Nightmare Melodies | By : Zemia Category: Gravitation > General Views: 1260 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Time for school, Suguru!” the voice echoed throughout the house.
Suguru turned over, placed the pillow over his head and pretended to still be asleep. Any minute now, the pounding would start. On schedule, first the knocking, then the banging, began on his door. “Suguru! Suguru! Get up!’
The door opened and in stepped his mother, primly dressed, who went immediately to the bed and smacked at the covers. “You’re going to be late.”
“Fine.” Suguru muttered, pulling away from his mother. “Don’t care.”
“You may not care, but I do. If you’re late for school you’ll spend another week in here! Is that clear, young man!?” Striding to the door, Mrs. Fujisaki turned and glared coolly at her son. “I said, is that clear?”
From under the covers, his voice muttered, “Yes, mother.”
Glaring at him one last time, she swept out of the room, leaving the door open behind her. When he knew she was really gone, or at least gone for the next ten minutes, Suguru got out of bed and headed for the hiding spot in his closet. Digging around, he uncovered a loose floorboard and pulled out a notebook. Shoving it into his pack, he left his bedroom, already fully dressed.
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Leaving the house without eating, Suguru walked halfway to school before he veered off, towards the small forest that was situated behind the school grounds. Hidden within the foliage, there was a small grove that housed a shelter made by two rocks leaning on each other, as well as a stream nearby. Seating himself comfortably, he pulled the notebook out of his pack, and flipped it open to the page he’d scribbled on last.
Glancing at the sheet music lines he’d written himself, his wine-colored eyes scanned the notes, almost all of them residing on the bottom three lines, humming them gently to himself. As he hummed, the melodies emerged as if beckoned from somewhere deep within. In the bright light of day, he continued scribbling out the notes on the page he’d dubbed Nightmare Melodies.
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The school’s clock rung the lunch hour and Suguru jerked his head up to stare at it. Stuffing his book into his pack, he rose and, dusting himself off, bolted for the school. If he was there for lunch, he could not only get some, but they couldn’t legally say he hadn’t gone to school. Sneaking into the cafeteria, he’d managed to snag something that he could save to eat for later. Then he picked out another item to eat there.
While looking around for a seat, a young male teacher, actually the school’s nurse, came up behind him and put a hand to the tangled mess of green hair. “Come with me.” Just three words, though kindly spoken, holding the edge of one not to be denied. Swallowing his fear, and thoroughly blushing, Suguru meekly bowed his head and followed behind.
When they were in the infirmary, Nurse Inichi, a slender and quite attractive twenty-three year old, motioned to a chair for Suguru to sit in. Bowing his head, Suguru lowered himself into the seat, fiddling with the lunch he’d taken from the lunchroom without paying for.
“If you’re worried about not having paid for that,” Nurse Inichi began, motioning to the food, “I’ll take care of it once we’re done.” Even his voice was quiet, low and even. It was meant to soothe as he tended the various hurts that the kids generally accrued on a daily basis.
Nodding slowly, Suguru blushed again, then put the sandwich down before he fiddled it to death. “Yes, sir.”
“Look at me, please, Suguru.”
Suguru jerked his head up, to stare into the warm and amused eyes of the elder man. He’d always been fascinated by them, they were of a rich warm brown, with hints of violet and gold. They had to be contacts, but they were gorgeous nonetheless. Blushing again, he wet his lips and asked, “Sir?”
“Better. I just want to talk to you without having to stare at the crown of your head.” Nurse Inichi joked before seating himself as well. “The principal is concerned that you haven’t been to school. He thinks you’ve become gravely ill, for some strange reason.” Something in his tone alluded to the idea that he had something to do with it. “But I’ve been watching you sneak in at lunchtimes. Is there something wrong, Suguru, that you no longer come to school?”
“I….” Suguru shook his head, unable to know how to explain it. He just knew, somehow, that he didn’t belong here. He didn’t belong anywhere but in front of a keyboard. “I was….”
“If you’re absent much longer, your principal will call home. I’d rather not see you get into trouble, Suguru.” He replied, reaching out and touching the boy’s shoulder.
That simple touch caused Suguru to squirm. It made his body want to do things, but he didn’t know what it wanted. Swallowing past a dry throat, he croaked before clearing it and murmuring, “I hate my mother.”
Releasing his hold, Nurse Inichi pulled out a bottle of water from his small fridge, passing it to the boy. “Well that’s not very nice of you to say. I’m sure she loves you very much.”
“No she doesn’t. She only cares that I’m not as good as Tohma.” Suguru bit out, his cousin’s name being a particularly low growl.
Pausing, the nurse sat back down, frowning in thought. “Tohma .. Seguchi? The keyboardist from Nittle Grasper?”
“That’s right. He’s my cousin, and I’m always being compared to him by my mother.” In a high falsetto, he mimicked, “Make me as proud as Auntie Seguchi!!” Shaking his head in disgust, he muttered, “BLEH.”
“Why do you think she wants you to be like him, instead of who you are?”
The answer, when it came, was almost childish in tone and words. “Because she doesn’t like Suguru.”
Heart aching for the boy, Nurse Inichi took a deep breath. “Well, I like Suguru. And I don’t want to see Suguru getting into trouble, or hurt. So, if you ever need to talk, please, the door’s open. Alright?”
“Alright.” Suguru smiled a bit at him, now quiet and shy.
Nurse Inichi eyed him for another moment before asking, “Promise?”
Nodding, Suguru then beamed at him, as bright a smile as anybody’d ever seen. “I promise.”
“Good. But you should really start going back to school. You’ve missed so much work.” He got up to pull his own lunch out of the fridge.
Snorting, Suguru took that as a sign that he could eat too, and began to unwrap the food. “I know all the work. It’s the English classes I’ve been missing more of.”
“It’s the English classes you need the most!” Nurse Inichi volleyed back, laughing now.
With a shrug, Suguru had promised to get back to it, which was rewarded with another kind smile and gentle words of encouragement. He wasn’t in love, but Suguru knew he really liked this man, a man twelve years his senior. It would not compare with his true love though, a violet-eyed man with the voice like honey on a warm day, who would make his day by patting his head whenever he was caught sneaking peeks into the rehearsals.
Nurse Inichi’s offer would always be there for Suguru. Unfortunately, the man would not be.
A week later, Nurse Inichi had been killed by a drunk driver as he was crossing the street. Three days after that, the entire school attended his funeral. Two days after that, Suguru disappeared from school again.
TBC
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