Disclaimer: Dont own Gravitation characters, wish I could. Please bear with me this is my first fic.
AN: This story has been sitting inmy mind for 1-2 years in my head, had written the first part on my PDA but hadnt been proof read or anything. I have been planning to write at least the first 3 chapt before posting this but since I had time while waiting for the seige (I'm also addicted to a online MMOPRG game )to start, might as well post the chapter I have completed. I'd appreciate a review to improve the story. Thx!
Edit I just edited the first 4 chapters and made some minor changes or added some minor thing. I noticed the mistakes that I made and made the changes. I would also like to apologize for it has been a while sine I updated this fanfic. I have chapter 5 planned out and on the works to be typed up and chapter 6 is partially planned. Thx for the readers of this fanfic (smile)
CONFUSED HEART, UNDECIDED HEART
Track 1: Dreams
"Shuichi, come on." The girl in front of him called out as the sound of the school bell reached them. The ringing of the bell tells the students that they have 15 minutes left until homeroom.
"Come on we are going to be late, class presidents should never be late you know." A familiar voice called from his left shoulder as a pair of hand took his hand and ran along with him, keeping up with the pace set by the girl in front of him. Shuichi turned his head to see his sister smiling at him while he tried finishing the half-eaten toast he held in his other hand.
The three reached their lockers, incidentally next to each other, with 10 more minutes to spare. Giving a minute to catch their breath before heading to their respective classrooms, Maiko told his brother, "Aniki, next time you decide to stay up late at least have the decency to wake up on time in the morning, especially if the following day is a school day."
"You know that I only stay up late for two reasons." He said in a low voice as he slowly donned on his public serious/mysterious-loner-yet-magnetic mask. "One, to study for an extremely important and difficult exam which only happens a few times." His sister sweat dropped for all of the subject her brother's subject is soooo advanced all of them are difficult for her. If she is the one taking them, she wouldn't last a week without thinking of suicide. "Two, is for Nittle Grasper. Sakuma-sama is soooo cool." Shuichi said as his normally serious, unreadable face is replaced by a star struck one. With Shuichi's dreamy face, it's safe to bet that the reason he stayed up late was the latter.
Shuichi is a normal person, normal in a sense that he does everything expected of him by society (the norm) and family especially his strict father. The thing that may be out of ordinary is his uncanny ability to be successful in anything he sets his mind to.
He is always on top of his class but he is not the studious type, he can easily store information and use them at a moment's notice. He does not need to study much thus giving him time for extra-curricular activities.
He is currently the class president of his class, pilot class, with a promising future as the next student council president. He is also a member of the glee club, for he has the most beautiful singing voice anybody have ever heard. He is also honorary member in a number of other clubs like the poetry society, bookworm, dance, art, cooking and self-defense club. He is also an honorary member in one club but in it he is only known there as the "Pink Energy". He was able to keep his identity from every body with the help of his sister and two best friends, one of which is the club's president, Hiroshi Nagano.
Nobody outside Maiko and his two best friends know about his growing obsession with Nittle Grasper, especially to its 'heavenly' lead vocalist. His parents, particularly his father, are what you can call 'traditional' parents and loving, correction idolizing, a rock band is out of the set norm. It is for this reason that he did not openly show his growing fascination to that band.
Nobody knew about his growing obsession, except for three certain people, for he deemed that it was not important for others to know his likes and dislikes, besides his parents might find out. And it would not do well on the public image he worked on since early grade school, with the urging of his father, to be forever perfect. If people knew about him 'worshiping' a rockish band especially its god-like vocalist, he'd be done for.
He was snapped from his thoughts of Sakuma-sama's attire last night (a white frilly shirt buttoned only at the breastbone and left open on other places showing his smooth skin and flat stomach, a tight fitting black leather pants and a black cowboy hat), during Nittle Grasper's last concert, when Maiko slammed her locker closed, her things already in her hand and her bag in the locker; same goes with the blond girl standing by her locker waiting for him for it has become their habit to go to the classroom together (since they are in the same class).
