TITLE: The Fragile
Chapter 2: The Day the World Went Away
AUTHOR: Gottin des Todes
SUMMARY: Its Bradley Crawford's turn to be written about. This is about Crawford before he joined Schwartz. He is sweet and innocent in this part, well till the end.
TYPE: 2/23, Album fic, Song fic
RATING: R
SPOILERS: None.
WARNINGS: Lime, Yaoi. Brad being sweet and kind. Enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: Weiss and Schwartz aren't mine. They belong to Takehito and his
associates. I own a copy of The Fragile but that is about it. It is
produced by the musical genius named Trent Reznor. I am not making
any money by writing this and I don't think I have stolen anyone's
ideas. If I did, I am very sorry and please notify me and I will give you
credit. Ok, to the person who is writing the fic where Brad gets sent
away by his father to the "special" school, thank you very much there is
a part where I use that idea, somewhat. Sorry I don't remember your
name.
It had been another long day at work. People constantly coming up to me asking for advice for such things like what stocks they should buy and what ones that they should sell. I guess that what happens when you are a well-know person in the stock business, and that most of my predictions of the future are right. Well I guess my little power of seeing visions of is a big help in the business that I am in.
I arrived home finally. The nice smell of dinner cooking filled the house. This meal will be the first good meal I ate all day, thanks to my partner Paul. My shoes fell to the floor as soon as I got in. It felt good to get those things off. My feet felt free and relaxed now. I put my jacket on the coat rake and meandered in the kitchen. I saw my lover over by the stove stirring something in a pot.
His blonde hair kept falling into his eyes. He looked quite adorable like that. He would soon moved his hair from out of his sight of vision just so it could fall back like that in a few seconds. As he cooked, he had a faint smile shone on his face. His smile brightened my days like the sun brightens darkness. He was humming a little song. I recognized the song right away. It was the song that was playing when we first made love. A smile came to my face.
I walked over to him and slid my arms around his waist. His warm body felt nice next to mine. He turned around so he could face me. His smile always melts my heart when he faces me with it. "So how was work today Bradley?" he asked me quietly.
"It was horrible," I replied to him. I pressed my lips against his and pulled away.
"That is so sad to hear. Is there anything I can do for you babe?" he asked me.
I leaned in close to him. I whispered into his ear, "Yes, just stay with me tonight." I licked the bottom of his ear. I then moved back so I could look into his eyes. I pressed my lips against his but not as gently as I did the last time. My tongue ran acrossed his lips waiting for an entry but impatience grew more and more by the second and it made its own entry by parting his lips. His mouth tasted sweet. This was the best thing that has happened today. He put his arms around my neck and pulled himself closer to my body. I felt his harden length against my relatively limp one. He pushed himself against mine harder. My body reacted like it always did when Paul did something like this. My own length grew hard and warm and my pants started to feel unbearably tight.
I slowly started to take steps back bringing my lover with me. We entered our room and fell onto the bed, which resulted in the most splendid love making that we ever took part of.
I felt warm in his arms. I also felt very safe. I chose tonight was the night that I told him of the secret power that I possessed. He would be the first person I have told since the incident where I had told my family and they all thought that I was strange and lying about the whole thing and sent me away to a school faraway from home just so they could get rid of their odd son an they could return to a normal family again. I took a deep breath and I looked up at my beloved Paul. He looked down at me with those ever so loving eyes. I thought to myself about how I ever got such a loving man to be with me. I knew then that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Paul. I took another deep breath. Paul opened his beautifully formed mouth and asked, "Is there something you want to tell me Bradley?"
I slowly nodded my head. I thought of the words I want to use for a brief moment and then decided to tell him. I knew that he wouldn't reject me like my family did, I was sure of this. I opened my mouth and it all came out. "Paul you know I love you, right?" Paul nodded his head giving me a concerned look. A look that seemed to ask the dreaded question. And that question is "Are you going to break up with me?" I looked at my love and said, "There is something I want to tell you. It has nothing to do with our relationship except for on the part of me telling you something that I hope that you don't think of me as anything different." 'God," a voice inside of me screamed, 'Don't tell him. He will think of you the same way the others have.' But I threw away that voice because I knew that he would never do such a thing.
