Happy End no Uta
Chapter Four
(Anou gomen ne! It's been a while since I worked on anything for ff.net. X_X; I've been busy with j rock fics. XDDD; Anyway, here's the next chapter!)
I decided to go and stay in my room instead of hang around my brothers. It was basically the same thing, because they never said anything to me anyway. As I sat on my bed, I contemplated what to do now. Of course, I could think of nothing, so I gave up and went into the living room, where Mukotsu and Kyoukotsu were watching television.
With a sigh, I plopped down onto the couch, getting looks of acknowledgement from both of them. They were watching some horrible show on MTV, which didn't surprise me at all. Grumbling to myself, I grabbed "The Vampire Lestat" from the coffee table and started reading that.
***
The next night I plodded off to band practice once more. As I got out my clarinet, I spotted a guy I had never seen at the field before. He was standing alone and looking a little lost, holding a pair of drumsticks in his hand. I shrugged, got up, and went over to him. "Hey, are you new?" I asked, hoping that he wasn't like everyone else, who would just sit there and make fun of me.
"Yeah. Name's Musou." he replied, "I just moved here from New York...Pretty different." Musou had definately caught my eye. His shoulder length black hair and dark eyes were a big plus, but he just seemed so polite too.
A big smile formed on my face...I probably looked like such a dork. "I'm Jakotsu...And I've lived here all my life more or less." I replied, "Very boring here." I could feel a friendship forming already. It made me very happy. Like I said earlier, the only other friend I have is Naraku. Not that he's a bad friend though, obviously.
Musou nodded slowly. "I heard that you guys have a...erm...'Mullet Festival.' Is that true?" he asked, a strange look forming on his handsome face.
I nodded, not really wanting to talk about that kind of useless garbage. "Yeah. It's really dumb, so of course the band has to perform there." I said glumly, glancing over his shoulder and seeing that Naraku was coming toward us. I waved at him and introduced him to Musou when he came over to us.
Naraku gave him a slight nod. "Always nice to meet new people." he said, a little bit more unfriendly than I had anticipated. I wondered if something was bothering him...He had probably gotten in a fight with his dad or something before he came.
Musou flashed a quick smile. "Yeah..."
***
After band practice, I waited about five minutes for Bankotsu, and then bid Naraku and Musou farewell as I climbed into his car. As we drove off, Bankotsu asked me who Musou was.
"He's a new guy. From New York." I said simply, not really in the mood to talk about him. There was something about Musou that just made me feel jittery. Not to mention the fact that he gave me goosebumps. I just hoped that Bankotsu didn't notice how red my face was with blush.
Too late for that though.
"You like 'im?" Bankotsu asked me, a tone of amusement in his voice. I hated how he could always see through people, especially when they were trying very hard to cover things up.
I nodded. "Yeah. Do you think I've even got a chance with him?" I asked, hoping he'd say 'yes.'
Bankotsu let out a soft laugh. "Well, I don't know one way or the other right now, Jakotsu." he said after a moment, "But maybe you do...Just use your charm...I guess." Then he laughed once more. I guess he thought it was all a big joke.
Yeah, and the joke was on me.
"Oh sure, laugh it up." I grumbled as we drove home, "You don't know for sure! We could be a very happy couple one day and then I'll be the one laughing at you." As I crossed my arms, Bankotsu let out a sigh...Soon enough, silence consumed the car. The only sound was some stupid pop song blaring from the radio.
After a few minutes of silence, Bankotsu finally spoke. "Look, I'm not making fun of you, or Musou." he said firmly, "I just worry about you. I don't want you getting hurt or anything." As he said this, I realized how serious he sounded. Normally, Bankotsu was a joking kind of guy, but now he seemed almost like a different person.
"I know." Even though I didn't really. That was the first time he had ever said anything like that. "I was only kidding with you, Aniki."
My pride kept me from hugging him then and there...That, and the fact that I didn't want us to get in a wreck or anything.
(end part 4! ^^ I'll start posting quicker now...hopefully...)
