Prying Eyes
Prologue
by Nekozuki
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Wah! Another fic, I know I'm evil, writing this while Unexpected Elements still isn't finished, but I wanted some basic, easy to write drama ^^"". What's funny, is that even though I love Gravitation, and write a lot of fics for it, there are so many other series I like better that I'd rather write fics about. I guess Gravitation just has good characters that are fun and easier to write. maybe ^^"" whatever, I'll shut up now.
I can never remember what prefix's (spelling? The sama's, chan's etc.) Everyone refers to each other as, so I just do ones that I think are more appropriate.
Wah! First, go to this () they have such pretty Gravitation pictures (Some look like screen caps and other art, but good!)
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Shivering, Shuichi walked down the hall, peeking into each room as he wandered the empty building. Unable to see the familiar brown hair, he sighed and continued on. His practice had finished a while ago and now he desperately wanted to find his rabbit-loving idol. However, after a half an hour search, his efforts had succeeded in finding absolutely squat. He had managed to find Tohma (and couldn't help but shudder at the odd look he always seems to receive from the blond president. He could never feel liked around that man) as well as K (who pointed one of his guns at him, more out of habit than for any real purpose, Shuichi suspected) and a small girl who had run screaming up to him, squealed, and run away to meet with a tall orange haired man, who promptly scowled at him. It had taken a while for Shuichi to unfreeze himself, and when he finally managed to, he made a note to himself not to visit the third floor ever again.
Just as he was ready to give up, a loud rush of footsteps came surging from behind him. With barely a second to brace himself, a small body slammed into his back and sent him stumbling a few steps.
"SHU-CHAN!" Ryuichi squealed right next to his ear, making Shuichi cringe in pain for a second, though he quickly erased the expression before turning around.
"Ryuichi!" the pink haired singer smiled brightly, eyes crinkling slightly.
"Kumagoro is happy to see you!" the small stuffed animal flopped slightly as Ryuichi shoved it in Shuichi's face. The younger man smiled in a cringing sort of way, sweat dropping massively.
"I've missed Kumagoro too!" Shuichi reached out and patted the stuffed animal on the head, which immediately bobbed in response.
"What are you doing here Shu-chan? Didn't you're practice finish like a half hour ago?" Ryuichi asked, leaning forward to peer into violet eyes. (At least according to the anime..)
Shuichi suddenly looked very shy, scratching his head and seeming unable to meet his idols eyes. After sheepishly dragging one foot back and forth on the floor, he looked up slightly.
"I... I uh, wanted to ask you something." Ryuichi paused at the seriousness in Shuichi's actions.
"What's up?" Shuichi grabbed Ryuichi by the arm, something he would never think to do if he was in his right mind, and dragged him into a deserted room.
"Ryuichi. you, I mean, you've been pretty famous for a while right?" Shuichi asked.
Ryuchi blinked, uncertain if he was a question he was suppose to respond to, or just a rhetorical one {As if he would know that word}
"Ah..." he finally settled on.
Shuichi suddenly clapped his hands together, making both Ryuichi, and of course Kumagoro, jump.
"Have you ever got, like, scary. stuff?" He asked, gesturing vaguely.
Ryuichi's face drew solemn, eyes sharpening in awareness. "Shuichi, what do you mean?"
The pink haired boy looked a little unnerved by the sudden intent attention, but responded anyways. "Like, intrusive letters, and funny packages."
"Is this a personal experience question?" Ryuichi asked.
Slowly, Shuichi nodded in response.
Ryuichi sighed slightly. "Well, there will always be fans that will go to real extremes in order to be notices. I've gotten half the populations underwear, both girl and guys. That's not to bad, though a little creepy; it wasn't until I got one that was soiled that I really freaked out. Now that was just. icky!"
Shuichi stuck out his tongue, "Bleh."
"But mostly it's normal. However, if something seems too much, that really makes you uncomfortable, you should probably tell K, and he'll do something. I told him about the soiled underwear, and after that I never got one again!" Ryuichi smiled proudly, while all Shuichi could do was try to stop the many scenario's running through his head of K stopping soiled underwear.
"I don't know if mine are bad enough, they just make me uncomfortable, unlike much of the other stuff I've received. It's not as extreme as soiled underwear, but they just make me feel. creepy." Shuichi replied.
"Well, what were they?" Ryuichi asked.
Shuichi looked up suddenly, eyes hopefully, "I still have them! Do you wanna see?"
Ryuichi's eyebrow raised, and both he and Kumagoro cocked their heads. "Why do you still have them Shu-chan?"
"Well. It just seemed like I should. Just in case." Shuichi struggled to explain.
Ryuichi nodded his head. "Shuichi, if you felt in necessary to hold on to them, 'just in case' than I'd say it was pretty serious. You should tell K."
