Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Stained Music Sheets ❯ Sheet 3; Requiem of an Imprisoned Heart ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: Wow, the 3rd Chapter, in what about a week or so time? Im on a Gravitation roll! Which is not surprising since I cant stop thinking about my favorite Yaoi couple since the Gravitation OVA secret preview at August 2005 Otakon, and its what December?  As usual I don’t own anything officially Gravitation, and if I did, like many of the other fangirls out there I wouldn’t share^^.  But I do own my own characters, Allegra Pika, and Echo Location, and since my friend was introduced in my last chapter, I must say I do not own her, my friend does and if you wish to use her let me know and I will let you know how to contact her. And if you want to use my characters contact me, and Ill let you know what I decide. You can find my contract in the chapters, or on the ff.com site. Now onto Chapter 3!   Blood Stained Music Sheets Sheet 3; Requiem of an Imprisoned Heart Written By: Summoner Hirelena   That night at Shuichi and Yuki’s apartment I could not sleep one wink.  I just kept tossing and turning, plagued by the memories of earlier.  Laying there I just couldn’t believe that the members of Bad Luck were vampires, and that we were attacked by some rouge group.  It was so crazy and it all happened so fast that I could swear it was just a dream, just a wonderful dream that turned into a horrible nightmare.  And, of course, the worst evidence of it all, the chilling empty glass of the sweet red liquid of what I thought to be blood. But... the fact that I knew I was on the brink of death and that I could not control the flow of blood that came out of me made me believe in this treatment that Shuichi did on me. I wanted to talk to him some to try to figure out what it all meant, but looking over him in the very dim light coming from the moon outside I couldn’t wake up such a peaceful slumber.        When I woke up again I almost threw myself into a heart attack seeing the sun.  The old myth that vampires cant be in it racing through my mind; but since I wasn’t dead or burning the idea seemed ridiculous.  I sat up slowly tilting my head over the side seeing Shuichi snore very lightly in his sleep curled up in his blanket. Smiling I couldn’t help but giggle at his little sleepy voice go, ‘Yukiii…’, ‘ Yuuuukiiii’, it was cute that he was so dedicated to this man that he would dream of him. ‘Even though Yuki…Yuki, doesn’t want me around him’ I shook my head furiously my hair whipping my skin like tiny whips as I shut my eyes closed. ‘Don’t cry, don’t be upset. You already decided…’ Pulling the blanket off of me I began to fold them quietly my heart tearing.  There was a strong feeling of dread that was just nagging at me, a very horrible feeling that I could not place.  Putting the now neatly folded blanket down I slipped off the bed careful of the singer laying there.  Quickly looking around and listening for any sign of the writer I bent down beside Shuichi my hand reaching out to his face.  His cheeks were cold, and warm at the same time, his skin soft… Blushing from embarrassment, I could not help but run my hand down his chin pushing his candy pink hair back behind his ear very gently.  Looking down at his peaceful face I caught the glint of something on my wrist.  ‘Oh, my watch…’ Tilting my wrist I inwardly groaned seeing I had only a half an hour until I had to show myself at class. Air was probably worried sick about me, probably got the police out looking for me.  With much dislike I stood up moving away from the boy looking around until I could find the kitchen.  Quietly I began to dig around fishing for a notepad and a writing utensil.  Finding one I hurriedly scribbled down a note knowing if I didn’t do this than and there I would regret it horribly.   Shuichi       Shindou-san, I thank you for whatever you did to help me last night.  For some odd reason just knowing you were trying to protect me helped me get through the traumatic time. Please, keep safe, I don’t know how I could take hearing that you were hurt.  Also if you could do me this favor, and tell Hiroshi goodbye for me too please? I do not want him to think me terribly rude…And Im sorry for the inconvenience that I caused you and Yuki-san…   Always your Number One fan, Allegra Pika   I hated to go back to the way it used to be, hated to put this distance between us.  