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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
76
Views:
3,795
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Sixty
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Author’s Notes: The House marathon ended this afternoon, and I must say, I love the show, and I'd STILL marry Hugh Laurie. In other news I'm probably going to upload less now that we've hit chapter sixty. I know, I know! So close, yet so far! But, now that I've seen how close we are to the end, how not finished we are with the sequel, I've personally decided to upload at least every other day. Sorry.
I lied a bit last chapter. I said this was going to be the performance dealy. I was wrong and miscalcutlated myself. NEXT chapter is the actual performance. My bad. This is more Taki and Tohma. This will actually be a good time to pay attention to the interaction. Keeping their behaviors in mind for future reference.
Yes, it will be on the test.
~~~
Transaction
Chapter Sixty
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"Taki!" Tohma called as he avoided getting hit with an amp. "Over here."
He had sent Taki back to N-G to help make sure all the right things were packed up to be sent over. While he trusted all his employees, this was their band, and better safe than sorry any day.
The blond walked quickly over to the man who had entered, smiling already.
"They're on their way?"
"That's what they said." Taki glanced around at the state of the club, decided it was well on its way to being organized the way it needed to be, and turned his eyes back to Tohma. "I'm sure they'll make it here in one piece."
Well, he hoped they did. Tonight would not be a good night for Keiko's driving to send them into a ditch.
Taki absolutely refused to be the one to go get them. They could crawl their way here, or suffer the consequences tomorrow. Whether they realized it or not, they needed the public practice, and as far as he was concerned, they could call it a dress rehearsal.
He didn't really give a shit. It was as likely as not he wasn't getting paid for being here.
"I promised the owner a good crowd," Tohma said, looking around the empty place. "He closed out now so we could set up. I was able to get someone to place a few announcements about tonight on the radio. Word is bound to spread."
Other wise he'd be out a bit of money. True, they were not getting paid, not even what the customers would pay to get in, but it was only fair to make up for losses if they couldn't draw a crowd that was promised.
"You've been a little off today, Taki," Tohma said, finally getting it off his chest. "Is something the matter?"
He was tempted to give Tohma the honest answer, because he knew it would get the expected response. But, Taki wasn't the sort of man who just blurted out what he was feeling or thinking, so he shook his head. "No. I'm just tired."
It would have been understandable if it were true. They had been working pretty hard.
Taki was confident that the club would be packed as soon as everything really started, though. They had all worked hard to get to this point (well, not this point, but a point near it), and it would either be packed, or Taki would start packing people in.
"Of course," Tohma said with a serious nod of agreement.
The blond left it at that, because he knew Taki was keeping things again. He may have been overworked and tired, but he would like to think that he knew Taki. Taki was always strongly in a mood, good or bad, no matter how tired.
This was an unexciting Taki standing next to him. Boring almost. Another worker drone in his hive. This wasn't why he'd gone after Taki so much.
Why had he?
Tohma stepped away from the other man, and began directing around the movers, leaving his thoughts behind to focus on what was ahead.
~~~
Author's Notes: There's always been a lot of questioning with these two. Just take some special notes this time. You may realize what's going on sooner than everyone else if you do. But, just enjoy the story either way.
Drop us a line!
~Subby
Author’s Notes: The House marathon ended this afternoon, and I must say, I love the show, and I'd STILL marry Hugh Laurie. In other news I'm probably going to upload less now that we've hit chapter sixty. I know, I know! So close, yet so far! But, now that I've seen how close we are to the end, how not finished we are with the sequel, I've personally decided to upload at least every other day. Sorry.
I lied a bit last chapter. I said this was going to be the performance dealy. I was wrong and miscalcutlated myself. NEXT chapter is the actual performance. My bad. This is more Taki and Tohma. This will actually be a good time to pay attention to the interaction. Keeping their behaviors in mind for future reference.
Yes, it will be on the test.
~~~
Transaction
Chapter Sixty
~~~
"Taki!" Tohma called as he avoided getting hit with an amp. "Over here."
He had sent Taki back to N-G to help make sure all the right things were packed up to be sent over. While he trusted all his employees, this was their band, and better safe than sorry any day.
The blond walked quickly over to the man who had entered, smiling already.
"They're on their way?"
"That's what they said." Taki glanced around at the state of the club, decided it was well on its way to being organized the way it needed to be, and turned his eyes back to Tohma. "I'm sure they'll make it here in one piece."
Well, he hoped they did. Tonight would not be a good night for Keiko's driving to send them into a ditch.
Taki absolutely refused to be the one to go get them. They could crawl their way here, or suffer the consequences tomorrow. Whether they realized it or not, they needed the public practice, and as far as he was concerned, they could call it a dress rehearsal.
He didn't really give a shit. It was as likely as not he wasn't getting paid for being here.
"I promised the owner a good crowd," Tohma said, looking around the empty place. "He closed out now so we could set up. I was able to get someone to place a few announcements about tonight on the radio. Word is bound to spread."
Other wise he'd be out a bit of money. True, they were not getting paid, not even what the customers would pay to get in, but it was only fair to make up for losses if they couldn't draw a crowd that was promised.
"You've been a little off today, Taki," Tohma said, finally getting it off his chest. "Is something the matter?"
He was tempted to give Tohma the honest answer, because he knew it would get the expected response. But, Taki wasn't the sort of man who just blurted out what he was feeling or thinking, so he shook his head. "No. I'm just tired."
It would have been understandable if it were true. They had been working pretty hard.
Taki was confident that the club would be packed as soon as everything really started, though. They had all worked hard to get to this point (well, not this point, but a point near it), and it would either be packed, or Taki would start packing people in.
"Of course," Tohma said with a serious nod of agreement.
The blond left it at that, because he knew Taki was keeping things again. He may have been overworked and tired, but he would like to think that he knew Taki. Taki was always strongly in a mood, good or bad, no matter how tired.
This was an unexciting Taki standing next to him. Boring almost. Another worker drone in his hive. This wasn't why he'd gone after Taki so much.
Why had he?
Tohma stepped away from the other man, and began directing around the movers, leaving his thoughts behind to focus on what was ahead.
~~~
Author's Notes: There's always been a lot of questioning with these two. Just take some special notes this time. You may realize what's going on sooner than everyone else if you do. But, just enjoy the story either way.
Drop us a line!
~Subby