I produced this chapter reasonabilly fast… though school and everything. Eh on a side note I am sorry that I don't explain the Kira flinging incident, I shall try to touch on the subject in the next chapter but it also has to do with the deep plot lines in it, so I wont be explaining very much mwahahaha. Oy so if anyone would like to suggest any ideas, plots, comments whatever please e mail me at crimson . angle at g mail .com, sorry it's a little spaced out but wont let me put it normally. So hope you enjoy.
Famous
Chapter Four: Heartbeats and Good Friends
The pink haired songstress said her thanks and goodbyes to the audience quickly before she left the stage. The sea of bodies cheered for her as she left the stage in a hurry, then they slowly began to exit. As they were leaving there was a lot of chatter that filled the building. Some of them were talking about the boy who almost made it to the stage, others about how pretty Lacus was, and her voice. But two people were yelling and franticly searching for someone.
"Kira!" Cagalli yelled at the top of her lungs, a few people starred at her, but Cagalli just ignored them. On the other side of the stage Athrun was doing the same thing.
"Kira!" Athrun called out, keeping an eye out for his unmistakable hair and eyes. No such luck. Athrun had searched for ten minutes and was about to give up when he over heard a part of a conversation of some teenage boys.
"Dude did you see that guy he almost made it to the stage!"
"Yeah, he was like the only crowd surfer who's gotten that close!"
"But that was a nasty fall, looked like it hurt."
"Hahaha he was screaming his head off, I was near bye!"
"Excuse me, but what did this guy look like?" Athrun asked the group of teenagers.
"You mean the crowd surfing guy?" One of them asked stupidly.
"Yeah, what did he look like?" Athrun repeated, a nerve twitched at the stupidity of the boys.
"Oh that dude had some weird brown hair, and umm he was wearing some blue jeans… that's all I can remember," the punk hesitated tying to remember anything else about him.
"Ah, thanks!" Athrun said before they could say anything else, and ran off to find Cagalli.
That's Kira, I'm almost sure of it… Athrun thought as he was making his way backstage, I can't see any other explanation on why he hasn't showed up twenty minutes after the show, I mean he wouldn't need that long in the bathroom right...
"Athrun!" a voice called out, breaking his concentration and he stopped to see where the voice had come from. Athrun looked over to his right to see Cagalli waving at him.
"Did you find him?" She asked, her voice pleaded that he had, but since she didn't see Kira with Athrun Cagalli started to get worried again.
"Maybe," Athrun said smiling, watching Cagalli's expression change from worried to joy to confusion.
"What do you mean by maybe?" She asked confused looking around for Kira once more.
"I think I know what happened to Kira, the problem is finding where he might be…" Athrun explained, he told Cagalli of the conversation that he had overheard and what they boys told him about Kira, "I'm almost positive its Kira, but I don't know where to find him." Cagalli's face started to lighten up a little with worry, but she could help but feel helpless in this sort of situation.
Athrun noticed Cagalli's sudden change of expressions, "Ah don't worry Cagalli, I think I might know of someone who knows where he is," Athrun tried to explain, "We just need to find a good friend…"
Back to Lacus! -
Lacus rushed off the stage, she was worried about that boy. I do hope he is doing alright, Lacus thought taking off her microphones injected in her clothes. This is taking forever… she thought frustrated that the microphone attached to her collar of her shirt wouldn't come off. A girl with short brown hair came over to the songstress and helped her get the microphone off.
"Thanks Miriallia," Lacus rushed, "Do you know where that boy that hit the stage is?"
"Oh!" Miriallia said surprised at the star's question and the emotions that flashed in her eyes, "I believe that Mr. Bartfeldt had him in his arms earlier." At that instant Miriallia knew she shouldn't have said that. Lacus's eyes widened with worry and surprise as she rushed off to Mr. Bartfeldt's room.
In his arms… is the boy that injured, oh I do hope he's alright! Lacus's thoughts screamed, she would hate it if a fan got injured at her concert especially with her right there watching him get hurt. The only other time a fan got injured is when a girl got trampled and had two broken ribs and a broken wrist. Lacus upon hearing the news shut herself in her room and didn't come out for two months. She refused to see anybody and only went out to visit the girl and apologize to her.
On to Kira! -
The orange haired man carried Kira to his room where he set Kira down on his bed. The man smiled watching Kira's slow breathing pattern, this kid almost made it, he thought to himself. For his two and a half years of being Lacus Clynes's bodyguard he had never seen anyone close to making it on stage while the songstress was performing. There had been a few crazy people who had killed security and managed to touch the stage… but none had completely smashed into like Kira did.
The smile on the man's face suddenly vanished as he started to think of all the attacks and attempts of kidnapping Lacus. A famous star on the outside seems like a lavish life, but it reality there were people who wanted to marry you, and some people want to do horrible things to you. The man could not count how many times people have tried to do things to see or even kidnap Lacus, it all goes back to him the man thought, that crazy man, all because of him I've got this scar.
There was a sudden knock on the door, the sudden noise made the man jump in his seat and quickly turn to the door.
"Yeah who is it?" He asked suspiciously, his body was tense, ready for anything.
"It's me Lacus Clyne, I wonder if it would be alright if I came in," the voice said from the other side of the door. The man immediately relaxed and opened the door to see the pink haired songstress slightly out of breath starring at him.
"Well hello," he said cheerfully, opening the door wider so Lacus could come in, "I assume you're here for the boy?"
"How did you know?" Lacus asked mildly surprised walking in to see the boy lying on a bed.
"Your eyes always show your emotions," the man replied grinning. Lacus walked over to the bed and sat down in the chair that was next to it. The pink haired goddess starred at the scruffy brown-haired boy, her eyes fixed on his ribs, where there was blood stained on his shirt.
"Don't worry," the man laughed seeing where Lacus's eyes were starring at, "It's not that bad of an injury, it just must have hurt that's all." Lacus gave a sigh of relief upon hearing what he said.
"That's good," She said, her voice was calmer than before, "do you have a first-aid kit, Andrew?"
"Up I've got one right here," Andrew replied, holding one up, as if he knew what Lacus was going to ask. He walked over and handed it to Lacus, who thanked him. Andrew began to help Lacus take off Kira's shirt so they could clean and bandage his wound.
"This reminds me when Athrun would show up with scratches and cuts from defending you and your pink hair against the bullies back home," Andrew muttered, grabbing some bigger bandages to go over the smaller ones.
"Yeah, he would defend my pink hair…" Lacus trailed off smiling deeply, "he's so kind."
Athrun, Lacus's mind said, wait wasn't… Athrun!
"Ah! I was supposed to meet Athrun backstage right after the show!" Lacus exclaimed getting up, she looked down at Kira, "But I don't want to just leave him, I do feel guilty that he was hurt for my sake." At this Andrew smiled, that's so like Lacus, he thought shaking his head.
"I'll go find him and bring him here," Andrew suggested.
"Would you really?" Lacus asked, her eyes pleaded yes, but Andrew didn't need that to say yes anyways.
"Of course, I want to see how grown up that kid's gotten." He replied grabbing the door, "I'll be back with him don't worry."
"Thank you so much," Lacus thanked him smiling before he left. Lacus all her life could count on Andrew Bartfeldt, he has always been a father to Lacus, since Lacus never saw her parents. Lacus's smile faded, she tried not to think of her parents, instead she finished bandaging Kira. She was surprised that Kira's cut wasn't that deep. Andrew had been right, it probably felt worse when he hit the stage. Lacus's hand crossed from Kira's ribs to his chest to where she could feel a steady heart beat, she smiled at least he is here.
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