And the thought of his feelings being hurt, of abandoning what we had just created tears that decorated the note.  Rubbing them away I moved back into the room where Shuichi slept, and quietly made my way to the end of the couch.  With one last deep breath I laid the note there and began to back away from the comfort of this room.  Stepping in my shoes I felt the harsh pressure in my chest due to the anxiety that was racing through my body.  Clutching onto the door handle I turned back to get one last look into the room that my muse laid in. I let out a deep quick breath as I quickly opened the door and tossed myself out into the dim hallway shutting it behind me quietly.  Squeezing my green eyes shut I raced down the hallway and to the steps.  I couldn’t even tell you what sensations and thoughts were racing through me as I flew down the steps almost running into a few apartment mates.  Throwing the door open I flung myself into the daylight of the streets outside.  ‘Yuki’s right, Shuichi’s happy the way he is, and he doesn’t need me going around messing with his life’ Racing down the streets I started heading towards Tokyo U, back to my home with Airlia, and away from this strange new rush of sensations that he brought up.  I don’t know how long I raced down those streets, how many people I raced into in my blind fleeing of that home; all I know is that when I raced past the gates I couldn’t breathe.  My lungs burned, and my legs felt like heavy lead, but for some odd reason I felt a small relief when I realized if I jogged I could make it to my class on time.  It took a bit of convincing but finally my body gave in to my requests as I quickly jogged into the school and down its hallways bursting into my Grammar Class. “AL!” Looking up as I was gasping for breath I met with the blue grey eyes of Air as she raced up tossing arms around me. “OH MY GOD I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU” I gasped for breath as she squeezed me hard squealing how she thought something bad happened after I disappeared in the crowd. “H-hey let me go!” She pulled away quickly smiling apologetically as she gently took my hands pulling me to our paired desks. Sitting me down on the hard seat she moved to sit next to me as she pushed back her blonde hair. “So what happened? After they moved you away from the crowd I couldn’t find you, and you didn’t call and-“ “I passed out…” I cut her off very quietly trying not to get the attention of the other students chatting around me. “What?” She hissed moving in closer her chocolate eyes narrowing at me almost unbelieving. “I know I know” Putting a hand to my head I sighed closing my eyes. All these questions were really making me wary, and I really didn’t feel like answering them. “So?” Airlia insisted crossing her hands over the tie wanting more. “…Bad Luck took me to their hotel room until I woke up…” Her blue eyes widened, her jaw dropping stunned at my story. Suddenly, there was a chill down my back, the overwhelming distinct feeling of when you speak too much and you know your going to say something stupid.    “Nuh-uh”  ‘Just…don& #8217;t let her know about their secret, else, it might hurt the band, here quickly change the subject’ “…Yes bu-“ “So you got to meet Shindou-san?!” She almost squealed hopping up and down on her seat, her excitement almost giving away the private moment we were having. “Stand” We turned our heads to see our teacher standing at the front behind her desk ready to start.  Without another word I stood up almost thankful to cut this conversation short, I didn’t want to even slightly mention anything strange that the band is doing. “Bow” “Damn, well you and me will talk afterwards” “Please be seated” I sat down slowly ignoring Air’s hisses to me as the teacher began to speak. “Please open your books to page 34” Gasping quietly I looked around realizing that, in my rush to come here I never went back to get my books. ‘Shoot…’ “Here” The blonde smiled pushing the book between us very slowly so that the teacher wouldn’t notice.     The class could not have gone any slower, there was nothing that the teacher could say or do that could keep my mind focused.  