Zone

Sunday, August 02, 1998

Notes: I wrote this after listening to pink spider (ah, but it has nothing to do with the song) and just read the blurbs of too many lemon fics. Just the blurbs. So I was thinking: What if Yoshiki gets trapped in a room with hide? And, forgive me if you find things offending. Please don't sue me. And another thing. I had never seen any audio of X Japan, and never read most of the interviews. So I don't know their characters. Then again, the seed of writing this was planted when I read Yoshiki's speech. I know it's not meant to be that, but… sorry…

Warning: This is lemon. It is not meant for even people of my age, but you may read it, I don't really care. It's whether the authority cares or not, but heck, you're the one reading it. And for those of you who hate yaoi fics, you can leave too. I'm not losing any flesh. ~^_^~
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Drunk they were, heads spinning from the alcohol. The pressure had been getting to them. "Yo-chan…"

"Quit callin' me zat… I'm not a kid." He wasn't feeling very well either. Despite the snow outside and the not-working-so-well heater, he was feeling hot. "Pass the beer, Hide.."

"Yo-chan…" He shoved a can at Yoshiki, feeling himself slumping to one side. He muttered something incoherent and then felt both eyes sliding close.

"Don't ya dare sleep on me…" He threw the can at Hide, and it hit him on the forehead.

"OW!" An eye opened and a fist flew out. It landed directly on Yoshiki's chest and the latter flew back, stunned for a moment.

Quickly, as if by instinct, he caught his hand before it withdrew and twisted it. Hide snarled, and Yoshiki twisted it till he went falling down, sprawled on the floor.

Yoshiki proceeded to sit on Hide's back, ignoring some protests from the other man. "Don't you move."

The air had wheezed out of his lungs long ago and he was in no mood to reply. His ribs felt as if they were going on a riot. Still, he managed to squeeze a phrase out. "Go to hell."

"Yeah, to hell you'll be when I break your bones."

Finally, he gathered scraps of his breath and tried to shake Yoshiki off. It was much of a chore and he had not succeeded. Yoshiki was so much heavier than he. Finally he stopped while Yoshiki still sat straddled on his back, almost breaking his bones. "Okay! Now GET OFF!"

Yoshiki looked down at the pink haired figure beneath him for a moment and hoisted himself up, with much difficulty. The alcohol had told him that it was better to stay still. Still, he did. It was Hide's wishes, and, anyway, if he didn't, he would most probably crush his bones. Just as Hide was getting up, Yoshiki felt a jerk on his ankle and fell down again. Hide fell face-down onto the hard floor again and Yoshiki landed onto Hide, his bare chest pressing against Hide's back.

"Oaf!" Hide felt the once gathered air whoosh out again, and wondered what for did he do such a stupid thing as get drunk with Yoshiki.

The room was getting hotter now.

Silence engulfed like darkness did, and heat flushed up to Yoshiki's face. Whatever the silence was for, it sure wasn't of any help. So long he had compressed the feelings, and now was not the time to let it go. Never, though once or twice the words had slipped through, but both of them were drunk and Hide never remembered it. But if he let it come rushing all out, tomorrow they would remember and they would regret it. He never wanted regret, there were too many in his life.

But the pain which resided in his chest told him too much.

Silently, he got up, and ran towards the door, stumbling over some things which lay on the floor.

"Yoshiki!" Hide's voice called at him, but he did not stop. His hand caught hold of the knob and began to turn. But the doorknob would not budge.

"Hide…?" His frightened eyes turned to look at him.

His dark eyes looked at him, his dark eyes so dark that they seemed red. "You keep writing about roses, Yoshiki."

Bewildered. "Nani…?"

Hide's eyes burned. "Rose…"

Yoshiki backed into the door. The atmosphere seemed to be choking. "Hide…?"

Both hands pinned him to the door, and his eyes gazed into Yoshiki's endless depths. Yes, red too… Just as his was. "Rose…"

His heart was beating madly. What was Hide intending to do? What? What was he thinking? He opened his mouth, ready to demand for an explanation, but no voice came out. Was it the alcohol that was making him having hallucinations, or was it the culprit which fogged Hide's mind?

