Yoshiki's Picnic - 10

Part ten - Of Reotards and Fences

Gackt really is the life of every party Yoshiki thought to himself. He stared at Gackt as Gackt did more sommersalts in the air and did the splits a few times. He's so graceful, and he really is very beautiful. Gackt was adorned in clothes appropriate for the warm spring weather. His long leather pants covered his legs entirely and accentuated his manly curves. He wore simple boots to accent the silver leather and wore a leotard under his pants. Gackt had always said he liked leotards because there were so many ways to customize them. Today he wore one with long sleeves and ruffled cuffs. Instead of his usual plain-color leotard, this one bore a large picture of hyde's face on it. It was extremely stylish and Yoshiki looked down at his own clothes regretfully. You just had to make it a boring day, didn't you. GOSH you are so pathetic it hurts sometimes. You are nothing without hide. It should have been you that died, not hide. I HATE YOOUUUU. But he was dead now, and Yoshiki was only dead inside. What others looked up on and saw as a human being, full of life and feelings was only an empty shell of alien intelligence and thoughts. Yoshiki just didn't know anything anymore. He sighed.

Hyde's face on Gackt's chest reminded Yoshiki of Hyde, which led him to thinking about Gackt and the kind of relationship they had.

Do I like him more than a friend? I'm insane. It's only been seven years since hide died. I can't start thinking about someone else just like that. That would be so wrong of me and it would hurt hide so much. But even so, with Gackt? Everyone likes Gackt he's so full of life and has such presence. Yoshiki mumbled to himself.

From the radio someone had brought with them Oasis now began to play. The sound of the cheesy and trashy song filled Yoshiki's eardrums. The noises invaded his brain and made him feel uncontrollable anger and disgust. His brain was dripping with irritation and he dug his nails into his legs. He sprang to his feet and declared he was going to go for a walk around the park.

Some looked up, most didn't bother, but Rolly looked up and said he would accompany him on the walk around the park. Yoshiki said that it was okay, rather wishing he could be alone, but Rolly rolled onto his platforms and walked off pulling, Yoshiki by the arm so that Yoshiki had no choice but to go with Rolly.

And so they began to walk around the park. Yoshiki had been planning to look around for nearby buses so he was rather miffed that Rolly had forced himself on Yoshiki. He hated when he was made to do things against his will and this rape of his privacy was no different from the usual rape that occurred in his daily life. Just because he had lost the love of his life it was no excuse for his friends to come along and rape him one by one. As Yoshiki thought back to all the times he had had something raped from him, Rolly cleared his throat and looked at Yoshiki.

Yoshiki looked over at Rolly and Rolly looked back at him again. They exchanged looks for a few moments, continuing to stare into each others eyes, looking. As they looked they could see each other and so they kept observing each other, not letting a tweet from a bird stop them in their peeping at each other as the other viewed the other back. Yoshiki wondered why Rolly was looking at him and Rolly pondered why Yoshiki was staring at him. They stopped and stared for a while.

Rolly leaned back and half-sat on the fence that made up the perimeter of the park because even though it was a public park open to most anyone though transients were strictly discouraged but that didn't stop them from being around and entering the park where they would look through the rubbish bins seeking a few cents in recyclable material or perhaps their next meal fences looked nice in a park and so they had installed one because it was one of the nicest parks in Tokyo the international city of the world. Nice parks were supposed to have fences. They just were. And so this one did, and it added a certain special charm and refinement to the park so it could be said that it was doing its job because Tokyo wanted to impress the visitors of its park because some people said that a park was a look into a city's cleanliness and so Tokyo was proud of its park and kept it very clean. Last year they had celebrated because the crime rate had been at an all time low and they hoped it would be this year aswell. Though a good record is hard to beat.

He pulled a cigarette out of his marvelously glittering jumpsuit and threw it at Yoshiki's head, who then picked it off the ground and put it in his mouth whereas Rolly then lit it for him. They began to stare at each other silently, Rolly breathing very loudly and audibly.

Yoshiki was confused because Rolly was acting strangely. The usually irritating and loud has-been had been quiet for over thirty seconds and it made Yoshiki feel uneasy. He looked at Rolly, secretly trying to punch a whole in his skull with his eyes, so that he could see what Rolly was thinking. He attempted this for a few minutes, finally giving up when Rolly's skull refused to cave in from the power of Yoshiki's mind and eyes.

The leaning Rolly looked around the park, finally settling his eyes on a moshpit of fighting cats that was directly to his left. He quietly observed the felines and Yoshiki took this opportunity to scan him. Rolly's hair had fallen into his face lending him an aura of allure. So Rolly CAN be attractive, thought Yoshiki, browsing his blonde hair. It looked like it had been a while since Rolly had washed it, and it had been dyed so many times that it looked painful and brittle. He admired Rolly's gaunt face and found it comforting to look upon, gazing on his strange nose and eyes that looked rounder than they should be due to an excess of makeup. He blushed when Rolly turned away from the cat moshpit, catching him in his ogling. Rolly stared at Yoshiki for a few minutes then said something with little emotion.

"Wanna do it?"

.~•••TO BE CONTINUED•••~.