Chapter 4
AN: Well, you can read my story again for those who don't like to read porn. Keiko's more in this chapter, so you get to learn more about her this time. J
Oh, and thanks to rebeccasanfujieijilvr for the reviews and not saying my story was suckish. :D
Disclaimer: I own Keiko, Maki Murakami owns Gravitation sob
Keiko pushed some of her light-brown hair out of her sweaty face, then looked down at the floor. She was completely wasted and was sitting in a hallway backstage of the concert hall Bad Luck and Nittle Grasper were performing at. She had no idea where she was, but all she remembered is that Ryuichi closed the door on her about a half hour ago, and then she ended up on the floor somewhere. She saw a figure in the distance, even though her vision was blurry, but all she could see is that the figure had long, blond hair. And he, it looked like, was taller than most people she's seen. As he got closer, he stopped to stare at the drunken mess of a girl on the floor, then shook his head and laughed. He bent down to help Keiko onto her feet, and she just replied by looking at him with one eye closed and the other half-open. "Hey, thanks…uh…perzon." she mumbled out, then fell onto his chest.
"Take it easy, you've had enough to drink today." he said, then held Keiko up by hugging her.
"Heyheyhey…! Take it easy, buddy. I dun even know you yet….do I?" she said, pushing him away with an angry tone.
"You're going to hurt yourself. And no, we haven't met until now. I'm Claude K Winchester." K introduced, then walked a little closer to Keiko to try to earn her trust.
"Ohhhh, you're an American. I see how it is." Keiko spat back, then turned around and attempted to walk away.
But K didn't accept ignorance very much, so he pulled out one of his new toys, a semi-automatic, and pointed it at Keiko's head. "Look, you scummy shit-faced girl. You're getting yourself into a big mess that I'm trying to prevent you from getting into. Now come with me or I'll blow your brains out." he said with a low growl, then put his finger on the trigger.
Keiko turned around once more to face K again. "Pshh, I bet it's not even lo-loaded. You're silly…you…silly person you." she said, then laughed obnoxiously.
"Mr. K! You're not hurting that poor girl, are you?!" Sakano shouted from behind Keiko.
"Chill out, she's wasted anyway." K explained to the raven haired spaz as he lowered his gun and sighed heavily.
"HAHAHA! Told you that you wouldn't shoot me." Keiko said, her voice a little quieter.
K fired a warning shot that cut a line through a few layers of Keiko's skin on her cheek so that there was a little line of blood that dripped down, then the bullet flew through her hair and continued forward until it hit a wall. The manager just stood there for a moment with a smug grin.
Confused, Keiko put a hand to her cheek and looked down at her red fingers. "ohshit…" she mumbled, then stumbled backwards, but kept herself from falling.
Sakano suddenly felt that he sensed Seguchi around, so he hurried off in a huff. K laughed at him. "Baka, he had the weirdest obsession with him…" he noted, then took Keiko, picked her up, and threw her over his shoulder. "You're coming with me."
"Heeeeeeeey, this is no way to ask a girl out! LEMMEDOWNLEMMEDOWN!" Keiko shrieked, but of course K didn't listen. Instead, he just walked outside and locked her away in the backseat of his car, locking all the doors from the outside so that she couldn't get out.
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Meanwhile, Shuichi's eyes slowly fluttered open in realization that something was missing. He sat up to look around for what was missing, but then he realized…Ryuichi was gone. For some reason, Shuichi felt hurt that Ryuichi just left him like this, but at least his pants were on. But still, why would Ryuichi just wander off like that? "Sakuma-san? Where did you go?" he asked out loud, wondering if he was even still in the room. When there was no reply, Shuichi's eyes watered. He just used him, like Yuki did. He couldn't believe it! As tears flowed down, becoming rivers down his face, he became enraged. Was all this Shuichi was? Just a toy to the world for all to use, then abandon like this? He hopped up onto his feet and stormed out of the dressing room. "SAKUMA-SAAAAAN!" he shouted down the silent hallways, but still he got nothing.
After about an hour of searching for Ryuichi, Shuichi found him sitting on the edge of the stage while all the equipment was being assembled for that night's show. Half of it was ready, considering now it was 3. The show started in about three hours, but Shuichi didn't care. All that was on his mind was that Ryuichi left him stranded. And he was not happy for it. Ryuichi turned around to see the steamed face of the person who he loved, and looked confused. "Shuichi-kun, what's the matter?" he asked curiously, standing up to walk over to Shuichi.
"You…you just left me there! I thought you loved me!" Shuichi shouted with tears at the corners of his eyes.
Ryuichi was shocked. "Of course I love you, Shuichi-kun. But Tohma-san had some stuff to discuss with me, so I had to leave. Please understand, I didn't mean to hurt you." Ryuichi said softly, taking Shuichi's hand in his. "Please don't be mad."
Shuichi was silent for a moment, but then burst into tears and threw himself onto Ryuichi. "Oh, Sakuma-san! I'm just sick of being left alone…" he sobbed uncontrollably.
Ryuichi wrapped his arms around Shuichi gently. "I would never abandon you, remember that." he whispered into Shuichi's ear, then rested his head on the younger singer's shoulder.
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I don't know why this took so long to update, but here it is, sorry if it was really fluffy at the end. O.o
