Pink Aftermath
By: AngelofSoul
OO;; You all wanna know something pretty freaky? I put that it was a crossover in the first chapter. And the second chapter. I told you all I was sticking in an "Eerie Queerie" thing.
DOES ANYONE BOTHER TO READ MY NOTES?!?!?! (cries profusely) ;;
WWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
O.o
Okay, I'm over that. :)
ANYWAY, for the hell of it (even though I already happened to mention it), this is indeed a Gravitation/Eerie Queerie (or Ghost as published in Japan) crossover.
I own absolutely nothing aside from Madam Ezmerelda and her lackeys.
There, now. Thank you to: Chels-Dawg, SapphireDragon, yukari, omi, Zaphi, dhrachth, Akiko, The Invisible Fan, nikki, Lai, animeearth, and Kitty in the Box! Thank you ssssssooooo much for reading and reviewing! :) You all make me happy... Now, since there are... uh... (counts) 11 of you, I will write eleven pages of "Pink Aftermath"! :)
To: Chels-Dawg: :) Thanks!
To SapphireDragon- Wow, you reviewed three times! :) Thanks, it means a lot to me. Now, to answer your questions: Maybe I'll bring him back... I dunno, my brain hasn't worked that far yet (yeah, I know I'm evil :P). Which pairing do I favor? Um... It's hard to decide, I mean... Ichi's so sexy (drool), Hasunuma is so affectionate (KAWAII!!!), and Mikuni... (mutters) freakishly sexy lecher... I guess for now I'll go with Hasunuma and Mitsuo, but I do enjoy picturing a nice little sandwich of Hasunuma, Mitsuo, and Ichi (drools). Maybe with a side of Mikuni... heeheeheehee... :) But I'd love to see Mikuni and Kanau pairings, it's adorable! :) No, I'm afraid I don't know any sites. --;; unless you count e-bay, but snippets of doujinshi just isn't enough! ;; My favorite character and ghost is Kanau, he's so morbid it's appealing. :) He's so CUTE! I've read up to volume 2, I live on an island in the middle of nowhere. --;; We get everything last... ANYWAY, thank you so much for reading, and I love it when reviewers ask questions! If you have anymore, about me or the fic, I'll happily answer. :) Same goes for all!
To yukari: I promise it will be funny!!! ... um, no- Mitsuo and Shuichi will NOT be paired. O.o that would be so... awkward.
To omi- sorry for your confusion, I put a clear note at the top for you and everyone else. :) And in the first two chapters... --;;
To Zaphi- really? O.o Wow, I don't even watch that show...
To dhrachth- Thank you. :)
To Akiko- Wow, that is pretty freaky. O.o Continuing!
To The Invisible Fan- Thank you, and I will!
To nikki- thanks very much! :)
To Lai- That'll be so fun! :) Thank you!
To animeearth: Thank you!
To: Kitty in the Box: Thanks, and I explained at the top about who he is/where he is from. Continuing!
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Chapter 3:
"You can see me?"
That was all it would take for Mitsuo to turn around and walk away (stiffly), acting like he didn't see (or hear) anything at all. And this is what he did of course, walk away, But he knew he was doomed at the very saying of the horrific, haunting four word sentence.
"Hey- hey wait!"
Ignore, Mitsuo thought. Just ignore, he gulped and his strides were wider, faster.
"If you run away I'll just come after you-"
Mitsuo wondered whether to sprint or not. Ignore, he reminded himself.
"Don't act like you can't hear me!!"
Damn he's annoying!
"STOP!!!"
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Shuichi was quite surprised to find that someone could actually see him. No one else could- but this blonde boy...
The singer had felt a strange aura about him when he gazed into those large, chocolate colored eyes. A spiritual aura, the kinds of feelings you get when you talk to a monk (Tatsuha not counting)- or something of the sort. It was hard for Shuichi to explain, it was like you could trust him, no questions asked.
Shuichi couldn't help but smile when the boy spoke, it was like a wash of comfort when he heard the notes of concern in his voice.
