Note: In a world FAR FAR AWAY THAT DOESN'T TRULY EXIST AT ALL ANYWHERE BUT IN MY MIND where the jrockers are mine to own and do whatever I please, there was an idea. That idea became the fic you are about to read. It was full of darkness, dreariness, and death. But there were bits of humor to lighten it up. SMALL bits of humor, mind you, and not enough to ruin the inky cloak thrown about this fic. And now......

Chapter 1

Hyde quickly spotted his raven-haired lover sitting, elegant as always, alone at a corner table. With a small smile, Hyde made his way to the other side of the fancy restaurant. One look at Gackt's attire and Hyde felt underdressed. The sophisticated-looking younger man was wearing a fairly expensive black suit with a red tie and his typical jewelry. Hyde simply wore a white shirt under an unbuttoned black shirt and black dress pants. He ran his fingers through his own dark hair before approaching the table and sitting down.

"If you don't mind, Haido, I already ordered for us. Our food should be out any moment." Gackt said without glancing up from the paperwork he was signing.

Sure enough, out came the waitress with a tray containing two plates of pork and vegetables over rice. She set down the food, being mindful of Gackt's small mound of papers. With a small grin and a slight blush, she looked from Gackt to Hyde. Hyde glanced up at her and gave a slight smile as he took in her appearance. Her brown-and-blonde hair was cut in a boyish bob. Her face flushed a darker shade of red and a soft giggle escaped her at Hyde's smile. The grin that manipulated her lips showed in the depths of her gray eyes.

"Arigato, Amber. That's all we need for now. Haido, we need to discuss something." Gackt said as he set his pen ever so neatly atop the stack of papers.

Hyde noticed their waitress ease herself into a chair at an empty table nearby, eyeing each man hopefully. Quickly, Hyde looked away, feeling slightly creeped out. He mentally prayed that she wasn't another fangirl/stalker type. He could tell by the look on Gackt's face that his lover had no worries about a simple waitress. He sighed lightly and looked intently at Gackt, waiting for him to speak.

"I spoke with my staff and manager today. They advised me that I need to do something to better my public image..." Gackt paused and Hyde instinctively dipped his head in a way that said 'go on.' "...specifically that I stage a relationship with someone."

"And who would this "someone" be?" Hyde responded, almost sounding hopeful.

"A foreign model by the name of Monica. She became a model in the U.S. then made her way to Japan to make a name for herself here." Gackt explained as he showed Hyde pictures of her.

"She looks Asian...is she?" Hyde commented.

"No, Hispanic." Gackt replied with no hesitation, as if he expected this from Hyde.

Not only did Hyde feel disappointed that they weren't making their relationship public, but he felt embarassed at having mixed up two races. He glanced down at his plate of food and puched the food around with his fork childishly. Gackt reached over and gently took Hyde's hand in one of his own. A barely audible squeal floated over to the two men from where their waitress sat. Hyde turned his head slowly to throw a deadly glare in her direction, but Gackt cleared his throat, bringing Hyde's attention back to him.

"Don't look like that, Hideto. I'm not leaving you for a woman. This will be for a few months only, get my name in the news again, become a little more popular, then her and I split and it goes back to normal." Gackt said, tone betraying mild irritation.

"I just don't want to see you plastered everywhere with a woman at your side. Plus, you won't have time for me when this starts." Hyde muttered.

"Of course I'll have time for you, Hyde. And when you see me "plastered everywhere with a woman," remember that its not true. You are the only one I love... I promise." Gackt said, voice warm, then kissed the top of the older man's head.

Another soft satisfied squeal of delight erupted from the waitress. Hyde sighed heavily in frustration, but Gackt gave a cheshire cat grin and leaned forward, mindful of the food. He pulled Hyde into a deep kiss that earned tham a loud squeal that caused the few other dening customers to glance her way before returning to their meals. The waitress had her cell phone out, texting as she raced to the bathroom to calm herself. Once she was out of sight, Gackt pulled away, smoothed his suit, and began to eat his food. Hyde really didn't feel hungry.

"Alright, Gackt. I'll trust you on this..." Hyde said, standing up and walking away.

