Chapter 10:
"Looking around all across the sea
Seems like there's someone out there waiting for me"
- Electrico(Hip City)
The rain poured heavily on the blue haired singer; he continued to run through the dark city. His elongated legs pulled his body ardently. Even if he was blind folded, drunk, and stoned, his body knew how to get there on his own. 2D's pulse raced nervously in his chest while his breathing became heavy.
I got to keep going
He made his way inside an aged red brick building in the middle of a suburb. The door of staircase corridor welcomed the familiar face.2D bolted up the the concrete stairs; each step he took released a wave of memories that nearly overwhelmed him. Each smile, each embrace, each song haunted the crevices of his mind and were pretty much screaming to his face. The guilt continued to rise into his throat, but he continued on diligently.
Why didn't he just take the elevator?
The blue haired singer was now in front of a well lit red door. A silver plaque gleamed cordially for the singer.
Apartment 2D
He was nearly out of breath, but he made it. The keys in his back pocket jingled like little bells, Ichigo's was still attached, good thing he forgot to give it back to her. The keys gave a small click and he entered the apartment slowly. Abstract figures loomed eerily in the darkness, They stood their almost mocking him.
Compared to his penthouse, this place was tiny. Despite the fact Ichigo made a substantial income, she lived a humble life. She lived alone, except the times when 2D stayed for extended periods of time, so she never thought it was necessary to have such a lavish bungalow. Her essentials were all there, a moderate kitchen, a bathroom, living and a bed room, she was set.
Due to her traditional Japanese life style, there was only one chair in the house (two if you include the toilet). In the middle of the apartment was a small circular coffee table. There were two ceramic bowls on each side, both had a small saucer and matching chopsticks. 2D wondered if she felt as sad as he did when she ate her meals alone. There were other ambiguous shapes in the dark, and he could name them all as if they were the original members of the Human League. On the left were her innumerable amount of Cd's; a few book shelves were in between the CD piles; on the wall were various photos and awards the producer accumulated over the years. He was sure there were at least twenty-five awards the producer/ song writer received but, right now he didn't have the time to sit down and count them.
Suddenly something caught his attention. On the other side of the "living room" was a small green light blinking to a silent beat. He glided silently like a phantom toward the light. His hands searched for the mouse and gave it a quick wiggle. Slowly the area around the computer was illuminated in a pale blue light. His eyes blinked a few times as he got accustomed to the light. When his vision cleared the title page hit him harder than Murdoc did earlier that night.
What to Expect in Early Pregnancy
He cursed under his breath. Damn Murdoc for always being right. The windows rattled nervously as thunder boomed angrily. A barely audible groan was heard among the noise. 2D rushed to the source.
Ichigo slept on the futon peacefully. Her face was so serene and beautiful just like an angel. He was overwhelmed with her beauty; it's as if he had not seen her in centuries instead of a few months. 2D knelt gently beside her and marveled at what was once his. Here she was alone in the futon they shared for so many nights. Most people wouldn't notice, but upon closer inspection little patches of acne were developing on various areas of her face. A thick blanket hugged the producer delicately, shielding her away from the harshness of her current reality. He ran his hands through his angel's hair lovingly;it passed like like silk in between his calloused finger tips.
After Gorillaz ended their demon days tour,2D was signed to FM Agency in London. He traveled all over Europe. Madrid, Paris, Rome, you name it he was there. Beautiful women (and some men) threw themselves to his feet on a daily basis. He wasn't really interested but damn, this really helped his self-esteem. Here he was the once awkward Stuart Tusspot, he grew up and because on of the biggest rock-stars turned into international super model.
That either sounded really cool or really gay
It wasn't as fun rockin' out with his family, but being in front of all those people still gave him an adrenaline rush. Around a couple of years ago in July, 2D aimlessly roamed the halls of the agency in search for something to eat. He was one of the only models to actually consume a pastry without either working out like a mad man or barfing in the toilet.
A variety of pictures stared at the young man from his agent's desk. Among all the beautiful faces was a plain white sheet of paper. It was an email. He picked it up and read the contents to himself silently..
"2D Dah-ling! How are you?" Nina kissed him on the cheeks.
Nina was a botox injected living Barbie doll. Back in her time she graced the pages of Vougue and Elle on a monthly basis. Now she was a mentor to new talents. She was actually kind of pretty, if you were into that silicone based life forms thing.
"Erm wots this?" 2D put the letter to her face. Nina swatted it away as if it was a mosquito.
"Oh don't worry about it. It's just a request from some rinky dink designer that wanted to use you for her new line." She lifted her $10,000 Beverly Hills crafted nose, "It would be a waste of time for you to do this, so I declined. Who does this girl think she is, email, PFFT! This isn't for little girls!"
"I wanna do it"
The agent looked horrendously appalled, it's not like he just admitted to eating a Big Mac.
"b-b-but 2D this is-"
"Sumfink that fits my rock star style" His long arms reached for the phone. Nina tried to stop him but he shielded her off with his other lanky arm.
His fingers danced merrily on the number pad, after a series of flats and naturals, it began to ring
"But it's when you have a shoot for Badgley and Mischka!" She cried
He pressed his index finger to his lips. 2D did not even to want to work with Badgley and Mischka, they stood for everything he was against. After about three rings a voice answered groggily on the other end.
"Moshi-moshi?"
"Koh-nee-chee-wah! Wah-tah-shee no nah-mae wah too-dee deh-suu" His Japanese was very slow and choppu, but over the years he managed to learn a few phrases from his younger sister.
"Look, i'm sorry but my Japanese 'onestly sucks. Anyway my agent nevah told me about your campaign. If you allow me I would love to do yer campaign. So err Koo-duh-seye."
