Title: My Heart Draws A Dream!
Author:![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
earnestinberlin
Theme: 21. Forest
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: MiyavixBou (main)
Band[s]: Solo Miyavi, Antic Cafe
Disclaimer: I don’t own them. That’s all.
Comments: I am. Alive.
Summary: Bou is your not so average cross dressing student who has been going to Holy Garden University for the last two (and a half!) years. All he wants (and needs) is a quiet life and to finally graduate from the horrid school he’s been forced to attend.
Not going to happen to this cross dresser.
Previously:
Chapitre Un
Chapitre Deux
Chapitre Trois
Chapitre Quatre
Chapitre Cinq
Chapitre Six
Chapitre Sept (Bonus Chapter)
Chapitre Huit
Chapitre Neuf
Chapitre Dix
Chapitre Onze
Chapitre Douze
Chapitre Treize
Chapitre Quatorze
Chapitre Quinze
Chapitre Seize
Chapitre Dix-sept
Chapitre Dix-Huit
Chapitre Vingt
“First... we have to figure... where these were taken”
Miyavi declared while throwing the pictures over the table and spreading them out one by one. Everyone- save for obviously, Gackt who was reportedly been with Sugizo the other night- was there. All sitting and staring at the photos, Yoshiki and Sugizo, the former picking up a photograph and studying it for whatever reason he needed to. Sugizo just stared, still sour that no one believes him. Miku was there, wanting to provide whatever support he could to his best friend- who recently got back to his uber rich boyfriend.
He was frowning a bit when he heard that piece of news but from how he sees it, the blond was happy. Miyavi was happy. Everyone was happy.
But if he sees his best friend cry, even let just one tear fall from his eyes then he will go to the trouble of wrenching him out of that school in whatever means possible.
Being concerned can get so tiring.
And of course, Bou was also there. He looked up at Miyavi worriedly and all throughout the time Miyavi was discussing with the whole group, he had his hand locked with Miyavi’s. He tugged at it softly, he didn’t want him to get the ore-sama in anyway upset but he didn’t want his boyfriend to go through the whole trouble of finding out the perpetrator of the so termed crime. It just wasn’t worth it.
“I could get people to... look about” Yoshiki said, having done things like these a thousand times before, “We could figure out who, then we could pull out the why from whoever who wanted to do this”
“I think it’s a big conspiracy” Sugizo suggested, he lifted his eyes to look at his friends and guessed correctly that he was going to get some questioning stares, “I don’t... there’s just something about this that’s really... that’s weird”
“Well, duh” Yoshiki pointed out, “The fact that whoever did this tried to... of all people, to a member of the S.K.I.N. group is already a good indication of weird”
“No, it’s like... don’t you get the feeling that we’re missing out something? Like the answer isn’t as far flung as you’d like to think?” the redhead stated, “I mean that the answer could be right under our noses...”
“What do you mean?” Miyavi asked, curious, “Are you saying that the person responsible for the whole thing is someone we know?”
“Well, if it was” Yoshiki started, flicking the picture in his hand and back in to the table, “It’s obviously not one of us”
What followed was a rather awkward silence.
“This is... starting to get... well... I don’t know” Miku couldn’t help but say out loud in a nervous voice, it’s been in his head for a long time too. That what if, the person who took their picture was just somewhere near them, maybe one of them in this very room, “I mean... I don’t know...” he looked around, shifting his eyes from one side to the other.
“I’m amazed at how he got the whole school was tricked into thinking that Bou was a Red Card again” Miyavi said, as he did he gripped Bou’s hand slightly tighter than before.
“No, not a lot of people were given that message... just the select few who are Miyavi’s loyalist and will do anything for him on a whim” Yoshiki said.
“We’ll figure this out” Sugizo said confidently, “I mean... this is nothing new, it’s not like this hasn’t happened before. We just have to keep cool”
“You know what should be happening right now?” Yoshiki grinned at the couple, and eyeing their clasp hands with a small grin “You two shouldn’t be here right now, what are you doing worrying about stuff you shouldn’t when you should be worrying about how you’re going to... get to know each other”
“Stop trying to shift the topic” Miyavi said while letting go of Bou’s hand in a flat second the moment he realized the other man saw their hands. The blond felt a bit hurt that the older boy was still a bit shy when it comes to some things, but he just took a small breath and looked down at his now empty hand.
“Come on” the red haired playboy stood up, went over to his friend and placed a hand over his shoulder. “This is your time with Bou-chan, don’t waste it mulling over something me and Yoshiki can take care of this, you know how we work. Give or take tomorrow after we’ll have the detail down to the guy’s shoe size and where he does his-”
“I get it” Miyavi said raising a hand so he won’t have to listen to the other guy babble on, “I get your point! You don’t have to drag it all around!”
“Hey, I’m just trying to be a good friend over here” Sugizo said, putting an arm over Miyavi’s shoulder and softly pulling Bou closer to Miyavi, “Come on, leave it to us! Go have some fun... do whatever! You can’t be here all gloomy and sad!”
“Yeah, Bou-chan” Miku nodded trying to join, “I mean, you had a rough week... you should get together and stuff. It’s better that way”
“But...” Bou looked down shyly trying to hide the fact that he was starting to blush a bit, “I mean...”
“You know what guys?” Yoshiki said as he stood up, “We should just leave these two alone, I mean... thinking about it... I guess we’re the ones troubling them”
Sugizo thought about it for a moment and completely agreed to that statement, “Yeah... You know, we should leave you two to contemplate and all those things you silly lovers do”
Miku actually pouted at the idea, wanting to see the lovers and whatever they do. But before he could even comment or say a word, the two playboys pulled the other boy along with him. He just uttered a small good bye to his friend and even tried to get back in the room:
“Hey, Bou-chan, if you need anything...!” Miku said in a rather concerned voice, “I mean like... you know... anything!”
“Come on! You’re ruining the mood stupid!” the redhead pulled the brunette out of the room and closed the door. Finally leaving the two on their own for the first time since they got together; Miyavi looked at the door a bit weirded out at the fact that everyone was so intent on wanting to leave them alone. Bou just looked down, smiled and put a hand over his face and tried to stifle a giggle.
