DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gravitatoin.If I did well(que evil
laugh) Mwuhahahahahahaha(cough,cough).Ok then,on with the story.(Grin)
"Oka-san,please wake up"
"I'm sorry,but I will have to seperate you two.""You are just too
young,Ryuichi,to care for him."
"Please,"a small boy begged.""Just wana stay with Ryu."
"RYUICHI!"
A brown haired man shot up out of bed gasping and clutching a pink rabbit. As his blue eyes shot around the room attemptin to gain a sense of familarity,they landed on the t.v. where a reporter was in the middle of finising a story. "The combined tour of Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck should be making its debut in America by the end of the month."The woman was saying."It is known that Nittle Grasper's front man Sakuma Ryuichi can speak English but Bad Luck's lead being able to speak English makes people wonder how much he is hiding.""This American stretch of the unexpected tour is most likely to be just as entertaining as their home tour.""As for critics doubting what Bad Luck's luck will be in America they should note thesimilarites between the bands singers."
Ryuichi flipped the t.v. off. Flopping back on the bed,the normaly hyper singer had a serious expression on his face." Only time will tell how this turns out."he mumbled,drifting inot a fitful sleep filled with a forgotten life.
CH1:To America we go!(Where's Yuki!!)
Purple eyes opened to be stared down by two holes.Following the length
of the barrel they came across two hands.Past the hands they came across arms. Eventually they found the face of a grinning blond with sharklike teeth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" the owner of the eyes screamed.
"Well,hello to you,too Shuichi,it's time to get up,"the blond said
cheerfully."NOW"he barked when he noticed Shuichi just sitting there.He
waved his rifle as a threat to the pink haired singer.
As K drove Shuichi to work,he started to count down from one hundred.(5,4,3,2,1)he thought.When he hit 1,another scream filled his car that wasn't from the people in other cars telling him to slow down"Yuuuuuuukkkiii,where are you" Shuichi wailed.
(So he finally noticed that Yuki wasn't there)K thought,asa sweat
drop trailed down the side of his face.Glancing at the singer out of the corner of his eye,the sweatdrop only got bigger.
Shuichi was dressed as a dog scratching at his window, wailing "YUKI."
"He told you he was going for a book promotion yesterday.Now STOP SCRATCHING MY WINDOW!!!!"
(N.G Studios)
An explosion filled the air,dogs barked,and babies cried.The members of Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck looked towards the door."Mr.K is here,"a purple haired woman said.
"That means Shuichi is here too,is'nt that right Kumagoro?"Ryuichi cheered.
"I got him, boss,"K said,throwing Shuichi at Tohma's feet.
"Good morning,Shuichi,"Hiro said,getting up from his spot by
Fujisaki's feet. As his focus was solely on Shuichi Hiro completely missed the heated glance K gave him as he passed him to pick up Shuichi.
As soon as Shuichi was on his feet,he was slammed inot the ground
again."SHUICHI!"was the very loud scream when a brown blur knocked him to the ground."You took so long"Ryuichi mumbled while staring down at Shuichi who he was sitting on.
For a minute the other people in the room thought Ryuichi was going to be serious until his trusty pink bunny appeared out of nowhere."Kumagoru and I missed you" He said while pouting as a chibi."Can't breath"was the reply he got.
As soon as the commotion Ryuichi and Shuichi caused was over,Tohma
spoke."There has been a change of plans,go home and pack your bags. Tomorrow we'll head for San-Francisco to start the tour.
The reactions to this was varied; Ryuichi started jumping up and
down, flinging Kumagoru around. Mr.K started muttering about what guns to pack. Hiro and Shuichi's mouths dropped open. Noriko dropped her nail
file. Fujisaki's eyes widened and a tornado slammed into a wall wailing about preparations. Seeing the reactions of each person,Tohma smirked and thought(this will be interesting).
To avoid the Japanese military swooping down on them because of the amount of guns K brought,Tohma booked a private plane.(I should have made K find his own damn way there).Tohma thought while rubbing his temples.The stuido presidents distress was quite noticable if you were to take a look around. Some alarm was going off in the background as the plane shot down to Earth. Ryuichi had attempted to take over the plane, saying he could fly it. The piot had said something that made Ryuichi cry, which caused
Shuichi to cry, causing Hiro to get angry, causing Mr.K to take out a machine gun and chase the pilot around the plane.
Tohma watched through the open cockpit as his cousin attempted to put the plane right,while screaming inot the speaker for help.He also couldn't help but notice that Noriko was the only one not freaking out,besides himself. Noticing his eyes on her, Noriko turned and grinned.
"The both of us should be use to nearly dying by now on the account of Ryuichi." She said.
They both turned to watch Ryuichi plead with Mr.K for the pilots life. Submitting to Ryuichi's request, Mr.K put his machine gun down. The two Keyboardists continued to watch as Ryuichi pushed the pilot into the cockpit, turn to and fall on Shuichi and start crying in chibi form.
As the plane leveled out and the alarm stopped Noriko turned to
Tohma and said, "We should also be used to Ryuichi always fixing it before we die."
"This isn't my day." Tohma groaned under his breath. He had walked off
the plane to come face to face with a gun. As everyone else piled off the plane they shared the same fate. At least one hundred and fifty men in full black body armor were packed around them.
"We got a report of a plane hijacking" the man with his gun in
Tohma's face said. "Huh" was the grouped reply. Except for Mr. K who was on the ground being held there by twenty men for walking off the plane with a machine gun. The lead man put a hand in his pocket and brought out a tape recorder. He pressed play and Fujisaki's voice broke the silence.
"Help... Help... Pilot held at goinpoint-no-he-lp." Seven heads all turned to look at the young keyboardist in perfect union. "Fix this" Shuichi growled.
As soon as Fujisaki and the lead man finished talking all of the special cops packed around Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck saying in perfect Japanese, "Welcome to America,...Can we have your autographs?"
A/N: Well, that's the first chapter. So do us a favor and review. I will love you all forever. Until next time, Adieu.