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Adult +
Chapters:
50
Views:
4,264
Reviews:
6
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I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
18: Annni Issho Datta Noni
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: Shuichi makes a decision without the approval of the band. Is this the start of the end for Bad Luck?
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
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A/N: Thank you to Acherona, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, lilgurlanima, Sleepy Puppy for your reviews. I always love checking my email and seeing a review from you guys. Thank you!
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Chapter 18: Annni Issho Datta Noni
The Next Morning – NG Productions
The thunderous mixture of hip hop and pop beats filled the studio. It had Shuichi bopping his head. The song was unlike anything Bad Luck had ever done. They’d steered clear of this sound in the past. Mostly because Suguru and Hiro did not much care for it. So Bad Luck remained in the pop/rock scene. Though their sound stretched into freestyle with club undertones at times, Bad Luck stayed true to its roots. Unfortunately. Not that Shuichi had anything against their sound or anything they had ever done. Just the opposite. He was proud of everything they had accomplished and how far they have come. But there was no evolution. It was a death sentence. If Bad Luck did not mix it up, they were history. People’s tastes change over time and if Bad Luck did not go with the flow, then they were going to be left behind as their fans were swept away. At the same time, they had to be true to themselves. Their sound could not and should not change so much that they scared off and alienated their fans either.
The song faded into silence.
“So? What you think?” Shinya Okugawa inquired, sitting back in the black swivel chair besides him.
Shuichi muddled it over. There really was no question. He absolutely loved the new joint. The track was everything Bad Luck was not. But that was the whole problem. Not only was it not “their sound”, but it had been written, arranged and produced by someone outside the Bad Luck family. Never in their history had Shuichi sang something he had not written personally. Well, except for “Shinning Collection”, but seeing Eiri had written it, that did not count. And Suguru refused to play anything he had not personally had a hand in. Personally, Shuichi could care less where the song came from, but for his keyboardist, it was a matter of pride. Hiro was indifferent. He may be more of a rock and metal fan, but as long as Shuichi was happy, so was he. Mr. K did not care either way. As long as Bad Luck’s name remained out there.
With his chin in his hand, Shuichi took in the control panel before him. He so wanted to do the song. The added fact that it was to be a duet with TKO was an added benefit. He was a huge fan of the hip hop group. TKO had been one of the first groups to be signed onto NG Productions. And to have the opportunity to do something with such a legendary group was not something to be tossed aside lightly. The urge was uncontrollable. It was like steering an alcoholic into bar and shoving a beer into his hand. He knew the guys would be against it. There was no question about it. Even if he were to agree to it now before Suguru and Hiro had the chance to listen to it, it would make no difference. What he thought never did.
Dropping his hand, Shuichi turned towards Shinya. “I think if you give this to anyone else, I’ll hunt you down.”
“Awesome,” Shinya beamed. “Thanks, man.”
They shook hands, sealing the deal.
Did the fact that he knew Suguru and Hiro would have thrown the offer aside without any hesitation before they heard the song push Shuichi into making the decision to accept it? Probably. It was a little childish, but he did not have any other choice. He was doing this song. With or without the backing of Bad Luck. It would most likely turn out to be adding fuel to the fire, but if things did not change, then it would not matter either way if he choosing to do this song heightened the rising tension within the band. Because there would be no band.
“I have a couple other tracks,” Shinya’s voice broke into Shuichi’s thoughts, “if you wouldn’t mind taking a listen-”
Shuichi nodded continuously.
“-And tell me what you think.”
“Sure.”
“Alright,” Shinya said. “This first one is called ‘Big Girl Now’. I was thinking of making it a duet with Lola.”
“That girl from Mistral’s Kiss?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Let’s go. Hit it.”
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Several Hours Later
Suguru growled. “Where the hell is he?” he demanded to know.
“He’ll be here, Fujisaki,” Hiro answered calmly. Talk about déjà vu. Hadn’t they just had this same conversation the day before? But seriously. The boy needed to find a girlfriend or something, because it never failed. Shuichi was a little late and Suguru had a conniption.
“How can you be so sure?”
Hiro was sick and tired of having this discussion. “…Because,” he sighed.
“Cause why?”
“…He showed yesterday, didn’t he?”
“Yeah! Late!”