It was said Nittle Grasper is breaking up for some unknown reason. He desperately wanted to go that concert; he had the money to purchase the expensive tickets but could not find a way to slip out without being caught, so he contented himself with watching the pay-per-view live broadcast.
He quickly opened his locker and gathered everything he will need before dumping his bag in the locker. While closing his locker, he heard Maiko sigh and say, "Next time you do that, I'll leave you at home. You're the most responsible person I have ever known but when it comes to Nittle Grasper you're the exact opposite, you become this irresponsible person that I never knew existed in you." She shook her head then checked for the time, 5 more minutes. Before heading for her classroom, she faced Shuichi's girl best friend.
"Thank you for putting up with us, especially with my brother. I wonder how you can tolerate this brother of mine, with all his 'masks', because if I were in your shoes, I'd have walked away since meeting him the first time that day when you moved next door." She added a wink, indicating that she was only kidding, before running to the direction of her classroom.
Shuichi was about to answer the 'insult' but caught the wink and just smiled at his sister's retreating form. Even though they are always bickering or getting into verbal fights at home or with the privacy of people Shuichi has allowed to be close to him, he loves his sister very much and would give anything, his life even, to protect and save her from any harm and he knows she would do the same.
Nodding at the blond girl, he headed to their classroom with her by his side, letting him lead the way. He smiled warmly at her. "Don't mind what Maiko said earlier, she's just angry that I almost made her late that can ruin her so-far perfect attendance record; as if I would do that to her." He said with a wink. "But she actually made a point. How can you tolerate me, the many me—the real me? I mean there are times that I drained Hiro's patience because of it and to think he knows me longer than you did… even I –" Shuichi was stopped on his would be tirade by a finger pressed against his lips, gaining his silence.
They just reached the partially opened door to their classroom, some of the early morning chatter spilling onto the hallway. The blond faced him with smile on her lips as she removed her finger from his lips, leaning closer to him so she could whisper on his ear—not wanting anybody to hear their conversation especially the whole class that is just a few feet away.
"I didn't actually mind it actually made me happy for it shows that I'm privileged enough to have your sister's acceptance of me, I've heard of some stories you know, given the circumstances. And I can tolerate you, because I know the real you and the reason for all those masks. It is for those reasons why I like you; it shows you are not this perfect person everybody thinks." She pulled back and started to head into the room; she paused and looked at him over her shoulders. "Besides, I have been around you and Maiko for so long that I'm used to your 'fights'." Her voice was still low enough for only Shuichi to hear.
He smiled at what she said, a feeling, not to foreign to him, suddenly filled his heart at the sight of her lips pulled to a sweet smile.
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her back into the hallway. "Wait, I have been meaning to ask you this and you can say no… you don't have to do this… if you don't like to… and I'm not asking you because I heard you don't have any partners yet but because… you see uhmm… would you go to the prom with me?" He blurted out the last words, afraid that she'd say no when he wants her to say yes.
She was silent for some time, "The reason why I don't have anybody to go with yet is because I'm waiting for you to ask me. You know, I will only go to the prom if I'm with you." He gave a big whoop (a rarity for his 'personality' to do this kind of action in public) and sobered down as he realized that he's out in the public not in the privacy of his friends' ( Hiro and the blond) or his sister's presence. He then spied the homeroom teacher down the hall.
Putting a hand at the small of the blond's back, he propelled her into the room as he called for the class to stand to greet their teacher.
Shuichi opened his eyes, jerked awake by Yuki's arm snaking around his waist to pull him closer until he felt his lover's chest against his back. His mind still on the dream that seems so familiar, it's as if he just watched part of his past. He tried to recall all about the dream but his brain just then chose to store it away—away from his mental reach.
Yuki, in his sleep, tried to snuggle Shuichi closer to him, his hand tightening on his waist. "I love you Shuichi." He said in his sleep, burrowing his face in Shuichi's strawberry scented hair. Shuichi smiled, the events earlier pushing the remnants of his dream from his mind but his mind is still unconsciously trying to remember the people in his dream. He snuggled closer to Yuki, enjoying his warmth on his back, drifting back to sleep with the smell of both their scent with the musk of crushed and heated roses filling his senses.