“Um...” Miyavi said first, he looked at the blond before he sat down and tried to think of what he was going to say. Eloquence was never one of the ore-sama’s strongest points but he was trying. It was getting better though. The side of his lips twisted up into a smile as he scratched the back of his head and looked down on the floor as if it could help him think of what he was going to say, “I... you’re... you’re okay now right?”
“Me?” the petite student looked at the tall boy, he nodded his head, “I’m really fine, like... right now, I’m okay and all...”
“Well, that’s good” the ore-sama his head going up and down at the statement, “That’s really nice to know... I mean, I just want to make sure you’re... You’re not uncomfortable because... you’re not supposed to. You know that right?”
“Yes Miyavi”
The ore-sama sighed and looked around, “Look, do you want some chocolates? I could go ask someone to get something... Or a drink? Are you thirsty? Do you want to eat now? We don’t have to stay here...”
“Miyavi, it’s okay” Bou said, latching on to Miyavi’s hand, “Don’t stress yourself out okay?”
“I just want to make you happy”
Bou didn’t say a word but just lifted himself up and kissed Miyavi. He didn’t know what prompted him but it felt so natural to do it, he had to stand up though seeing as the ore-sama was taller than him. He went and slowly grabbed for Miyavi’s hand, wrapping their fingers together as they continued, Miyavi’s eyes were wide open at first staring at Bou but slowly he mellowed and his other hand went over to Bou’s back. He slowly pulled Bou to him, hearing the little blond boy squeak as their lips parted from each other and he made Bou sit on his lap.
The blond looked at Miyavi, he was surprised of course, he fidgeted a bit on Miyavi’s lap not exactly feeling comfortable but he still has yet to actually get himself off.
“I’m sorry for what I did” Miyavi said, as his hand held on to Bou’s, his grip tight as if letting it loose would make the blond boy disappear, “I... I didn’t.... I don’t know what got over me, I was stupid”
“No... I understand you’re still not used to this...” Bou looked at the other, his lips forming a small smile, he bowed down a bit, “You’re... I don’t know...”
“It’s just...” Miyavi leaned in a bit close to the blond, “I just want to be with you all the time now... I mean, it sounds fucking stupid and it’s ridiculous... But god, I just want to make it up to you, everything Bomb shell... I mean Bou”
“You can call me what you like” Bou laughed, “I don’t mind”
“I know I did something stupid and it was letting go. I shouldn’t have... I mean, I let go before and look what happened between us?” Miyavi said, shaking his head while he brushed some of Bou’s hair with his hand, “I should have held on and should have listened, protected you before you got hurt but... I just fuck things up”
“Miyavi, I’m telling you its okay...”
“No, it’s not” he rested his head on Bou’s shoulder, “I mean, I told you before, I’m not very smart and I just... try to not face the problem. I beat people who get in the way because I thought just getting rid of the problem would be the easiest thing... But it’s not; it’s just pushing away things and all that... It’s not supposed to be like that-”
“Miyavi” Bou wrapped his arms over the ore-sama, “Shut up for a moment, okay?”
“I’m sorry, you’re right I’m a dumbass... can’t even make you happy... what the fuck is wrong with me, right? I’m just...”
“Miyavi”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that... I really want to know who did this. Fucking bastard made you suffer” Miyavi said, grabbing the blonde’s hand and connected their fingers together, “I can’t let this guy go around still out there-”
“Come on... I was a Red Card” the cross dresser laughed, “I’ve been through a lot already, it’s no big deal”
“You’re... I just... I just don’t want to see you hurt that’s all”
“I’m not hurt right now”
“No, duh...” Miyavi said, shaking his head while he continued to hold on to the blonde’s hand, “But what about tomorrow? Or the day after that... Bou, I just want to be there and to protect you”
Bou kissed Miyavi’s cheek, “Come on, let’s not talk about this right now, okay? I mean, after all...”
“Hey” Miyavi lifted his head and smiled at the blond.
“What is it?”
“We’re doing... we’re actually a couple, right?” the ore-sama said, looking down at their clasped hands and at how close they were. Bou was about to pull his hand away from him, apologizing to him in a small voice asking if he was feeling awkward with the whole act. But instead the tall boy just kept his hold on the blonde’s hand, “No... I like it. I don’t know, I guess I’ve never been like this with anyone else... I mean I find it so fucking weird...”
“I know what you mean... I mean, no one has gotten this close... I mean” Bou couldn’t believe he was the one struggling for words this time. Miyavi listened carefully and intently, trying his best not to let the side of his lips lift when he realized how awkward the blond must be feeling, “... It’s not that no one has been this close... just that you know... like... Kind of like... as if you’re like something.... sort of different... It’s like...”
“It’s like that” Miyavi chuckled, didn’t want to trouble his... boyfriend, girlfriend, whatever. He didn’t want him to go through the trouble of having to find the right words when it was basically right there, in between them.
Bou paused and looked at the tall boy, the side of his lips lifting as he shook his head, laughing with the other boy as they continued to hold on to each other.
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Miku couldn’t help it as he stole a small peek at the scene in the room before he was pulled back by a pair of rough hands. He was about to scream and shout when one of those hands got over his mouth and prevented him from making any noise. He looked up and realized it was just Sugizo, who with Yoshiki made that “Keep quiet” move by putting a finger by their lips.
“Don’t make too much sounds” Yoshiki whispered as they slowly dragged him away from the room.
The small brunette felt a bit disappointed that he couldn’t get to see his friend in his moments- even though he should be respectful enough as to at least give him the privacy. But as he was pulled further and further away from the cute moment between those tow, he couldn’t help but just sigh and follow those two.
“You should know better than to spy on your own best friend” Sugizo said, smiling at the other as they finally got out of ear shot from those two.
“I was just really curious...” Miku pouted when the redhead finally let go of him. He fixed himself a bit before he looked at them again, “And besides... I know you want to see it too!”
“How they’re going to make out?” Sugizo pondered, “Yeah, I’m a bit curious on how he’s going to pounce on Bou, I mean... it’s either Bou or Miyavi, those two are so energetic. I’m still betting on Miyavi, though he’s basically stupid on these kinds of things-”
“Speaking of energetic... you noticed something about those two?” Yoshiki stated with a thoughtful expression on his face, “Like... how they’re kind of... not exactly like they were before?”
