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Chocolates

By: Masqueer11

Disclaimer: Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami. I do not own any of the characters. Anything else that is familiar with the reader (like those brands of chocolates) and exist in the real world belongs to their respective owners. The idea and plot of the story is mine though.

Hell hath no fury like Shuichi scorned - Masqueer11

Shuichi forced the urge to scream. It wasn't fair at all. Why, oh why did Buddha the Enlightened and Compassionate One is torturing him today?!

He came to work to finish his new lyric.

He left his home, the shared apartment between him and Yuki (It was actually Yuki's but he wouldn't admit it) with Yuki giving him the usual cold shoulder. Not that he realized that he bragged about almost everything to the poor author (The cold shoulder is Yuki's natural defend mechanism against a species named Homo Sapien Shuichi).

Hiro wouldn't stop yapping up about Ayaka. Apparently, he'll be going out with his girlfriend. Ayaka this, Ayaka that, would my panda suit be okay for the date, should I put gel in my hair, hey, Shu…..the pink-haired rockstar tuned out the rest.

Sakano was chomping on his nails. Shuichi wondered if he'll chew his fingers next. As if on cue, Sakano transformed into a whirling whirlwind as an obvious sign of his distress, knocking pencil stands and coffee mugs.

Fujisaki, on the other hand, was being a real 16 year old brat. He mumbled about crazy recording crews and refused to do anything by sitting down, tuning on an iPod.

K so far was the worst. The American kept shooting random bullets while laughing like a maniac on the loose.

K threw a hand bomb at Shuichi, which the singer dodged. Thus, K missed Shuichi.

But not Fujisaki's synthesizer which could only settled for a sweatdrop.

Oh, dang!

After much chaos ensued (Tohma had to be called down from his office), Shuichi slipped silently to the vending machine.

His hand shook and he slipped the coin in.

He needed Pockey and he needed it NOW.

Unknown to the world, that's how Shuichi kept his smiling facade and emotion in check. Without Pockey,…let's just say nobody wants to know.

It's his life savior, his very own version of Popeye's Green Spinach.

He looked at the vending machine.

SORRY. POCKEY SOLD OUT.

“Pockey, I need Pockey!!!!! Give me Pockey!!!! Now!!! I'll die!!!!”

Shaking a 70 kg vending machine is bad thing. Especially when you're holding it.

It toppled over.

Shuichi sweatdropped.

“Uh oh.”

After crawling out alive from the clutch of the scary vending machine, Shuichi sat on the floor like a zombie. His cheeks had shrunken in size and his eyes as wide as saucers with little dots. His limbs became like sticks.

He was going batty.

His sweet tooth is aching.

Inside Shuichi's conscious which resembled a pitch black hole, an evil paused the recording VHS system, smuggled over from Brainutopia. Five images froze in five screens.

Cackling madly, it hacked into Brainutopia's leading THOUGHTS Channel, sending an unholy message.

A finger with multi-colored nail pressed the red button.

Shuichi's eyes glazed over with madness.

Of course, he still has one more option.

The Forbidden Option.

He zoomed towards the secret headquarters known as…

The Store Room.

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Shuichi shuddered. He couldn't take it anymore. Trembling, he opened the forbidden package. He gulped. His mind was splitting into two. He could feel his most secretive desire rose. Oh, sweet laughing Buddha!

Shuichi shook his head. No, no, he shouldn't be doing this. He promised to Hiro, his best friend who made him swear NEVER, EVER come near the most wretched thing on this planet again.

The pink-haired singer dropped the package, horrified as if the thing had contaminated his fingers. He pulled at his hair in despair and wailed.

“AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! ”

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Outside, the janitor almost reached the door knob to the Store Room.

Then he heard it.

“AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! !”

He dropped his tools and sprinted away for his life, leaving cloud dusts behind.

He knew that the Store Room was haunted.