"You alright?" he had placed a comforting hand on Shuichi's shoulder.
After looking around, and confirming that it was himself the boy was talking to, Shuichi decided it safe to voice the question that tugged the back of his brain:
"You can see me?"
But Shuichi had no idea the very statement would cause him to turn tail and walk away. Did he sound psycho asking or something?
"Hey- hey wait!" Shuichi uncurled himself from the bench and proceeded to walk after him. He got no response from the boy, aside from that he began to walk faster.
"If you run away I'll just come after you-" Shuichi said speeding up. Yup, he must definitely sound psycho.
Again, he got no response.
"Don't act like you can't hear me!!"
Shuichi was already getting fed up. He felt something rise within him like an angry bubble about to burst, something strange. Was it the urge to scream?
"STOP!!!"
It was then he realized it wasn't just an urge. The boy froze, quite literally. He stopped in mid-stride, it was like Shuichi pressed a "pause" button or something. He walked over to examine him to find that his face was frozen in that same horrified expression, and only that his eyes were moving, watching Shuichi carefully.
"Uh..." Shuichi mumbled poking the boy's stiff shoulder. "Did I do that?"
If the boy were able to change expressions, Shuichi could've swore he was glaring at him.
"Well if you would have stopped..." Shuichi trailed off, shaking his head. "Sorry, I'm new at this- whatever this is... um... Go?" He tried.
The boy collapsed, gasping for breath like he's been underwater for several minutes.
Shuichi knelt beside him, "Sorry, did I hurt you? I didn't mean too-"he fell back as the blonde pulled something from his coat and slapped it on Shuichi's hand.
The singer blinked as the boy backed away.
The pink haired teen stared at his hand, "A charm card?" He gasped as something burst from beneath him. Chains, ghostly glowing chains, wrapped themselves around his wrists and ankles, securing him to the ground.
"W-what?!" Shuichi tried to move, but found himself unable. "What the hell is this?!" Screw trust! I bet that innocent face is just to throw people off! He thought angrily. He pulled on the chains, grunting, only to find that is bindings just tightened. He struggled harder and the chains sank roughly through the ground.
"Ah!" Shuichi cried with pain, a strange shock emitting through the bindings. "You bastard!" he screeched, the blonde boy's back turned, he was walking away.
"You cold ass bastard! Get back here! I swear damnit, if you don't let me go I'll- I'll-"
What could Shuichi do? Continue to scream until his throat was raw and bleeding? He was dead. No one could hear him. No one except... Shuichi silenced, a small whimper escaping his lips.
This boy wouldn't help him...
Would he?
"Please!" Shuichi moaned, "Please don't leave me! Let me go- I can't stay like this! Please..."
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He hesitated a moment, glancing over his shoulder.
"Please don't leave me! Let me go- I can't stay like this! Please..."
The spirit, chained and bound to the floor, was crying again.
Mitsuo felt a pang of guilt, but shook his head. He was only protecting himself from being possessed! What's wrong with that?
Nothing, came his conscience. But did you honestly have to use that particular charm?
In truth, he didn't. Mitsuo had several charm cards to ward off spirits with, simple guardians to protect him from evil. And really complicated charms created by a temple priest, an example being the one he just used ("Demon Bindings," Mikuni, the handsome temple priest, had said. "Difficult to create, easy to use. Just slap it on the hands, back, or forehead of the one you're trying to ward off.").
Oh that poor thing, the voice tutted. He doesn't look like a demon. His aura is new, just passing into the afterlife- he barely even acknowledged the fact that he's dead.
At that, Mitsuo felt guiltier. He sighed in defeat, turning around, approaching the weeping ghost.
The pink spirit looked up, sniffling. He flinched when Mitsuo knelt next to him.
"This is going to hurt a bit," Mitsuo murmured reaching for the charm.
His only response was another whimper.
Mitsuo hesitated, looking at the spirit. "Hey," he said.
