Ghost Monk | By : Zemia Category: Gravitation > General Views: 3546 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Mika stalked through the halls of N-G, a scowl etching her features and causing several employees to scatter before her. No one wanted to catch the attention of an angry Mika Seguchi. Waiting for the elevator, the female Uesugi tapped a perfectly manicured nail on the button's faceplate in a disjointed rhythm. The longer it took, the longer she had to manage to calm herself down. She prayed that Shuichi would refrain from his usual theatrics.
Finally finding the band holed up with K in Conference Room B, Mika strode in without bothering to knock. Everyone turned to look towards her, various expressions flitting across their features. K and Suguru shared amusement mixed with a look akin to 'What does she want now?' while Hiro showed both concern and confusion. It was Shuichi's reaction, however, that held her interest.
Shuichi had raised his head to glance at the door opening, recognizing their interruption instantly. A brief moment of panic was quickly followed by stubborn pride mixed with an almost arrogant scorn which no doubt came from a certain unwanted visitor. A hint of gold ringed the amethyst of his eyes for a moment, happening so fast that Mika wasn't sure what she'd seen.
Frowning slightly, Mika nonetheless stepped forward and snagged the bubblegum brat from his chair, dragging his protesting form towards the door. "I'm borrowing this thing. I'll return it shortly."
"What?! NO! I didn't do anything this time! Where are you taking me?!" Shuichi protested as he disappeared from view. In the back of his head, he could feel Kitazawa stirring again, suggesting that he be the one to deal with Mika. Terrified of fucking something up, Shuichi allowed the asshole only partial control. The American HAD dealt with both Uesugi and Seguchi clans longer than he, after all.
"So much for a productive day," Suguru muttered, fiddling with some of his papers before shoving them into his school case. "Just when Shindou-san was finally being productive, too." He refrained from mentioning the 'gargling seagull' incident.
Hiro listened with half an ear while he tried to follow what was happening with his best friend. He knew Suguru was right about Shuichi's work all day and he wasn't particularly sure that he liked it. THIS Shuichi only showed up when Eiri'd promised the singer something good, or when Shuichi 'gave up' on the relationship. He turned to K, who had a distant expression, the one he got when he was usually up to something. Nervous, he asked, "K….."
K's eyes snapped into focus at the sound of his name and he offered Hiro an almost warm smile. "Already on it, Nakano." He wouldn't tell them all that had been happening, since knowing wouldn't do any good, but they could see this part of it at least. His smile growing into maniac proportions, he turned on the television, flipping briefly through the various channels.
Suguru's attention caught on some of the channels and he glanced at K, not bothering to doubt whether or not even the bathrooms of N-G were rigged with cameras. "If I catch any tape of me in the bathroom…."
"Ah hah hah hah! You always did worry too much for someone your age, Fujisaki!" K replied, patting the keyboardist on the shoulder. "You really need to learn how to lighten up!" Pausing in his flipping, it seemed as if he'd found what he was looking for. On the screen, Mika and Shuichi had holed themselves away in another Conference room, though it sported no long table, rather a series of leather chairs as well as a leather couch. Shuichi had seated himself in one chair while Mika had taken another. Shuichi looked remarkably calm considering he'd just been dragged off by, as well as being alone with, Mika. "Ah hah. There you are. Let's see what the two little birds are up to, shall we?" Making another adjustment, the blonde American managed to turn the audio on as well. "There we go." Putting the controller down, he leaned back in his seat, prepared to enjoy the show.
Hiro stared at the screen for long enough that he exhaled abruptly, having forgotten to breathe. If K had cameras all over the building, then K probably had a tape stashed somewhere of him and …… Licking suddenly dry lips, he asked his band mate in a quiet voice, "Did YOU know about all of these cameras?" He didn't even want to know how they'd all been hooked up to their little television. Then he began to remember all of the times when something had been going on in the building and K had been on the scene within a few minutes of the occurring event, barging into the middle of it. It usually managed to cause more chaos in the process.
"I had a vague suspicion…." Suguru offered in return, keeping his eyes on the television. He wasn't going to reveal more than that, not with K anywhere in earshot anyway. On the monitor, it appeared that Shuichi had gotten over his silence and was beginning to speak to Mika.
"Vague…." Hiro mumbled warily, eyeing Suguru for a moment before being shushed so that they could hear. He would corner the keyboardist alone later and get more out of him.
In the modified conference room, the pink-haired young man had squirmed and fidgeted throughout the first few minutes that he was trapped in the room with Mika. At first, she had paced around the room, practically snarling, and it scared the hell out of him, especially since she'd never forgiven him for almost turning her son into a Popsicle. Now she'd seated herself opposite him and composed herself while studying the young man across form her. That didn't help his nerves any.
Taking a deep breath, Mika decided the best course of action. Her father had told her that Eiri had come racing back speaking of ghosts and ancestors. Soon after that, Shuichi had shown up at the Shrine, having been told by Tatsuha to show up, apparently an attempt to calm Eiri down or for more video fodder, she wasn't sure which. So that meant that Shuichi had been with her brother almost the entire visit home, as well as them being together since the pair had stranded her and Tohma. Best just be blunt about it, since it seemed that it was usually the best approach with the kid, he sucked at subtle. "What's been going on with Eiri?" she asked without preamble. "You've been handing around him like a leech for days, even worse than normal, and he hasn't tossed your ass despite his deadline. So what's wrong with him?"
