***Disclaimer: You know what I'm going to say, but here it is again---I did
not create any of the main characters in this story, I stole them from
Gravitation. I also stole song lyrics from Gravitation. I apologize if my
stealing upsets you. Please don't sue me because the only thing I can
offer is buckets of sap.***
Tuesday 1:00pm.
The sun shone brightly. On the cement pavement, pairs of shoes sent the dirt dancing around restlessly. Most of the shoes walked in pairs: a pair of sneakers walking with a pair of flats, a pair of ADIDAS alongside a pair of Nike, steel-toed boots with 2" platforms, leather shoes with high heels- -- the pairs of shoes drew closer to each other with each step, came close to touching each other, reluctantly drew apart, and began closing in on each other again as if there was an invisible elastic band tying the two together. Among these walked a solitary pair of sandals.
Shuichi stared blankly at the couple cuddling in front of him. The girl leaned against the guy and buried her long, auburn hair in the guy's chest. The guy wrapped his arms around the girl's back and tugged at her waist gently. The two were in their little oasis, surrounded by an aura of happiness and comfort, but none of it stirred a happy emotion in the little boy behind them.
A swarm of black shoes and knee-high socks zoomed past Shuichi. The girls were in high spirits and a big hurry as well.
"Come on! We're going to miss the book-signing!!"
"There's going to be a huge lineup!"
"We're going to miss our class after lunch! Sensei is going to scold at us!"
"I've never been late to her class before!"
"Oh please! All the girls from the class will be going!"
"I bet sensei is lining up right now!"
"Ahaha..." Their laughter trailed off as they turned the corner.
Curious of the commotion, Shuichi followed the girls around the corner, and found a huge crowd of mostly screaming women in front of the shopping center entrance. A large sign was hanging above:
"Yuki Eiri book promotion and book signing event!"
Shuichi's heart almost jumped out of his gaping mouth. He stared at the sign with disbelief. "Yuki has a new book out?! How come I didn't know about it?" Although in his mind Shuichi knew well that Yuki didn't talk about his novels nor was Shuichi interested enough to follow his work. In any case, Shuichi now knew where Yuki was and all of his frustration dissipated in a fraction of a second. He tried squeezing through the crowd, but the women did not yield even an inch and threatened to crush the boy with their thighs.
Shuichi had to wait impatiently until it was his turn to enter the mall and lineup in the lobby. He tried to take a peek at Yuki, but there were too many people wandering around the area where the novelist was supposed to be. The group of school girls he saw earlier walked towards the entrance, subduing their excitement and screams. They kept flipping open the book cover and staring at the first page with grins from ear to ear. Several of the women in front and behind him in line also held onto the same books like treasure.
Shuichi was heating up with anticipation, but the wait seemed to last hours. Finally he was within 10m of the booksigning desk, but there was still a crowd of people lingering in that area and blocking his view. Shuichi jumped up and down with all his might, and thought he caught a glimpse of blond hair.
"Yuki!" he couldn't hold back his yell any longer.
The blond head lifted up a bit. A few of the heads in front of the line turned back and gave the bouncing pink-head a stern glare. Embarrassed but evermore impatient, Shuichi resisted his urges and stood silently, flustered.
The woman in front of him chatted calmly with the romance novelist. She was dressed for work, and had a sophisticated air about her, unlike most of the other fans who could barely stop themselves from blushing like a tomato. She flicked her long, silken black hair as she laughed reservedly. Shuichi stepped a bit towards the right and peeked from behind the lady. Yuki was smiling, too. In fact, he was laughing--- his eyes were two little crescents, and his normally sexy grin widened into a hearty laugh. Shuichi imagined dream bubbles surrounding his boyfriend, and immersed himself in the scent of roses that came out of nowhere. In slow motion, Yuki turned his head towards Shuichi, met his gaze, wiped the smile from his face, and replaced it with a nervous expression.
"Please Shuichi, not when I'm working."
"But..but...today's..." pleaded the boyish voice and puppy eyes.
"I'll be working until very late today, go have fun with your band members." Yuki's suggestion was met with defiant silence. "Here, take this."
Yuki grabbed a book from the stack beside him, and opened the book instinctively to the first page. When the fountain pen was about to touch the paper, the writer's skillful hand hesitated. Yuki scribbled something onto the page and shoved it into Shuichi's hands. He looked at the boy with apologetic eyes, but the boy's eyes hid from his behind the pink bangs. Shuichi wrapped his arms around the book and clenched his grip as he walked solemnly away from the booksigning desk. Yuki's eyes followed the orange-hooded shirt slowly as it weaved its way towards the exit.
