Hello, everyone! Long time no see, huh? Well, a long awaited story is finally being uploaded! I hope it's as big a hit as my "I'd Rather Have Won the Lottery", which I'm still attempting to finish for you lovely people. So, without further adue, I present, "Rewind".
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any characters pertaining to the series. All rights go to Maki Murikami for all the lovely creativity.
The alarm clock went off. A hand lazily appeared from underneath the expensive looking velvet blanket and cut it off. The lump moved around for a bit untill it's pink head popped out.
The man yawned and looked at the clock, which he thanked mentally for having the date and time.
"Fuck me, Thursday already?"
He jumped out of bed quickly and ran to his closet, throwing on anything that looked presentable. To a movie star, that's anything in their closet.
He combed through his hair with his small portable comb he carried everywhere as he made his way to the door.
"Uhm, sir," Came a very old English accent.
"Yes?" The man looked back at the old butler he's had for over three years now. Dare he call him a friend?
"You're late for your meeting," He announced.
"I know, I know, I'm going!" The pink haired man smiled at the butler.
"Just reminding you, sir," He smiled back at the man as he opened the door for him
The man ran to his car and hopped in. The driver started the car and drove off, making their way to the meeting.
The man stretched after turning on the radio. He loved morning talk shows, they were a slight pick me up.
"So, Mr. Eiri, I heard that your new book, Rewind, is out now?"
The man froze in the back seat.
"Yes, it's just been published and printed. I think the first few copies are in bookstores as we speak."
He cut it off quickly. That man still haunted him no matter where he went.
See, Shuichi Shindou and the famous Yuki Eiri got a divorce a long time ago. After that, Shuichi lost all inspiration for his music, which he still does every now and then, and moved to acting. Well, he hit it big and moved to America seeing as Japan was pouring with memories he just didn't want to remember.
"Alright, Mr. Shindou, we're here," The driver said to the back of the small limo.
"Oh, thanks, Dave," Shuichi opened the door and stepped out, "Come back around three, alright? We should be done then."
"Sure thing, get that part now," The driver said back in the thickest country accent anyone could muster.
Shuichi smiled and nodded then turned on his heel and up the steps leading to the producer's office.
Today, he was going to audition for a part in a new television series that was a mix of The L Word, Queer as Folk, and True Blood. Least, that's Shuichi's way of putting it. The producer calls it, "a cutting edge way of getting people use to the fact that we're surrounded by gays". Not Shuichi's choice of words, but hey.
He checked his hair one last time and knocked. He hadn't had work in a few months, so he was really working for this part.
"Come in," came a Brooklyn accent from behind the door.
Shuichi cracked open the door a bit to check out the room before completely giving himself to the producer to pick and prod at like a science experiment.
Shuichi made his way to the chair and sat down infront of the desk. The guy was on the phone with someone who was obviously talking up a storm.
Shuichi looked around the room at the pictures. The guy knew a wide arrange of actors, and according to the pictures, everyone loved him.
"Alright, then, just cancle the meeting today and set up another, simple as that!" he hung up the phone and rubbed his temples, "I'm surrounded by idiots... So, Mr. Shindou!"
Shuichi smiled at him. At least he was happy to see him.
"I'll guess you're sitting in that chair, shittin' your pants as we speak, huh?" The produvcer looked at the man, "Well, the character I'm giving you was made with you in mind. So, this part is specificly for you,"
"Then why-"
"Were you called? Well, I just wanted to talk to you for a bit, get to know you," he stared at Shuichi for a bit, "Explain your character,"
"Ah.." Shuichi said, a bit confused.
"Now, what we're looking for in this character is a mix of sexiness, vulnerablity, spunk, spark, pissiness and well, kind of like your-"
"My ex. Right?"
"Yeah! A mix of both of you in one person. I mean, you lived with him, you know how he is, right?"
Shuichi nodded a bit.
"Alright! Now, your character is a BIG art enthuist, so he obviously makes a lot of money, so not only do you have power and shouldn't be afraid of anything, you're afraid of EVERYTHING. Of being hurt, cheated on, used, abused, all that mumbo jumbo," he explained, a bit excited.
"Alright. And, what role does this character play?"
"In bed? Or in general?"
"I meant in general, but both is fine,"
"Well, because your character is just a bit unhappy, at first he plays both roles, ya get me? But once the man you're going to be playing beside through most of the series comes in, he'll be on the bottom. But, yeah, he can do both,"
"Alright,"
"And, in general, he plays the friend in the group that doesn't give a damn about the small problems the others go through. But big problems like divorce or cheating or rape or whatever he's there for them,"
"Alright, so a mix of insensitivity with sensitivity?"
"Yeah! If that's not to hard,"
"Oh, of course not," Shuichi smiled a bit.
"Alright! So, I'll give you a call when we cast who you're lovers are gunna be-"
"There's multiple?"
"Only in the begining. I think...two or three untill your "Knight in Shining Armor" comes along," he explained as he walked Shuichi to the door.
"I see,"
"So, yeah, I'll give ya a ring when we get that settled so you guys can meet and be friends or whatever bullshit gay guys do," he said jokingly.
"You wouldn't wanna know," Shuichi retorted.
"Yeah, let's keep that shit private, yeah?" the producer smiled back, laughing a bit.
Shuichi made his way outside and sat on the steps, pulling out a cigerette and lighting it. He wasn't lying when he said his ex haunted him. And, trust him, he didn't want to start smoking, but it did take your mind off things.
Shuichi pulled out his cell and saw a few texts from his old friend Hiro. Him and his new band was coming to America on tour and they wanted to stay at Shuichi's house for a bit.
Shuichi loved it when Hiro visited. But, he's only met Hiro's band mates a handful of times and didn't know how they acted on a daily bases, so the decision was a bit hard to make. He wouldn't kick Hiro out. Never. But he tried to take the, "Only you, okay? *kissey face kissey face*" way out and Hiro only replied back with, "It's a tour Shu, they're gunna be there..". So, that's how they all ended up bumming rooms.
The only thing Shuichi knew about them is they liked to drink. And eat. And party. He knew one of them was bisexual and one of them couldn't care who or what is was as long as the sex was consensual and he assumed the others were straight. But that's all he knew of the band.
Dave drove up and honked to get Shuichi's attention. He stood up smiling and walked to the limo.
"So, what happened?" Dave asked as he made his way to the rear car door.
"Well, obviously," Shuichi started to say with a frown on his face, "I got it," he smiled once he saw Dave's reaction.
"Are you serious? That's great!" he said, hugging his employer, "Oh, yeah, sorry," he pulled away to open the door for Shuichi.
Shuichi laughed a bit and got in, bumping heads with another person.
"Ow, what the he-"
"Long time no see, Shu,"
Shuichi looked up, his eyes met with a pair he hadn't seen in years.
Well, here it is! Prepare for the next sixth chapters to come! I worked very hard on this to make up for a LOT of lost time with IRHWtL because I know that a lot of readers are wanting it done. Just give me some time to think. I'm not quite sure what direction it should go yet.
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Thank you everyone for reading!
Much love,
ShuChan
