Chapter 1:
"Fujisaki-kun, Shindou-kun is calling you. He wants you on stage."
"I'll be there in a moment..."
I stared at my reflection in the dressing room mirror. It wasn't like myself to be nervous, I never got nervous during a concert. They came to me so naturally so it made no sense to me. I glared at myself, not liking my appearance one bit. It was outwardly visible how stressed I looked with dray scattered throughout my green hair, frown lines formed around my dry, flaky lips. I didn't look like a sixteen year old should have looked. I looked old. I felt old.
"Fujisaki-kun, are you okay? You seemed stressed?"
I broke my gaze from my reflection to over my shoulder where I glared at Sakano-san. He seemed taken aback by the look, and looked back at me in concern. That look on his face sickened me.
"I am fine, Sakano-san." I said harshly, despite myself.
Sakano-san was just being concerned, so I felt bad when his face fell with hurt. I shouldn't have been so mean to him, but it was too late to take it back, so I just let it pass. I regretted ever being in the band. Joining Bad Luck was the worst thing that I could have possibly done. I have tried many a time to convince Tohma to let me out, but he always refused me. He said I was too valuable to the band. Yeah, right! My synthesiser brought him in his money, that was it. But, nevertheless, I couldn't leave Bad Luck. It sucked. People like Shindou-san and Nakano-san drove me crazy. They are older than me and act like three year olds. Especially Shindou-san. He's nothing but a hyperactive ball of gayness. It's scary and a little sickening. I don't see how Nakano-san handled it for so many years. I have to give him credit, though. It must not be good on his reputation being so close with Shindou-san. I pity him.
"Suguru-san! The audience is waiting!" I heard Shindou-san through the speakers on stage.
Shindou-san's voice sent a shock down my spine and made me flinch. It rung through my head like an office corporation telephone. I growled to myself, jerking my eyes away from my reflection and made my way to the stage. Upon approaching it I put on my best fake smile. The crowd screamed as they saw me make my way to my synthesiser. I waved to them, ignoring the aching in my cheeks for smiling against my will. Nakano-san eyed my strangely, and for a second I thought he could see right through my "grin," but he shrugged and returned to tuning his guitar.
"It's about time, Suguru-san. You kept all these lovely people waiting."
The crowd screamed with joy at Shindou-san's comment. He help up his had, putting up three fingers, indicated we play Smashing Blue, the third song on our album.
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"Wasn't that just an awesome show?" Shindou-san said, wiping the sweat off his face with a towel.
"You guys did great." Sakano-san commented, bowing to us.
"It was awesome!" K-san said excitedly.
"I know!" Nakano-san added.
I sat in a chair in the corner, away from everyone else. If Tohma wasn't forcing me to be in the band, if he hadn't have thought that I was too "valuable," then I would quit in a heartbeat. I hated being around the band and it's producer and it's manager. They were all so...crazy. I sighed to myself and looked at the wall opposite of me, letting my mind wander. I didn't know where I would be if I wasn't in the band. Since Tohma has taken care of me since I was young I always lived with him, locked up in my room and only coming out when it was necessary. This band got me out a lot, and it wasn't to my liking.
I stared at Shindou-san and his pink haired, bubbliness, and wondered how could anyone be so happy. Sure, he cried a lot, but he would bounce back so fast. If I didn't know how stupid he was, then I would pity him, but the guy is a complete idiot. He only passed school because of Nakano-san, who's genius level. I guess they completed each other, I don't know.
I have never had friends except my synthesiser. I never got out to even go looking for a friendship. I didn't want one and didn't need one. Tohma tried to convince me to get out more and make some friends. He said I was never the same since my parents died. I was three when they died, so of course I was never the same. I grew up! He would always tell me that I would never get anywhere in life the direction I was traveling. I thought my direction was good. He was rich and I never asked for anything, so he could just support me for the rest of my miserable life. It would get to the point where he would depress me so much I would lock myself in my room and curl into a ball on the floor and tell myself over that it was all a dream.
"Fujisaki, are you okay? Seriously, man, you don't look good." I heard Nakano-san say to me in the distance.
I looked around to locate him and jumped when I saw him right in front of my face. His voice sounded so far away.
"Fujisaki, are you okay?" he repeated, waving a hand in front of my face as if to break me from a trance.
I turned my face to the mirror on the other side of the dressing room we were all sitting around in. I looked pale. I stood quickly, my vision starting to become fuzzy and I was getting dizzy.
"I have to go." I mumbled and ran out of the dressing room.
(A/N): Well guys, this is my new fanfic. I hope that it is good so far. I will see you all next chapter! Ja ne.
PS: I do not own Gravitation. Maki-sensei does.