“Oh... I know what you mean” Miku nodded as he shifted his attention to the blond, “Bou doesn’t call Miyavi dumb ass anymore... That’s a big improvement from where I’m standing”
“Well, you know... The power of love” Sugizo chuckled, while rolling his eyes.
“Come on, just give them their fun, those two have been through a lot and they deserve each other” Yoshiki nudged his friend softly on the shoulder, “And if Miyavi needed... help, we are always here to give him whatever advice he needs”
“I’m so weird out by this!” Miku confessed with a laugh.
“Don’t be, after all... Fucking is a serious business” Yoshiki said in an almost solemn voice, to which Sugizo nodded wholeheartedly.
“If you’re going to ask my opinion on this” Sugizo announced out loud, “I’m just proud of Miyavi. I mean look at him, he’s mellowed a bit. Not exactly to say he’s laggard but compared to how he was before... He’s just better, he thinks before he acts and there’s this air about him... that’s... That’s just different and by different I mean it in a good way”
“Only Bou could do that” Yoshiki nodded while looking at Bou’s best friend, “To be honest, when I first saw him... her, or whatever, I never really thought of anything special about him. So he’s a cross dresses? Big deal, you should check out Gackt’s half-brother”
“Yeah you should” Sugizo rolled his eyes and chortled, “You couldn’t tell he’s a guy until... a little later”
“Who’s Gackt?” Miku couldn’t help but ask.
“Oh, he’s one of our members... but he’s moving to France in a couple of weeks. So he’s really busy right now, arranging things and getting everything in position before he goes” Yoshiki supplied for the brunette and then added, “But I don’t know... as much as Gackt loves Mana, he loves Japan just as well”
“We want to help him too but this whole affair between those two... it’s really eating most of our time” Sugizo added.
“Oooh...” Miku nodded.
“And besides, Gackt can manage without us... That’s how he operates anyway, he’s a smart guy” the redhead smiled, before he put a hand over his chin and proceeded to think, “But I have to wonder... I mean, I met him the other night and all he said to me was... Reverse. I can’t figure out what he meant by it though”
“Maybe... um, when you said that he likes Japan and stuff... He actually meant otherwise?” Miku tried to pitch in, but knowing full well he really can’t help.
“No... I don’t think that’s what he meant... But still, I can’t help but feel the answer is just somewhere” Sugizo looked at the blond and brunette, “I mean, Gackt isn’t the best advise giver on earth, but when he actually does... He pulls this cryptic shit, and we all have to figure out what it means”
“Do you think it has something to do with Bou and Miyavi?” Yoshiki looked worriedly at the other two.
“You know, the only thing that comes to mind with the word reverse and those two...” Miku cringed at the thought as he decided not to finish his sentence.
“Please... don’t say another word” Yoshiki pleaded, “I’m having horrible things going on in my head-”
“Fuck... now it won’t go away” the redhead complained as he closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth.
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The cross dresser and the tall ore-sama were out going around the city, looking at clothes in different stores, eating food from random stalls they see along the way, holding hands and actually doing the things people do when they’re on a date. And for some reason, it actually looks as if they’re having fun, Bou wasn’t bickering and Miyavi hasn’t said one curse word from the moment they left the house. The blond was giggling and pulling the tall boy close to him, and all Miyavi could was happily hold him, looking rather smug at how the blond would always look up to him with those sweet eyes.
It’s been days since the latest of their tragedies and all they want is just to spend as much time together as they can.
“Look at that” the blond exclaimed, “That looks really nice...!”
“Do you want one?”
“No! That’s too expensive!” Bou would shake his head fervently.
“Expensive? What’s a few thousands yens for you?” Miyavi smiled, messing Bou’s hair up a bit while he looked at the dress the blond was staring at, “I just want to make you happy, remember?”
“Seriously” Bou pushed Miyavi away from him and rolled his eyes, “Don’t be so cocky”
“I’m not being cocky!” the older student replied, his lips curling, “Look, if you want that... dress in that store over there, I’ll... give you five... ten... No the whole store!” he said motioning the whole thing.
The blond laughed and ran forward away from the ore-sama who watched him with a bewildered look on his face.
“Well...?” Bou said, as he turned back and saw Miyavi was just standing there, doing nothing but gawk at him. He stuck his tongue out at the other boy and teased him, “What are you waiting for? You pointed at the wrong store... I wanted the one over there”
Miyavi lifted a brow before he followed and ran after the blond, couldn’t help but chuckle as he tried to catch up to Bou.
Ever since what happened to them, Bou bit by bit changed himself. If this was going to work, then everything shouldn’t be from Miyavi only- one of the things the cross dresser realized. He should adjust to the taller boy, if he was going to be with Miyavi, he might as well be honest with how he feels.
“Let’s go get some ice cream, Miyavi” Bou begged while he held one of Miyavi’s hands, looking up at him as if he was a little kid asking his mother for some treats “Please?”
“Aaah... you’re always hungry” the other replied with a small smile as he patted the blonde’s hair, “We just ate a while ago”
“But I’m hungry...!”
“Okay, okay, fine” Miyavi bent down and kissed Bou’s cheek, “We’ll go get you some ice cream”
He was walking in the middle of the crowd, a few meters away from the couple. The distance was great that the two wouldn’t know they were being watched. It was enough that he could see them; look at the happy couple trying to tease each other in their own ways. In the pits of his stomach, he couldn’t help but feel so fucking furious at what he sees.
Why are they so happy? They shouldn’t be happy; Miyavi doesn’t deserve that kind of attention. He was nothing but a fucking cold hearted bastard. If anyone deserved this kind of happiness, that should’ve been him.
He didn’t exactly factor that of all people, the blond was going to fall so madly in love with him. To be honest from where he stood he actually thought the blond wasn’t going to get anywhere near that ground. But with him falling in love, it made some of the plot easier, but all his planning went down the drain when his latest ploy was busted. And he couldn’t help but beat himself; he was such a fucking weakling.
But this time, he’s not going to let him out of his sight. This time, there won’t be any more beating around the bush. He’s just going to go straight ahead and pull the fucking trigger.
