Sun, 29 Mar 2009 15:52:11 GMT

nyaa today is the start of the 2009 GP F1 series. The race was at circuit Albert Park Melbourne. Quite a lot a drama going on in the race. Heiki Kovalainen retired from the race after collision drama in the first corner. There's also Vettel's dramatic incident with Robert Kubica only three laps before the race ended! Kubica you should've given that poor guy a little more space!

And as usual my dearest Kimi showed a dissapointing performence, he was so close to the podium ..well not that close. but anyway verything was a mess for the Ferrari team today.

as expected Jenson Button and Rubens Barichello from Brawn GP finished one two. Congratulations Jens on your winnng after few years.

Bali shuts down it's electricity

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 23:49:08 GMT

I have compiled stacks of hard-to-decompose garbage in my back yard. For the last two days, my nose excreted mucose XD. Yesh, I cought my self a flu. So I'm sorry earth, but having slime in you nose is a bad feeling.. I have to get it out.

Anyways, to day the Hindu people in Indonesia celebrated Seclusion Day. It's the last day in the Hindu calendar, Saka. They are going to have a 1931 Saka New Year tommorow.

There are four restricted things to do to day for them for the whole day, which are no fire or lights, no traveling, no entertaining and not going to work. The majority of Hindu pilgrims in Indonesia are located in Bali. So in order to celebrate Seclusion Day, Bali -the whole island- is shutting down it's electricity for the whole 24hours. No transportation allowed, sea-air-land. Hmm on one side that's religious, but on the other side that's quite an energy saver XD

I wanna go there! I wonder how do you spend time when there's no lights and not being able to have any sort of entertainment.. I heard there's even a group of patrolling traditional cops called Pecalang telling people who 'accidentally' out on that day to stay in their houses.

Well, who knows I might be able to come back to Bali again, on the Seclution Day that is..

this is a trial

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 13:59:38 GMT

Finally I’ve done it. My first fic. This was actually a ficon material, but I couldn’t make it on time, even with the two weeks extension. At first I didn’t want to finish it, but it just lingered in my head. So although I didn’t finished it the way I wanted it to be but here it is :

Tittle : Backstage Resolution

Rating : PG-13

Summary : …there’s a little girlish behavior behind every great man

Notes : It’s just something I made up

Hyde was fixing him self up in front of the mirror in his dressing room, giving last touches to his out fit for Nightmare of The Halloween 2008 concert. It’s Halloween, so it wouldn’t be right if they didn’t dress up would it?

‘What? You think I initiate the show to have fun with the fans in the first place? No way yo.. it’s because there’s a little girlish behavior behind every great man. I can get to dress up at times, without having people questioned my manliness. I really don’t need any more human being doing that other than my self (being in a world with too many beautiful man tends to do that to you).

He hadn’t cross-dressed in years, it sure felt good doing it once a year. And he made up all those non-girlish-still-cute-but-manly-clothes he wore for the whole year with a gorgeously-stunning-and-undeniably-smexy-royalish look. Actually it was bridal reviving-from-the grave-ish look this night.

The idea was to have the whole band to dress-up in the same outfit, that sounds amusing. But the most unfortunate thing happened during the costume fitting this morning. The rest of the band looked like okama wanabees, which is worst than if they were real okama anyway. Particularly Ju-Ken with his stupid beard made him failed miserably at the attempt to look ‘beautiful and attractive’. I was the only person that actually looked.. decent. So again, they came up with costumes from movie characters.. It’s regular, but if you’re doing it right then it could work out. Yesterday Ju- Ken incredibly resembles that pirate guy in the movie.

Well the plan didn’t work out, that’s alright though, as long as I still got to be the beautiful princess. The reason why I’m so persistent with this costume, is because we’re hosting Monoral again and well, thought I’d give Anis the slightest nosebleed wearing this costume, although the possibilities are rare ‘cause he looked damn pretty him self whether he’s wearing a costume or not. Hell, whether he’s wearing clothes or not.

