Chapter 2:
"Suguru-san, how long do you plan on staying locked up in there?" I heard Tohma say through my door.
I glared at the door from under my bed. I was searching through all of the mess to find my old music notes and Tohma disrupted me. I pulled myself out from under the bed and stood, walking to the door slowly. I opened it a crack to where Tohma could only see my eye.
"Well, Suguru-san, that's improvement, but how about you take your whole body outside?"
I hated the tone of his voice. He talked to me like he was talking to a four year old learning to tie his shoes. I just glared at him.
"Look, I have a reason for bothering you..." he said slowly, losing that stupid, fake smile he always wears.
He did that on many occasions with me. He would lose that creepy, superior smile he always wore and stare me down with his powerful gaze. I always felt helpless when he looked at me with those green eyes of his. It was as if he was looking at a monster and his gaze would burn me on the spot.
"As your boss, I am ordering you to get out of your room and make your way to NG. Sakano-san called for a meeting between you, Shindou-san, and Nakano-san. Your presence is mandantory."
I continued to glare at him for the longest time. I wanted him to disappear... Better yet, I wanted to disappear. I didn't fit in with that stupid band, with those stupid band members, yet Tohma tried so hard to put me right in the middle...
"Fine.." I mumbled, shutting the door once again.
I heard Tohma leave, a slight slowness in his step. I leaned against the door and slid to the floor, trying to steady my head. Music notes were scattered across the floor at my feet. They all seemed distorted. I couldn't read a single bit of it. I shook my head to clear it out, standing once again to get ready to go to the meeting.
I made it a habit to put on make-up, and a lot of it. It gave me my youthful look back, hiding the stresslines. I also dyed my hair regularly to hide my gray hair. I was slowly turning into a 'teenaged adult,' if that made any sense at all.
I entered NG with a dark cloud over my head. I hated NG. It was too full of peppy people. Everywhere I turn there was a wave and a smile from all the assosiates, other bands saluting me with a grin, laughing with their friends. It made me angry. I didn't see how they could be so happy when there was nothing to be happy about in this world...nothing at all.
"It's about time you got here, Suguru-san!" Shindou-san said to me with is head out of the studio room door, eyeing me impatiently. "We have been waiting here for almost an hour."
"Sorry." I said, trying my best to choke down my frustration. Just seeing his pink head made me dizzy. "I didn't know until a little while ago."
"Sure, sure, don't tell me that Seguchi-san forgot to tell you." Shindou-san rolled his eyes, sarcasm in his voice. "Likely story. Now, come on, before Sakano-san has a heartattack."
I allowed Shindou-san to lead me inside and I took a seat in the furthest corner of the room, away from everyone else. Sakano-san cleared his throat nervously.
"Well, guys, I just wanted to congradulate you on a wonderful show you did last night. Here are you compensations for that."
Sakano handed each of us a check inside an envelope. We always got a share of the money from the concerts. Seeing as our shows are always sold out, we got quite a good share of the money. I pocketed the check and stared off into space.
"Yo, Fujisaki, you on Earth?"
I shook my head out of my daze, seeing Nakano-san standing near me, hands on his hips. His red hair covered most of his face, so I couldn't read the expression on his face, but I could sense that he was beginning to get worried and annoyed.
"W-what?" I asked, looking around to find Shindou-san, K-san, and Sakano-san all looking at me as well.
"We are going out for drinks. We want to know if you want to come."
"N-no...that's alright..."
"I ain't taking no for an answer." Nakano-san said, taking me by the upper arm and leading me out of the studio room. "You definatly need to get out more."
I sighed in annoyance. There went those words of 'wisdom.' I didn't resist as Nakano-san lead me down the streets of the city and to the bar. They must have been regulars because they got a few hellos from the bartenders. I felt myself being shoved on the inside seat of a booth in the corner, Nakano-san sitting beside me. There was no escaping. I was stuck at a bar with...them. I shook at the thought of a drunk Shindou-san and K-san. I started making out my will in my head.
"What can I get you fellows?" an attractive waitress in a short black skirt, with bright blue eyes and long blonde hair asked, looking down at us, order pad in hand.
