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Reviewer Replies! You guys are awesome.
Wonderful Teru: Thank you! That's good since this story is mostly dialogue so far...an American love story? Is that a good thing?
akuma-river: I can't tell you why Eiri went to Norway. Mostly 'cause I don't know yet. But I will say it has nothing to do with Kitazawa because that's overused and it has nothing to do with him being unable to "unaccept his overwhelming feelings of love for Shuichi" 'cause that's lame. And what Hiro said was a reference to vol. 10 of the manga when Shuichi was ranting about Rage and her panda and Fujisaki & Hiro just laughed at him.
Kitty in the Box: Well, I think it's only natural that even Shuichi would have had enough eventually, yeah?
silverwing18: You're a sweetheart. Thank you :)
Angelique Starlight: Don't worry, I have no intention of ending this until it's finished. That might take a while, since I have to come up with something unique or I'll be all pissy and such. Is the Yuki in this story much different than usual, half of the time making semi caring comments and the other half acting like a total jackass? Hm.
AsnGothic: Thanks! It probably will be Eiri/Shuichi. I can't stand it when Shu's paired with anyone else. Especially Hiro. Gah.
utsubame: Yeah, the post-breakup suicidal Shuichi is definitely overused, especially when people do it in such bad taste. Thank you :)
Thanks to Dragid, sailorspazz and Hikaru Itsuko as well!
I'm anxiously sketching a picture of a curiously blond man with an arrow going through his head when my phone begins to ring incessantly. I ignore it, since there's nobody I really feel like talking to right now, but by the eighth ring my brain is starting to vibrate painfully.
"YES!" I scream in irritation as soon as I grab the phone.
"Uh..Shu-chan?"
Oh, fucking hell. Of all people I could have yelled at. "Hi, Sakuma-san."
"Shuichi? Did your computer break again? You sound mad."
Mad as in insane or mad as in angry? "Oh…no, I'm just tired. Sorry, Ryu-chan."
"Okay! Well, Kumagoro wants to know if you'll come have dinner with us tonight!"
"Sure. Who's 'us'"?
"Ryu-chan and Kumagoro, of course."
As long as it's not Seguchi-san. I don't think strangling him would leave a very good impression on Ryuichi the first time I go to his house. "What time?"
"6:42!"
"Oh…kay…?" You'd think I'd be able to understand this. Maybe I have changed. Maybe Eiri took my personality to Norway with him and gave me half of his and left my other half with nothing. Okay, maybe not.
Haha. Norway. Eiri in Scandinavia. I shouldn't find that funny, should I? I mean, he did thoroughly grate my -
"Shu-chan? Are you there? Did you fall asleep? Did you die?"
"N-no. Sorry, Sakuma-san."
"I'm going to bite you every time you call me Sakuma-san. See you later!"
He's going to bite me? Well, whatever. I'm used to Ryuichi's playful violence.
I've got four hours and three minutes before I have to be at his house. Sounds like the right time frame for a long, satisfactory nap.
In my dreams, Eiri is standing in the park where we first met. I'm stuck up in a tree, calling his name, but he can't hear me. I begin to freak out and scream. When he finally turns around, he looks through me, not at me. I begin to scream louder, but he just walks away and fades into the distance.
I think I need Ritalin.
"SHU-CHAN!" My eyes widen as I'm glomped by a 35 year old man and his immortal stuffed rabbit. "Eek! You're three minutes early!"
I'm tempted to ask him if he's autistic. "Uh.. yeah? Am I?"
He nods enthusiastically. "I tried to cook but I burned my hand. See?" He proudly shows me his bandaged hand. I smile. That reminds me of -
No. None of that. I'm here to enjoy my time with Ryuichi.
He continues his story. "I also really fucked up the food, so we have to order pizza. Is that okay with you?"
"Yup. It's great."
Ryuichi beams. I begin to feel happy and a lot less tired. Ryuichi's mood can be rather infectious. He drags me into his bedroom where a large assortment of video games are scattered.
