Series: Gravitation(anime) by Maki Murakami

Disclamer: -.-"


Chapter 12 : Past

The whole way to the police station, Shuichi felt like he was going to vomit. It would seem simple to anyone for him to face these guys. After all, it wasn't like he had been gang raped. It was just a beating… Shuichi thought to himself. So why am I so nervous? Normally when Shuichi was this nervous he'd be fidgeting. But he said nothing on the way to the station. He just stared out into nothingness. Somehow…I feel like there's more to this than what meets the eye…then again. It's just a feeling. He tried to reassure himself.

Yuki looked over at the singer when they were at a red light. Shuichi seemed dazed and just out of it. Jeeze…thought he had gotten over most of the trauma by now. He thought to himself.


"Then why did you take the gun?!" Tohma hit his fist on the desk. "Answer me!"

The man just glared back at him when someone came into the room, "Seguchi-san," The owner of this voice was from the investigator on the case. And it was annoyed. "This could be considered tampering with the witness. Please leave. You're not the investigator."

Tohma gave him a cold glare and then left the interrogation room. He sighed; I called Eiri-san awhile ago already. What in the world is taking him so long? Hestared out the window of the police department. His mind drifted to the memory of seeing Yuki on his knees on the floor of that building in New York; shaking with a gun in his hand. He remembered kneeling down and embracing the crying boy as he saw that Yuki Kitazawa was dead in a pool of blood. What had he done?

The Nittle Grasper keyboardist partially blamed himself for what happened to Yuki. No, he did blame himself. He's the one who insisted on send in Yuki to New York to meet Kitazawa. He trusted him and…Damnit! Tohma punched the nearest wall. He knew that Mika had forgiven him about the whole thing and tried to convince him that it wasn't his fault. But no matter what anyone told him, he'd have to convince himself that he couldn't have prevented the incident. Even when Yuki had told him to screw off and that it didn't matter anymore, it just made him even angrier at himself. That he created the person that Yuki was now.

Now...when Yuki had finally found a person to make him stable…Shindou Shuichi…and he was almost killed. Since the whole incident with Kitazawa, Yuki had been an emotionless person, trying to battle the depression on his own. Even when he tried to deny the medication. When Yuki met Shuichi, he became more stressed out, but overall being with Shuichi made him happier, even if he didn't show it or admit it. He was the hope that kept him hanging on.

And those bastards tried to take it away! I will never forgive them… Tohma promised himself. He was probably just as angry as Yuki if not more. As much as he wanted to put away the assholes that did this for Yuki's revenge, he also had somewhat gotten used to Shuichi. It didn't bug him that he was with Yuki anymore. Heck, it was better than the writer being totally pissed off at Ayaka. And look at how well it worked out for her and Hiro.

Tohma looked back out the window. Where are they already?! You'd think they'd want to get these guys caught! He rubbed his temples to relieve the aggravation. He was never usually this upset. Just calm down…


Traffic was keeping Yuki and Shuichi behind. Yuki had honked the horn of his Mercedes a few times, but it made not significant progress in the cars ahead of them. He sighed in defeat and leaned back against his seat. Now Tohma's going to be the one bitching about me being late. He thought angrily. He looked at Shuichi who had been silent the whole ride. Again, his eyes were lost in what seemed to be a deep day dream. "Oi," Yuki shook him lightly. "What are you staring at?"

Shuichi blinked, coming out of his trance and stared up at Yuki. "Uh…nothing really. Just lyrics for Bad Luck's new album." He quickly lied. I don't feel like explaining this paranoia to Yuki…

Deciding not to accuse Shuichi of lying even though Yuki knew he was, he asked the singer, "Care to share them?"

"Eh?! Now?" Shuichi moaned.

"There's nothing else to do." Yuki stared out the window. "Why not?"

Shuichi gulped, Damn. Uh. Just some random song…does it matter if it's in English? No…Yuki knows my English sucks. He'll figure out I'm just coming off of memory… he struggled to write the non existent song in his thoughts.

"Well?" Yuki was so bored he was tempted to light a cigarette. He knew that would probably make Shuichi sing. The pink haired boy always hated it when Yuki smoked and told him he'd get cancer if he kept doing it. He had stopped smoking one less cigarette daily when Shuichi had bugged him enough about it.

The singer came up with the final option. Being difficult. "I don't feel like sharing. It sucks." He grumbled and looked out the window hoping Yuki would leave him alone now.

"I'm the only one allowed to judge that." Yuki scoffed.

Shuichi ignored him. He hated doing this. "I'm tired, Yuki." He pretended to start to fall asleep.

Yuki shook his head knowing he wouldn't get anywhere with Shuichi in this mood. He stared ahead at the traffic. It was finally starting to move anyway. Finally… Yuki thought thankfully.

Why can't the people who did this to me just die? Then it will be all over. I can forget. I don't want to see these guys. I'm only going to feel even shittier when we get to the station if it's possible. I just know it. He shifted so that he was staring at the ceiling of the car. I don't want to do this…


The arrival to the police station wasn't soon enough for Tohma or Yuki but Shuichi would have loved to wait a few more hours. He could tell that Tohma was a bit edgy but knew that he was still trying to be patient with him. "So, where is this guy?" Yuki asked.

"In the room third on the left down that hall. But I don't think they want you guys to go in. They want Shindo-san to pick him out of a lineup." Tohma explained.

Thank god… But Shuichi's gratitude was shattered when he heard an officer come into the lobby and asked for him to come into the room. He gulped and felt Yuki's hand on his shoulder. He knew it was for support but it only made the thoughts in his head more stressful. Yuki half pushed him towards the room.

"Are you ready?" The officer asked before he opened the door.

No. "Yes." Shuichi replied trying to make sure his voice didn't crack.

The officer nodded and opened the door. Yuki and another person; possibly legal personnel came into the room with him. He scanned over the first four guys in the line up. None of them looked familiar. Then Shuichi's eyes widened in horror as he saw who held up a "5" sign. Shuichi just stared. The bells rang in his head as the connections through his memories of the beating came to life in his thoughts. The guy stared right back with angry but guilty eyes as if he could see him behind the one way mirror. "D- D- D- Dais- Daisuke-kun?!" He stammered and fell backwards before Yuki caught him. He was saying something to Shuichi but he couldn't hear him. No…no way….he…. Shuichi was screaming inside his mind. Why...? He would never do this...It can't be...it's just a mistake...


A/N: As you can see it would have been near to impossible to grab an existing character and manipulate them into the story so I just had to make an OC. I realllyyy didn't want to. I honestly don't know how the Japanese justice system so if someone recognizes that I messed up(I just stole what I know about the American system) let me know. Also, the names for those five guys were just random creations of those weird names from spam mail, teacher's last names and swim team mate's last names(I know they must be feeling SO honored) -gets brick thrown at head-

EDIT: Thanks very much to Yukitoshuu Itsumademo for pointing out my idiotic errors in the system I made up in this chapter; they were fixed.

coffee-house-girl: Yeah, I used your suggestion about Tohma flipping a bit. It was fun to write XD

Naruta13: -munches on oroes and thin crisps- nomnomnom XD