Back to the mirror. He looked at him self at the reflecting glass. The bridal gown he wore were disheveled layers of embroidered lace, torn in here and there that is. It wasn’t as white as any other bridal gown, but off course he was supposed to be scary bride. So, the colour of the dress was dull pinkish white, with wide neck that barely escaped from his shoulder. The dress was stained with blood coloured dots, big dots, and fat lines around his ‘boobs’ and splash of the same material, from bellow waist all the way down on the left part of the gown. And to top the royalish slash dead bridalish look, he wore false blonde hair with blood-covered tiara on and around it.

Just for the notice, I wore my tight black jeans underneath the dress, don’t want to have too much breeze around my private area.

The make up artist did a very satisfying job also. She miraculously plastered my scruffy old face and made them looked baby smooth, drew lines around my eyes and made them sparkly. The final result, I looked just the way I want. I’m ready for deadly seduction.

Just add a couple of more accessories. He had prepared white beaded pearl necklace, a simple ring and a very cute pouch bag on his dressing table. He slipped the ring to his left ring finger. After that he draped the locket around his neck then drew him self closer to the mirror to attach the hook.

There, I’m done with everything. There’s only one problem left. He purposely left this matter to the last thing to be done because he knew he’d be having trouble with it. He’s facing backwards against the mirror.

He hadn’t had the dress zipped. He stretched his hand to his back, trying to zip it. But he only managed to roll it a little. Again, he stretched his hand. But the thing just won’t move. ‘Ahh, there’s no use of it, I’ll just go and get someone to zip it for me’ he thought. With his back still open, he turned around to take his purse.

That’s when a voice was heard. Pure lust and husky voice. “It seemed to me that you’re having difficulty with your wardrobe, Hyde” that someone said.

Hyde gasped in surprise and revert his body in an instant, resulting his costume to slide off his shoulder, followed by sharp wanton gaze from the other man. He immediately fix it and said “Gackt, what are you doing here?”

The man in question give no respond to the other man was saying. He slowly strode in to Hyde until he stood in front of him, extending his hands to reach Hyde’s in a gentlemen way and held them to his chest. “You’re spinal’s showing, Hyde”, he said with a little smirk on his lips.

Hyde laughed nervously. “I know, I was going to go out and have someone zipped it for me. What are you doing here?”

“You looked aesthetically appealing in that attire, Hyde. You always does, but in that gown.. Delicious” said Gackt. He silently stare Hyde for one full minute. This made Hyde cringe. Even though Gackt and him are good friends but there’s always moment like this, moments where he thought like he saw preying look in Gackt ‘s eyes.

Hyde was going to ask him the question again when Gackt interrupted his thought and said, “Hyde..”

Gackt sounded suspect-able. Like a person who’s saying one’s name before he un-cover his true inappropriate intention. “Yes Gackt?” he replied, silently concentrating on internal forces to fight Gackt’s invincible persona attack.

“I think you haven’t given me my Hi-Gacchan-I’m-so-happy-to-see-you hug” he said with unsparingly seductive smile.

Flabbergast. After all these years I still can’t understand him. Doing conversations with him always took greater effort on my side. He just jumps between topics. And he’s yet to answer my very first interrogative words to him.

“…Hyde?” Gackt shook Hyde’s body gently to get him back from his wandering thoughts.

“What?” Hyde gaped. “Oh, hug. Right”. Hyde hesitantly enfolded his arms around Gackt’s body. Maybe, just maybe if I did what he asked me to do, he’ll probably be more docile.

But Gackt unusually tightened his grip on Hyde’s hug. Hyde’s eye brows frowned by this act. “Say Gackt, mmm have you had any sex lately?” asked Hyde curiously after they loosen the grip from each other.

Gackt eyes zoomed down on the smaller man. “It’s rare for you to ask me that question, Hyde. What’s the matter? Did something happen between you and your wife?”

Tsk this guy. Didn’t I ask him the question first? Sheesh, talking to this guy makes me hungry, so much energy. And this is my second query he didn’t bother to answer. “Nothing, forget about it” he said while turning his body to face the mirror. “Help me with this damn zipper already, I should already be going by now”.

With his thumb and forefinger Gackt held the zipper and pulled it up to cover Hyde’s back. “Seeing you like this reminded me of how you have perfectly fulfilled every single criteria of how my ideal woman should be, if you’re a woman Hyde”, Gackt said nonchalantly.

