So last time I stopped in the middle of a paragraph. This time as the story starts it's going to pick up where I left off before, in Tatsuha's point of view at the party. Anne Cwa, yes Tatsuha and Shuichi would never really get together, but isn't that what fanfictions are for? La Salle De Bain, the only reason I put Frey in there was because he's EXTREMELY beautiful, just like Yuki. That's what I love about anime, all the bishonen. I know it's weird having him not like women. He's very OOC. I went through and reread some of the previous chapters. Man there were a lot of mistakes! I'm sorry for those who are bothered by that. I haven't had the time to edit any of my stories. You forgive me right? Right? Well, write lots of reviews please.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of its characters and songs. I do not own Alice 19th or any of its characters. Kima-Nedoriko is MY original character. No stealies!
"Hey Shuichi, why were you being so formal when you told him we were getting married," Hiro asked. "Oh, I didn't say Hiro because I don't know him." "That doesn't make sense," Hiro complained. "It doesn't have to," Shuichi argued. They both made a fist then fell over laughing.
Four days later before the concert
Shuichi's Point Of View
Everything around me was happening too fast. We gained a new member. We're putting out a new album. We have interviews and concerts left and right. Now Hiro's getting married to Miss Ayaka. It was so strange to think about Hiro being tied down to one woman. We practiced really hard over the four days before Zepp. We were tighter than ever, but something didn't feel right. It was weird having that Goth girl Kima-Nedoriko at every practice. She didn't seem like Fujisaki's type. In fact, no girl seemed like his type. She always wore the fox ears and tails. It was very strange. Hiro didn't seem to mind. He had Ayaka to come home to every night, so he was happy. I was happy for him really. I just hoped I wouldn't lose him as my best friend after this. We hadn't got to just talk or hang out together at all lately. I missed it. We've all been so busy. I just wished we could take a break. I wished things could slow down. I hadn't thought about Yuki at all this week. Not since I started sleeping on Tatsuha's couch. "Wake up," Tatsuha said. I could smell breakfast cooking. "You made beacon," I said sniffing the air. Yuki hardly ever cooked for me. "I sure did. Only the best breakfast for our star Shuichi." There was eggs of all kinds, toast, six different kinds of jam, orange and apple juice, beacon and sausages, ham, cereal, waffles, pancakes, muffins, and a nice rose in a vase as a centerpiece. "Tatsuha you didn't have to." "You're my guest. Go ahead and eat. I'll take a shower while you eat, then you can get in when I'm done." I was already digging in. "If you say so," I said through a mouth full of food. The words came out, "Eh u shay sho," he understood anyway. "Don't eat so fast. There's plenty to eat, but if you go at it like that you could get a stomach ache, or worse choke." "Okay."The concert started at seven tonight. We had to be there by five. "Let's go early for some practice huh," Tatsuha asked. "Good idea Tatsuha!"
At The Concert
Tatsuha's Point Of View
I felt a little weird wrapped in black and red leather straps. Shuichi picked it out for me. We were about to go on stage. A lucky fan was introducing us right now. Hiro nudged me with his elbow. "This is your first gig with us. I just hope you won't be overwhelmed by the crowd." I nodded. I was a little nervous, but I was more anxious to show them what I could do. "Good luck Hiroshi," Ayaka said kissing him on the cheek. "Knock 'em dead," Kima-Nedoriko said squeezing Fujisaki's hand. He looked a bit dizzy, but her words seemed to calm him a bit. "Hey Tatsuha, you look great," Shuichi said. I grinned and was about to offer my own words of encouragement when we were signaled on stage. The crowd roared as they watched Shuichi, Fujisaki, and Hiro take the stage. Mr. K nudged me out. Shuichi went crazy with a big grin. He waved out and grabbed the microphone. "Hello again Zepp!" The crowd roared their response. "Tonight we're introducing our new member, welcome the percussionist Tatsuha!" The crowd accepted me better than I thought. With all the cheers, I felt a wave of happiness take over. Adrenaline pumped through me. "Woo hoo!" Shuichi screamed. Shuichi looked back at us. He was waiting for the 'ready' signals. Fujisaki nodded. Hiro raked his fingers through his long hair and tossed it aside. I began to twirl my stick to show I was ready to start. He nodded and turned back to the crowd. "I hope you enjoy the show!" The music started at my count. We were playing a new song that would come out on the second CD. The tempo was slower than the 'Bad Luck' fans were used to. They ate it up. Just as Shuichi was about to start the first verse, he fell over taking the mic down with him. The music stopped. The shocked fans started to shout. Some were shouting words of hope "YOU CAN GET BACK UP SHU! WE LOVE YOU" others were screaming complaints at the top of their lungs "I WANT MY MONEY BACK!"I leaped over my drums. Hiro set his guitar down. Fujisaki just shook his head, disappointed. Mr. K got to him first. He picked up Shuichi's unconscious body and carried him off stage. Mr. Sakano set Shuichi's mic back up and began to speak into it. The crowd hushed. "Due to complications, the concert is canceled. 'Bad Luck' and all its staff members would like to extend our fullest apologies. Your tickets will be refunded and the other members will be waiting in a booth outside to meet you and give autographs. Thank you for your time," he ran off stage to join Mr. K in the dressing room. The audience drained out of the room and flooded into the opening hall. Hiro and I ran to check on Shuichi. Fujisaki began to tear down the equipment.
