The Interview

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YoshikiXhide

One-Shot

This is really different than anything else I've ever written. My friend wanted a story that was short to read, amusing, but still cute.... Odd for my usual slight humor angst, but overall might be a nice read? Who knows! Reviews are appreciated!

~~~~~~~~Yoshiki~~~~~~~~~

The musical genius... Aka Yoshiki Hayashi was doing what he always did on a saturday night. In the city with all of it's glory. The great entertainment that filled every corner, and whole streets. All meant for a wild night. All meant for the masses, Rockstars and commoners... So what was Yoshiki doing?... Work, that's what. Fucking band had fucking left him to do all the fucking work!!!!! ALL THEY DID, WAS PICK UP THEIR INSTRUMENTS, STRUM THE DAMN THING A LITTLE, AND RUN OFF!!! Fucking band!

It was right around that very sad unfortunate time that someone decided to call. The shrill sounds of the phone just grated on his nerves even more if that were even fucking possible. If he'd been a bomb, he'd have gone off a long fucking time ago... and taken that whole fucking band, and whoever was calling him with him. Yoshiki reached out, screaming into the receiver loudly.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU FUCKING WANT!?"

"Ah... Yoshiki-Sama?"

If only he could have seen the horrified look on the secretaries face. Like he could magically curse her, or leap through the phone and strangle her with the chord... Or maybe just fire her, which was a possibility. She made a soft flustery nervous sound before she spoke again.

"I was just told to inform you that the new Shoxx interview is on your desk."

For a long moment, Yoshiki just glared at the phone. More work, great! FANFUCKINGTASTIC!!!! He barked a fine into the phone and slammed it down into it's cradle. It took about 15 minutes until he found the thick, Shoxx envelope. So much fucking WORK pilled on there...

As he read it, his brows pinched a bit more, and more and more... It was odd. Shoxx had a new segment called "questions of the fans by the bands". The fans gave two band members a long list of questions, and they interviewed each other? X had been chosen to head it off... That was great publicity!!! He wasn't so surprised to see hide was one of them, and the other was... Hm! Himself... Well, this was still good.

For the first time that day, the overworked producer calmed down, and leaned back in his chair. He'd just have to track hide down tomorrow.

~~~~hide~~~~~

"I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!!!"

hide blinked, lifting his head off of the soft satiny pillows. They were so nice... All expensive and imported, which meant they were niiiiice. In fact, they were so lovely he should just lay back down, snuggle into his soft warm cozy pi-

"hiiiideee!!!! ANSWER THE DOOR!!!", This time it was accompanied by loud banging.

Noooo why did people have to wake him up?! HIS PILLOWS WERE SO SOFT!!! DIDN'T ANYONE APPRECIATE FUCKING PILLOWS ANYMORE!? Noooooooo!!! He rolled around a bit and whined to himself. Who cared that his brother/manager/mechanic/cook/caretaker was knocking on the door!? Pillows! Soft comfy brand new silk cased pillllooooowssss..... Oooh and his blanket too, that was lo-

"hide!!! Yoshiki called! Get up and do what he wants before he sends assasins!!!!!!"

hide blinked again, sitting up and jogging to the door. After quickly unlocking it, he flung it open and hit his brother with one of the pillows before slamming it shut again.

"Why didn't you just say so!?"

About four hours later they were driving to the studio. One couldn't rush beauty!... Or... diamonds were a girls best friend... or uh... practice makes perfect. It was one of those, but he'd been too busy doing his hair. About halfway there he suddenly realized he had no fucking clue why he was going. When he asked his muttering bro, he said...

"Self Shoxx interview"

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!!!!!

The car coughed up smoke as it spun and swerved to a stop. hide, who usually cherished and loved his precious car, didn't seem to care about how he'd handled it. Instead he reached over and threw open the passenger door, ignoring the honks behind him.

"Hey! I love you little brother, but GET OUT!"

"WHAT!? HIDE!? ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?"

