Yoshiki's Picnic - 15, 16

Part fifteen - J-Rock Massacre

"Guh, I cannot believing was my luck. Finally I see upon glinting magnifieds that we are!!" gurgled the fangirl, who ravenously snapped pictures of all those present. She was short and massively corpulent. Her plain white skin was red and blotchy in the face and her double-chin jiggled as she garbled at her madonnas. She wore a loud shirt that was too sizes to small and neon orange shorts that were too short for even her stumped, stubby legs. Her unpleasant appearance didn't seem to upset her, however, and she continued to zap each of the luminaries into the memory card of her picture-box. The flash of her cheap digital camera resounded on the j-rockers' faces, and they winced with the pain of the bright light in their eyes.

"Ah, my eyes! The pain in them!!" Gackt squawked, stating the obvious. He covered his delicate features and porcelain skin with his dainty hands and began to sob into them, obviously finding this assault to be just too much to bare. As his shoulders shook with despair, Yoshiki moved to comfort him, but Hyde, who was conveniently placed beside Gackt with his arms already around his shivering form reached him first. He moved his body in line of the camera's shots and winced, having the pictures taken of himself to protect Gackt's delicate constitution.

"H...Hyde-san.." Gackt whispered, looking up. His eyes glittered with every flash of the camera and Hyde thought that he looked very beautiful then. Gackt did not need to think Hyde was beautiful, because he had thought that many times before and to think that thought now would be to think the plainly obvious, which Gackt was not prone to do. But Gackt couldn't help himself after all and thought, Hyde-sama is so beautiful.

Yoshiki looked at Gackt and then at Hyde and thought. From the look on Gackt's face Yoshiki could tell exactly what he was thinking. He's wondering why Hyde never takes his sunglasses off... Yoshiki whispered in his mind. Very observant, Gackt. I hadn't thought of that... He does seem to wear them all the time. But...why?

"Gaaaarr. Zomuhgah, you gents are on top of beautifulness, sheeyat. Kawaii so are this right now," it said, shooting each j-rocker in the face. Hyde had been shot so many times in the back now, and he looked weary. He still held Gackt tightly, protecting him from every cowardly shot, but his shoulders were drooping and Gackt looked frightened and defenseless.

Apparently satisfied with her onslaught, the fangirl moved her lens to Mana, still sitting atop Tetsu. Mana didn't seem to mind the attention, and made dramatic pose after pose. The fangirl, however, did not like her victims to be willing, and soon moved on from Mana to miyavi who was lying face down in the grass, unmoving. This displeased Mana greatly and he fumed, digging his nails into his seat.

After she was satisfied snapping miyavi's motionless remains, she turned her camera on to Rolly, only to quickly move on, thinking him to be a random glittering passerby. She then set her focus onto Yoshiki, not entirely sure who he was, but feeling he looked familiar.

"Ah! Oh, dear me!" Yoshiki grumbled, holding a hand over his face.

Sugizo, who had been arranging small flowers into a mini-bouquet, looked up from his craftsman's work to see the scene before him. His brows furrowed into an unusual expression of concertedness.

"Sugizo!! What do we do... Can we wait until her battery goes dead? I don't know if I can hold up much longer..." Yoshiki gasped, for air.

"No, that won't work.. Fangirls always keep a spare battery. Don't you know anything, Yoshiki?" He looked from side to side, then suddenly made a different expression. His eyes grew wide and his body hunched over. He covered his mouth as though he were about to produce bile from his stomach and his face went pale. "Gyargh! Yoshiki...I will try to go get help. I need you to make a distraction. That is the only way I will have a chance at saving us."

"A distraction?! But...what. What could I possibly do! I am but a lowly j-stoner in a world of powerful mega j-rockers. What could a chump like me do..." Yoshiki's shoulders slumped, much to the fangirl's delight, and she shot him more furiously now.

"I cannot seem a waterwheel of more embarkment! Yes.. I am liking your potato-peeler very much!!" she yelped pitiably.

"You...you IDIOT!" Sugizo gurgled, then gasped and covered his mouth. "I'm sorry. Think, Yoshiki! You must use the one known ultimate weakness of the fangirl!"

Yoshiki felt so confused and foolish at that moment, having no idea what could possibly bring down a monster such as this beast. He looked into her deranged eyes, hoping to see into her crazed thought-process. This had never yet worked, no matter how many times Yoshiki had deigned to try to use this amazing power he may not have had, but he wasn't about to fail to use it now. And this time was different. There was an explosion in his mind and he could see the unhinged mind of the fangirl before him. He stared unblinking before realizing what he must do. He began to hunt for any weakness she could have, using every search engine he knew of. Then he found it and he knew what he had to do.


Part sixteen - Rolly's Rival

Yoshiki jumped up and summersalted through the picnic over to Gackt, who was being cradled by Hyde. The fangirl, who was sluggish and constipated in her movements, urged her reflexes to keep up and slowly turned around to see Yoshiki grab Hyde by the arm and toss him aside, whereas he rolled over the blankets for a few feet then stopped and laid still.

"I am sorry for this Gackt, but please play along, or we are all doomed!" Yoshiki whispered in Gackt's ear, to which Gackt looked surprised and then confused and then somewhat bewildered. But Yoshiki did not waste time waiting for Gackt's expression to change once again and quickly grabbed him by his fine shoulders.

