Seashell
By Maho and Karuya
Disclaimer: ::Yuki nezumi
walks on stage:: ahem... who cares. ::throws down
script and walks away::
Pairing: YukixKyou
Warning: Yaoi! AU. some
OOC-ness and a fan girl Tohru
Chapter Two
Every detail etched in the sand
love searching
How could I forget
How could You?
love searching
It all starts there
love searching
Like looking through foggy glass
On the other side all I see is what I want
distant and warped
Like a broken shell...
Kyou groaned and opened his eyes. "Damn radio," he mumbled and tried to
turn off the radio, which had been playing one of Yuki's songs.
That was 'Love searching' by Yuki. His latest track off
his new CD, 'Memories'. Buy your copy today at the mall and you can get
it signed by Yuki himse-
Kyou finally managed to turn off the radio. One week had passed since he had gone to the concert and now everywhere he went something managed to remind him of Yuki. Granted most of which were posters advertising his new CD.
"Kyou! Hun," Kyou's mother called from outside his bedroom door. "Wake up! Tohru called earlier, she wants you to go over to her house!"
"I'm sleeping!" He yelled back.
The door swung open and his mother stood there, hands on hips. "Young man, get up right this minute. It's two in the afternoon and I will not let you sleep the day away. You're young, you should be out having fun."
"Sleeping is fun." Kyou rolled onto his stomach and put a pillow over his head.
His mother wasn't fazed. "Get up right this minute or I'll have you doing chores the rest of the weekend."
That got Kyou's attention. "Fine, I'm up, I'm up." He sat up and tried to rub the sleep from his eyes.
"Here are your clothes." She threw a pair of khaki pants and a black tee shirt onto his bed. "And don't forget to brush your teeth."
Kyou grabbed the clothes and headed toward the bathroom. "You know, if I didn't know better I'd think you were trying to get rid of me," he mumbled as he passed his mother.
Kyou walked the two blocks to Tohru's house and when he got there Tohru was sitting on the front porch. She waved when she saw him approach.
"What are you doing?" He asked as he went to sit down beside her.
"Waiting for you. Mom kicked me out of the house because she said she was in the 'zone' and that my chii was messing with the 'Fung Shui' of the room, whatever that means."
Tohru stood up and headed toward her car. "C'mon, were going to the mall."
Kyou's brain clicked and he froze in place. There was only one reason Tohru would want to go to the mall.
"C'mon Kyou, I want to get there before Yuki leaves."
Kyou inwardly groaned as he suspicions were confirmed but in spite of himself he stood up and got in Tohru's car. "The things I do for friendship."
"Yes," Tohru said and started the engine of her green Neon.
The mall was packed when they got there. Teenage girls were everywhere; buying Yuki's CD or trying to get it signed. Kyou's first instinct was to turn and run, and he would have were it not for Tohru's iron grip on his shoulder.
"I can't believe I'm going to get my CD signed! Do you think he'll remember us?" Tohru turned to look at Kyou with the wide eyes of a child in a candy store.
Kyou looked at the line of people. "Depends on whether we ever get up there or not. We've been standing here for hours!"
"It's been ten minutes."
"Well it feels like hours."
"Stop complaining. Were almost to the front of the line. See?" Tohru asked as the line moved forward. "Oh, this is so exciting!" Tohru clutched her CD closer to her chest.
Why me? Kyou repeated in his new mantra in his head over and over. He
resigned himself to watching the giddy fan girls, and boys, walk by proclaiming
their newfound love for Yuki. How can people get so worked up over some guy?He's not that great...
"-Kyou! Kyou! We're here."
Kyou turned his head and found himself staring into amethyst coloured eyes.
"Seems we meet again," Yuki said.
Kyou looked away. "Must be fate," he said offhandedly.
Yuki smirked and took the CD from Tohru so he could sign it. "Must be."
"Thank you so much Yuki!" Tohru squealed as Yuki handed her CD back.
Yuki smiled. "You're welcome Honda-san." He let his gaze fall on Kyou again. "Is there anything you want?"
Kyou scoffed and turned his head to try and cover the fact that his cheeks had turned pink. "No. All I want is to lea-" He faltered as someone hit him on the back. "Ow."
"Hey Kyou, how's life?" Uotani Arisa, a girl from his school and one of Tohru's close female friends asked Kyou.
"...Fine."
"Hey, Kyou, Uo wants me to go to a movie with her, do you mind?" Tohru asked.
Kyou opened his mouth to reply but Uo beat him to it. "Of course he doesn't. Thanks Kyou, man. Bye." She walked away taking Tohru, Kyou's ride home, with her. Tohru looked over her shoulder at Kyou's confused face.
"Kyou, please come to my house when you're finished here. I still want to talk to you."
"But-" It was too late, Tohru was gone.
Kyou watched their retreating backs and felt a moment of panic. Tohru had been his ride, and the 50-minute walk back to his house did NOT seem fun. Damnit...
"Oi, Kyou."
Kyou turned quickly to see Yuki standing in front of him. "What?"
"If you would like, I've got some time after this CD signing. I can take you home if you wish."
Kyou stared suspiciously into his eyes. Should he let this guy take him home? He didn't even know him, and he wasn't exactly thrilled to have to wait until after the CD signing, hearing all these loud kids and watching all these young girls fawn over 'the big star'.