"And what is that Bradley?" he asked with a tone of relief in his voice.
"I have a special power. You know how I can predict the stock market so accurately right," he nodded his head, "Well, it isn't just because I am a good guesser. Or because I am educated so much. It is because I can see into the future. My predictions aren't always accurate but 95% of the time they are. Do you think I am strange?" I ask and looked away from him. I couldn't be rejected again like I did.
"No, hun," he whispered in my ear. He tilted my head up and kissed my lips gently. "Now go to sleep, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow." I closed my eyes and I fell asleep instantly.
I'D LISTEN TO THE WORDS HE'D SAY
I sat at my desk with The Wallstreet Journal in front of me. All of the words blurred together in my vision. It was hard to concentrate today. I have a bad feeling, one of those feelings you get when something bad is going to happen. I leaned back in my chair. Thoughts of last night rolled in. I let my mind drift off into previous events.
The sound of ringing brought me back into the present time. I still wished I was in bed with my beloved. The ringing? What is it? I looked down. It was my cell phone. I picked it up and spoke a greeting into the mouthpiece. I heard his voice. It was my lover. A smile came to my face. But there was something in his voice. Something that was different than normal.
"Do you know why I am calling?" he asked in an odd tone.
BUT IN HIS VOICE I HEARD DECAY
"No, why would I know?" I asked him confused. I heard something clatter in the background where Paul was. I tried to figure out was going on rationally.
THE PLASTIC FACE FORCED TO PORTRAY
"Well, I have to leave you," Paul said. My heart broke into thousands of pieces I loved him but now it was all over, how could this be. I thought he loved me.
"Why Paul? What is going on?" I asked still very confused. This is tearing me apart inside so much. Why can't things go back the way it was?
"I found a job that pays good money and it is far from here," Paul said almost sounding joyful. Well he should be he finally found a job. I have to let him, maybe if I can get a job in the town where he lives then we can get back together. That is what I am going to do.
ALL THE INSIDES LEFT COLD AND GRAY
I looked up at the house that was in front of me. So this is where Paul is living. He must be making pretty good money then. I guess being an engineer really pays off. I thought back to the vision that I had earlier. It was of me standing at a door and then the door closing in my face. I dismissed the whole thought and got out of the car.
I looked around the house to see what was around. There was nothing really spectacular there but it was nice. I walked up to the front door. I stood there for a few seconds before ringing the doorbell. I wonder what Paul will say when I tell him that I quit my job so I could be with him. I looked at the door until it opened.
I looked at the door as it when inward. There was a man I have never seen before looking at me. Maybe I got the wrong house, I thought, but then I looked on mailbox, which was placed by the door. The numbers read 34 so it must be the right house.
"How can I help you?" the man asking in front of me.
I snapped out of my thinking state. "Umm... is Paul there?" I asked quietly.
He shook his head and then kindly asked, "Who are you? I will tell him that you came."
"My name is Bradley Crawford," I started to say.
The man interrupted me. "Oh you are that freak he was telling me about that could see into the future. He doesn't love you, he thinks you are a freak. Don't come back here again," the man told me.
My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I vowed I would never love again.
THERE IS A PLACE THAT STILL REMAINS
IT EATS THE FEAR IT EATS THE PAIN
I look over my new home. Tokyo. This will begin the start of my new life, and my new job.
THE SWEETEST PRICE HE'LL HAVE TO PAY
THE DAY THE WHOLE WORLD WENT AWAY
I don't need Paul if he is going to do that to me. I don't need anyone anymore. He will relieve that he had lost the best thing in his life.