"Oh, Gackt-san! You have always been so beautiful to me, and for years I have kept these thoughts deep inside me somewhere. But today I cannot do this any longer! I must shout it to you, Gackt! And to the world as well that I love you! I have loved you for a long time now and every moment I am around you I feel weak and fluttery." Yoshiki was acting, but he began to feel that his acting was more the act than his speech was. The words came so easily to him and even though there were much greater things at stake now, like all their lives, he couldn't help but feel that there was some truth in them, and as he began to pour his heart into Gackt's ears, his emotions became too much to withstand.

The fangirl had a fit after she turned to witness this and began snapping a picture of the display from every angle. She grunted with joy and zoomed in and shot them some more.

Sugizo nodded when he saw that the fangirl was completely absorbed by Yoshiki's pathetic act of courageousness. He stood shakily and hunched over. He began to run unstably toward the distance, stopping to vomit beside one of his beloved trees. He then was overcome with violent shaking and ran out of the perimeter of this story, to some unseen destination.

Meanwhile, Gackt looked back at Yoshiki with confusion and also somewhat with surprise, and Yoshiki couldn't help thinking he looked really amazing. Before he could even thread a needle, his lips were upon Gackt's and he was also kissing him. Gackt's eyes widened and he began to stare at Yoshiki with surprise. Forgive me, Gackt-san, Yoshiki thought, but allow me this selfish pleasure. Even if it means nothing to you, even if you think it is nothing but an act...allow me this small token of happiness. Tears began to moisten his eyes and he blinked them from his lashes, causing them to fall into Gackt's eyes. Yoshiki could not explain to Gackt why he was doing this because his lips were currently sucking on Gackt's.

Gackt-san, Yoshiki found himself thinking. Gackt-san, you taste so delicious. You taste like a delicious flower that is growing among the greatest of oaks in the greatest of forests. I wish... but Yoshiki did not have a chance to express what he wished for, for at that time someone had run up to the party, laughing menacingly. The figure had ran smoothly, and jolted to a stop, seemingly in-tune with his own demonic soundtrack. He made a significantly evil pose and Yoshiki removed his mouth from Gackt's to look upon him with the rest of the humans present.

He was dressed dramatically in all black, and a shining black cape was rustling in the wind behind him. His clothes were simple, yet elegant and bespoke of a man willing to fight a most dangerous battle, but with style. On his face was a mysterious black mask, which covered his eyes and concealed his identity. He may have been wearing a stylish hat, but if he was, Yoshiki failed to notice it, and therefore it cannot be told.

The picnickers looked up at him in surprise. Even the fangirl paused a moment before instinctively snapping digital photos of the mysterious masked man.

"Wh...who are you?!" Someone asked in an intimidated voice.

"I?" the masked man said. He then laughed loudly, pitying the pathetic losers who did not know his name and reputation.

"Sugizio!!" came a voice behind the other j-rockers. They all turned to see Rolly, his brow heavily furrowed and a dark expression on his face. He gripped his bodysuit at his knees, and looked up at the man furiously. "What are you doing here?! We don't want you here!"

"No?" Sugizio smirked. "Who wouldn't want me? Afraid I'll rain on your precious picnic?" he suggested. He smiled and walked over to a picnic basket and looked down at it. As he gazed upon the defenseless straw mass, it seemed to shiver under his intense stare. Rolly flinched and Sugizio snarled, suddenly kicking the picnic basket with incredible force. It flew into the summer air and vomited its contents all over the parkside.

Everyone gasped and looked upon Sugizio with fear and astonishment. Only the fangirl dared move, as she shot him straight into a file on her camera. He threw a look over his shoulder and formed his mouth into a crazed grin. His eyes were intently furious and he spun around to face the lumpy fangirl. Where others would have turned and run, the fangirl stood her ground, simply because she was too stupid to know a murderous glare when it stared her in the face.

"Filthy American! You'll wish you'd never even seen one episode of Naruto when I'm done with you," he laughed, pointing the unintelligent white girl in the face. She began to sweat now, unsurprisingly.

He laughed cruelly and walked over to her smoothly. He stood a few feet from her and placed his hands upon his hips, his cape blowing in the wind. The fangirl's face twitched with nervousness, but she was braver than she appeared. "And you are who?! No cool j-racker is a mask wearing. I bet have no you fans."

"Fans?" the man asked, rubbing his chin, supposedly deep in thought. He burst out laughing, a very sinister noise. "If I wanted fans...I'd have an army of them," he smirked, looking down at her with the eyes of a lunatic. "Then I'd have them...eat your face off!"

She faltered then and was going to turn to run, but Sugizio would not have that. He threw his leg into the air, and kicked her fifty-dollar digital camera out of her hands and into the air, catching it a moment later. She gasped and stared at him, trying to choose between her safety and her j-rocker photos. She was sweating profusely and shaking, trying to make up her puny mind.

"What are you doing?!" Rolly shouted at her. "Run, you muttonheaded fool! RUUUNN!!"

She gasped then and began to run away. Sugizio simply laughed harder for a few moments, before his face turned dark and a demonically wicked smile grew on his face. He looked to the fangirl who was running as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast. He held up her camera and looked at it, then looked back at the fangirl and stretched his arm back. The depraved Sugizio then threw the camera so hard that it launched off at a speed that none of the j-rockers could follow with their eyes. With a loud splat the camera collided with the fangirl's head and shattered into countless pieces. She didn't take another step before she fell flat on her face and remained still.

The j-rockers all gasped, and Sugizio threw his head back and laughed the most malicious of laughs, while Rolly only shook his head. How the others did not know of him, he did not understand, but Rolly knew. Rolly knew all about the path of evil and destruction that Sugizio wreaked wherever he happened to appear.

He knew.

And he feared.

.~•••TO BE CONTINUED•••~.