Happy Valentine's Day! I hope everyone's enjoying a day of sweet, pure love! Welcome back to another round of angst, adrenaline and passion done by yours truly! I just read all of the latest reviews, and to tell you the truth, I'M PRETTY PSYCHED ABOUT THE REST OF 'KAKUMEI'! All of you mean so much to me, because you're a part of this wuundyful masterpiece! Thank you all so much for reading my first Gravitation story!
Here we go with 'Velocity'! Please enjoy!
Theme of 'Velocity': Madonna's 'Isaac', 'I Love New York' and 'Hung Up'
A house that had been filled with the silent dirge of defeat was now a hotbed of fiery activity. The bodies of its inhabitants were filled with the spirit of battle, and they were ready to unleash their newborn spirits upon their enemies. The location of their precious songbird, which was lost in the tide of darkness for perpetuity, was finally right in front of them, and they were ready to lay their lives on the line for him. All of them had spent a thousand years wandering throughout their own thoughts; all of them had spent many years wandering throughout their own worlds...but now...all of them were tied together by the same rope, the same bond of emotion.
All of their eyes were bright, vibrant flames of power. The flames were cut from the hands of valiance, and they were radiant with unbridled potency. Each pair had their own unique flames, but each pair was filled with impenetrable fire. All of them looked as if they had been torn from the same cloth, for their eyes held a light that surpassed the chains of conception. Their facial expressions were tinged by their own personalities, but those were also a part of their newborn union. They had spent a hundred lifetimes in the ocean of sorrow, and they were ready to fall back into a world of pristine light. Their bright star had been stolen from them; it was time to take him back.
Claude K. Winchester, of course, was at the head of the action. He was a priceless friend, and an immaculate leader. The elements of his family life made him into a strong companion, and the aspects of his career brought out his leadership abilities. His eyes were always filled with the benevolence of a chieftain, and his voice never failed to ring with the strength of an eagle cry. He had a calm, nonchalant exterior, but his friends knew the truth...and they knew it well. The manager of Bad Luck was the personification of 'bravery'; he was ready and willing to sacrifice his life for his vocalist, and all of his friends knew it.
All eyes were on him, filled with the light of fire. Adrenaline was streaming through their blood, but somehow they were able to refrain from soaring out of the house. Eiri Yuki, the songbird's prince, possessed an insatiable desire to cut off the dragon's head, but the presence of new friends kept his fire at a silent level. K's voice rang throughout the house and filled all of their hearts, radiant with the courage of a lion's soul.
"All right. Here's the game plan. Eiri, you're out on the first flight to New York. Your brother has volunteered to accompany you, but you need four more companions. Accept only the best; we're about to head straight into heavy battle. Trust me on this. I've been on the force for a very long time, so I'm a very close friend of danger. Our evil dragon wasn't waving a bluff card when she threatened to hold a huge party."
"I'll join him." Hiroshi Nakano announced bravely, his eyes shining with the aura of a battlefield. Evidently he had pulled off his hatred against the novelist, and was ready to befriend him. His love for the songbird was still at a passionate level, but Eiri's conversation with the dragon had proved something; Prince Charming really loved Shuichi Shindou. There wasn't a scrap of doubt around that fact.
The novelist smiled at the valiant guitarist, and remembered how he had comforted him right after the fateful call. He had never shared a connection with Hiroshi; in the past, his interaction with the dedicated musician was extremely low. Eiri had never really communicated with the members of Bad Luck before, but now he felt as if they were a part of his family.
Hiro passed a small smile in return, and then placed all of his attention back on the officer. The gallant Sakuma spoke next, his voice bearing the strength of a lion's roar. He had the potential to be a strong prince himself, for he was serious about the relationships he carried.
"I'm with you guys. All of this has made me realize something; Shuichi means a lot to me. He's my friend, and has been my friend for the longest time. There's no way in hell I'm sitting on the sidelines."
A thunderbolt pierced Eiri's heart, and it caused his eyes to fall right onto the gentle Seguchi. His sudden movement made the softhearted Tohma feel like a student trapped under the paw of an excited teacher.
"Tohma."
"Yes?" Tohma asked softly, his heart pounding against a steel cage. He had never been involved in a high level of adrenaline before, and so he felt like a soldier running off to his last battle. The eyes of his precious Eiri were filled with breathtaking vigilance, and they caused the adrenaline to rise even higher.
