Fragmentation

Chapter 2

Moon's Notes: Last chapter was a blast to write. We are really getting into this story and we hope ya'll are too. We're trying to update as fast as possible.

We also want to thank every one who have enjoyed ad supported this story so far and hope you continue to do so.

TBA: Mikie: Thanx for all the complements. And yes, this is the way I act in the real world. Pretty scary huh? Well, as you noticed, chapter 2 is here.

Hunter: Yes sadly that is how he really acts in real life and it is a frightening prospect. Mikie: Read and enjoy! Hunter: Or Die

Munky: Mikie: I'm glad to hear that you like this story, but not only that, you're already very protective over it. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. Hunter: No coment.

Aftermath and Kisses

"You know nothing."

The voice of the strange man ran through his head like a badly broken record.

'What a night' Mikie thought to himself as he stared blankly at his bedroom wall. 'How could he say those things? He doesn't even know me. He's just jealous of my creative talent. That's all. But, why would he say those things. It's like he thought so little of me so fast.'

"You know nothing"

'Grrrrr just thinking of him pisses me off. How could he be so mean?' Mikie thought angrily

"You know nothing"

"AHHH LEAVE ME ALONE!" Mikie shouted

"Shut up Mikie. Just 'cause you flopped on your record deal doesn't mean you have to wake me up at 6:00 in the fuckin' morning! I'm only stayin' the weekend and this is the treatment I get." Growled a voice from the bunk beneath him, Mikie looked down at the bottom bunk seeing his uncle there.

"Oh. Sorry I forgot you were staying for the weekend Hunter." Mikie said in an apologetic tone.

"Idiot." Hunter growls before rolling over and going back to sleep

"Hey Mikie," yelled Gracie from the street below, "Come on, we're gonna be late for our next audition." The excitement was very clear in her voice as she hopped off her mo-ped and started to throw rocks at Mikie's window.

"I'm not in the mood to sing today. Go without me, you'll do just fine." Mikie said as he looked out of his bedroom window. At that split-second of his head being out of the window, Gracie had just enough aim to hit Mikie in the head hard enough to knock some sense into him.

"Now, get you're skinny white ass down here now, or I'm coming up there and it won't be pretty!" Gracie yelled angrily at the now sobbing boy.

A smack is clearly heard followed by some one shouting "I TOLD YOU TO BE QUIET!" followed by more sobbing, whining and some shuffling.

"NO NO NO NONONONO I DON'T WANNA!" Mikie whined as the sounds of shuffling got closer to the door followed by it flinging open and Mikie promptly being thrown out still in his pajamas.

"Here I believe this is yours" Grumbles the man in just his boxers and a tank top, who looked like he hadn't shaved in a week and smelled of cigarettes, booze and sex, before slamming the door shut.

Gracie blinked and then blinked again and then looked at the quivering boy on the cement and then back at the door and then back at Mikie, before shaking her head picking him up and draping him over her mo-ped while thinking 'What the hell was that?'

"So what's your problem today, have you been drinking again?" Gracie asked Mikie with an actual sincerity in her voice. 'Might as well be since he caused us to miss our audition today.' She thought to herself before continuing. "It was just one audition, we have loads more. We're bound to be discovered and make it in the big time." She smiled at him supportively.

"It's not that…well it is but it's not just that. And no I haven't been drinking again." Mikie replied suddenly finding his neon green shoelaces extremely interesting.

"Then what's wrong?" Gracie asked in a concerned voice

"Well Last night, when I was walking through the park, I was looking at that one set of Lyrics; you know the ones I never finish……?" Mikie trailed off as he thought about the previous night

"You know nothing." The word echoed in his ears again and his eyes widened as he shuddered slightly at the thought of the older man's cold voice.

"What?" asked Gracie starting to get really concerned about her friend.

"Well this really scary guy saw it." Mikie whined the man's words kept playing in his head.

"You know nothing."

"What were you peeing in the bushes 'again'?" Gracie asked with a hint of humor in her voice.

"No not that! He saw the Lyrics, and was really mean about them. He said I knew nothing about Darkness and horror." Mikie moaned. "I've never met him and I got the idea that he totally hated me. Now don't you think that's mean?" Mikie said with the slightest hint of irkiness dripping off his every word.

It was raining again as Mikie was heading back home through the light crowd trying to let Gracie's words cheer him up.

(Flashback

"Mikie you shouldn't let it bother you" She said

"But I want him to apologize. To see that he's wrong……" he answered back

"Mikie look at what your Idol Kohaku once said 'those who criticize can't harm those who create, for what they create comes from there heart and soul' so forget about Him." She said with a smile.