"Eh..I'm sorry Yuki-san, could you please sign my book?"
Tuesday 2:00pm.
The bright sunlight shined on the pink-haired boy. Shuichi held onto Yuki's newest publication for dear life; it would be the only thing he'd be hugging for the rest of the day. He wanted to throw the book onto the ground out of spite, but at the same time he couldn't let go of it. Frustrated, he held the book in one hand and put his other in his trouser pocket. Something rattled against his fingers and he halted his footsteps.
"I'm so stupid! I forgot about his present. He could have worn it for the whole day. That way I'll be with him the whole day, too!"
With renewed enthusiasm, Shuichi traced his footsteps back to the mall. When he turned the corner, the first thing he noticed was that the crowd of fans was gone. As he cautiously approached the mall entrance, he realized that the sign was gone, too. The lobby was filled with people, but the booksigning booth was nowhere to be seen. Shuichi went to the info desk, and was informed that the booksigning was over.
"Yuki Eiri-san is doing a booksigning tour in several cities today, so he only stayed here for 2 hours," said the lady from behind the desk.
"Where is he heading next?" Shuichi asked, unwilling to give up.
"I believe his next stop is Chiba."
"Thank you!"
Shuichi barely finished expressing his gratitude before he pushed open the glass doors and bolted towards the train station. He ran with all his might, book in one hand, and bracelet in another. He was running so quickly he felt as if he was sprinting on air. He slowed down to catch up his breath and realized he was still outside the glass doors of the shopping centre, and the ground looked further away than it usually does.
"What the?"
"Not so fast, lover-boy," a voice with an accent teased.
"K'! Sakano-san! Why are you?" Shuichi shouted.
"Haha, what a coincidence to run into you here," Sakano adjusted his glasses.
"Told you," K' said matter-of-factly.
"Let me go K'! I have to get to Chiba before Yuki leaves again!" Shuichi tried to wriggle free and frantically threw empty punches, but in vain.
"You are not going anywhere but the recording studio. I hope you've taken a good look at the lyrics because you'll have to squeeze a song out of it by the end of this day," Sakano nagged while he and K' dragged a screaming and kicking Shuichi all the way back to NG Production Company.
Tuesday 2:30pm.
No amount of coaxing, yelling, or threatening could make the depressed Bad Luck vocalist open his mouth to sing. Even K's entire arsenal of weapons of mass destruction could not elicit more than a lifeless stare, as if saying that death was nothing compared to the anguish he was feeling right now. Meanwhile, Sakano could be seen tornadoing through the hallways.
"Yuki can't spend the day with you whether you like it or not, you might as well distract yourself with work," when violence failed, K' resorted to reason.
K's patience was hanging by a thread. A hand rested on his shoulder reassuringly; K' turned around to find Hiro looking knowingly at him.
"It's better just to leave him alone," said Hiro, and K' took his advice. Hiro ushered everyone away from the bench Shuichi was sitting at, and left Shuichi there to contemplate his loneliness.
"Of all the days in a year, why did Yuki's book have to come out on this day?" Shuichi thought to himself. He couldn't blame anyone, because he knew this was great publicity for Yuki, him being a romance novelist and all, publishing a book on Valentine's Day makes perfect sense. But Yuki was also his boyfriend, and he wanted more than anything to spend what little spare time he had by Yuki's side.
"I skipped my beauty sleep and recording session to make this day special, the least he could do was take a few hours to have lunch with me!" Shuichi pouted.
He looked up from the spot on the ground he'd been staring at since he sat down and caught sight of the book Yuki gave him.
"It's all your fault." Shuichi glared at the book accusingly. He picked up the book from the bench and threw it onto the carpet with all his might. A piece of paper fell out of it, and Shuichi picked it up. It was the lyrics of the song he was supposed to be recording today. Shuichi half-heartedly started to scan through the lyrics.
Tuesday 3:00pm.
K' and Sakano returned to the bench to find Shuichi gone. Sakano immediately freaked out and went searching feverishly for the missing vocalist on every floor of the building. K', on the other hand, went to the elevator and headed straight for the 3rd floor where the recording studio was. The elevator door opened, and outside the recording studio with ears glued to the door was Sakano, he seemed to be amazed at what he was eavesdropping on. Sakano saw K' coming, and pointed excitedly at the recording studio door, beckoning K' to come join his eavesdropping.
