The Ghost of Kitazawa Yuki

Vignettes on Kitazawa Yuki


Disclaimer: Gravitation is not, by any stretch, a work that I own or have any part in. It is the brainchild of Murakami Maki, as are the characters which these vignettes focus on. These works are merely part speculation, part imagination on my part and are not to be taken as a true back-story for any of the characters (except, perhaps, for parts where the manga might be directly referenced). Nor are they, for that matter, meant to be taken as true representations of the characters; these are my interpretations based on the actions of the manga and anime series.


T W O : C A N C E R S T I C K S

Kitazawa exhaled, watching the way the wispy, grey tendrils of smoke slowly dissipated into an equally grey sky. They intermingled with the steady stream wafting from his lit cigarette before their brief life was over. There was something, Kitazawa thought, fascinating about the ephemeral. Life and death; here today, gone tomorrow. He grinned.

Sitting on the desk before him were a pair of reading glasses. They weren't his, though. He wouldn't be caught dead in a pair of glasses; he didn't feel they suited him. No, he smiled as he thought of his pupil; this pair belonged to Eiri-kun. The poor kid hadn't even noticed when he stole them out of his jacket pocket, looking for an excuse to randomly visit the kid.

Or, he thought wickedly, to have the kid come seek him out. Eiri-kun was undeniably the pretty boy type that just begged to be tainted. He exhaled again and chuckled, he would be the one to deflower his dear Eiri-kun, to watch him become a man. To watch that angelic innocence fall away, as if it were a discarded robe.

And what, Kitazawa wondered, lay underneath? One could never tell. After all, it was sometimes the quiet ones, the seemingly innocent, which surprised more than anyone else. Kitazawa found himself looking forward to this resolution, looking forward to the moment that he would unveil, that he would release, all of the darkness hidden within the boy.

Because what else can the broken, the dirty, lowest-of-the-low, do but break others in turn? And oh, did he enjoy every aching moment of it. Every moment of the cycle that was him and the city slums. There wasn't a masochist alive who wouldn't revel in the sheer destruction of it, and Kitazawa was hardly an exception.


Author's Note: Despite my seeming obsession, though I wouldn't quite call it an obsession, with the character Kitazawa Yuki, I by no means consider him a character with very many redeeming qualities. Count on more vignettes presenting him from a less-than-favorable perspective. I think the only time that Kitazawa would possibly deviate from that would be in interaction with Yoshiki. I somehow see him as the type to completely do a one-eighty for his little brother, possibly because of Yoshiki's own testimony of his memories of his brother in the manga. Yoshiki proves several times that he is both a perceptive and insightful person, I don't believe that he was young enough when his brother died that he wouldn't have noticed if his brother was faking around him.

Unfortunately, I don't think he shares such feelings for Eiri. With Eiri I rather imagine Kitazawa a wolf in sheep's skin.