Aah, gomen! comes running and hands over papers It took such a long time but now I'm finally done with chap 2!! I hope you will like it. I brought in Ryuichi in the mess too, of course I couldn't leave my fav chara "outside in the rain." smiles
I think I have all the charas here except for a few. Ayaka-chan is not here, for example, I didn't think that far. But anyway, no fluff or anything in this chappie, just sadness and anger, mixed with idiotic charas ideas. (I don't like my own version of K...)
Please review, much ideas comes from that. And if you find any spelling faults here, point them out with care. I have a lousy compy that doesn't have a working spellingcheck, so this may be a little weird. (I think I got some timeline wrong here too. I don't really remember when Yuki is crying in the anime. Is it after of before Shuichi is attacked?) Oo; I think I'm just going to drop the idea of this being exactly after ep. 7. Let's say this takes place after the part where Yuki announces his relationship with Shuichi to the press.
Also, if you have any ideas on a continuation, you are free to add them. I am writing on chapter 3 now, but I got a minor writers block and it is very irritating.
So, again, C&C and reviews are much welcome.
Chapter 2Yuki was zooning out in front of his computer.
After he had flung the meaning of his of his thoughts in the face of his brother-in-law, he had gone straight home. He intended to get more writing done.
But his mind was blank from the absense of idéas. He had no inspiration at all. It was... so silent... almost too silent...
He looked over to the small couch in his writing room. It was empty, he noticed curiously. Then, memories came flooding back to him and he stared hazily at the furniture.
Shuichi used to lie sprawled out on it, whining about Yuki being boring.
'Could it possibly be...?' he thought for himself, '... that I miss him? That he is cause of my inspiration?' Angrily, he shaked his head and then rested his face in the palms of his hands.
Without removing his hands from his face he let tears wet his fingers. For the second time since he met Shuichi he was crying. Not yet moving his hands away, he sobbed into the depressing silence of the room.
Hiro walked, silently frowning, alongside Tohma through the hospital entrance. The first person they saw, barking at them, was a hysterical Sakano-san. His face was a show of total distress and anger, mixed with his usual nervousness.
"President-sama!" he yelled at the sight of Tohma. "I'm so sorry that this happened,"
almost shrieked. "Please don't blame the band and withdraw your support and your..." he stopped in midsentence, shaking in fear, as Tohma put up his hands in an attempt to stop the producer's ongoing fast talking.
"Sakano-san! I have no intention of doing that," he sid in a calm voice. "However..." he then added, when seeing Sakano's relieved face. "That doesn't mean I'm going to let you off the hook so easily."
Sakano's smile faded and he slowly sank to the floor. Hiro shook his head and walked past the melted producer aiming for the elevator. Tohma followed him with a amused smile down at Sakano. As the doors closed, they could still hear Sakano's drifted of blabbering.
"I wouldn't be surprised if the hospital personal found it fitting to put Sakano-san on intensive care too," Tohma said, chuckling. Hiro tried to ignore him as a vein popped on his head. Instead, he managed to focus his attention on an interesting dot on the wall.
The intensive care floor
"Seguchi-san?!" a surprised voice, belonging to Fujisaki, called out. The young keyboardist came running towards them. Tohma stepped out of the elevator as his cousin stopped before them.
"Fujisaki-kun, it's good that you are here. K too?" Tohma looked over Fujisaki's shoulder at the manager who was still wielding his gun. Several nurses gave K nervous glances because of that.
"President! How good of you to come," K said and flashed his 'I'm-so-cool-and-great-PEACE!' – smile.
Tohma ignored the crazy american and instead he turned to a doctor that emerged from a side corridor.
"Excuse me, where is Shuichi Shindou? The boy who came in with a blood-loss today?" he asked politely.
The doctor pointed down the hall.
"Oh, he is in room 458. You walk straight down here and then you turn to the first left corridor. It's the fourth door on your right," he turned back to Tohma again. "But I'm afraid that you can't talk to him. We still haven't been able to wake him. He seems to be in a comatose." The doctor continued his walk into another corridor.
Hiro stared after the doctor. 'A comatose?? That couldn't be right! Not Shuichi... that just wasn't Shuichi... It couldn't be!'
Tohma nodded and started walking down to room 458, everybody following him.
As they opened the door a girl with a brown pigtail was on her way out. She looked like she just had beeng crying.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" she excused herself when she bumped into Tohma's surprised form. She then looked at them all, wondering. "Are you all here to see Nii-san? Ah, Hiro-kun!" she forced a smile to the longhaired guitarist.
"Maiko-chan. Yes, we are here for Shuichi. Are you alright?" Hiro said, looking at her serioulsy.