Hiro had a headache. Now he knew how Eiri felt. Truthfully, it was not like he did not understand where Suguru was coming from. As a part of the band, Hiro did get it. All too well. Shuichi had taken up so many side projects lately that Bad Luck seemed to have taken a backseat, which meant that their new album that had been scheduled for release originally last fall had been postponed. Again and again. At this rate, it was never going to be released. Rumors were already starting to circulate. Mr. K was not too worried about the talk because according to him, no press was bad press. As long as it helped to generate sales, it was all good. Hiro was not too sure that was the case one-hundred percent of the time. Though to mention such a denial to the crazed American was a death sentence.
“You know at this rate, even if we were able to get a viable CD out for a Christmas release and it broke all sales records, we’d still be in the red.”
“I know.” Unfortunately that was all too true.
“So?” Suguru rounded on the guitarist. “Is he even serious about the band anymore?”
The accusation stopped Hiro cold. “Of course he is! You should know that better than anyone else! Bad Luck is Shu’s life.”
“…Are you so sure about that?”
“Of course I am!”
“Really? Hiro?’
“Yes!”
“…Then where is he?”
Hiro had no answer. He wished he did.
A door down the hall opened and a man with a neatly trimmed goatee and several small gold hoops in his ear stepped out into the hall. “Excuse me,” he called out to them.
“Oh. Sorry 'bout that,” Hiro apologized. With a hand planted on his hip, he scratched the back of his head. “Didn’t-You look familiar,” he cut himself off as he got a good look at the man.
“Not me,” Suguru said from besides him.
“You are…Hiroshi Nakano and…Suguru Fujisaki from Bad Luck?” the man asked as he approached them.
“Yes.”
“Cool. I was just coming to look for you guys.”
“And you are?” Suguru inquired.
“Shinya Okugawa.”
Hiro’s eyes popped open as his heart just about stopped. His jaw hit the floor. “Shinya Okugawa? As in the Shinya Okugawa?”
Shinya chuckled. “Last time I checked.”
“Oh, wow! My brother is going to shit his pants. He is a huge fan.”
Suguru gave the man a not so pleasant once over. “Who?”
Hiro scoffed. Should have known. “Shinya Okugawa.”
Suguru just stared at Hiro blankly.
“As in Black Cat? Japan’s Hip Hop guru? Producer? MC? Has like more number one hits under his belt than anyone else? Including Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck combined?”
That last part caught Suguru’s attention. He studied the older man a new.
“I’m glad I ran into you guys,” Shinya was saying. “If you have a few minutes, I’d like you to listen to a track I’ve been working on.”
“Us?” Hiro was totally speechless. According to his brother, this man, this Shinya Okugawa who went by Black Cat was in the same league as rap artists such as Timberland, Diddy and old school artists like Fab 5 Freddy. He was a legend. A hit maker. A god. Yoji was in awe of this man the same way Shuichi admired Ryuichi Sakuma.
“Yes. If you’re interested,” Shinya added quickly.
Hiro turned towards his fellow band mate. “What do you think?” He lowered his voice. Truthfully, while his big brother was a huge Black cat fan, Hiro himself was not too fond of his stuff. Yes, he admired the man for his genius ability, but nothing more. He knew Suguru felt the same way. While he was more of a rock fan, Suguru was on the opposite end of the spectrum and preferred more of a light rock, Blues and jazz man. So anything that Japan’s number one Hip Hop artist had for them would be a full one-eighty from anything Bad Luck had ever put out.
“Sorry,” Suguru stated firmly, turning towards Shinya. “We would have to speak to our singer first before we made any decisions.”
“You mean, Shuichi?”
“Yes.”
“No problem.”
“Have you seen him by chance?” Hiro inquired.
“How would he-?”
“Yes, actually,” Shinya interrupted. “He was with me all morning.”
“What?” Suguru cried.
Hiro stepped forward. “Where is he now? Is he-?”
“Gone.”
“Already?”
“What do you mean gone?”
Shinya shrugged. “He said something about a meeting.”
“Meeting? What meeting?” Suguru demanded. “I don’t believe this!” He tossed his hands in the air.
“What do you mean he was with you all morning?” Hiro asked curiously.
“Oh, he listened to some of my tracks. Seemed very interested.”
“What?”
Hiro and Suguru exchanged glances. Just what was that guy thinking?
---TBC---
Preview: “This Could Be It”
A/N: The bad blood continues to brew. It’s like a pot forgotten on the stove that continues to boil. You know it’s not going to end well, but you never know. Someone might remember about the pot before it is too late. Just keep your fingers crossed.
