Puzzle
Author
: himu
Pairing
: Sakura x Tetsu ( ZIGZO ) - for this part -
Author's
notes :
- A
big THANK YOU to those kind people who cared to respond
to part 1 of this fic and also my last two fics, "Pain"
and "Round and Round"! You know who you are! Thank you~~!!
*kisses and huggies* Hope you enjoy my future attempts
at fic writing. ^-^x
- Note
that the characters are not mine, but the grammar mistakes
are. (p_qx)
Part
2
I
flung the magazine away, sending it sailing across the table,
stopping just as it was about to dangle off the edge.
I
hate vacations. I hate having to do nothing but rest because
the others did not want to work. And I hate having to relax
because relaxation always brings to my mind things I most
certainly do not and should not want to think about.
"Irritable
today, aren't you?" He said, strolling into the living room
with nothing but a pair of faded jeans on. He smirked as
I scowled.
I
will not reveal his Name here. Not because it's a bad name
or anything, no. But rather because it is the /wrong/ name.
It's the name which still brings pain to my heart.
He
went into the kitchen, and I heard the sound of the fridge
door opening and shutting.
"Milk?"
He called.
"Juice."
Yes, I avoid drinking that sickly white stuff whenever I
can.
He
came out with two glasses in his hands. Offering me the
orange juice, he plopped down on the sofa beside where I
sat stretched out.
For
a moment we just remained motionless and quiet, except for
the little sipping noises when we drank our respective beverage.
Nice
Sunday morning. Band activity paused for a month. Blue sky
and birds and television. What perfect way to bore oneself
to death.
A
strange sound in the apartment. Quite near me. It was a
'fufufu' sort of sound.
I
noticed him chuckling.
"What's
so bloody funny?"
"That,
of course." He pointed his chin upwards slightly to indicate
the magazine I'd thrown across the tea table, at the same
time finishing off his milk.
"What
about that?" I pretended not to catch the meaning of his
knowing grin. Of course he'd be aware of the cover picture.
Or rather, /the people/ in the picture.
"It's
always them, isn't it?" He said.
I
stiffened. "Spare me whatever you want to say, would you?"
I told him.
He
laughed outright this time. "Touchy touchy."
"Shut
up."
He
grinned and leaned over to touch his lips to mine, purring.
"I'm sorry, Sakura."
I
grumbled. "Forget it."
He
pulled away and sighed, serious all of a sudden. "I thought
you'd gotten over /that/ already. The last time you--"
"I
said forget it, Tetsu."
He
went silent. He knew I only called him by his name when
I was really serious. But I was sure I didn't hurt him by
saying it that way. After all, he was probably my best friend
and lover now.
"Well,"
he yawned and, flashing an innocent smile at me, stood up.
"Are you going out today?"
"Maybe."
"I'm going to do some shopping. Care to accompany me?" He
suggested lightly.
"Spare
me that too, if you will," I answered sourly.
He
chuckled again. "I should've thought better than to ask
you. I know how much you hate shopping."
"With
everyone staring," I added.
He
snorted as if to say 'And aren't you a famous bastard?'
Taking my empty glass with him, he stepped past me and into
the kitchen again, before he returned to our shared bedroom
empty-handed, shutting the door.
I
sat there blankly. Then my mind wandered to the magazine
yet again.
He
was right. I still couldn't forget them, even after all
these years.
Before
I could stop myself I'd retrieved the magazine, staring
at the cover for a while before opening it, flipping the
delicate pages with care until I came to that familiar picture
again.
The
four of them grinning happily.
It
no longer stabbed me pain, seeing them together. That was
a long time ago. I had come to accept the fact that I wasn't
the one standing with them because it was I who abandoned
them. And the consequences were mine to suffer.
Now
it had become a gripping rue,so deep and overpowering it
often cut mercilessly into my very being, until I was nothing
more than a shallow body, a breathing void.
No
exaggeration, that.
With
a heavy sigh I turned the page. Coming into my eyes was
a photo that I absolutely hated and loved and could not
keep my eyes away from.
Hyde
and...Tetsu. Standing together, not an inch apart. I stared
at the raven-haired vocalist whom I used to know so well.
He was wearing that infuriating yet seductive smile of his,
which betrayed just a hint of what a perfect little demon
he can be when he chooses to, under the facade of an angel.
Perfection. How beautiful he was.
I
tore my eyes away from him and traveled to the other man.
Brilliant large almond-shaped eyes, framed by long lashes,
returned my gazes, staring at me yet unseeing. Smiling,
pink little lips stretched into a thin line as was his habit,
his face radiating tenderness so longed for by lost souls.
God, he looked so gentle and lovely I could not stop staring,
even though it pained me more than anything else to do so.
Must
you look so content and happy with each other? I thought
bitterly. Oh, it wasn't just because they stood close together.
Rather it was /how/ they stood together. A feeling of the
air captured between them. The way they seemd so /at ease/
next to each other.
I
sighed.
Or
I was just paranoid and imagining things. Hell, don't I
do that better than anyone?
"Oi,
Sakura."
I
looked up from my musings, startled, and saw him right behind
me, dressed casually in t-shirt and jeans.
"I'm
leaving now."
"Oh," I shrugged. "Have fun." If he had noticed the magazine
on my lap, he showed no sign of it. Well, except for the
little amusement dancing about his lips.
"Listen,
I have an idea."
"What?" I said, not really eager to know.
He
grinned. "I know a new private pub. Heard it's fun. Why
don't we go take a look around tonight?"
"Are you trying to cheer me up?" I said dryly.
"Oh!
Are you depressed?" He returned cheekily.
And
people said /I/ could be irritating.
"C'mon,
Sakura! You're not going to sit here and collect dust. It's
not like you!"
"And
I suppose you know me better than I do?"
He
ignored that comment and bent down, whispering against my
ear. "You want some fun, don't you? I know this vacation
which we all so cherish is driving you over the edge." His
warm breaths touched my ear, tickling my senses, sending
a shiver down my spine.
I put that magazine away. Reaching out for his shirt, I
pulled him tumbling over the couch into my arms.
"Sakur...!"
I
silenced him with a ferocious kiss. Half a second later
he was returning the favor with as much passion.
"Why
not have some fun right now?" I murmured huskily between
the kisses, against his lips. He moaned and tightened his
arms around my neck.
"Mmm..." Before I let myself drown in the raging sea of
pleasure, I saw that lovely smile in my mind's eyes again.
I almost cried out as it began to dissolve; and when it
did, my body ached all over.
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part 3 ---------------
One
little side note:
ZIGZO's music is quite good! ^^x I like Tetsu's voice~~
It feels weird writing him and Laruku no tetsu in the same
fic, though... *sweats*
*tries
to imagine*~~~~
"Er,
ah, nice to meet you, Tetsu-san," Tetsu, nervous and flustered,
said.
Tetsu
smiled softly. "Nice to meet you too, Tetsu-kun."
~~~~ORO...=_=x
