My Hockey Incubus: Chapter 6
Toshi Hello, you may be wondering why im saying this in the beginning of le chapter this time, well, there is a reason,. So please read, not that its going to change much if you don't.
But n-eway this is just what I imagine the Naitomea concert would be like, ive nvr actually been 2 1. If you want you can search the song Hate and Criminal Baby by Nightmare, on u tube or wateva internet vid u use. Cuz I think it's a good thing 2 do it.
Sigh, I've always dreamed on going to a visual kei concert. JRock Revolution or WACKEN to watch GIRUGAMESH!!
PLEASE ENJOY…
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My Hockey Incubus: Chapter 6
HYUUGA HINATA
"Meet me at this address," Ryo said when Gaara left. He handed me a white crumbled piece of paper.
Be at the bus station on 23rd street at 5:00 tonight.
I gave him a confused look. "I'm doing you a favor, so just be there." He ordered, so I didn't refuse.
Besides, it doesn't hurt to try.
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And it didn't, this time.
Sakura and Ino had came to my house just a few minutes after Ryo came, each of them were in a hurry. It wasn't until later that I found out why. They fixed my hair into a very loose bun with the front sides loose at the side of my face. Then they dressed me into a brownish yellow shirt with a cartoon-ish Leche Flan with three short lighter-brownish yellow lines next to the dessert. And then for the bottom, they made me wear a gray, very short skirt with black tights under, and a red converse with different color crisscrossed lines on it. Sakura gave it to me because it was too small for her. And Ino gave me a cottony bluish-purplish scarf.
And now I'm waiting at the bus station for Ryo. I sighed deeply--then I gave myself an ultimatum, if Ryo doesn't come for 5 more minutes, I'm leaving. I don't care if he has something on me, I won't lay below my dignity and pride.
I sat down on the black bench on the station. Then my eye caught a redheaded figure heading toward me. Then, after seeing his deep blue eyes, I realized it's Gaara, with a surprised expression on his face.
I got up to meet him, "Hello," I greeted.
"Hey," he said back, though he didn't seem to care much that I'm here, "Have you seen Ryo?" It seemed he couldn't wait.
"No, but he--" I got interrupted when I realized I got a text. Ino took my cellphone and made the song I am a Gummy Bear as my ringtone every time Sakura, Ino, Ryo, Gaara, Naruto, Kiba, or the other guys call me (I don't know how they got my number though; it must've been Ryo). I flipped the open the phone (which Ino also put a Pokemon Pikachu chain attached to it), and Ryo had text me.
I can't make it there –cough- -cough maniacally-. Sorry.
Before I had time to process what he meant, then Gaara's phone rang; the song was unfamiliar to me, with guitar, and drums, and bass, and a vocal voice.
"Oh? Really?" it was full of heavy sarcasm, "So you're sick, eh?" He paused while Ryo spoke, I heard a lot of dramatic coughs in the phone, which Gaara held the phone away from his ear as if it's contagious, "Why don't you just tell me what you're up to in the first place? What kind of buddy are you when you're not honest?! UGH!! Ne-ver-mind; I'll deal with you later." Gaara seemed really angry that I was here. And it kinda made me feel bad, even though I know I don't have to like being with these guys.
I decided to leave, "Sorry, I'll leave." I murmured, a little tone of sadness washed it.
The ringtone came again as I started to quietly walk away, "What the fuck do you want now?" Gaara's really mad, already swearing at his best buddy. "How did you know that?! You're spying? Then why don't you take her? You're the one who started babysitting her when you first saw her," Babysitting? "Don't pull me into you're stupid games for innocent girls. Look! No! What? Fine!" He turned to stare at me, "There is no way I'm going to miss my concert for you! Forget it!!" Then he hung up when I think Ryo was persuading him into walking me home—I wasn't too sure, because I was already about a block away.
Suddenly, Gaara ran past me, and pretty soon I was running after him too. At first, I panicked, because I thought I was following him because I like him. Then I realized it was because Gaara was pulling me by my wrist, which was embroidered with an old bandana tied around it, a few other bracelets, and my watch, which is about all that's mine that I still have on me.
Why is he pulling me? Where is he taking me? I thought, If I'm such a pain to babysit, he should just let go!! A fierce anger shook over me, I swung my arm around until he let go of me, and I tripped on my foot. I braced myself for the ground, but I was caught by arms around my waist. "What are you doing?" Gaara's voice was still annoyed from Ryo's call, or because he's just mad at me now because I'm delaying his concert?