Yuki's gaze never wavered, and Kyou felt himself having a moment of self-doubt. This was a celebrity he was talking about; the chances of him trying to pull something were slim to none. Well probably.
The sudden clap of thunder startled them both. Kyou looked out the front doors and saw rain pouring down. Shit.
Kyou rolled his eyes. "If you must." He stalked over to the nearest chair and sat down, looking bored.
Yuki grinned.
"So, this is what's it like to be rich?"
Yuki glanced bemusedly over at Kyou. Kyou however, was looking around inside the silver Audi, touching everything from its leather seats to its 13 side panel buttons.
"Hm, lumbar support," Kyou, noted. "What in hell is a lumbar?"
"I'm guessing you like the car?"
Kyou jerked his head up and nodded. "Yeah, it's an okay car."
Long pause.
"So, nice weather we've been having, don't you think so Kyou?"
Kyou stared out the window at the rain, "Sure."
Pause.
"So Yuki, what did you think about the TV special the other night? The one were they were talking about making Sailor Moon into a 6th season?" Kyou tried for conversation.
"I don't own a TV."
"Ah."
Pause.
"So... it's Yuki, right?"
"Yeah."
"What's your last name?"
"Don't have one."
"What the hell? Why don't you have a last name?"
"I'm an orphan."
"Oh."
Pause.
Yuki glanced over to see Kyou grinning at him. "Well, isn't this the most inspiring conversation..."
Yuki felt himself begin to smile and turned his attention back to the road. "So Kyou, tell me about your family."
"Ah, well I live with my mother, father, and baby sister. My mom, Remi, is a middle school teacher. She's always on me to get out of the house and do stuff. My father, Haruki, is an advertising manager. He's pretty cool, I guess, although I don't see him much because he works a lot. And my little sister Nanami is 7 now, and a little pain in my ass. She's a cool kid though, damn smart for her age." Kyou stopped talking and blushed slightly. "Sorry, this is probably really boring for you. Really, my family isn't at all interesting."
Yuki chuckled. "Not at all, I love hearing about other peoples families, seeing as that I never had one myself."
"Oh. That sucks," Kyou looked out the window thoughtfully. I wonder what it's like. Never having that sense of support that you feel from your parents, and never having a sibling to play around with. It must be very hard-
"Left or Right?" Yuki asked suddenly, jarring Kyou out of his thoughts. "Uh, right here, and pull in on Fielder Street. My house is the first on the right."
Yuki pulled into the driveway and smiled sadly at the scene. It was a perfect little blue and white house with a perfectly manicured lawn. On the porch, just out of the rain, a little girl was playing with GI Joe figurines, bashing their heads together. From the window you could see a woman cooking dinner. A perfect little family.
"So, thanks for the ride, Yuki," Kyou said nervously, reluctant to get out of the car and have his sister bug him with all sorts of annoying questions.
Yuki's head snapped up. "Oh Kyou, I was wondering; there's this independent film premiering next Friday, I think it's called Zetsu Ai. Some romance or something, I'm not sure. Anyway, I have two extra tickets to go see it and I was wondering if you would like to go with me. Tohru too, she'd like that right?"
Kyou stared at the boy in shock. "Why would you ask us? Your Yuki, drop dead gorgeous pop singer, you could go to that premier with anyone."
"You think I'm gorgeous?"
Kyou blushed. "You know what I meant. Why would you want to go to this thing with me- us?"
Yuki cleared his throat and turned his attention to the window, gripping the wheel tightly. "Kyou, I need a friend, I just need someone to be there, someone I can talk to that won't agree with everything I say just because I'm rich. You both seem really cool. People who I can just have fun with. So, will you please come?"
Kyou was startled. He thought Yuki was just this cool jerk that thought he was better than everyone.
"Wow, I guess famous jerk-off's have issues too..." Kyou mumbled.
Yuki threw back his head and laughed. "So, will you come?"
Kyou thought for a moment. "I don't know. I'll have to ask Tohru, though I don't think she'll have any objections."
"Well call me when you do know."
"Okay," Kyou opened the door and stepped out. "Bye, then."
Yuki reached over the seat and blew Kyou a kiss out the window. "Bye." Before Kyou could even blush Yuki stepped on the gas and was gone.
Kyou walked up to his house, shaking his head. Nanami looked up from her toys and grinned at her brother. "Kyou, who was that boy?"
Kyou looked at his little sister and smiled. "He's just a friend Nanami." He ruffled her hair and walked up the driveway, bracing himself for the million questions his mother was going to ask him.
Maho: Tortuga! Karuya: Baka...
Maho: I wrote ALL lyrics and as bad as they may be, have you actually listened to any real lyrics?
Karuya: ...I like the lyrics... I think there nifty. And at least I didn't have to make them up...
Maho: ALSO, the cars that Tohru and Yuki drive belong to both Karuya and I, mine is the Silver Audi
Karuya: And mine is the fabulous green Neon. Obviously the better car.
Maho:...uh huh ... Tortuga!
Karuya: No
Maho: No tortuga?
Karuya: ::sigh:: I'm too cool for this... I'm outa here
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