Hyde said nothing to this comment. He’s grown accustomed to Gackt’s wishing he was a woman. He told him this repeatedly back then.

Placing his palm where Hyde’s tattoo was supposed to be, gripping on Hyde’s shoulder he examined him through the mirror. “Have I told you just what they were, Hyde?”

Uh oh. Hyde has a bad feeling about this. He choked a false laughter, try to ease down the love-mode tension and jokingly said “mmm…she must have beauty and traits like mine right?”

Gackt didn’t answer. His eyes fixed on Hyde’s. Hyde rolled his eyes, why did he even bother to try. Gackt’s still in the I’m-not-answering mode.

Still without saying a word, he gently slides his hand from Hyde’s shoulder. Intertwined his hands in front of Hyde’s chest so that their body joint closer. Gackt lowered his head and placed it on Hyde’s shoulder. “Say, if I showed up at the concert tonight, what do you say if we give special fan service to the audience, Hyde? For the sake of …?”

“Can’t. Promised Anis that I’d do him” said Hyde sourly.

Gackt turned stiff behind him. “Aren’t you bored with that guy? This been going on for years already, Hyde. Don’t you think it’s time to do something new”, Gackt sulking.

Hyde freed him self from Gackt, turned around to face towards him. Resting his hand on his hips Hyde said, “Gackt, you’re not going anyway, let’s not talk hypothetical now”. And to add the final blow he said, “Besides, kissing Anis felt good, he have a broad lips don’t you think?” He snickers at the end of the line. It looks like Gackt’s love-mode have switched off.

“This can’t be helped then, I won’t be beaten” Gackt said as he reached the edge of Hyde’s dressing table with both of his hand, imprisoned Hyde with his arms. Gackt lowered his head, cutting the already narrow distance between their bodies.

“Gackt, what are you doing?” said Hyde. A slight of panic in his voice. Turned out he was wrong, Gackt is still on fire.

Gackt paused. He sighed and gave a pleading gaze to Hyde. “Don’t you think it’s rather unfair Hyde, that I still haven’t got what I yearn-for for years, while you had done it with that lucky bastard for I don’t know how many times?!”

Hyde’s eyes widened, Gackt is acting very strange. “Gackt, stop whatever you’re doing right now! I have a performance to run” he said.

Gackt continues to lower his body so that he made Hyde rest his elbows on his dressing table. Hyde stood froze and did nothing in order to prevent Gackt from pushing him further.

Gackt with his I’m-going-to-kiss-you-no-matter-what look in his eyes raised his hand to capture Hyde’s neck to prevent him from breaking away, and closed down the gap between his lips and Hyde’s into dangerously few centimeters away.

~~*~~

He sprinted in the corridor from the dressing room to the stage. Fuck. That was fucking close. Luckily his brain stopped mal-functioning at the most perfect timing. He felt sorry for what he did to Gackt and hoped he didn’t cause serious injury to him. But he cant help to grin as he recalls what happened then. He smirked and thought ‘right on the so called magnum’.

Shit, this is no time to be laughing about. What do I do? I don’t think I can hold it any longer, the curiosity of having a taste of Gackt’s lips. It’s been lingering in his mind for quite a while, thanks to Gackt’s teasing him all the time. He always managed to escape from it though one way or another.

Damn it, how do I avoid him this time? Should I call megumi to come and save this dearest husband of her from the terror of Gackt’ s lips? Shit. I don’t see a way out of this. Fine then, megumi will do, it can’t be helped. He’ll call her later at the concert break.

He continued running, and when he reached the stage entrance he stopped to push-in oxygen to his lung. And with the previous resolve, convinced himself that he will be saved, he dashed to stage with a wide smile and enthusiasm.

~~*~~

So there he was again, slipping away from my embrace. You should’ve known already that I wouldn’t be where I’m standing now if I gave up easily on things, Hyde. I’ll find a way somehow to get me that kiss I longed for.

Gackt smirked and he hurriedly shush him self from Hyde’s dressing room to prepare his “guest of the night” performance.

End

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Bali shuts down it's electricity

this is a trial