Angel Sleep (just thought up the title like 2 seconds ago… and it shows
^^"")
By Nekozuki (Majik, Sage… etc etc etc)
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This is still in the process of, and while I have an idea of where I want it to go, I'm not certain when I'll actually get around to do it ^^"" (soon I hope!)
As well, the Sakura (Angel Girl) is not suppose to be a persona of the writer. She's just Sakura, a wacked up girl that appeared while I was writing! ME NO LIKE SELF-INSERTIONS!!!! ME NEVER DO THOSE!!!
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Shuichi tapped his fingers on the dashboard in tune with the song that he had blasting form the radio. He liked to move them like he was playing a piano, though in reality he couldn't even tell one side a piano from the other. But that wasn't necessary to enjoy faking it. Yuki gave him a dark look but either the young man didn't notice or didn't care at the moment. The writer rolled his eyes in aggravation, turning back to the road, but he didn't say anything.
The two should be on their way to an all expense paid weekend getaway at 'Lovers Cove' a place for two people trying to get away. Or more specifically, two male people who just happened to in a very close relationship. However, if you were to go back to the first line in this paragraph, you would notice the 'should'. Indeed, Shuichi had fully intended on dragging Yuki to this drool sounding place, however, his lover had quickly vetoed the idea. Instead they were going to the beach, only two hours away by car so that Yuki could cut short this little vacation whenever he wanted to. (Which could range from an extra day to three hours depending on his mood).
Shuichi sighed, giving the older man a wistful glance. Yuki didn't notice this in the least. He was more concerned with the wavery lights that were coming towards the car at a very fast speed. With a violent jerk, those two lights twisted straight towards them, and turned from two benign looking lights to a very large looking truck.
The young singer shrieked in shock as the car was violently slammed into, sending them careening off the road. As the trees speed by, all Shuichi could think about was Yuki, and if the older man was okay. Reaching out to grab his lover's hand, Shuichi cried out the only name on his mind just before something cracked into the side of his head, sending a shocking pain through his head. The world went into a dizzying spin before everything faded to black. Until he couldn't feel anything at all.
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"Shuichi!! Shuichi! Wake up!" a voice echoed through his head, and almost as if he was never asleep, Shuichi snapped awake.
He didn't open his eyes, instead allowing his memory to catch up, filling him in with the events that were still slightly foggy in his mind. He could remember waking up Yuki this morning, being violently knocked aside with a foul curse. Packing, leaving, driving, crashing….
squeak
"Yuki!" he jerked up, looking around frantically, "Where's Yuki?"
He continued to look around frantically, searching desperately for the familiar face of his lover. Bed…desk…wall…person with wings…window…
Shuichi blinked.
Anou….
Shuichi rubbernecked rather violently, wide eyes enlarging even more as he took in the site before him. A teenage girl, maybe a year or two younger than him, floated just above, smiling brightly.
"Geh!" Shuichi shrieked, scrambling back as quickly as he could. With a wail, the young boy fell off the bed; arms sprawled out and mouth gapping.
"Oh!" The girl followed closely behind him, peeking over the corner of the bed to stare at the befuddled Shuichi.
"You okay?" She asked.
Shuichi opened his mouth to reply, but he really couldn't get anything out. Instead it just flapped blankly. Finally, he coughed and forced out something that resembled words.
"Are you… are you.. an… angel?"
"I guess you can call me that! Why?" The girl giggled cheerfully.
Wordlessly, Shuichi pointed a trembling finger at her white wings. "Don't angels always have those?"
The girl blinked and than peeked over her shoulder, following Shuichi's stare. Her gaze searched behind her for a few seconds as if searching for something, before the light of understanding went off in her eyes.
"Actually," She looked back at him, "No one has them." With a snap of her fingers the wings seemed to glitter before fazing out. 'We just have them for show, since everyone believes that we're suppose to." She shrugged diplomatically, "I don't really mind, they're pretty!"
Shuichi nodded slowly, the information making a slow circle in his head before creeping out the other ear. If an angel was in front of him, did that mean… he was dead? That he was never going to sing again? Never see Yuki again? Yuki! What about Yuki!"
"Yuki! What about him?" Shuichi cried in almost an exact replica of his thoughts.
The girl raised her hands in supplement. "Maa maa, don't worry. Your loved one is quite well, being grumpy as usual."
Shuichi smiled in relief. Yuki was all right, and that was the most important thing. Mind more at ease, he looked up again at the odd girl. She seemed rather nice and he was hoping she would tell him more.
"Can I see him?" Slowly spoken as he twirled a lock of pink hair in two fingers.
Looking down, the girl suddenly seemed to withdraw, looking solemn. She closed her eyes for a second and looked as if she was rehearsing a speech in her head. A tight feeling filled Shuichi's chest and he leaned forward, suddenly wary.
"You can see him," She stated, and Shuichi smiled in relief. "But he can't see you."
Confused, Shuichi wrinkled his eyebrows and gazed at her beseechingly.
"Why?"
"Shuichi." The girl straightened up abruptly and thumped her fist against her chest, struggling to look imposing. "You're in a coma and I've been assigned as your guiding angel!"
Shuichi face-vaulted.
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TBC!
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Hehehe, my mind went on a little tangent of it's own a few times in that little story. But I still find it rather amusing (maybe it's only that way to me because I had al these little jokes going through my head as I wrote it!) ^^"" oh well. I hope to write more soon! Ja!
