The silent house greeted him as he unlocked the wooden door and stepped into the hall. Padding up the stairs, he rubbed at his tired eyes. They felt awkward without the thick make-up and fake lashes. Scratching at the wig, Mana pulled it off, his dark brown hair came tumbling down to his shoulders as he dumped the his fake blond hair on the dressing table.

" Fuh…" he sighed, absentmindedly picking up the brush and combing it through the tangles of his hair. After a while, he caught himself staring at his reflection in the mirror. He looked so different yet the same without his mask. The same forlorn eyes…

" How long are you gonna take to finish staring at yourself?"

Thinking he was alone, Mana jumped when somebody tapped his shoulder and spoke. He turned around, eyes wide and breathing fast.

" Gackt Camui!"

" Hello," Malice Mizer’s ex-vocalist smiled charmingly at him. "You look fabulous, Mana-hime! As usual."

" Aren’t you supposed to be in Taiwan??" Mana asked after regaining his breath. "How did you get in here, anyway?"

" Well, you didn’t lock your back door. In a hurry, huh?" Gackt answered, walking to the window to get some of the evening breeze. "I just came back from Taiwan this morning."

He looked out at the road outside; a little girl was walking her dog on the pavement. He had dyed his hair to light brown, Mana noted.

" What is it you want, Gackt?" Mana crossed his arm, waiting with narrowed eyes for the other man to answer.

" Is that how you welcome an old friend?"

" Hmph!" The guitarist turned his attention back to his reflection, braiding his hair.

Suddenly he felt a pair of arms circling him from behind. "No welcome kiss from my princess?" Gackt whispered into his ear huskily.

Mana let out a gasp as he felt the vocalist’s arousal pressing against him from the back. Gackt’s lips has descended upon the skin of his neck, now gently nibbling on it.

" What if I say no?"

" Hm…then…I guess…I’ll just have to…" Gackt bit on his earlobe. "…get rough ne?"

Mana couldn’t even catch a glimpse of Gackt face when he turned him around before he was drowned by Gackt’s kisses. Clutching Mana’s thighs, the vocalist lifted him to sit on the dressing table. The bottles of cream and cosmetics fell to the floor as Mana leaned against the mirror, eagerly kissing the other man back until they were both breathless.

" Welcome home, Gackt…" Mana said as they broke off.

" Mm…what’s for dinner?" Gackt asked, grinning ferociously.

" What do you want?"

" Do I get to choose?" With a finger, he began drawing circles on the guitarist’s thigh through the cloth of his skirt.

" Well, that depends…" Mana lopped his arms around Gackt’s neck.

" On what?"

" On how you perform…"

They knocked into the stool and it toppled over as they made a hasty trail to the bed. Mana giggled softly as Gackt, who ended on top of him, began spreading tiny kisses on his belly. He buried his fingers in the light brown hair as he brought Gackt face to face with himself.

" Slow or fast?" Gackt asked, his hand creeping under Man’s skirt.

Mana squirmed and blushed a little. "Slow…"

" As you wish." Gackt claimed Mana’s lips, gently tasting the soft texture before pushing his tongue past his lips. His hand gently stroked Mana’s hair as the other tugged persistently at the obstructing underwear the guitarist wore. He heard Mana moan as he slid the garment off and caressed him.

Mana tried to stifle his moans by biting on his lower lip. His fingers worked deftly to unbutton Gackt’s blouse. He closed his eyes in torture as Gackt’s hand wrapped around his length and began moving up and down.

Soon they were both naked; their clothes strewn around the room. Mana was moaning uncontrollably now as Gackt took his erection into his mouth.

" Ah! I…" Mana felt climax closing onto him and he arched, letting his semen fill his lover’s mouth, only a trickle escaped at the corner of his lips.

Mana fell back to the bed, sated and exhausted. His chest was heaving as he tried to break through the pleasant state of haziness his mind was in.