Author's note: If you don't know, tearing down equipment is just a term used to mean that they're taking all the equipment down and loading it into whatever method of transportation was used. Usually they have roadies to do that. Some bands do it themselves too.
Back Stage
Tatsuha's Point Of View
"Tatsuha, Hiroshi, you should both go out to the booth where Fujisaki is waiting for you. If you don't recall, I told the fans you would be signing autographs and meeting fans," Mr. Sakano instructed. "Since I'm a new member the fans won't be as excited to se me out there. I think I should stay here," I argued. "I think it would be a great opportunity for you to meet the fans seeing as you are just a new…" he stopped, his voice cracking on new. He picked back up again with "Go ahead and stay. Mr. Shindo will need a nice face to wake up to," obviously Mr. K's doing. Shuichi lay sprawled out on the bed. I squeezed his hand. I hoped maybe a familiar touch would bring him to the surface. "Hiroshi, let's go," Ayaka tugged at his arm. I could tell he didn't want to leave his unconscious friend just laying there. "I'll take care of him," I reassured him. He smiled and left the room with Ayaka. "Do we need to take him to the hospital," Mr. Sakano asked. "I don't think it's that severe," Mr. K said. He inspected Shuichi's head for any knots. "He seems fine back here," he said setting his head back down on the pillow. I scooped him up. "Where are you taking him," Mr. K asked. "To the hospital," I grabbed Shuichi's jacket. "I told you it wasn't that severe," Mr. K said angrily. He didn't like it when people didn't listen. "He could be bleeding internally! You're not a doctor! You don't know," I argued. He simply sighed and said, "you're right. If he died then it would be my fault." He picked up his keys. "Mr. Sakano stay here with the rest of the band and inform them of where we're going. We're leaving out the back entrance," Mr. K instructed. I carried him into Mr. K's car. "Lay him down in the back." I laid him down and closed the back door to the van. "You're gonna be okay Shu," I said kissing his hand. I climbed into the front seat and Mr. K sped off.
In the hall
Hiro's Point Of View
I didn't want to leave Shuichi. I also didn't want Mr. K's gun held against my temple. Mr. Sakano came running out to us. "Mr. K and Tatsuha are going to the hospital," he explained. "What," I said pushing my way through the crowd. "Ayaka, get ready to go!" "Hiroshi, where are we going?" "To the hospital." I ran out with Mr. Sakano and Fujisaki yelling for me. Ayaka was tugging at my arm trying to keep up. I threw her the extra helmet and put mine on. "Can't we take my car?" "No time," I said pointing at the crowd chasing after us. "Okay I've never ridden a motor cycle before!" "Hold on to my waist as tight as you can." I felt her hug me. When I was sure she was holding on, I took off. The paparazzi chased after us. "Mr. Nakano!" I left them in the dust. "What hospital are we going to," she shouted back at me. "I don't know," I realized.
At Yuki's house
Yuki's Point Of View
I turned on the TV to get the entire situation of seeing Shuichi with my brother out of my mind. I saw Shuichi's image on the TV. What was I thinking? This boy just couldn't stay out of the light. I turned it up to see what the big news story was this time. "Bad Luck's vocalist mysteriously passed out after the introduction of just one song. He was whisked off stage after the incident. It appears to have been an accident. We have not been able to speak to any of the staff or members of Bad Luck. What's this…Mr. Nakano is rushing out of the building with his recently announced future wife. We're going to attempt to get a word in with him." The reporter ran out the building after Hiroshi. The camera crew following after. "Mr. Nakano!" He drove off without a word. I couldn't take it. I turned off the TV without another word. I knew damn well this wasn't a stunt. "Yuki where are you goin," Frey shouted after me. He followed me out. "Yuki!" I opened the car door without a word to him. I really didn't know why I was going to the hospital to see that damn brat, but I wasn't going to attempt to explain it to this freeloader. He jumped in the car and slammed the door shut just before I hit the gas pedal. I noticed he was tugging at something. His coattail had gotten caught in the door. Well he was just going to have to wait.
On the motor cycle
Hiro's Point Of View
"Hiroshi, please slow down," Ayaka begged. She looked scared. "Don't worry babe, I know what I'm doing," I assured her. I hoped it didn't sound too macho. She hugged me tighter. "Have you got your helmet on," I asked her. "Yeah I do," she answered. "Is it on right?" "Yeah, I think so," I felt her let go and check her helmet. "Then you'll be just fine."A car pulled out in front of me. "Jeeze pops the speed limit isn't twenty!" He was going to slow. I couldn't wait for this. I knew it was a no passing zone, but Shuichi needed me. "Hold on tight Ayaka." "What are you planning to do?" "You'll see." "I love you!" "I love you too. But what made you say that out of no where?" "Just in case." I slid past the old man. I looked back and smiled at Ayaka. She went white and screamed. I turned just before I ran into the black car. I heard Ayaka yell my name. Then everything went numb. Was Ayaka okay? I wanted to be with her. I couldn't move. I couldn't feel anything. I did feel a trickle of liquid down my cheek. It was blood. "Hiroshi," Ayaka shouted. She grabbed my hand. That meant she was okay. Slowly things were going black. "What are you grinning for you…" was all I could hear Ayaka say. Then everything went away.