All I could think about was the person I left behind, and it was pathetically sad, and I knew that, which makes it worst. His voice, his smile, his giggle haunted my every other thought, the other ones though was tormented by Eiri Yuki’s hints and pushes towards me being... being…   “Stand” My head picked up from behind my hair curtain as the female teacher’s soft voice cut through my thoughts. I stood up quickly collecting my thoughts enough to listen to the teachers’ usual closing of class. “Bow” Bowing gently I sighed feeling the top of my uniform shift strangely due to the fact it was cut with that knife earlier.  ‘I’m glad no one said anything so far about this…’ Standing straight I ran my fingers through my hair as the teacher waved goodbye to everyone and than gathered her things.      “Alright come on and spill the beans girl” Air yanked on the cuff of my school uniform hard enough to pull me in the seat than placed her hands on my shoulder forcing me to face her. She blinked her head tilting to the side her highlights flashing in the sunlight as she peered at my clothes. “What happened there?” Turning the tear away from her I shook my head. “Nothing really, it got caught in a fence” I lied quickly my eyes bowing away from hers as I stared at my lap. She kept quiet for a few seconds as I saw her shrug from the corner of my eyes. “Fine, than what else happened to you?” “N-nothing. Shindou…was everything I ever imagined” My cheeks flushed as I mentioned his formal last name once again, it wasn’t pleasant, lying like this, trying to hide the encounters I had, but my secrets had to be kept. And she knew this her blue-grey eyes bore into me like she was trying to read my mind and find the truth that was being kept from her. “Please don’t ask anything else Air, I don’t really want to talk about it” Her whole body pulled back like something just scared her, her eyes not mirroring a curious girl, but a girl worried about someone she cared about. “Im fine, stop looking at me like that” Its funny, the teacher’s have such a wonderful sense of timing, another came in for the next class before Air could speak up once again.  Even stranger when class began she fell quiet, it was highly irregular, because she was usually very chatty and nosey about my business.  Shaking my head I put the thought away looking down at our shared book about math.  It was not good to dwell, and I had to try a lot harder to concentrate on this class, since I was so horrible at it. The teacher continued to drone on his back turned to us as he wrote equations and things on the board.  The words though never stuck, after a while in the class my heart began to race as an overwhelming sense of depression filled my mind.  But what was really weird was, I don’t think it was my own depression that caused it.    Like I was pulling someone else’s emotions into my own heart allowing their sadness to fester inside of me. Gasping softly I placed a hand over my chest hoping that I could cradle this pain. ‘What’s going on…Why do I feel worried…scared and upset all at the same time?...’ Than suddenly the sound of the sliding door brought my moistening eyes to front where there stood an older looking boy. Not in our uniforms, but in a bright yellow sweater and a dark pair of pants.  And on his head there was a dark blue hat that said ‘Bad’ on it which hid the messy dark green hair which poked out from under it. But you couldn’t see his eyes, for some odd reason he was wearing sunglasses inside the building…  “Excuse me you can’t just come into my classroom like th-“ “I’m looking for a girl by the name of Allegra Pika” He said happily his head moving around like he was scanning the classroom.  Shifting in my seat uneasily I had no clue what was going on, I never met this person and he knew my name and was looking for me…? Turning to Air I heard her gasp quietly her blue-ish eyes widening like she saw a ghost. “What for?” “Oh wait there she is! Hi Al!” Blinking my eyes were brought to the front as the mysterious person cried my nickname and skipped down the aisle towards me. “Don’t worry teacher-lady, its an emergency! And she’ll be back as soon as she’s allowed to!” With a wide childish grin as if saying, ‘trust me?’, he stood there in front of my desk holding his hand out. “Pika-san do you know this boy?” I wanted to cry out, ‘no no no!’, but his aura was peaceful, calming, and even though I had no way to realize this, but he had the power to calm me down… “Yes…” I murmured calmly taking his less than lukewarm hand.  