A vision of you -chapter 9
Author : yukigafuru
Pairing :Gackt X You
Rating : PG 13 , for now
Summary: Being a perfectionist has always helped Gackt until now, when it makes him search desperately for what or who he needs.
Warnings : manXman love
Genre: AU, ignore every single historical detail you know about their real lives, what I write here is all a lie
Disclaimer : I do not own no one ; loved to though
Notes: One week later, as promised. Hope you can't get enough of this and drop me a message to let me know how you liked it. Love the comments...chuu
Chapter 9
Well, Gackt’s idea of celebrating was nothing out of the ordinary. Go to a bar, have a few drinks, maybe dance a bit, small talk and then go home. That’s what You thought the moment he and Gackt and ChaCha found themselves at the entrance of a really private club. Everything was first class, from the drinks to the music and to the prices, which he didn’t have to worry about since it was Gackt’s treat. You found out a few things that night about his from now on, band members.
ChaCha loved flirting with every single cute woman that passed by him. And that was a sight to see. The man was attractive, ok, but it wasn’t exactly an appeal point to start flirting with another when your initial conversation wasn’t done with. You shared a few giggles with Gackt on that.
Gackt was much more himself than You could have imagined. He was a star after all, but he didn’t act like it. He didn’t drink much and he never flirted with anyone, although plenty tried flirting with him. And he never left You alone. And You was really thankful for that because he was still out of his element. In just one day, his life-long dream had been granted and what was even best he got to sing together with one of the most amazing bands ever, he got to sing with Gackt, someone he had really started to admire lately. After their talk on his birthday he had went back home, borrowed his friend’s collection of Gackt merchandise (which meant pretty much everything ever put on sale) and reanalyzed his opinion of Gackt. The man was not just talented, he was absolutely genius. Every single song was different and every one had meaning. Without using too many fancy words, just with his voice he could create a new world. Sometimes all he needed for that was a piano. You got lost that day in Gackt’s music and started getting attracted to the singer in a whole new way. Before now, he found out he was nice, fun to be around, good listener, not conceited around friends, honest, qualities You very much admired. But right then, listening to that music he could not believe that the Gackt he knew was really the one singing. The Gackt he knew was a mask, he could somehow feel it. Not that it wasn’t real, of course it was, it was just a part though of who the man was. You could feel that there was much more underneath and he wanted to discover that, to see it for himself, a desire he hadn’t felt in a very, very long time.
The Gackt he saw at the club was the same he knew. Too gentle to be true, You used to think. He was a star, where were all the eccentricities, the moods. The man didn’t get drunk, didn’t smoke, didn’t curse…and wait a sec, didn’t dance?! There’s something wrong here, so You asked him:
“I’m sorry, Gackt-san, but why aren’t you dancing?”
“Well, I’m not a very good dancer, for starters and I don’t want to leave you alone. You don’t seem quite comfortable yet. Was this band thing such a big shock?”
“Yes, it was a big surprise. I wasn’t expecting it at all. You know, it’s like a dream, being next to you like this and being able to play next to you. I might just actually become a bigger fan than my friend…” You replied giggling and blushing a bit.
Gackt couldn’t quite see the blush on the man’s face because of the lights but he did hear his words and that made his skin crawl. There was a reason he hadn’t flirted with anyone that night and that was the same reason as his not dancing. He just didn’t find anyone interesting enough, that is, anyone except the man at his side now, bathed in all the colored lighting, his moist lips shining enticingly, his eyes just a slight darker color. Gackt wanted You, and he wanted him bad, he was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen and Gackt loved beautiful things. But he You wasn’t one for a one night stand and Gackt knew it, he knew he’d break everything if he made a move, so he had to be sober and in control of all his senses. But he figured there was a way to touch You, even if just a bit, so he asked quite innocently.
“Do you like to dance?”
“I’m not a very good dancer, but I guess it is fun. Me and Ryosuke used to go dancing a lot.” You asked.
What is it with that friend of yours? You mention him a lot and he tries to keep you away from me. Where you lovers or something? Is he the one you couldn’t have? What do you think of me, You? Gackt thought. All questions he couldn’t ask.
“Would you like to dance?” Gackt asked.
You thought about it. He really wasn’t a good dancer but it wasn’t fair to be keeping Gackt there, next to him. He had seen the women approaching him, like moths to a flame and he had also seen Gackt telling them he’s busy, he had did that for him. You was flattered and he wanted to do something for Gackt too, so maybe dancing wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
“Sure” You replied making Gackt a really happy person in that split second.
But a few seconds after they reached the floor the song changed abruptly. The music in the cub was like that, not only one genre; it mixed everything form classic to rock and pop and now it had just switched from rock to blues. And the only way to dance that is with a partner, in his arms. You was a bit embarrassed, Gackt was really happy with the change.