He gritted his teeth, staring at them, through his expensive sunglasses and branded hat that was good enough to get most of his face concealed. To the random person, he was just another of those people who liked to dress up a bit. He was hiding his identity without having to look so suspicious. For a while, he’s been following those two, and each time he tries to just convince look away. Drop this whole thing before it leads him to a fucked up situation. But every time he looked at the smile plastered all over the ore-sama’s face, all he could was curl his fingers deep into the skins of his palm. The pain in his hand calming him down, trying to put him back in his place though it didn’t do anything to take away the anger and jealousy he feels.
Miyavi. Does. Not. Deserve. This.
Bastards like him aren’t supposed to be given this, they do not deserve this. Bastards like him are the reasons why people like him are left out in the cold. Because of that fucking conceited jerk, he could never see him again.
It was the ore-sama’s fault. No one else’s and before he leaves, he’s going to make sure the ore-sama pays and he’s going to make sure the ore-sama will know how it feels being left behind. He will let the ore-sama know how it feels when the world crashes behind you.
And he will make sure; this time, he will not miss that son of a bitch.
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Tetsu’s head lifted up, he was confused, and it was that strange feeling in his chest again. He was sitting by a cafe, drinking latte and reading a book when he felt a voice call out to him. In reality, it was more of a voice talking to him in the back of his head. That small tone that was usually silent, non-existent in most of his reality but when it works up... When he hears its little sound, that’s when he knows there is something wrong.
The problem is, it only makes itself heard when it concerns a certain person.
He looked at the crowd, his eyes darting left to right wondering. The many people that usually didn’t bother him suddenly making claustrophobic all of a sudden. His eyes scanned the throngs of people, trying to identify a face a he knows but somehow failing to pinpoint the source of his sudden worry. He closed his book, and stood up.
It was the stress again, eating up the time that he was supposed to be using for de-stressing himself. He wanted to at least breathe the Japanese air one more time before leaving it all behind.
“God...” he muttered under his breath as he flicked open his phone, he was going to call his chauffer to come and pick him up. Ever since that, public transport made him queasy; and ever since then, no matter where he was, he always made sure he can have someone to pick him up.
“Tanaka, yes... Here at Fourth Avenue Cafe... I’ll wait... just call again when you’re here” tetsu nodded before he put down his phone and pocketed it.
And then his heart skipped a beat.
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He was this close, one more step and all he had to do was just raise his arm. Pull the trigger and he knows this is where it’s all going to end.
They would never know it was him; the many people would cover him up. The many screams and the panic will just carry him away and as much as he would like to see that son of bitch die slowly with a bullet lodged on his chest, he’ll settle with the news all over television and pictures of his carcass on the papers.
But he stopped.
He didn’t know what made him stop but before he could even pull out the gun from his hidden pocket he saw something he didn’t expect. Almost as if an invisible force pulled his attention away from all the anger and hate he had towards this one person, toward Miyavi and made him look to a direction that was opposite of where he was facing the ore-sama.
There he was standing a good distance away from him, even with this so much people between them. Even with the many masks he puts on, it was almost as if those dark brown eyes of his could penetrate so many barriers just so he can reach out to him and hold on to conscience.
And like the ever time he see those eyes, his hand loses its grip and all he could do was just stare. He bites his lip, that tinge of guilt running its course all throughout his system, knowing full well that he was just found out by all people... by him. He wanted to turn away, take his eyes off of him or else he’ll lose his mind again right after everything.
And that’s when it happened again.
He looked away from me.
The other’s eyes, those usually kind orbs of his... They closed with that expression of tired resignation before he turned away from him as if rejecting him one more time.
You’re a bad person.
Who am I to believe?
They were right. They were all right.
You’re...
I don’t know what you are anymore.
I’m scared of you.
Before he knew it, he broke into a run.
He was so sick of himself; he put a hand over his mouth and all he could do was break away from the flow of the crowd. Get out of here as fast as he can so he can finally get enough space and breathe. His eyes were starting to water- he was so fucking disgusted with himself, it was the most horrible feeling in the world.
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“Oh my god, Look at this!” Bou held a stuffed teddy bear made out of red plaid clothe with a blue green ribbon hanging by its neck, “Isn’t this cute? Don’t you want to hug him tight? He looks so sad!”
Miyavi lifted his head while Bou continued to ogle at the cute stuffed toys they come across to. He didn’t know what it was that made his defences all on high. He shifted his eyes left to right, for a moment ignoring Bou’s comments on the toys and looking around. There was something wrong. The tall ore-sama walked a bit further out of the store, scanning the place a bit. Trying to look for something he wasn’t exactly sure of.
He shrugged his shoulders and decided to hell with it before he turned around was hit by a random passerby who seemed to be in a hurry.
“Hey, you fucking bastard!” Miyavi shouted after he landed on the floor after getting hit by the guy who didn’t even bother to stop and say sorry for what he done.
Bou ran out the store the moment he saw Miyavi fall down, he lowered himself to his boyfriend and looked at him worriedly, “Miyavi, are you okay?!”
“Yeah... I am... that fucking idiot...” Miyavi glared at the direction to where the guy disappeared to, even when Bou already helped him up his eyes were still trained at where the other sped off to, “That jerk’s thankful I didn’t get a chance to see his face... I would’ve fucking killed him right now”
“Hey” the blond tugged Miyavi’s arm, “Come on... don’t think about it... Meevs, it was just an accident, okay?” Bou pulled Miyavi’s face to him, “Don’t. Please?”
“Fine” Miyavi agreed though feeling a bit peeved at what just happened.
“That’s a good boy” Bou went on tiptoes and kissed the ore-sama lightly on the lips, “Now... let’s go okay? Take a walk and stuff, the park is just near here, it’ll help you calm down”
“Fine” Miyavi repeated, then he looked down at the blond with a small relieved smile and this time, it was Bou who pulled his hand and took him away.
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Tetsu was staring outside the window of his car, searching through the many people.
Was it really him? He looked different but he couldn’t really tell. Then again, he didn’t get to see his face properly. It was possible they had the same structure, the face and the body all made to be the same. It could’ve been his lips and cheeks; it could’ve been his nose and hair. But his eyes were covered.
He saw everything but his eyes were hiding behind dark shades.
They could’ve the same body and face but it didn’t have to be him.
Tetsu pulled himself away and sighed.
It must’ve been his imagination.