"Wanna play Mario Kart?"
"Sure!"
The next two hours consist of a lot of laughter, heated games of Mario Kart and a generous amount of pizza sauce in Ryuichi's carpet. ("That's okay! Tohma can clean it for me!") I feel better than I have in a long time. I realize how long it's been since I could just hang out and forget about all the nonsense that plagues my brain.
We're laying on the ground next to each other when Ryuichi speaks up, some of the playfulness that was previously in his voice gone.
"Shuichi?"
"Mmm?"
"Tohma told me Eiri's back."
I freeze. The last thing I want to dump on Ryuichi is my pathetic 'relationship' with Eiri.
"Have you seen him?"
"Yeah. A couple times."
He turns to me, suddenly looking serious. "If you don't want to put up with him, I can ask Tohma to send him back to New York."
"Ah? No, it's okay. I don't think he listens to Seguchi-san much anyway."
"Did he do anything bad?"
I actually have to think about this. "Not out of the ordinary."
Ryuichi smirks. "Well, that's pretty bad."
I sigh. "Yeah. I fainted."
"Yuki-san made you FAINT?"
"Mmm. Pathetic, ne?"
"No. Just looking at him makes me want to faint."
We chuckle half-heartedly for a minute before awkward silence prevails. He speaks up again.
"Shu-chan? Why did he leave? Do you want him here?"
"He didn't tell me, but he went to Norway. I don't know if I want him here. I mean, I used to pray to anything that would listen that he would come back, but…"
"Norway? Who the hell goes to Norway?"
"That's what I thought."
Ryuichi sits up. "Maybe fate brought you together again."
Either that, or Eiri didn't like the weather in Norway. But that would keep his heart from melting, wouldn't it? Apparently, Japan is too warm for that and he couldn't handle it.
Fuck. I'm getting really, really corny.
I sigh. "Maybe. Fate must really hate me, then."
Ryuichi looks down. "Yuki-san's an idiot."
"He is?"
"Yeah. I mean, he traded Shu-chan for Norway? Stupid, stupid, stupid!"
I smile. "Thanks, Ryu-chan."
"No problem, na no da! Does Shu-chan want to sleep here tonight?"
"Okay!"
"So, how did talking with Yuki-san go?" Hiro asks me the next morning.
"I left."
"Ah. Not good, then?" He smiles at me sympathetically. I suddenly feel my stomach drop. I don't like this routine. I mention Eiri and Hiro gives me that smile, that smile that makes me feel like a complete moron.
"Na, Hiro, don't look at me that way."
"Eh? Oh, sorry. Did you find out where he went?"
"Norway."
"Norway? What the fuck for?"
I shrug. "To get away from me, I guess."
"If he was that desperate, he could've taken the easy way out and pissed off K-san."
"I heard that," a deep voice says from behind me and our gun hoarding manager strolls up to us. He looks me in that way that said 'I am going to make a request now, and you never deny the request of a man who has guns in his underwear.'
"So, Shuichi." Since when does he not just come out and say it, eyeing his holster threateningly?
"So, K." Is it just me, or is K extra scary after you haven't seen him in a long time but are fully aware what he's capable of? Thoughts of New York flood my mind and I shiver involuntarily.
"I hear that Yuki-san's made a re-appearance."
Jeeze. Why does every conversation I have lately end up on the subject of my fuckwit ex-boyfriend?
"So…"
"What?" I snitch, starting to get testy.
"So…are you ready to reform Bad Luck?"
Hn. For some reason, I got bored and decided to draw Shuichi's picture of the "curiously blond guy". It sucks because there's minimal effort, it looks like Eiri about as much as my left foot and there's a reason I write stories instead of draw them, but I figured if you draw a picture for something, might as well share it, eh?
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Yes. I've observed that apparently FF doesn't approve of links, so I went all out. Heh. Sorry. Just unspace the 1st part and put the symbols in for the names I typed out in caps. If that makes no sense, hopefully you can figure it out yourself.
See you next time!