NA NA NAH
NA NA NA, NAH
NA NA NAH
NA NA NA, NAH
Chapter 2: The Day the World Went Away
AUTHOR: Gottin des Todes
SUMMARY: Its Bradley Crawford's turn to be written about. This is about Crawford before he joined Schwartz. He is sweet and innocent in this part, well till the end.
TYPE: 2/23, Album fic, Song fic
RATING: R
SPOILERS: None.
WARNINGS: Lime, Yaoi. Brad being sweet and kind. Enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: Weiss and Schwartz aren't mine. They belong to Takehito and his
associates. I own a copy of The Fragile but that is about it. It is
produced by the musical genius named Trent Reznor. I am not making
any money by writing this and I don't think I have stolen anyone's
ideas. If I did, I am very sorry and please notify me and I will give you
credit. Ok, to the person who is writing the fic where Brad gets sent
away by his father to the "special" school, thank you very much there is
a part where I use that idea, somewhat. Sorry I don't remember your
name.
It had been another long day at work. People constantly coming up to me asking for advice for such things like what stocks they should buy and what ones that they should sell. I guess that what happens when you are a well-know person in the stock business, and that most of my predictions of the future are right. Well I guess my little power of seeing visions of is a big help in the business that I am in.
I arrived home finally. The nice smell of dinner cooking filled the house. This meal will be the first good meal I ate all day, thanks to my partner Paul. My shoes fell to the floor as soon as I got in. It felt good to get those things off. My feet felt free and relaxed now. I put my jacket on the coat rake and meandered in the kitchen. I saw my lover over by the stove stirring something in a pot.
His blonde hair kept falling into his eyes. He looked quite adorable like that. He would soon moved his hair from out of his sight of vision just so it could fall back like that in a few seconds. As he cooked, he had a faint smile shone on his face. His smile brightened my days like the sun brightens darkness. He was humming a little song. I recognized the song right away. It was the song that was playing when we first made love. A smile came to my face.
I walked over to him and slid my arms around his waist. His warm body felt nice next to mine. He turned around so he could face me. His smile always melts my heart when he faces me with it. "So how was work today Bradley?" he asked me quietly.
"It was horrible," I replied to him. I pressed my lips against his and pulled away.
"That is so sad to hear. Is there anything I can do for you babe?" he asked me.
I leaned in close to him. I whispered into his ear, "Yes, just stay with me tonight." I licked the bottom of his ear. I then moved back so I could look into his eyes. I pressed my lips against his but not as gently as I did the last time. My tongue ran acrossed his lips waiting for an entry but impatience grew more and more by the second and it made its own entry by parting his lips. His mouth tasted sweet. This was the best thing that has happened today. He put his arms around my neck and pulled himself closer to my body. I felt his harden length against my relatively limp one. He pushed himself against mine harder. My body reacted like it always did when Paul did something like this. My own length grew hard and warm and my pants started to feel unbearably tight.
I slowly started to take steps back bringing my lover with me. We entered our room and fell onto the bed, which resulted in the most splendid love making that we ever took part of.
I felt warm in his arms. I also felt very safe. I chose tonight was the night that I told him of the secret power that I possessed. He would be the first person I have told since the incident where I had told my family and they all thought that I was strange and lying about the whole thing and sent me away to a school faraway from home just so they could get rid of their odd son an they could return to a normal family again. I took a deep breath and I looked up at my beloved Paul. He looked down at me with those ever so loving eyes. I thought to myself about how I ever got such a loving man to be with me. I knew then that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Paul. I took another deep breath. Paul opened his beautifully formed mouth and asked, "Is there something you want to tell me Bradley?"
I slowly nodded my head. I thought of the words I want to use for a brief moment and then decided to tell him. I knew that he wouldn't reject me like my family did, I was sure of this. I opened my mouth and it all came out. "Paul you know I love you, right?" Paul nodded his head giving me a concerned look. A look that seemed to ask the dreaded question. And that question is "Are you going to break up with me?" I looked at my love and said, "There is something I want to tell you. It has nothing to do with our relationship except for on the part of me telling you something that I hope that you don't think of me as anything different." 'God," a voice inside of me screamed, 'Don't tell him. He will think of you the same way the others have.' But I threw away that voice because I knew that he would never do such a thing.