"Get us all a round of fuzzy navals to start us off." K-san said, relaxing against the cushion of the booth seat.
"It'll be ready soon." the waitress bowed and went behind the bar in the front to make the drinks.
I hated alchohol, but it made the others stop complaining to me, I glady would drink it. I hated hearing them complain to me. So, I just complied with what they asked just so they would get off of my back.
"Fujisaki!"
"What?!"
I bit my lip at the ferocity in my voice. Nakano-san stared at me wide eyed for a moment before his gaze softening. He must have seen the hurt on my face. I didn't mean to be so harsh, but hearing him call out to me so suddenly like that took me by suprise, and I hated suprises. He put his hand on my shoulder and I flinched like it hurt me. He immediatly took his hand back and continued to stare at me. His gaze annoyed me so I turned my face to look out the window.
"You zoned out on us again, Suguru-san." Shindou-san said, pulling out a pocky stick and putting it in his mouth.
"I'm fine.."
There they went again, asking me if I was okay. I sunk into my seat and continued to stare outside, watching people walk by. I saw an assortment of people: short, tall, gothic, and prep. I saw so many different emotions, but they all seemed out of place and fake. My heart sunk. It was as if people couldn't feel what they were really feeling anymore. They all had to feel the way society wanted them to. They had to put on the face that the world labeled them as. It made no sense, and I sat in confusion, ignoring the others as they took their drinks from the waitress and began conversating between one another. But, my attention was caught when I heard them mention my name...
"There is something wrong with him. He has always been a to-himself person, but this is ridiculous." Shindou-san whispered.
I kept my face turned and my gaze out the window, making it seem like I wasn't listening.
"Yeah, you are right, Shindou-kun. He seems tired and stressed. How do you think it has been since he has a good nights sleep? It looks like he hasn't slept for a week." Sakano-san said nervously.
"I don't know, but it's worrying me. He needs to talk to someone. Maybe a psychiatrist can help..."
I jerked my face around, staring at Nakano-san, waiting for him to say something, but no words escaped from his mouth. He just stared at me with an expressionless face, slowly sipping on his drink. I gave up on him speaking and turned to my drink, sipping the alchohol, cringing at how good it tasted. My stomach churned like I was going to throw up, but I ignored it. I wasn't going to make a fool of myself...
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"Fujisaki-san, would you mind telling me what's on your mind right now?"
I stared at the psychiatrist with distain. One minute I was laying in my bed, lost in my own thoughts, the next I was sitting in the stupid shrink's office. I didn't remember anything in between.
"Right now, all I am wondering it why I am here."
"Your friends are worried about you."
"I don't consider them friends."
"Why not? They must care about you if they care enough to want to get you help?"
"What kind of friend considers me crazy?"
"What makes you think they think you are crazy?"
"They sent me here."
There was a silent tension between the doctor and I. I was getting more and more annoyed by the minute. I looked out the window and watched how the many shapes outside twisted into squares and ovals and triangles, and all the colors blended together as one and turned black...
When everything came back into focus I was lying on the cold, tile floor, staring into the bright lights on the ceiling.
"Are you alright, Fujisaki-san?"
"Who are you?" I asked, knowing perfectly well it was the doctor speaking to me.
Her eyebrows furrowed in the middle above her nose as she stared at me, as if studying me.
"You blacked out." she informed.
I closed my eyes, the lights blinding me and making me dizzy. I felt set apart, like their was a wall put between me and the world, like it's back was turned and it wanted me to disappear. I complied to it's wishes shut my mouth tight, swelling my tongue so it blocked the air flow to my throat and held it.
"Fujisaki...Fujisaki-san, stop that!"
I could see red spots from over my eyes and my body started to jerk, my lungs begging for air.
"Fujisaki-san, breathe! Listen to me, stop trying to suffocate yourself!"
My lungs screamed for oxygen. I split open my mouth and let an scream as the world slipped out of my vision. The last thing I heard before I slipped into a world of darkness was, "I know the place you need to go..."
(A/N): Okay, guys, another chapter down. I'm not quite sure as to how good this chapter is, and it really doesn't seem to have a point to me except Suguru took one trip to the shrink. TT I really hope that you guys are liking it so far, though. Please review!
