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Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
4,968
Reviews:
35
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter Three
Thanks to Destiny for your wonderful feedback. You seem to be the only one who likes it so far, but for just one I will keep writing.
For those of you who may have yahoo music engine the play list for this story can be found at: http://yme.music.yahoo.com/ymeNav/ymu/playlist/87E98B6D-5A82-4CF8-B650-54C623E92248
Chapter Three
~English/Japanese~
“If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with
My superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak
But your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I
Never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if
Not for me then you’d be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground…”
“Why the fuck did I write this song?” Neo felt better after his nap, but just listening the play list like he did before every concert had him feeling antsy.
He had never really thought about the motive behind his songs before. True when he wrote for Bad Luck he had known that they all came back to Yuki, but he hadn’t thought that of his Seven Sins songs.
“Damn you Tohma.” He grabbed the remote and turned the volume down so that he could just barely hear the song playing in the background. “You really are a screw up, Neo. You know that don’t you? You are a pathetic, sniveling coward who was too caught up in his own misery to see what you were doing. You just kept trying to run away, but it is still right there looking you in the face.” He felt like throwing something, but he flopped back on the couch and sighed.
“You know they say that talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity.”
Neo threw his arm across his eyes to hide the tears that where trying to fall. “Go away Rick, I really am not in the mood.”
Neo heard the door close and thought that for once Rick had listened to him, but he should have known better.
“So what are you running from?”
Neo hit the stop button on the remote and sat up. “Did you not just hear me say that I was not in the mood for this?”
Rick crossed the room and sat down in the empty lounge chair. “I heard you, but I chose to ignore it like always.”
Neo snorted then got up and crossed to his dressing table. He only had an hour before the concert started so he really needed to start getting ready. He was a little surprised when Rick didn’t say anything for a while. In fact Neo was almost done with his make up before the other man spoke.
“You know I always wondered who you left behind that inspired all of these songs. I had it figured that it was an old lover and most likely a guy, but besides that there just weren’t enough clues. All I know was that he was always there watching over your shoulder, some kind of invisible specter that haunted your every waking moment. You tried to pretend that he wasn’t there, but I could always see it. I knew it was powerful too, because all the songs you wrote were either incredibly painful or beautifully loving.”
Neo growled low in his throat. “Are you trying to be poetic or just get on my nerves?”
Rick stood up and moved so that he was directly behind Neo. “What happened between you and Eiri Yuki?”
Neo froze with his hand half way to his face. How the hell did Rick know about him? Did Tohma tell him? Did he see an old newspaper or magazine article?
“Before you ask, I looked up the rise and fall of Bad Luck. It wasn’t hard to figure out which band you were a part of after all the clues you gave me last night and your disappearance was highly publicized.”
That shook Neo out of it. He finished his make up and stood to get dressed. “Well then you really don’t need to ask what happed do you? Eiri and I had a love/hate relationship from day one. I loved him and he hated me. It just got to be too much so it was either leave and start over or kill myself and be done with it.” Neo buttoned his pants and turned angrily towards Rick. “Happy now? You know all about my dirty little past. You know how I was an infatuated little boy who got his heart broken because he couldn’t see past his fantasy.”
Rick sighed, “I’m not happy, but I think your wrong.”
“Oh and you would know so much better than me. I only lived it for two goddamned years, but you who have know for a few hours have it all figured out. Don’t try and do me any favors Rick, I’m over it and I have enough enemies without friends like you.” Neo snatched up the concert itinerary and started to walk out of the dressing room, but Rick caught his arm.
“You’re a fool Shuichi and your too damn caught up in all the wrongs you think have been done to you to see what has really been happening.” Rick took something from his pocket and smacked it against Neo’s chest. “I have been busy for the last few hours and I didn’t even have to read the whole damn thing to know what it meant. So for once, yeah I think I know better than you.”
Rick turned and left, leaving Neo in a stunned silence. He looked down at the book in his hand. He had caught it purely on instinct.
Innocence Lost by Eiri Yuki
That was as far as he got before he felt his chest tighten into a knot. It took him a long moment to steal himself. He dropped the book on the floor and walked out without looking back at it.