By Nekozuki (Majik, Sage… etc etc etc)
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This is still in the process of, and while I have an idea of where I want it to go, I'm not certain when I'll actually get around to do it ^^"" (soon I hope!)
As well, the Sakura (Angel Girl) is not suppose to be a persona of the writer. She's just Sakura, a wacked up girl that appeared while I was writing! ME NO LIKE SELF-INSERTIONS!!!! ME NEVER DO THOSE!!!
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Shuichi tapped his fingers on the dashboard in tune with the song that he had blasting form the radio. He liked to move them like he was playing a piano, though in reality he couldn't even tell one side a piano from the other. But that wasn't necessary to enjoy faking it. Yuki gave him a dark look but either the young man didn't notice or didn't care at the moment. The writer rolled his eyes in aggravation, turning back to the road, but he didn't say anything.
The two should be on their way to an all expense paid weekend getaway at 'Lovers Cove' a place for two people trying to get away. Or more specifically, two male people who just happened to in a very close relationship. However, if you were to go back to the first line in this paragraph, you would notice the 'should'. Indeed, Shuichi had fully intended on dragging Yuki to this drool sounding place, however, his lover had quickly vetoed the idea. Instead they were going to the beach, only two hours away by car so that Yuki could cut short this little vacation whenever he wanted to. (Which could range from an extra day to three hours depending on his mood).
Shuichi sighed, giving the older man a wistful glance. Yuki didn't notice this in the least. He was more concerned with the wavery lights that were coming towards the car at a very fast speed. With a violent jerk, those two lights twisted straight towards them, and turned from two benign looking lights to a very large looking truck.
The young singer shrieked in shock as the car was violently slammed into, sending them careening off the road. As the trees speed by, all Shuichi could think about was Yuki, and if the older man was okay. Reaching out to grab his lover's hand, Shuichi cried out the only name on his mind just before something cracked into the side of his head, sending a shocking pain through his head. The world went into a dizzying spin before everything faded to black. Until he couldn't feel anything at all.
~~~@@@~~~
"Shuichi!! Shuichi! Wake up!" a voice echoed through his head, and almost as if he was never asleep, Shuichi snapped awake.
He didn't open his eyes, instead allowing his memory to catch up, filling him in with the events that were still slightly foggy in his mind. He could remember waking up Yuki this morning, being violently knocked aside with a foul curse. Packing, leaving, driving, crashing….
squeak
"Yuki!" he jerked up, looking around frantically, "Where's Yuki?"
He continued to look around frantically, searching desperately for the familiar face of his lover. Bed…desk…wall…person with wings…window…
Shuichi blinked.
Anou….
Shuichi rubbernecked rather violently, wide eyes enlarging even more as he took in the site before him. A teenage girl, maybe a year or two younger than him, floated just above, smiling brightly.
"Geh!" Shuichi shrieked, scrambling back as quickly as he could. With a wail, the young boy fell off the bed; arms sprawled out and mouth gapping.
"Oh!" The girl followed closely behind him, peeking over the corner of the bed to stare at the befuddled Shuichi.
"You okay?" She asked.
Shuichi opened his mouth to reply, but he really couldn't get anything out. Instead it just flapped blankly. Finally, he coughed and forced out something that resembled words.
"Are you… are you.. an… angel?"
"I guess you can call me that! Why?" The girl giggled cheerfully.
Wordlessly, Shuichi pointed a trembling finger at her white wings. "Don't angels always have those?"
The girl blinked and than peeked over her shoulder, following Shuichi's stare. Her gaze searched behind her for a few seconds as if searching for something, before the light of understanding went off in her eyes.
"Actually," She looked back at him, "No one has them." With a snap of her fingers the wings seemed to glitter before fazing out. 'We just have them for show, since everyone believes that we're suppose to." She shrugged diplomatically, "I don't really mind, they're pretty!"
Shuichi nodded slowly, the information making a slow circle in his head before creeping out the other ear. If an angel was in front of him, did that mean… he was dead? That he was never going to sing again? Never see Yuki again? Yuki! What about Yuki!"
"Yuki! What about him?" Shuichi cried in almost an exact replica of his thoughts.
The girl raised her hands in supplement. "Maa maa, don't worry. Your loved one is quite well, being grumpy as usual."
Shuichi smiled in relief. Yuki was all right, and that was the most important thing. Mind more at ease, he looked up again at the odd girl. She seemed rather nice and he was hoping she would tell him more.
"Can I see him?" Slowly spoken as he twirled a lock of pink hair in two fingers.
Looking down, the girl suddenly seemed to withdraw, looking solemn. She closed her eyes for a second and looked as if she was rehearsing a speech in her head. A tight feeling filled Shuichi's chest and he leaned forward, suddenly wary.
"You can see him," She stated, and Shuichi smiled in relief. "But he can't see you."
Confused, Shuichi wrinkled his eyebrows and gazed at her beseechingly.
"Why?"
"Shuichi." The girl straightened up abruptly and thumped her fist against her chest, struggling to look imposing. "You're in a coma and I've been assigned as your guiding angel!"
Shuichi face-vaulted.
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TBC!
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Hehehe, my mind went on a little tangent of it's own a few times in that little story. But I still find it rather amusing (maybe it's only that way to me because I had al these little jokes going through my head as I wrote it!) ^^"" oh well. I hope to write more soon! Ja!