A/N: Well, we're back! And we changed our username! We figured since we'd be writing stuff together for a long time from here on in, maybe the username better be for the both of us. Even though I don't have the internet at home so the only time I get to see the fully typed out Chapters are after we've written them during lunch or break or whatever, from Kari's print outs or from going on the school computers and accessing So anyway, we are now officially Hikari-kun and Cia-chan! Which is odd considering Cia's older than me! But anyway, that's not important is it?
Oh, and a note to Suanne. We're completely un-offended by you calling us kids! To be honest we never act our age anyway, so we've gotten completely used to it. Like the kids at our school say Anime is for little kids. So they're calling us little kids to, and we've learned to deal with it. If it's the price for something we love, we don't care. It's definitely worth it! So what we're trying to say is that we aren't offended by your comment at all! We figured you were older than us anyway, considering the way you review is far too mature for someone of our own age. And we honestly love reading your reviews because they give us so much to think about! In fact we should be saying thanks to you! Thank you! And we're glad that someone thinks we write well for our age. We were getting worried that our writing style was out of whack before we starting writing this fic, so we owe you lots of thanks!
Okay, we're a bit late with adding this chapter. I've got Cia on the phone right now so I'm just adding everything she wants to say. We were at our mate's eighteenth birthday party yesterday, and we were practically dead by the time we got home. It was around 11pm before I actually got home, and then it was midnight because I quit watching Gravitation to go to sleep, so therefore I didn't get enough time to post up Chapter IX, so I apologise. Hehe. Kari got hyper on air for god's sake! Hey! And on coke! And Cia somehow managed to get hyper on water. We were sitting on our mate's staircase, giving all the balloons names. I named the purple one Ryu, the blue one Tatsuha, the pink one Shuichi and the light green one Yuki. And I named the yellow one K, the pale blue one Hiro and the white one Touma. We were looking for a Suguru balloon, a dark green one. But there wasn't one! –sobs-. –sobs- It was very evil. We think that our mate was conspiring against us and didn't bring a dark green one on purpose!
Anyway, enough about us! We'd like to thank you all for reviewing! Heaven help us we have been writing furiously this week so you wouldn't kill us for not updating fast! Today's chapter was written by Cia on her own. Well, until I gave it to Kari to read over and she changed a few bits and added the ending bit (after the last rulered line). I was trying to think of a good way to write this chapter but I couldn't so I left it to Cia. And we're nearing the end of the fic! Huzzah! But even if you're completely confused by the ending of this chapter, don't worry it will all get explained it due time! So, that's it from us! Hope you enjoy Chapter IX!
Pure as the Snow
Chapter IX
If you had happened to stop outside Bad Luck's recording room in N-G studios that day, and had taken the time to looking, an unfamiliar sight would have met your eyes.
The pink haired, hyper-active Bad Luck vocalist was nowhere in sight – in fact it had been so for more than a week now and everyone from the best friend to the manager was affected. Even Mr Sakano had stopped wailing, and there was an awkward silence hanging in the air.
Hiro shifted uncomfortably and strummed a chord on his guitar, inspiration from a new song coming from nowhere. He opened his mouth, and his voice was deep and enchanting – like he was singing from another world…
"Y-You!"
The light was now taking a form and he could make out the brown hair, those familiar light brown eyes and that mocking smile curled around the lips. A mocking laugh rang out, making Shuichi cover his ears as he tried to block the sound out. He was thrown backwards as a fist connected with his gut.
Yuki Kitazawa smirked at the crumpled form on the blood red snow.
"Heal the snow you fool," a shadow flickered across his face "Heal me,"
As the novelist read back over his work, his eyes fell onto two names, and he froze. How could this have happened? He had vowed never to say his name again – let alone type it unconsciously. And why Shuichi? Pain tore through his heart as he read over his lover's name again and again. A thought struck him. Could this be a clue to where the vocalist was? The inspiration from this story had come out of nowhere, so could this possibly be true? Could Shuichi be trapped in the dream world of his story with Kitazawa?
Yuki shook the thought free from his head; that was ridiculous, he was just tired. He shook his hair out of his eyes and, once again, his fingers flew over the keys of his laptop.
"Heal the snow, heal the snow. You keep saying this but HOW? WHY?". There was another thud as a punch was thrown his way. It clipped the edge of his eye and he stumbled back, clutching his face. A shadow loomed over his hunched form.
"Fool. I've been sending you this dream for months and you STILL haven't figured it out. Now, I bring you here, and all you do is ask 'how' and 'why'. And all this while you act as if YOU suffer. Unless you heal the snow, NO ONE will be free. Not myself, nor can he,"
As the last chord was strummed, Hiro seemed to come out of his trance, and he blushed, embarrassed. Suguru studied the guitarist's face carefully. Something wasn't right – that much was clear. Usually Hiro's singing voice left a lot to be desired but now…
He turned to K, who was stroking his gun thoughtfully. K nodded and they both left the room.
"It's odd,". K nodded again.
"The words he used – what was he singing?"
"They were powerful words," murmured K "almost other worldly… alien, and full of pain,". A look of understanding passed between them and they turned to go back in the studio, when a scream ripped through their minds. Suguru collapsed to his knees, clutching his head in pain whereas K slumped against the wall next to him, his face scrunched up as if in an unimaginable pain. The sound was loud and familiar, and there was a definite pain amongst the noise, indicating extreme suffering. And soon, it died out as if it had never been there. Shaking, Suguru rose to his feet, his hand still clutching his head. Looking to K, they exchanged glances – the identity of the scream could not be denied.
It was Shuichi who cried out.
The snow gathered and piled up into a huge mountain of black snow. It was perfect, pitch black snow like the dead of night, the likes of which no light could banish. People had begun to loose hope in ever being rid of the snow. And one poor soul cried out to be heard from the hell they were in.
Darkness reigned. Day eight was brought to a standstill. Tokyo's time had stopped.
A/N: Wow! I can't believe how well that came together! That's cos I'm a genius! –stands on chair proudly-. –sweatdrops- Okay. Whatever you say Cia. Anyway, Chapter IX is complete! Was that a huge surprise? Did we completely catch you off guard? Who'd have thought it? It was Kitazawa all along! –coughs- Ahem. Well, I had explained the plot to Cia already and who the voice belonged to, so she knew all along what I meant. Therefore, when she wrote it I knew what she was going to write too. I had planned it to be Kitazawa from the start, so there you go. We're so grateful to all your reviews, so if you want to read more you have to review now! We still haven't revealed the true meaning of Shu-chan's dream yet! You can't stop reviewing till the end of the fic! We hoped you liked that one! I liked writing it! Yeah, she didn't do her work in citizenship just so she could write this. –sweatdrops- Not that I usually do any work in citizenship anyway. Anyway, hope that you liked that Chapter! Ja ne and review soon!
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