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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
76
Views:
3,818
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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 Seventy-Two
Disclaimer: Lalalala!
Author’s Notes: Hey, guess what? I had my first promotion today! See, Six Flags can be hired out to have characters go out of park and make appearances. This is to help promote our park. I loved these things. I got to go to the X Games in California because of this. It was a great time! This was my first one in Jersey. Not great, but a lot of fun.
And I got a new pet! It was an accident. A baby bird fell from its nest in the back lot at work and there was a storming coming. We've got cats at the park that roam and the mom tried to pick it up but couldn't do it and we couldn't reach the nest. I was going to cry if I had to leave it there. So, I now have a bird that lives in a cupcake box!
His name is Kaboom, since that's how they said he fell. XD Mean, I know. I call him 'boom for short. He's quite ugly. Very young, though. Barely any fuzz on him, young. I'm hoping I'll be able to set him free once he's old enough, but I'm worried that since he's so young he might become a hand bird. I'd rather not do that to a wild bird, but I wouldn't know what to do otherwise.
Anyways, on to the story!
Enjoy!
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Transaction
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Chapter Seventy-Two
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Keiko was sitting on her couch, beer in hand, lit cigarette in the other. There were few things she knew how to handle. One was Kenji angry. The other was midgets and world domination, but that was a different story and this wasn't the one happening.
She left the TV off. Usually she was full of distractions when Kenji was over, but the look on his face kinda scared her. She didn't want to rub him the wrong way at all. His whole being warned her against doing that.
She took a large swallow of beer and pulled on the cigarette until the filter went hot and soft between her finger and her lungs burned.
Kenji had a bad day.
"Sooo... do you want anything to drink?" she asked, shifting on the couch.
Beer, water and beer.
"No." It was the most Kenji had said since asking Keiko for a ride to her house. He didn't want to go home, and there was no way in hell he was going to go home with Haido. He hadn't offered Keiko an explanation, hadn't made any suggestion as to what it was about...
But, it couldn't be hard to tell. He'd taken every measure available to him to avoid being around Haido today. They'd talked for two minutes in the beginning of their lunch break, and Kenji had had to stop and force himself to calm down too many times within those minutes to think of being around Haido.
He was being totally unreasonable! Kenji had tried to explain to him that he'd talked to the choreographer, but - and then Haido had given him a look, and told him that a "but" wasn't good enough.
Kenji couldn't take it. He was already under enough pressure for the concert, with the choreographer and Taki telling him that the concert had to be perfect... He didn't need, and couldn't handle, Haido bitching at him on top of that.
Keiko swallowed hard, snubbing out the cigarette in the ashtray on the small table in front of her. This was just worrisome. Kenji was happy and bouncy. Keiko was moody and bitchy.
Food! Food always seemed to work.
Who was she kidding. Kenji came to her without asking anything. She knew he needed to talk about something. No use pretending he didn't, even if only to keep him not all explode-y.
"Kenji, is there anything you'd like to talk about? Friend to friend?"
"Guys are stupid drama queens!" Kenji burst out, the scowl on his face harsh and unyielding. He didn't get up to pace, but it was clear he was close. "Haido's being a total asshole about the stupid me having to kiss the fucking dancer thing! And I can't get out of it because the choreographer's stupid and Tohma and Taki won't change anything!"
Because EVERYTHING had to be perfect! It couldn't be just a little off, or even improved, it had to be perfect! It made Kenji want to be sick.
Keiko thought about it as she lit a fresh cigarette. Well, Haido was being a bit demanding. It wasn't like Kenji was testing the waters of the relationship or there was reason to worry like that.
Haido was being silly.
"Well, consider this small time apart from Haido a bit of a break so you can focus on the performance," she offered.
Kenji's nod was numb, almost detached. He didn't want to focus on the performance. He did that at work, and focusing on the concert had gotten him in trouble with Haido in the first place.
He was tired of thinking about the concert.
Looking up at Keiko, he managed a weak smile. "Is it okay if I stay here tonight?" Watching Keiko's nod made his smile stronger, steady.
It was nice, having someone he could depend on, even if she did leave him with bruises and occasionally accidental cigarette burns.
~~~
Author's Notes: I'm getting kind of sleepy here, and I have work tomorrow, so there's not much to say here. This chapter was most likely to bring Keiko back into the picture for a minute. Y'know, showing off that whole friendship thing, a different side of her and whatnot.
So sleepy...