"Yeah but how could any one criticize Kohaku ever thing he wrote was sooooo deep and heartfelt and came strait from his soul. And I can't forget about the guy from last night, I could never forget about him." Mikie said meekly

"Why the hell not." She asked getting frustrated.

"Because……………. Because he was just way too cool." Mikie said in a very quiet voice.

Flashback end)

As he walked through the crowd he heard some rabid fan girls cooing and saying "Is that him?"

"Oh my gawd it's him!" Mikie looked over in time to see the white haired man from the park get into a black Lincon Mark IX, or as Mikie thought, a "shiny black car!" 'It's him it's him it's him it's him it's him IT'S HIM!' Mikie' mind shouted as he watched the car getting closer, suddenly without thinking Mikie ran out into the road with his arms spread out wide as he shouted

"STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!"

The Black Lincon came to a screeching halt almost turning over as the driver tried to avoid hitting the stupid idiot in front of him. As the driver got out of his car, glared coldly at Mikie.

"If your going to kill your self by all means be my guest, it's not like anyone would miss you anyway, but you will not try it on my car, you damned brat." The man snarled at Mikie.

'Boy am I in trouble now. Now he probably hates me even more.' Mikie thought to himself warily as his eyes combed the very modernly decorated apartment it was a bit dark and gothic but that suited Mikie just fine.

It was nice and obviously expensive the smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol loomed heavily over the apartment. 'It actually kinda reminds me of my uncle.' Mikie thought with a slight shudder, as he petted the sofa and marveled at how soft the leather was. His marveling was cut short by a towel being abruptly thrown in his face.

"Here, use this to dry yourself off. Just don't touch anything. The couch you're sitting on probably costs more than you do," the strange white-haired man said dryly.

"Huh? Oh, thanks," Mikie said warily as the man standing before him tossed a towel onto his face muffling it just enough so that you could barely hear his last word.

"Why did you hate me so much?" Mikie asked looking at the man across the room from him.

"I hate anyone that try's to jump out in front of my car. My insurance company would not be happy if I had some damned brat spattered all over my windshield. Not to mention that it's a new car and I don't want the likes of you denting it." Said the man bluntly as he stuck a cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

"My name is Mikie and I am not a brat!" Mikie yelled and then sat down blushing and said in a meek voice. "And I meant last night in the park." Mikie whined as he stared at the floor and poked his index fingers together in nervousness and shyness.

"Doesn't ring a bell, I don't recall going to the park or meeting any whiny brats." Grumbled the tall man as he filled a glass full of scotch and tossed in a few ice cubes, took a sip, looked at it for a second before shrugging and tuning back to Mikie.

"But you were there, you read my lyrics and said that I kne-" Mikie's tirade was cut short but the man's cold voice, "Wasn't me."

"What do you mean it wasn't you! How could it not have been you," Mikie said with a hint of frustration in his voice.

"Easy, I could have a twin. Did you ever think of that?" the man said.

"Yeah……….well……….maybe….." Mikie said as his voice trailed off.

"You know nothing; It was the worst thing I've ever read. You have Zero talent."

"Seeeeeeeeeeeee, you were there." Mikie whined as he looked at the man accusingly.

"I lied so what? How could I forget those lyric? They were so horribly written with such lack of any skill at all, they are unfortunately burned into my mind." Said the man as he took another drag of his cigarette and glared at Mikie.

(The next day at Mikie's house.)

"And he insulted my Lyrics even more." Mikie whined to Gracie as he explained the happening of the previous night.

"Well I'd be pissed too if you jumped out in front of my car." Gracie commented trying to make Mikie see it from the Mystery mans point of view. (A hopeless quest might I add.) "Just don't let what he said bother you." Gracie finished off hoping that would be the end of it.

"It doesn't bother me." Mikie said firmly before continuing "I just think he should apologize, I want to make him see that my lyrics aren't trash."

"Yep it bothers him." Mumbles Hunter (Mikie's Uncle if you didn't remember) as he walked into the kitchen and pulled a beer out of the fridge and started collecting snacks.

Gracie grins as an evil thought enters her mind "You've got a crush on this Mystery guy of yours don't you?" She says as she watches Mikie's face go red.

"No I do not I think he a-" Mikie's tirade was cut short by Gracie's hand grabbing his lovingly while saying, "And after all this time I had you all to my self and I would have thought you would have understood how I felt about you." Gracie says in a sad tone 'boy am I glad I took drama class when I was younger' she thought.

"Oh Gracie I never knew you felt that way." Mikie says in an astonished tone of voice.

"Well how could you? You were never into me that way" She says in matter-a-fact, kind of way getting her face real close to his "But you're into him." She finishes in a teasing tone.