Shuichi gazed into his eyes for a long moment, obviously mentally debating with himself before nodding in response.
"You're right. I should. But I think I'll wait a little longer. Right now it's not so bad, and it just may be a girl who doesn't understand what she's doing. I don't want K to. do what he see's fit to fix it until something really needs to be done."
Ryuichi looked like he was going to protest, but under Shuichi's resolute gaze, he nodded his head in acquisition. "All right."
"And you can't tell either." Shuichi pleaded.
"All right, however." Shuichi sat up and Ryuichi stuck a finger in his face and got really close. "If it gets any worse you hafta tell." The petite idol shook his finger in insistence.
Shuichi nodded. "I will, I mean, if it gets any worse, I'll be worried that Yuki would get hurt or something."
Ryuichi looked a little unnerved that it getting worse would mean Yuki's getting hurt, partially by the extreme jump from "creepy" to "hurt" and partially because of the immediate concern for Yuki and not for himself, but he decided it would be safer to not comment.
"Riiight. Anyways, I'm here for you if you need it, you know!" Ryuichi went perky again, smiling brightly and clasping both of Shuichi's hands with his own.
"Ah? Ah, hai!" Shuichi smiled in response, feeling relieved in having told someone about his troubles. In all truth, he had almost told Yuki, but the older man had seemed very busy the last couple of days, barely even taking time to yell at Shuichi for any mess left behind, so Shuichi had decided not to bother his lover, and make him more worried.
"Arigato Ryuichi!" Shuichi called as he got to his feet and skipped towards the door, waving back to his friend. "I feel much better now!"
Ryuichi smiled back and moved Kumagoro to wave in response. As soon as the door fell shut however, he heaved a sigh and looked down at his little friend.
"I'm kinda worried, but I promised, so I guess I won't tell. But we better keep our eyes on him!" Kumagoro nodded in agreement, and content, Ryuichi left the room.
TBC
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Wow, that kinda sucked. I actually just wrote it now, so there was no rewrite like at least most of my other fics. But what I had already written really didn't fit in as the start to a fic, so I decided I should write an epilogue first, to kinda get things started! I up you all are agonizing, wanting to know what happens next (Though I know that's doubtful, allow me to dream) Anyways, next parts already written, so hopefully I won't be lazy and actually type it up soon! JA!!!
Prologue
by Nekozuki
~*~*~
Wah! Another fic, I know I'm evil, writing this while Unexpected Elements still isn't finished, but I wanted some basic, easy to write drama ^^"". What's funny, is that even though I love Gravitation, and write a lot of fics for it, there are so many other series I like better that I'd rather write fics about. I guess Gravitation just has good characters that are fun and easier to write. maybe ^^"" whatever, I'll shut up now.
I can never remember what prefix's (spelling? The sama's, chan's etc.) Everyone refers to each other as, so I just do ones that I think are more appropriate.
Wah! First, go to this () they have such pretty Gravitation pictures (Some look like screen caps and other art, but good!)
~*~*~
Shivering, Shuichi walked down the hall, peeking into each room as he wandered the empty building. Unable to see the familiar brown hair, he sighed and continued on. His practice had finished a while ago and now he desperately wanted to find his rabbit-loving idol. However, after a half an hour search, his efforts had succeeded in finding absolutely squat. He had managed to find Tohma (and couldn't help but shudder at the odd look he always seems to receive from the blond president. He could never feel liked around that man) as well as K (who pointed one of his guns at him, more out of habit than for any real purpose, Shuichi suspected) and a small girl who had run screaming up to him, squealed, and run away to meet with a tall orange haired man, who promptly scowled at him. It had taken a while for Shuichi to unfreeze himself, and when he finally managed to, he made a note to himself not to visit the third floor ever again.
Just as he was ready to give up, a loud rush of footsteps came surging from behind him. With barely a second to brace himself, a small body slammed into his back and sent him stumbling a few steps.
"SHU-CHAN!" Ryuichi squealed right next to his ear, making Shuichi cringe in pain for a second, though he quickly erased the expression before turning around.
"Ryuichi!" the pink haired singer smiled brightly, eyes crinkling slightly.
"Kumagoro is happy to see you!" the small stuffed animal flopped slightly as Ryuichi shoved it in Shuichi's face. The younger man smiled in a cringing sort of way, sweat dropping massively.
"I've missed Kumagoro too!" Shuichi reached out and patted the stuffed animal on the head, which immediately bobbed in response.
"What are you doing here Shu-chan? Didn't you're practice finish like a half hour ago?" Ryuichi asked, leaning forward to peer into violet eyes. (At least according to the anime..)
