Disclaimer: ermm...I do not own gravi...so please have mercy on my poor soul.
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"A DAY WITHOUT YOU"
Sunday afternoon...nothing to do but sit and sulk in the living room. Shuichi is out doing some recording in the studio. Hell, it's nice having the brat out. Peace for 3 straight days.... yes...3 days with no annoying kid running in the house disturbing my work...at last I could get some decent writing done.
The day end, nothing finished.
Six in the morning I woke up. I'm hearing taps outside my room. Must be the idiot trying to cook eggs for breakfast that will just end up me, precooking for the both of us as he burned it and made it to a charcoal. I just hope this time; he's not intending to burn down my kitchen. I got up from bed, walked around to reach for my shirt, slumped in the floor, as I was too lazy last night. Shuichi is always the one to do cleaning so I pretty much don't care about the house.
Finally, I reached the other side of my bedroom door; just to be welcomed by an empty room...I swear I saw someone there a while ago. Moving...humming...maybe I'm still half asleep...there's no one there Yuki...no one...
Eight o'clock...time's running fast. Just finished breakfast, hell I drank 3 cups of coffee just to convince myself that the image a while ago is hallucination. Took a 30-minute bath, surprisingly thinking' of what the brat is doing at the moment, maybe rehearsing with Hiro and the others. a silly grin played upon my face as I was thinking....don't know why....must me imagining him singing; serious...unlike the real him, it's quite intriguing.
At last, everything is done. But not my work. I came face-to-face with my laptop, trying to make my fingers move...nothing came... not a finger lift from its place...DAMN IT! Just when i got the quietness, is when I can get no bloody work done! SHIT! Perhaps, I got acquainted with the noise surrounding this house...with Shuichi complaining, whining and blabbing day and night. This day sucks...maybe some music might fill in the place of my loud partner.
I walked across the living room and reached out the cd lying beside the stereo. This is his favorite. Nittle Grasper's "piece of my love". Heard it a couple of times, it's not bad at all. At the corner is bad luck's first album. Might as well play this one...kind of miss the annoying voice of that idiot...
I get back to my laptop, tried to think, along with the tune...still nothing came up. What in the world is happening to me?!?! No annoyance Yuki Eiri! Isn't this what you'd waited for so long? To get rid of that loud kid? Or...is it? My deadline is getting near, yet no ideas playing. This calls for a cigarette. And a beer...
I slump myself to the sofa, cursing myself for letting that brat into my life. Before, I was the Yuki Eiri, the no.1 novelist in the country. Having a quiet private life. Until he came along, and it all changed, from the look of my apartment to my attitude towards everything. What normal person would like to have his leisure time being disturbed by a kid?
Man...This day really sucks...fuck, I can't get anything done w/o that inhuman creature around. Hate to admit but.... maybe.... maybe I miss the brat.... how 'bout picking up the phone to know how he's doing? Now where'd I get that idea? It wouldn't hurt anyway.
I picked up the phone, dialed the number to the studio. Sakano answered it.
Sakano: n-g studio, good afternoon!
Yuki: ah.... this is.Yyu...Yuki..Yuki Eiri.
Sakano: yuki! It's you! How long has it been...since...ahaha!! ne-never mind me.
Yuki: just want to check out shuichi. How are things there?
Sakano: Shuichi? What do you mean?
Yuki: how is he doing?
Sakano: oh Yuki...Shuichi's been dead for a year now, remember?
Yuki: that's not funny...
Sakano: ...Yuki...
Yuki: that can't be...he left yesterday to record in the studio. He told me that. He even kissed me! what are u saying now!!?
Sakano: ...........i see ur still in shock...just give it a rest Yuki...you'll eventually get through.
Yuki: damn it Sakano!! (Put down the phone)
Ii don't understand the man...there's no way my Shuichi is gone...he's with me yesterday...kissed me...saying his good-byes...tears trailing down his cheeks...i don't know why but that time I felt like he's going somewhere very far...What does Sakano mean? Shuichi dead? What a joke! He's too precious to die, too valuable too lose....
To be continued...er...maybe...^__^; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
author's note:
now that was sumting! it's pass 1 in the morning already! man this fic is shitty! but still, im proud of it! eheheh.....yuki....hmm....what will that guy do next? what did happen to shuichi? is he dead? that...im getting to it. Just watch out for the next story this is the first decent fic i've done...or so i think....nways, if sumone is to read this fic, please write ur comments and reaction at the space below. plenty of much there, i think...or kindly aproach the author but please no bringing of weapons to sue the writer. feel free to use foul words if u must or say some suggestions. that's all, thanx!
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* yuki: who's the author of this fic? making me dramatic....that's not my thing kid....*smoked some cigarette* shuichi: yuki.....im dead....waaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *clinged on yuki's shirt, while crying* author: im the one hu's writing ere so shut up! eheheh.....im the boss! ^^
yuki: *puts out his gun* really now? *points at the author's head* author: *sweating heavily* you! you! ok now? shuichi: you go yuki! *jumps on top of yuki* i love you! yuki: get the hell off me kid! author: man u two are.....nevermind..........-_-; *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
"A DAY WITHOUT YOU"
Sunday afternoon...nothing to do but sit and sulk in the living room. Shuichi is out doing some recording in the studio. Hell, it's nice having the brat out. Peace for 3 straight days.... yes...3 days with no annoying kid running in the house disturbing my work...at last I could get some decent writing done.
