Title: A History of Friendship
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation and this is just my little theory of what could possibly of happened.
Author Notes: Thanks to all who reviewed, I really appraciate it. As for my blonde theory: in that scene Ryuichi takes the picture and colors around it saying that now he was shining, right? I mean, unless Ryuichi didn't know it was supposed to Yuki, he said it was Shuichi and that he made him "shining" didn't he? Hm....must go back and check that. *makes mental note* As for Maiko being older, I could have sworn that it said in the manga she was older...*Ponders* Must check that too! lol. Thanks again to all!
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"I think I wanna be a doctor." said the redhead thoughtfully as he peered up into the endless velevet sky above. "How about you, Shuichi?"
"I think you'd makea good doctor." Shuichi agreed enthusiastically, taking out a piece of pocky from the box that lay between the two pre-teens.
Hiro smiled, ego flaming a bit and then glanced over at Shuichi, "So what do you want to be, Shuichi?"
Nibbling his pocky thoughtfully Shuichi made a soft noise of thought. He averted his gaze from the night sky and sat up, a small frown forming. Pushing himself up on his elbows Hiro looked over at his friend with a look of genuine concern.
"Shuichi?" he asked quietly. "Something wrong?"
The blonde shook his head and stuck his pocky into his mouth with a small sigh. He turned bright violet eyes to his friend and then glanced around. Hiro glanced around as well, wondering what exactly they were looking for. Finally Shuichi scooted over to Hiro and leaned his back against the boy's shoulder. Not objecting to extra weight Hiro put his head on Shuichi's back, the sound of the blonde's heart beat filling his ears.
"It sounds crazy, but.....I really want this." Shuichi said quietly, lifting his gaze to the heavens. "Promise you won't tell anybody?"
"Of course, what else are friends for, eh?"
Shuichi's usual smile lit his face, a small trace of embaressment there as well though. The slightly older boy waited patiently for his friend to speak, not wanting to push him at all. The last thing he wanted was for Shuichi to be upset because of something he had done. For some reason Hiro simply couldn't even bear the thought of that, which slightly scared the boy.
"Hiro, I wanna be a famous J-Rock star. Just like my idol Sakuma Ryuichi." Shuichi said, voice slightly awed. "I want to sing and perform for people all over the world. To have my name in lights and to be some one, you know? I want people to say, "Shindou Shuichi, now that kid has talent." or to just recognize my name. I want stardom-- no, I want super stardom."
The pre-teen let out a wistful sigh and looked over his shoulder at his best friend of 3 years. The redhead didn't look at the boy like he was crazy or foolish for having such a lofty goal, instead he simply smiled an odd sort of smile.
"That sounds amazing, Shuichi." he told his friend gently. "I think that's something I would want too. To be able to touch people with your music and be known. That'd be something wouldn't it?"
Nodding his head slightly Shuichi scooted away from Hiro and then layed himself backwards to put his head on the other's chest. He looked over at Hiro and caught his steely grey eyes with his own violet ones. They exchanged smiles until Hiro finally let out a sigh and layed back on the soft grass, allowing the smaller boy to rest his head upon him.
"Yeah it would be something, but," the boy said with a sigh, waving his hand in a dissmissing manner. "It'll never happen"
"Wah? Why not?"
"I don't have enough talent and my two-year-old cousin composes lyrics better than I do. I wouldn't stand a chance."
Hiro shook his head and kept his eyes on the glittering night sky. "Don't be so hard on yourself, Shuichi. I'm completely sure that if you set your mind to it and never gave up that you could do it. And your writing can't be *that* bad."
"You really think I could do it Hiro?" Shuichi asked earnestly.
"Of course I do and I'll back you up 105% all the way. I've got faith in you."
Shuichi sat up and turned so he could look at his friend clearly, face flushed excitedly and beaming widely. Hiro smiled back up at him gently before he was enveloped into a tight hug.
"You're the best friend ever, Hiro!" Shuichi declared as he glomped the poor teen. "You play guitar some right? Well you can be my guitarist and help me write my lyrics. We'll be the best duo ever!"
"Hey, hey now!" Hiro laughed, sitting up with the blonde still attached the his middle. "I said I'd back you up, not *be* your back-up. My guitar skills are horrible and I couldn't write a haiku{1} if you wrote the first 2 lines for me. Trust me, I'm not exactly the ideal bandmate."
"Well you're *my* ideal band mate, Hiro." Shuichi whined, pouting at the redhead as he let him go. "Besides, I'd help you out if you wanted help with your whole doctor thing."
Hiro snorted, "And how would you do that? Come over and let me operate and play doctor with you?"
As soon as he spoke the words Hiro turned nearly 5 shades of red at the rather erotic mental images that line produced. Shuichi however was rather oblivious and replied sincerely.
"Well if you needed me to sure! I wouldn't give it a second thought, beside Hiro your guitar playing isn't bad at all. I think your a great guitarist." Shuichi said stoutly.