Hide… His presence filled him, making him squirm in discomfort, discomfort that everything felt so right. Hide…

He landed a kiss on his lips, his hands clasping both of his tighter, so tight that it ached. He kissed him, his tongue forcing Yoshiki's lips apart, forcing his teeth to give way, forcing to meet with his tongue. Yoshiki tensed, his tongue unsure at first whether Hide was in the sane side. Decidedly not. But the pain in his chest began to grow, and warmth took over his insides. The desire was so great, so great…

Let me just be insane for one night… Let me forget about morals… Forget…

His own hypnotic thoughts took over and he felt his tongue responding. Hide began to release his hands, moving to caress soft feather like touches on Yoshiki's neck, then, higher, moving Yoshiki's head away from the door, feeling the soft brown hair beneath his touch.

Illuminated morals only cause confusion. The heart should have been the one they listened to.

Their kiss grew deeper and deeper, more and more passionate as the seconds ticked by. But none of them knew the presence of time. It would be eternity, though the night may end.

Hide's hands began to sift through his hair, his nails beginning to scratch his scalp. Yoshiki moaned in pleasure simply at the touch of it, simply at his touch. The warmth of Hide's fiery fingers, setting everything aflame.

Slowly they fell to the floor, Hide on top, both men locked in that long passionate kiss, both men taking their lives in their hands, instead of letting morals rule over.

Suddenly, Hide stopped, his eyes gazing again into Yoshiki's, his eyes betraying his innermost thoughts, his deepest feelings. Then his leaned down again, for one brief touch of both's lips, then, kissed his nose, his brow, his face, his ears… And moved down to devour his neck, to explore his chest, to flood his own mind with his love's presence, his love's body, his love's soul… Just for that night, that tragic night.

Yoshiki moaned, feeling himself succumbing to that fiery presence of Hide's feeling heat flush everything to deep red, feeling his flesh melt with this heat. It was that wanting, needing of one person that burnt deep into his soul crying out. The carpet was soft under his back, but he could not recognize it. Everything seemed endless.

It was that love that made everything feel so right, and it was that passion that their hearts knew, as much as it was the pleasures of mind and body locked in embrace.

"Hide…" He whispered, through the blankets of pleasure overwhelming him, feeling Hide's soul touching his own. Everything did not feel like it did when he had it with others… When he just did it for the sake of doing it. It was the same with both, because both of them never knew that that night would ever come. Because they needed a place to let go of their feelings, and because they did not want to be discriminated.

But now everything in reality did not matter. Nothing would ever matter, for they had waited so long, so long…

Hide's tongue flicked its way down Yoshiki's tight stomach, reaching his pants' top. With swift deft fingers he unlocked the hook, and undid his zip. Hide immediately kissed the bare naked flesh, which was revealed in the dim light. Many a times he had seen Yoshiki clad in nothing, smiling seducingly enough to make any man be willing to die just to have him for one night.

Then he moved his hands again, to wriggle him out of his undergarment. Yoshiki smiled at Hide, whose eyes were burning more and more intensely. It was a tense, but happy smile, that said, "I'm glad that it's you and no one else who's here with me." Hide immediately felt his heart melt like it never did before, burning itself into cinders.

Yoshiki twitched as Hide kissed him on the lips, then moved back down to do his work. His moans began as Hide's fingers caressed his inner thighs. It felt so good. So right, as if each move had been planned by fate. Hide parted his legs a bit, and Yoshiki felt heat building up from his groin. Hide tugged at his hairs, and watched in amusement as Yoshiki's leg shot up. Obviously no girl he screwed had ever done that before, but Hide knew more than enough to make anyone feel good. He lovingly caressed his upper thigh, holding it in place as his fingertips brushed their ways between both of Yoshiki's legs. It made him moan again, with pleasure enough to engulf.

Then he brushed his sensitive parts, avoiding his semi-erection altogether, and sweat dripped off both of their brows. It felt so hot, so burning hot…

Everything faded into a blur as Hide's lips caressed his semi-erection, and his tongue darted out deftly to embrace his wetness. Then he placed the whole thing into his mouth, all five and a half inches of it. The cave of his warm wet mouth was enough to bring him coming as his tip brushed the back. His liquid came surging out, like currents of a waterfall. It tasted so sweet, laced with saltiness and bitterness.

Panting, as the few ecstatic moments passed him by, he lay there with his back arched, his legs pressed against Hide's form, deprived of energy. Hide felt it go limp in his mouth as he drew it out, and gave it one last lick. Finally, he went up and kissed Yoshiki's lips again, gazing into Yoshiki's eyes, as their soul felt intertwined, so much together.

Yoshiki knew what he needed to do; he was no blockhead, and virginity had long said goodbye to him. He put both hands on Hide's shoulders, gesturing for him to lie down, and Hide shook his head. "You've always been the leader. Now I'm the master tonight."