*
“Okay everyone listen up!” Neo waited until he had everyone’s attention before continuing. “I’m going to say this now, because you are all going to be too exhausted latter to listen. After the concert the cars will take you strait back to the hotel, no side trips people! Get your shit together once your there, you will have an hour to pack before you have to leave for the airport! Try to sleep on the plane because we have a press conference at the studio in LA right after we land so that we can announce the six-week welcome home tour. After that you will have a month long hiatus before you have to be back in LA!”
There were several groans from the band. Neo knew that it wasn’t really necessary to state all of this now, but he knew that the more times he said it, the more likely that they would actually remember. He would say almost the same thing again at the hotel, on the plane, at the airport in LA, on the way to the press conference, and yet again just after, as well as adding a few instructions each time. What could he say? He didn’t have K around to make sure that they were too frightened to forget it after it was said the first time.
Why the hell did they have a manager anyway? Oh yeah, he hated booking gigs and interviews.
There was a call of five minutes from somewhere in the wings as the warm up band started their last song. “Get ready people!” Neo watched his band scatter around and take care of last minute tasks.
Just two more hours and then he would be on his way out Japan, hopefully for the last time.
*
~English/Japanese~
“I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...”
Neo waited for the crowd to quiet down some and then took a deep breath. “How we doing tonight TOKYO!!!!!”
The masses seemed to surge and ebb in front of him like the rippling ocean. Innumerable flashes went of as people captured the bands image for eternity.
“I am going to take just a moment or two of your time and tell you a little bit about us. Over here on bass and singing male back up we have Craig -Mamma you better watch your daughters- Nickels.” Craig played a few cords and gave a wave. “Next over here on the drums Franki –Too sexy for her own good- Winter.”
‘I really hate this part.’ He thought as Franki played for a few seconds.
“Over here tickling the ivories we have Eric –I should have been a composer- Phighter.” Another solo break, “Over here playing with the toys and singing female back up we have Tami –I’m so damn cute- Coolter.” Tami kept it short just shaking a tambourine at them. “Next on the electric guitar we have James –wannabe Dean- Wit.” James mock glared at him and did his little trick where he had his guitar say hello for him. Neo wondered if he could get it to say that in Japanese.
‘I wonder if Hiro could do that?’ He shook his head and got back to work.
“And way over there on the left we have the illustrious Rick –I just think I’m god- Davis on the synthesizers.” Rick started playing.
‘I am really glad that none of them know Japanese well enough to tell Rick what I just called him, but he deserved it.’
“And as you are all very much aware I am Neo Zolton and we are Seven Sins!” There was a roar of sound and he waited again.
“It is wonderful to be back in town. As many of you know I was born right here in Tokyo some twenty something years ago.” There were a few laughs and some more cheering. “We are very glad that you could all be here to support us on our very first international tour, so to say thanks we have a brand new song for you. This will be released on our upcoming album and it is called Crawling!”
They went nuts for a few seconds but as the band started up the noise died down.
“Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in…”
“Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take.”
“I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
distracting/reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It’s haunting how I cant seem...
To find myself again
My walls are closing in…”
“Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take.”
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing what is real
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling, confusing what is real…”
The music died off and Neo was happy to see that the audience seemed to like the song. It had gone over well on all the other stops, but for some reason he had not be too sure about how is native Japan would take it. Maybe he had just been more concerned about what they thought then the other places; this was his homeland after all.
*
The rest of the concert went off without a hitch and Neo was glad when it was over. He loved performing, but being back in Japan had almost made him want to start singing The Rage Beat or No Style and even though not all of these fans would know who Bad Luck had been he was certain that most of them would. He was also fairly sure that they would recognize his voice.
He was putting the last of his things into his bag when he heard the door to his dressing room open. “I still don’t want to talk about it, Rick.”
“I am sorry, were you waiting for someone?”
Neo nearly groaned out loud before turning around. “Is there something I can do for you Tohma? I am in a bit of a hurry.”
“Not to worry I have already made arrangements for you to meet up with your band at the airport in time for your flight latter. I would like you to come with me.”