Shuichi blinked a few times before panic set in. If he told on Eiri, his life would be made a living hell, but if he didn't tell, Mika would make his life painful too. He was damned either way. Using the opportunity to take over, Kitazawa gave Mika a slight smile and shrugged. "He always acts up around deadlines, plus he also missed his medication. I'm sure that had something to do with it."
Though it was a good answer, it wasn't a SHINDOU answer. Mika eyed him again, noting the subtle changes in the way he sat, as well as the slight shifts in mannerisms. "Are YOU feeling alright, Shindou?" she asked, now realizing that they were both acting odd. "You're not bouncy or demanding that there's nothing wrong with my brother and that I should lay off."
SHIT! Kitazawa had forgotten how perceptive this woman was. Of course she'd have to be with her father and brothers being monks and at least one brother able to see ghosts. Combined with the fact that she was married to Tohma only made her even more dangerous, since she would have to be perceptive in their dealings with others. "I'm just tired, Mika-san. We have the concert in a couple of days and K's been working us hard."
"Good. You should be earning the money Tohma gives you." Mika tossed back before trying to put her finger on what was bothering her about Shuichi's behavior. "What's going on, Shindou? You were pushed a few days ago too, you still didn't manage to act like a sane person."
Kitazawa wasn't sure how he should respond to get her off of his tail. Fortunately, Shuichi managed to bail them out, seeing as he'd been living around THIS Mika for a few years now. He gave her a chuckle, rubbing the back of his head, managing to look boyishly-cute. "C'mon Mika-san. When's the last time me'n Yuki have had matching deadlines? You remember the chaos it caused last time? With my concert and his book, it's just getting a little dramatic around here, that's all. Once those are over, it'll be ok. You'll see." Then he flashed a self-mocking smirk, showing how grown up he had gotten. "When has it NOT been crazy around me during concerts?"
That did it. Something was definitely up with Shuichi. Mika stared at him, unable to deny that the dumb-assed brat had grown and matured over the past two years. It was something akin to 'adapt or perish' that had caused the slow changes, as well as the gradual stability of his relationship with her brother. The better they got, the calmer Shindou had become. However … this was downright creepy. She would have to regroup with Tohma and catch the kid again during the party. "I suppose you're right." Mika finally conceded, knowing when to give up for the moment. "Finish up for the day and get ready for the party tonight. You'd BETTER be dressed appropriately."
"Hai, Mika-san." Breathing an inward sigh of relief, Shuichi made it to the door in record time. He was getting while the getting was good. But he paused when he heard his name called and looked over his shoulder at her. "Yes?"
"Also, don't forget to do your laundry when you get home. Obviously it must be piled up if you came to work in THAT!" By 'that' she pointed to the state of his attire.
"Heh…. Heh heh…. Hai, Mika-san." Shuichi laughed nervously and left, chuckling even more at the grumpy mutter of 'whore clothes' in his head. "If you're embarrassed, it's your own fault. If you hadn't taken me over, it wouldn't have happened. I don't mind wearing this outfit, even if it DOES get me pounced by Ryu-chan more often." Then he flashed a grin at another surly mutter, almost chirping, "No, I'm NOT telling you where my normal clothes are."
The gang in their conference room quickly shut the television off since Shuichi was heading back towards them. Hiro and Suguru weren't too sure that Shuichi was, indeed, fine. Hiro's eyes reflected his worry as he murmured, "He wasn't like that when I dropped him off at the shrine."
"You left him alone with all of the Uesugi clan AND Tohma?!" Suguru demanded, clutching the zippered sections of Hiro's jacket as if it were his only hold on sanity. "Are you crazy?!"
"No way I was going to stay there and it wasn't like Shuichi was going to leave immediately after seeing loverboy was fine." Hiro countered, trying to nudge his bandmate off of his jacket.
K stole their attention by taking the tape from the television and heading for the door. "You guys can get finished up and get ready for the party tonight. Don't be late or I WILL pick you up again!"
"NO!" Suguru shouted, releasing Hiro to hold his hands out in a placating gesture towards his manager.
Hiro's entreaty was a moment later, "We'll be there, don't worry about a thing, K!"
Flashing a grin that did nothing to reassure them, K headed down the corridor, passing Shuichi on his way by. Patting the boy's shoulder, he gave his singer a firm, "Don't be late!" before turning the corner.
Confused, Shuichi watched K leave before making his way to his band. "What's the matter with K? Why'd he leave all of a sudden?"
"He wanted us to be at our best for the party tonight." Hiro supplied easily enough, gathering his things. "He let us out early."
"We have to be at our best tonight, remember, since a lot of top execs will be there to support N-G." Suguru said, packing as fast as he could. "I'm going to take advantage of this time off and take a nap. Since I'm Tohma's cousin, I'm usually one of the last to leave. You'd think at eighteen, they'd realize I could get myself home by now."
"I don't know whether to call you 'old man' or 'pampered prince' now." Hiro joked, ignoring the glare he received in return. "Ready to go, Shu?"
"Yeah. I could use a break too." Shuichi murmured, shoving the lyrics into his backpack before making his way back to the door. "Meet you tonight, okay?" Waiting only for a nod from the two, he took off for the elevators, intending on heading home to get changed. After that, he'd head for the park. No sense giving Eiri more reason to be suspicious, but he couldn't go to the park dressed like this. It was painfully obvious that Mika already was, which meant it was only a matter of time before Tohma came after him too.
TBC
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