know. We obviously drive each other crazy. It’s a wonder we haven’t killed each other yet”
“I’ve come close, some days,” Chacha said quietly. “If Japan didn’t have the death penalty for murder I probably would have killed you both by now.”
You ignored Chacha. “All we seem to do is argue.”
“Although I doubt any court would actually convict me,” Chacha continued, “not when I’ve been provoked so much. Justifiable homicide is the term I think…”
Now it was Gackt’s turn to ignore Chacha. “Yeah, we argue all of the time” Gackt agreed with You before grinning “and then have the greatest make up sex.”
You returned the grin. “The make up sex is good.”
“Very good,” Gackt agreed.
“I think we’ve just argued…” You said.
“..so we should now have amazing make up sex,” Gackt said, finishing the sentence.
Chacha glared at both of them. Death penalty be damned, he was going to kill both of them one day. Hopefully in a very painful and tortuous way. “Next time you guys have a fake argument so that you can have make up sex, can you please not involve me?”
“Oh Cha,” Gackt said as he and You walked across the room to the door, hand in hand, “fake arguments are not any fun unless there are witnesses.”
Chacha was already planning where to hide the bodies as he spoke. “Well, if I have to witness the argument, can I at least witness the make up sex too?”
Gackt was already out of the door before Chacha had finished speaking so it was up to You to answer. “Don’t be unreasonable, Cha. You can divorce family members as well as lovers.”
~owari
Title - Divorce
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 811
Pairing - Gackt x You
Characters - Gackt, You, Chacha
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - Gackt wants a divorce
“I want a divorce.”
You and Chacha looked up from the musical score that they were both scrutinising and glared at Gackt with confusion (You) and amusement (Chacha).
“What are you talking about Gaku?” You asked.
“I want a divorce,” Gackt replied. “From you,” he added as an afterthought, pointing at You with a violent twitch of his index finger.
You sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. What had rattled his lover’s cage this time? “What? Why?”
“It’s a long list of things, You,” Gackt explained. “More than enough to file for divorce on the grounds of your unreasonable behaviour.”
“Wait.. I’m the unreasonable one? I’m not the guy who’s shouting about divorces.”
“Yes, well, I still want a divorce.”
“I think there may be a problem there,” Chacha said.
Gackt looked at him with puzzled eyes before he realised what Chacha was hinting at. “Oh yes… the press. We can keep it quiet, there’s no need for a scandal.”
Chacha closed his eyes. He was working with idiots. “No… The problem is that you’re not actually married!”
“A minor detail,” Gackt said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “We can still get divorced.”
Chacha muttered something under his breath. You thought he heard the words “kick”, “sense”, “pretty” and “head” but he couldn’t be certain so he ignored Chacha. “Gaku, I’m not agreeing to a divorce until I know what this unreasonable behaviour is.”
Gackt took a deep breath. “You steal my eyeliner. You post sexy shots on your blog. You’re stealing my fangirls. You’re too cute. You eat too much without putting on weight. Your camera is currently charging in the plug socket I need for my curling tongs. You’ve stolen my clear nail polish. And you hog all of the blankets.”
Chacha looked between Gackt and You and groaned. “You two are bigger girls than I am!”
“They are your curling tongs…” Gackt said quietly, “but that’s not point! How am I supposed to maintain my beauty when he is betraying me like this!”
You glared at Gackt. “How about your unreasonable behaviour?”
Gackt had a look on his face that quite clearly displayed how crazy he thought You was because of course, Gackt’s behaviour was never unreasonable in the slightest and how dare You suggest that it was. “I’m always reasonable.”
You took a deep breath. “You spend hours getting ready. You wake up at 5am every morning for training and no matter how quiet you try to be you always wake me up. You flirt with everything within a 10 foot radius of you, whether it be man, woman, animal or object. You steal my clothes and then complain that they aren’t fashionable enough. And you hog all of the blankets.”
“I don’t flirt with animals,” Gackt said quietly. “Not intentionally anyway.”
“So,” You continued, ignoring Gackt’s little clarification, “if anything, I should be filing for a divorce.”
“You. Are. Not. Married!” Chacha shouted. Really. Idiots was too nice a term.
“Irrelevant,” Gackt said. “Seems we both want a divorce.”
“Sounds like it,” You said. “I don’t know how we put up with each other for so long.”
Gackt agreed. “I know. We obviously drive each other crazy. It’s a wonder we haven’t killed each other yet”
“I’ve come close, some days,” Chacha said quietly. “If Japan didn’t have the death penalty for murder I probably would have killed you both by now.”
You ignored Chacha. “All we seem to do is argue.”
“Although I doubt any court would actually convict me,” Chacha continued, “not when I’ve been provoked so much. Justifiable homicide is the term I think…”
Now it was Gackt’s turn to ignore Chacha. “Yeah, we argue all of the time” Gackt agreed with You before grinning “and then have the greatest make up sex.”
You returned the grin. “The make up sex is good.”
“Very good,” Gackt agreed.
“I think we’ve just argued…” You said.
“..so we should now have amazing make up sex,” Gackt said, finishing the sentence.
Chacha glared at both of them. Death penalty be damned, he was going to kill both of them one day. Hopefully in a very painful and tortuous way. “Next time you guys have a fake argument so that you can have make up sex, can you please not involve me?”
“Oh Cha,” Gackt said as he and You walked across the room to the door, hand in hand, “fake arguments are not any fun unless there are witnesses.”
Chacha was already planning where to hide the bodies as he spoke. “Well, if I have to witness the argument, can I at least witness the make up sex too?”
Gackt was already out of the door before Chacha had finished speaking so it was up to You to answer. “Don’t be unreasonable, Cha. You can divorce family members as well as lovers.”
~owari