GACKT

Kamijo

You Are My FC, I Knew!!!

[Gackt/Kamijo]

Chapter 1/2

By LaEnKyne

“Don't do it!!! Well, I told you guys.” A scolding voice came from the mouth of a handsome young man in full-strength clothing from a lost era.

"this!! Kamijou, don't you understand how difficult it was to get him to work? I want to stay for a long time.”

A low, low voice responded teasingly from the pretty guitarist. who is extremely fed up with the stubbornness of the lead singer

“And who sent you to light incense and summon that guy?” Kamijou walked over and flapped the hem of his coat that was embroidered until it was filled with the most gorgeous gold and silver tinsel that he was so proud of, venting his frustration.

"Eh, you crazy bastard!!!...People go out of their way to find new things for the band to criticize them again." I don't think this is my favorite guitar. Not later than this evening

Versailles

They will definitely find a new lead singer and he will become the leader of the band..heh heh.

“Heh!!...Anyway, I won't sing the song that guy composed.” Young Master Kamijou continued to flick the glittering sequins that captivated her. Then I went to find a bowl of my favorite fermented beans to use as a refuge to escape from the clamor of the talented guitarist.

Then the band's handsome drummer walked in.

“Why do you hate Gakkuto so much? Since what life has he done to you, I don't know.”

"Oh," Hisagi's voice sounded in his ears again. “Then what do you want him to do? Not just composing music But it's also a duet with you."

This time, the man's eyes were bigger than before.

"Who's going to sing with that guy?" Kamijou nearly choked on his nuts because he spoke in too much of a hurry.

“Just imagine having to breathe in the same place as that guy. I almost wanted to die. You guys, don't get your hopes up.”

“But we already announced it,” Hisagi continued to confirm his previous words.

“You said we? We???? Since when, I don't know. Why don't you remember? I never realized it.”

“Ouch, that's enough. Can you not make a big deal out of this? Kamijou, just sing a song. You sang your part. Gakuto sang his part. I don't see anything wrong with it. Or are you afraid of your scene being stolen?”

“Why should I be afraid?” …but then it was as if I thought about it…

“Oh, okay, I'm afraid of being stolen. So you can't bring that guy to cry.”

“If you're going to tell me, can you give me a reason to make it sound better, sir?” Jasmine Yu began to be unable to stand the reasonless opposition to another singer.

"Eh!!! Or is there a hidden reason?" The assumption is that there must definitely be something behind the scenes. causing her to narrow her eyes in anticipation

"I don't know. I said I didn't cry."

“But he's here.”

“Is it Gakuto's anti-fan? How did you get so upset?" Yuki asked, confused. Even though his mouth was still full of snacks that fans gave him.

“Don't cry!” Mr. Kamijou was still sitting distraught in front of the fermented beans, his hands covering his ears and eyes, unable to tell. At the same time, they shook their heads earnestly. And the image of a large bouquet of red roses and a dark blue card written in gold ink from over ten years ago haunted him as if it happened yesterday.

What kind of karma is this on me!!!!

I shouldn't have agreed to leave.

Nine*Nine

Its...not possible. Anyway, I don't cry. Otherwise, you will definitely be bullied!!!

“Please come up.”

“Anyway, I definitely won't cry. Otherwise, just let that guy sing lead of this band and I'm out!!!”

Oh, why doesn't the band I set up with my hands ever listen to me?....Are they going to be released to form a new band!!!

….but while using your own hands like a tool to cut yourself off from the outside world, Some bodies must be startled with utter anguish...

The deep sound mixed with warm breath that was whispered in his ear gave him goosebumps…

“Hello, did you hear that the gentleman doesn't like this person who will be attending the event?”

“Yes… sir.” When I turned to face the owner of the voice, I was stunned because of shock and couldn't speak a sentence.

“Kamui Gakkuto.” The taller figure bowed down and spread his hands slightly with a deadly smile that had killed many girls (including the couple).

"Nice to meet you, Lady. Ah, Master Kamijou."

This guy is so annoying...anyway, I won't sing with him. I exchanged three years of free natto and it didn't dye...

“My throat hurts. I probably won't be able to cry for a while. Right now, we probably still can't work together. I'm sorry that I made you... You're wasting valuable time." After saying that, he shook his head and made to get up and walk out into another room.