"Yes, I'm ok.. It's just that.." she sobbed a little. "I just hope that he gets well. Well, I'll see you later. I'm going to get something to eat," she dried here eyes and walked away. After she'd disappeared they went inside room 458. As it was a single room, there was only one bed by the window. Shuichi's lifeless form lay there and the expression on his face was a bit pained, as if he had a nightmare.
"Shuichi..." Hiro stared at his best friend with a devastated face. Heavilly, he sat down on a chair by the wall opposite the bed. It felt so unnatural to be in the same room as a Shuichi that wasn't singing, being happy or irritating everybody with his overenergic personality.
Even K didn't for once didn't say anything disturbing.
"Shindou-kun... why?" Fujisaki said silently with a worried voice.
"Maybe.. I was wrong. But Eiri-san wont do well with you," Everybody turned to stare at Tohma who now was speaking. "I hope that you get better soon," the Nittle Grasper Keyboardist said to the pinkhaired singer as if he could hear him. "But when you wake, I will not allow..."
"You mean, IF he'll awake," A new voice interruppted.
"Tatshua-kun!" called out when seeing the person just entering the room. "What are you doing here?"
"Why, to visit Shuichi-kun, of course! What did you expect?!" Tatshua said, offended.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Hey, no hard feelings," Tatshua smiled. "It's no big deal actually, I care about Shuichi-kun... eh?"
"Shuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiichiiiiiiiiiiii!!!" A high squeal was heard as a mass of green and black stormed past everyone to stop at Shuichi's bed. Tohma gasped surprised at the sight.
"Ryuichi-kun!?"
Sakuma Ryuichi had put on a puppy-face and was now staring down at his "best friend", (Well, not counting in Kumaguro here. ), with worried eyes.
Fujisaki gave Tatshua a glare and the monk vissled into the air. All of a sudden, Noriko came into the room, huffing from a running.
"Sorry, I couldn't stop him," she said, supporting herself on the doorframe. "Eh... Tohma? Are YOU here?" she suddenly had got the sight of the Nittle Grasper member.
The blonde blinked, looking at Noriko.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He asked, wondering.
"Eh, well, there is a commotion down at the studio, I thougth you were there to sort it out," she said, looking serious.
"A commotion? I didn't know that. What is happening?" Tohma said, surprised.
"Somehow, this has leaked to the press, and there is a load of journalists and fans, literally attacking the building. I managed to sneak away from it. They are probably visiting Yuki-san too."
Tohma twitched at that.
"Eiri-san..." was the last words they all heard before Tohma was gone out the door in a hurry.
"There he goes..." Tatshua said with a smirk. "I just wonder what will make my brother most irritated, Seguchi or the press..." he chuckled into his hand.
Suguru stared at him.
"You... can't be serious...? This is not a time to be LAUGHING!!" he yelled and hit Tatshua in the head with a book.
The blackhaired monk stopped abruptly and sweatdropped.
"Sorry..." he looked over at the comatose patient. "I just hope that he will get well soon..."
"Yes... this is highly unnatural... it gives me the creeps," K said and recieved an angry glare from Noriko. Hiro just sat and stared at the floor, not saying anything.
"Shuuichiii... get better, na no da!" Ryuichi exclaimed and hugged Kumaguro tightly before placing the fluffy pink bunny in the pinkhaired singers immobile arms. "Kumaguro will stay with you. Make you all better, na no daa!" He simply said and then he turned and walked away. Hiro watched him go out of the room with amazed eyes. He then rose to his feet and followed Ryuichi's example, ignoring the others who were now all looking at Shuichi and silently speaking to each other.
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So, what do you think? I added some humor in this, maybe not a very good idea... and I actually don't think that this chapter is so interesting... it doesn't happen anything!! Oo The first one was much better.
Thank you all who reviewed on the first chapter!! It helped a lot! waves
Anyway, I think that next chappie will contain fluff. grins I'm not sure.. or maybe the chappie after that.
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Tatshua: Why'd you make Ryuichi go away so fast?! I couldn't find him again! Oh, I wish I was sick so Ryuichi would visit me... whines
Viriel: Oh, shut up. You can't just keep him to yourself. Besides, I'll let Ryu-chan do what he wants. This is NOT a Tatshua x Ryuichi fic. I'm not exposing poor Ryu-chan to such a horrible thing.
Tatshua: takes out Viriel voodoo-doll Grr... Take this! stabs the doll with a needle
Viriel: Huh? stares You've got to be kidding. What are you supposed to accomplish?
Tatshua: pale face It... doesn't.. work? Aaaah, you are Yuki in disguise! runs away
Viriel: sweatdrop And...? Oh, well... picks up pen and paper Alrighty, back to the writing.
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