I huffed, "Where are you pulling me?" I flipped the side bang of my hair, but it just fell back.
"You're going to my concert. Ryo dragged you here, and you got all dressed up for him, so you're going to the concert." He explained, barely out of breathe.
"You don't have to do that, I can walk home; I can take care of myself." I insisted.
"We already ran pretty far, you don't know how to get to your house from here. Plus, it's too long, so you're going to the concert." He was getting impatient, he wasn't arguing with me anymore, he's ordering me with full of authority. And I hate that in men.
But I didn't say anything, I know I don't have a choice; I didn't know where we are or how to get home. I hate being manipulated!
Right at that moment, I vowed to never be so controllable.
Gaara pulled my arm again and lead me into a big building with a lot of lights inside. There was a big guy outside who checked Gaara's tickets, and then he led me in. Somehow, even being so late to this concert, he was still able to find a few seats up front—just about 7 rows away. My heart started racing as he pulled the upper part of my arm.
We sat down on the 2 empty seats without arm rests. When did these seats get so closed? Gaara and my arms were practically pushed to each other.
This isn't right, I thought, I shouldn't be here . . . with him. This is really wrong; what should I do? What should I do?! I can't fall for him!! I thought Ryo said he was doing this for me! I'm definitely getting back at him.
Gaara and I waited impatiently for the band to come out and play. Me, because I want to leave, and Gaara's probably impatient because he wants to hear the band play.
Finally the whole room turned pitch black except for the stage which is now glowing brightly with white lights, as if the clouds of heaven has opened to shine the stage for Nightmare. I squinted my eyes into the light, a short figure, about her height walked out with a mic; then I saw 4 more figures coming out on stage. "ARE YOU READY RO ROCK!!" the short figure called, "I AM YOMI, AND WE ARE NIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHTTMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" Suddenly, the 4 dark shapes disappeared and there were suddenly people taking the places of each instrument. "HITSUGI!!" Yomi proclaimed as the light reflected on a guitarist on the right side of the stage with many piercing on his face. He'd have looked scary, but in his eyes, I saw a feeling of innocence. The fans roared, and behind me, many girls confess their unconditional love for whoever. "SAKITO!!" Another light flashed to the left side of the stage where a guitarist stood, he looked the most average out of all the people she saw. "NiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!" the fans screamed louder. Niya stood on the left side, in the front right side of Sakito. "AND LAAASSSSSSTTTTTT, LET US WELCOME OUR AWESOME DRUMMER RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKKKKKKAAAAAAAA!!" Yomi's tongue rolled very long as he said the drummer's name, Ruka, What a nice name.
The fans screamed louder for the band to start performing, "WE LOVE YOU, NAIIIIITOOOOOOMMMMMEEEEEEEAAAAAA!!" then they started chanting, different songs they want to hear until they all settled to a particular song called HATE, "HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE!" I turned to look up at Gaara and found that he was completely in the mood and is chanting along with the rest of the crowd.
I turned my face back to the stage with wonder. It's amazing how everyone in this concert is so united just because they favor the same band. "ARE YOU READY?!" Yomi asked loudly; his voice gave the audience with a sudden new burst of energy. The crowd screamed so loud I had to cover my ears to prevent my ear drums from exploding. "ARE YOU READY!?" He screamed again, this time with a kind of roughness or roaring at the end of his sentence. The crowd screamed back.
Then the whole stage's light blinked. And I felt something wet drip on my shirt, the fans behind me squealed with surprise, and I realized someone had thrown a opened water bottle in the audience. I looked around to see who did that and realized it was someone on stage. I looked around and suddenly everything was quiet. Then I realized again that this is normal in a concert.
Suddenly, music started playing and the musicians on the stage were jumping in unison to the rhythm of their music. Their fingers danced expertly on the guitar and bass, and Ruka (the drummer)'s arms moved hard and fast; each strike beated with my heart in unison backing up Yomi's voice with excitement that just makes you want to dance. His voice was quick and in note with a lot of feeling placed in each word, it gave so much energy. I looked at Gaara and realize he was singing along with Yomi. Under the crowd's cheer, I was some how still able to hear Gaara's singing voice. It almost sounded as good as Yomi's. If Gaara were to be on stage right now singing along side Yomi, he would sound just like a vocalist.
The song stopped and another came after, this one sounded sad with a little emotion of anxiousness placed in it. Yomi's voice changed from different octaves up and down, and his voice changed from grief to excitement to anger and back again. The song went some thing like this:
Say if the morning doesn't come
And I'm swallowed in the darkness of eternity like this,
In this kind of worlds last moments
I wonder what kind of words I'll spew out?
