Wow! This looks pretty good considering I haven't cranked out good ideas besides my novel for awhile... Uhm... Replies!
TheUnlovedOutcast- Yeah... I feel like making Karasu a little creepy-ish right now... I dunno... lol I don't think they're too destructive... yet....
Shadow In Darkness- Aw... you're not stupid... I didn't even think it was that funny, actually o.o. but hey, you like it, I'm good. Thank you.
Killing Perfection- (pointing to herself) ME?! Diss DAVEY HAVOK?! You'll see... I dunno about all the girls on this site, but I think that if they do a live action YYH movie, they should nominate Davey Havok as a canidate for Karasu... but then again, they'd need a lot of make-up to cover up his heart tattoo, and his stars, and, like, half his body... but still!
Thanks for the positive reviews! They encourage me to update!
CD PLUG! Everyone, Karasu listens to AFI's Retrospective CD in this. Please, for the love of Javey, get this CD if you haven't already, or have all the others. Actually, get it anyway. There's some vinyl-only (sorry, vinyl pants don't come with it). If you only know AFI from Sing the Sorrow, GET THIS CD NOW BEFORE I KILL YOU XDDD. You will be highly pleased by this baby. Davey Havok is not only a great singer, he's a sexy man to look at. So go! Go after you read this fic (I'm not that stupid). Yesh, AFI is not affiliated with it. Just shut up.
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Of Foxes, Goths, and Posers
Chapter 2: The World is Black
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(Hey, this is Of Foxes, Goths, and Posers, so just be patient and stuff...
"Turn on Channel 7 at a quarter to eight,
You see the same damn thing,
It's just a different day,
And know one really knows why this is happening
(This is happening)"
-"The World is Black", Good Charolette
"Oh my Gawd, Hiei!" a blonde girl squealed, "You're like sooo hardcore!"
"Really?" Hiei asked, blushing. "Thank you!"
He rubbed the back of his head. He reached so far you could see his studded bracelet from his uniform sleeve.
"Can you move?" Karasu asked, annoyed.
Hiei glanced at him. "It's a druggie."
"I'm not a druggie!" Karasu argued.
"Ew, he's creepy..." the other girl said, sticking her tongue out in discust.
Karas pulled down hi headphones. "Whatever."
"What are you listening to?" Hiei asked, being a smart-ass.
"The AFI album Nitro just released," Karasu replied, "Passifying me 'til Spring. Wait, you do know AFI, right?"
"AFI?" Hiei asked, confused.
"Uhm... didn't they win a VMA last year?" an airhead asked.
"Yes! Yes they did!" Karasu screamed, angry.
"Oh...! AFI! 'Girl's Not Grey', right?" a girl asked.
Karasu slapped his forehead. "Yes... Girl's Not Grey..."
Damn posers!
Hiei stuck out his tongue. "They suck. They are major-fags, espicially their vocals.. what's his name? Diana?"
"DAVEY!" Karasu yalled.
"Hey, you know, if you really tried, you would look just like him," the blonde snapped. "Are you wearing pink eyeshadow?
Karasu's eyes narrowed. "Oh my gawd! Really? Wow! ONLY EVERY SINGER YOU SHOULD KNOW FRIGGIN' DOES!"
Why was he fighting with them?
They were in front of his locker.
"Move!" Karasu shoved them.
"Excuse me!" a teacher yelled, "What's the problem?"
"The guy's telling us to worship Satan and smoke pot again, Sensei!" Hiei lied.
Karasu was ready to launch himself. "How dare you!"
"Karasu!" the teacher yelled. "I knew it!"
"You're all convicting me of something I never did!" Karasu exclaimed.
The blonde pointed to Karasu's neck. "Look at his neck! It's a pentagram!"
"It's not a pentagram!" Karasu argued. "It's kanji for night!"
"Satan's Child!" Hiei yelled.
Karasu stared at the teacher.
The teacher sighed. "Leave Karasu alone and let him get his things."
Karasu watched the group seperate and he went to his locker. He turned out the combo and he opened the door.
He looked at the teacher and down to Hiei. Hiei smirked, the piercings at the corners of his mouth glinting.
"Poser," the outcast hissed, glaring.
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"Yar," Kurama yelled, twirling around, "This sucks..."
He had to go to visit a "dumbed down" school. Sariyaski High. He lifted the tail of his magenta school uniform. "God dammit! I'll never hear the end of this!"
He shook his head, his ponytail going to his left side. He pushed it back. He twirled around. He wasn't going to come in early and talk to them.
He was a part of this sociology-like expierement that he had to go to another school and compare and contrast with his life. He had to go to a senior class in order to stay on ciriculum.
Kurama then gave up and ran.
"Shit! I can never do that!"
He skidded into homeroom.
"Demon," Karasu said quietly.
Kurama looked up, red hairs blocking his view. "Huh?"
"Remember?" Karasu asked.
"Oh..." Kurama said, pulling up his hair, "Oh! I know you!"
Karasu laughed. "Hey."
"How're you doing?" Kurama asked, standing straight. "You stalk anyone recently?"
"Not today!" Karasu joked, "I heard that a student from Meiou was going to stop by, but didn't know it was you."
"You're slipping, fag-friend," Kurama said wisely.
Karasu laughed. "At least I admit it!"
Kurama became angry. "How dare you!"
Karasu swaggered. "Neheheheh... hey, you know I'm in a band, right?"
I didn't know," Kurama grumbled. "What makes you think I care?"
"You'll see some girls. I figured since you're so manly, you know?"
"How do girls go and see you if you're gay?" Kurama argued.
"You say you're bi and everyone's enraptured," Karasu laughed.