Neo wanted to argue but he knew better. He threw his bag over his shoulder and walked to Tohma who held out something for him. Neo had already taken hold of it when he realized it was book. “I didn’t realize that you were keeping up with Eiri’s work.”
Neo stanched the book from him and stuffed it into the top of the bag. “I’m not. This was left here by one of my band-mates who doesn’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
“Yes, I got the impression that Mr. Davis was quite the stubborn man. He seemed very determined when I spoke to him.”
Neo narrowed his eyes up at the man, who despite the heals Neo was wearing and Tohma’s own short stature was still taller. That really bugged Neo, he hated being shorter than everyone else. “I should have known that you had something to do with his snooping.”
“I would hardly consider it snooping when your relationship with Eiri is public knowledge.”
Neo gave a humph and walked out of the room towards where the car was waiting. “Neo, I am asking you to speak with me before you leave again. Besides the car and the band have already gone to the hotel.”
Neo stopped and turned around. “You know you really are a son of a bitch, Tohma.”
“As you have said on many occasions.”
Neo just looked at him for a long moment. “Fine where are we going?”
Tohma started walking and lead them to another back exit. Outside there was a car waiting, but none of the normal fan masses. This was no real surprise to Neo as the band had already left from another exit and it was unlikely that many people would want to stick around and watch the crew load equipment.
Neither of them said a word until the car stopped in front of the NG studio. “What the hell is this about Tohma? I only have an hour to make my flight if we are going to be on time for the press conference.”
Tohma just held the door to the building open for him and Neo sighed. Tohma followed him in, but didn’t say anything until they were in the elevator. “There is no press conference, at least not tomorrow. The band’s flight will be leaving on time, but you will not be on it.”
Neo saw red. “I already fucking told you I am not staying in Japan!”
It was then that the doors opened and with a gentle shove Tohma pushed him into the waiting arms of a bodyguard. “I am afraid that I am not giving you a choice this time, Shuichi.”
*
Damn Tohma is a bastard. You love to hate him. Right?
In this chapter we had Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down, then we had Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day, and finally we had Crawling by Linkin Park.
So? Too much? Not enough? Well, there will be more to come.
For those of you who may have yahoo music engine the play list for this story can be found at: http://yme.music.yahoo.com/ymeNav/ymu/playlist/87E98B6D-5A82-4CF8-B650-54C623E92248
Chapter Three
~English/Japanese~
“If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with
My superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak
But your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I
Never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if
Not for me then you’d be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground…”
“Why the fuck did I write this song?” Neo felt better after his nap, but just listening the play list like he did before every concert had him feeling antsy.
He had never really thought about the motive behind his songs before. True when he wrote for Bad Luck he had known that they all came back to Yuki, but he hadn’t thought that of his Seven Sins songs.
“Damn you Tohma.” He grabbed the remote and turned the volume down so that he could just barely hear the song playing in the background. “You really are a screw up, Neo. You know that don’t you? You are a pathetic, sniveling coward who was too caught up in his own misery to see what you were doing. You just kept trying to run away, but it is still right there looking you in the face.” He felt like throwing something, but he flopped back on the couch and sighed.
“You know they say that talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity.”
Neo threw his arm across his eyes to hide the tears that where trying to fall. “Go away Rick, I really am not in the mood.”
Neo heard the door close and thought that for once Rick had listened to him, but he should have known better.
“So what are you running from?”
Neo hit the stop button on the remote and sat up. “Did you not just hear me say that I was not in the mood for this?”
Rick crossed the room and sat down in the empty lounge chair. “I heard you, but I chose to ignore it like always.”
Neo snorted then got up and crossed to his dressing table. He only had an hour before the concert started so he really needed to start getting ready. He was a little surprised when Rick didn’t say anything for a while. In fact Neo was almost done with his make up before the other man spoke.
“You know I always wondered who you left behind that inspired all of these songs. I had it figured that it was an old lover and most likely a guy, but besides that there just weren’t enough clues. All I know was that he was always there watching over your shoulder, some kind of invisible specter that haunted your every waking moment. You tried to pretend that he wasn’t there, but I could always see it. I knew it was powerful too, because all the songs you wrote were either incredibly painful or beautifully loving.”