Gackt sat beside him, holding his hand and tenderly placing kisses on each finger. "Mana...know what? I love you."

Mana blushed and pulled himself up. "I can do without your sugar lips."

" It’s the truth!" Gackt insisted, lacing his fingers with Mana’s as he pulled the other man to sit on his lap for another kiss. "You don’t believe me?"

Mana looked into Gackt’s deep dark eyes and felt himself getting lost in those mesmerising orbs. " Maybe I do, maybe I don’t," he answered.

" I’ll always love you, Mana…here, in my heart." He pressed a palm against his heart and smiled before giving the guitarist another long kiss.

" Gackt?" Mana shifted himself into a more comfortable position in his lap. " Would you…take me?" he asked, suddenly feeling embarrassed for no reason.

Mana could smell the familiar scent that was distinctly Gackt as he kissed his cheeks. Somewhere deep inside, Mana sensed a budding of happiness.

" Nn..." A sharp pain pierced through him as Gackt slid a finger inside him and began probing.

" Is this okay?" Gackt was breathing heavily, thinking to himself how long would he be able to wait.

Mana nodded and bucked as the vocalist inserted another long finger.

" I love you, Mana…" he heard him say as his fingers were replaced by Gackt’s erection.

Mana gasped, feeling tears slipping from the corner of his eyes, as the other man thrust into his body, his hands clutching at Gackt’s shoulders. The once excruciating pain soon ebbed and was soothed by a growing pleasure he never felt. He started moving his hips against Gackt’s, establishing a rhythm together, as his body relaxed and wrapped around the vocalist’s.

" Gackt…" he called out his name breathlessly. "…yes…"

Gackt let out a groan as he drove faster into him, closing his eyes in bliss. He felt Mana’s fingernails dig into the flesh of his back but it was not painful. He heard Mana’s every gasp and moan and every time he called out his name, it felt too right to be true. Mana…Mana, Mana…

Mana felt his muscles tightened against Gackt’s hard manhood. He screamed as he reached his orgasm the same time when Gackt released his seed inside him. He felt the warm liquid filling him and Gackt’s safe arms around his body as darkness claimed him.

***

He didn’t know how long he had been unconscious when he woke up. He just felt a nagging headache and his body ached all over. He turned around but found he was alone in bed.

A dream?

No.

He thought as he pulled himself into sitting position; the dull pain in his lower regions immediately made itself known. He could see the white semen and dark red blood tainting his sheets. Suddenly he felt tears stinging his eyes.

He left.

That simple thought made his heart contract painfully and began to cry.

" Mana?" His heart skipped a beat as he heard somebody call his name.

Gackt stood at the doorway with a tray of bowls and plates.

" You didn’t leave!" Mana exclaimed happily.

" Of course, I didn’t! Is that what you’re crying about?" Gackt kicked the door close as he brought the tray of food to the bed.

Blushing, Mana turned his head away from the vocalist. "Crying? I was not crying."

" No??" He went to the other side of the bed but Mana had already schooled his face back into his cold mask.

" Mou, don’t glare at me like that!" Gackt frowned. "You broke your promise."

" What promise?"

" You said I can choose dinner…how come I ended up making dinner?" Gackt placed the plates and bowls on Mana’s bed-stand. The aroma of the soup instantly made the guitarist’s stomach growl.

" That smells nice…" Mana winced at the pain as he got up from the bed, slipping himself into a light blue robe. "Hmm…I thought you already had dinner just now…" Mana said as he took a spoon and taste-tested the soup. "…with me." Mana smiled slyly, looking at him from the corner of his eye.

The brown-haired man arched an eyebrow. "Oh, you call _that_ dinner? Why, Mana…I didn’t know you were so... proverbial." Gackt laughed.

" In fact, I’m feeling kind of hungry now." Gackt gave Mana a thoughtful once-over.

" Aah!!!" The guitarist cried out as he suddenly found himself on the bed again.