Hiro's ego seemed to inflate some at the endearing comment, but he simply rolled his eyes.
"Your only saying that because your my friend and you want me to be in your band."
"Well yeah, kinda, but it's working just a little bit isn't it?" Shuichi asked hopefully, raising an eyebrow.
The redhead stared at his little blonde friend, face questioning and his eyes full of hope. A sudden wave of guilt crashed over him and his resolve seemed to diminish. He honestly felt guilty for turning the proposal down. But, then again, that was just Shuichi. No matter what it was Hiro somehow always felt guilty when he depirved his friend of something, even when it was in Shuichi's best interest to deny him. Letting out a long sigh Hiro closed his eyes, running slender digits through his shoulder length hair. He could practically hear the grin of triumph in Shuichi's voice as he meeped lightly, noticing his friends walls of ressolve tumbling down.
"So you'd do it for me?" Shuichi asked excitedly.
"Well where's my moral support? I said I wanna be a doctor, you don't want me to give that up do you?"
"Well no, Hiro," Shuichi said in a drawn out sort of whine. "But you could be a doctor *and* a guitarist. Y'know, just take a couple months out of doctoring to come on tour and record and appear at press conferences and sign autographs and all that other fun super star stuff."
Hiro let a smile claim his lips at his blonde friend's silly little rant. He was awfully cute when he whined pleadingly like that...Well, when he wasn't being annoying he was cute. Deciding to let the little blonde win this arguemnet,though it wasn't like he lost many others, Hiro let out a sigh of defeat.
"Oh fine."
"You'd help me out? For serious?" Shuichi asked excitedly, bouncing as he talked. "So you will help?"
Finally reopening his eyes Hiro let out a sigh, a soft smile coming to his lips. "Don't I always?"
Beaming for all he was worth Shuichi looked up into the sky with satisfaction. Hiro shook his head, casting his gaze amongst the stars as well. After a moment of comfortable silence the blonde turned to his friend.
"You're the greatest friend that anyone could ask for, Hiro."
"You only say that 'cause I spoil you all the time."
"Well yeah," Shuichi admitted with a grin. "but you don't mind much."
And if the truth be told, Hiro really didn't, but at the same time it was unnerving. He knew he'd do absolutely anything for Shuichi, and these were the feelings he feared most.
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Review please! - Kuroi
{1} In Japanese, haikus are poems that traditionally have seventeen short sounds divided into three lines of a fixed five-seven-five pattern.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation and this is just my little theory of what could possibly of happened.
Author Notes: Thanks to all who reviewed, I really appraciate it. As for my blonde theory: in that scene Ryuichi takes the picture and colors around it saying that now he was shining, right? I mean, unless Ryuichi didn't know it was supposed to Yuki, he said it was Shuichi and that he made him "shining" didn't he? Hm....must go back and check that. *makes mental note* As for Maiko being older, I could have sworn that it said in the manga she was older...*Ponders* Must check that too! lol. Thanks again to all!
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"I think I wanna be a doctor." said the redhead thoughtfully as he peered up into the endless velevet sky above. "How about you, Shuichi?"
"I think you'd makea good doctor." Shuichi agreed enthusiastically, taking out a piece of pocky from the box that lay between the two pre-teens.
Hiro smiled, ego flaming a bit and then glanced over at Shuichi, "So what do you want to be, Shuichi?"
Nibbling his pocky thoughtfully Shuichi made a soft noise of thought. He averted his gaze from the night sky and sat up, a small frown forming. Pushing himself up on his elbows Hiro looked over at his friend with a look of genuine concern.
"Shuichi?" he asked quietly. "Something wrong?"
The blonde shook his head and stuck his pocky into his mouth with a small sigh. He turned bright violet eyes to his friend and then glanced around. Hiro glanced around as well, wondering what exactly they were looking for. Finally Shuichi scooted over to Hiro and leaned his back against the boy's shoulder. Not objecting to extra weight Hiro put his head on Shuichi's back, the sound of the blonde's heart beat filling his ears.
"It sounds crazy, but.....I really want this." Shuichi said quietly, lifting his gaze to the heavens. "Promise you won't tell anybody?"
"Of course, what else are friends for, eh?"
Shuichi's usual smile lit his face, a small trace of embaressment there as well though. The slightly older boy waited patiently for his friend to speak, not wanting to push him at all. The last thing he wanted was for Shuichi to be upset because of something he had done. For some reason Hiro simply couldn't even bear the thought of that, which slightly scared the boy.
"Hiro, I wanna be a famous J-Rock star. Just like my idol Sakuma Ryuichi." Shuichi said, voice slightly awed. "I want to sing and perform for people all over the world. To have my name in lights and to be some one, you know? I want people to say, "Shindou Shuichi, now that kid has talent." or to just recognize my name. I want stardom-- no, I want super stardom."