He's in a ballroom, not too large but not too small, decorated in shades of brown and purple. A score or more of tables are set for dinner with beautiful centerpieces following the 'brown-purple' Asian motif. A center table near the stage is decorated with the same color but with a few more whites. Buffet tables are located on either side of the room, long tables decorated with the motif in mind, groaning under the weight of food placed on it.
A number of people walked about talking, socializing, sometimes calling out to him and the blond beside him, congratulating them about something. He would just smile and mingle some more, drinking a glass of champagne he would get from a passing waiter.
He reached with his left hand for the silk-covered hand placed on his arm. Looking at the same direction, he admired his partner once again.
She had her long blond hair piled up on her head, a few pale lavender ribbons weaved through it. She is wearing a simple yet elegant white dress accentuated at certain places by the same pale lavender color. She wore only light make-up, enhancing her already beautiful features. A pair of dangling earrings and a matching necklace graced her ears and neck.
He himself is dashing in his formal suit. He had on a classic black tux, over a crisp white shirt and a tie the same color as the ribbons on her head. A rose bud the same hue as his tie is placed on the breast pocket of his suit.
In another part of the room, the now least populated part, a white gazebo stood; covered with green vines twined with white roses. Several strategically placed white candles bathed the area with soft light along with the strings of light twined among the vines.
Earlier, this area was set-up as the photo-op area but the party is dying down; only a few people remain, dancing to the music played by the hired band. They are currently playing a romantic version of 'Sleepless Beauty'. He led his partner to the gazebo as the band played the first notes of the song.
At the center of the gazebo, he pulled her to him. "Shall we dance?" Not waiting for an answer, he started swaying with the song; his partner matching is every step. For a time, they stayed this way, it was only for a couple of minutes but for him it seems an eternity. Shuichi sometimes sang along, his soft voice reaching only her ears, expressing with the lyrics of the song his feeling for her. They reluctantly pulled away from the dance when the band began playing livelier songs but they remained in the gazebo still surrounded by the soft, romantic light enjoying the privacy they have not been able to have earlier that night.
Unable to help himself, he caressed her cheeks as he looked into her eyes, his feelings for her showing in his eyes. "I will always love you." He said before leaning down to kiss her. Pulling from the kiss he continued, "I can never live without you by my side," his lips a breath away from hers. He breathed a promised against her lips, his soft voice only heard by the blond; he smiled sweetly at her then sealed it with a kiss.
"I love you, Yu—" The rest are drowned out by the band's music, only the one in his arms heard the rest.
It has been his routine to wake up before dawn since Shuichi convinced him to let the pink-haired singer of Bad Luck to live with him. He had always been up early in the morning even before Shuichi came into his life and as for his lover well, his job often called for tiring work until late at night and its good enough reason for Yuki to let him as much sleep as much as he can before going to work. With this in mind, he would prepare breakfast for him and wake him up to get ready for work 30-45 minutes before he needs to leave.
It has always been like that in the morning for 3 years and that early morning was not different as Yuki woke up even before the sun rose from the east.
Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he automatically checked for the time. 6:00 AM. After a minute, he sat up intending to get up and wash and prepare breakfast. He just planted his feet onto the cold floor, sending shivers up his body, when a pair of arms snaked around his waist, its owner unconsciously pulling the novelist closer to him.
"Stay." Shuichi said in his sleep, wriggling even closer to Yuki's warmth.
Given the night they had, he followed Shuichi's sleepy request. He sat back on the headboard and shifted Shuichi so that he can have his arm around Shuichi's shoulder. His lover's pink head on his chest, exactly over his heart, Shuichi's left arm lay across his waist.
They stayed this way for a while; Shuichi in a deep sleep while Yuki is fully awake, content in their current position and the way things are with Shuichi. He stared off into space, his mind busy planning his future with the one beside him. He placed his right hand, onto the hand on his stomach, searching out a certain finger; the finger that held all their promise, love and future. Something cold is placed on it, yet it was warm where metal met skin.
Warmth, the coldness of metal and skin, these things reminded him of the events the previous night and his dreams for the not too distant future.
TBC
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