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: Shuichi makes a decision without the approval of the band. Is this the start of the end for Bad Luck?
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
Insert: --
A/N: Thank you to Acherona, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, lilgurlanima, Sleepy Puppy for your reviews. I always love checking my email and seeing a review from you guys. Thank you!
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Chapter 18: Annni Issho Datta Noni
The Next Morning – NG Productions
The thunderous mixture of hip hop and pop beats filled the studio. It had Shuichi bopping his head. The song was unlike anything Bad Luck had ever done. They’d steered clear of this sound in the past. Mostly because Suguru and Hiro did not much care for it. So Bad Luck remained in the pop/rock scene. Though their sound stretched into freestyle with club undertones at times, Bad Luck stayed true to its roots. Unfortunately. Not that Shuichi had anything against their sound or anything they had ever done. Just the opposite. He was proud of everything they had accomplished and how far they have come. But there was no evolution. It was a death sentence. If Bad Luck did not mix it up, they were history. People’s tastes change over time and if Bad Luck did not go with the flow, then they were going to be left behind as their fans were swept away. At the same time, they had to be true to themselves. Their sound could not and should not change so much that they scared off and alienated their fans either.
The song faded into silence.
“So? What you think?” Shinya Okugawa inquired, sitting back in the black swivel chair besides him.
Shuichi muddled it over. There really was no question. He absolutely loved the new joint. The track was everything Bad Luck was not. But that was the whole problem. Not only was it not “their sound”, but it had been written, arranged and produced by someone outside the Bad Luck family. Never in their history had Shuichi sang something he had not written personally. Well, except for “Shinning Collection”, but seeing Eiri had written it, that did not count. And Suguru refused to play anything he had not personally had a hand in. Personally, Shuichi could care less where the song came from, but for his keyboardist, it was a matter of pride. Hiro was indifferent. He may be more of a rock and metal fan, but as long as Shuichi was happy, so was he. Mr. K did not care either way. As long as Bad Luck’s name remained out there.
With his chin in his hand, Shuichi took in the control panel before him. He so wanted to do the song. The added fact that it was to be a duet with TKO was an added benefit. He was a huge fan of the hip hop group. TKO had been one of the first groups to be signed onto NG Productions. And to have the opportunity to do something with such a legendary group was not something to be tossed aside lightly. The urge was uncontrollable. It was like steering an alcoholic into bar and shoving a beer into his hand. He knew the guys would be against it. There was no question about it. Even if he were to agree to it now before Suguru and Hiro had the chance to listen to it, it would make no difference. What he thought never did.
Dropping his hand, Shuichi turned towards Shinya. “I think if you give this to anyone else, I’ll hunt you down.”
“Awesome,” Shinya beamed. “Thanks, man.”
They shook hands, sealing the deal.
Did the fact that he knew Suguru and Hiro would have thrown the offer aside without any hesitation before they heard the song push Shuichi into making the decision to accept it? Probably. It was a little childish, but he did not have any other choice. He was doing this song. With or without the backing of Bad Luck. It would most likely turn out to be adding fuel to the fire, but if things did not change, then it would not matter either way if he choosing to do this song heightened the rising tension within the band. Because there would be no band.
“I have a couple other tracks,” Shinya’s voice broke into Shuichi’s thoughts, “if you wouldn’t mind taking a listen-”
Shuichi nodded continuously.
“-And tell me what you think.”
“Sure.”
“Alright,” Shinya said. “This first one is called ‘Big Girl Now’. I was thinking of making it a duet with Lola.”
“That girl from Mistral’s Kiss?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. Let’s go. Hit it.”
+---+---+
Several Hours Later
Suguru growled. “Where the hell is he?” he demanded to know.
“He’ll be here, Fujisaki,” Hiro answered calmly. Talk about déjà vu. Hadn’t they just had this same conversation the day before? But seriously. The boy needed to find a girlfriend or something, because it never failed. Shuichi was a little late and Suguru had a conniption.
“How can you be so sure?”
Hiro was sick and tired of having this discussion. “…Because,” he sighed.
“Cause why?”
“…He showed yesterday, didn’t he?”
“Yeah! Late!”