Neo growled low in his throat. “Are you trying to be poetic or just get on my nerves?”
Rick stood up and moved so that he was directly behind Neo. “What happened between you and Eiri Yuki?”
Neo froze with his hand half way to his face. How the hell did Rick know about him? Did Tohma tell him? Did he see an old newspaper or magazine article?
“Before you ask, I looked up the rise and fall of Bad Luck. It wasn’t hard to figure out which band you were a part of after all the clues you gave me last night and your disappearance was highly publicized.”
That shook Neo out of it. He finished his make up and stood to get dressed. “Well then you really don’t need to ask what happed do you? Eiri and I had a love/hate relationship from day one. I loved him and he hated me. It just got to be too much so it was either leave and start over or kill myself and be done with it.” Neo buttoned his pants and turned angrily towards Rick. “Happy now? You know all about my dirty little past. You know how I was an infatuated little boy who got his heart broken because he couldn’t see past his fantasy.”
Rick sighed, “I’m not happy, but I think your wrong.”
“Oh and you would know so much better than me. I only lived it for two goddamned years, but you who have know for a few hours have it all figured out. Don’t try and do me any favors Rick, I’m over it and I have enough enemies without friends like you.” Neo snatched up the concert itinerary and started to walk out of the dressing room, but Rick caught his arm.
“You’re a fool Shuichi and your too damn caught up in all the wrongs you think have been done to you to see what has really been happening.” Rick took something from his pocket and smacked it against Neo’s chest. “I have been busy for the last few hours and I didn’t even have to read the whole damn thing to know what it meant. So for once, yeah I think I know better than you.”
Rick turned and left, leaving Neo in a stunned silence. He looked down at the book in his hand. He had caught it purely on instinct.
Innocence Lost by Eiri Yuki
That was as far as he got before he felt his chest tighten into a knot. It took him a long moment to steal himself. He dropped the book on the floor and walked out without looking back at it.
*
“Okay everyone listen up!” Neo waited until he had everyone’s attention before continuing. “I’m going to say this now, because you are all going to be too exhausted latter to listen. After the concert the cars will take you strait back to the hotel, no side trips people! Get your shit together once your there, you will have an hour to pack before you have to leave for the airport! Try to sleep on the plane because we have a press conference at the studio in LA right after we land so that we can announce the six-week welcome home tour. After that you will have a month long hiatus before you have to be back in LA!”
There were several groans from the band. Neo knew that it wasn’t really necessary to state all of this now, but he knew that the more times he said it, the more likely that they would actually remember. He would say almost the same thing again at the hotel, on the plane, at the airport in LA, on the way to the press conference, and yet again just after, as well as adding a few instructions each time. What could he say? He didn’t have K around to make sure that they were too frightened to forget it after it was said the first time.
Why the hell did they have a manager anyway? Oh yeah, he hated booking gigs and interviews.
There was a call of five minutes from somewhere in the wings as the warm up band started their last song. “Get ready people!” Neo watched his band scatter around and take care of last minute tasks.
Just two more hours and then he would be on his way out Japan, hopefully for the last time.
*
~English/Japanese~
“I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...”
Neo waited for the crowd to quiet down some and then took a deep breath. “How we doing tonight TOKYO!!!!!”
The masses seemed to surge and ebb in front of him like the rippling ocean. Innumerable flashes went of as people captured the bands image for eternity.
“I am going to take just a moment or two of your time and tell you a little bit about us. Over here on bass and singing male back up we have Craig -Mamma you better watch your daughters- Nickels.” Craig played a few cords and gave a wave. “Next over here on the drums Franki –Too sexy for her own good- Winter.”
‘I really hate this part.’ He thought as Franki played for a few seconds.
“Over here tickling the ivories we have Eric –I should have been a composer- Phighter.” Another solo break, “Over here playing with the toys and singing female back up we have Tami –I’m so damn cute- Coolter.” Tami kept it short just shaking a tambourine at them. “Next on the electric guitar we have James –wannabe Dean- Wit.” James mock glared at him and did his little trick where he had his guitar say hello for him. Neo wondered if he could get it to say that in Japanese.