Yoshiki nodded, as Hide smiled tensely. He got up, hands still pressing his shoulders. Hide took off his unbuttoned shirt, leaving his bare chest to glimmer in the dim light, and Yoshiki kneeled down, to wriggle Hide out of his pants. When Hide was finally free of his cumbersome clothes, Yoshiki stood up and wrapped his arms around Hide tightly. Holding him close, he began kissing him, his hands going up to toy with his short pink hair, then, trailed a finger down his spine, making him arch in delight. With a half-smile he moved his hands downwards, to his upper butt, trailing its curve. Hide moaned, and pressed his hands tightly against Yoshiki's back. Stopped for a moment, feeling Hide's warm body close, and let go of him.

Stepping back, he led Hide to lean against the painted wall, and began to brush his fingertips lightly across Hide's flesh down there, extracting moans. Finally, when he was sure that Hide was ready, he stood up, and let his back face Hide. Hide smiled to himself, and placed both hands on Yoshiki, drawing him closer. He licked a finger, and stuck it in. It went in, with some resistance, though it was not as hard as doing a virgin's would be. Then he withdrew it and placed it with another finger carefully into that tight little hole and stuck both all in. He withdrew then again, and then placed all three fingers, carefully, all going in. Yoshiki's muscles tensed, sweat dripping off his worn body. Hide began to stick another finger, too, in. Yoshiki moaned both with pain and that weird pleasure that the pain was bringing him. He was never quite used to have another man do that to him.

Finally, after a few seconds, Hide pulled out and began to thrust his erection into that hole. He brought it out, began to thrust in again, and repeated it a few times, until he fully penetrated the other man. Then he forgot everything when he felt himself coming, the temperature going up all the time, his sweat coming no end.

Yoshiki felt his vision blur as Hide's seeds flooded him, making his insides warm and ecstatic with that fluid.

They felt so intertwined that it was impossible to feel like a stranger in that love. Just that few moments, they were one in soul and body, as their sweat-slicked bodies slid against each others' in harmony.

Finally, panting, he drew out, and gently took hold of Yoshiki's body, hugged him tightly, wishing that he could say all the words he needed to say, and wanted to say… They laid down on the bed, worn out and exhausted, the alcohol no longer really getting to their heads, nothing being able to break their bond. Yoshiki kissed him, fully on his lips, and embraced once again, and neither could recall having fallen asleep.

***

The sunlight poured in from the window, illuminating everything in underwater float. Hide's face seemed so peaceful, so beautiful under that light of serenity… Just sleeping, saying nothing, breathing those breaths of rhythm… Yoshiki gave him a slight shake on the shoulder, wanting to tell him that his girl must have been waiting for him, but he went on sleeping. He shook him again, and again, but still those beautiful eyes would not open. Yoshiki gave up and smiled happily, wishing everything would never end, savoring every moment as the sun's light began to creep across the sky.

***

He looked into the coffin, could not believe that Hide was lying there dead. "Hide…" He sobbed silently, tears making their way down his cheek, and he was too stunned to brush them away either.

Pain ripped through his heart, shattering every memory that Hide had drawn last night into his mind, into his soul.

Nobody heard his whispered words as he turned away from Hide's sleeping face, sleeping… Forever. Not going to breathe any breath of life's rhythm anymore.

Aishiteru.

He had finally known what it took to say that.

But it was too late.

Everything had been so right… If only he would stay with him, forever and more… Maybe Hide thought that it had been just a dream. Maybe Hide thought that it was just the alcohol.

But too late, for all the "maybes".

He promised himself, that he would live on. That night was no dream, he could feel the bond. He could still feel Hide's soul entwine his.

Silently he left the stage, left reality. He had finally found love but he had let it slip through his grasp. Sayonara, Hide, sayonara…
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Author's notes: Finally! I finished it! Yippee! Yeah! Kinda sad though… *Sniff*. BTW please don’t sue me for slander or anything, just email me and I will immediately take this off my page and destroy everything if you want. (AND this only applies if you are either hide or yoshiki so lay off critics!!)

Anyway, this is my first X Japan fan fic and it HAS to be lemon… BWA! (trashes about) Horrible! Terrible of me! But then, I really like the thought of Hide with Yoshiki-sama… Hmmm… It just seems so right. Okay! Don't kill me! Just another thing… I really had been listening to Pink Spider throughout the process of writing this fic…

Can anyone translate it (Pink Spider) into English and e-mail me? If you want I'll provide the lyrics… PLEASE! Puh-lease… please… *puppy look*

Thanks for reading! Jya ne!

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