To My Minions:
Naomi Hunter - I think I accomplished that. Heh. ~evil grin~
Teh Tarik - You do? Wellllll ok. ^^
Sawdust Monster - Evil blonde one? Oh, you must mean me. hehe
Lil Yaten Fae - Aaaw thankies! Hope it's not too short! Hey, at least I
update quickly, ne?
Deguchi Mo Naku - Ooooh! Yay! ^^ Yeah, I get lots of typos, but at least
they're...real...words.... ^^;;;; haha oh well thankies!!
Pris03 - LMAO me neither. He's a fruit. ^^
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"Please welcome our honored guests, Nittle Grasper!" Said some nameless man in a tuxedo. Tohma, Noriko, and Ryuichi entered the room, bowing politely. The were escorted to their seats at the large table.
Tohma noted the seating arrangement that was made. There was a place to his right where Mika was seated, then Ryuichi, then Shuichi, then Noriko. He also noticed that Shuichi had a shimmering ring identical to Ryuichi's on his marriage finger.
Ryuichi shifted in his seat, sure everyone in the room was staring at him. However, it was only half of the room. Shuichi sensed his nervousness, and held his hand tightly. Ryuichi calmed instantly at the contact, and scooted his chair closer to Shuichi. The press was going to have a field day with this one, Ryuichi was sure of it. Ryuichi also could give one wit about them, as long as Shuichi there.
Someone hit their fork against their glass, causing everyone to look up. Ryuichi cringed; it was at the other end of the table, where he knew the band ASK was sitting. He heard someone stand, his chair scraping irritably.
"I'd just like to wish Nittle Grasper good luck on their upcoming tour. After all, everyone hates bad luck. Enjoy your dinners!" Stated the cheerful (acidic) tone of none other than Aizawa Tachi. Ryuichi heard Shuichi growl in a low tone. He could also hear the rest of ASK murmuring complaints VERY quietly. Ryuichi smirked, Aizawa had them whipped.
It was Shuichi who stood next. Ryuichi must have looked alarmed because Shuichi squeezed his hand again. He realized he was being told to stand also. He did, straight and tall. Ryuichi wondered if he would be this confident if Shuichi let go. "Excuse me, everyone!" Shuichi said cheerfully (genuinely) to everyone else at the table. Ryuichi felt his palms get sweaty. Now he KNEW everyone was staring at him. He tried to keep the sparkle in his eyes.
"I'd like to announce that my fiancé, Sakuma Ryuichi, and I will be getting married this spring." Shuichi said proudly, his hand absently spinning it's engagement band around on his finger. "Is this true, Ryuichi?" Asked Noriko quietly. She knew that Ryuichi's heart had been broken many times before, and did not want someone, even Shuichi, near Ryuichi is it was going to happen again.
"Yes." Ryuichi said, grinning like an idiot. "I love Shuichi with all my heart. I wish to spend my life with him." He said clearly, the words coming out easily. He blinked as he heard clapping, lots of it, and chairs squeaking. People were standing, he knew. Why?
Shuichi bowed to the applause, noting that Ryuichi did also, without having to be told. Was it instinct to him? To bow for applause? Shuichi wasn't sure why the thought amused him so, but as he watched Ryuichi he knew. The man beside him was a natural entertainer. He stared at Ryuichi as they sat down, his violet eyes filled with only love.
Tohma watched the two carefully. Shuichi was staring at Ryuichi as if he were a god; a look Tohma had seen endless times by fans. Shuichi's gaze, however, held something deeper. Tohma nodded to himself. His thoughts were true, Shuichi and Eiri had needed each other, this was true, but neither of them was genuinely happy. Shuichi had thought he was, but he had never once seen the pink haired lad give Eiri that exact look.
Tohma looked to his right, seeing that Mika was picking at her food, looking very bored. He had to practically drag her to this gathering. Being Eiri's sister, she apparently had more reason to go to these things when Shuichi was with Eiri. Plus, Tohma added bitterly, she was married to the president of the company sponsoring it. Not a reason to go at all, was it? Tohma sighed. At least Eiri was free now.
Ryuichi grinned as the band started to play an instrumental version of "Glaring Dream." His foot tapped on the floor along with it. This song was his favorite, though he had to admit it sounded odd played by a bunch of violins and a piano. Ryuichi could hear Shuichi mumbling, embarrassed. He could handle his songs being played while he was singing them, but got flustered if they came on the radio and such. Ryuichi sighed dreamily, Shuichi was so cute...
Tohma's thoughts of Eiri with a whip were interrupted the dance floor lights coming on. They were stage lights, flashing many colors around entrancingly. Definitely did not help his thoughts, he noted. The guests were clearly being invited to dance the classical Glaring Dream.
Ryuichi was suddenly being pulled out of his seat. He found himself standing, at least a few yards away from where he had been. He noted the wooden floor under feet that caused his dress shoes to clack, just loud enough for him to hear and being annoyed by. He felt Shuichi's hands go about his waist.
"Oh no you don't." Said Ryuichi, startled. Didn't Ryuichi want to dance with him? He then laughed as Ryuichi started to lead instead. Shuichi leaned in, putting his head in the crook of Ryuichi neck. He heard Ryuichi giggle, knowing he hit a ticklish spot. Shuichi inhaled deeply. Ryuichi always smelled so nice, like strawberries and vanilla. Was the song still going? Shuichi didn't care.
Tohma danced half-heartedly with Mika, who seemed more interested in a man on the other side of the room. Tohma held Mika tightly without realizing it. The empty place in his heart was growing rapidly, and he didn't know what he would do. He knew that he and Eiri wasn't an option. He'd always known it. He excused himself to the men's room. Tohma leaned on the sink, head drooped. His shell was wearing thin. Dangerously thin.
