Title: Shinjitsu No Uta
Author: Brittany67
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of the Gravitation character. I do however own Kuraku, Kumo, Kouya, Mitsushi and Jun.
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"Oh that Seguchi Tohma! I heard of him!" Kumo lied easily smiling at the people, who were now looking in relief. 'I still don't even know what 'Nittle Grasper ' is or who Seguchi guy is.'
"Thank God, I would have choked you to death if you didn't know who Nittle Grasper was." Kouya chuckled sating a seat next to the nervous redheaded.
"Yeah!" Kumo laughed nervously rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly when Kuraku gave him a suspicious look.
Seguchi Tohma stared interest at the open brief case he thought was his on top of his desk. Inside of the case wasn't the important business letters he took all night to write but drawing. Not crappy drawings that a five- year-old would draw but beautiful realist drawings only an artist with amazing talent could have drawn. Letting his curiosity get the best of him, Tohma reached inside the black brief case and pulled a drawing of a silver fox.
What interested Tohma about the fox was that it looked like it was staring back at him. The fox's eyes were so golden that it seemed as though it was glowing. It was almost like the animal was real. He put down the drawing before looking at the other with deep fascination not paying any attention to the things around him.
"I wonder who did these wonderful drawings. I might just hire this person to do the cover album for Bad Luck. Might as well fire that other guy while I'm at it." Tohma muttered looking at the drawing that caught his interest, which was a hard thing to do.
Tohma finally put down the drawings and picked up the phone and dialed his assistance's office with a smile on his face. Someone was going to get fired today.
"What do you mean we have to return it?" Kouya demanded looking at Kumo and Kuraku with disbelief. "This is Seguchi Tohma's brief case! We can sell this for about 50000 yen to some crazy obsessed fan and get money from it! We could get money out of it in three ways."
"Come on, Kumo, don't you want to get your brother that new game he wanted, but you don't have enough money? With this money you can at least get him several games!" Kouya said with a sly smirk draping his arm over the redheaded American's shoulder. He turned to Kuraku with same smirk. "And, Kuraku, you could get that laptop you've been dying to have."
"Hmm....I could buy Mitsushi that new game…HEY, wait a minute! No, I'm going to return that brief case and that is final!" Kumo said after realizing that Kouya was trying to trick him into selling the brief case. Kouya sighed in defeat knowing that he couldn't change Kumo's mind.
"Fine, but you will regret doing this." Kouya remarked crossing his arms. 'Shit almost had him to!' He thought to himself. Kuraku shook his head with a smile on his face as he looked at his two friends.
"Come on, we have to return this now or we'll never return this thing." Kumo grabbed the brief case and ran do the street with great determination. "Come on, guys try to keep up!
"Hey! Wait for us you lazy bum!" Kouya shouted running after the American with Kuraku running by his side. He turned to look at the silent young man beside him. "Damn, how does he run so fast?!"
"I think it's from running to school late" Kuraku replied with a small smile as Kouya snickered in amusement. They had finally caught up with the American and stood in front of NG Productions. "I think we should go in now."
"Yeah." Kumo mumbled still looking in wonder at the building. Kouya, Kuraku and Kumo walked inside the building only to get stopped by a lady with gray hair and wrinkles on her face. She was wearing a black business suit making her look professional.
"ID please" She demanded looking at the three young men with distaste. Kumo nervously looked at Kouya and Kuraku, who shrugged.
"Uh…We don't have any" Kumo spoke looking sheepishly at frumpy secretary. She shook her hand with a disgust look and pointed towards the door. "Uh….excuse me.... " Kumo looked at the woman's name that was on his ID and continued talking. " .. Seta-San, we have something important to give to Seguchi-San. So if you please move out of the way, we can give it to him."
"Look, kid I can't just let anybody into this building because they have something 'important ' to show Seguchi-sama" Seta-San remarked dryly dusting the invisible dust off her coat. "So I'll only tell you this once. Leave."
"Hey, you look here ya old hag-" Kouya snapped but was cut off when Kuraku put a hand on his shoulder, shaking his head. Kumo and Kouya need not miss the sparkling glint in the silent young man's eyes.
"Its okay, Kouya-San. I'm sorry for coming in like this, please forgive us for our rudeness. We will take our leave." Kuraku apologized polity towards the old women, who smiled at him and shot disappointing looks in Kouya and Kumo's direction.
"At least someone around here has manners. In my day-" Seta continued talking not even noticing that Kuraku was signaling the other two to sneak pass the old women." ... That's why we need more discipline around here. Don't you think?"