With his ear pressed against the door, K' heard a faint voice that was unmistakably Shuichi's. He was singing:
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He was singing acapella, but what was more amazing was that the melody he sang sounded a lot better than the arrangement they had prepared for him.
"He's finally snapped out of it! Pouring all his heartbreak and anguish into his song." Sakano was in tears, "It's so beautiful *sniff*"
"What are we waiting for? Let's get to work! Get the rest of the band up here, now!"
With that command, K' opened the door, and marched in.
Shuichi looked up from his song sheet and gave his manager a determined look. K' was taken aback by Shuichi's sudden change of mood, but the change was for the better and K' shot back the same look of determination at Shuichi.
"Let's start, shall we?"
Shuichi replied with a firm nod. The door clicked open and in came Sakano, Hiro and Fujisaki. The day had finally truly begun for the NG Production dream team: the omnipotent manager, emotional producer, moody vocalist, empathetic guitarist, and gifted keyboardist. When their minds were set on the same goal, there was no stopping them.
Hiro and Fukisaki warmed up their fingers as Shuichi put on his headphones and cleared his throat. K' and Sakano observed from behind the glass window with satisfied grins on their faces.
"Shuichi." K' spoke into the microphone. Shuichi turned his attention towards the manager. "Sing the way you sang when we walked in. We'll figure out the accompaniment as we go along."
Shuichi looked at Hiro and Fujisaki to see if they were comfortable with improvising and was met with two approving thumbs up. Shuichi expressed his gratitude with a wink. Taking in a deep breath, Shuichi closed his eyes. All his frustrations earlier that day were gone, and in retrospect, Shuichi realized that he was being too harsh on Yuki. Yuki was out there working hard and signing books until his hand hurt; Shuichi wanted to share his weariness, in spirit if nothing else. The smile he saw on Yuki's face at the shopping mall drifted back into his mind, and with that a warm wave filled his heart and gave him encouragement. He was with Yuki now, he could feel his strong arms hugging his shoulders, sense his slender fingers caressing his pink hair, smell his favourite cologne, and touch the glossy texture of his leather jacket. Shuichi opened his eyes to let the bright fluorescent light energize him.
"Yuki, this one's for you."
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Tuesday 1:00pm.
The sun shone brightly. On the cement pavement, pairs of shoes sent the dirt dancing around restlessly. Most of the shoes walked in pairs: a pair of sneakers walking with a pair of flats, a pair of ADIDAS alongside a pair of Nike, steel-toed boots with 2" platforms, leather shoes with high heels- -- the pairs of shoes drew closer to each other with each step, came close to touching each other, reluctantly drew apart, and began closing in on each other again as if there was an invisible elastic band tying the two together. Among these walked a solitary pair of sandals.
Shuichi stared blankly at the couple cuddling in front of him. The girl leaned against the guy and buried her long, auburn hair in the guy's chest. The guy wrapped his arms around the girl's back and tugged at her waist gently. The two were in their little oasis, surrounded by an aura of happiness and comfort, but none of it stirred a happy emotion in the little boy behind them.
A swarm of black shoes and knee-high socks zoomed past Shuichi. The girls were in high spirits and a big hurry as well.
"Come on! We're going to miss the book-signing!!"
"There's going to be a huge lineup!"
"We're going to miss our class after lunch! Sensei is going to scold at us!"
"I've never been late to her class before!"
"Oh please! All the girls from the class will be going!"
"I bet sensei is lining up right now!"
"Ahaha..." Their laughter trailed off as they turned the corner.
Curious of the commotion, Shuichi followed the girls around the corner, and found a huge crowd of mostly screaming women in front of the shopping center entrance. A large sign was hanging above:
"Yuki Eiri book promotion and book signing event!"
Shuichi's heart almost jumped out of his gaping mouth. He stared at the sign with disbelief. "Yuki has a new book out?! How come I didn't know about it?" Although in his mind Shuichi knew well that Yuki didn't talk about his novels nor was Shuichi interested enough to follow his work. In any case, Shuichi now knew where Yuki was and all of his frustration dissipated in a fraction of a second. He tried squeezing through the crowd, but the women did not yield even an inch and threatened to crush the boy with their thighs.