"I've been waiting for this for weeks! OUUUUTTTT"

"HIDETO!!!"

~~~~Yoshiki~~~~~

It had taken 4 and a half hours, but at least hide was here... Yoshiki played lightly with a strand of his hair. He didn't even bother to look over his interview questions... None could be that interesting... Oh well, it was still good for the band, so what harm would it do? For a brief moment he wondered where hide's brother was, but he pushed it off, clearing his throat and starting the recorder.

"Okaaay Yo-chan, you go first", hide tilted his head to the side and grinned.

"Eh okay... Eh... The fans want to know what you're always chewing"

"Who, meeee?", hide asked lightheartedly, pointing at himself with his pen.

"Yes you", the drummer said in a low aggravated tone.

"Bubblegum! Yo-chan your questions are a bit easier I think, let me ask mine first?"

He wondered for a brief moment, noticing hide's thick smirk, but unwisely choose to ignore it, nodding his head slightly, and readjusting his glasses.

"Okay, the fans want to know how large your penis is"..... after that was silence.... pure silence.

".................", See what I mean? Yoshiki didn't say a word until hide broke it.

"....................so?"

"........come again?"

"Your penis, how big is it?"

Yoshiki's jaw almost hit the floor. No way... this was.... How was he supposed to respond to that!? Well... maybe by saying but... No way!!! This was insane!!!

"I... I can't answer that!!!"

"Oh okay, how about another one on here. Oh look! This one is easy. Do you dye your hair?"

"Y-yes, I bleach it.... Ah WAIT! Just let me go now... Okay... Do you... get excited about... WHAT!?!??!"

"Yesss? Finish the questions!", hide asked, seeming way too excited by this.

"SEEING YOSHIKI NAKED!? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?"

"Yesssss I do get excited! I get pants happy. More so than women usually...."

"WHAT!?"

"Oh this is perfect for the next question! Do you ever imagine me naked?"

"W-W-W--W-W-WHAAAAAT!?!?!?!?!?!"

What the HELL was up with these questions!? This couldn't be serious, no way! Or maybe the real question should be, why had he imagined hide naked on numerous occasions? Maybe it was that slender build, he could imagine him curved up into a perfect arch, his name on his lips... Or with those strong features he could imagine him over him, those rough hands pinning him at the wrists... and WHAT THE HELL WAS HE THINKING!?

"Do you imagine me na-"

"NO! NO NO NO! OF COURSE NOT" ........ Although he just had been.

"Well, I imagine you naked"

"SHUT UP! Okay next question!!!" ....... Were his pants getting a bit tighter?

"Would you go on a date with hideee, aka me!?"

"No, that can't seriously be a question on there!!!!"

"Oh no, it really is, look"

hide held up the book, and sure enough, it was right there in plain writing. What the... What drug had the Shoxx employes taken while writing this!? Or sorting fan questions or whatever!!?"

"No! I wouldn't!"

hide seemed to mull it over a bit in his head. Why it made his pulse kick up a beat, he didn't know. hide finally leaned down and whispered loudly.

"What if I said I loved you?"

"Wha?"

"I lo-"

Breathing gone... Breath? Where did his breath go? It was in that moment that hide's brother threw open the door, looking worn and pretty pissed off. He was yelling about taking him home and a number of things, but Yoshiki couldn't get his eyes off hide.

"Oh well, it was worth a try. You can toss that thing. I made it anyway, haha", hide smiled a bit sadly, standing up and stretching as he went to follow that mad lunatic.

Yoshiki didn't know what he was doing, but the next moment he was up, with his hand around hide's wrist. Maybe it was random... sudden... and not even remotely what he'd planned for the day. Yet he felt it there...

"I love you", he whispered softly into the bright haired guitarists ear. hide just grinned widely, almost goofily in fact.

"I love you too... So how about a date next saturday?"

"I'm working saturday."

"I'll join you!"

Oh great... So NOW he'd join him.... Fucking band!!!!!