The pre-teen let out a wistful sigh and looked over his shoulder at his best friend of 3 years. The redhead didn't look at the boy like he was crazy or foolish for having such a lofty goal, instead he simply smiled an odd sort of smile.
"That sounds amazing, Shuichi." he told his friend gently. "I think that's something I would want too. To be able to touch people with your music and be known. That'd be something wouldn't it?"
Nodding his head slightly Shuichi scooted away from Hiro and then layed himself backwards to put his head on the other's chest. He looked over at Hiro and caught his steely grey eyes with his own violet ones. They exchanged smiles until Hiro finally let out a sigh and layed back on the soft grass, allowing the smaller boy to rest his head upon him.
"Yeah it would be something, but," the boy said with a sigh, waving his hand in a dissmissing manner. "It'll never happen"
"Wah? Why not?"
"I don't have enough talent and my two-year-old cousin composes lyrics better than I do. I wouldn't stand a chance."
Hiro shook his head and kept his eyes on the glittering night sky. "Don't be so hard on yourself, Shuichi. I'm completely sure that if you set your mind to it and never gave up that you could do it. And your writing can't be *that* bad."
"You really think I could do it Hiro?" Shuichi asked earnestly.
"Of course I do and I'll back you up 105% all the way. I've got faith in you."
Shuichi sat up and turned so he could look at his friend clearly, face flushed excitedly and beaming widely. Hiro smiled back up at him gently before he was enveloped into a tight hug.
"You're the best friend ever, Hiro!" Shuichi declared as he glomped the poor teen. "You play guitar some right? Well you can be my guitarist and help me write my lyrics. We'll be the best duo ever!"
"Hey, hey now!" Hiro laughed, sitting up with the blonde still attached the his middle. "I said I'd back you up, not *be* your back-up. My guitar skills are horrible and I couldn't write a haiku{1} if you wrote the first 2 lines for me. Trust me, I'm not exactly the ideal bandmate."
"Well you're *my* ideal band mate, Hiro." Shuichi whined, pouting at the redhead as he let him go. "Besides, I'd help you out if you wanted help with your whole doctor thing."
Hiro snorted, "And how would you do that? Come over and let me operate and play doctor with you?"
As soon as he spoke the words Hiro turned nearly 5 shades of red at the rather erotic mental images that line produced. Shuichi however was rather oblivious and replied sincerely.
"Well if you needed me to sure! I wouldn't give it a second thought, beside Hiro your guitar playing isn't bad at all. I think your a great guitarist." Shuichi said stoutly.
Hiro's ego seemed to inflate some at the endearing comment, but he simply rolled his eyes.
"Your only saying that because your my friend and you want me to be in your band."
"Well yeah, kinda, but it's working just a little bit isn't it?" Shuichi asked hopefully, raising an eyebrow.
The redhead stared at his little blonde friend, face questioning and his eyes full of hope. A sudden wave of guilt crashed over him and his resolve seemed to diminish. He honestly felt guilty for turning the proposal down. But, then again, that was just Shuichi. No matter what it was Hiro somehow always felt guilty when he depirved his friend of something, even when it was in Shuichi's best interest to deny him. Letting out a long sigh Hiro closed his eyes, running slender digits through his shoulder length hair. He could practically hear the grin of triumph in Shuichi's voice as he meeped lightly, noticing his friends walls of ressolve tumbling down.
"So you'd do it for me?" Shuichi asked excitedly.
"Well where's my moral support? I said I wanna be a doctor, you don't want me to give that up do you?"
"Well no, Hiro," Shuichi said in a drawn out sort of whine. "But you could be a doctor *and* a guitarist. Y'know, just take a couple months out of doctoring to come on tour and record and appear at press conferences and sign autographs and all that other fun super star stuff."
Hiro let a smile claim his lips at his blonde friend's silly little rant. He was awfully cute when he whined pleadingly like that...Well, when he wasn't being annoying he was cute. Deciding to let the little blonde win this arguemnet,though it wasn't like he lost many others, Hiro let out a sigh of defeat.
"Oh fine."
"You'd help me out? For serious?" Shuichi asked excitedly, bouncing as he talked. "So you will help?"
Finally reopening his eyes Hiro let out a sigh, a soft smile coming to his lips. "Don't I always?"
Beaming for all he was worth Shuichi looked up into the sky with satisfaction. Hiro shook his head, casting his gaze amongst the stars as well. After a moment of comfortable silence the blonde turned to his friend.
"You're the greatest friend that anyone could ask for, Hiro."
"You only say that 'cause I spoil you all the time."
"Well yeah," Shuichi admitted with a grin. "but you don't mind much."
And if the truth be told, Hiro really didn't, but at the same time it was unnerving. He knew he'd do absolutely anything for Shuichi, and these were the feelings he feared most.
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Review please! - Kuroi
{1} In Japanese, haikus are poems that traditionally have seventeen short sounds divided into three lines of a fixed five-seven-five pattern.
