>Hi all, this is my first Gravi fic... I have others in my head but I need to get them in order... Here is a story that came to me from... um.. I really donno... I guess I just wanted to see Fujisaki a little irrate... lol... oh well... tell me what you think...
Chapter One:
Temper, temper..
"Where is he?" Sakano whined more to himself than the other occupants of the room. He tapped his pencil nervously on the meeting room table until it snapped from the pressure and hit his glasses, cracking the right lens. The members of Bad Luck along with their producer and annoyed manager were once again awaiting the arrival of the pop singer.
Hiroshi was casually on the couch, head tilted back with his eyes closed. He was the only calm one in the room. K stood by the office window cleaning his newest edition to his weapons collection. Every few minutes he would stop and aim it out into the street, scanning for the bubble gum haired energy ball. But the most agitated of them all was pacing the floor. Mr. Sakano had somehow talked the young keyboardist into waiting 'A little while longer'… after that he had kept a wary eye on the teen.
"How long do we have to put up with this!" he exclaimed finally breaking the silence with his angry outburst. "How many days will be wasted because our baka brained front man is an incompetent, immature…" Smoke could now be seen rising from the normally calm green hair of the agitated young man.
"Now, now…" Sakano surveyed his glasses with a frown. "He should be here any minute."
"That's what you said an hour ago…" Hiro's tired voice cracked into the conversation.
"Exactly!" Fujisaki threw his hands up in frustration. "We are too close to the top for this nonsense…" The door to the room creaked open into a small crack that Shuichi tried to sneak through without being noticed. Unfortunately for him, the whole room was watching his every move. When he was fully in the room, the eyes that where glaring at him burning eight holes into his existence.
He nervously laughed, scratching the back of his head…. 'So in trouble.'
"Uh, Hi guys…" Before he could make another sound Fujisaki was air borne with his hands ready to strangle the star. It took K, Sakano, and Hiro to stop the boy from his attack. With his back to the wall Shuichi started to try to explain his lateness.
"I'm learning how to drive, Yuki was just-" Seeing the struggle that men were having he decided to hide behind a near by coat rack just in case they let him go.
"Wait until I get my hands on you!"
"Fujisaki, Please calm down." Sakano cried.
"All this time we were waiting for you and you were out playing bumper cars with your boyfriend… LET GO OF ME!" He finally shook himself free and walked towards Shuichi with flames in his orbs. "The only reason that I came into this business and into this group, was to prove myself. Now that we have a slight lead on Grasper I refuse to let YOU interfere with my surpassing of Tohma Seguchi!" He was now so close to Shuichi that his breath was hot on the older teens face. "If you think for one second that I will jeopardize my career because of YOU… you are sadly mistaken." He stepped back and grabbed the handle of the door not breaking his eye contact with Shuichi. "Don't underestimate me…. I will succeed with Bad Luck and you, or with Bad Luck over your dead body.." With those final words Fujisaki left the room walking towards Studio 2 as the other stunned men watched in disbelief.
"What the heck was that?" Shuichi whispered
"Hell if I know…" K blinked.
Reluctantly the rest of the men followed the fire breathing young artist and proceeded to salvage what was left of the morning recording. When lunch time arrived he had decided to skip it and continue to work while they uneasily retreated to the café' a few floors down. Once they were seated and their orders were placed they sat in silence with each of them thinking about the mornings 'flare up' and how the afternoon was going to play out.
"Am I really that bad?" Shuichi spoke softly more or less to himself.
"You have been a little more than distracted lately, Shindou," Mr. Sakano said. "But that doesn't justify Fujisaki's assault this morning."
"I just…" Shuichi looked for the words to explain himself.. He has been doing a lot of that lately, explaining himself. To Yuki, to his parents, his band mates... "We are in a slight lead of Nittle Grasper and I guess I just got comfortable." He straightened up from his slouching position now with a gleam of ambition in his eyes like a light bulb had just lit a dark corner of his brain. "I will work harder. I vow to do so from now on. No more being late, no more playing around. Fujisaki is right… Scary but right." He was now standing in his chair announcing his declaration to the entire room.
"A business oriented serious Shuichi?" K chuckled. "Now this, I have to see." Shuichi returned to sitting correctly as the orders were being placed on the table.
"I have to be…" He bit his bottom lip then, realizing to do so he had to give up sleeping in with Yuki…. Damn
"And on top of that we have to watch Fujisaki. His threat really didn't sound harmless." Hiro reminded his friend.
"I hate to admit it, but he had me a little nervous back there." K said seriously. "… and I have my favorite gun with me today…"
"Yes, I was quite astonished as well, but then again the apple doesn't fall to far from the prodigy tree now, does it?" Sakano remarked taking a sip of his drink.
"What are you saying?" Shuichi asked.
"He's saying that when Seguchi was his age, there was nothing that would've stood in his way of succeeding in this business. I should know, I've watched him manipulate the best of them." K frowned. " And Fujisaki, as much as he hates to hear it, is the spitting image of Tohma."
"So I should really watch my back.." Shuichi thought out load.
"Yes, yes you should, Shindou. And we should be heading back to the Studio come to think about it." Sakano noted looking at his watch.
"I was inspired a minute ago, but now I am a bit nervous," He leaned his elbow on the table and started to bite his nails, his nerves wrecked. "… maybe even paranoid… scared."
"Don't worry." Hiro finally piped in cheerfully. "At least we'll be there with you. Fujisaki wouldn't kill you with us as witnesses." He chuckled lightly as they all stood and left a tip for their server. They began to walk to the elevator and boarded the small space. As the doors closed Shuichi had an after though. 'Or he could kill us all…'
So... whatcha think?... It won't be all that serious... I'm too silly for that...
and I can't really know what you think of it if you don't tell me... so... get to clicking on this button to your left and let me know if i should continue... or if i should drop it.. oh well
Tomo Arigotto,
Raven... aka Keiko Shimitsu - My new fictional name :)
