Dignity

by Luniana

                Gackt was the last one off stage and Ren found himself waiting with You for the vocalist. Two of Gackt’s huge bodyguards waited at the bottom of the stairs to catch him if he couldn’t make it himself. Taking a hold of each arm they half carried, half dragged the exhausted singer towards his room, You following behind, Ren quietly after.

                Ren cringed slightly at the apparently rough treatment but Gackt wouldn’t have it any other way. His ego was against his being carried around like a fainted princess. Gackt never wanted to be accused of being a fainted princess so he was happily dragged about after nearly every concert with You making sure he wasn’t hurt too badly.

                The bodyguards entered the room first and You waited for them to leave. Nervously Ren touched the violinist’s arm before he made to move inside. ‘Ano…" Ren mumbled. "Do you want me to put him to bed tonight? You’ve been doing it the whole tour."

                You looked down at the bass player skeptically then gave a half smile. "I’d appreciate that. Don’t let him go to sleep before he has something to drink and make sure he isn’t cold before you leave." At Ren’s nod he moved out of the way and went off down the hall.

                Cautiously Ren entered the room, lit only by moonlight streaming through thin curtains. Gackt had obviously been dumped rather unceremoniously on the bed and landed half on a pillow. "Hey! Camui-san! Don’t sleep yet! You have to drink something first."

                "Do not." Gackt mumbled, wrapping his arms around the pillow to pull it closer.

                "Do so. You said you must." Ren dug a bottle of water out of the mini-fridge and set about rolling the vocalist over.

                "He lied." Gackt put up a feeble attempt to push Ren away.

                "If you don’t drink you’re going to be dehydrated and too tired to do this all over again tomorrow." Ren tried reasoning with him.

                "Good. More sleep for me."

                Ren finally rolled him over. "Which means you’ll have to cancel you concert. Now what would your Dears think?"

                A small frown creased Gackt’s features. "They’d be upset, wouldn’t they?"

                "Exactly. And all because you didn’t drink a bottle of water, now sit up!" Ren helped him sit up against the headboard and opened the bottle for him. Gackt began drinking the water while Ren fought to pull off his huge shoes. Bottle empty Gackt tossed it aside and helped Ren with his pants. Ren found himself wondering where the vocalist had found a fabric so like snakeskin but so stretchy (I still can’t figure out how he moves around in those pants so I made up my own magic fabric!). Finally off came the shirt and Ren helped him under the covers. "There, now you can sleep."

                "Iie. Cold." Gackt cuddled his pillow and stuck out his bottom lip.

                Knowing You had warned him not to let Gackt get cold Ren searched the room for extra blankets. When every bit of sheet was on top of the vocalist Ren sighed. "There."

                "Still cold." Gackt announced, still pouting.

                Ren collapsed at the side of the bed on his knees, his chin on the mattress. "Gaku-chan!" he whined then put a hand over his mouth. Gackt hated pet names and the only one who got away with it was You. Masa still bore the scars from calling Gackt Camui-mui. Gackt opened one eye just enough to assure the bass player he’d heard and Ren would pay for it later. "Camui-san, you’ve got every sheet in the room. There’s nothing else."

                "One more thing." Gackt rolled onto his side with a cute grin.

                "Where?" Ren stood up, anything so that he could go to bed. He wasn’t as exhausted as Gackt but he wanted to sleep too.

                "Take off your shoes."

                Ren raised a brow then sat down to pull his own shoes off. "I don’t think my shoes will keep you warm Gackto."

                "Iie. Come here." Gackt stuck a hand out from under the mass of sheets.

                Ren moved to the side of the bed to look down at the vocalist. "What? Where is it?" he asked wearily.

                In an amazing feat of reserve strength Gackt grabbed Ren by the wrist and pulled the smaller man right under the covers with him. Ren found himself on his back with Gackt at his side holding him tightly.

                "Gackto?" Ren managed to squeak.

                "There. Now I’m warm." Gackt announced quietly, resting his head on Ren’s shoulder, arm around Ren’s middle.

                "Gackto." Ren licked his lips nervously. "Gackto, why didn’t you just tell me…what you wanted?"

                "I did. You were just too tired and dense to figure it out."

                "Well I never thought you’d…" Ren wasn’t sure quite what to say.

                "Shhhh…" Gackt purred. "Sleep."

                With a small smile Ren nodded and closed his eyes, ignorant of the tiny smirk that touched his vocalist’s lips as he too succumbed to sleep.

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