Shuichi had to wait impatiently until it was his turn to enter the mall and lineup in the lobby. He tried to take a peek at Yuki, but there were too many people wandering around the area where the novelist was supposed to be. The group of school girls he saw earlier walked towards the entrance, subduing their excitement and screams. They kept flipping open the book cover and staring at the first page with grins from ear to ear. Several of the women in front and behind him in line also held onto the same books like treasure.
Shuichi was heating up with anticipation, but the wait seemed to last hours. Finally he was within 10m of the booksigning desk, but there was still a crowd of people lingering in that area and blocking his view. Shuichi jumped up and down with all his might, and thought he caught a glimpse of blond hair.
"Yuki!" he couldn't hold back his yell any longer.
The blond head lifted up a bit. A few of the heads in front of the line turned back and gave the bouncing pink-head a stern glare. Embarrassed but evermore impatient, Shuichi resisted his urges and stood silently, flustered.
The woman in front of him chatted calmly with the romance novelist. She was dressed for work, and had a sophisticated air about her, unlike most of the other fans who could barely stop themselves from blushing like a tomato. She flicked her long, silken black hair as she laughed reservedly. Shuichi stepped a bit towards the right and peeked from behind the lady. Yuki was smiling, too. In fact, he was laughing--- his eyes were two little crescents, and his normally sexy grin widened into a hearty laugh. Shuichi imagined dream bubbles surrounding his boyfriend, and immersed himself in the scent of roses that came out of nowhere. In slow motion, Yuki turned his head towards Shuichi, met his gaze, wiped the smile from his face, and replaced it with a nervous expression.
"Please Shuichi, not when I'm working."
"But..but...today's..." pleaded the boyish voice and puppy eyes.
"I'll be working until very late today, go have fun with your band members." Yuki's suggestion was met with defiant silence. "Here, take this."
Yuki grabbed a book from the stack beside him, and opened the book instinctively to the first page. When the fountain pen was about to touch the paper, the writer's skillful hand hesitated. Yuki scribbled something onto the page and shoved it into Shuichi's hands. He looked at the boy with apologetic eyes, but the boy's eyes hid from his behind the pink bangs. Shuichi wrapped his arms around the book and clenched his grip as he walked solemnly away from the booksigning desk. Yuki's eyes followed the orange-hooded shirt slowly as it weaved its way towards the exit.
"Eh..I'm sorry Yuki-san, could you please sign my book?"
Tuesday 2:00pm.
The bright sunlight shined on the pink-haired boy. Shuichi held onto Yuki's newest publication for dear life; it would be the only thing he'd be hugging for the rest of the day. He wanted to throw the book onto the ground out of spite, but at the same time he couldn't let go of it. Frustrated, he held the book in one hand and put his other in his trouser pocket. Something rattled against his fingers and he halted his footsteps.
"I'm so stupid! I forgot about his present. He could have worn it for the whole day. That way I'll be with him the whole day, too!"
With renewed enthusiasm, Shuichi traced his footsteps back to the mall. When he turned the corner, the first thing he noticed was that the crowd of fans was gone. As he cautiously approached the mall entrance, he realized that the sign was gone, too. The lobby was filled with people, but the booksigning booth was nowhere to be seen. Shuichi went to the info desk, and was informed that the booksigning was over.
"Yuki Eiri-san is doing a booksigning tour in several cities today, so he only stayed here for 2 hours," said the lady from behind the desk.
"Where is he heading next?" Shuichi asked, unwilling to give up.
"I believe his next stop is Chiba."
"Thank you!"
Shuichi barely finished expressing his gratitude before he pushed open the glass doors and bolted towards the train station. He ran with all his might, book in one hand, and bracelet in another. He was running so quickly he felt as if he was sprinting on air. He slowed down to catch up his breath and realized he was still outside the glass doors of the shopping centre, and the ground looked further away than it usually does.
"What the?"
"Not so fast, lover-boy," a voice with an accent teased.
"K'! Sakano-san! Why are you?" Shuichi shouted.
"Haha, what a coincidence to run into you here," Sakano adjusted his glasses.
"Told you," K' said matter-of-factly.
"Let me go K'! I have to get to Chiba before Yuki leaves again!" Shuichi tried to wriggle free and frantically threw empty punches, but in vain.
"You are not going anywhere but the recording studio. I hope you've taken a good look at the lyrics because you'll have to squeeze a song out of it by the end of this day," Sakano nagged while he and K' dragged a screaming and kicking Shuichi all the way back to NG Production Company.
Tuesday 2:30pm.
