The 7 Sins
A/N: I got this first chapter done last night. I had to type up a general plot guide in notepad to help me though. Its the first time I've had to do that! I know its a short chapter, but the next one is longer. Hope you enjoy this new story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation or any of the characters. I own the story line of this Fan Fiction and any Original Characters.
Chapter 1: Wrath
Fujisaki Suguru rushed between his kitchen and dining table making last minute adjustments. He'd spent the last few hours getting everything ready. Suguru had been looking forward to this evening all week. His date was supposed to arrive in the next 10 minutes. Stepping back, he admired his work. Suguru smiled, "Perfect."
He had always pictured his first date to be a romantic candle lit dinner. He just hadn't pictured who the other person would be, but now, he couldn't wait for said person to arrive. He looked up at the clock, it was nearly 8. The keyboardist struck a match, and lit the two candles. The light reflected off the fine china plates, completing the mood in the room. He looked over the plates and cutlery, to the wine glasses.
'Who knows, we might even-' he mentally scolded himself, 'stop thinking that, its the 1st date!'
He stepped back into the kitchen to check the food in the oven. He felt really pleased with himself, cooking a meal like this, setting out the table and everything. The food was at least another hour away yet. He decided that he would now sit in front of the TV and wait. As the minutes went by, Suguru kept checking the clock. 5 minutes to go, 3 minutes. He looked up a while later, they were ten minutes late. The ten minutes became twenty, and he sat himself down at the table, holding his head in his hands. The minutes became hours, and still his date did not show up. Suguru's head now lay on the table as if he were asleep, but he couldn't. What if something had happened? The next hour rolled by without incident. The candles had now burned themselves down, and Suguru now felt a new feeling welling up in side him, anger. He kicked his chair back, and stood up staring at the table he had spent so long perfecting. The anger reached its peak, and Suguru let it all out. He threw everything off the table and onto the floor, with crashes and clunks. He move to the mess, and started kicking bits around. He saw ones of the wine glasses, mostly intact. Reaching down to pick it up, he felt a sharp edge cut into him. He withdrew the cut hand quickly, then picked it up, not caring about the sharp edges, and threw it at the wall opposite. He then stood there, staring at the spot the glass had struck, breathing heavily. As the blood dripped from his hand, he felt the anger flowing away, like a facet had been opened. He felt remorse for his actions now, and moved over to the couch, and sat down. Holding his head in his head, he whispered, "Baka, baka, baka! How could I let myself get my hopes up? How could I even think Shindou-san would ever be interested in me?"
