A\N: Ok! Here we go my first fan fiction in a LONG time. I'm afraid of
being "unrealistic" with the characters since they aren't mine and I'm
afraid of rejection...
Yes I'm insecure. I came to find the title of this story from a line in a poem written by one of my favorite poets.
This poem:
The True Knowledge
Thou knowest all; I seek in vain What lands to till or sow with seed - The land is black with brier and weed, Nor cares for falling tears or rain.
Thou knowest all; I sit and wait With blinded eyes and hands that fail, Till the last lifting of the veil And the first opening of the gate.
Thou knowest all; I cannot see. I trust I shall not live in vain, I know that we shall meet again In some divine eternity.
~ Oscar Wilde
Ok down to business I don't like disclaimers when this is obviously FAN fiction of course I don't own this. If I did I'd be very happy Gravitation has a great story line.
Warnings: obviously this is shounen ai / yaoi, but it also has dark themes: kidnapping, murder, rape, etc.
Pairings: the main pairing is Suguru / Hiro also there is Yuki / Shuichi and if you call Tatsuha obsessing over Ryuichi a pairing then there's that too.
Suguru Fujisaki and Tohma Seguchi are my favorite characters. Oh! And Yuji Nakano! He is so cool! Ok I'm going to write now. This has switching viewpoints so try to keep up. I'm starting out with Hiro's.
I hope you enjoy my story! Please review.
Love lots,
Life Is My Cliché
~ Falling Tears ~
"Bye-ee!" Shuichi shouted as he ran out the door. "La li hooooooooo!"
Damn another day lost mostly to Shuichi's three-sixty mood swings. I don't mind really I'm used to it, but Suguru is easily frustrated by it. Yet as of now there are more pressing matters to attend. Well actually I have Christmas shopping to do but the one person I have yet to find the perfect gift for is Suguru. My sweet, serious, determined Suguru. My beautiful, wonderful, amazing Suguru. But what can I give him that says, 'I think you are better than Tohma, you don't have to prove yourself, I love you for just being yourself,'? I love him so much but I don't know how to tell him, I'm afraid of scaring him away.
I grabbed my coat and put it on leaving the studio. It was snowing outside, it looked so pretty. It gave the scenery a magical essence.
I turned to my right and headed down the street, I hadn't taken my bike since it was supposed to snow.
A young man, who looked only a few years older than me stopped suddenly, staring at me. He was wearing a black jacket with a hood that covered most of his light brown hair, he had piercing green eyes that were partially hidden behind thick black glasses.
"You're Hiroshi Nakano." He said calmly but his eyes were wide and gave him a stunned appearance.
I smiled at him, "Yep."
"I'm a big fan, I play guitar too, not nearly as well as you though. My brother taught me." He smiled.
"Well I'm sure you could be. Practice makes perfect. If it's something you enjoy then never give up." I didn't want to be rude but I was kind of in a hurry.
"Um, could I, um, get an autograph?" he asked really shyly.
"Sure." I reached my hands into my pockets searching for a pen and paper but came up with neither. All I found was one of my guitar picks. "I'm sorry I don't have anything to write with or on...but here." I handed him the guitar pick. "Believe in yourself, and never give up on what you love."
He smiled widely, "Thank you so much. Merry Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas."
A/N: it seems nice so far doesn't it? Well it's only just begun and no this chapter isn't over, I'm merely switching viewpoints. Now to Suguru's POV.
Shuichi suspended the productive process for the day. Crying in the corner for half the day before Nakano managed to cheer him up soon after which he bounced out of here. Yet here I am working late even Nakano left. Though he does pull his weight unlike Shuichi. I don't hate him, he just gets on my nerves. I like to be structured and get a sufficient amount of work done and he is putting us behind schedule. I'm so fed up I would gladly pay Yuki to be nice to him. Yet I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't like it if someone paid Hiroshi to be nice to me. I would feel even more pathetic than I do now, which is somewhat impossible. Me pining over Hiroshi Nakano, my band member. It's very unprofessional.
Well, I'm not going to get much more done tonight. I gathered my papers turned off the lights and locked up.