‘I wonder if Hiro could do that?’ He shook his head and got back to work.
“And way over there on the left we have the illustrious Rick –I just think I’m god- Davis on the synthesizers.” Rick started playing.
‘I am really glad that none of them know Japanese well enough to tell Rick what I just called him, but he deserved it.’
“And as you are all very much aware I am Neo Zolton and we are Seven Sins!” There was a roar of sound and he waited again.
“It is wonderful to be back in town. As many of you know I was born right here in Tokyo some twenty something years ago.” There were a few laughs and some more cheering. “We are very glad that you could all be here to support us on our very first international tour, so to say thanks we have a brand new song for you. This will be released on our upcoming album and it is called Crawling!”
They went nuts for a few seconds but as the band started up the noise died down.
“Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in…”
“Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take.”
“I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me
distracting/reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It’s haunting how I cant seem...
To find myself again
My walls are closing in…”
“Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take.”
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing what is real
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling, confusing what is real…”
The music died off and Neo was happy to see that the audience seemed to like the song. It had gone over well on all the other stops, but for some reason he had not be too sure about how is native Japan would take it. Maybe he had just been more concerned about what they thought then the other places; this was his homeland after all.
*
The rest of the concert went off without a hitch and Neo was glad when it was over. He loved performing, but being back in Japan had almost made him want to start singing The Rage Beat or No Style and even though not all of these fans would know who Bad Luck had been he was certain that most of them would. He was also fairly sure that they would recognize his voice.
He was putting the last of his things into his bag when he heard the door to his dressing room open. “I still don’t want to talk about it, Rick.”
“I am sorry, were you waiting for someone?”
Neo nearly groaned out loud before turning around. “Is there something I can do for you Tohma? I am in a bit of a hurry.”
“Not to worry I have already made arrangements for you to meet up with your band at the airport in time for your flight latter. I would like you to come with me.”
Neo wanted to argue but he knew better. He threw his bag over his shoulder and walked to Tohma who held out something for him. Neo had already taken hold of it when he realized it was book. “I didn’t realize that you were keeping up with Eiri’s work.”
Neo stanched the book from him and stuffed it into the top of the bag. “I’m not. This was left here by one of my band-mates who doesn’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
“Yes, I got the impression that Mr. Davis was quite the stubborn man. He seemed very determined when I spoke to him.”
Neo narrowed his eyes up at the man, who despite the heals Neo was wearing and Tohma’s own short stature was still taller. That really bugged Neo, he hated being shorter than everyone else. “I should have known that you had something to do with his snooping.”
“I would hardly consider it snooping when your relationship with Eiri is public knowledge.”
Neo gave a humph and walked out of the room towards where the car was waiting. “Neo, I am asking you to speak with me before you leave again. Besides the car and the band have already gone to the hotel.”
Neo stopped and turned around. “You know you really are a son of a bitch, Tohma.”
“As you have said on many occasions.”
Neo just looked at him for a long moment. “Fine where are we going?”
Tohma started walking and lead them to another back exit. Outside there was a car waiting, but none of the normal fan masses. This was no real surprise to Neo as the band had already left from another exit and it was unlikely that many people would want to stick around and watch the crew load equipment.
Neither of them said a word until the car stopped in front of the NG studio. “What the hell is this about Tohma? I only have an hour to make my flight if we are going to be on time for the press conference.”
Tohma just held the door to the building open for him and Neo sighed. Tohma followed him in, but didn’t say anything until they were in the elevator. “There is no press conference, at least not tomorrow. The band’s flight will be leaving on time, but you will not be on it.”
Neo saw red. “I already fucking told you I am not staying in Japan!”
It was then that the doors opened and with a gentle shove Tohma pushed him into the waiting arms of a bodyguard. “I am afraid that I am not giving you a choice this time, Shuichi.”
*
Damn Tohma is a bastard. You love to hate him. Right?
In this chapter we had Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down, then we had Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day, and finally we had Crawling by Linkin Park.
So? Too much? Not enough? Well, there will be more to come.