(A/N: And now we all wonder about half the rock stars of today... Davey Havok, Davey Havok, Davey Havok....)
"You little jerk-ass!" Kurama yelled.
"I'm not saying I'll be gay forever," Karasu explained.
"You're just messed up," Kurama murmered.
"I don't think so..." Karasu giggled.
"Satan," Hiei snapped, passing by.
Karasu hissed.
"He calls you Satan?" Kurama asked, "Nah, not you. You're just mean, not evil."
"Gee thanks," Karasu said sarcastically. "Watch out for that Hiei."
"So, wher're you gonna be again with your band?" Kurama asked.
"At the Random Woman," Karasu explained.
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The Random Woman was not a bar like what Kurama thought. It was a vegan resturante. There was a stage that didn't keep the freaks from coming. Kurama got a wristband and stood at the enterance. People with piercings and Mohawks passed by. A guy Kurama almost confused for Karasu was already making out with his toy, a guy with what looked like skunk hair.
(A/N: For those who caught that, I salute you.)
"Dude, aren't you gonna sit?" a waitress asked.
Kurama looked at her, confused.
"Karasu reserved you a seat, c'mon," she said, grabbing his arm.
Kurama sat down, his seat by the stage.
"Uh... thank you..." Kurama said quietly.
He tried to pick out conversations.
"This is the band that covers The Cure, AFI, and Nine Inch Nails, right?"
"Yeah... but they only do 'Boys Don't Cry', 'Days of the Phoenix', and 'Head Like a Hole'."
"The frontman kinda looks like... yeah..."
"I love the song 'Blood Angel'! They're going to make it big!"
Kurama ordered some vegan chicken (which was suspicously delicious) and kept listening.
"Who's the redhead?"
"I dunno... but he's got an interesting look..."
Kurama smirked. He figured that his red trench, black shirt, baggy black pants, and Converse were appropriate. And yes, he wore eyeliner.
"I like him."
"He's in a reserve spot. Maybe ole Karasu has a boyfriend!!"
Kurama blushed. "Yeah... like I'd date him..."
The lights darkened and smoke machines went off. Curtians rose and there was a black hulking figure with angel wings that were as black as the rest of his body. The guitarist was a smaller-sized man with grey base hair and green bangs. He had his hair forward, in a crouched postion. Both had tons of make-up. The guitarist was dressed slightly more rique, a short black skirt with fishnets and combat boots, even though he was clearly a man. The bassist was a taller man with tattoos covering him. He had no shirt of makeup. His brown hair was in his face. He wore ripped-up jeans full of patches and pins. He had black beat-up Converse.
Their drummer was a young woman who was pretty in Kurama's opinion. She had pink hair and an Amy Lee/Gothic Lolita look. She, too, was in a hulking position.
Some people screamed and cheered. The musicians all got up and started to play.
Their singer rose, Kurama realizing it was Karasu. His beautiful black hair covered his pale face, his purple eyes bleeding through. His black lips gave a fierce and powerful glower. His vinyl jacket fell around him as he stood close, the Mic. at his lips. As the music began to get more smooth, he started to roll his head, his beautiful hair moving in silk sheets. He moved back and forth around the stage.
Karasu finally sang out:
"I remember when,
I was told a story of crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried up flowers..."
Kurama almost jumped back from the voice. He remembered the song from watching an American block on MTV. It was "Days of the Phoinex" by AFI. Karasu had the voice down. The almost girlish and haunting voice was there.
"The figure on the bed,
All dressed up in roses,
Calling,
Beckoning to sleep,
Offering a dream."
Kurama closed his eyes. He couldn't decide what he wanted. Did he want the lithe singer or the song? He was much too distracted by one tohave the other.
No! No way! Not Karasu!
Kurama yelled frusterated. He was luckily, not too loud.
Karasu jumped from the stage and to Kurama.
"What the...?!" Kurama thought.
Karasu's eyes were glowing with excitement.
Kurama lost feeling in his body and collapse to his knees, looking up.
"The words were as mystical as purring animals,
The circle of rage,
The ghosts on the stage appeared."
Karasu grabbed Kurama's chin and sang passionately. Kurama gave the innocent look a virgin gives on his/her first night.
"The time was so tangible,
I'll never let it go.
Ghost stories handed down,
Reached secret tunnels below.
No one can see me..."
Karasu let his voice cut short and he softly kissed Kurama. Kurama got up quickly, kissing back, his jacket falling off his shoulders. The intimate kiss was cut short bythe rest of the band going on with the song:
"Oh!
I fell into yesterday,
Oh!
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to
I want to
I want to stay
Oh!
I fell into fantasy!"
Karasu allowed people to touch him and even joined in the mosh pit that was forming by the stage. Kurama was able to fall back in his seat, dramatic. A girl whispered about how lucky he was. Kurama was confused. He had no idea of what happened.
Karasu qailed into the Mic.
"...Oh!
I FELL INTO FAN... tasy..."
Kurama jumped up and applauded.
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Well... sorry for the delay... I was going to update two weeks ago but my computer spazzed. But it's fixed now. I hope you liked it. It was almost a songfic, but I took out the second part of the song... but now all the AFI fans will be pissed... for those who never heard this song, here's the line from the song at its mid-point... it's a poetry-like part that I love:
The girl on the wall always waited for me.
She was always smiling.
The teenage death boys,
The teenage death girls...
And everyone was dancing.
Nothing could hurt us then,
No one could change us then,
Everyone was dancing,
Nothing could hurt us then,
No one could change us then,
And everyone was dancing.
Everyone was dancing.
Sorry, as an AFI fangirl I couldn't resist... especially the teenage death girls and boys and stuff... but please review! I miss the good ones! I love you all!
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