I am ashamed at myself. I have left my fans in the rain without a bone. I will take any punishment you wish to present upon me! I will totally be honest with you folks I had completely forgot about this story last summer and I feel bad. For this most anticipated chapter (I think) I will try not to divulge from so I will say no more, enjoy.
Chapter 10 – Icarus' Savior
Ryuichi could not stop laughing as he stared at the newspaper in front of him. The front page had a big, bold title reading,
"Writer Puts down the Pen and Picks up His Fists"The picture below was what had Ryu in was the perfect shot of Yuki just as his fist hit Bad Luck's manager.
Things were falling into place and he could not have been happier. He knew Yuki was a force to be reckoned with but that ego of his was finally paying off for Ryuichi. His rash personality was so predictable it didn't take much to push him. He was losing it and all it would take is that anger to turn towards Shuichi and Ryuichi would step in like a knight in shining armor.
Flying through the clouds, he was on the plane Tohma had scheduled for him, the glint of the sun shining intensely through the window. It was thanks to Tohma that his plan had gotten off to such a great start. With the little lie he blatantly told the writer it would only be a matter of time before Yuki goes off the deep end in regards to Shuichi. Yuki will surely come after Shuichi but by the time he thinks of chasing after his love it will all be too late. Ryuichi grinned at his Kumagoro.
"You know why it will be too late? Right Kumagoro!? Because Shuichi won't be his love anymore." His voice became melancholy.
"He shines too brightly to be held down by that monster."
Looking out over the ocean he thought of the story of Icarus. Even with the warnings from his father, from someone who knew him better, he defied the calls and flew ever closer to the killer sun. The sun that wanted to take away that which held Icarus high and made him shine. Ryuichi became angered at the sun as he looked out the window. He thought, you were jealous of his glorious shine so you enticed him with your grander and he came flying. His wax wings melted and he plunged into the cold waters below. Disgusted Ryu looked away from the Atlantic and away from the sun. Putting his head in his hands he closed out the light.
Shuichi won't plummet to his death!
"I won't let that happen." He whispered harshly. "I'm here now." He whispered to Kumagoro. "There's no need to worry. I will catch you." He sat there holding Kuma for a long time imagining it to be the pink fluff of hair. The engines rumbled softly beneath him as the plane began its decent.
It was now just a matter of time. Soon his feet would be back on American soil and as the land gradually came back to him, after such a long and arduous journey, so did the elusive happiness. One more road block had been taken care of. Yuki was out of the picture that just left Bad Luck to deal with.
He squeezed Kumagoro ever so close to his body. They would never let him get close to Shuichi. No one posed a bigger threat than Mr. K. He can ruin everything I've been striving for. He chuckled to himself before saying pretty loudly to his plushy
"Luckily he'll have to back down once he sees we were meant for each other, isn't that right Kumagoro?!" The lady sitting in the row across from Ryuichi turned and raised her eyebrow. Ryuichi was sitting by himself talking to a stuffed bunny. Sticking the headphones in one ear she tried to ignore this strange man and concentrate on the music. He really didn't care because he would finally be with Shuichi and nothing would come between them. Not Yuki, not even K.
Looking out the window a solemnity passed over him and he became sad. Am I doing the right thing? He was acting like a child and he knew it. He was treating Shuichi like a toy. His and nobodyelses; a selfish child that had just learned the word mine.
"No, no that's not true."He whispered to himself.
"I love him and he loves me. He deserves to have a choice." But he wasn't giving him a choice he was forcefully deciding for Shuichi what was best for him without taking into account his feelings on the matter.
"He must have the same feeling as me he just has to." He thumped the armrest causing a slight pain to flow through his arm. A lady came on the PR system to announce they had arrived at their destination.
It was such a good feeling to be back to the place he could never forget. As much as Japan was his home America would be the place to crash for the weekend. A limo driver awaited him ready to take him where he needed to go. First and foremost lunch, it was midday and he could already taste a big hamburger with everything on it. The way only New York knew how to make it. Telling his driver the restaurant he wanted to go he jumped into the limo head first, he was so excited.
He and Kumagoro sat their eyes toward heaven watching the skyscrapers above. The radio was on and a certain word caught his attention.
"The famous Japanese band Bad Luck will be in select cities around the country for their first American tour. " He smiled at how fast Bad Luck's popularity had soared. "The new rage for Japan is slowly infecting people of all ages here in America."
The voice of a teenage girl came through the speakers. "I just love them they are all so cute, I just can't wait to get their autographs."
The radio hostess came back on. "The latest controversy over the orientation of the singer is stirring the masses. Outcries of indecency from parents who slowly learn the singer's present lover is the critically acclaimed Japanese romance writer, Eiri Yuki, who sweeps women off their feet. Nothing though it seems can stop the hordes of girls from flocking to..."
Droning out the radio host he laid back his mind thinking over the statement. Deep down, he was still a bit jealous of Shuichi's fame. He knew that right now he could still beat Shu when it came to CD sales, but Ryuichi was at the end of his road. That was one of the reasons why he kept reinventing himself so he could continue to be new and relevant. He wanted the world to know him. He loved the fame. Shuichi had just begun so it would only be a matter of time before he surpassed Nittle Grasper and shine more than anyone would ever imagine.
He would only grow brighter as I fade into the dim, he sadly thought. Picking up his plush he asked Kuma's opinion.
"What do you think Kumagoro?"Making a high pitched voice his toy talked to him.
"I think everything is turning out well for you Mr. Ryuichi! You're so great and smart there is nothing that can stop you."
"And don't you forget it!" He responded in his normal voice before hugging the doll with love as if it were another human.
That made him think of Shuichi. Looking down at his hand he remembered holding Shuichi in his apartment. That warmth had flowed through these fingertips he thought. Raising his hand he touched his fingers to his lips and memories flared into his mind. He kissed Shuichi with these lips and was not rejected that was proof enough was it not? Deep down Shuichi knows that they are meant for each other and with that thought Ryuichi hushed all his doubt.
He would meet Shuichi here in this big city and they would be together no matter what.
After lunch his first stop was XMR. A visit with a certain someone would be just what he needed to cement his plan.
For most of you who have been keeping up with this story I thank you all and this time I will not promise that I will have the next chapter out at a certain date but I will say this, on my word, "I will not let my fans down and will think of you more. Chapters will be a top priority and I will not lack on the story but for me to do that I need time (I'm a Snail Writer). I will keep writing for you."
P.S. I will also be revising my precious chapters because I know you have had to put up with some bad grammar and spelling mistakes so I will fix them. I won't change the story so you don't have to read them over again, it's mostly for newer readers but that also means this new chapter has been thoroughly looked through for mistakes for my old fans. Thanks again, I love you all.