A/N: I... am weird. I actually cringed when I read this... *cough*
Thank you for your time really. It means a lot that you guys take the time to read this. It means a lot to me. It really does. ^^
I hope I made much sense, I’m being dorky right now. I actually feel like crying because I’m just touched I guess. Right now my ego is always down and it makes me happy seeing people liking something I produce. It really... I’m just happy and you all guys are really cool.
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Author:
earnestinberlin Theme: 21. Forest
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: MiyavixBou (main)
Band[s]: Solo Miyavi, Antic Cafe
Disclaimer: I don’t own them. That’s all.
Comments: I am. Alive.
Summary: Bou is your not so average cross dressing student who has been going to Holy Garden University for the last two (and a half!) years. All he wants (and needs) is a quiet life and to finally graduate from the horrid school he’s been forced to attend.
Not going to happen to this cross dresser.
Previously:
Chapitre Un
Chapitre Deux
Chapitre Trois
Chapitre Quatre
Chapitre Cinq
Chapitre Six
Chapitre Sept (Bonus Chapter)
Chapitre Huit
Chapitre Neuf
Chapitre Dix
Chapitre Onze
Chapitre Douze
Chapitre Treize
Chapitre Quatorze
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“First... we have to figure... where these were taken”
Miyavi declared while throwing the pictures over the table and spreading them out one by one. Everyone- save for obviously, Gackt who was reportedly been with Sugizo the other night- was there. All sitting and staring at the photos, Yoshiki and Sugizo, the former picking up a photograph and studying it for whatever reason he needed to. Sugizo just stared, still sour that no one believes him. Miku was there, wanting to provide whatever support he could to his best friend- who recently got back to his uber rich boyfriend.
He was frowning a bit when he heard that piece of news but from how he sees it, the blond was happy. Miyavi was happy. Everyone was happy.
But if he sees his best friend cry, even let just one tear fall from his eyes then he will go to the trouble of wrenching him out of that school in whatever means possible.
Being concerned can get so tiring.
And of course, Bou was also there. He looked up at Miyavi worriedly and all throughout the time Miyavi was discussing with the whole group, he had his hand locked with Miyavi’s. He tugged at it softly, he didn’t want him to get the ore-sama in anyway upset but he didn’t want his boyfriend to go through the whole trouble of finding out the perpetrator of the so termed crime. It just wasn’t worth it.
“I could get people to... look about” Yoshiki said, having done things like these a thousand times before, “We could figure out who, then we could pull out the why from whoever who wanted to do this”
“I think it’s a big conspiracy” Sugizo suggested, he lifted his eyes to look at his friends and guessed correctly that he was going to get some questioning stares, “I don’t... there’s just something about this that’s really... that’s weird”
“Well, duh” Yoshiki pointed out, “The fact that whoever did this tried to... of all people, to a member of the S.K.I.N. group is already a good indication of weird”
“No, it’s like... don’t you get the feeling that we’re missing out something? Like the answer isn’t as far flung as you’d like to think?” the redhead stated, “I mean that the answer could be right under our noses...”
“What do you mean?” Miyavi asked, curious, “Are you saying that the person responsible for the whole thing is someone we know?”
“Well, if it was” Yoshiki started, flicking the picture in his hand and back in to the table, “It’s obviously not one of us”
What followed was a rather awkward silence.
“This is... starting to get... well... I don’t know” Miku couldn’t help but say out loud in a nervous voice, it’s been in his head for a long time too. That what if, the person who took their picture was just somewhere near them, maybe one of them in this very room, “I mean... I don’t know...” he looked around, shifting his eyes from one side to the other.
“I’m amazed at how he got the whole school was tricked into thinking that Bou was a Red Card again” Miyavi said, as he did he gripped Bou’s hand slightly tighter than before.
“No, not a lot of people were given that message... just the select few who are Miyavi’s loyalist and will do anything for him on a whim” Yoshiki said.
“We’ll figure this out” Sugizo said confidently, “I mean... this is nothing new, it’s not like this hasn’t happened before. We just have to keep cool”
“You know what should be happening right now?” Yoshiki grinned at the couple, and eyeing their clasp hands with a small grin “You two shouldn’t be here right now, what are you doing worrying about stuff you shouldn’t when you should be worrying about how you’re going to... get to know each other”
“Stop trying to shift the topic” Miyavi said while letting go of Bou’s hand in a flat second the moment he realized the other man saw their hands. The blond felt a bit hurt that the older boy was still a bit shy when it comes to some things, but he just took a small breath and looked down at his now empty hand.
“Come on” the red haired playboy stood up, went over to his friend and placed a hand over his shoulder. “This is your time with Bou-chan, don’t waste it mulling over something me and Yoshiki can take care of this, you know how we work. Give or take tomorrow after we’ll have the detail down to the guy’s shoe size and where he does his-”
“I get it” Miyavi said raising a hand so he won’t have to listen to the other guy babble on, “I get your point! You don’t have to drag it all around!”
“Hey, I’m just trying to be a good friend over here” Sugizo said, putting an arm over Miyavi’s shoulder and softly pulling Bou closer to Miyavi, “Come on, leave it to us! Go have some fun... do whatever! You can’t be here all gloomy and sad!”
“Yeah, Bou-chan” Miku nodded trying to join, “I mean, you had a rough week... you should get together and stuff. It’s better that way”
“But...” Bou looked down shyly trying to hide the fact that he was starting to blush a bit, “I mean...”
“You know what guys?” Yoshiki said as he stood up, “We should just leave these two alone, I mean... thinking about it... I guess we’re the ones troubling them”
Sugizo thought about it for a moment and completely agreed to that statement, “Yeah... You know, we should leave you two to contemplate and all those things you silly lovers do”
Miku actually pouted at the idea, wanting to see the lovers and whatever they do. But before he could even comment or say a word, the two playboys pulled the other boy along with him. He just uttered a small good bye to his friend and even tried to get back in the room:
“Hey, Bou-chan, if you need anything...!” Miku said in a rather concerned voice, “I mean like... you know... anything!”
“Come on! You’re ruining the mood stupid!” the redhead pulled the brunette out of the room and closed the door. Finally leaving the two on their own for the first time since they got together; Miyavi looked at the door a bit weirded out at the fact that everyone was so intent on wanting to leave them alone. Bou just looked down, smiled and put a hand over his face and tried to stifle a giggle.