Suddenly the pressure in my chest and my heart lifted as I stood standing in the protective area beside the mysterious man. I could hear my best friend groan quietly from her seat, loud enough for me to hear but not the teacher. “May I be excused Senshi?”  Her tongue clicked in her mouth annoyed at this huge disturbance, her eyes shifting looking at the man than me. “Im sure she wont mind!” He laughed nervously pulling my arm gently to drag me down the aisle slowly. The class was quiet as I tried my best to give a genuine smile at the teacher, but it felt so fake that Im sure everyone could see right straight through me. The man pulled me closer and squeezed my hand gently for some reason, in what I guess was comfort before he suddenly yanked on it. “SCRAMBLE!” I cried in surprise out as he pulled me quickly down the walkways towards the still open doorframe.  The whole class went up in uproar as I was yanked outside into the empty hallways our feet echoing in a quick rhythm. Wincing I felt my wrist being tugged as we scrambled down the hallway towards the main doors. ‘Who is this person!? Better question why am I following him?’ My mind was racing, my more intelligent and sensible side screaming, ‘God knows he maybe planning to take you and rape you! Get away!’   We raced out the doors down the steps into the bright and warm sky before the stranger would let go of my hand.  His pace was still quick as he moved in front of me heading into the streets, his hands reaching for his head.  And although my mind was still screaming at me, my heart said follow.  There was nothing though that could deter me from sensing that this person meant me no harm, and in following him I could prove that.  ‘What…is that?’ My thoughts were interrupted as the male’s hand touched his hat gripping it as he began to pull it off.  In doing so the green hair that he had suddenly turned…pink? “NEEE Kumagomo! Do you think Shu-chan will be very happy now?”  I blinked in almost disbelief as this pink thing was taken off the green topped head slowly formed into the image of the famous Kumagomo, of Ryuichi Sakuma. “…I don’t believe this…Your-Your” He turned pulling his glasses off with his free hand his dark blue eyes blinking curiously at me.   “…Sakuma-san” Managing to gasp his name I realized why Air was so stunned in the class room.  She knew it was him. Sakuma laughed cheerfully as his arm raised swinging his pink plush in the air. “HAI HAI! And your Allegra who ran away-e-yay and made Shu-chan sad!” His blue eyes blinked at me as I stopped dead in my steps my eyes widening at him. “..S-S-Shu-chan?” “Yea, Shindou was so upset he couldn’t do his sparkling! He was worried about you” My teeth clutched as my hand found its way to my neck the pain and sensations flooding back into me. “Ah, I see, he marked ya with the special nippies!” He giggled skipping to me than racing around. “Kumagomo likes to nippy too ne?” ‘He was worried about me…’ I could almost feel the hot tears welling up into my eyes as I felt more pain press against my heart. ‘…But…what about…Yuki?’ His cruel golden eyes still bore into me, his voice loud and clear in my mind, he hated me. And he did not want me anywhere near his lover…My muse. “Sakuma-san…I cant…” “Can’t what?” Ryuichi tilted his plush to face him as they blinked at each other. “…I can’t-I cant go back after Yuki-san told me to stay Shu-er Shindou-san!!” It was a stupid reason to stay away, but I fought my way to Japan to be closer to him, and if anything happened to him…especially because of me…how could I forgive myself.   My body bowed to give the familiar Japanese apology stance. “Im sorry…Sakuma-san, please, tell him I’m sor-ryyyyy!” Suddenly there was air combing through my hair, nothing under my feet, and Kumagomo in my arms.           “I must bring the one they call Al to Shu!” I felt his arm on my waist as I rested there on his shoulder staring at the school as Sakuma Ryuichi carried me to Goddess only knows where. “Let me go let me go!” Wiggling on his shoulder my body shook feeling very sick about the lukewarm sensation of skin he has. Like the taste of warm soda, it made my stomach turn. “We must deliver a present a present a present, we must deliver a present to the Shin-dou!” He sang walking out of the school gates and by the street. “Where are we going?” Yes it was a stupid question, but as I was being tossed in some car, it was a textbook kidnapping rape scenario. Sitting up in the plush seats the singer smiled leaning in to pluck his plush from my arms than pulled away to shut the door. “Oh, so this is the girl that got Shindou all worked up over?” As I was clicking on the seatbelt I lifted my head to see a purple haired girl smile at me from the drivers side seat. “Oh my god, your Noriko Ukai!” My jaw was dropping as Ryuichi slipped into the passenger side seat giving her thumbs up. “Ready!” The girl grinned resting back in the seat putting her dark sunglasses on her face and revved the engine. “OH YEA, FEEL IT PURR!” Suddenly I was pressed against the back of the seat as she hit the gas, making the car fly down the streets. And with the speed that we were going, I couldn’t tell which way we were going without getting dizzy.  Laying against the side of the car I could hear Noriko and Ryuichi chat in the front seats. “Ryu shes looking a bit pale” “She got special nips!” He answered happily as we turned again down another street. “Please, I cannot meet Shindou again…Yuki-san will be angry. Im sure that’s what its about, being bitten. Please, just, just let me deal on my own” I pleaded my body now shaking with fear and anxiety. And with no warning the tires shrieked loudly as she slammed on the brakes stopping in front of a large office looking building. Staring out the window I felt my breath going sparse again, panic setting in as Sakuma-san and Ukai-san climbed out of the car and moved over to my side. ‘How can I face him…After I walked out the way I did…?’ They opened my door and stood beside it as I slowly stepped out into the sunlight once again.  It was strangely ironic how we walked into the building, them in front and beside me like I was a criminal going to execution.  That’s how it felt though, even if my executioner was my muse, my God, Shindou Shuichi.    “We’re here at the studio” “SHU-CHAN!” They opened up a door and sitting there on rolling seats was the boys of Bad Luck, and in the center, was Shuichi…They’re eyes turned to the door, as their singer moved back from his backwards position on the chair getting up.  “Allegra! Your back!” He cried racing over his white shirt flapping with the wind at his speed.  Stopping in front of Sakuma he clutched his hands tears in his large loving eyes. “Thank you Sakuma-san! I don’t know what I can do to repay you!” The Nittle Grasper singer blinked in thought his Kumagoro stroking his cheek than with a grin he raised a finger. “LIFETIME SUPPLY OF THE NEWEST SOUL CALIBER GAMES!” The two grinned at each other for a couple of seconds like they were communicating through their body signals. Than in dramatic flair they tossed arms around each other’s shoulder bursting out in mechanical laughs. “Why do I get stuck in a group full of idiots?” Fujisaki murmured crossing his arms over his chest next to a serious looking tall man with glasses in a suit. “So,” Turning I saw Hiro come up running his fingers through his thick dark red hair in a lazy manner. “I don’t get it, you act like you don’t want to leave us. And when you get to stay at Shuichi’s place, a wonderful chance to roll around in his bed, and what do you do, you run away.  Why?” Suddenly everyone turned quiet in the room, their eyes turning to me full of questions.  Shindou slowly let go of Sakuma stepping forward making my heart stop as he locked his eyes with mine. ‘What I wouldn’t give to hide, and run away…’ I swallowed gently to fight against the sudden bout of a dry throat, as he sighed his eyes softening. “…Why did you run off…? I-I was worried about you” My cheeks blushed as my mouth opened and spoke on its own. “I know…I could feel it” Suddenly he was a step closer, his eyes glittering down at me, his breath almost at my skin…I wanted to toss my arms around him, wanted to cry, to feel his wonderfully cool yet warm skin against mine… Biting my lip slightly I knew if I said anything about Yuki’s threat, he might hate me. ‘Yuki, is his lover, his mate, and I’m just…I’m just a fan’ “You coul- Shuichi…You didn’t” Hiro said, the sound of his disfavor for the idea coming loud in clear in his tone.  