The ghost looked at him, eyes tearful.
"If I let you go," the teen began. "You have to promise not to possess me."
"P-possess?" The ghost squeaked.
Mitsuo nodded, "Promise?"
Looking a little confused, miffed, and afraid- the spirit nodded. "P- promise..."
Mitsuo reached for the charm-
RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!"
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"He's late,"
Ichi Shirai checked his watch brushing black hair from his kohl colored eyes. He and Hasunuma (1) had been waiting at the school gates for over half an hour, and the bell was due to ring in ten minutes.
"Odd," Hasunuma said. "He's never late."
"Think he's sick?" Ichi wondered partly to himself.
Hasunuma shook his head, "No, he would have told me."
"You sure about that?" Ichi muttered giving him a suspicious look.
"Of course he would... you lecher, probably scared him off." Hasunuma mumbled the last part, turning away.
"I heard that!" Ichi glared.
He was aired, of course, with a wave of Hasunuma's hand.
Then a thought suddenly crossed Ichi's mind. "Hey,"
Hasunuma looked over his shoulder. "Hm?"
"You don't think..." He trailed off a bit, looking around. "He's in trouble?"
The same notion occurred to Hasunuma as well, but for some reason he highly doubted it. Mitsuo was one capable of taking care of himself (though Hasunuma insisted on being as close to him as possible, much to Ichi's discomfort and jealousy). But then again, Mitsuo also was one to get into trouble- intentionally or no; spirits or the living.
Sometimes Hasunuma cursed the Gift Mitsuo carried. The ability to see spirits, demons, and whatnot. It put him in more danger then one could go through in a lifetime- and at the same time, Hasunuma couldn't have been happier.
If Mitsuo didn't have those abilities, he wouldn't have been able to help Kiyomi (the first ghost Mitsuo had helped), Kiyomi wouldn't have been able to possess Mitsuo to tell Hasunuma she had a crush on him, nor would she pass on to the afterlife.
Without those abilities, Mitsuo and Hasunuma wouldn't have ever truly met. Without the Gift, Hasunuma wouldn't have fallen in love him.
He couldn't clearly answer Ichi, but he tried.
"I don't know."
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Shuichi rubbed his wrists and ankles with his good hand after the chains had broken, vanishing in a shower of eerie glowing sparks. There was a mark on his other hand shaped like a long rectangle, stinging red like a horrible burn.
The boy had torn off the menacing charm card, leaving Shuichi's skin feeling agitated like after a Nadz treatment- or a bikini wax gone wrong. Either way, it was quite painful.
"Why'd you have to do that?!" Shuichi scowled, licking his "wound" like a kitten. "That hurt!"
"Sorry," the blonde boy said tearing the used charm in two. "I thought you were going to possess me."
"What-?! I don't even know how!" Shuichi grumbled still angry and feeling lingering helplessness. He didn't like that feeling. AT ALL.
"Sorry," the boy repeated stuffing the remains of the charm in his pocket. He sounded unbelieving of Shuichi's earlier statement. This just irritated the singer a little more.
But getting angry would do Shuichi no good at this point.
"Listen, I'm... I'm kinda... I'm kinda dead." Shuichi said awkwardly wondering if the kid thought he were off his rocker, but he said nothing. He didn't even look surprised.
"You're the only one who can see me," Shuichi continued. "I need help- help finding my body."
"You're body?" The boy echoed, blinking. "What-? How did you die?"
"That's the thing." Shuichi bit his bottom lip, "I don't know."
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Well, isn't this a crummy place to cut off? XP Sorry, I'm in a hurry- you can REALLY tell I was rushing this. I apologize. I don't mean the cliff- I don't like this chapter either. Oh well... tell you what, if you want me to revise it- let me know, and I will. Or if you like it the way it is, let me know, okay? :)
Well, I apologize for my absence- and that I couldn't make this longer. :(
Give me lots of pretty reviews and I'll gladly continue. ;)
AngelofSoul