Ch1 The Crazy American
Disclaimer: Gravitation's characters settings and etc (even though I wish it all was) are not mine. The plot in this case is mine but I do owe definite gratitude to my editor Amber Hermione.
A/N OK here I go on my first shot. Yes I do plain to have more than one chapter. The only question is how long it will take to get the next chapters down and edited. Your reviews will be more than appreciated. Thank you all in advance, and I hope that you will
enjoy >:)
The musicians all took their places and waited for the technician to give them the ok. Sweat dripped from Hiroshi Nakano's chin, when the door cracked open and all eyes moved to acknowledge who was entering the recording room. "Good afternoon Mr. Seguchi," the producer said bowing uncontrollably. The band behind the glass bowed once as well.
"Ah, good afternoon to you as well Mr. Sakano."
"What brings you down to see Bad Luck?"
"I am glad you asked Shindou-kun. I was hoping to be able to inform the members of Bad Luck plus their manager and producer—"
"Mr. K has already left for the day. He said something on a personal matter."
"Personal matter," the pink haired vocalist whispered to his friends behind him on either side, "Does K even understand what that even means?"
"I see."
"He will return tomorrow. I'm assured."
"That will be alright Mr. Sakano. Regardless I came to inform you of Bad Luck's upcoming concert in two weeks."
"All right," the band cheered together.
"A Concert!!" Shuichi Shindou shouted thrusting a fist up in excitement. He quickly pulled it down, "and we're going to make this the best one yet." The guitarist and the keyboardist shared a look of exhaustion, after some 32 takes on the same song earlier. Fujisaki shrugged tiredly and reclaimed his position at his keyboard.
"With the new concert coming up in two weeks we need you all now more than ever to practice, practice, practice," Mr. Sakano pleaded.
With this new burst of energy Shuichi grabbed the microphone. "Let's do this."
The band practiced on and on till they all could not concentrate any more. "Hey you guys want to go catch some food?"
"Sounds good to me Fujisaki, what about you Hiro?"
"I'm going to pass."
"Got plans with Ayaka?"
"Yah, how did you know?" Shuichi turned to Fujisaki and snickered.
The band mates walk along a path in a nearby park enjoying their frozen dessert after their restorative dinner. "—the third time that Hiro has dodged us this week."
"And you have skipped out on us how many times to be with Mr. Yuki?"
Shu spins around to face Fujisaki "And what is that… Isn't that K?" Shu questioned pointing behind Fujisaki.
A far ways off stood a figure in khaki pants, an un-tucked white shirt and a pony tail. With a rather cumbersome object slung over the shoulder. The friends both start their way back to their supposed companion. The figure swayed to one side then took off in the other direction; Fujisaki and Shindou started to run after.
When they managed to catch up close enough to see K they notice him facing away from them, with an arm extended out in front of him. In a blink of an eye K flinches and his favorite gun is on the ground. The boy's dash in closer to better assess their friend's situation, "Guns aren't everything you know my dear K."
"Neither is being able to get them away from people." He said grabbing the stranger's hand. She flashed him a smile. And he grabbed her at her waist and lifted her straight off the ground.
"What did you do to K-San?"
"What in the world are you doing K," shouted Fujisaki, "Why are you badgering this poor girl?"
K turned around with the girl still in hand to watch Shuichi bouncing around shouting all kinds of questions to the girl. Looking just over his shoulder he saw the distaste on Suguru's face. The girl being held just over his head however had not stopped squirming. K looked back up into her big blue eyes and her face burning in frustration.
"K!" The crazy American turned to look again at the irritated keyboardist staring straight at him demanding at a glance to put her down.
"Aniki," wined the young lady from in the air. Having heard this K smiled and placed her firmly on the ground. "Thank you." She looked over to the two stunned musicians and back to K. "I see you still are wearing that tie."
"You know Judy got this for me while we were dating."
Motions to the purple shirt underneath her white cover shirt. "Who do you think helped her pick it out?"
The two musicians stood dumbfounded as the young lady goes and retrieves her umbrella. "You know you both look a lot alike except she's like 2 ft shorter than you K."
The young lady zips around gritting her teeth and grabs Shuichi in a head lock. Fujisaki steps out of the young lady's way seeing that she means business. "C let my lead vocalist go," sighed K. She glared at her older brother.
"Catherine let him go." She turns to see Eiri.
"Why is he yours Uesugi?" By this time Shu's face was starting to turn a rather pinkish color.
"Yes the brat is mine" The writer crossed his arms. She sighed releasing her grip and slowly allowed the pink annoyance to stand back up on his own feet.
Yuki came up behind Shu to make sure that he does not fall over while catching his breath. C returns to her brother's side. "Did I forget to mention that my sister hates to have her height pointed out?"
"What did you have to do that for!!" Yuki holds back Shu by the shirt caller and C stands firmly next to her brother.
"You two do remarkably resemble each other despite your subtle differences," Fujisaki casually comments.
"Thanks but it wasn't that hard with this big lug," points at her brother, "hasn't changed his wardrobe in years. No matter how hard his wife tries," she snickered. K looked at her and she waved her hand in the air inviting a response.
"So what brings you all the way out here Miss Catherine," inquired Fujisaki.
"Oh it's just too long since I got to see K here so I thought it was about time to see what he's been up to. Oh and Catherine sounds too stuffy just call me C. And you would be?"
"Allow me to introduce you this is Suguru Fujisaki and the pink one you got the better of is Shuichi Shindou they are both members of Bad Luck."
"Ah, Bad Luck. Aniki has sent me a couple of your CDs you are very good. But isn't there one more?"
"That would be Nakano he had other plans this evening."
The sky rumbled and rain slowly started to cascade down. C casually stepped over to pick up her large umbrella from the ground and opened it. "Looks like it's time to head in. Would any of you like to join me this evening?" She turned around to look the crowd over.
"We'll pass," Yuki said gruffly.
C wanted to role her eyes but held herself off by only thinking, "Typical."
"Judy wants me to help finish cleaning up before you come over tomorrow." K bent down to pick up his gun dusted it off and aimed panning around only to stop at Fujisaki.
C looked at him with her large blue eyes awaiting an answer. Suguru held a smile knowing that K was not just casually pointing his gun at him, "I think that I shall have to pass. I have to… ah… work on some arrangements for our concert."
"Oh," C's head lowered in minor disappointment. "Ok."
"See you tomorrow C."
She mustered a smile, "Yah see ya then." She turned to leave the park towards the shops, that Shu and Suguru came from, alone. "Dam jerk! I hate it when he does that. It's not like I would let any of them try anything anyways… Why did he have to threaten him? And he's kinda cute too." She smiled to herself and continued to walk to her hotel.
When she got to the hotel she went straight to the bar to order a drink. The bar tender sized her up and upon receiving an unsettling glare requested to see her ID. Once that mess was cleared up she ordered her drink and went to sit down at an unoccupied booth near one of the doors.
She scanned the room; there wasn't much to the bar. Just some tables scattered around some tall some short and a couple of booths. The actual bar front itself was made of a dark red wood and the counter top was a black stone. From where she was sitting she could see the two doors to the bar; one she saw in a mirror on the wall in front of her opened to the hotel, the other door opened to the street outside. She returned to her drink wondering how her brother could still be so protective after not having seen each other in so long. A red hired man dove into the seat across from her looking towards the outside door trying to hide behind an artificial plant. She stared at him till he turned around and she met his gray eyes.