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Fragmentation
Chapter 1
Crushed Dreams and Rain.
Moon's Notes: I think that this is starting out really good! Don't you? Well? Any who, still looking for my bunny. tear Please help me find him. Please and Thank you.
This story's been really fun to write so far, and I hope that the people who read this will appreciate the hard work that has gone into slaughtering two of my favorite animes. As well as myself. Yes the sacrifices we make for art. Just so touching.
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"Awwwwwww come on. This is soooooo boring. All you're doing is writing some weird note thingies on that cool paper. Plus, you won't even let me steal a piece from you. I want to make a coaster," Mikie dragged on getting impatient with Gracie's slow and tedious song writing process. Although it didn't help that he was now running off of 11 mountain dews, 3 Cokes, 6 candy bars, 2 jumbo bags of Skittles and was currently sucking on his 35th lollipop. 'I love sugar highs!' he thought to himself as he continued to badger Gracie.
"It's not easy writing a good tune to go with these………you call these lyrics?" Gracie said getting tired of Mikie's complaining and moaning and bitching.
"It's not like I want to write the notes for my guitar and your synthesizer. You're the one who sucks at writing songs." 'Not to mention, it was on pink paper. I seriously think this dude has snapped.' She thought to herself before continuing what she was saying.
"But, I will do what I need to. You do your best, and I'll re-write it and make it sound completely different. It's not your fault that you suck. We all have our talents. Yours just isn't song writing." She said in a careful and quiet tone like talking to a small child, which she had long before confirmed her beliefs that he was. She rolled her eyes as she watched him finish his Lollipop and throw 4 pieces of bubble gum in his mouth and chomp on them contently until what she had said sunk in.
"True..." He said in an off handed sort of way
'3, 2, 1' she counted in her mind and then Mikie shouted
"HEY! That is soooooooooooooooo not true!" He said with a pout as his eyes started to water again. (Have I stated that he likes to cry?)
Gracie rolled her eyes and sighed, "Aww gezz you are the most sensitive guy I've ever met. Not just that, you're a total pussy!" She took a second to calm herself down before continuing. "But really you aren't that good at it, and not to mention these lyrics aren't even finished yet." She explained. "Listen to your lyrics, yeah."
"Pools of blood and empty eyes what I've done is death defy. My heart it pounds so loud as I numbly stumble back out into the crowd. Corpses haunt my every step now's the times that I've learned to regret. Waking up from dreamless sleep into nightmares that I keep, hope of freedom from this curse, like a cure that makes it worse. Their souls I hear so loud wailing to my back from the crowd. Years go by and still I cry, waking up from dreamless sleep into the nightmares that I keep. Crows feed on bodies so dead as I stair across oceans they've bled" she read out loud and then turned to Mikie.
"Corpses haunt my every step? Now's the times that I've learned to regret? What the fuck is this shit?" Gracie yelled disapprovingly at the now trembling young boy. 'Although that one part about curses and cures or whatever the fuck it was, was pretty cool. What am I saying? He's totally off his rocker!' The mere thought of agreeing with something that a freak like that would do scared the shit out of Gracie more than anything else. Even bunnies. shudder
"It's just I haven't found anything to inspire me enough yet. I've been looking every where for something to inspire my but: ZIP, ZILCH, NADA!" He explained in a total huff his frustration easily detectable in his voice.
"Get a girlfriend." Gracie suggested 'if you could ever find a girl into a guy like you.' She thought to her self.
"Huh wha-?" Mikie asked with a clueless tone, "You do know that that made no sense whatsoever right? Where could I put 'Get a girlfriend' in those lyrics? "
"A girl… you know breasts, curvy body, no appendage between their legs. Some one like me, but not me, And not for the lyrics for Inspiration! If you get my drift." She said with a mischievous smirk.
"Wha? Appendage?" Mikie said with probably the most blonde expression known to man (or woman) on this planet Earth.
"Are you that dense?" Growled Gracie, the furiousness now very immanent upon her face. "Appendage, you know package, twig and berries, PENIS!"
"Ohhhhhhhh………..HEY! Ewwwwww." said Mikie finally realizing what the hell Gracie was mumbling about for the past half-an hour.
"Now, if we're done with this child's business, we have two songs to finish by the end of the month. Not to mention that we also have that appointment with the school board to see if we can play at the graduation ceremony for the seniors this year," Gracie stated suddenly getting very serious.
"Fine, Just hurry up, I'm already getting bored." Mikie mumbled before shouting out "HAVE YOU SEEN MY BUNNY!"
Gracie shudders and glares at Mikie but says nothing.
After their hit performance for the seniors that year the grounds for Dark Passions was laid and they did more performances around Copperas Cove and then Austin and random other places around Texas mostly at parties and Teen Clubs but Mikie and Gracie were getting a reputation and then two years later came their first real audition for D-R-S Records, one of the largest recording companies in the world. (Oh and Mikie still doesn't have a girlfriend.) But he's looking wink wink
"MIKIE! GET YOUR PANZY ASS OVER HERE!" Gracie shouted at the top of her lungs. 'If it wasn't for the fact that he's one hell ova vocalist and has kinda grown on me over the years I would have left this band long ago.' Gracie thought as she waited for her best friend.