“Um...” Miyavi said first, he looked at the blond before he sat down and tried to think of what he was going to say. Eloquence was never one of the ore-sama’s strongest points but he was trying. It was getting better though. The side of his lips twisted up into a smile as he scratched the back of his head and looked down on the floor as if it could help him think of what he was going to say, “I... you’re... you’re okay now right?”
“Me?” the petite student looked at the tall boy, he nodded his head, “I’m really fine, like... right now, I’m okay and all...”
“Well, that’s good” the ore-sama his head going up and down at the statement, “That’s really nice to know... I mean, I just want to make sure you’re... You’re not uncomfortable because... you’re not supposed to. You know that right?”
“Yes Miyavi”
The ore-sama sighed and looked around, “Look, do you want some chocolates? I could go ask someone to get something... Or a drink? Are you thirsty? Do you want to eat now? We don’t have to stay here...”
“Miyavi, it’s okay” Bou said, latching on to Miyavi’s hand, “Don’t stress yourself out okay?”
“I just want to make you happy”
Bou didn’t say a word but just lifted himself up and kissed Miyavi. He didn’t know what prompted him but it felt so natural to do it, he had to stand up though seeing as the ore-sama was taller than him. He went and slowly grabbed for Miyavi’s hand, wrapping their fingers together as they continued, Miyavi’s eyes were wide open at first staring at Bou but slowly he mellowed and his other hand went over to Bou’s back. He slowly pulled Bou to him, hearing the little blond boy squeak as their lips parted from each other and he made Bou sit on his lap.
The blond looked at Miyavi, he was surprised of course, he fidgeted a bit on Miyavi’s lap not exactly feeling comfortable but he still has yet to actually get himself off.
“I’m sorry for what I did” Miyavi said, as his hand held on to Bou’s, his grip tight as if letting it loose would make the blond boy disappear, “I... I didn’t.... I don’t know what got over me, I was stupid”
“No... I understand you’re still not used to this...” Bou looked at the other, his lips forming a small smile, he bowed down a bit, “You’re... I don’t know...”
“It’s just...” Miyavi leaned in a bit close to the blond, “I just want to be with you all the time now... I mean, it sounds fucking stupid and it’s ridiculous... But god, I just want to make it up to you, everything Bomb shell... I mean Bou”
“You can call me what you like” Bou laughed, “I don’t mind”
“I know I did something stupid and it was letting go. I shouldn’t have... I mean, I let go before and look what happened between us?” Miyavi said, shaking his head while he brushed some of Bou’s hair with his hand, “I should have held on and should have listened, protected you before you got hurt but... I just fuck things up”
“Miyavi, I’m telling you its okay...”
“No, it’s not” he rested his head on Bou’s shoulder, “I mean, I told you before, I’m not very smart and I just... try to not face the problem. I beat people who get in the way because I thought just getting rid of the problem would be the easiest thing... But it’s not; it’s just pushing away things and all that... It’s not supposed to be like that-”
“Miyavi” Bou wrapped his arms over the ore-sama, “Shut up for a moment, okay?”
“I’m sorry, you’re right I’m a dumbass... can’t even make you happy... what the fuck is wrong with me, right? I’m just...”
“Miyavi”
“I’m sorry, it’s just that... I really want to know who did this. Fucking bastard made you suffer” Miyavi said, grabbing the blonde’s hand and connected their fingers together, “I can’t let this guy go around still out there-”
“Come on... I was a Red Card” the cross dresser laughed, “I’ve been through a lot already, it’s no big deal”
“You’re... I just... I just don’t want to see you hurt that’s all”
“I’m not hurt right now”
“No, duh...” Miyavi said, shaking his head while he continued to hold on to the blonde’s hand, “But what about tomorrow? Or the day after that... Bou, I just want to be there and to protect you”
Bou kissed Miyavi’s cheek, “Come on, let’s not talk about this right now, okay? I mean, after all...”
“Hey” Miyavi lifted his head and smiled at the blond.
“What is it?”
“We’re doing... we’re actually a couple, right?” the ore-sama said, looking down at their clasped hands and at how close they were. Bou was about to pull his hand away from him, apologizing to him in a small voice asking if he was feeling awkward with the whole act. But instead the tall boy just kept his hold on the blonde’s hand, “No... I like it. I don’t know, I guess I’ve never been like this with anyone else... I mean I find it so fucking weird...”
“I know what you mean... I mean, no one has gotten this close... I mean” Bou couldn’t believe he was the one struggling for words this time. Miyavi listened carefully and intently, trying his best not to let the side of his lips lift when he realized how awkward the blond must be feeling, “... It’s not that no one has been this close... just that you know... like... Kind of like... as if you’re like something.... sort of different... It’s like...”
“It’s like that” Miyavi chuckled, didn’t want to trouble his... boyfriend, girlfriend, whatever. He didn’t want him to go through the trouble of having to find the right words when it was basically right there, in between them.
Bou paused and looked at the tall boy, the side of his lips lifting as he shook his head, laughing with the other boy as they continued to hold on to each other.
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Miku couldn’t help it as he stole a small peek at the scene in the room before he was pulled back by a pair of rough hands. He was about to scream and shout when one of those hands got over his mouth and prevented him from making any noise. He looked up and realized it was just Sugizo, who with Yoshiki made that “Keep quiet” move by putting a finger by their lips.
“Don’t make too much sounds” Yoshiki whispered as they slowly dragged him away from the room.
The small brunette felt a bit disappointed that he couldn’t get to see his friend in his moments- even though he should be respectful enough as to at least give him the privacy. But as he was pulled further and further away from the cute moment between those tow, he couldn’t help but just sigh and follow those two.
“You should know better than to spy on your own best friend” Sugizo said, smiling at the other as they finally got out of ear shot from those two.
“I was just really curious...” Miku pouted when the redhead finally let go of him. He fixed himself a bit before he looked at them again, “And besides... I know you want to see it too!”
“How they’re going to make out?” Sugizo pondered, “Yeah, I’m a bit curious on how he’s going to pounce on Bou, I mean... it’s either Bou or Miyavi, those two are so energetic. I’m still betting on Miyavi, though he’s basically stupid on these kinds of things-”
“Speaking of energetic... you noticed something about those two?” Yoshiki stated with a thoughtful expression on his face, “Like... how they’re kind of... not exactly like they were before?”
