1 By: Amy Yu
On: June 3, 2002
2 A New Beginning?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of its characters. This fic is written for purposes of amusement only. I am not gaining any profits from this. Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda...
Warnings: Shounen ai Eiri+Shuichi and angst.
Author's Note: This is the sequel to "Think Pink".
Here's the fic:
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3 Walking through the midst of the downtown crowd, Shuichi kept his head down to avoid any glances that people may throw his way. He knew that he should have put on a disguise if he did not want anyone to bother him, but it was too late now.
Two high school girls walked passed him whispering to each other's ears. "Isn't that guy cute." One said, cupping one hand over her mouth as she giggled and used her other to point Shuichi out to her friend. "He looks kind of like the singer for that new band."
Joining her friend's giggling, the other girl replied, "No way. That singer's always smiling and he's way better looking. Besides, a celebrity like him would never be walking around alone in the middle of the streets."
Hearing this made Shuichi feel slightly better. At least he didn't need that disguise anymore. No one would believe that he was the same energetic and fun loving performer that he always appeared to be. Actually, aside from Eiri, no one has managed to ever make him sad and depressed before. He had always been able to just brush it off and get on with his happy life.
"Yuki's better off without me. I should get over this." Shuichi mumbled to himself. He knew that his days with Eiri were over and there was no looking back. He had to learn to live without Eiri. It was not something that he wanted, but it was necessary and it would be a fact of life for him from now on.
Shuichi felt himself being dragged down the spiral path towards depression by his own thoughts of Eiri. He needed a distraction, something that would take his mind off of Eiri for just a moment, like when he sings. That's right. He could go down to the recording studio for a little while. He didn't have a recording session today, but it was a place that always managed to make him feel comfortable and happy while he was there. It was his safe haven. It was a refuge for him when the world becomes too much for him to handle. That was one of the things he loved about being in the music business. His job was one of the best stress relievers. Every time that he went in for work, he could sing himself into oblivion, to the point where he could feel nothing more than the beats from Hiro's guitar and Suguru's synthesizer.
Turning on his heals, Shuichi returned back down the path that he had been wandering and headed towards the NG Studios building. If he was fortunate, he might even run into Ryuichi while he was there. He could use a good laugh and Ryuichi was always good for one of those.
Before he knew it, the building loomed over him, a spectacle for any passerby. Shuichi stepped into the main lobby, happy to be engulfed in the building's familiar interior.
Forgetting all about the recording studio, Shuichi climbed into one of the lobby's large soft sofa chairs and laid his head against the right armrest. He had barely slept in days and his weariness was finally catching up with him. Now was as good a time as any to have a quick nap and Shuichi soon lulled off into a dreamless, but peaceful sleep.
Too bad it wasn't meant to last. Before the hour was up, the doors to the lobby opened up and Ryuichi bounced in, Noriko not far behind him with a lollipop, trying desperately to sedate him somehow.
As luck would have it, as soon as Ryuichi had wandered in, he spotted Shuichi resting comfortably on one of the lobby's chairs. Being too hyper to realize that Shuichi was in the midst of a deep sleep, he ran over, Kumaguru in tow, and leapt right onto the napping boy.
Becoming awake with a start, Shuichi looked at the familiar face hovering over his own and gave Ryuichi the greeting that was owed. The sad smile that passed over his face was misunderstood for a sleepy smile and Ryuichi continued on without the heartbroken look on Shuichi's face every registering in his mind.
"Shuichi! How are you? I haven't seen you for since last week. Where have you been all this time? Hahaha." Ryuichi interrupted his own speech with laughter. "Stupid question," he continued, "you were probably at home nice and comfy, cuddling your Yuki, right?"
The look of sorrow on Shuichi's face changed immediately into a look of pure shock at the mention of the man whom he had walked out on. The reminder had not reopened an old wound as many would think. This wound was still fresh and the comment had only ripped open the wound to his heart wider, to the point where Shuichi just could not stand the emotions any long. Not bothering to say anything more to his childhood singing idol, he got up and ran away before his tears could slip down his cheeks.
Back on the street again. Everywhere Shuichi went the memory of Eiri seemed to follow him. It was a nightmare that he could not get over, but perhaps in time, the pain would go away. He didn't know what would happen if it didn't. He could not live with this much pain burdened in his heart. He had heard that the best artists were always miserable, but this was too much. If this much suffering were required to be a good musician then he would rather give up on his dreams. It was just not worth the anguish.
Bowing his head to hide his face behind his bangs, Shuichi wandered on aimlessly. He had always thought that it was a privilege to be with Eiri, but perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps, it was his curse to have the one he loved be both his saviour and his destruction.
Losing control, Shuichi let his tears fall once again. "Why?" he sobbed, "Why do you have to do this to me, Yuki?"
Shuichi stopped walking and stood in the middle of the sidewalk, letting his emotions run wild. Inside, he was falling apart, the strain of being Eiri's lover for the past months finally catching up to him full force, but outside, the people walked passed his, unmindful of the agony that the young man with the pink hair was in. Life truly was unfair.