No amount of coaxing, yelling, or threatening could make the depressed Bad Luck vocalist open his mouth to sing. Even K's entire arsenal of weapons of mass destruction could not elicit more than a lifeless stare, as if saying that death was nothing compared to the anguish he was feeling right now. Meanwhile, Sakano could be seen tornadoing through the hallways.
"Yuki can't spend the day with you whether you like it or not, you might as well distract yourself with work," when violence failed, K' resorted to reason.
K's patience was hanging by a thread. A hand rested on his shoulder reassuringly; K' turned around to find Hiro looking knowingly at him.
"It's better just to leave him alone," said Hiro, and K' took his advice. Hiro ushered everyone away from the bench Shuichi was sitting at, and left Shuichi there to contemplate his loneliness.
"Of all the days in a year, why did Yuki's book have to come out on this day?" Shuichi thought to himself. He couldn't blame anyone, because he knew this was great publicity for Yuki, him being a romance novelist and all, publishing a book on Valentine's Day makes perfect sense. But Yuki was also his boyfriend, and he wanted more than anything to spend what little spare time he had by Yuki's side.
"I skipped my beauty sleep and recording session to make this day special, the least he could do was take a few hours to have lunch with me!" Shuichi pouted.
He looked up from the spot on the ground he'd been staring at since he sat down and caught sight of the book Yuki gave him.
"It's all your fault." Shuichi glared at the book accusingly. He picked up the book from the bench and threw it onto the carpet with all his might. A piece of paper fell out of it, and Shuichi picked it up. It was the lyrics of the song he was supposed to be recording today. Shuichi half-heartedly started to scan through the lyrics.
Tuesday 3:00pm.
K' and Sakano returned to the bench to find Shuichi gone. Sakano immediately freaked out and went searching feverishly for the missing vocalist on every floor of the building. K', on the other hand, went to the elevator and headed straight for the 3rd floor where the recording studio was. The elevator door opened, and outside the recording studio with ears glued to the door was Sakano, he seemed to be amazed at what he was eavesdropping on. Sakano saw K' coming, and pointed excitedly at the recording studio door, beckoning K' to come join his eavesdropping.
With his ear pressed against the door, K' heard a faint voice that was unmistakably Shuichi's. He was singing:
"ä½ãã¾ã£ã¦ããåã¯ããªãé¨å±, æè¨ã ããè¶³é³ã®ããã«ãç ããªãè¸ã«ã²ã³ã..."
He was singing acapella, but what was more amazing was that the melody he sang sounded a lot better than the arrangement they had prepared for him.
"He's finally snapped out of it! Pouring all his heartbreak and anguish into his song." Sakano was in tears, "It's so beautiful *sniff*"
"What are we waiting for? Let's get to work! Get the rest of the band up here, now!"
With that command, K' opened the door, and marched in.
Shuichi looked up from his song sheet and gave his manager a determined look. K' was taken aback by Shuichi's sudden change of mood, but the change was for the better and K' shot back the same look of determination at Shuichi.
"Let's start, shall we?"
Shuichi replied with a firm nod. The door clicked open and in came Sakano, Hiro and Fujisaki. The day had finally truly begun for the NG Production dream team: the omnipotent manager, emotional producer, moody vocalist, empathetic guitarist, and gifted keyboardist. When their minds were set on the same goal, there was no stopping them.
Hiro and Fukisaki warmed up their fingers as Shuichi put on his headphones and cleared his throat. K' and Sakano observed from behind the glass window with satisfied grins on their faces.
"Shuichi." K' spoke into the microphone. Shuichi turned his attention towards the manager. "Sing the way you sang when we walked in. We'll figure out the accompaniment as we go along."
Shuichi looked at Hiro and Fujisaki to see if they were comfortable with improvising and was met with two approving thumbs up. Shuichi expressed his gratitude with a wink. Taking in a deep breath, Shuichi closed his eyes. All his frustrations earlier that day were gone, and in retrospect, Shuichi realized that he was being too harsh on Yuki. Yuki was out there working hard and signing books until his hand hurt; Shuichi wanted to share his weariness, in spirit if nothing else. The smile he saw on Yuki's face at the shopping mall drifted back into his mind, and with that a warm wave filled his heart and gave him encouragement. He was with Yuki now, he could feel his strong arms hugging his shoulders, sense his slender fingers caressing his pink hair, smell his favourite cologne, and touch the glossy texture of his leather jacket. Shuichi opened his eyes to let the bright fluorescent light energize him.
"Yuki, this one's for you."
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