Tohma couldn't explain what he felt when he saw Shuichi and Ryuichi together. It was perfect; they were both very much in love and were suited to each other. Lady knows they needed each other, that was for damn sure. Tohma couldn't call it jealousy exactly, because he was too fond of the both of them to- uh oh.
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"Please welcome our honored guests, Nittle Grasper!" Said some nameless man in a tuxedo. Tohma, Noriko, and Ryuichi entered the room, bowing politely. The were escorted to their seats at the large table.
Tohma noted the seating arrangement that was made. There was a place to his right where Mika was seated, then Ryuichi, then Shuichi, then Noriko. He also noticed that Shuichi had a shimmering ring identical to Ryuichi's on his marriage finger.
Ryuichi shifted in his seat, sure everyone in the room was staring at him. However, it was only half of the room. Shuichi sensed his nervousness, and held his hand tightly. Ryuichi calmed instantly at the contact, and scooted his chair closer to Shuichi. The press was going to have a field day with this one, Ryuichi was sure of it. Ryuichi also could give one wit about them, as long as Shuichi there.
Someone hit their fork against their glass, causing everyone to look up. Ryuichi cringed; it was at the other end of the table, where he knew the band ASK was sitting. He heard someone stand, his chair scraping irritably.
"I'd just like to wish Nittle Grasper good luck on their upcoming tour. After all, everyone hates bad luck. Enjoy your dinners!" Stated the cheerful (acidic) tone of none other than Aizawa Tachi. Ryuichi heard Shuichi growl in a low tone. He could also hear the rest of ASK murmuring complaints VERY quietly. Ryuichi smirked, Aizawa had them whipped.
It was Shuichi who stood next. Ryuichi must have looked alarmed because Shuichi squeezed his hand again. He realized he was being told to stand also. He did, straight and tall. Ryuichi wondered if he would be this confident if Shuichi let go. "Excuse me, everyone!" Shuichi said cheerfully (genuinely) to everyone else at the table. Ryuichi felt his palms get sweaty. Now he KNEW everyone was staring at him. He tried to keep the sparkle in his eyes.
"I'd like to announce that my fiancé, Sakuma Ryuichi, and I will be getting married this spring." Shuichi said proudly, his hand absently spinning it's engagement band around on his finger. "Is this true, Ryuichi?" Asked Noriko quietly. She knew that Ryuichi's heart had been broken many times before, and did not want someone, even Shuichi, near Ryuichi is it was going to happen again.
"Yes." Ryuichi said, grinning like an idiot. "I love Shuichi with all my heart. I wish to spend my life with him." He said clearly, the words coming out easily. He blinked as he heard clapping, lots of it, and chairs squeaking. People were standing, he knew. Why?
Shuichi bowed to the applause, noting that Ryuichi did also, without having to be told. Was it instinct to him? To bow for applause? Shuichi wasn't sure why the thought amused him so, but as he watched Ryuichi he knew. The man beside him was a natural entertainer. He stared at Ryuichi as they sat down, his violet eyes filled with only love.
Tohma watched the two carefully. Shuichi was staring at Ryuichi as if he were a god; a look Tohma had seen endless times by fans. Shuichi's gaze, however, held something deeper. Tohma nodded to himself. His thoughts were true, Shuichi and Eiri had needed each other, this was true, but neither of them was genuinely happy. Shuichi had thought he was, but he had never once seen the pink haired lad give Eiri that exact look.
Tohma looked to his right, seeing that Mika was picking at her food, looking very bored. He had to practically drag her to this gathering. Being Eiri's sister, she apparently had more reason to go to these things when Shuichi was with Eiri. Plus, Tohma added bitterly, she was married to the president of the company sponsoring it. Not a reason to go at all, was it? Tohma sighed. At least Eiri was free now.
Ryuichi grinned as the band started to play an instrumental version of "Glaring Dream." His foot tapped on the floor along with it. This song was his favorite, though he had to admit it sounded odd played by a bunch of violins and a piano. Ryuichi could hear Shuichi mumbling, embarrassed. He could handle his songs being played while he was singing them, but got flustered if they came on the radio and such. Ryuichi sighed dreamily, Shuichi was so cute...
Tohma's thoughts of Eiri with a whip were interrupted the dance floor lights coming on. They were stage lights, flashing many colors around entrancingly. Definitely did not help his thoughts, he noted. The guests were clearly being invited to dance the classical Glaring Dream.
Ryuichi was suddenly being pulled out of his seat. He found himself standing, at least a few yards away from where he had been. He noted the wooden floor under feet that caused his dress shoes to clack, just loud enough for him to hear and being annoyed by. He felt Shuichi's hands go about his waist.
"Oh no you don't." Said Ryuichi, startled. Didn't Ryuichi want to dance with him? He then laughed as Ryuichi started to lead instead. Shuichi leaned in, putting his head in the crook of Ryuichi neck. He heard Ryuichi giggle, knowing he hit a ticklish spot. Shuichi inhaled deeply. Ryuichi always smelled so nice, like strawberries and vanilla. Was the song still going? Shuichi didn't care.
Tohma danced half-heartedly with Mika, who seemed more interested in a man on the other side of the room. Tohma held Mika tightly without realizing it. The empty place in his heart was growing rapidly, and he didn't know what he would do. He knew that he and Eiri wasn't an option. He'd always known it. He excused himself to the men's room. Tohma leaned on the sink, head drooped. His shell was wearing thin. Dangerously thin.
Tohma couldn't explain what he felt when he saw Shuichi and Ryuichi together. It was perfect; they were both very much in love and were suited to each other. Lady knows they needed each other, that was for damn sure. Tohma couldn't call it jealousy exactly, because he was too fond of the both of them to- uh oh.