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Holes - HYDE/Gackt (1/1) 
Feb 02 09
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Title: Holes
Chapter(s): 1/1
Author: xxshamisen
Genre: Romance (?), AU
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Pairing: HYDE/Gackt
Disclaimer: Don't own anything except for my stories.
Summary: Gackt swore he could feel his back being pierced a hole whenever he's around.

Comment: For #94 of 15_minute_fic. I couldn't but feel guilty with not giving HYDE his birthday present, so I made a shorter version of it. Yes I will write a longer version of this fic, and I'll be using rheakurokawa's prompt~ ^^





Gackt swore he could feel his back being pierced a hole whenever he’s around.

It wasn’t like he didn’t like the attention – on the contrary, he really does, that coming with his being an image model and all. It wasn’t as if he was uncomfortable either; with so many eyes on him every second of the day, whether it be on person, on television, or on print, he just was immune with it.

There was just something in the way that Hyde looked at him that made Gackt feel… unnerved.

Of course it was inevitable for him not to meet the son of Takarai Enterprises’ owner on a daily basis. After all, someday Hyde was going to be the president of the company, and obviously Gackt was going to work for him. Hopefully he’d still be able to maintain his job as a model and not be kicked out, for he could never really tell what the other man is thinking. Whenever he’d catch Hyde looking at him, the latter would always turn away as if nothing ever happened, if not a bit disgusted with Gackt looking back at him. But those stolen glances always seemed soft enough for Gackt that if he didn’t know better, he’d bet that the other had a crush on him. So, it really wouldn’t be surprising if someday he’s gonna get fired, or hired as Hyde’s secretary instead of being a model.

The secretary idea is quite appealing to Gackt, too.

This is the fifteenth time that he’d caught the other man staring at him. Very discreetly of course as they were in a press conference and to Hyde’s side was his girlfriend, a beautiful lady whose name he could not remember for his life and subconsciously not really interested to remember. He could only wait for these damned reporters to stop asking their silly questions and useless banter so that he could pull Hyde into some (secluded?) place and give him a piece of his mind already.
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