"You're with me."
There was no room to argue. Actually, there was no need to argue. Tohma had always been at Eiri's side, and now wasn't the time to back down. Courage filled the Seguchi's eyes and soared from his voice.
"Yes sir!"
"I'll join them, K." Ark said fearlessly, his own eyes shining with a blend of anticipation, excitement and fear. "You'll be in charge of the remaining combatants, friend."
Starlight fell through K's eyes, and a smile bloomed on his face. He was no different from a knight that had just found a legendary blade; alert, selfless and intrepid. His voice could have easily been attached to an excited spectator, for it was filled with a high amount of pride and adrenaline...even though it was as calm as a Spring morning.
"Perfect. We've got the front lines down."
Warm wishes and encouragement usually followed the ultimate battle. The current situation of Eiri's household held no difference to a war movie. The ones that had to sit on the sidelines immediately threw out hopeful inspiration, their voices filled with jubilant faith. The encouragement that moved the front line to tears was the encouragement from Ayaka, even though all sources of inspiration were beautiful.
"All of you...please be careful. I want all of us to come out of this...together. Please take care of one another. I want things to be the way they were meant to be."
Her last statement brought a gasp out of Tohma, for his wife had delivered a similar statement in the past. The other front line soldiers nodded in her direction, their eyes shimmering with appreciation and dedication. Eiri, who was no longer in the spirit of 'Eiri Yuki', gave her a look that allayed her fears. He had the soul of a soldier; a soldier that was ready to regain his beloved treasure. He turned to his soldiers and spoke, his voice radiant with a blend of newborn love, impenetrable bravery and eagerness.
"I know I've never done this before, but I'd like to thank all of you for supporting me. I hope all of you will be able to keep up with me, for I'm not making any pit stops."
Once again, Eiri's voice tone eliminated room for any argument. A soldier didn't argue with a general; it wouldn't have been a smart move. His tone told all of them that he was ready for business, and was ready for anything it held. None of them had the desire to back down, though; they were ready to back him and Shuichi Shindou.
"Tohma, you're in the front. The rest of you are in the back."
Tatsuha Uesugi saluted him, bearing a carefree smile about his roguish features. His eyes twinkled with the sonata of moonlight as he spoke.
"Got you loud and clear, bro."
Before anyone could dart out of the door, K got a hold of the dauntless novelist. His voice was the voice of an excited coach...but it was also the voice of a fearful, anxious father. His eyes were gentle, warm gemstones of endless devotion.
"Eiri!"
The novelist's eyes fell onto the officer, and they were blazes of fierce impatience. The emotions within the officer's eyes didn't fade, though; they were unbreakable beacons of guidance.
"I'll come into contact with you as soon as my group lands. Make sure you answer me. Got it?"
The look within K's eyes sent a thunderbolt of shock through Eiri's body. Claude was no longer just a mere manager; he was a friend...a true family member. He had never cared too much about Eiri in the past, but now he was looking into the novelist's eyes...and his own eyes were filled with the fidelity of a family member. Somewhere along the line, K had become attached to the novelist...and had no desire to lose him.
A smile bloomed in Eiri's heart, but the prince kept up his solid facial expression. He formed a gun with two fingers and pointed them at the officer; that was a sign friends shared amongst themselves during conversations. In this case, it was the signature to a deal...a deal that would lead to true friendship.
"Got it. I'll talk to you soon."
The rush was on.
Eiri Uesugi dashed out of the house at a breathtaking speed, his eyes filled with passionate wildfire. The fire within his newborn soul carried him at a speed that wasn't normally attached to human life, for his speed was astounding. It could have shamed all cheetahs, for it was a speed that came from the depths of immeasurable emotion. His soldiers, who had become close friends in a short amount of time, were right behind him; their movements met his perfectly. It was as if all of them had rehearsed the finale, for their executed movements were flawless. His soldiers were basking in his wildfire; their eyes were filled with deadly valor, and their bodies were heaving with fatal adrenaline. All of them were on the move, and nothing could stop them. Even Tohma, who was normally a gentle soul, was filled with the light of battle; seeing the light of fire within his eyes was like watching a miracle bloom over a horizon.
