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Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
50
Views:
4,263
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
17. Sai'ai
Kin no Shuichi
Written by: Chochowilliams
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Summary: Shuichi and Eiri are working things out after a mistake on both of their parts nearly ended their five-year relationship. But what about Bad Luck? What does the future hold for them?
Chapter Summary: While Shuichi is fawning over his cologne bottles, Hiro and Suguru wait impatiently for him at the studio.
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
Insert: descriptions of Shuichi taken from the manga
A/N: Thank you to sutina zion, sun‘s and stars, fahaar, lilgurlanima, Acherona, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, for your reviews. I always love hearing from you guys.
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Chapter 17: Sai’ai (1)
Le Printemps
Gooey, mushy, cooing noises sounded from the shop. “Oh, Hide!”
“So, what you think?” Hideyuki Asotake questioned cautiously. If Shuichi despised them, he would just die.
“Absolutely perfect!”
“So you approve?”
“Oh, definitely.”
“Oh! Thank God,” Hide exclaimed in relief. His hand flew to his heart. “I was so worried you’d hate them.”
“No. No. I love them! They are so cute! Look! Look! Don’t you think they’re cute?”
“But of course,” Hide agreed whole-heartedly. “They are little Shuichi’s after all. How can you not?”
Shuichi giggled.
“So, as we discussed, there will be three different scents and each will come with a different limited edition collectible doll topper.”
“Right.”
“The black raspberry vanilla will come with this one.”
Hideyuki picked up the three-inch porcelain doll that was to rest atop the actual bottle of cologne. This particular one had purple hair and vivid eyes of the same color. In his hand was a cordless microphone. White shorts with a wide black belt cinched around his waist, a black sleeveless crop top, white sleeveless trench coat fluttering behind him in some mysterious gust of wind and white fingerless gloves that stretched to above the elbows completed the look (2).
Shuichi hummed as he studied the miniature statuette. “’Temptation’.”
Hideyuki blinked. “What was that?”
“For the name.”
“Oh!” Hide flushed. “Well, it’s perfect.”
“Yeah?”
“Absolutely. Now, this one-“
“With the coconut, right?” Shuichi guessed.
“Yes.”
Hideyuki set the statuette he was holding back down on the table as Shuichi picked up the doll topper of him that came with short, choppy, bright pink hair and large lavender eyes. A microphone stand was thrust out with the right hand. His movements were frozen in mid-movement, much like the other two statuettes. What appeared to be tight, black vinyl pants slung almost indecently low on his hips and matching belt, a red sleeveless shirt not much longer than the black belly baring one from the first doll and a black trench coat covered with white embroidery completed the look (3).
“What do you think of ‘Innocence‘?”
“Fits perfectly.”
Shuichi nodded in agreement.
“The final one will go with the baby powder scent,” Hideyuki indicated the third statuette topper.
The final statuette was of Shuichi with shoulder length black hair, just as he had it when Bad Luck first stepped onto the scene. Sitting on his head were a pair of women’s fashion sunglasses that looked as if they would hide his entire face. Large round eyes were the color of raven’s feathers. Worn and faded blue jeans with the fly undone sat low on his hips. There was a rather large tear in the left thigh near the groin. Another belly sleeveless crop top, this time white, underneath an oversized white button up shirt (presumably Eiri’s) and black fingerless gloves completed the outfit. Instead of a microphone, a synth guitar was balanced on his shoulders behind his head (4).
Shuichi was not too sure Eiri would approve of this particular doll topper. It might just be a little too sexy. Nevertheless, he liked it. It was not as if you could actually see anything. The statuettes were unisex, like Barbie dolls. “Hide you are the best!”
Hideyuki blushed at the compliment. “Thank you, Shuichi. I’m glad you like them. We tried to copy as best we could some of your more popular posters.”
“Well, they are perfect.”
Shuichi picked up the other two little statuettes toppers. He ran his thumbs over their smooth surfaces. He had to admit it was unnerving to be staring at a three-inch version of himself. Odd. Embarrassing. Humbling. But the mini-hims were so cute.
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NG Productions Rehearsal Studio
With his arms crossed over his chest, Suguru glanced impatiently at the clock. He sighed out his growing annoyance. Standing behind his array of synthesizers, the musical arranger for Bad Luck tapped his foot.
“He’ll be here,” Hiro assured his fellow band mate calmly.
“He was supposed to be here two hours ago!”
“This’s Shuichi we’re talking about,” Hiro reminded him. Shuichi was rarely on time. Today was no different from any other day. “Besides,” he added, “he had a meeting this morning.”
“What?” Suguru exploded. “What meeting? Why didn’t I know about this?”