Kuraku nodded with a fake warm smile before bowing in respect at the Seta. "Sorry, but I have to go now." He then took off running after the other two young men ignoring the yelling from the old woman. Kuraku kind of felt guilty for doing that, but he shrugged it off knowing it was for the best.
"What took you so long?! It felt like an hour sitting there!" The American complained looking at the silent young man. Kouya nodded almost looking like he was about to fall asleep standing up.
"Sorry Seta-san was talking along time talking about disciplining people." Kuraku answered with a small frown on his girl like face. "Now where are we?"
Kouya yawned, shrugging and looked around to see if there were any directions around the hallway. They had been in the building for at least 2 hours lost trying to find a way to Seguchi's office, which they had not succeeded in doing actually. Kumo was complaining about his feet hurting and Kuraku was being silent…again. It was driving Kouya crazy!
"I knew we should have sold this belief case, but no someone wanted to give it back." Kouya complained sending glares at the red-haired American, who was looking slightly guilty. Kumo sighed in defeat before looking again with great determination.
"I can find Seguchi's office if it is the last thing I do because I'm…THE GREAT KUMO-MAN!!" Kumo announced doing pathetic super hero poses. He puffed out his chest proudly smiling at the embarrassed Japanese men when he finished posing. Kouya laughed nervously not wanting to tell Kumo that he looked like a freak doing those stupid poses while Kuraku just shook his head. "I made up that name last night isn't it great?"
"Yeah.... it was great Kumo" Kuraku answered trying to hold in his laughter while Kouya just busted out laughing making Kumo scowl at them. " .. Really it is!"
"Then why are you laughing?" Kumo demanded putting his hands on his hips.
"Oh it's just ... It was so great that ..." Kouya stopped laughing as he suddenly turned pale as a sheet along with Kuraku. Kumo tilted his head looking at his friends with confusion.
"What's wrong? Why are you so pale?" The red-haired American questioned pointing at their faces with a raised eyebrow. He froze just as he felt something cold pushed against his temple. "Uh ..." He looked up to see a blonde-haired man with his hair up in a ponytail holding a gun against his temple.
"What are you doing here?"
"Err... We-I... OH KAMI-SAMA DON'T KILL ME! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE NOW!!!" Kumo wailed dropping to his knees and babbling about having a brother to take care of and dying would give him cramps. Kuraku, Kouya and the stranger looked in amusement before the blonde-haired stranger shoot at the wall making Kumo wail even more.
"If you don't shut up I will shoot you" The stranger with the gun threatened pointing the machine gun again at Kumo's temple. Kumo shut up quickly not wanting to get shoot by the manic with the gun. "Now tell me why you're here and who are you?"
Both Kouya and Kumo started to babble at the same time making the stranger shoot his gun again. Kouya and Kumo both looking nervously that was beside their heads knowing that if the stranger wanted to he could kill them. Kuraku then decided it was his time to spoke making the blonde-haired man turn the gun on him.
"Well we are here to give Seguchi-San his brief case back" Kuraku spoke pointing his finger towards the black brief case in Kumo's trembling hand. "Oh and I'm Kakou Kuraku, and the one with the blue eyes is Yagai Kouya. The redhead is Yamada Kumo."
"Yamada Kumo?" The stranger questioned looking at the nervous redhead. 'Hmm…This is easier than I expected.' He thought to himself studying Kumo, who was looking like he was going to faint at any second now. "Come with me."
"Er .. why?" Kouya asked even though he was scared of the blonde, he wasn't going to let anything happen to Kumo. He had promised Kumo that he would protect him if anything bad happened.
The blonde ignored Kouya but pushed Kumo in front of him with the machine gun against the redhead's back. Kouya and Kuraku looked at each other before shrugging, they had nothing else to do but follow the man with the gun. They soon came to an office with a name Seguchi Tohma printed on the door. The blonde opened the door and tried pushed Kumo still holding a gun against the whimpering redhead's back but Kumo grabbed on to the door not wanting to go in.
"I don't wanna go in! You can't make me. You're probably going to lock me in or torture me. "Kumo whined holding on to the door tightly as he closed his eyes. The blonde tried to pull the redhead off the door surprisingly the skinny young man had an amazing grab on the door. Once again the blonde threatened Kumo again making him let go of the door instantly. Not wanting to get shot in the head.
"Seguchi-San, I find him."
The three young men looked to see a man with blonde hair, green eyes and a smile on his face. To Kumo's surprise, Seguchi looked very young. He had imagined that Seguchi would be about in his mid-thirties and had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. For a moment Kumo wondered if Seguchi had dyed his hair blonde and got green contacts it was unusual to see an Asian person with blonde hair and green eyes unless they were mixed with another race.