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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