It was already dark out when I headed out into the snow. I hate the snow, it's wet, it's cold and it only hinders people. It keeps you from getting where you're going and being on time. I wrapped my scarf tightly around my neck shielding myself from the cold.
It's a week till Christmas and I have all of my shopping done all ready. I'm glad, I like having things done and out of the way.
I looked up. There was a man wearing a black hooded jacket just standing in front of me. I couldn't see much of his face only that he was wearing glasses and had shocking green eyes.
He smirked and gave a smug little laugh. I instinctively stepped back as he walked toward me, pulling something out of his pocket.
"I've been waiting for you Suguru Fujisaki." He seized my arm and pulled me into him in one swift motion. He covered my mouth with a cloth. My eyes widened. I tried to get away from him but it was no use.
"Good night my dear Suguru." He whispered harshly in my ear as I slipped into a deep sleep.
~
"I-I love you Hiro." I whispered to him.
He stepped back and looked at me, repulsed by my affection. I fell to my knees and looked up at him. His back was turned to me and he was walking away from me. Iron bars fell in front of me. Caging me, keeping me from him.
"HIRO! PLEASE! WAIT!" I cried, but he said nothing.
He just kept walking away from me.
I woke up screaming. It was just a dream, just a horrible dream.
But, now, where am I now? I sat up, I had been lying on the cold damp concrete floor. I stood up realizing my hands were cuffed and chained to the wall. The room was barren cold and damp, and had a steel door with no windows. It would have been pitch black if it were not for the flickering, dull florescent lights over head.
I heard the door unlock with a loud 'clank' sound. In stepped the man responsible for my being here. His face was no longer hidden and was completely visible. He had long cherry red hair with light brown bangs. His green eyes were narrowed and he had a smug look and a smirk plastered across his face. He was no longer wearing glasses.
"How did you sleep my dear Suguru?" his smirk widened.
I glared at him, "What do you want with me?! Why did you abduct me?!"
He pinned me to the wall, and caressed my cheek. I shuttered at his icy touch. "Because I want you Suguru, I want all of you." He kissed me deeply not letting me escape his hold.
He pinned my chained arms above my head. I cried for the first time in years as he ripped off my shirt.
A/N: Angst, yes I'm an angst writer. I hope you like it so far please review.
Yes I'm insecure. I came to find the title of this story from a line in a poem written by one of my favorite poets.
This poem:
The True Knowledge
Thou knowest all; I seek in vain What lands to till or sow with seed - The land is black with brier and weed, Nor cares for falling tears or rain.
Thou knowest all; I sit and wait With blinded eyes and hands that fail, Till the last lifting of the veil And the first opening of the gate.
Thou knowest all; I cannot see. I trust I shall not live in vain, I know that we shall meet again In some divine eternity.
~ Oscar Wilde
Ok down to business I don't like disclaimers when this is obviously FAN fiction of course I don't own this. If I did I'd be very happy Gravitation has a great story line.
Warnings: obviously this is shounen ai / yaoi, but it also has dark themes: kidnapping, murder, rape, etc.
Pairings: the main pairing is Suguru / Hiro also there is Yuki / Shuichi and if you call Tatsuha obsessing over Ryuichi a pairing then there's that too.
Suguru Fujisaki and Tohma Seguchi are my favorite characters. Oh! And Yuji Nakano! He is so cool! Ok I'm going to write now. This has switching viewpoints so try to keep up. I'm starting out with Hiro's.
I hope you enjoy my story! Please review.
Love lots,
Life Is My Cliché
~ Falling Tears ~
"Bye-ee!" Shuichi shouted as he ran out the door. "La li hooooooooo!"
Damn another day lost mostly to Shuichi's three-sixty mood swings. I don't mind really I'm used to it, but Suguru is easily frustrated by it. Yet as of now there are more pressing matters to attend. Well actually I have Christmas shopping to do but the one person I have yet to find the perfect gift for is Suguru. My sweet, serious, determined Suguru. My beautiful, wonderful, amazing Suguru. But what can I give him that says, 'I think you are better than Tohma, you don't have to prove yourself, I love you for just being yourself,'? I love him so much but I don't know how to tell him, I'm afraid of scaring him away.
I grabbed my coat and put it on leaving the studio. It was snowing outside, it looked so pretty. It gave the scenery a magical essence.
