Welcome everyone, to "The Gravitation Story with no Appropriate Name."
There's a few things we have to warn you about before you begin reading this fic.
One, we were mostly sugar high when we wrote this.
Two...well, I was going to warn about the shounen-ai, but seeing as this is Gravi we're writing for, that would be a given.
Good point...Oh, and we don't own Gravitation.
Yeah. Also, expect OOCness and bad jokes. We don't write the stuff, so--
...wait. Nevermind. We DO write the stuff.
Oh, and there's good news.
Mm, good news. Well, good for you guys at least. Not for me, because it forces me to...not be lazy. Anyway, it's a contest.
In most of our stories we will include ourselves (The Anonymous Duo) in a story in some minor or major way. Whoever can guess (send your guess in an e-mail please)what part we played in the story first gets a one shot written about their favorite pairing.
But nothing we're squicky about. And 99.99999 of the time, it'll have to be yaoi.
Right. No Mary-Sues.
And...uh...hm. Oh! No smut. Fun to read, but not to write. Truuuust me. sweatdrop
Oh, one more warning. If it takes a while for a chapter, it's her fault, not mine.
Yeah! 'Cus I'm a procrastinating bum!
We hope you enjoy the first chapter of "The Gravitation Story with no Appropriate Name."
She grumbled in sheer frustration. He was supposed to arrive here five freakin minutes ago, she thought to herself agitatedly. Suddenly she saw a very familiar mop of cotton-candy pink hair and the sound of happy footsteps. She switched on her headset and spoke into the microphone. "Target sighted."
There was a brief rush of static in her ear, followed by a voice replying, "Good--you know what to do. If anything goes wrong, I want you to get out of there ASAP, got it?"
Shuuichi, oblivious to the suspicious actions occurring nearby, hummed jubilantly to the tune of his latest hit song. "Save me and I'll save you," He began to sing aloud in his world-renowned voice. "Don't tell me to go, I'll come back..."
She saw him coming closer so lowered her voice to a whisper, "Got it." She then plugged the headset into a CD player and planted a small smile on her face. She then closed her eyes and nodded her head to the beat of imaginary music. She purposefully ran into Shuuichi and feigned surprise. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I just really like this song and...are you Shuuichi of Bad Luck?" she said as though she were just a passer-by.
"Eh?" Shuuichi looked up, his doe-like, purple eyes fixing the girl with a surprised stare. "Um...yeah." He became aware of shifting stares towards him and soft whispers, and laughed nervously. "But, ehe, could you not shout it so loud?"
She blushed. "Of course, sorry." She then looked down nervously. "Hey, can I make it up to you? I can drive you home or something," she said quietly.
"Uhm..." He pursed his lips thoughtfully. He could use a ride home...but hadn't Yuki said something about riding with strangers? Something about...not doing it?
...nah, he must have been imagining it.
"Okay!" he chirped, grinning ear-to-ear. "Thanks!"
She smiled innocently. "You're very welcome," she said happily, inwardly smirking evilly. The fool, she thought. "Are you going to buy anything?" she asked, still feigning kindness and innocence.
"Hm? Oh, yeah!" He grinned, holding up a fluffy-looking bear, white as snow with an over-stuffed heart placed in it's left paw. "I'm getting it for my Yuki-chan! See, lookit what it does!" He squeezed the paw without a heart and a voice guaranteed to give you cavities piped up, "I wuv you!"
The girl laughed very slightly, sweatdropping. "How...a...a...adorable! How completely adorable!" she said quickly. That stupid bear makes me want to puke...she thought angrily. "Well, buy it and we'll go," she said, turning away from the spastic boy and the despised bear.
"Mmkay," The pink-haired rockstar chirped, bouncing to the register and placing the bear on the counter. Soon he was holding a paper sack containing his very well thought out and very suitable gift for Yuki, and was back beside the girl. "Okay, ready to go!" He hugged the sack cheerfully. "By the way, thank you for offering to drive me home!"
She smiled. "It's no problem, no problem at all," she said, leading him out of the store and up to a chic, black Mazda Miata. "Hope you don't mind a convertible," she said to him.
Shuuichi gazed upon the car with visible awe. "Wow! It's really nice! Looks kind of like Yuki's!"
Suddenly, the voice from before spoke up again in the girl's ear. "Do you have him?" It whispered urgently.