“You didn’t?” Hiro questioned. That was surprising. “Mr. K and Mr. Sakano did.”
“What? Unbelievable. I don’t believe this.”
“Where are you going?’ Hiro called after the younger man as he started for the door.
“To see my cousin,” Suguru replied. He halted with a hand on the doorknob and snapped a finger at Hiro. “You!”
“Hm?”
“Call Shuichi and get his ass here.”
Hiro cocked an eyebrow. “And how do I do that?”
“I don’t know! Think of a way.” Suguru threw his hands in the air. “Just. Get. Him. Him. Here.”
Hiro winced as the door slammed behind Suguru. He sighed heavily. Drama. It never failed to intrude. It certainly made things livelier around here. You could never accuse NG Pro of being boring. It did get tedious, though.
Setting his acoustic guitar aside, he grabbed his cellphone and turning it back on, called Shuichi. He held the phone away from him as Shuichi’s screech called over the line. “…Shu…Shuichi…”
He sighed as his best friend babbled on without seeming to need to take a breath. Not that it was anything new. Therefore, he waited for his chance as his friend gushed on about his cologne. Then it came. Someone who had not known Shuichi his entire life would not have noticed the slight pause and thus would have missed his chance. Hiro caught it and latched onto it eagerly.
“I’m glad your perfume-“ Hiro rolled his eyes. “Yeah. Yeah. Cologne,” he corrected. “I’m glad it’s going so well, but when are you coming in? … What do you mean where? The studio! We are in the middle of putting together a CD you know, which, I might add, is behind schedule,” he added, raising his voice so he could heard over Shuichi. Hiro sighed. “…Fine. Just…Get here soon before Fujisaki has an aneurysm…Yeah. See ya.” Hiro flipped his cellphone shut, effectively ending the call.
He was not exaggerating when he said their new album was behind schedule and not by a mere couple of days, week or even months. More like a couple of years. It just seemed to be one thing after another with Bad Luck’s fearless leader. If things did not change and soon, Hiro feared for the future of the band.
---TBC---
1. “sai’ai”: “most cherished”
2. Look from the cover of the second volume of the manga
3. Cover from manga volume 11
4. Manga volume 4, track 13 (not sure if this Shuichi or not, but for the sake of this chapter it is).
Preview: “Annani issho data noni”
A/N: And it starts. There is some bad blood starting to brew between the members of Bad Luck. I wonder if they can work things out before it is too late.
Written by: Chochowilliams
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Summary: Shuichi and Eiri are working things out after a mistake on both of their parts nearly ended their five-year relationship. But what about Bad Luck? What does the future hold for them?
Chapter Summary: While Shuichi is fawning over his cologne bottles, Hiro and Suguru wait impatiently for him at the studio.
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
Insert: descriptions of Shuichi taken from the manga
A/N: Thank you to sutina zion, sun‘s and stars, fahaar, lilgurlanima, Acherona, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, for your reviews. I always love hearing from you guys.
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Chapter 17: Sai’ai (1)
Le Printemps
Gooey, mushy, cooing noises sounded from the shop. “Oh, Hide!”
“So, what you think?” Hideyuki Asotake questioned cautiously. If Shuichi despised them, he would just die.
“Absolutely perfect!”
“So you approve?”
“Oh, definitely.”
“Oh! Thank God,” Hide exclaimed in relief. His hand flew to his heart. “I was so worried you’d hate them.”
“No. No. I love them! They are so cute! Look! Look! Don’t you think they’re cute?”
“But of course,” Hide agreed whole-heartedly. “They are little Shuichi’s after all. How can you not?”
Shuichi giggled.
“So, as we discussed, there will be three different scents and each will come with a different limited edition collectible doll topper.”
“Right.”
“The black raspberry vanilla will come with this one.”
Hideyuki picked up the three-inch porcelain doll that was to rest atop the actual bottle of cologne. This particular one had purple hair and vivid eyes of the same color. In his hand was a cordless microphone. White shorts with a wide black belt cinched around his waist, a black sleeveless crop top, white sleeveless trench coat fluttering behind him in some mysterious gust of wind and white fingerless gloves that stretched to above the elbows completed the look (2).
Shuichi hummed as he studied the miniature statuette. “’Temptation’.”
Hideyuki blinked. “What was that?”
“For the name.”
“Oh!” Hide flushed. “Well, it’s perfect.”
“Yeah?”
“Absolutely. Now, this one-“
“With the coconut, right?” Shuichi guessed.
“Yes.”