When Gackt put his hands around You’s waist, he could feel the man trembling. He thought it was sweet but he didn’t want him to feel bad about this, so he asked:
“Are you ok with this? We don’t have to dance if you don’t want to.”
But You just shook his head and answered.
“No, it’s ok. I’m just a bit nervous, that’s all. Dancing like this with a guy…”
Wow, that stings. Gackt thought.
“It’s ok, just relax and feel the music, Gackt said. And he was happy to see that You did just that. Slowly, You started relaxing, stopped trembling, put his hands around Gackt’s neck and Gackt dared getting closer to him. Their bodies were touching and they both had their eyes closed and just listened to the music, enjoying its ups and downs and the heat of the other’s body. They both felt so good, as if they were the only ones in the world, just turning and turning. But then the music stopped and You was a bit too flustered. For a second he had really stopped thinking. His body had just taken over and he had pressed so close to Gackt and he had enjoyed it so much that now was the time to go back to the bar for a drink. And Gackt agreed.
Back at the bar, ChaCha greeted them.
“Wow, you guys were really close there. I had my suspicions about you two…well; I think it’s safe to leave you alone for the rest of the night. I found myself a very hot ride home. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t, ok? See you.”
There was obviously no point in arguing with ChaCha and it’s not like they weren’t confused enough about their feelings anyway, especially You so they just sat down and ordered some drinks. The atmosphere was a bit weird and Gackt could feel it so after a few seconds he asked You if he wanted to dance again or maybe go somewhere else. You just shrugged and said he was tired. So Gackt decided it was time to call it a night and drive the other man home. So they got into Gackt’s car and the driver drove them to You’s house. During the ride they hadn’t said one word, just looking out the window and Gackt stealing worried glances at You once in a while.
When You got out of the car, Gackt quickly said:
“So tomorrow, practice is at eleven. Can you make it?”
“Yeah, I’ll just stop by the shop a bit before that. “ You asked.
“I’m sorry for giving you so much trouble.”
Gackt had also said that with regard to that night and You understood so You quickly added:
“It’s no trouble at all. It’s a dream coming true. And tonight was fun. I just got a little tired though. The dancing was…ummm…something new.” You added shyly. “I’m sorry if I made the atmosphere sour.”
“You didn’t. You couldn’t.” Gackt added.
This time he wasn’t complimenting him, he was simply stating what he felt. You could never make anything sour since he was too sweet from the beginning. Gackt knew that by now he was probably smitten with the guitarist. It wasn’t exactly the “forever” love yet, it was more of a crush and desire but, if things moved like this…it could become much more. And Gackt was afraid of that but at the same time he realized he had been longing for quite a while for this feeling to come again so he decided to just go with the flow for now.
So You and Gackt said their goodbyes. When You got back home, he was greeted by Ryosuke in the living room.
“You, how come you’re so late? You didn’t even answer your phone, I got worried.”
“I’m so sorry. I wanted to call but it kind of slipped my mind. The most wonderful thing happened. I’m going to play with Gackt.”
You thought that Ryosuke went pale for a few seconds but it may have been the lighting or his fatigue, he reasoned.
“O, really, that’s great. So you were the violinist he was desperately searching for?”
“No, I’m plying the guitar. I don’t think he knows I play the violin. He came to watch me play at the club and he needed a guitarist since the old one had quit and he said I was good for the job.”
“I see.” Ryosuke said.
“Why did you tell him about the live? You know I don’t like people seeing me play, especially in that joint, with that band. That can’t even be called music.”
“Oh, it just slipped my tongue. I’m sorry for putting you in a spot. But on the other side, maybe it was fate, right…”
“Fate…” You became silent and Ryosuke quickly caught scent.
“Is something wrong. For someone that just made one of his fantasies come true you’re awfully reserved.”
“It’s just that…tonight, we went to a club to celebrate and I danced with Gackt. It felt warm and safe…I haven’t felt like that since…”
Ryosuke frowned.
“Don’t let your guard down. You know what can happen. Gackt isn’t necessarily different.” Ryosuke added.
You stood there thinking for a couple of seconds and then replied.
“I keep telling myself down, but somehow, around him, my defenses go down…and you like the man so much, how can you say that.”
Ryosuke bit his lip.
“It’s because I like him that I think he’s not for you.”
You didn’t quite understand Ryosuke’s point but decided to end the conversation there.
“I’m happy you worry about me, but I’ll be just fine. I’m just a guitarist with his band for now. I’m going to bed now…”
After You had left Ryosuke became lost in his thoughts. After a few seconds, he punched the couch and before moving towards his own room, he mumbled to himself: “You’re not just his guitarist, you’re his violinist, the one he’s been searching desperately for. And you just happen to be way too attractive for your own good. He’s bound to fall in love with you if he hears you sing and I can’t let that happen. I’m sorry, You, but I won’t let you have him.”