Drop us a line.
~Subby
Author’s Notes: Hey, guess what? I had my first promotion today! See, Six Flags can be hired out to have characters go out of park and make appearances. This is to help promote our park. I loved these things. I got to go to the X Games in California because of this. It was a great time! This was my first one in Jersey. Not great, but a lot of fun.
And I got a new pet! It was an accident. A baby bird fell from its nest in the back lot at work and there was a storming coming. We've got cats at the park that roam and the mom tried to pick it up but couldn't do it and we couldn't reach the nest. I was going to cry if I had to leave it there. So, I now have a bird that lives in a cupcake box!
His name is Kaboom, since that's how they said he fell. XD Mean, I know. I call him 'boom for short. He's quite ugly. Very young, though. Barely any fuzz on him, young. I'm hoping I'll be able to set him free once he's old enough, but I'm worried that since he's so young he might become a hand bird. I'd rather not do that to a wild bird, but I wouldn't know what to do otherwise.
Anyways, on to the story!
Enjoy!
~~~
Transaction
~~~
Chapter Seventy-Two
~~~
Keiko was sitting on her couch, beer in hand, lit cigarette in the other. There were few things she knew how to handle. One was Kenji angry. The other was midgets and world domination, but that was a different story and this wasn't the one happening.
She left the TV off. Usually she was full of distractions when Kenji was over, but the look on his face kinda scared her. She didn't want to rub him the wrong way at all. His whole being warned her against doing that.
She took a large swallow of beer and pulled on the cigarette until the filter went hot and soft between her finger and her lungs burned.
Kenji had a bad day.
"Sooo... do you want anything to drink?" she asked, shifting on the couch.
Beer, water and beer.
"No." It was the most Kenji had said since asking Keiko for a ride to her house. He didn't want to go home, and there was no way in hell he was going to go home with Haido. He hadn't offered Keiko an explanation, hadn't made any suggestion as to what it was about...
But, it couldn't be hard to tell. He'd taken every measure available to him to avoid being around Haido today. They'd talked for two minutes in the beginning of their lunch break, and Kenji had had to stop and force himself to calm down too many times within those minutes to think of being around Haido.
He was being totally unreasonable! Kenji had tried to explain to him that he'd talked to the choreographer, but - and then Haido had given him a look, and told him that a "but" wasn't good enough.
Kenji couldn't take it. He was already under enough pressure for the concert, with the choreographer and Taki telling him that the concert had to be perfect... He didn't need, and couldn't handle, Haido bitching at him on top of that.
Keiko swallowed hard, snubbing out the cigarette in the ashtray on the small table in front of her. This was just worrisome. Kenji was happy and bouncy. Keiko was moody and bitchy.
Food! Food always seemed to work.
Who was she kidding. Kenji came to her without asking anything. She knew he needed to talk about something. No use pretending he didn't, even if only to keep him not all explode-y.
"Kenji, is there anything you'd like to talk about? Friend to friend?"
"Guys are stupid drama queens!" Kenji burst out, the scowl on his face harsh and unyielding. He didn't get up to pace, but it was clear he was close. "Haido's being a total asshole about the stupid me having to kiss the fucking dancer thing! And I can't get out of it because the choreographer's stupid and Tohma and Taki won't change anything!"
Because EVERYTHING had to be perfect! It couldn't be just a little off, or even improved, it had to be perfect! It made Kenji want to be sick.
Keiko thought about it as she lit a fresh cigarette. Well, Haido was being a bit demanding. It wasn't like Kenji was testing the waters of the relationship or there was reason to worry like that.
Haido was being silly.
"Well, consider this small time apart from Haido a bit of a break so you can focus on the performance," she offered.
Kenji's nod was numb, almost detached. He didn't want to focus on the performance. He did that at work, and focusing on the concert had gotten him in trouble with Haido in the first place.
He was tired of thinking about the concert.
Looking up at Keiko, he managed a weak smile. "Is it okay if I stay here tonight?" Watching Keiko's nod made his smile stronger, steady.
It was nice, having someone he could depend on, even if she did leave him with bruises and occasionally accidental cigarette burns.
~~~
Author's Notes: I'm getting kind of sleepy here, and I have work tomorrow, so there's not much to say here. This chapter was most likely to bring Keiko back into the picture for a minute. Y'know, showing off that whole friendship thing, a different side of her and whatnot.
So sleepy...
Drop us a line.
~Subby