Hunter walks into living room and starts flipping channels then stopping on CNN.

(CNN

"We are here with Sessoumaru, or more commonly known by his pen name 'Fluffy' an odd name for a horror writer" Says the reporter as she turns to Sessoumaru

Click Channel changed)

"Hey that was him that's him!" Mikie squealed.

"A horror writer huh, that's why he criticized your lyrics" Gracie observed

"Oh yeah I still need to show him how brilliant my lyrics are." Mikie pronounces with plenty of self righteousness and then pooffed out of the house in a blur.

"Dip-shit," Gracie and Hunter said simultaneously.

Mikie drew in a deep breath as he walked up to the intercom at Sessoumaru's apartment building.

'God, what am I doing here?' Mikie thought to himself as his finger hovered over the button with the name Uesugi written on it.

"What are you doing here?" Sessoumaru's cold voice cuts through Mikie like a sharp knife.

'What the? I didn't hear anyone come out.' Mikie thought to himself.

"Well, you see I……" Mikie trailed off as a frightening yet beautiful woman who appeared to be in her late twenties storms out the door behind the tall pail man.

"Seshie come back wait I'm not done tal…." She stopped mid sentence and looked at Mikie "Who's he?" she asks in a sharp tone, something about her seems to make Mikie uncomfortable.

"Oh him? He's with me." Sessoumaru says smoothly as he walks around Mikie and raps his arms around him. Mikie stiffens up and yells. "HEY WHAT THE HELL DO THINK YOUR DOING?" Sessoumaru smirked evilly and said, "Shhhh shh, its ok baby, there's no need the hide it. He gets so shy about public displays of affection don't you baby?" he asked bringing his mouth right behind Mikie's ear and kissing it lightly before whispering "Play along or you dead."

"Oh I see how it is, you care more about this person that you just met, rather than me." The woman sayed clearly upset

"Yep that about sums it up I can't stand your face." Sessoumaru said clearly not really caring how the woman felt.

"Go to hell." she muttered and turned on her heel to head for the parking lot.

Mikie watcheed as she left, then turned as Sessoumaru let him go "Aren't you going to go after her! She looked really up set."

"She'll live. Why are you here?" Sessoumaru's eyes seem to cut right through Mikie and his voice made him shiver.

"Well I um, I ehhh well you know um… I" Mikie shudders and realized that he wasn't making any sense but under the tall mans harsh glare could you blame him?

"I'm waiting." The man growled threateningly.

Mustering up all his courage Mikie says in a firm voice. "I-I came here to issue you a challenge! You think my lyrics are trash! You didn't even give them a chance, well I have a school concert coming up this weekend and I want you to come and then I'll prove to you that my lyrics aren't trash." (Hunter: and yes he did say all of that in one breath)

"You want me to come to see you sing?" Sessoumaru chuckled amusedly, "Ok why did you really come here? Don't tell me my little critique bothered you that much. Or is it something more?" Sessoumaru's gaze became more intolerable.

"W-what do you mean?" Mikie stuttered

"Don't tell me you're actually in love with me?" He said as he watched Mikie shift uncomfortably before continuing "You damned brat! Look I no interest in crappy poets with silly crushes. And I have absolutely no interest in dating other men." He paused and looked Mikie over before finishing "Or boys in your case." He then turned and headed back into the apartment building.

Mikie stood there for a moment before catching the closing door and chasing after Sessoumaru. "Wait!" he screamed stopping the elevator doors in the nick of time.

He panted as he glared sharply at Sessoumaru before saying "I changed my mind don't come to my concert don't you dare show your stupid face at it you'd probably jinx the whole damned thing. Why are you always degrading my lyrics? It's because you jealous isn't it? If you really hated them you wouldn't keep degrading them and bringing them up! You'd just ignore me, but you don't. Why do you treat me like this? I haven't done any thing to you!"

Sessoumaru glared even more and took a threatening step forward "Why. Why, she always asks me why too. Well here's one why for you. Why do you look at me like that? Why do you keep coming back just like her?" he took another step forward slamming his hands on the wall on either side of Mikie's head he looked deep into Mikie's eyes still scowling before leaning in and pressing his lips to Mikie's, his tongue teasing Mikie's lips.

'Oh god he's kissing me…. Oh god oh god oh god what do I do?' Mikie thought to himself.

Hunter: HAHAHAH Cliffhanger. Suckers! Okay okay so you expected it but HAHAHA SUCKERS!

Mikie: Ignore him, he's on a power trip because your all SUCKERS! No, really, you are. Seriously. You don't believe me? You just waited a month and a half to read a story totally trashing my name, and ruining my two all-time favorite mangas/animes. You guys are very patient. It's scary. Bunny.