Pairing :Gackt X You
Rating : PG 13 , for now
Summary: Being a perfectionist has always helped Gackt until now, when it makes him search desperately for what or who he needs.
Warnings : manXman love
Genre: AU, ignore every single historical detail you know about their real lives, what I write here is all a lie
Disclaimer : I do not own no one ; loved to though
Notes: One week later, as promised. Hope you can't get enough of this and drop me a message to let me know how you liked it. Love the comments...chuu
Chapter 9
Well, Gackt’s idea of celebrating was nothing out of the ordinary. Go to a bar, have a few drinks, maybe dance a bit, small talk and then go home. That’s what You thought the moment he and Gackt and ChaCha found themselves at the entrance of a really private club. Everything was first class, from the drinks to the music and to the prices, which he didn’t have to worry about since it was Gackt’s treat. You found out a few things that night about his from now on, band members.
ChaCha loved flirting with every single cute woman that passed by him. And that was a sight to see. The man was attractive, ok, but it wasn’t exactly an appeal point to start flirting with another when your initial conversation wasn’t done with. You shared a few giggles with Gackt on that.
Gackt was much more himself than You could have imagined. He was a star after all, but he didn’t act like it. He didn’t drink much and he never flirted with anyone, although plenty tried flirting with him. And he never left You alone. And You was really thankful for that because he was still out of his element. In just one day, his life-long dream had been granted and what was even best he got to sing together with one of the most amazing bands ever, he got to sing with Gackt, someone he had really started to admire lately. After their talk on his birthday he had went back home, borrowed his friend’s collection of Gackt merchandise (which meant pretty much everything ever put on sale) and reanalyzed his opinion of Gackt. The man was not just talented, he was absolutely genius. Every single song was different and every one had meaning. Without using too many fancy words, just with his voice he could create a new world. Sometimes all he needed for that was a piano. You got lost that day in Gackt’s music and started getting attracted to the singer in a whole new way. Before now, he found out he was nice, fun to be around, good listener, not conceited around friends, honest, qualities You very much admired. But right then, listening to that music he could not believe that the Gackt he knew was really the one singing. The Gackt he knew was a mask, he could somehow feel it. Not that it wasn’t real, of course it was, it was just a part though of who the man was. You could feel that there was much more underneath and he wanted to discover that, to see it for himself, a desire he hadn’t felt in a very, very long time.
The Gackt he saw at the club was the same he knew. Too gentle to be true, You used to think. He was a star, where were all the eccentricities, the moods. The man didn’t get drunk, didn’t smoke, didn’t curse…and wait a sec, didn’t dance?! There’s something wrong here, so You asked him:
“I’m sorry, Gackt-san, but why aren’t you dancing?”
“Well, I’m not a very good dancer, for starters and I don’t want to leave you alone. You don’t seem quite comfortable yet. Was this band thing such a big shock?”
“Yes, it was a big surprise. I wasn’t expecting it at all. You know, it’s like a dream, being next to you like this and being able to play next to you. I might just actually become a bigger fan than my friend…” You replied giggling and blushing a bit.
Gackt couldn’t quite see the blush on the man’s face because of the lights but he did hear his words and that made his skin crawl. There was a reason he hadn’t flirted with anyone that night and that was the same reason as his not dancing. He just didn’t find anyone interesting enough, that is, anyone except the man at his side now, bathed in all the colored lighting, his moist lips shining enticingly, his eyes just a slight darker color. Gackt wanted You, and he wanted him bad, he was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen and Gackt loved beautiful things. But he You wasn’t one for a one night stand and Gackt knew it, he knew he’d break everything if he made a move, so he had to be sober and in control of all his senses. But he figured there was a way to touch You, even if just a bit, so he asked quite innocently.
“Do you like to dance?”
“I’m not a very good dancer, but I guess it is fun. Me and Ryosuke used to go dancing a lot.” You asked.
What is it with that friend of yours? You mention him a lot and he tries to keep you away from me. Where you lovers or something? Is he the one you couldn’t have? What do you think of me, You? Gackt thought. All questions he couldn’t ask.
“Would you like to dance?” Gackt asked.
You thought about it. He really wasn’t a good dancer but it wasn’t fair to be keeping Gackt there, next to him. He had seen the women approaching him, like moths to a flame and he had also seen Gackt telling them he’s busy, he had did that for him. You was flattered and he wanted to do something for Gackt too, so maybe dancing wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
“Sure” You replied making Gackt a really happy person in that split second.
But a few seconds after they reached the floor the song changed abruptly. The music in the cub was like that, not only one genre; it mixed everything form classic to rock and pop and now it had just switched from rock to blues. And the only way to dance that is with a partner, in his arms. You was a bit embarrassed, Gackt was really happy with the change.