I turned to my right and headed down the street, I hadn't taken my bike since it was supposed to snow.
A young man, who looked only a few years older than me stopped suddenly, staring at me. He was wearing a black jacket with a hood that covered most of his light brown hair, he had piercing green eyes that were partially hidden behind thick black glasses.
"You're Hiroshi Nakano." He said calmly but his eyes were wide and gave him a stunned appearance.
I smiled at him, "Yep."
"I'm a big fan, I play guitar too, not nearly as well as you though. My brother taught me." He smiled.
"Well I'm sure you could be. Practice makes perfect. If it's something you enjoy then never give up." I didn't want to be rude but I was kind of in a hurry.
"Um, could I, um, get an autograph?" he asked really shyly.
"Sure." I reached my hands into my pockets searching for a pen and paper but came up with neither. All I found was one of my guitar picks. "I'm sorry I don't have anything to write with or on...but here." I handed him the guitar pick. "Believe in yourself, and never give up on what you love."
He smiled widely, "Thank you so much. Merry Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas."
A/N: it seems nice so far doesn't it? Well it's only just begun and no this chapter isn't over, I'm merely switching viewpoints. Now to Suguru's POV.
Shuichi suspended the productive process for the day. Crying in the corner for half the day before Nakano managed to cheer him up soon after which he bounced out of here. Yet here I am working late even Nakano left. Though he does pull his weight unlike Shuichi. I don't hate him, he just gets on my nerves. I like to be structured and get a sufficient amount of work done and he is putting us behind schedule. I'm so fed up I would gladly pay Yuki to be nice to him. Yet I wouldn't do that, I wouldn't like it if someone paid Hiroshi to be nice to me. I would feel even more pathetic than I do now, which is somewhat impossible. Me pining over Hiroshi Nakano, my band member. It's very unprofessional.
Well, I'm not going to get much more done tonight. I gathered my papers turned off the lights and locked up.
It was already dark out when I headed out into the snow. I hate the snow, it's wet, it's cold and it only hinders people. It keeps you from getting where you're going and being on time. I wrapped my scarf tightly around my neck shielding myself from the cold.
It's a week till Christmas and I have all of my shopping done all ready. I'm glad, I like having things done and out of the way.
I looked up. There was a man wearing a black hooded jacket just standing in front of me. I couldn't see much of his face only that he was wearing glasses and had shocking green eyes.
He smirked and gave a smug little laugh. I instinctively stepped back as he walked toward me, pulling something out of his pocket.
"I've been waiting for you Suguru Fujisaki." He seized my arm and pulled me into him in one swift motion. He covered my mouth with a cloth. My eyes widened. I tried to get away from him but it was no use.
"Good night my dear Suguru." He whispered harshly in my ear as I slipped into a deep sleep.
~
"I-I love you Hiro." I whispered to him.
He stepped back and looked at me, repulsed by my affection. I fell to my knees and looked up at him. His back was turned to me and he was walking away from me. Iron bars fell in front of me. Caging me, keeping me from him.
"HIRO! PLEASE! WAIT!" I cried, but he said nothing.
He just kept walking away from me.
I woke up screaming. It was just a dream, just a horrible dream.
But, now, where am I now? I sat up, I had been lying on the cold damp concrete floor. I stood up realizing my hands were cuffed and chained to the wall. The room was barren cold and damp, and had a steel door with no windows. It would have been pitch black if it were not for the flickering, dull florescent lights over head.
I heard the door unlock with a loud 'clank' sound. In stepped the man responsible for my being here. His face was no longer hidden and was completely visible. He had long cherry red hair with light brown bangs. His green eyes were narrowed and he had a smug look and a smirk plastered across his face. He was no longer wearing glasses.
"How did you sleep my dear Suguru?" his smirk widened.
I glared at him, "What do you want with me?! Why did you abduct me?!"
He pinned me to the wall, and caressed my cheek. I shuttered at his icy touch. "Because I want you Suguru, I want all of you." He kissed me deeply not letting me escape his hold.
He pinned my chained arms above my head. I cried for the first time in years as he ripped off my shirt.
A/N: Angst, yes I'm an angst writer. I hope you like it so far please review.
