The True Banana Phone!

by Therapy Ai

Gackt called her on the phone and... Sugizo called him on the phone and he-- A complete oneshot parody humor mix. Slash but humorous! Yoshiki/Sugizo Hyde/Sugizo Miyavi/Fans while Gackt is struggling to keep his sanity from these crazy ppl! M to be safe!

No ownership of Miyavi, Gackt, Sugizo, Yoshiki, or Hyde!!! Or over Say Anything.

--ai.therapy

"I called her on the phone and she touched herself."

"She touched herself?"

"She touched herself." Gackt turned to the rest of the table, "I called her on the phone and she touched herself."

Hyde leaned forward, "What did you do?"

Gackt took a dear strand of Hyde's black hair into his fingers, "I laughed myself to sleep."

"She was this girl who I had met one noon. She chased me down before—"

"But you called her on the phone and she touched herself?"

Gackt nodded once again to Miyavi, "She touched herself."

"If I called her on the phone would she touch herself?" Yoshiki mumbled out as he took a sip of his own wine, approving. "Well I tried and I tried but--"

Sugizo: "If I called you on the phone would you touch yourself?"

"I'd touch myself" Hyde smiled, "I'd touch myself."

"I'd give you visions of my underwear."

He stood, the others watched as he began to stride around the room, "I'd take my pants and slowly pull them down, then take the phone and give it mouth-to-mouth."

"… I'd call you on the phone and you'd touch yourself..." Sugizo mumbled out, looking away as Hyde sat on the ground below him.

Yoshiki stood: "I'd touch myself."

Miyavi looked up, "He'd touch himself."

"But...if I called someone on the phone would they touch themselves?"

"We'd touch ourselves!" The crowd below the balcony chanted out, "We'd touch ourselves!"

Gackt shook his head, "I can't believe that I'm still sitting here…" He walked inside, to the bathroom. "You could be prancing in your underwear." Sugizo was lounging in the bath tub.

Gackt ran out of there.

"We wouldn't even try to joke around," Yoshiki was relaxing on the couch with Hyde on top of him, "We'd be too busy going up-and-down—"

"Oh god, vomit, vomit…"

"I'd call him on the phone and he'd touch himself—"

At this point, Gackt didn't know who the hell was singing it—

"We'd touch ourselves,"

"You'd touch yourself—"

"I called her on the phone and she touched herself—"

… I laughed myself to sleep.