Hideyuki set the statuette he was holding back down on the table as Shuichi picked up the doll topper of him that came with short, choppy, bright pink hair and large lavender eyes. A microphone stand was thrust out with the right hand. His movements were frozen in mid-movement, much like the other two statuettes. What appeared to be tight, black vinyl pants slung almost indecently low on his hips and matching belt, a red sleeveless shirt not much longer than the black belly baring one from the first doll and a black trench coat covered with white embroidery completed the look (3).
“What do you think of ‘Innocence‘?”
“Fits perfectly.”
Shuichi nodded in agreement.
“The final one will go with the baby powder scent,” Hideyuki indicated the third statuette topper.
The final statuette was of Shuichi with shoulder length black hair, just as he had it when Bad Luck first stepped onto the scene. Sitting on his head were a pair of women’s fashion sunglasses that looked as if they would hide his entire face. Large round eyes were the color of raven’s feathers. Worn and faded blue jeans with the fly undone sat low on his hips. There was a rather large tear in the left thigh near the groin. Another belly sleeveless crop top, this time white, underneath an oversized white button up shirt (presumably Eiri’s) and black fingerless gloves completed the outfit. Instead of a microphone, a synth guitar was balanced on his shoulders behind his head (4).
Shuichi was not too sure Eiri would approve of this particular doll topper. It might just be a little too sexy. Nevertheless, he liked it. It was not as if you could actually see anything. The statuettes were unisex, like Barbie dolls. “Hide you are the best!”
Hideyuki blushed at the compliment. “Thank you, Shuichi. I’m glad you like them. We tried to copy as best we could some of your more popular posters.”
“Well, they are perfect.”
Shuichi picked up the other two little statuettes toppers. He ran his thumbs over their smooth surfaces. He had to admit it was unnerving to be staring at a three-inch version of himself. Odd. Embarrassing. Humbling. But the mini-hims were so cute.
+---+---+
NG Productions Rehearsal Studio
With his arms crossed over his chest, Suguru glanced impatiently at the clock. He sighed out his growing annoyance. Standing behind his array of synthesizers, the musical arranger for Bad Luck tapped his foot.
“He’ll be here,” Hiro assured his fellow band mate calmly.
“He was supposed to be here two hours ago!”
“This’s Shuichi we’re talking about,” Hiro reminded him. Shuichi was rarely on time. Today was no different from any other day. “Besides,” he added, “he had a meeting this morning.”
“What?” Suguru exploded. “What meeting? Why didn’t I know about this?”
“You didn’t?” Hiro questioned. That was surprising. “Mr. K and Mr. Sakano did.”
“What? Unbelievable. I don’t believe this.”
“Where are you going?’ Hiro called after the younger man as he started for the door.
“To see my cousin,” Suguru replied. He halted with a hand on the doorknob and snapped a finger at Hiro. “You!”
“Hm?”
“Call Shuichi and get his ass here.”
Hiro cocked an eyebrow. “And how do I do that?”
“I don’t know! Think of a way.” Suguru threw his hands in the air. “Just. Get. Him. Him. Here.”
Hiro winced as the door slammed behind Suguru. He sighed heavily. Drama. It never failed to intrude. It certainly made things livelier around here. You could never accuse NG Pro of being boring. It did get tedious, though.
Setting his acoustic guitar aside, he grabbed his cellphone and turning it back on, called Shuichi. He held the phone away from him as Shuichi’s screech called over the line. “…Shu…Shuichi…”
He sighed as his best friend babbled on without seeming to need to take a breath. Not that it was anything new. Therefore, he waited for his chance as his friend gushed on about his cologne. Then it came. Someone who had not known Shuichi his entire life would not have noticed the slight pause and thus would have missed his chance. Hiro caught it and latched onto it eagerly.
“I’m glad your perfume-“ Hiro rolled his eyes. “Yeah. Yeah. Cologne,” he corrected. “I’m glad it’s going so well, but when are you coming in? … What do you mean where? The studio! We are in the middle of putting together a CD you know, which, I might add, is behind schedule,” he added, raising his voice so he could heard over Shuichi. Hiro sighed. “…Fine. Just…Get here soon before Fujisaki has an aneurysm…Yeah. See ya.” Hiro flipped his cellphone shut, effectively ending the call.
He was not exaggerating when he said their new album was behind schedule and not by a mere couple of days, week or even months. More like a couple of years. It just seemed to be one thing after another with Bad Luck’s fearless leader. If things did not change and soon, Hiro feared for the future of the band.
---TBC---
1. “sai’ai”: “most cherished”
2. Look from the cover of the second volume of the manga
3. Cover from manga volume 11
4. Manga volume 4, track 13 (not sure if this Shuichi or not, but for the sake of this chapter it is).
Preview: “Annani issho data noni”
A/N: And it starts. There is some bad blood starting to brew between the members of Bad Luck. I wonder if they can work things out before it is too late.