The day end, nothing finished.
Six in the morning I woke up. I'm hearing taps outside my room. Must be the idiot trying to cook eggs for breakfast that will just end up me, precooking for the both of us as he burned it and made it to a charcoal. I just hope this time; he's not intending to burn down my kitchen. I got up from bed, walked around to reach for my shirt, slumped in the floor, as I was too lazy last night. Shuichi is always the one to do cleaning so I pretty much don't care about the house.
Finally, I reached the other side of my bedroom door; just to be welcomed by an empty room...I swear I saw someone there a while ago. Moving...humming...maybe I'm still half asleep...there's no one there Yuki...no one...
Eight o'clock...time's running fast. Just finished breakfast, hell I drank 3 cups of coffee just to convince myself that the image a while ago is hallucination. Took a 30-minute bath, surprisingly thinking' of what the brat is doing at the moment, maybe rehearsing with Hiro and the others. a silly grin played upon my face as I was thinking....don't know why....must me imagining him singing; serious...unlike the real him, it's quite intriguing.
At last, everything is done. But not my work. I came face-to-face with my laptop, trying to make my fingers move...nothing came... not a finger lift from its place...DAMN IT! Just when i got the quietness, is when I can get no bloody work done! SHIT! Perhaps, I got acquainted with the noise surrounding this house...with Shuichi complaining, whining and blabbing day and night. This day sucks...maybe some music might fill in the place of my loud partner.
I walked across the living room and reached out the cd lying beside the stereo. This is his favorite. Nittle Grasper's "piece of my love". Heard it a couple of times, it's not bad at all. At the corner is bad luck's first album. Might as well play this one...kind of miss the annoying voice of that idiot...
I get back to my laptop, tried to think, along with the tune...still nothing came up. What in the world is happening to me?!?! No annoyance Yuki Eiri! Isn't this what you'd waited for so long? To get rid of that loud kid? Or...is it? My deadline is getting near, yet no ideas playing. This calls for a cigarette. And a beer...
I slump myself to the sofa, cursing myself for letting that brat into my life. Before, I was the Yuki Eiri, the no.1 novelist in the country. Having a quiet private life. Until he came along, and it all changed, from the look of my apartment to my attitude towards everything. What normal person would like to have his leisure time being disturbed by a kid?
Man...This day really sucks...fuck, I can't get anything done w/o that inhuman creature around. Hate to admit but.... maybe.... maybe I miss the brat.... how 'bout picking up the phone to know how he's doing? Now where'd I get that idea? It wouldn't hurt anyway.
I picked up the phone, dialed the number to the studio. Sakano answered it.
Sakano: n-g studio, good afternoon!
Yuki: ah.... this is.Yyu...Yuki..Yuki Eiri.
Sakano: yuki! It's you! How long has it been...since...ahaha!! ne-never mind me.
Yuki: just want to check out shuichi. How are things there?
Sakano: Shuichi? What do you mean?
Yuki: how is he doing?
Sakano: oh Yuki...Shuichi's been dead for a year now, remember?
Yuki: that's not funny...
Sakano: ...Yuki...
Yuki: that can't be...he left yesterday to record in the studio. He told me that. He even kissed me! what are u saying now!!?
Sakano: ...........i see ur still in shock...just give it a rest Yuki...you'll eventually get through.
Yuki: damn it Sakano!! (Put down the phone)
Ii don't understand the man...there's no way my Shuichi is gone...he's with me yesterday...kissed me...saying his good-byes...tears trailing down his cheeks...i don't know why but that time I felt like he's going somewhere very far...What does Sakano mean? Shuichi dead? What a joke! He's too precious to die, too valuable too lose....
To be continued...er...maybe...^__^; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
author's note:
now that was sumting! it's pass 1 in the morning already! man this fic is shitty! but still, im proud of it! eheheh.....yuki....hmm....what will that guy do next? what did happen to shuichi? is he dead? that...im getting to it. Just watch out for the next story this is the first decent fic i've done...or so i think....nways, if sumone is to read this fic, please write ur comments and reaction at the space below. plenty of much there, i think...or kindly aproach the author but please no bringing of weapons to sue the writer. feel free to use foul words if u must or say some suggestions. that's all, thanx!
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* yuki: who's the author of this fic? making me dramatic....that's not my thing kid....*smoked some cigarette* shuichi: yuki.....im dead....waaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *clinged on yuki's shirt, while crying* author: im the one hu's writing ere so shut up! eheheh.....im the boss! ^^
yuki: *puts out his gun* really now? *points at the author's head* author: *sweating heavily* you! you! ok now? shuichi: you go yuki! *jumps on top of yuki* i love you! yuki: get the hell off me kid! author: man u two are.....nevermind..........-_-; *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