"Really? That's fascinating. I bet mine is less expensive then this Yuki guy's," she said, being sure to speak into the microphone when she mentioned Yuki. She then opened the door for Shuuichi and got into the driver's side of the car.
The voice fell silent, and even if it had spoken it would have been overpowered by Shuuichi's sudden spout of Yuki loving--'Yuki is this' and 'Yuki does that' and 'Sometimes he stabs me but I still love him'. The engine growled to life, and thus, they were off.
She drove smoothly, swerving in and out of the heavy traffic. She popped in a Bad Luck CD to relax the boy. She tapped on the microphone three times, the signal that meant she was on the way. "So, are you planning to go on tour soon?" she asked.
"Well, not right now," Shuuichi replied. "Hiro's got the stomach flu, so we have to wait that out. But as soon as Hiro's better, we might go--" He blinked, pausing suddenly as he watched cars zip by. "W-Wait..." Gears groaned and creaked as they tried to start moving again after years and years of neglect from the pink-haired boy. "...Where are we going? I haven't told you where I live..."
She ignored him as she merged to get to the correct exit, her face distant. She turned onto the exit and slowed down as they came to a suburb. She drove along a wooded path with houses passing by and drove into the forest, now on a dirt trail. She came to an impressive house and stopped. "Here we are," she said to Shuuichi.
"Where is here?" He asked, panic evident in his slightly feminine alto voice. "Th-this isn't my house! Why are we here!" He fixed his eyes, wide and frightened on the girl as he scooted away from the stoic girl. It never struck him to open the car door and run, but then again, Shuuichi wasn't the type to have good ideas.
She opened her door and stepped out. She then moved to Shuuichi's door and opened the door. She unbuckled the frightened boy's seatbelt and dragged him out of the car and into the now menacing-looking house. "C'mon," she said with little feeling in her voice.
"Wh-What are you doing!" He whimpered, tugging against the girl's firm grip. She was surprisingly strong for someone of her stature (or maybe Shuuichi was just a wimp, which is highly plausible). "Let me go, dammit!" When commanding didn't work, he resorted to the intimidation technique, "I'll sue, you bitch!" Still, the girl kept dragging him, frowning listlessly.
A figure rose from a chair nearby, startling Shuuichi. When the hell did that…person get there! Through the dark shadow masking the figure's face, a pair of lips were quirked upwards in a smirk. The shadowed person stepped forward.
"Hello…Shindou Shuuichi."
Shuuichi screamed.
Meanwhile:D
"The brat's late," Eiri Yuki grumbled to himself. "Seriously, how long does it take to get a six-pack of beer and a pint of ice cream! Apparently it takes a millennium for that idiot…and I'm talking to myself. AGAIN. Damn Shuuichi…" Yuki said lowly as he pulled his coat on and grabbed his keys. "I'll kill him…" Yuki said as he left the apartment.
AT THE STORE:D
Yuki burst into the drug store he sent Shuuichi to and searched the aisles. After not finding him, he went to the cashier. "Have you seen an adorable, pink-haired moron by chance?"
The cashier thought then smiled. "Yes, he left a half-hour ago with a girl, she was going to drive him home," she replied.
"….WHAT!111111oneoneone1"
Once Yuki's enraged scream had died down and the store's cashier's eardrums ceased bleeding, a high-pitched, annoying voice piped up from within his pocket, "I love my Yuuuuuki, yes I dooooo! Yuuuuuki loves me, beeeeetter than you! Yuuuuuuki, oh Yuuuuuki, you make my tear ducts speeeeeew--"
Yuki growled in annoyance and grabbed the cell phone from his pocket and quickly flipped it open. "What!" he barked.
The cashier looked up meekly and said, "Nice ring-"
"Shutup," he said dangerously.
"Eiri Yuki," a raspy voice whispered at the other end.
Yuki's eyes widened. "What?" he asked.
"If you ever want to see your teddy bear again, bring twenty million-"
"Say a giftcard to Border's!" A voice in the background interjected, "Say a giftcard to Border's! Say it!"
"Alright, alright!" the other voice said, the sound muffled. The raspy voice came back saying, "Bring a twenty million dollar giftcard to Border's to The Black Bear Café at 6:03 tomorrow night or the bear gets it!"
Yuki blinked. "….why Border's?"
"Duh, the manga!" The voice in the background supplied, followed by a slightly exasperated sigh from the one who was (apparently) holding the phone.