The guitarist groaned putting his hand on his forehead tilting his head back. “She was going to die Hiro, what else could I have done?” He hissed sending him a determined and nasty glare. “What did you do to me Shindou…?” Wrapping my arms around myself I closed my eyes shaking with fear of what the answer could be. Gasping I blushed opening my eyes suddenly feeling Shindou’s arms around me. “I’m sorry” He murmured softly. “I couldn’t stand seeing anyone die because of our stupid problem…I just…couldn’t help it. I gave you my blood...I gave you life-as a vampire” I stopped shaking as I lifted my head staring up into his purple eyes confusion racking my mind. “Is that why-“ He nodded cutting me off, “You have been feeling upset all morning, I felt it.  And when I saw you were gone you probably felt me being upset. I was worried that you ran off in fear or something…”   Tears fell from my eyes as I felt my hands unconsciously clutch onto his white shirt with the rush of needing to stay this close to him. “Im sorry Shindou-san…I didn’t want to, but I just had to for my own reasons” I babbled crazily spouting a mix of lies and truth.        “Please forgive me, I never meant to hurt you!”    “So, why did you run off?” Shuichi asked again his voice vibrating through my body from his chest.  “I cant say” But before anyone else could speak we all jumped hearing the door to the Recording Studio being kicked open. I cried out hugging onto the safe body of my muse, the flashes of the night before replaying in my mind. “NO MORE PLEASE! NO MORE! JUST LEAVE US ALONE!”       “Oh, Hi Mr. K” Blinking I turned around still attached to Shuichi, and saw a tall blonde man walk in dressed in a white dress shirt and pants, a gun carried on his back. His blue eyes blinked at me his lips curling up in a grin. “Uh-oh Shuichi-kun’s cheating on the wonderful Eiri Yuki!!” He laughed playfully putting his hand on his hip. “THAT’S NOT HOW IT IS!!” The singer cried his arms flailing around enough to exaggerate his words. Blushing I let go of him pushing back my messy black hair as the blonde known as Mr. K walked up to Shuichi. “Well aren’t you going to introduce me?” “Mr. K that is Allegra Pika, she’s the girl I told you about that fainted” Fujisaki introduced with a smile. Than holding a hand out to Mr. K he grinned. “And that’s Mr. K, our-“
”Manager” I finished meekly holding my hand out to shake his. “Yea…And that’s Mr. Sakano-“ He hesitantly continued eyeing me slightly with his brown eyes. “The producer” “How do you know that, you just met them?” Hiro asked curiously his eyes batting as he picked his guitar back up. “I love you guys, I know who are your bosses-“ Suddenly there was a soft melody that was heard throughout the room. “Is that a cell phone?” I asked looking around. “Oh yea! Shindou-san, here you go you left it in the car!” K pulled out a small cell phone the muffled song now forming into the hot Nittle Grasper song, No Virtual! Shuichi cheered happily grabbing the phone, “That’s Yuki’s song!” He cried pushing a button and putting the item to his ear. “Hai, Yuki-kun? What is it you want me to come home now? Because Ill drop every-“   The singer’s face went pale as he suddenly stopped talking.  His face started dropping his eyes widening like he saw a ghost. “Yea…Ill tell them…You be careful…” Taking the phone from his ear Shuichi’s eyes clouded with worry.  He was so honest and innocent, his eyes and face gave away that something horrible just happened. “Shu, what happened?” Ryu asked pushing himself over in the wheeled chair. Slowly he murmured, “Yuki’s brother, Tatsuho, has been kidnapped by the rouges”     Authors Notes:     Poor Al^^ She’s just being put on an emotional roller coaster! I hope you enjoyed my angsty like chapter! *hugs her Kumagoro* This chapter, obviously was to show how Allegra tries to deal without being with him, but through the force of vampire’s blood, and a bit of Gravitation love, she cant deal. Its sad. But on a brighter note you gotta love the random Ryu and his Soul Caliber obsession, and I totally loved putting in Noriko, even if its just for this chapter or so.  Shes a lot of fun in the manga!    Anyway, so who are these rouges? What is Al going to do now that she found living without Shuichi is almost impossible? What about Yuki? And where is Tatsuho at, and why was he taken? ^^ Stay tuned for Sheet 4!