“Oh... I know what you mean” Miku nodded as he shifted his attention to the blond, “Bou doesn’t call Miyavi dumb ass anymore... That’s a big improvement from where I’m standing”
“Well, you know... The power of love” Sugizo chuckled, while rolling his eyes.
“Come on, just give them their fun, those two have been through a lot and they deserve each other” Yoshiki nudged his friend softly on the shoulder, “And if Miyavi needed... help, we are always here to give him whatever advice he needs”
“I’m so weird out by this!” Miku confessed with a laugh.
“Don’t be, after all... Fucking is a serious business” Yoshiki said in an almost solemn voice, to which Sugizo nodded wholeheartedly.
“If you’re going to ask my opinion on this” Sugizo announced out loud, “I’m just proud of Miyavi. I mean look at him, he’s mellowed a bit. Not exactly to say he’s laggard but compared to how he was before... He’s just better, he thinks before he acts and there’s this air about him... that’s... That’s just different and by different I mean it in a good way”
“Only Bou could do that” Yoshiki nodded while looking at Bou’s best friend, “To be honest, when I first saw him... her, or whatever, I never really thought of anything special about him. So he’s a cross dresses? Big deal, you should check out Gackt’s half-brother”
“Yeah you should” Sugizo rolled his eyes and chortled, “You couldn’t tell he’s a guy until... a little later”
“Who’s Gackt?” Miku couldn’t help but ask.
“Oh, he’s one of our members... but he’s moving to France in a couple of weeks. So he’s really busy right now, arranging things and getting everything in position before he goes” Yoshiki supplied for the brunette and then added, “But I don’t know... as much as Gackt loves Mana, he loves Japan just as well”
“We want to help him too but this whole affair between those two... it’s really eating most of our time” Sugizo added.
“Oooh...” Miku nodded.
“And besides, Gackt can manage without us... That’s how he operates anyway, he’s a smart guy” the redhead smiled, before he put a hand over his chin and proceeded to think, “But I have to wonder... I mean, I met him the other night and all he said to me was... Reverse. I can’t figure out what he meant by it though”
“Maybe... um, when you said that he likes Japan and stuff... He actually meant otherwise?” Miku tried to pitch in, but knowing full well he really can’t help.
“No... I don’t think that’s what he meant... But still, I can’t help but feel the answer is just somewhere” Sugizo looked at the blond and brunette, “I mean, Gackt isn’t the best advise giver on earth, but when he actually does... He pulls this cryptic shit, and we all have to figure out what it means”
“Do you think it has something to do with Bou and Miyavi?” Yoshiki looked worriedly at the other two.
“You know, the only thing that comes to mind with the word reverse and those two...” Miku cringed at the thought as he decided not to finish his sentence.
“Please... don’t say another word” Yoshiki pleaded, “I’m having horrible things going on in my head-”
“Fuck... now it won’t go away” the redhead complained as he closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth.
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The cross dresser and the tall ore-sama were out going around the city, looking at clothes in different stores, eating food from random stalls they see along the way, holding hands and actually doing the things people do when they’re on a date. And for some reason, it actually looks as if they’re having fun, Bou wasn’t bickering and Miyavi hasn’t said one curse word from the moment they left the house. The blond was giggling and pulling the tall boy close to him, and all Miyavi could was happily hold him, looking rather smug at how the blond would always look up to him with those sweet eyes.
It’s been days since the latest of their tragedies and all they want is just to spend as much time together as they can.
“Look at that” the blond exclaimed, “That looks really nice...!”
“Do you want one?”
“No! That’s too expensive!” Bou would shake his head fervently.
“Expensive? What’s a few thousands yens for you?” Miyavi smiled, messing Bou’s hair up a bit while he looked at the dress the blond was staring at, “I just want to make you happy, remember?”
“Seriously” Bou pushed Miyavi away from him and rolled his eyes, “Don’t be so cocky”
“I’m not being cocky!” the older student replied, his lips curling, “Look, if you want that... dress in that store over there, I’ll... give you five... ten... No the whole store!” he said motioning the whole thing.
The blond laughed and ran forward away from the ore-sama who watched him with a bewildered look on his face.
“Well...?” Bou said, as he turned back and saw Miyavi was just standing there, doing nothing but gawk at him. He stuck his tongue out at the other boy and teased him, “What are you waiting for? You pointed at the wrong store... I wanted the one over there”
Miyavi lifted a brow before he followed and ran after the blond, couldn’t help but chuckle as he tried to catch up to Bou.
Ever since what happened to them, Bou bit by bit changed himself. If this was going to work, then everything shouldn’t be from Miyavi only- one of the things the cross dresser realized. He should adjust to the taller boy, if he was going to be with Miyavi, he might as well be honest with how he feels.
“Let’s go get some ice cream, Miyavi” Bou begged while he held one of Miyavi’s hands, looking up at him as if he was a little kid asking his mother for some treats “Please?”
“Aaah... you’re always hungry” the other replied with a small smile as he patted the blonde’s hair, “We just ate a while ago”
“But I’m hungry...!”
“Okay, okay, fine” Miyavi bent down and kissed Bou’s cheek, “We’ll go get you some ice cream”
He was walking in the middle of the crowd, a few meters away from the couple. The distance was great that the two wouldn’t know they were being watched. It was enough that he could see them; look at the happy couple trying to tease each other in their own ways. In the pits of his stomach, he couldn’t help but feel so fucking furious at what he sees.
Why are they so happy? They shouldn’t be happy; Miyavi doesn’t deserve that kind of attention. He was nothing but a fucking cold hearted bastard. If anyone deserved this kind of happiness, that should’ve been him.
He didn’t exactly factor that of all people, the blond was going to fall so madly in love with him. To be honest from where he stood he actually thought the blond wasn’t going to get anywhere near that ground. But with him falling in love, it made some of the plot easier, but all his planning went down the drain when his latest ploy was busted. And he couldn’t help but beat himself; he was such a fucking weakling.
But this time, he’s not going to let him out of his sight. This time, there won’t be any more beating around the bush. He’s just going to go straight ahead and pull the fucking trigger.