But the tall figure took a few steps and was already waiting in front of the liar.

“Isn't there a live broadcast this evening?” a low voice asked in a tone that made the listeners feel uncomfortable.

“Yes…yes, why…?” Kamijou clenched his teeth.

And what does this have to do with you? I really want to punch this idiot in the face!!!

“Your throat hurts, can you cry?” This time, the person asking made his eyes widen and wink, adding to the kicking sensation.

have to kill and dismember This must not be left to weigh on the world. It's pollution of the soil, water and air.

“It doesn't hurt my throat. It's a lot of work. What the fuck, Gakuto. You don't have to believe it." Hisagi said angrily. Without the slightest care that he was being scolded. The leader of her band.

"Right, let's talk about work." Teru supported Hisagi as usual.

“Here, you guys…”

I don't know what other words I can find to say.

Versailles

Come with your hands, almost collapsed when the band mates were united in not seeing the golden head of the band leader who was watching over him happily.

Versailles

like a child in the gut So why did you do this to your mother? (~_~”)

“It's like we talked about on the phone. Our band wanted to ask Gakkuto to give us one song and sing it with our lead singer.”

“Yes, you don't have to say polite words. They're all friendly people,” the handsome prince, every inch of his appearance, spoke in a friendly manner. Along with sprinkling heart-melting smiles to get another round of points.

“And the song has been written but it's not finished yet. I'm going to ask for another singer's opinion." The blue-eyed (because of contact lenses) turned to the other lead singer who was sitting and eating because he was worried about his future in the music industry and was miserable about his respect. The most that the friends in the band gave to him, the leader of the band.

"What's up Kamijou? Come to work now, you can linger." Nan...they're so respectful to me...even in front of other people!!!

“So, let's go find a quiet place to talk, shall we?” He didn't say anything, but instead reached out and wrapped his arms around the smaller man's waist, looking deadpan. He also tried to drag him out to another room to talk. It made Mr. Kamijou's face turn red.

Until Bu Bess has already taken on the spirit of a detective.

I have to know. Just wait and see. Haha.

"Let's talk here," Kamijou stammered as he turned away from the arm around his waist.

…Then they all sat down and talked in the dressing room. The conversation and exchange of opinions about the lyrics and melody went smoothly. Everyone was frantic in giving their opinions, especially the lead guitar parts of Hisagi and Teru in the middle section that would become the highlight of the song because everyone wanted it to be a competition that would make the song sound interesting. more interested

There was only one person who sat quietly and listened with the feeling that It has nothing to do with Shan. It's another person who has to sing.

Until ten minutes had passed… People sitting still had to be disturbed.

“But at this part I'm afraid there's going to be a little trouble.” The tall figure said, sweeping his blue eyes towards the person who had been sitting invisible for a long time.

“What?” Kamijou asked in a harsh voice..with the emotion that..what else did you do with me…

“Your voice might be too thin.”

“What do you mean?” The insult made the young man's mood soar again.

Yes…I don't have a deep, thick voice like you. But I can sing every kind of song. (In the style of your loud voice >>> I don't dislike it. The person who made it liked it very much. 555)

“I may have to correct the notes…”

“Here,” he said, and the magic sheet was quickly snatched from its owner's hand.

“No need to fix it, I can cry,” he blurted out without thinking in anger. Without even realizing that he was already trapped with a demon.

“Okay…you cried!” Hisagi nearly jumped out of his chair in joy.

“Huh…oh..scream, cry, cry.” Ven was a little angry.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of the guest's mouth. No one noticed except Jasmine Yu, the bassist of the band, who had completely transformed into a detective.

(Sir Gakuto is planning a plan. Hahaha.)

I'm back and I've been gone for a long time.

I felt bad about Jasmine Yu for a while.

Like you're not listening.

versailes  

Let's go for a while.

Just yesterday I was able to sit back and watch the concert. So I wanted to bring it down like that.

But now I'm solving it.

Then I will quickly bring it down.

I saw the comment and was very happy that someone was reading it.

GACKT

Shift

Kamijo

Also, I thought we were the only ones who were crazy.

I hope a little that there are still people who will read it.