"I'M HEEEERRRRREEEE!" Mikie shouted as he bounced around the corner "TAAADAAA!" He cheered happily as Gracie eyed him with a -What the fuck?- look on her face. He was in a Hat that said "kiss me I'm cute", tight black fishnet long sleeve shirt and a bright pink tank top over it that said "Love, Peace, and Skittles." Tight black leather pants with a few random rips in them showing off pink stockings underneath and last but not least 5 inch buckle-up platform boots. And to top it off, his hair was dyed electric blue.
"Do you really plan on wearing that to our audition?" she asked looking him up and down with wide eyes. 'Yep he's finally snapped. And could he have chosen anything gayer?' Gracie thought to her as she shook her head in disapproval.
"What? I like this. I think it's stylish." Mikie pouted as his eyes start to water as he looks cutely at Gracie.
"That's the problem" she muttered
"What is?" Mikie asked cluelessly his eyes watering even more.
"You tried to think. That's the problem." Gracie said as she watches him go into hysterics.
"THAT'S NOT TRUE, THAT'S NOT TRUE, THAT'S NOT TRUE, THAT'S NOT TRUE, THAT'S NOT TRUE, THAT'S NOT TRUUUUUUUEEEEEEE!" Mikie whined loudly
"-Sigh- What ever. You know I can't stay mad at you. You look fine." Gracie mumbled and rolled her eyes as she motioned Mikie to follow her to the waiting Taxi.
"YAY!" Mikie squeaked as he bounced off after his best friend.
"I can't believe we got asked to audition for Miroku lead keyboardist of Blue Iris and President of D-R-S Records and his Manger Myoga who I hear can sniff talent out from a mile away! THIS ISSS SOOOOOOOOO COOOOOOL! Not to mention Miroku once played with my baby Kohaku 'The members of Blue Iris are like gods to me. They're the reason I started singing in the first place. The way Kohaku gently sings those power ballads and yells his ass off every time he sings is just……..INSPIRATIONAL!' YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mikie yelled after psyching himself up for the audition. Mikie continued to gush the about how awesome Blue Iris and this whole thing was the whole way to the auditorium of D-R-S Records in Austin much to Gracie's dismay.
"CLAP CLAP CLAP" a vary small man with a beak clapped as loudly as he could
"What do you think Mr. Miroku?" the flee asked as he applauded at Dark Passions performance
"Not interested." Was all Miroku said as he stood up and calmly walked out of the Auditorium.
Mikie looked totally crushed Gracie looked pissed. The flee bounced onto the stage and said "For what it's worth I think you did great you have a lot of potential, I'll talk to Mr. Miroku ok?"
"Really? You'll really do that for us?" Mikie sniffed looking at the flee on his shoulder
"Yep and that's the word of Myoga, talent expert!" Joked the flee as he bounced away after Miroku.
Mikie looked at Gracie "We blew it didn't we?" he asked sadly.
"It'll be ok, he said he'd talk to Miroku didn't he? Cheer up." She smiled at the small young man next to her. 'wow he's really crushed, although I was sure we were going to make it too.' Gracie thought to herself.
"I guess……." Mikie trailed off as he walked out side and to the taxi. The ride home was very quiet and the taxi dropped them off at Gracie's home.
"Why didn't you take it all the way home?" Gracie asked as she looked at her friend.
"I want to walk from here. Good night." Mikie mumbled as he started to sulk off toward the park.
He sat down on one of the benches and he pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket and read over the one set of lyrics that he never finished even after 2 years. (Pathetic I know)
"What a nightmare." Mikie whispered under his breath. Almost as if going into a trance, he stared off into the night sky going over every little detail of what had happened over the past few hour. Without even realizing it, the wind caught the piece of paper in his hand and send it flying.
"Hey!" he yelled after it and started to give chaise till it flew up to a stranger with long flowing white hair, two slash like tattoo's on either cheek, a crescent moon-like birthmark on his forehead, piercing yellow eyes that would send chills down even the grim reaper's back, a cigarette stuck in his mouth, a black business suit, and to top it off, a black trench coat with one white button.
"Did you write this?" he mumbled in a cold voice as his icy stare seemed to cut right threw Mikie.
"Y-yes I did." Mikie stuttered as he answered the beautiful yet frightening man in font of him.
"Humph, you call this dark or horrifying? You know nothing." The man said as he walked by Mikie throwing the paper over his shoulder as he passed letting it float off in the wind.
Mikie shuddered as the man passed him he felt he felt his eyes tear up as he turned around and watched the figure start disappear into the foggy darkness of the night.
"Y-YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BE SO MEAN!" Mikie shouted at the last remnants of the figure disappeared into the night as Mikie slid down onto his knees and broke out sobbing.
"This day can't get any worse." Mikie sobbed feeling utterly horrible until he heard thunder rip through the sky he look up as the heavens let loose and rain poured down onto him. He chuckled humorlessly and muttered "I stand corrected."
Moon's notes: I hope you liked this chapter. We really enjoyed writing it. Don't you want to know what happens to Mikie? We might just surprise you.