MASK
by nezu
comments: that's my very first j-rock fanfic, so don't kill me, okay?
^^;;;;; umm...maybe I should tell ya too that English isn't my mother
tongue, ne? so I am SURE I have LOTS of mistakes in. I got inspired by
watching the GAUZE-62045-VCD and MASK. It's just too cute to see Toshiya
with sunglasses! *^^* Anyways, I would like to get some C/C minna.
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Prologue 'ai desu ka?'
//Love.....//
//What's love?//
//I don't know...//
//...they think.//
//Yet, it's impossible for me NOT to know love.//
//Me.//
//The one who always seems to enjoy 'mindlessly being together'.//
//Yet, I know....//
A skinny figure pushed itself from the cold cement wall who it was
leaning against, and took a long deep breath. With one short glance over
the shoulder, deep eyes sparkling, it threw the cigarette away, turned
around and vanished into the entrance of an studio.
Slender arms stretched and sexy hips curved, the figure yawned and
slowly stepped into the recording room. With a swear under its breath,
a hand shot upwards to shield the pain-filled eyes from the bright
light.
Laughter could be heard and the figure shot a dead glance to the red
haired man, who was standing behind his guitar, which made Die laugh even
more.
"What took you so long Toshiya?" he asked michievously. "Saw a new
victim?"
"Where do you know that from Die-kun?" the other answered, playing
along. His eyes, however, swept over to another man. Pink haired and busily
paying attention what their vocalist was explaining.
//Probably about a new song.//
Toshiya sighed and hung his head in desperation. It was stupid to
hope, he knew it but couldn't otherwise. Yet, not one single moment, the
reason of affection had proven any interest in him. Sure, they were
friends, but...
//It's not that I'm ugly...//
He snapped out of his thoughts, as a well-known, sadistic little ( yes,
he IS little but incredible SEXY *swoon* ^///^ ) creature appeared in
front of his face all of the sudden. A huge grin on his lips. Instantly
Toshiya jerked backwards, right into someone behind him. With a loud
crash they hit the ground.
"K'so!" the person muttered.
Deep chocolate eyes grew wide at the sound of this voice. This sexy,
hoarse voice which belonged to....
//No.....//
//That CAN'T possibly be!//
//Not HIM//
Unsure and embarrassed like hell, he spun around, only to find himself
drowning into those adoring black eyes of.....him. Time stood still.
Toshiya barely managed to breathe, absorbing the face in front and
feeling the body under him. In no time he grew hot.
//Ah kami-sama!//
"Toshiya!" No reaction. Kaoru narrowed his eyes. "TOSHIYA!" A startled
gasp could be heard. Kaoru grinned half heartily. He knew just too well
where Toshiya's mind had been wandered off, he could feel it. His lips
pressed harder together. He shouldn't think like that. Not him. He was
always in control of his feelings. But lately his thoughts had been
wandering off, just like Toshiya's right now. Thinking about Toshiya, his
face softened, but the memory of the bassists earlier joking with Die
brought him back to earth. The bassist wasn't interested in 'that' kind of
friendship he knew. His heart wrenched, and suddenly he couldn't stand
it anymore being so close to the blue haired man. "Can you PLEASE
get up? You aren't THAT skinny you know...", he growled.
Turning crimson, Toshiya shakingly stood up and bowed excusingly.
"Gomen nasai Kaoru-kun....I didn't mean to...you know....sumimasen
gozaimasu, ne?" He stretched his hand out to help the pink haired guitarist to
gather himself, but ended up as being ignored. Sadly he lingered his
gaze upon his feet.
"You should watch where you are going Toshiya!" Kaoru said coldly and
left for his guitar. "Now please, can we start again? The next Live is
coming ya know!"
//Why?//
//Why is he always so cold to me recently?//
//Did I do something wrong?//
//Of course you did baka. You ALWAYS do something wrong!//
//But...I wonder what it was......this time.....//
During the rest of practise, deep chocolate brown eyes kept staring at
one certain guitarist.
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