Hyde knocked on Gackt's hotel room door with his schedule in his hand. They weren't filming until the next evening, having just flown in, but he wanted to clear up a few details. He did not mind admitting that he was nervous about the whole acting gig and he hoped his friend wouldn't mind going over a couple of things.

The arrival in the city had not been without incident which had not done a lot to settle his nerves. Half the crew had been delayed and wouldn't be in until the next lunch time at the earliest and he'd seen Gackt going mental at more than one official.

Gackt had been irritable ever since he'd found out about the crew delay and Hyde hoped his friend had calmed down since he'd last seen him. The last thing he needed was for Gackt to go off on one. When the door opened, however, all thoughts of Gackt being temperamental fled as he took in the state of his friend. Gackt was incredibly pale and the other singer was wearing dark glasses that were barely hiding grey around his eyes, so much so that Hyde was instantly worried.

"Hyde-kun," Gackt greeted, sounding surprised, "what can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to speak to you about tomorrow," Hyde replied automatically, but his anxiety did not go away even though Gackt sounded perfectly normal.

"Come in," Gackt said as if there was nothing wrong, walking back from the door to let Hyde through, "what did you wish to discuss?"

There was something tired about Gackt's stance that niggled at Hyde. He kept a careful eye on his friend while he closed the door. Usually Gackt had more energy than anyone else Hyde knew, but this evening, his friend seemed almost slow.

"Gatchan, are you feeling all right?" he could not help himself, he had to ask.

Gackt turned back, expression unreadable behind the dark glasses.

"I'm fine," the taller man replied, tone completely calm. "Was there something specific you wished to know about tomorrow's shoot?"

Hyde knew that was his cue to set the conversation back on its original course, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. No matter what Gackt said, everything could simply not be "fine".

"Forgive me, Gatchan," he said, knowing he was probably pushing too hard, "but you don't look fine."

Gackt turned away at that. Hyde could not help wondering if he had offended his friend. Challenging Gackt was not a way to get on the singer's good side.

"I am a little tired from all the travelling today," Gackt said after a moment, tone so pleasant that Hyde almost gave a sigh of relief, "it's nothing more, honestly."

It looked like more to Hyde, but he was relieved to see Gackt reach up and take off the dark glasses he was wearing. When his friend turned back, he was surprised to see that Gackt did not look as bad as he had feared. The grey around Gackt's eyes must have been a reflection from the dark lenses because, without the glasses, Gackt looked surprisingly healthy.

Hyde found himself checking carefully, as if he might be able to pick out something that was wrong, so it wasn't until he reached Gackt's eyes that he realised his friend was not wearing his habitual blue lenses. It was strange but he felt his pulse speed up as he looked into dark eyes that seemed almost black in the low light in the room.

The stab of attraction he felt shocked him out of the moment as he realised he was staring. It was weird, he could not quite fathom where the feeling had come from. He'd always known his friend was a handsome man, but the sudden, brutal feeling rather took him by surprise since he had never experienced it before.

It wasn't that he'd never been attracted to a man before, since before Megumi he'd been quite willing to experiment, but since he'd been with his wife he hadn't so much as looked at anyone else. He'd been worried, then he'd been horny, it didn't make sense in his head.

Hyde was confused. Something felt off about the entire situation, so much so that he took a step towards Gackt on instinct. His friend's brow wrinkled and those dark eyes opened in shock. Hyde was positive Gackt would have stepped back had his friend not been standing just in front of one of the chairs in the room.

The moment Hyde moved within three feet of Gackt he felt as if a pleasant fog had come down over his senses and the only thing that wasn't obscured by it was Gackt. A small voice at the back of his mind tried point out this was not right, but most of his focus was on Gackt.

For a moment Gackt appeared conflicted. A battle waged in the singer's gaze and Hyde felt the fog recede a little. However, his eyes locked with the dark ones looking at him and the conflict in Gackt's features faded.

Hyde felt drunk as he stared into Gackt's eyes. This time the stab of arousal lanced through his whole body and made him feel weak at the knees. The paleness that had made him comment in the first place faded back into his friend's features, but it did nothing to break the fascination Gackt seemed to hold for him.

The dark eyes he was gazing into changed even as he watched them, going from almost black, fading to brown and continuing until they were a golden yellow. Hyde fell into them, swallowed by those orbs as his reality narrowed down to that glowing colour. His mind was slowing down second by second. His eyes felt incredibly heavy, fluttering shut once and then twice until his senses were swamped in warm blackness.

All he could see in his mind's eye were those yellow eyes.

When a hand touched his shoulder, he could not stop the small moan that escaped his mouth. He shivered at the contact. It was as if every nerve was waiting for any touch and his body was ready to respond, in the extreme, to anything. His reactions were completely out of his control and only a tiny part of his mind was even remotely alarmed by this.

Arms snaked around him from behind and he leaned back into the embrace without even thinking about it. Nothing impinged on his mind except the presence behind him that he could feel with every fibre of his being. It did not matter that the arms around him belonged to a man who was not more than his friend; it did not matter why those arms had pulled him close; all that mattered was that they had. At that moment he never wanted them to let go.

His whole nervous system was poised for whatever would happen next. He was shaking so hard that he was sure he would have fallen if Gackt had not been holding him. When breath ghosted against his neck, he moved his head to the side instinctively and the tiniest of sighs fell from his lips. Everything was poised at that moment, nothing else existed. It was as if the whole universe was waiting.

Hyde felt lips touch his neck first and a shudder ran from his head to his feet. However, sweet anticipation made his nerves tingle; something else was coming. His hypersensitive nerves screamed at him, relaying every moment in excruciating detail as two sharp points lanced into his flesh. He whimpered in pain. He tensed, but waves of arousal flooded through him, dwarfing any discomfort into insignificance in little more than a second.

He could hear his heartbeat thudding in his chest and his blood rushing in his veins as the mouth at his neck latched on with bruising force. His whole body surrendered as he felt his life being drawn from him. It was one of the most intoxicating feelings of his entire life.

Every nerve and fibre of his being was alive, and with every draw of his blood, he felt his arousal build. It was incredible and mind blowing and so intense that even as it was happening, he knew it could not last. There was only so much stimulation the human body could take. Hyde was being pushed past what he would have thought was his limit.

It felt as if his heart might explode in his chest as that mouth sucked and sucked on his neck. He could feel his erection straining against the confines of his jeans, the sensation competing with the lips on his flesh for his attention. He was desperate for release.

It was too much. He strained away from the arms holding him, wanting to escape, but also wanting to stay exactly where he was with equal fervour. The grip that held him was firm and he could not get away. His nerves screamed as the sensations in his body continued to rise.

What happened then was inevitable, but when it finally occurred, it still took him by surprise. His orgasm hit with such force that it took away his mind. He heard himself scream and his whole body reacted with uncontrollable shudders. There was a moment of complete and total ecstasy before everything vanished in the searing heat of release, fading eventually to blessed blackness.