*~*~*~*~*Two Months Later*~*~*~*~*

Hyde walked into the living room to see Megumi watching the news. She had called him in, claiming he had to see such shocking news. Upon entering, his heart seemed to go from severe aching to stone cold hatred in a matter of seconds. There, inside of the black box and behind the glass screen, was his beloved Gackt dressed as elegant as always. Clinging to his arm was the foreign model he'd agreed to "date." hyde did admit she was pretty. That didn't mean he wasn't jealous of the time they shared. Megumi turned up the volume as Hyde joined her on the couch.

"Yes, we are very much in love. That's why I asked her to join me here today. I want all of Japan to witness this next important event in my life." Hyde's stomach clenched as he dreaded Gackt's foreshadowing words.

Hyde watched in horror as Gackt pulled a small velvet box from his pocket and opened it, showing the ring to the camera at the same time as Monica. Hyde didn't see the falsely cheerful expressions on either person's face. He was fighting the blur of tears as he stood up from the couch.

"Isn't it wonderful to see that man settle down?" Megumi asked.

Hyde didn't reply. He made his way to the room he shared with the woman he married for publicity purposes, climbed onto the bed, and buried his face in the pillows like a stubborn teen. He didn't know how to act. Gackt had supported his marriage with no complaints. However, Gackt didn't want people to know he loved Hyde.

Hyde was much more selfish than that. He wanted people to know. He didn't want to share Gackt. He had told Gackt over and over that, if he would just publically announce their relationship, Hyde would divorce Megumi to make it okay. Megumi would understand. Yet Gackt was far too stubborn to do that. Hyde sighed heavily and looked at his phone, realizing that he had a text. It was from Gackt, reading 'remember, its not true.' Hyde swallowed softly, his heart pounding fiercely in his chest. He dialed gackt's number and held the phone to his ear, listening to each ring pass by.

"Hideto..." Gackt's melodic voice sent warmth through Hyde's body.

"I...uh..." Hyde's body shook and he nearly dropped the phone.

"Haido? What is it?" Gackt sounded concerned.

"Gackt, I can't do this! You tell me you love only me and swear to have time for me. You promise this isn't real. Then tell me why, Gackt, I feel like I'm losing you? Like you're slipping away?" Hyde blurted out, holding back the sobs that wanted to be heard.

"I have made time for you-"

"I haven't seen you in two weeks!" Hyde snapped, nearly losing his patience. "I'm afraid that next you will leave me for that woman!"

"Haido, I'm not leaving you for a woman...for anyone. Just give me one more month-"

"Well, I'm leaving you!" Hyde's clipped voice rang out harshly before he hung up.

Hyde let the phone fall to the floor as he sank to the floor after it, back against the wall. He buried his face in his arms, which he propped up on his knees. Hyde cried softly, unsure of what else he could do. Much to his surprise, Gackt didn't try to call back. Didn't try to work things out. Hyde wasn't sure if that hurt or not at that point...

Gackt stared blankly at his phone. Tears filled natural brown eyes as Hyde's bitterness played on an endless loop in his mind. He blinked, causing a few stray tears to roll down his flawless cheeks. Gackt eased himself onto the couch, still staring at the phone in shock. Did Hyde really just leave him? He set the phone on the arm of the couch.

"Are you okay, Gackt?" Monica's voice floated by and he barely heard her.

Monica lowered herself onto the couch next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. Absentmindedly, gackt placed his hand over hers and rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb, a lost look in his eyes. Monica gave his shoulder a light aqueeze. Gackt sighed and let his gaze fall to the floor, a soft dark laugh escaping his lips as he pulled Monica into his arms......

Note: -stretches- owwwww! I've been at the computer typing up fics to be posted online since 5....Its now 9...But I have ONE MORE chapter to type. Just so you all know, the truly dark parts won't start until around the end of chapter three.

Also: the lovely Amber and Monica have starred in this chapter! Two friends of mine who were lucky enough to be incoporated into a thing of my imagining....well...lucky for now. NEXT TIME: keep an eye out for Caytie, who will be making her first appearance in this fic.