So I decided to write another Gakuhai for you guys. Don't know how good it will be but I will try my best. It's a little impromptu but I am going to continue... Leave some good reviews and suggestions for me. Let me know what to fix or whether it is a good idea to continue or not.
I apologize for any OOCness
Disclaimer: I do not own Gackt or HYDE. I own nothing but the plot
The town was quiet as the day began to come to a close. Evening was drawing to night as everyone began to arrive home from work and afterschool curriculums. Families happily greeted each other and prepared to recount events of the day as they feasted on a wonderful dinner. But, not every household was ever so peaceful. A door slams shut and running away from a house in the middle of the town is a young teen... His crystalline blue eyes are filled with tears as he runs towards a bridge that links the banks on both sides of a gentle flowing river. Crossing the bridge, the raven continues to run; over the grassy bank, along the path lined with beautiful blossoming trees, and up a hill where a cherry blossom tree sits at the very top. Once the teen reaches the top, he leans against the tree, gasping for much needed breath. The wind blows, causing plenty of cherry blossom petals to dance around the crying boy before following the wind's direction. Once the teen could breathe properly, he slid down to the ground. Through watery eyes, he watches as the sun begins to set, casting an orange glow as far as its rays could reach.
The silence was calming for the seemingly stressed raven and he was beginning to calm down as he sat by himself... until a shrill ringing came from his pocket; fishing out a cell phone from his jeans the teen checks the ID of the caller before growing angry. He stands up, pulls his arm back, and flings the phone in the direction of the river. From where he is standing, he can see the phone sail through the air before bouncing on the ground a few times to land on the river bank.
Worked up, he sits down again, wiping away the angry tears that were beginning to form in his eyes again. The sun is slowly disappearing behind the horizon line, bathing the world in darkness. As the warmth from the sun's rays finally recedes the teen hears a faint chuckle. Forgetting his tears for a moment, he stands up again and looks around. When he sees no one, he calls out in a soft and broken voice, "Who is there?"
Listening closely, he hears the soft laugh once more... it sounded like a woman's voice. A light shower begins to fall that quickly turns into a downpour. The teen ran a hand through his drenched black hair before calling out again and trying to peer through the dark and the rain, "Is anyone there?! Show yourself!"
"No need to get upset my dear..."
The teen whips around to face the cherry blossom tree and as his eyes adjust to the dark, he watches as an older woman walks out from behind the tree, an odd glow illuminating her form. His blue eyes widen as he takes in her beauty: Pale white skin, red lips, long lashes, emerald eyes, very long black flowing hair, and en elegant kimono. She was definitely not from the town and the boy started to wonder where it is she exactly came from... when did she even get there in the first place?
"Who are you?" he called out to her over the roar of the rain.
She giggled and moved closer to him, "Who are you?"
The teen was quiet for a moment before he replied, "My name is Gackt... Gackt Camui..."
The woman giggled again, "My name is Ayame." Ayame moved closer to Gackt, "Why are you out here so late Gackt? And why are you crying?"
Gackt scowled at the woman, "I'm not crying..." although it was quite obvious he was just crying...
"Aw... well, it might make you feel better if you talk about it..." Ayame was right in front of Gackt now, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Now that she was right in front of him, Gackt could feel a menacing aura surrounding the woman, and her hand was icy cold. He looked into her eyes and could have sworn he saw them flicker, the pupils turning into slits before switching back to normal. Suddenly wary of the seemingly nice woman, Gackt shook off the grip she had on his shoulder and backed away...
"I may not want to go back home, but I need to get going... uh, nice meeting you Ayame..." he quickly turned around and high-tailed it down the hill and back in the direction of the town and his home.
Gackt was just at the bridge, when he skidded to a halt. On the other side of the bridge, Ayame was standing there. The teen looked back in the direction of the hill in shock before looking back at the bridge where the woman stood. A flash of lightning blinded Gackt for a moment and when he could see again, he was startled to see the woman standing before him. She no longer had a face of beauty, but one of what looked to be an eternity of aging. When she smiled, her gaping mouth was full of razor sharp teeth. Ayame reached forward with blinding speed, her wrinkled hand wrapping itself around Gackt's throat. Gackt cried out and tried to break free, but to his surprise, Ayame grip was firm and unbreakable.
He heard her cackles over the thunder and drum of the rain, "With your wonderfully youthful body and soul, I'll look beautiful for the next two decades!" and with that, she lowered her head and ripped at the tender flesh of Gackt's shoulder. Gackt screamed and tried to break Ayame's grasp on him. He kicked and punched and wriggled but all that did was cause the tear in his shoulder to increase, caused more blood to run and more tissue to tear. When there was a sudden snarl from behind Ayame, only then did she release Gackt's shoulder to turn around with a growl of her own.
Ayame moved just enough that Gackt could make out the form of a wolf with two tails standing straight up, the shaggy sandy blonde fur dragged down as the rain drenched it. Its teeth were bared and ears were pointed, standing in a defensive manner, it let out another growl.
Ayame hissed at the wolf, "This is my prey! Go and find your own, mutt!"
The wolf snarled and rushed at Ayame, snagging her free arm. Ayame screeched and threw Gackt to the ground while she battled it out with the wolf. Gackt lay on his back, clutching his ripped shoulder in pain. When he heard Ayame's screech suddenly turn gurgled, he tilted his head to peer through the rain at the victor. Ayame collapsed onto the ground, the wolf's jaws clamped down on her neck. The wolf tightened its grip on the woman's neck before tearing it out. Gackt watched as Ayame's body disintegrated before his eyes; the wolf slowly began to approach him.
Gackt forced himself to sit up and began to stumble to the bridge... and tripped half way over. When Gackt looked back he expected the wolf to be charging at him with the intent of devouring him like the woman, but instead of a wolf, there was an older teen standing there in the wolf's place. Even in the dark, Gackt could make out the older boy's features: Long blonde hair hung down to the middle of his back, his brown eyes narrowed to see through the rain, and his figure slim, covered only by the baggy black trousers and large white shirt that was now drenched and clung to his form, revealing the toned body below. The blonde padded up to Gackt and settled down on his knees before him. Gackt stared into the caramel eyes, slightly scared of what the other male might do. He flinched and backed up when the older boy held out a fisted hand. The blonde pouted slightly before turning his hand around and opening it palm up to reveal Gackt's cell phone. Gackt slowly stood up and walked forward, as did the blonde. He took notice that they were the same height. When they were face to face again, Gackt quietly mumbled out, "Thank you... for saving me... I don't know... how I can ever repay you..."
The older boy said absolutely nothing and opted to just give a small smile of acknowledgement.
Gackt tilted his head to the side but the moment he did, he felt a dizzy spell come over him, so he tilted it back up, "Don't you speak?" he was now seeing double and closed his eyes, "What's your name?"
The blonde was about to reply but quickly stepped forward instead to catch Gackt when the younger raven swayed where he stood and fell forward, the loss of blood getting to him.
Gackt felt himself being lifted up bridal style by the older boy, but his vision began to grow very hazy. As Gackt began to drift off, he remembered hearing a soft, melodic voice whisper next to his ear, "You can repay me later Gackt, when you're older... more mature... For now, just remember Hyde..." and then he blacked out completely.
So... whatcha think? TBC...?