The voice was silent for a few seconds. First of all he didn't know if they understood English let alone his broken Japanese. He probably woke up the poor intern.
"So how fast can you get here?"
In a matter of hours the blue haired model hoisted himself on a plane for Osaka. An old man struggled with a suitcase in the overhead compartment. Since 2D was over 6 feet tall, he fixed the issue by giving it a small push. The short old man turned to face the good samaritan.
"2D-Kun!"The old Japanese man wore a pair of black John Lennin sunglasses. He was relatively short and sported a bleach white lab coat.
"Mr. Kyuzo?" What a coincidence that both of they would be on the same flight.
The two men situated themselves as a stewardess with a permanent smile gestured to the exits.
"So what will you be doing in Osaka?"
"I got a gig" The singer's chest swelled with pride
"Oh?" Mr. Kyuzo raised an eyebrow, "and the rest of the band is?"
"Jes me sir, I'm modelin now"
"Ah so, if that is the case" he began to right something on a yellow post it, "here is my address . I want you to come to my home for some good old Osakan dinner."
"That'd be great"
After a few hours, Mr. Kyuzo, along with 80% of the passengers were asleep. Not 2D. He drummed his fingers impatiently on his arm rest. How did Noodle stand all this, in a Fed Ex crate of all things! He went through the contents of his back pack: a portable DVD player, Dawn of the Dead: UNRATED, a melodica, and a thin paper book. 2D grabbed the book and placed the bag back on the floor.
This was a gag gift Murdoc gave him for his 24th birthday. Murdoc always made fun of his intelligence and his gullible nature, so why not kill to birds with one stone and give him a book with puzzles and personality quizzes. The singer fingered through the pages and stopped somewhere near the middle.
Castle Adventure
Cool, it sounded like a video game. He grabbed the pen behind his ear and answered the questions diligently.
1)Imagine yourself on board a boat that is sinking. You manage to swim to a life boat and climb in. How many people do you see in the life boat with you?
Err, 4?
2)You row to the shore and see a vast desert before you. You collect some belongings and supplies, and head out across the desert in search of salvation. How many pairs of shoes do you use?
Let's see....1
3)After much difficult travel, you climb a rise of dunes and see a city in the distance. You also notice an oasis not too far away. Do you stop and rest at the oasis for as long as you want, only rest there for a minute, or keep heading towards the city?
Rest a minute
4)Upon entering the city, you see a castle that intrigues you and decide to go to it. After passing the gates you find yourself walking down the length of a long corridor leading to the throne room. You enter and see a king and a queen sitting side by side on the throne. What do both the king and the queen look like? What characteristics do they seem to embody?
Beautiful, Sweet, Gentle,
5)You leave and go down a spiral stairway. It's dark and shadowy, with torches lit intermittently along the walls. As you're walking down a lady (if you are a man) or a knight (if you are woman) from the court passes you by. You only catch a glimpse of their face, and they remind you of someone you know. Who did you see?
He thought about this one hard
Ichigo
6)The stairs lead you to a banquet room and you see this long table with a golden goblet in the middle of the table. Looking inside the goblet, how full of wine is it?
Full
After about 10 minutes he finished the quiz and turned the page like an excited ten year old. He wondered what this test would reveal about his personality. Okay.
Results
1)How many true friends you perceive you have.
Only four!? Who the heck, oh yeah Noods, Russ, Mudz and Molly(his cousin)
2)How many true loves you'll have before getting married.
Only one girl huh? Well he wasn't truly in love with Rachel,Paula or any of those damn women, so maybe he'd meet her soon
3)Your personal work ethic.
Rest? Wot the fok did that mean?
4. What you imagine your ideal mate to be like.
Beautiful, Sweet, Gentle. Where was he gonna find a girl like that in this day and age?
5. This is the person you'll never get over for the rest of your life.
Ichigo? Serisouly? He hadn't seen her since he was sixteen let alone even spoke to her. But it was true, he's never really forgotten about her
6. How full it is represents how much of yourself you give in a relationship
Full
It was true, he had given his all in everything... That was his tragic flaw. Oh well, maybe Karma would feel sorry for him and give him the relationship he thought he deserved.
2D pressed his face against the window. He saw a sea of black (which actually was the sea) there, but further down the horizon the city lights shined brightly like little stars. The captain spoke through speakers and informed cordially that they would be arriving in Kansai International Airport in about 45 minutes.
He rested his hand on his hand and continued to stare out the window.
The singer smiled to himself nostalgically, nothing in the world was as sweet or pure. as your first love. If memory served him right, Ichigo told him she was from Osaka. Who knows maybe he'd see her again.
Swizzerz: Shout out to Miss Erika Tusspot! Thank you for your review and Author alerts, it makes me so happy! Hyuu~ Of course another shout out to Miss Uchiha of course and the people that keep reading it. So if yall like it I will continue to concoct more stories.
If you recall in some earlier chapter I mentioned a story that was almost completed about 2D's first brush with love, is it surprising that it was Noodle's mother/sister? So I will probably upload that before the weekend is over.
By the way thats real Japanese he's speaking, crappy, but it's still real Japanese!
I wanted to make this chapter longer(same excuse again eh?) but I thought it would be too long, I think this is my longest chapter so far. So I will divide it up even more!
I have a decathlon reigional meet next weekend,projects, unit exams, and a couple of lab reports. so I dunno when I can finish the story. I promise it will be before Valentines Day!
So if there's anything you like, don't like or think needs improvement drop a review thinga-ma-bob. I tend to ramble............................