Title: The Art of Gravitation
Author: AkiyaRae
Disclaimer: Rated R for eventuality to be honest I have no idea how this is going to turn out
Warnings: Uh, xXx but for now mates just remember I'm Aussie and I spell like any
good Aussie would.
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.: Chapter Three - Mansion of Oppurtunity :.
The next morning Eiri Yuki had already gotten himself to the study with a fresh cup of coffee, ignoring
the sulking teen on hs couch. Shuichi himself had gotten up in the disastrous state he was and got
himself ready for work.
The minute that Shuichi entered NG, everyone felt the energy of the singer. Or lack thereof this morning.
He seemed void of his normal hyper-energetic self. Hiro was the first to incur the wrath of the neglected
vocalist, complaining about Eiri and his latest antics. Hiro would have loved to hear what had happened
between the two but at that very moment his mobile jingled as Ayaka had chosen a very inappropriate
time to call her boyfriend.
Suguru had already pinned his ears behind headphones playing emphatically on the synth the only
sound to be heard from the young teen was the sound of his hands tapping on the keys. Sakano and K
were already in the presidents office with their weekly meeting. Shuichi slumped feeling very alone
and unloved.
**How much do I really love Yuki?** Shuichi asked himself planting his face on the table. **why does
he have to treat me like dirt at every turn?** while Shuichi's thoughts swirled he failed to notice the
eyes of a certain president as he had accompanied K and Sakano back to the studio on his way to
a late breakfast and to place his offer forward to the vocalist.
"Mr. Shindou." He began, getting the attention of the entire room. Shuichi looked up, dark circles under
his violet eyes spoke of nothing but tears and sleep deprivation. "Mr. Shindou I have a proposition to
make to you, please come with me." He asked, Shuichi being in such a state was unusually meek
complying with the presidents request and following him to the car outside.
The drive to the cafe was a silent one. Not a word was shared between the two, the driver tried to
ignore the silence but shifted uncomfortably when he had stopped at the lights. Shuichi had slumped
and closed his eyes, he was tired, exhausted and still emotional from last nights rough treatment from
his lover.
The car finally pulled up at the cafe that had closed up to allow Tohma and Shuchi some privacy while
the blonde brought forth his proposition. As soon as two were seated Tohma ordered his normal drink
as Shuichi ordered some caffeinated fizzy drink. The silence still reigned supreme. Tohma closed his
eyes for only a moment, drinking in the silence of being with the boy. Silence and Shuichi within the
same sentence was not a commonality. And it was this rare display of compliancy that Tohma was
willing to bask in.
"Mr. Shindou the reason I asked yoyu here was to forward you a preposition about your vocal abilities."
Tohma began. Shuichi's head didn't look up, but Tohma continued he had an inkling of a feelng that
the younger had actually heard him. "I would like to give you private lessons in vocal work to get the
best out of your music to make you easier to sell." Shuichi's head was raised then, a slightl sluggishness
aura hung about him.
"huh?" He drawled. "you want what?" Then it seemed to sink in what the blonde keyboardist was
requesting. "HEY! My voice is fine!"
"Mr. Shindou I never said-" Tohma began but was quickly cut off.
"I can sing just fine, Mr. Seguchi! I've gotten this far on sheer talent alone and I don't need YOUR help!"
The younger continued to rant. Unlike Eiri Tohma sat patiently waiting for the pink haired teen to run
out of steam. Finally Shuichi ran out of things to rant, Tohma sipped his tea again then looked back
up at the teen.
"You have an exceptional voice, and wonderful talent. However you have a flaw." He paused for effect
watching the teen drink in all he had to say. "A flaw even Ryuichi had when he first began." Dropping
in the name of the vocalists idol seemed to do the trick just fine, Shuichi looked up and paid attention.
"Therefore I believe private tutoring from the person that helped Ryuichi would be beneficial to both
you and your band."
Shuichi seemed to think about what he had said. He stared off into space before popping with glossy
eyes.
"WOW!" Tohma looked at him confused, Shuichi clasped Tohma's gloved hands, aquamarine eyes
looked stunned as the vocalist ranted in a high pitched excited voice. "The person that taught Ryuichi
will teach me! Then I'll be as good as Ryuichi! Be a god too! Then Ryuichi and I can sing on stage together
and..." The vocalist continued to rant over and over rewording the same phrases several different ways till
there was a sudden pause in his activities. "Who is it?"
Tohma didn't move, he was looking at where the cute teen had clasped his hands around keyboard trained
fingers. Shuichi asked again, in a more excited voice a part of him wondering who it was and who it could be.
"The person teaching you, should you accept the offer, will be me." Shuichi had not known who to expect
to be a vocal teacher. But the man before him? The president of NG Pro? The greatest keyboard and synth
player of all time? Had definately not been one of them.
"You?" Shuichi asked for confirmation. He was met with only a trademark smile and a nod. Shuichi's mind
ticked over as he tried to quickly weigh up the pros and cons of working with his boss.
"Of course my residence is a lot closer to Eiri's than the studio so you would be able to work later hours
without upsetting your lover." Shuichi thought about those last two words. **my lover?** he asked himself.
Eiri had hardly seemed like a lover lately, he had seemed more like an annoyed parent who couldn't wait
to get rid of the roudy teen.
"I'll do it!" He said with a determined expression. Tohma smiled almost proudly. He was glad that the
teen had accepted the offer, actually he felt over happy for it. He chose not to dwell on it now but it was
certainly an obscurity that he had felt such joy in knowing that he and the teen would be spending time
alone and undisturbed.
But now all he had to focus on was the excitement of the young rockstar and the the glorious cup of
tea in front of him.
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A/N: I should probably mention here that I do not use a word processer that has spell check. So if you
happen to notice any spelling problems thats why. Yes English is my first language and yeah I'm an
excellent english student but I dont actually re-read a lot of these things untill I go to publish them on
this site. So yeah, just thought I'd add that. Why not use WORD? well the reason is that WORD has too
much going on the screen and I get distracted easily and I lose concentration on the fic. I use "WordPad"
which suits my needs just fine. So don't pick on the spelling, go more for content over context.
-live in pieces guys-
AkiyaRae
