[Well, I've started a Vocaloid story… Meh. I dunno, it is what it is. I've been working on this for a long time, and every time I read it, I find more things to fix. But, I'm relatively content with the first few chapters, so I'll go ahead and start with the posting. If you like it, you like it, if you don't, you don't. I just wanted to try my hand at this idea.
Yes, this is a songfic. Kudos to you if you recognize the song title, it means you have a good taste in music! :D (I love the heck out of My Chemical Romance…) I haven't stuck exactly strictly to the lyrics, I've just taken bits and pieces and ran with them. It was certainly inspired by both the lyrics, and the strong emotion of the song, though.
You should know, it's M for a sex scene in one of the chapters, language throughout, and… I dunno. Just Gumi being generally kind of disturbing in places.
Oh! Right, also, you should know, this is one of those stories where the Vocaloids all live together, in one (surely, extremely large) house. I know some Vocaloid writers have it arranged this way, and some don't, so I just wanted to clarify that, yes, they all live together.
Oh, and I don't own a damn thing. That too.
Ack, do I always talk this much at the beginning of my stories? :/]
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FAMOUS LAST WORDS: A story in seven verses.
:VERSE ONE: - 'Stupid and Irrational'
[Gakupo's plea to Gumi.]
-'Now I know
That I can't make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your…'-
In the dark silence of the night, Gakupo could only just make out a soft noise in his room. He sat up in bed, suddenly awake and alert.
Crying. It was a girl, crying.
It was Gumi, lying on his bedroom floor, crying. Apparently, the sound of her coming in hadn't been enough to wake him up.
Immediately, he leapt from the bed and rushed to her side.
Gumi had been his best friend for as long as he could remember. They had been discovered by the uber-famous group Vocaloid together. Their audition had even been together, a duet of 'Bridge Over Troubled Water'. When they joined the group, it was like living a dream together. And as they had grown over the past six years from humble, self-conscious teens, into true superstars, they had only grown closer. Gakupo was sort of the rock, the anchor that held Gumi in place, sheltered her, and kept her tethered down to reality, while Gumi inspired, motivated, encouraged, excited, and, at times, amused Gakupo. He was logic, and she was emotion.
Case in point.
"Gumi… What happened?"
"I'm quitting." Her voice was emotional and definite. There was raw pain in her tone. She meant it.
"Quitting? Quitting what?" The first thought that came to his mind was 'life', and for a moment, fear rushed through his body, leaving him lightheaded. Then he reconsidered. Gumi was dramatic, but not suicidal.
"Vocaloid."
That was the second worst answer she could have given, and gave him almost as much of a panic attack as the 'life' option.
"No! No, no."
"Yes, Gack. I can't stay here. I can't." She gasped and sobbed, though she tried to bite it back.
He looked down at her, into her eyes. "You can. You so can. Me and you… We'll get through this together. I'll help you. You'll make it and so will I. And we'll be fine, and nobody will have to leave." The longer he talked, the less he believed himself.
"I wish it was like that." Gumi whispered.
He laid down next to her.
"Me and you…" She went on, with a sardonic laugh "That's why I'm in this whole damn situation in the first place."
"No, alcohol is the reason we are in this situation." He stressed the 'we'. He was, indeed, a huge part of this problem, too, (in fact, he blamed himself wholly) but he was planning on staying in Vocaloid and continuing his career exactly as it had been before. Anything else would be admitting defeat.
"You know that's not true. It would have happened eventually. Something awful would have happened eventually. You can't have anything good when you're famous. You can't have anything good, or anything to yourself. They'll take it away." She pounded her fists into the carpet, her voice hysterical.
"They'll never take you away from me. Or take me away from you. Unless you let them."
"Gack, stop! Just shut up!" She tried to push him away, but it had no effect. "I can't stay. I can't. I hateit! So stop trying to make me! I can't stay here, I can't stay with you, I can't live like this! With everyone's eyes on me, with everyone judging me! I can't!" She broke into a fresh wave of sobs.
"I can't make you stay. I've never been able to make you do anything. But I can ask you. And I'm gonna ask you. Just look, really deep down in your heart. I know there's a part of you that wants to stay. If not for you or me, for the others. The Vocaloids. They need you."
'I need you.'Gakupo thought.
"They took my heart. It's gone." Gumi snarled, her face contorting into something that was painful to even look at. He could feel everything she was feeling, he felt her shame, her pain, her humiliation. He knew it, because he suffered from it too. But giving up was not an acceptable way of dealing with it.
"Gumi…" He reached out for her, to hold her. He just wanted to make this all go away for her; he just wanted to take back everything that had happened between them. He did not regret what had happened between them, only that it had ended this way.
She smacked his hand away, though. "No! They've probably got cameras in here, too!" She didn't mean it, about the cameras, and moreover, she knew it didn't even make sense. They both knew her reaction was just out of spite and anger. He could hear her fingers curling tightly into the carpet below them, and her face scrunched up again as she started crying anew.
She always looked so ugly when she cried. 'Because her face was made to smile.' Gakupo thought, longing to see her smile again, for the first time in days. But it wasn't going to happen, and he knew it.
"You know that's—"
"I know, Gack. I know, it's stupid, and irrational. But I guess that's just me! Stupid and irrational, all the time! Quitting is stupid and irrational, I guess. I mean, God forbid I save myself from any more pain than I've already suffered! I guess it's just idiotic to want to live a goddamn normal life, isn't it? It's so wrong, huh!" Her voice was nearing a scream, and she choked on the lump in her throat. She stood up, steadying herself against the wall behind her.
"Gumi!–-"
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving tomorrow!" She ran out of the room.
"That's not even what I was going to say…" Gakupo said, staring earnestly at the empty doorway.
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[Keep going, kind readers. What doesn't make sense now will make sense when you finish chapter two.
The first chapter is the shortest. There will be seven chapters, and I will update every Thursday or Friday, provided there is sufficient interest in the story. (Fear not, the story's done, I'm just bloody editing the thing now.)
Now that you're hooked, see you next week, where all will be revealed, my friends.]