K's group was no different. The sideline soldiers met the speed of the frontline ones, and they were going to keep up that pace until the flight. The officer and his companions were ready to kick some serious ass; their eyes made that perfectly clear. Both groups would have been perfect for synchronized swimming, for they moved with each other in perfect harmony...and they all shared the same fire.
In mere seconds, all of them were in the garage of Eiri's home. In mere seconds, both groups were in their chosen vehicles. The prince's team was in the Mercedes, which had once been the only love of his life, and the Bentley was the transportation for K's team. Suguru, Tohma and Hiro kept their eyes on their leaders; K and Eiri ignited the operation of the vehicles simultaneously, exchanged glances and revved up their engines.
Those movements alone told their teammates that they were in for the night of their lives.
K whipped out his special pair of black glasses, and then he placed them on his face. The sound of the Mercedes engine filled his ears, and strengthened the heavy flow of excitement. Reiji took Ayaka's hand, Tatsuha took Hiro's...and all of them silently vowed to look after one another in the midst of turbulent chaos. One sentence left the officer's mouth in a fervent whisper, and it was a sentence that burned itself into the hearts of his teammates.
"It's time to get this show on the road."
As if on cue, the Mercedes made its turbulent descent out of the garage and began its fiery ascent to the airport. The power of the Mercedes was breathtaking, but it had never been brought to the surface in the past. Eiri Uesugi was determined to bring out the full potential of his vehicle, regardless of the consequences.
The vehicle sped down the streets at an incomprehensible velocity. The Mercedes was truly a phenomenon, and it had finally the chance to show off its incredible strength. The Bentley pulled out after it in hot pursuit, determined to hold a strong pace with the leader. The driver of the Bentley unsheathed his chosen mode of communication and dialed a number, which horrified two of his teammates (Reiji and Yuuji Nakano)...but he had the ability to multi-task.
"K here! I've got a code '3-2-6' on my hands! Make way for vehicles '21-02' and 'C-290'! I repeat, clear all roads for '21-02' and 'C-290'! There's a '3-2-6' in effect and we need all of the air we can get!"
I know I've been far from you in the past...
...but when I see you again...
...I'm not going to let you go.
I'm going to hold you...caress you...
..and love you until the end of your days.
I love you, Shuichi Shindou.
My heart and soul breath for you, and only you.
I'm going to make sure you learn the truth...at any cost.
I love you...my little Songbird...
In the land of New York, the clock hands struck a time that instilled fear into all of their hearts.
It was forty-five minutes after ten.
Both teams rushed into the Tokyo Airport, fueled by incomprehensible passion. Their eyes were still radiant with immortal power, their hearts were still pounding upon the drums of tension...and their spirits were still screaming with ardent adrenaline. The leader of the alternative team, Claude K. Winchester, immediately contacted the airport's security as soon as they entered the establishment. Having someone with unbridled authority was a plus in dark situations; all of them learned that a long while ago.
Eiri Uesugi barreled his way through thick crowds, followed by his loyal friends. The prince was truly a sovereign upon a young steed; he had the courage, determination and vigilance of an intrepid warrior. Ignoring the complaints of many, he dashed throughout the heavy crowds with his companions...and slammed his hands upon the front desk. The look on the novelist's face frightened the employees, but they were ready to perform the duties that came with their job. A young female approached the novelist, holding an unstable level of serenity.
"Excuse me. How may I help you, sir?"
Eiri opened his mouth, ready to unleash a torrent of furious urgency...but was instantly cut off by his brother.
"Yeah, you can help us. Remember me? I'm the one that booked the flights to New York. Tatsuha Uesugi?"
The words she delivered sent Eiri to his knees.
"I'm sorry sir, but the flight that was supposed to occur in several minutes...has been delayed."
Once again I'm out of time! How aggravating! Yeesh! This has to be the shortest chapter yet! I hope this will tide everyone over until the next addition! Please enjoy the rest of my story! Thank you all so much for reading! Happy Valentine's Day!
Oh, by the way...the line 'I'm going to make sure you learn the truth...at any cost' is a hint towards the future. I'll give you an even better hint; the words 'at any cost' hold great meaning. Stay tuned for the action-packed battle at New York! Happy trails, and happy reading my friends!