Yuki blanched at the amount. "I don't have that much money! Just give me my boyfriend back!" he yelled into the phone. There was the sound of the phone being grabbed.
"Who ever said we had Shuuichi!" The voice that had previously been in the background was now more prominent. "We said we had a teddy bear, not Shindou Shuuichi!"
Yuki looked bewildered at the idiocy of the kidnappers. There was an exasperated sigh in the background. "This is why you don't make the ransom calls," the first voice said and there was the sound of the phone being grabbed. "Okay, tomorrow, 6:03, Black bear Café, 20 million dollar Border's giftcard, or the brat gets it," the raspy voice said then the click of the phone being hung up. Yuki's eyes were as wide as saucers and he walked out quickly.
"Why are you doing this!" Shuuichi snapped, eyes watering with unshed tears. "What do you have against me and Yuki!" The girl previously hidden by shadow whirled around, glaring icily down at the pink-haired rockstar.
"Why are we doing this, you ask?" She hissed waspishly, then chuckled. It wasn't a pleasant sound.
The first girl rolled her eyes. "That evil thing isn't working after your little appearance on the ransom call!" she said in agitation, shooting the other girl a small glare.
The other girl wilted, then added in a whiney tone that rivaled Shuuichi's, "You don't have to say it like that...!" Shuuichi blinked, glancing between the two girls in confusion. "Um..."
The first sighed and shook her head. "If you calm down, I'll make you a bowl of miso ramen," she said to her, holding up a small plushie. "Naru-kun wants you to calm down," she said in a fake affectionate voice.
Girl number two sniffled, regarding the plushie hesitantly before glancing back up at the other girl. "You mean it...?"
Shuuichi face-faulted. "Uh, hello...?"
The girl looked over with a bored stare. "Oh yeah, you," she said, "go listen to my stereo or something, I'll call you when dinner's ready." She then turned back as though he wasn't a kidnapped victim.
"You know," Shuuichi began hesitantly, "You still haven't answered my question."
"Mm?" The girl with the plush looked up. "Oh! Oh, yeah. Well, you see…" Her brown furrowed as she looked for the right words, and then she turned to call over her shoulder, "Hey, Me—"
The first girl's eyes narrowed into a death glare and she clamped her hand over the second girl's mouth. "Ssh! We're using our code names, remember?" she hissed angrily.
The plush-holding girl rolled her eyes, peeling the other girl's hand off of her mouth with a frown. "Fine, Akari." She emphasized the code name with a sarcastic tone. "I was just going to ask if it's okay for me to tell him the real plan?"
Akari shrugged nonchalantly. "Sure, whatever. I'm going to start dinner," she said as she walked to the kitchen.
"Okay!" She turned back to Shuuichi with a smile on her face, very different from her previous (and very corny looking) expression of intimidation. "Akari and I—you can call me Shibby, by the way—we're big supporters of yours and Yuki's relationship together. Through sources I won't reveal right now, we learned that Yuki's having a bit of trouble coming to term with his feelings for you. So we thought, why not help out?
"We kidnapped you so that Yuki would realize how much he really loves you. We'll go to any length to assure that you and Yuki live happily ever after!" Somewhere during her speech, Shibby had stood up and currently had her hands clenched in the air, her eyes alight with determination.
Shuuichi's bottom lip quivered a bit as a single tear made its way down his cheek. "Y-you guys…I-I don't know what to say…"
"KUSO!" a yell came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of a food related explosion, smoke billowing out.
Shibby, having been blown ontop of Shuuichi by the force of the explosion, sat up and quickly rushed to the kitchen. "Akari, you okay!"
Akari and the kitchen were currently covered with burnt ramen noodles. She grit her teeth in pure frustration. "Not. One. Word."
"...Pfft," Shibby couldn't hold it in. "AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA, WHAT KIND OF LOSER CAN'T EVEN COOK INSTANT RAMEN! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She fell over, clutching at her stomach as she rolled around on the ground. "HAHAHAHA, YOU SUCK! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Akari's eye twitched and she threw a ladle at Shibby's head. "SHUT IT YOU DISEASED HEDGEHOG!" she yelled angrily at Shibby, fuming.
"AHAHAHA-SHIT! OW, THAT HURT, DAMMIT!" Shiby clutched her head, pointing up at Akari.
Shuuichi, pale in the face, watched the mini-fight with a stupefied expression.
These girls...are insane.