He gritted his teeth, staring at them, through his expensive sunglasses and branded hat that was good enough to get most of his face concealed. To the random person, he was just another of those people who liked to dress up a bit. He was hiding his identity without having to look so suspicious. For a while, he’s been following those two, and each time he tries to just convince look away. Drop this whole thing before it leads him to a fucked up situation. But every time he looked at the smile plastered all over the ore-sama’s face, all he could was curl his fingers deep into the skins of his palm. The pain in his hand calming him down, trying to put him back in his place though it didn’t do anything to take away the anger and jealousy he feels.
Miyavi. Does. Not. Deserve. This.
Bastards like him aren’t supposed to be given this, they do not deserve this. Bastards like him are the reasons why people like him are left out in the cold. Because of that fucking conceited jerk, he could never see him again.
It was the ore-sama’s fault. No one else’s and before he leaves, he’s going to make sure the ore-sama pays and he’s going to make sure the ore-sama will know how it feels being left behind. He will let the ore-sama know how it feels when the world crashes behind you.
And he will make sure; this time, he will not miss that son of a bitch.
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Tetsu’s head lifted up, he was confused, and it was that strange feeling in his chest again. He was sitting by a cafe, drinking latte and reading a book when he felt a voice call out to him. In reality, it was more of a voice talking to him in the back of his head. That small tone that was usually silent, non-existent in most of his reality but when it works up... When he hears its little sound, that’s when he knows there is something wrong.
The problem is, it only makes itself heard when it concerns a certain person.
He looked at the crowd, his eyes darting left to right wondering. The many people that usually didn’t bother him suddenly making claustrophobic all of a sudden. His eyes scanned the throngs of people, trying to identify a face a he knows but somehow failing to pinpoint the source of his sudden worry. He closed his book, and stood up.
It was the stress again, eating up the time that he was supposed to be using for de-stressing himself. He wanted to at least breathe the Japanese air one more time before leaving it all behind.
“God...” he muttered under his breath as he flicked open his phone, he was going to call his chauffer to come and pick him up. Ever since that, public transport made him queasy; and ever since then, no matter where he was, he always made sure he can have someone to pick him up.
“Tanaka, yes... Here at Fourth Avenue Cafe... I’ll wait... just call again when you’re here” tetsu nodded before he put down his phone and pocketed it.
And then his heart skipped a beat.
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He was this close, one more step and all he had to do was just raise his arm. Pull the trigger and he knows this is where it’s all going to end.
They would never know it was him; the many people would cover him up. The many screams and the panic will just carry him away and as much as he would like to see that son of bitch die slowly with a bullet lodged on his chest, he’ll settle with the news all over television and pictures of his carcass on the papers.
But he stopped.
He didn’t know what made him stop but before he could even pull out the gun from his hidden pocket he saw something he didn’t expect. Almost as if an invisible force pulled his attention away from all the anger and hate he had towards this one person, toward Miyavi and made him look to a direction that was opposite of where he was facing the ore-sama.
There he was standing a good distance away from him, even with this so much people between them. Even with the many masks he puts on, it was almost as if those dark brown eyes of his could penetrate so many barriers just so he can reach out to him and hold on to conscience.
And like the ever time he see those eyes, his hand loses its grip and all he could do was just stare. He bites his lip, that tinge of guilt running its course all throughout his system, knowing full well that he was just found out by all people... by him. He wanted to turn away, take his eyes off of him or else he’ll lose his mind again right after everything.
And that’s when it happened again.
He looked away from me.
The other’s eyes, those usually kind orbs of his... They closed with that expression of tired resignation before he turned away from him as if rejecting him one more time.
You’re a bad person.
Who am I to believe?
They were right. They were all right.
You’re...
I don’t know what you are anymore.
I’m scared of you.
Before he knew it, he broke into a run.
He was so sick of himself; he put a hand over his mouth and all he could do was break away from the flow of the crowd. Get out of here as fast as he can so he can finally get enough space and breathe. His eyes were starting to water- he was so fucking disgusted with himself, it was the most horrible feeling in the world.
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“Oh my god, Look at this!” Bou held a stuffed teddy bear made out of red plaid clothe with a blue green ribbon hanging by its neck, “Isn’t this cute? Don’t you want to hug him tight? He looks so sad!”
Miyavi lifted his head while Bou continued to ogle at the cute stuffed toys they come across to. He didn’t know what it was that made his defences all on high. He shifted his eyes left to right, for a moment ignoring Bou’s comments on the toys and looking around. There was something wrong. The tall ore-sama walked a bit further out of the store, scanning the place a bit. Trying to look for something he wasn’t exactly sure of.
He shrugged his shoulders and decided to hell with it before he turned around was hit by a random passerby who seemed to be in a hurry.
“Hey, you fucking bastard!” Miyavi shouted after he landed on the floor after getting hit by the guy who didn’t even bother to stop and say sorry for what he done.
Bou ran out the store the moment he saw Miyavi fall down, he lowered himself to his boyfriend and looked at him worriedly, “Miyavi, are you okay?!”
“Yeah... I am... that fucking idiot...” Miyavi glared at the direction to where the guy disappeared to, even when Bou already helped him up his eyes were still trained at where the other sped off to, “That jerk’s thankful I didn’t get a chance to see his face... I would’ve fucking killed him right now”
“Hey” the blond tugged Miyavi’s arm, “Come on... don’t think about it... Meevs, it was just an accident, okay?” Bou pulled Miyavi’s face to him, “Don’t. Please?”
“Fine” Miyavi agreed though feeling a bit peeved at what just happened.
“That’s a good boy” Bou went on tiptoes and kissed the ore-sama lightly on the lips, “Now... let’s go okay? Take a walk and stuff, the park is just near here, it’ll help you calm down”
“Fine” Miyavi repeated, then he looked down at the blond with a small relieved smile and this time, it was Bou who pulled his hand and took him away.
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Tetsu was staring outside the window of his car, searching through the many people.
Was it really him? He looked different but he couldn’t really tell. Then again, he didn’t get to see his face properly. It was possible they had the same structure, the face and the body all made to be the same. It could’ve been his lips and cheeks; it could’ve been his nose and hair. But his eyes were covered.
He saw everything but his eyes were hiding behind dark shades.
They could’ve the same body and face but it didn’t have to be him.
Tetsu pulled himself away and sighed.
It must’ve been his imagination.
A/N: I... am weird. I actually cringed when I read this... *cough*
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