When It Hurts Chapter 1: The Song, a black cat fanfic

'K so, I know it's been a while since I've posted a story, but at least I don't have cliffies!

not yet, anyway...

So, this is a tribute to Thoughts of a Shadow because she told me about The Song...

If you're a major Black Cat fan or if you wanna hear the song or if you think Train's an ultra major hottie (I've never used that word in my life, so that should give you an idea on my love for this manga/anime!) But anyway, please read, review, listen to the song and watch an awesome AMV of it from the link on my bio.

BTW: I HAVE A NEW POLICY! I WON'T UPDATE ANY NEW CHAPTERS UNTIL SOME NICE PERSON/PEOPLE IN THE WORLD REVIEW(S) 4 TIMES.

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Black Cat. Kentaro Yabuki does, and he's not giving it up. His lawyer's tough, and I can't understand a word s/he says. I also don't speak a word of Japanese. Oh Wait! ARIGATO = thanks! The song belongs to Mayday Parade. The story is SO mine, though! =3

Train walked along with Sven, Rinslet, and Eve. They had decided to take a vacation in America, and learning the language wasn't a problem because all of them were fluent thanks to the first three's jobs and Eve's uncanny ability to memorize. They blended right in, with their carefree attitudes. "Hey Sven! Look, there's an ice cream stand!" Train pointed out one. Sven smiled, but brought out his wallet. "You guys go get some. Rinslet and I will check out that big crowd over there. We think it's a concert or something."

Train grabbed the money and soon Eve was working on a strawberry cone and Train was crunching on the cone, having downed the cold treat in record time. "Train, let's go back to Sven." "Why Princess? We can explore for a little while longer. It's not like that crowd's going anywhere." "If your reputation came here, I'd feel safer next to Sven." Eve insisted. Train shrugged. "Sure. C'mon. It shouldn't be too hard to find them." They wound their way through the crowd and soon found their partners. "Train, why didn't you go explore?" Rins asked.

"Are you that eager to get rid of me? Eve just wanted my reputation to leave her alone. As if it could spread to America." He explained, rolling his eyes. "Well, you're not the best to hang around if someone had heard about it." Sven said carefully, not wanting to go any deeper. "Oh, come on! I betcha not one person here has heard of B – mmph!" Train's next words were cut off as Sven's hand clamped over his mouth. "Don't say it." He hissed in the spiky-haired sweeper's ear. Train nodded vigorously, letting him know he understood.

Sven let go, but then they all froze as someone called out, "BLACK CAT!"

Rinslet gave up. "That's it. We're screwed."

Soon the whole crowd was chanting it. "Train, just how far did your reputation spread?" Sven yelled in his friends face. "I- I don't know! Chronos never did anything in America, at least I didn't!" He was so confused and bewildered, until the band on stage quieted the crowd down. "Okay. Black Cat it is then." The crowd cheered. The group of four stood dumbstruck. "It's a song?" They all asked together. Rins shivered. "That was scary. We were all in sync." Eve shushed her as the man began to sing.

"Close up camera one
The hero sings in this scene
The boy that gets the girl gets to go home where they get married
But stop the tape,
The sunset still looks fake to me
The hero looks like he can't breathe
The damsel just left everything!"

They all stared at Train. He was standing still for once, listening intently. This song had caught hold of him, for some reason.

You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
Whoa whoa
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
Whoa whoa

Oh close up camera two
Cause the hero dies in this scene
Your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything
And flashback on the girl
As we montage every memory
And we bleed out in the bathroom sink
And we fade out as the soundtrack sings:

Train's breathing quickened, he was definitely getting into it. His eyes never left the singer's face.

You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
And youre gonna burn the city down right now
Whoa whoa
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
And youre gonna burn the city down right now
Whoa whoa

She said get your hands off of my star
It's not your part but all your fault
And this jealous actress has a habit of making things sound way too tragic
Get your hands off of my star
It's not your part but all your fault
And this jealous actress has a habit of making things sound way too tragic

And this jealous actress has a habit
Of making things sound way too tragic
Oh this jealous actress has a habit
Of making things sound way too tragic.

Youre like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
Youre gonna burn the city down right now
Whoa whoa

And this jealous actress has a habit
Whoa!"

The crowd cheered wildly. Once again, the four were silent. "Wha- what just happened?" Rins asked. The rest shrugged. Train was still somewhat shell-shocked. "Train?" Sven asked tentavely. "Are you okay?" Eve finished. Train blinked, a lone tear streaked down his face, surprising them all. He hurriedly wiped it away. Turning, he purposefully walked away from them. "Hey! Train!" Rins reached out to grab him, but Sven held her back. "Let him go. For some reason, that song hit him pretty hard." "But why?" Eve asked. Sven stared at his friend's disappearing back. "I don't know. I just don't know."

YAY! My first story in 3-4-5 months!

(If you wanna listen to it, it's called actually called Black Cat by Mayday Parade.) No seriously. that's it's name.

oh, and to repeat, I am not! updating any chapters until I get 4 reviews! Count 'em. 4!

If you read and then don't review, people who see this don't bother to do it either. It's not fun! Please review! If you don't, you'll be stuck with this chapter cliffie until 4 people review at least 1 time!

(I accept multiple reviews by the same person, if that's enough to get you going. Flames don't count as being reviews. Try again.)

REVIEWERS GET PICTURES OF A REAL BLACK CAT SENT TO THEM! and most likely get their name added in my thank-you section in my Bio. (it's something I created to let reviewers know how much authors really appreciate them.