4 TBC
On: June 3, 2002
2 A New Beginning?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of its characters. This fic is written for purposes of amusement only. I am not gaining any profits from this. Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda...
Warnings: Shounen ai Eiri+Shuichi and angst.
Author's Note: This is the sequel to "Think Pink".
Here's the fic:
~*~*~*~
3 Walking through the midst of the downtown crowd, Shuichi kept his head down to avoid any glances that people may throw his way. He knew that he should have put on a disguise if he did not want anyone to bother him, but it was too late now.
Two high school girls walked passed him whispering to each other's ears. "Isn't that guy cute." One said, cupping one hand over her mouth as she giggled and used her other to point Shuichi out to her friend. "He looks kind of like the singer for that new band."
Joining her friend's giggling, the other girl replied, "No way. That singer's always smiling and he's way better looking. Besides, a celebrity like him would never be walking around alone in the middle of the streets."
Hearing this made Shuichi feel slightly better. At least he didn't need that disguise anymore. No one would believe that he was the same energetic and fun loving performer that he always appeared to be. Actually, aside from Eiri, no one has managed to ever make him sad and depressed before. He had always been able to just brush it off and get on with his happy life.
"Yuki's better off without me. I should get over this." Shuichi mumbled to himself. He knew that his days with Eiri were over and there was no looking back. He had to learn to live without Eiri. It was not something that he wanted, but it was necessary and it would be a fact of life for him from now on.
Shuichi felt himself being dragged down the spiral path towards depression by his own thoughts of Eiri. He needed a distraction, something that would take his mind off of Eiri for just a moment, like when he sings. That's right. He could go down to the recording studio for a little while. He didn't have a recording session today, but it was a place that always managed to make him feel comfortable and happy while he was there. It was his safe haven. It was a refuge for him when the world becomes too much for him to handle. That was one of the things he loved about being in the music business. His job was one of the best stress relievers. Every time that he went in for work, he could sing himself into oblivion, to the point where he could feel nothing more than the beats from Hiro's guitar and Suguru's synthesizer.
Turning on his heals, Shuichi returned back down the path that he had been wandering and headed towards the NG Studios building. If he was fortunate, he might even run into Ryuichi while he was there. He could use a good laugh and Ryuichi was always good for one of those.
Before he knew it, the building loomed over him, a spectacle for any passerby. Shuichi stepped into the main lobby, happy to be engulfed in the building's familiar interior.
Forgetting all about the recording studio, Shuichi climbed into one of the lobby's large soft sofa chairs and laid his head against the right armrest. He had barely slept in days and his weariness was finally catching up with him. Now was as good a time as any to have a quick nap and Shuichi soon lulled off into a dreamless, but peaceful sleep.
Too bad it wasn't meant to last. Before the hour was up, the doors to the lobby opened up and Ryuichi bounced in, Noriko not far behind him with a lollipop, trying desperately to sedate him somehow.
As luck would have it, as soon as Ryuichi had wandered in, he spotted Shuichi resting comfortably on one of the lobby's chairs. Being too hyper to realize that Shuichi was in the midst of a deep sleep, he ran over, Kumaguru in tow, and leapt right onto the napping boy.
Becoming awake with a start, Shuichi looked at the familiar face hovering over his own and gave Ryuichi the greeting that was owed. The sad smile that passed over his face was misunderstood for a sleepy smile and Ryuichi continued on without the heartbroken look on Shuichi's face every registering in his mind.
"Shuichi! How are you? I haven't seen you for since last week. Where have you been all this time? Hahaha." Ryuichi interrupted his own speech with laughter. "Stupid question," he continued, "you were probably at home nice and comfy, cuddling your Yuki, right?"
The look of sorrow on Shuichi's face changed immediately into a look of pure shock at the mention of the man whom he had walked out on. The reminder had not reopened an old wound as many would think. This wound was still fresh and the comment had only ripped open the wound to his heart wider, to the point where Shuichi just could not stand the emotions any long. Not bothering to say anything more to his childhood singing idol, he got up and ran away before his tears could slip down his cheeks.
Back on the street again. Everywhere Shuichi went the memory of Eiri seemed to follow him. It was a nightmare that he could not get over, but perhaps in time, the pain would go away. He didn't know what would happen if it didn't. He could not live with this much pain burdened in his heart. He had heard that the best artists were always miserable, but this was too much. If this much suffering were required to be a good musician then he would rather give up on his dreams. It was just not worth the anguish.
Bowing his head to hide his face behind his bangs, Shuichi wandered on aimlessly. He had always thought that it was a privilege to be with Eiri, but perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps, it was his curse to have the one he loved be both his saviour and his destruction.
Losing control, Shuichi let his tears fall once again. "Why?" he sobbed, "Why do you have to do this to me, Yuki?"
Shuichi stopped walking and stood in the middle of the sidewalk, letting his emotions run wild. Inside, he was falling apart, the strain of being Eiri's lover for the past months finally catching up to him full force, but outside, the people walked passed his, unmindful of the agony that the young man with the pink hair was in. Life truly was unfair.
4 TBC