Shuichi suddenly looked very shy, scratching his head and seeming unable to meet his idols eyes. After sheepishly dragging one foot back and forth on the floor, he looked up slightly.
"I... I uh, wanted to ask you something." Ryuichi paused at the seriousness in Shuichi's actions.
"What's up?" Shuichi grabbed Ryuichi by the arm, something he would never think to do if he was in his right mind, and dragged him into a deserted room.
"Ryuichi. you, I mean, you've been pretty famous for a while right?" Shuichi asked.
Ryuchi blinked, uncertain if he was a question he was suppose to respond to, or just a rhetorical one {As if he would know that word}
"Ah..." he finally settled on.
Shuichi suddenly clapped his hands together, making both Ryuichi, and of course Kumagoro, jump.
"Have you ever got, like, scary. stuff?" He asked, gesturing vaguely.
Ryuichi's face drew solemn, eyes sharpening in awareness. "Shuichi, what do you mean?"
The pink haired boy looked a little unnerved by the sudden intent attention, but responded anyways. "Like, intrusive letters, and funny packages."
"Is this a personal experience question?" Ryuichi asked.
Slowly, Shuichi nodded in response.
Ryuichi sighed slightly. "Well, there will always be fans that will go to real extremes in order to be notices. I've gotten half the populations underwear, both girl and guys. That's not to bad, though a little creepy; it wasn't until I got one that was soiled that I really freaked out. Now that was just. icky!"
Shuichi stuck out his tongue, "Bleh."
"But mostly it's normal. However, if something seems too much, that really makes you uncomfortable, you should probably tell K, and he'll do something. I told him about the soiled underwear, and after that I never got one again!" Ryuichi smiled proudly, while all Shuichi could do was try to stop the many scenario's running through his head of K stopping soiled underwear.
"I don't know if mine are bad enough, they just make me uncomfortable, unlike much of the other stuff I've received. It's not as extreme as soiled underwear, but they just make me feel. creepy." Shuichi replied.
"Well, what were they?" Ryuichi asked.
Shuichi looked up suddenly, eyes hopefully, "I still have them! Do you wanna see?"
Ryuichi's eyebrow raised, and both he and Kumagoro cocked their heads. "Why do you still have them Shu-chan?"
"Well. It just seemed like I should. Just in case." Shuichi struggled to explain.
Ryuichi nodded his head. "Shuichi, if you felt in necessary to hold on to them, 'just in case' than I'd say it was pretty serious. You should tell K."
Shuichi gazed into his eyes for a long moment, obviously mentally debating with himself before nodding in response.
"You're right. I should. But I think I'll wait a little longer. Right now it's not so bad, and it just may be a girl who doesn't understand what she's doing. I don't want K to. do what he see's fit to fix it until something really needs to be done."
Ryuichi looked like he was going to protest, but under Shuichi's resolute gaze, he nodded his head in acquisition. "All right."
"And you can't tell either." Shuichi pleaded.
"All right, however." Shuichi sat up and Ryuichi stuck a finger in his face and got really close. "If it gets any worse you hafta tell." The petite idol shook his finger in insistence.
Shuichi nodded. "I will, I mean, if it gets any worse, I'll be worried that Yuki would get hurt or something."
Ryuichi looked a little unnerved that it getting worse would mean Yuki's getting hurt, partially by the extreme jump from "creepy" to "hurt" and partially because of the immediate concern for Yuki and not for himself, but he decided it would be safer to not comment.
"Riiight. Anyways, I'm here for you if you need it, you know!" Ryuichi went perky again, smiling brightly and clasping both of Shuichi's hands with his own.
"Ah? Ah, hai!" Shuichi smiled in response, feeling relieved in having told someone about his troubles. In all truth, he had almost told Yuki, but the older man had seemed very busy the last couple of days, barely even taking time to yell at Shuichi for any mess left behind, so Shuichi had decided not to bother his lover, and make him more worried.
"Arigato Ryuichi!" Shuichi called as he got to his feet and skipped towards the door, waving back to his friend. "I feel much better now!"
Ryuichi smiled back and moved Kumagoro to wave in response. As soon as the door fell shut however, he heaved a sigh and looked down at his little friend.
"I'm kinda worried, but I promised, so I guess I won't tell. But we better keep our eyes on him!" Kumagoro nodded in agreement, and content, Ryuichi left the room.
TBC
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Wow, that kinda sucked. I actually just wrote it now, so there was no rewrite like at least most of my other fics. But what I had already written really didn't fit in as the start to a fic, so I decided I should write an epilogue first, to kinda get things started! I up you all are agonizing, wanting to know what happens next (Though I know that's doubtful, allow me to dream) Anyways, next parts already written, so hopefully I won't be lazy and actually type it up soon! JA!!!