The stars disappeared in the speckled sky
floating away, the countless past
After the sacrifice, the destroyed earth
spells out a SCENARIO full of wounds
then a little bit, a little more, weak cries
dance out of my chest, and are swallowed by the night breeze
I can't love again in the start of the end
I'm missing you, an EGOIST who cant be rescued
Sadness in the quiet night
The future which disappeared, there's no remainder
The scene completely changed and laughs at the present time
after the sacrifice, the destroyed earth
spells out a SCENARIO full of wounds
then a little bit, a little more, weak cries
dance out of my chest, and are swallowed by the night breeze
I cant love again in the start of the end
I'm missing you, an EGOIST who cant be rescued
aa, what this nightmare told me, I cant laugh
and the everyday that I got used to, the sky of the town I got used to
I cant go back again, in the beginning of the end
clinging to something, The loneliness fades away
sadness in the quiet night
It sounded so beautiful, not like those classical songs I play on the piano, but more like an instrument singing a poem. I can actually feel the emotion as the band plays. It's amazing.
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After an hour or so, the concert ended. Yomi and the other musicians bowed a good night and left out. The fans all walked out casually discussing about Naitomea's performance tonight. That is, except us.
Gaara and I exit the building in silence, and I wonder if maybe I ruined his concert. I certainly had a great time. But instead of walking to the bus station, we went the complete other way. I pulled on Gaara's jacket sleeve to get his attention because everyone's voice was too loud.
He looked down at me (because I'm shorter than him), "Where are we going?" I asked. I didn't hear what he said after that but I think his lips went "What?"
I screamed, "WHERE ARE WE GOING?" I'm sure he heard me this time, but he wasn't looking at me, he had turned his head to the front. I followed his view and saw that Naitomea were signing autographs and taking pictures. I looked behind me and realized that a really long line, possibly a mile, was waiting for that confrontation with Naitomea. We were only about 10 people away from the front.
When we reached there, Gaara gave them a CD to sign. In return, they gave both of us a signed poster. I really liked it. Just about when we were going to leave, Yomi asked, "Oh, who is this young lady? She your girlfriend, Gacchan?" Gacchan?
Gaara chuckled, "Yeah, Ryo set us up. He was supposed to be with me now, but he sent her instead."
"Is that so?" Yomi's face inched toward me. His index finger was in his mouth, and he had a peculiar grin on his face. His head inched to his left side. The others behind him laughed. Some of the fans behind me complained and others cooed to Yomi for perverted things.
"Yeah, no. No! I'm not . . ." I took a deep breath; my heart was beating so fast, "I-I'm not his girlfriend."
"Oh? Than would you like to be mine? I have plenty of time tonight." I started to blush.
Hitsugi, the guy with a lot of piercing all over his face (I counted 14) patted Yomi on the shoulder, "That's sexual harassment, Yomi." They seemed really close.
"Aw, but she looks so cute."
"You don't even know her name."
"Yeah, what's your name?" Yomi asked me.
"Hinata." I didn't say my full name like I usually do because I didn't want them to recognize me (though the eyes are already enough to distinct us and others).
"OK, now I know." Yomi turned back to Hitsugi.
Hitsugi, as if testing Yomi, asked, "What is it?"
"Nata-chan!" Yomi said cheerfully.
"N-nata-chan?" Nata-chan?!
"Yeah, Nata is short for Hinata and chan for little." Yomi explained as-a-matter-of-factly.
Where are all these nicknames coming from? First I'm Hina-chan, now I'm Nata-chan?!
I looked at Gaara and realized he probably went through the same thing, Gaa-chan from Ryo, and Gacchan from Yomi. I snickered.
He turned to me, "What?"
"N-nothing." I said, his emerald eyes stared deep into my lavender ones. I kept chanting to myself, Don't fall in love, don't fall in love. Don't fall in love with him.
The fans behind us complained more, "Yo, hurry up!! Who said you can talk to Yomi for so long." Such crazy fan girls, they sound so much scarier than Ryo's.
"Is there anything else you might need?" Yomi asked casually.
Gaara looked at me, "No." I answered.
Yomi leaned over the table, "Bye-bye, Gacchan, Nata-chan." And he pecked me on the cheek. I blushed deep red now. Gaara held my shoulder and pushed me away, behind me I could hear an unfamiliar voice (I guessed it was Sakito's because Ruka was sleeping and Niya was talking to another fan), "What do you think you're doing? You're gonna get her killed like that!"