Hiro had a headache. Now he knew how Eiri felt. Truthfully, it was not like he did not understand where Suguru was coming from. As a part of the band, Hiro did get it. All too well. Shuichi had taken up so many side projects lately that Bad Luck seemed to have taken a backseat, which meant that their new album that had been scheduled for release originally last fall had been postponed. Again and again. At this rate, it was never going to be released. Rumors were already starting to circulate. Mr. K was not too worried about the talk because according to him, no press was bad press. As long as it helped to generate sales, it was all good. Hiro was not too sure that was the case one-hundred percent of the time. Though to mention such a denial to the crazed American was a death sentence.
“You know at this rate, even if we were able to get a viable CD out for a Christmas release and it broke all sales records, we’d still be in the red.”
“I know.” Unfortunately that was all too true.
“So?” Suguru rounded on the guitarist. “Is he even serious about the band anymore?”
The accusation stopped Hiro cold. “Of course he is! You should know that better than anyone else! Bad Luck is Shu’s life.”
“…Are you so sure about that?”
“Of course I am!”
“Really? Hiro?’
“Yes!”
“…Then where is he?”
Hiro had no answer. He wished he did.
A door down the hall opened and a man with a neatly trimmed goatee and several small gold hoops in his ear stepped out into the hall. “Excuse me,” he called out to them.
“Oh. Sorry 'bout that,” Hiro apologized. With a hand planted on his hip, he scratched the back of his head. “Didn’t-You look familiar,” he cut himself off as he got a good look at the man.
“Not me,” Suguru said from besides him.
“You are…Hiroshi Nakano and…Suguru Fujisaki from Bad Luck?” the man asked as he approached them.
“Yes.”
“Cool. I was just coming to look for you guys.”
“And you are?” Suguru inquired.
“Shinya Okugawa.”
Hiro’s eyes popped open as his heart just about stopped. His jaw hit the floor. “Shinya Okugawa? As in the Shinya Okugawa?”
Shinya chuckled. “Last time I checked.”
“Oh, wow! My brother is going to shit his pants. He is a huge fan.”
Suguru gave the man a not so pleasant once over. “Who?”
Hiro scoffed. Should have known. “Shinya Okugawa.”
Suguru just stared at Hiro blankly.
“As in Black Cat? Japan’s Hip Hop guru? Producer? MC? Has like more number one hits under his belt than anyone else? Including Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck combined?”
That last part caught Suguru’s attention. He studied the older man a new.
“I’m glad I ran into you guys,” Shinya was saying. “If you have a few minutes, I’d like you to listen to a track I’ve been working on.”
“Us?” Hiro was totally speechless. According to his brother, this man, this Shinya Okugawa who went by Black Cat was in the same league as rap artists such as Timberland, Diddy and old school artists like Fab 5 Freddy. He was a legend. A hit maker. A god. Yoji was in awe of this man the same way Shuichi admired Ryuichi Sakuma.
“Yes. If you’re interested,” Shinya added quickly.
Hiro turned towards his fellow band mate. “What do you think?” He lowered his voice. Truthfully, while his big brother was a huge Black cat fan, Hiro himself was not too fond of his stuff. Yes, he admired the man for his genius ability, but nothing more. He knew Suguru felt the same way. While he was more of a rock fan, Suguru was on the opposite end of the spectrum and preferred more of a light rock, Blues and jazz man. So anything that Japan’s number one Hip Hop artist had for them would be a full one-eighty from anything Bad Luck had ever put out.
“Sorry,” Suguru stated firmly, turning towards Shinya. “We would have to speak to our singer first before we made any decisions.”
“You mean, Shuichi?”
“Yes.”
“No problem.”
“Have you seen him by chance?” Hiro inquired.
“How would he-?”
“Yes, actually,” Shinya interrupted. “He was with me all morning.”
“What?” Suguru cried.
Hiro stepped forward. “Where is he now? Is he-?”
“Gone.”
“Already?”
“What do you mean gone?”
Shinya shrugged. “He said something about a meeting.”
“Meeting? What meeting?” Suguru demanded. “I don’t believe this!” He tossed his hands in the air.
“What do you mean he was with you all morning?” Hiro asked curiously.
“Oh, he listened to some of my tracks. Seemed very interested.”
“What?”
Hiro and Suguru exchanged glances. Just what was that guy thinking?
---TBC---
Preview: “This Could Be It”
A/N: The bad blood continues to brew. It’s like a pot forgotten on the stove that continues to boil. You know it’s not going to end well, but you never know. Someone might remember about the pot before it is too late. Just keep your fingers crossed.