When Gackt put his hands around You’s waist, he could feel the man trembling. He thought it was sweet but he didn’t want him to feel bad about this, so he asked:
“Are you ok with this? We don’t have to dance if you don’t want to.”
But You just shook his head and answered.
“No, it’s ok. I’m just a bit nervous, that’s all. Dancing like this with a guy…”
Wow, that stings. Gackt thought.
“It’s ok, just relax and feel the music, Gackt said. And he was happy to see that You did just that. Slowly, You started relaxing, stopped trembling, put his hands around Gackt’s neck and Gackt dared getting closer to him. Their bodies were touching and they both had their eyes closed and just listened to the music, enjoying its ups and downs and the heat of the other’s body. They both felt so good, as if they were the only ones in the world, just turning and turning. But then the music stopped and You was a bit too flustered. For a second he had really stopped thinking. His body had just taken over and he had pressed so close to Gackt and he had enjoyed it so much that now was the time to go back to the bar for a drink. And Gackt agreed.
Back at the bar, ChaCha greeted them.
“Wow, you guys were really close there. I had my suspicions about you two…well; I think it’s safe to leave you alone for the rest of the night. I found myself a very hot ride home. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t, ok? See you.”
There was obviously no point in arguing with ChaCha and it’s not like they weren’t confused enough about their feelings anyway, especially You so they just sat down and ordered some drinks. The atmosphere was a bit weird and Gackt could feel it so after a few seconds he asked You if he wanted to dance again or maybe go somewhere else. You just shrugged and said he was tired. So Gackt decided it was time to call it a night and drive the other man home. So they got into Gackt’s car and the driver drove them to You’s house. During the ride they hadn’t said one word, just looking out the window and Gackt stealing worried glances at You once in a while.
When You got out of the car, Gackt quickly said:
“So tomorrow, practice is at eleven. Can you make it?”
“Yeah, I’ll just stop by the shop a bit before that. “ You asked.
“I’m sorry for giving you so much trouble.”
Gackt had also said that with regard to that night and You understood so You quickly added:
“It’s no trouble at all. It’s a dream coming true. And tonight was fun. I just got a little tired though. The dancing was…ummm…something new.” You added shyly. “I’m sorry if I made the atmosphere sour.”
“You didn’t. You couldn’t.” Gackt added.
This time he wasn’t complimenting him, he was simply stating what he felt. You could never make anything sour since he was too sweet from the beginning. Gackt knew that by now he was probably smitten with the guitarist. It wasn’t exactly the “forever” love yet, it was more of a crush and desire but, if things moved like this…it could become much more. And Gackt was afraid of that but at the same time he realized he had been longing for quite a while for this feeling to come again so he decided to just go with the flow for now.
So You and Gackt said their goodbyes. When You got back home, he was greeted by Ryosuke in the living room.
“You, how come you’re so late? You didn’t even answer your phone, I got worried.”
“I’m so sorry. I wanted to call but it kind of slipped my mind. The most wonderful thing happened. I’m going to play with Gackt.”
You thought that Ryosuke went pale for a few seconds but it may have been the lighting or his fatigue, he reasoned.
“O, really, that’s great. So you were the violinist he was desperately searching for?”
“No, I’m plying the guitar. I don’t think he knows I play the violin. He came to watch me play at the club and he needed a guitarist since the old one had quit and he said I was good for the job.”
“I see.” Ryosuke said.
“Why did you tell him about the live? You know I don’t like people seeing me play, especially in that joint, with that band. That can’t even be called music.”
“Oh, it just slipped my tongue. I’m sorry for putting you in a spot. But on the other side, maybe it was fate, right…”
“Fate…” You became silent and Ryosuke quickly caught scent.
“Is something wrong. For someone that just made one of his fantasies come true you’re awfully reserved.”
“It’s just that…tonight, we went to a club to celebrate and I danced with Gackt. It felt warm and safe…I haven’t felt like that since…”
Ryosuke frowned.
“Don’t let your guard down. You know what can happen. Gackt isn’t necessarily different.” Ryosuke added.
You stood there thinking for a couple of seconds and then replied.
“I keep telling myself down, but somehow, around him, my defenses go down…and you like the man so much, how can you say that.”
Ryosuke bit his lip.
“It’s because I like him that I think he’s not for you.”
You didn’t quite understand Ryosuke’s point but decided to end the conversation there.
“I’m happy you worry about me, but I’ll be just fine. I’m just a guitarist with his band for now. I’m going to bed now…”
After You had left Ryosuke became lost in his thoughts. After a few seconds, he punched the couch and before moving towards his own room, he mumbled to himself: “You’re not just his guitarist, you’re his violinist, the one he’s been searching desperately for. And you just happen to be way too attractive for your own good. He’s bound to fall in love with you if he hears you sing and I can’t let that happen. I’m sorry, You, but I won’t let you have him.”