Yomi said, "Nah, my fans are BETTER THAN THAT." He screamed the last 3 words. I snickered again.
Some girl behind us came up and said, "As long as you kiss me on the cheek too." Knowing him, I just assumed he did.
Gaara pushed me farther away from the crowd. The feeling of the end of the concert brought down my mood a little bit.
But then I realized Gaara's left arm is around my shoulder. "Eep!"
"What's wrong?" Gaara looked down at me.
"N-n-n-nothing." I stammered. Then I changed the subject, "W-where are we going?"
Gaara looked at me blankly. It seems that his annoyance of me was gone along with the wind. "You house, where do you think?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot," I stammered with an idiotic smile on my face. Stop being so stupid, Hinata!! Where else could he be taking you to?
He chuckled, and I had to look up because I couldn't control my curiosity. A feeling of frivolousness came over me as I realized we have the same inspiration now.
But I had to push that feeling away, "What?"
He didn't answer so I pulled on his jacket, "What's so funny?"
He looked at me with soft eyes, "Oh, nothing." He smiled a smile at me that would make me legs melt if he wasn't holding me up. "Hey, you wanna do something together?"
My heart beat faster. "Like what?" This couldn't be a…date, could it?
"Well, Ryo tricked you in to coming here didn't he? So don't you want to get back at him?"
I thought in confusion, "But I liked the concert."
He looked at me surprised, "Oh, so you don't want to prank him or anything?"
"I-I wouldn't mind if I do, but I'm not mad at him or anything." It's probably a better idea not to prank him, though, just in case he blackmails me more.
"We'll think of something then." He said.
We didn't say much after that.
A few minutes later, we were in front of my apartment.
Then something struck me, "How'd you know where I live?" This can't be an idiotic question because I know I never . . . oh god, I'm stupid.
"I come here every afternoon, remember?"
"Yeah, I forgot . . ." Again." He chuckled more.
"Do you need me to go with you?" He asked.
Without thinking, I said, "Yes," I caught myself too late.
"OK," I realized his arm wasn't around my shoulder any more, it was stuffed into his pocket now.
"B-but, if you have something to do, then…" Shut up, Hinata! You look like an idiot!
"That's OK, Temari's at my house, so it's better to arrive home when she's asleep."
I nodded, because I didn't want to say anything stupid. We went up to my room in silence. Before we went inside, he waved good bye. I would've asked why he wouldn't go in, but then I realized there's really nothing to do in there without Ryo around. I watched Gaara as he walked to the elevator and went in. The ding in the elevator ringed in my ears. He was descending floor by floor now, and I would probably not get a chance like this again.
As if by instinct, I ran down the stairs as quick as I can (which is pretty quick if I do say so myself). When I reached the lobby, I saw Gaara just walking out the apartment.
I ran to him, and just when I should've stopped, I couldn't, and I bumped into his back. I think I smeared my lip gloss on his back.
He turned around, confusion danced on his face. I let the words come out, I didn't think about them; I didn't want to. "Gaara-kun, I had a lot of fun today, and I hope I to be able to do it again." I was panting, but I don't know why, "I know I shouldn't say this, but I'm no good at keeping secrets. So I'll just come out and say it. I'm not expecting anything from you in return; I just want you to know. So if you don't feel the same way, just say so." I took a deep, deep breath. My heart thudded in my chest.
"I love you."
The signed Nightmare poster in his hand dropped, but I couldn't see because his hand was pulling my head up. His ringed fingers tangled in my hair and messed up my ponytail.
I felt myself being pulled upward. So high I'm on my toes. My eyes were opened and I saw that he was staring right into my eyes as he ducked his head and kissed me. I closed my eyes. My hands reached up on to his chest. His hands held my head tighter and I know it would have hurt if I wasn't feeling so vertiginous right now. I was pulled higher and our kiss got deeper and deeper. His tongue traced my lower lip and begged for entrance.
"Onee-chan?"
Gaara and I froze in position, my eyes still closed. Hanabi?
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Toshi hello everybody! It's me again, you may think that I'm appearing more and you'd be right, this is the second time in this chappie! My first kissed writing what'd you think of it?
There's a few questions I'd lik 2 ask, cuz I 4got. And is not sur if I told you yet.
how many floor are in Hinata's apartment?
What do you picture her apartment to look like?
What was your image of what Gaara was wearing today?
And last, I just want your opinion on how I explained Hinata's feelings of anticipation for Gaara? Does it kinda make her look stupid or anything? Please answer, and if you have any questions, just review it and I promise ill answer them.
All criticism welcomed!