"And what is that Bradley?" he asked with a tone of relief in his voice.
"I have a special power. You know how I can predict the stock market so accurately right," he nodded his head, "Well, it isn't just because I am a good guesser. Or because I am educated so much. It is because I can see into the future. My predictions aren't always accurate but 95% of the time they are. Do you think I am strange?" I ask and looked away from him. I couldn't be rejected again like I did.
"No, hun," he whispered in my ear. He tilted my head up and kissed my lips gently. "Now go to sleep, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow." I closed my eyes and I fell asleep instantly.
I'D LISTEN TO THE WORDS HE'D SAY
I sat at my desk with The Wallstreet Journal in front of me. All of the words blurred together in my vision. It was hard to concentrate today. I have a bad feeling, one of those feelings you get when something bad is going to happen. I leaned back in my chair. Thoughts of last night rolled in. I let my mind drift off into previous events.
The sound of ringing brought me back into the present time. I still wished I was in bed with my beloved. The ringing? What is it? I looked down. It was my cell phone. I picked it up and spoke a greeting into the mouthpiece. I heard his voice. It was my lover. A smile came to my face. But there was something in his voice. Something that was different than normal.
"Do you know why I am calling?" he asked in an odd tone.
BUT IN HIS VOICE I HEARD DECAY
"No, why would I know?" I asked him confused. I heard something clatter in the background where Paul was. I tried to figure out was going on rationally.
THE PLASTIC FACE FORCED TO PORTRAY
"Well, I have to leave you," Paul said. My heart broke into thousands of pieces I loved him but now it was all over, how could this be. I thought he loved me.
"Why Paul? What is going on?" I asked still very confused. This is tearing me apart inside so much. Why can't things go back the way it was?
"I found a job that pays good money and it is far from here," Paul said almost sounding joyful. Well he should be he finally found a job. I have to let him, maybe if I can get a job in the town where he lives then we can get back together. That is what I am going to do.
ALL THE INSIDES LEFT COLD AND GRAY
I looked up at the house that was in front of me. So this is where Paul is living. He must be making pretty good money then. I guess being an engineer really pays off. I thought back to the vision that I had earlier. It was of me standing at a door and then the door closing in my face. I dismissed the whole thought and got out of the car.
I looked around the house to see what was around. There was nothing really spectacular there but it was nice. I walked up to the front door. I stood there for a few seconds before ringing the doorbell. I wonder what Paul will say when I tell him that I quit my job so I could be with him. I looked at the door until it opened.
I looked at the door as it when inward. There was a man I have never seen before looking at me. Maybe I got the wrong house, I thought, but then I looked on mailbox, which was placed by the door. The numbers read 34 so it must be the right house.
"How can I help you?" the man asking in front of me.
I snapped out of my thinking state. "Umm... is Paul there?" I asked quietly.
He shook his head and then kindly asked, "Who are you? I will tell him that you came."
"My name is Bradley Crawford," I started to say.
The man interrupted me. "Oh you are that freak he was telling me about that could see into the future. He doesn't love you, he thinks you are a freak. Don't come back here again," the man told me.
My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I vowed I would never love again.
THERE IS A PLACE THAT STILL REMAINS
IT EATS THE FEAR IT EATS THE PAIN
I look over my new home. Tokyo. This will begin the start of my new life, and my new job.
THE SWEETEST PRICE HE'LL HAVE TO PAY
THE DAY THE WHOLE WORLD WENT AWAY
I don't need Paul if he is going to do that to me. I don't need anyone anymore. He will relieve that he had lost the best thing in his life.
NA NA NAH
NA NA NA, NAH
NA NA NAH
NA NA NA, NAH