The PuppetMaster and the Doll

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The air hung thick and damp that Tokyo autumn, and the fog seemed thick enough that one could slice through it with a razor and serve it on a platter for supper. It was one of those evenings, the kind you read about in mystery novels; the kind of evening that would be perfect for a murder... It was also an evening perfect for the shooting of a Malice Mizer PV.

The warmth and comfort of the dressing rooms behind the PV stage were more Mana's speed, he could sit, and fuss with the curls on his wig, making sure they were placed perfectly, along with perfecting his already flawless makeup. The porcelain faced doll stared at his reflection in the mirror, going over every pore in his face; he was searching, hunting for one imperfection which he was SURE the fans would see when they watched the PV... Much to his pleasure, no such imperfection was found.

Gackt however, was more pleased with the gloomy weather outside, a cigarette came to rest between painted black lips as those piercing eyes peered out into the fog... He knew he'd have to do it sometime, all he needed to do was say how he felt, or so he thought. He shook his head and expelled the last bit of smoke from the cigarette, before turning his heel upon the spent butt and returning inside to the dressing room back stage. There was Mana, his face stuck in the mirror... He was so engrossed in his makeup that he didn't even see or hear Gackt come in; he didn't even know that Yu~ki, Közi, and Kami were already out on the stage, ready to go.

Laughter from the other room told Gackt that Kozi had told one of his jokes, and the others were getting a kick out of it, as always. His boots tapped against the dressing room floor softly as he made his way across to his spot behind Mana, who was still engrossed in his reflection too far to see the handsome figure behind him. Gackt just looked at the same reflection the other was... In his mind, he thought everything was perfect. The false icy blue eyes, the way the golden locks framed his delicate already doll-like face.. The way the blue and white frills sloped from the bottom of his slender neck into the start of his dress. How he'd love to feel his skin touching that soft vanilla skin, he wanted to feel it, taste it...every last bit of it.

The vocalist gave a light shiver as he was broken from his thoughts and came back to reality, he'd gone into a slight daydream, and had ended up closer to the guitarist than he had thought. His right hand stretched out, and lay down lightly on Mana's shoulder. Mana, in return let out a yelp and jumped. "AIYA!..." He looked up in the mirror, and saw the reflection of Gackt's kind face and took a deep breath. "Gakuto-chan...you frightened me... I didn't know anyone else was in here...Is it time for me to be on stage.... I took too long, didn't I?"

Gackt's smooth, deep voice reverberated on the back of Mana's false golden spirals of hair... "Ne... you're fine... I plan on keeping you in here even longer, anyhow..." After that rather suggestive statement, he turned around Mana's chair, and remained looking him straight in the eyes. "I want to be with you Mana-chan... right now..."

Mana gave a chuckle and pressed a laced white hand against Gackt's chest, pushing him away. "Haha, very funny Gaku-san... it is time for us to go..." His hand pressed harder on Gackt, trying to get the vocalist to let him up out of the chair. Unfortunately for the fine-boned guitarist, he didn't budge a centimeter. "Okay... let me up, kudasai..." Mana was becoming impatient, and he stared into Gackt's eyes, his own eyes narrowing in agitation.

Gackt simply smiled, and allowed his honey-dipped voice to speak for him... "My my... Mana-chan... you are very beautiful when you're annoyed..." A soft chuckle, which would send a thrill to any fangirl's spine emitted from his throat. He remained in his place, it was as if it was a standoff... and he would not stand down... not from Mana.

Mana's eyes widened in a slight panic.... Gackt wasn't kidding... "Gaku-san...I like girls..." he was insistant, he wouldn't give in, even if the thought of making love to Gackt brought a thrill to his thoughts. His heart was beating faster than the wings of a hummingbird on a bright summer's day.

The vocalist's smile widened, and he leaned closer, allowing his warm breath to be felt upon the smaller man's beautiful neck. "Mana... I like girls too... but... I think boys have something to offer as well..." The hand which wasn't upon Mana's shoulder found a fold in the guitarist's dress, and his slender fingers followed it up, along with the curve of the man's leg, resting just beneath his groin. "Mm.... I know a way to tell if you like boys or not..."

Mana squirmed lightly, as the hand moved up his thigh.. "N..nani!?" This wasn't fair... Gackt was teasing him...and he was enjoying it... However, he'd be damned to hell if he let Gackt know that he was enjoying it... "S-stop kudasai!!" Indeed, he was becoming excited, as various thoughts ran through his head about what was about to happen, why here...why now?