Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Gravitation. I am simply twisting them to suit my needs.
Author's Note: About a month has passed since the last chapter.
Chapter Five
Suguru banged his head against the glass of the soundproof booth. Harry had been avoiding him and his phone calls for weeks now. The singer would not even give him the chance to apologize. He hated it. Harry was his best friend and he could not even talk to him. Worse, Nakano-san had stopped talking to him also. That left him with only Shindo-san for company, and truthfully, he would rather slit his own wrists than put up with him outside of work. He still had not heard or seen Ryuichi, but to be honest, it did not bother him anymore. He was not sure when, but not seeing the singer had stopped bothering him. He was okay with their one night together. He had enjoyed it, and that is all that mattered.
"Fujisaki, you got a phone call," K said from the doorway, startling the keyboardist.
Regaining his composure, he asked, "Who is it?"
"Harry."
Suguru all but ran to phone and snatched it off the receiver. "Hello?"
"Stop taunting Mika, Ritsu-kun!" there was a pause, "I don't care if she started it or not!" he heard being yelled. "Sorry about that. My cousin is having fun at Mika's expense." Harry explained.
Suguru was not sure what to say. He had not heard anything about Harry having another cousin, besides Ryuichi, but he was not stupid enough to tease Mika. "Hey, I've tried to call you several times."
"Sorry about that. I've been busy for the past few weeks helping my cousin settle in, buying him new clothes, and enrolling him in school." Suguru was definitely confused. As far as he knew, Ryuichi was the only family that Harry had, but he was talking about someone younger than he was.
"It's okay." he settled for. "I just wanted to apologize for how I acted."
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked.
Suguru sputtered into the phone, not believing his ears. How could Harry have forgotten about their fight?
Harry sighed. "I'm joking, Su-chan. I just don't feel like talking about it."
"Oh," Suguru said quietly, "Still, I'm sorry for snapping at you. I was just upset about your cousin."
"What are you talking about, Su-chan? You haven't even met Ritsuka."
"Who is Ritsuka?" Suguru asked confused. "I was talking about Ryuichi, Harry-kun."
The line was silent for a few moments before Harry started speaking again. "Ritsuka is my younger cousin on my mother's side of the family. I didn't know about him until a few weeks ago," he explained. "Hiro and I have custody of him now."
Suguru opened his mouth to ask why, but quickly decided against it. Harry would tell him if he wanted him to know why. "So, you haven't been avoiding me?" he asked instead.
"AVOIDING YOU…! What on earth gave you that idea?" Harry screeched into the phone. "Never mind, I don't what to know why you thought that. I've just been busy with Ritsu-kun and breaking up his and Mika's forever fighting." The singer sighed heavily, and Suguru could tell that it was an everyday thing. "I swear both of them act like children."
Two shouts of, "Hey," were heard over the line and Suguru laughed.
"I guess you have your hands full then." Suguru commented. "Anyway, did you need something specific? I need to get back to the studio."
"I wanted you to go shopping with Ritsuka and me tomorrow. So, will you?" Suguru could hear the hopefulness in his friend's voice.
"Sure, I'll go. But for now, I've got to get back to work."
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He was five seconds from snapping and killing them both. He could understand Ritsuka taunting Mika, but honestly, Mika was an adult. She should have been able to ignore the teenager, not add fuel to the fire. Harry was really beginning to question her maturity level. How could she been brought to a teenager's level of taunting?
Harry slumped in front of the piano, trying to ignore the duo's arguing in the background. Every time they saw one another, it was the same thing. Either Mika or Ritsuka would make some scathing remark that would end up in a blown out fight. It was just too much for him. Besides, Mika was still pissed because Ritsuka refused to apologize for calling her an old hag and saying she looked sixty. Of course, she also refused to apologize for calling him names. It was childish and stupid.
The singer rested his fingers against the piano's ivories, his mind lost in thought. Slowly, his fingers started making the tuned instrument sing. It was slow and melodic. He did not even notice that lack or arguing behind him. The singer closed his eyes, reveling in the sounds he was producing. He had never let anyone listen to what he was playing. In fact, he had not clue why he was playing it now. Slowly, he started to sing.
I lie awake beside the windowsill
Like a flower in a vase
A moment caught in glass…mm
The rays of sunlight come and beckon me
To a sleepy, dreamy haze
A sense of summer days…ah
If only I could stop the flow of time
Turn the clock to yesterday
Erasing all pain…mm
If only memories of happiness
Such pleasure we have shared
I'd do it all again
This scenery is evergreen
As buds turn into leaves
The colours live and breathe
This scenery is evergreen
Your tears are falling silently
So full of joy you are a child of spring
With a beauty that is pure
An innocence endures…ah
You flow right through like a medicine
Bringing quiet to my soul
Without you, I'm not whole
This scenery is evergreen
I need you far too much
I long to feel your touch
This scenery is evergreen
You've always been so dear to me
This scenery is evergreen
It sorrows at the sight of seeing you so sad
This scenery is evergreen
I wish that I could dry your tears
The bells have rung the time has come
I cannot find the words to say my last goodbye
This scenery is evergreen
You've always been so dear to me
Ritsuka and Mika stood with their mouths agape. Neither knew what to say, in fear of breaking the peaceful air. Mika had heard Harry sing before, but not like that. It was as if he was singing from a place that no other person could reach. He was singing from a place deep in his soul. Once again, she revered his natural talents. No one would ever reach his level. Not even the great Sakuma Ryuichi could hold a flame to his cousin's talents.
Ritsuka, on the other hand, was stupefied. He had heard his cousin's music before, but never in person. He had tried to get tickets for the last concert, but he had been a day too late. This was better, much better. His cousin's talent was indescribable. And that song…words could not describe it. Why did he waste him time and talent with that band of his? He could, no would do much better on his own.
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"Shindo-san, shut up!" Suguru was annoyed and had a headache. Can you guess whose fault that was?
"F-Fujisaki, why are you so rude to me?" the pink haired singer wailed.
Hiro, deciding that he had better step in before fists started flying, said, "Fujisaki, Shuichi, shut up! You are both acting like children! Hell, even Ritsuka acts older than both of you combined!"
Both singer and keyboardist's mouths dropped open and stared at the red head in disbelief. Why was he being such a jerk all of a sudden? They always fault. It is how they got along. Everyone knew that. At least they though everyone knew that.
"What's gotten into you, Hiro?" Shuichi asked, edging away from his fuming friend.
Hiro pinned the singer with a heated glare. "I'm sick and tired of you two always fighting. Haven't you ever wondered why we never get anything done?" he asked, but did not receive an answer. "It's because you two are always at each other's throats!"
"Nakano-san, you have no right to yell at us!" Suguru bit out heatedly, and then gulped when the red head turned his glare towards him.
"That's it!" he cried, throwing his hands in the hair. "When you two learn not fight, then you can call me. Until then, I'm not coming back!" he shouted and turned, making his way out the studio doors.
The singer and keyboardist watched their band mate leave, both feeling extremely guilty. He was right. They did argue a lot, but it was how they got along with one another. They had to argue. It was like an unwritten rule or something. What were they going to do about Hiro though? He sounded pretty pissed and serious. He was not coming back until they stopped arguing. Both spared a quick glance at the other, before quickly turning away. No, there was no way they would stop arguing. Hiro would just have to get use to it.
Author's Note: The song that I used is Evergreen by Hyde. The beginning of each verse/chorus is in bold print. This chapter was more of filler chapter. I am sorry if things are coming too quickly or too slowly. However, I progress at my own speed, no one else's. Well, cheers!