Chapter Four
(Anou gomen ne! It's been a while since I worked on anything for ff.net. X_X; I've been busy with j rock fics. XDDD; Anyway, here's the next chapter!)
I decided to go and stay in my room instead of hang around my brothers. It was basically the same thing, because they never said anything to me anyway. As I sat on my bed, I contemplated what to do now. Of course, I could think of nothing, so I gave up and went into the living room, where Mukotsu and Kyoukotsu were watching television.
With a sigh, I plopped down onto the couch, getting looks of acknowledgement from both of them. They were watching some horrible show on MTV, which didn't surprise me at all. Grumbling to myself, I grabbed "The Vampire Lestat" from the coffee table and started reading that.
***
The next night I plodded off to band practice once more. As I got out my clarinet, I spotted a guy I had never seen at the field before. He was standing alone and looking a little lost, holding a pair of drumsticks in his hand. I shrugged, got up, and went over to him. "Hey, are you new?" I asked, hoping that he wasn't like everyone else, who would just sit there and make fun of me.
"Yeah. Name's Musou." he replied, "I just moved here from New York...Pretty different." Musou had definately caught my eye. His shoulder length black hair and dark eyes were a big plus, but he just seemed so polite too.
A big smile formed on my face...I probably looked like such a dork. "I'm Jakotsu...And I've lived here all my life more or less." I replied, "Very boring here." I could feel a friendship forming already. It made me very happy. Like I said earlier, the only other friend I have is Naraku. Not that he's a bad friend though, obviously.
Musou nodded slowly. "I heard that you guys have a...erm...'Mullet Festival.' Is that true?" he asked, a strange look forming on his handsome face.
I nodded, not really wanting to talk about that kind of useless garbage. "Yeah. It's really dumb, so of course the band has to perform there." I said glumly, glancing over his shoulder and seeing that Naraku was coming toward us. I waved at him and introduced him to Musou when he came over to us.
Naraku gave him a slight nod. "Always nice to meet new people." he said, a little bit more unfriendly than I had anticipated. I wondered if something was bothering him...He had probably gotten in a fight with his dad or something before he came.
Musou flashed a quick smile. "Yeah..."
***
After band practice, I waited about five minutes for Bankotsu, and then bid Naraku and Musou farewell as I climbed into his car. As we drove off, Bankotsu asked me who Musou was.
"He's a new guy. From New York." I said simply, not really in the mood to talk about him. There was something about Musou that just made me feel jittery. Not to mention the fact that he gave me goosebumps. I just hoped that Bankotsu didn't notice how red my face was with blush.
Too late for that though.
"You like 'im?" Bankotsu asked me, a tone of amusement in his voice. I hated how he could always see through people, especially when they were trying very hard to cover things up.
I nodded. "Yeah. Do you think I've even got a chance with him?" I asked, hoping he'd say 'yes.'
Bankotsu let out a soft laugh. "Well, I don't know one way or the other right now, Jakotsu." he said after a moment, "But maybe you do...Just use your charm...I guess." Then he laughed once more. I guess he thought it was all a big joke.
Yeah, and the joke was on me.
"Oh sure, laugh it up." I grumbled as we drove home, "You don't know for sure! We could be a very happy couple one day and then I'll be the one laughing at you." As I crossed my arms, Bankotsu let out a sigh...Soon enough, silence consumed the car. The only sound was some stupid pop song blaring from the radio.
After a few minutes of silence, Bankotsu finally spoke. "Look, I'm not making fun of you, or Musou." he said firmly, "I just worry about you. I don't want you getting hurt or anything." As he said this, I realized how serious he sounded. Normally, Bankotsu was a joking kind of guy, but now he seemed almost like a different person.
"I know." Even though I didn't really. That was the first time he had ever said anything like that. "I was only kidding with you, Aniki."
My pride kept me from hugging him then and there...That, and the fact that I didn't want us to get in a wreck or anything.
(end part 4! ^^ I'll start posting quicker now...hopefully...)