Hi, sorry about my first chapter i'm aware there are a lot of mistakes. I apologise for any mistakes made in this one heh im kinda new at this. Well the song used in this chapter is a real gravitation song called fake star if any one want's to know, anyway here it is please review
A long hour had past, Shuichi sat up slowly, supporting himself with his shaking hands. His unruly hair was dripping with rain, and stuck flatly onto his cold face. Ryuichi was sitting comfortably in a cosy looking chair that was sat next to the fire. In his hand he held a mug of hot cappuccino, Shuichi could tell because of the frothy layer of cream that topped the sweet smelling beverage. "You slept well, must be all that excitement getting to you"
Ryuichi rose up slowly, letting a silky furred black cat leap from his lap. He smiled softly, and handed Shuichi a thick block of dark chocolate. "Here eat this, you will feel much better"
Shuichi bit hungrily into the chocolate, it melted in his mouth to a sweet liquid that felt warm and comforting. "Thanks Rio"
Shuichi whispered.
" Sorry about the place, he he " mumbled Ryuichi
nervously. "I haven't used it since Nittle Grasper first formed, back then we didn't tidy up much"
Shuichi examined the room, fascinated by the history and talent that still breathes life in the depths of the musty room. An old magazine was spread open next to the bedside. A fading line that was drawn on to it by a thick blue pen circled an old picture of Ryuichi, it looked as if it was his first magazine appearance. Shuichi looked up at a crooked old calendar that was hung up by a rusted nail. The date still read December 1997, and showed a rather revealing picture of a muscular man posing in tight leather Speedos and a Santa hat. Shuichi felt his cheeks flare with red; he hoped Ryuichi hadn't caught him looking. But what confused Shuichi most was why someone like Ryuichi had them pictures.
After scanning the room with entranced eyes, Shuichi was compelled to search through all the notebooks, drafts and old pictures that inspired the amazing Nittle Grasper. As time flashed by, he suddenly realised that Ryuichi was nowhere to be seen. The whole day had been such a revelation for Shuichi. Looking back on memories of Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck had made him even more determined to create a band that would surpass both put together, he was just not sure how to do it. Something was missing; something important.
Suddenly, a loud howl of laughter was heard coming from a near by bedroom. Shuichi's ears pricked up, and flickered like those of a frightened dog. At that, Ryuichi came stumbling clumsily into the door, tripping over his oversized bunny suit. The costumes long pink ears flopped violently as he fell to the floor with laughter.
"What's so funny Ryuichi?" Questioned Shuichi who had now caught the contagious giggle.
"I found loads of old costumes, there really cool he he we've gotta try some on" Laughed Ryuichi as he dragged Shuichi by the arm.
Shuichi smiled, as he ran his fingers through every costume in the wardrobe. Ryuichi was now wearing his stage clothes, a pair of tight black jeans and an open leather jacket that revealed his toned chest.
"Wow can I wear these?" asked Shuichi as his eyes sparkled at a pair of tight, studded PVC shorts. Ryuichi smiled in approval, it had been a while since Shuichi had dressed in sexy clothes, and now was as good a time as any.
The time all seemed to creep away from them. Minuets turned to hours as each costume was tried on and flung to the cluttered floor with the rest. Ryuichi was not usually one to drink, but seemed in an usually flirtatious mood that scared Shuichi and even Ryuichi himself. After having a pillow fight, sharing a story or two and a dress up party so big it would put a nine-year-old girl sleepover to shame, the pair sat down to rest.
" You seem different today Ryuichi, is something the matter?" Shuichi asked seriously.
" Huh! You bet I'm ok, I'm on top of the world" screamed Ryuichi as he waved his hands in the air, Shuichi had now lost the buzz and was intent on getting a good nights sleep. But he though Ryuichi had other ideas.
Ryuichi's head drooped sleepily towards Shuichi lap, It was now plainly obvious that Ryuichi was drunk and had no sense of balance. Shuichi was not one to pull him away. After his past relationship had hit him hard, he was ready to move on, but Ryuichi's easy going attitude was not what he was looking for. Although he didn't like to admit it, Shuichi had a real interest in men who are the complete opposite to him, mainly resulting in confusion and a broken heart.
Aloud thumping beat blasted out from the giant surround sound stereo system, catching Shuichi completely off guard. The pair giggled as the neighboured rocked in their beds and banged loudly against the walls. Shuichi recognized the tune well, his personal favourite 'Fake star'. He watched amazed as at that split second Ryuichi had almost left his body and the green haired super star emerged. His eyes twinkled, as if reflecting a silver spotlight, and his body struck out in a sex god pose. As he began to sing, Shuichi became mesmerized back to a time not long ago.
The music dug into his brain, until it dug up fond memories from the first time of hearing Ryuichi sing. Shuichi remembered it was the first time staying round Hiro's, he couldn't quite recall his age, but he knew his hair was brown and held up with a band in messy pile on his head.
Shuichi had a boring and depressing life, with no friends apart from Hiro all he wanted was a dream to keep him occupied. The T.V was silenced with the remote before the usual music videos were played, suddenly Shuichi stopped as he saw the most amazing looking guy he had ever seen. Tall with a magnificent voice and lyrics that grabbed Shuichi up and threw him against the wall. The very essence of cool, Ryuichi Sakuma.
kurutta toki no naka kizudarake no fake star
itsuka wa deaeru sa omae dake no only star
Ah True Rose sono ude no naka de nemurasete yeah
In the moment of madness A wounded fake star
You'll certainly meet your only star one day
Ah True Rose In these Hands Let them sleep yeah
"Shuichi!... Shuichi" A faint voice called.
"Yes Hiro?" called Shuichi after being awoken from his trance.
"Shuichi, you must have really dozed off it's me Ryuichi, you haven't seen Hiro in three years.
Shuichi's head tilted down towards his lap. His eyes strained to cry as the news cut through him and broke into his heart as the good times all came out in the form of burning tears.
"Hiro... I need you".