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Back inside, Shuichi was buried in a pile of mess. His wailing caused all the tools, gadgets, equipments and whatnot to vibrate off their racks and landed on him since he was at the center.

Spare toilet rolls included.

He groaned, rubbing his poor head.

“Stupid things!! How in the name of Buddha did the janitor put all of you stupid things in here?!” he said, throwing a mop stick away.

It seemed that the spirits of “stupid things” didn't like being called “stupid things” since the stupid one here didn't realize that he was the one being stupid in the first place.

The mop stick hit a rack which was extremely near to Shuichi, causing the wooden holder to groan and creaked which resulted in the off-balancing of a large SONY battery-powered radio.

“Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way……..” it sang, coming to life.

A loud SMACK can be heard from outside.

“Oh, hohoho, Merry Christmas!!”

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Shuichi found himself in Lala Candyland where all the trees and flowers were lollipops and M&Ms and other types of the chocolates known to mankind.

Shuichi poofed into chibi mode and went into a frenzy.

“Chocolattoooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Hold it!!” a voice commanded.

Shuichi froze, a Snickers Bar bigger than himself was in his mouth.

A pink fairy with that looked like himself with a caramel halo and clutching a Pockey in his hand.

“Shame on you, greedy over gobbles and gobbles of sweeties. Why Shuichi, aren't you worried that you might get fat?!”

FAT?! Shuichi shrieked again in horror, forgetting at all about this possibility.

Pockey Fairy Shuichi tapped his Pockey Wand and a screen appeared, courtesy of JVC.

“This is Shuichi when he controls his indulgence.”

The screen shows a normal-looking Shuichi.

“This is Shuichi when he disobeys the rules.”

The normal-looking Shuichi bloated out. His famous yellow trench coat with slim black outfits ripped off, revealing a piggy-like Shuichi with squinty eyes. Piggy Shuichi is shunned out, left by a horrified Yuki and friends. Piggy Shuichi cried a sea of tears. Piggy Shuichi jumps off the Empire States Building. A tombstone appeared on a sunny hill with the name `Shuichi'.

Shuichi blinked tears and whimpered.

Pockey Fairy Shuichi sighed. “Now, Shuichi. Consider the situation. What you're doing is wrong and..”

“Man oh man, are ya gonna blabber like ya always do, sugar plum?” Toblerone Devil Shuichi wearing a tight red suit holding a Toblerone Bar sneered.

Pockey Fairy Shuichi scowled.

Toblerone Devil Shuichi flowed over to Shuichi, twahcking over Pockey Fairy Shuichi with the chocolate bar.

He winked. “Come one, Shu-kun. That's nothing. This is the real deal.”

Pandora's Box which was glowing pink appeared.

Pockey Fairy Shuichi gasped, kicking his chubby legs in the air, trying to get up.

“No Shuichi, don't listen to….umph.”

Toblerone Devil Shuichi sealed his mouth with a chewing gum. Peppermint what else.

“Come on, Shu-kun. Don'tcha want it. The Holy Grail of All Sweeties.”

“I…” Shuichi hesitated, remembering Hiro.

The devillish side of Shuichi patted him.

“Take it, Shu-kun. Here, feel it. Oh yeassss, feeel the power.”

“Oh, I can feel it!”

“You're the man, Shu-kun! Who's the man?”

“I'm the man!!!”

“You're the man!!”

“I'm the man!!!”

“Now shove it and gobble it up, Shu-boy!”

Shuichi woke up. Throwing the radio out of the way, he dove into the pile. His hands sought out the package, ripping it out. His mouth watered at the sight of…

Belgian Seashells Chocolates, the oohlala of sweeties……

and wolfed it down with one single gulp.

And gasped.

Outside the Store Room, the janitor slowly tiptoed to the Store Room.

His other janitor friends didn't believe him, rudely asking him to go back to work before Tohma fired their asses.

He saw eerily glowing pink lights coming from the door.

And he zoomed away for life again.

This time quitting for real.

So time flew by and the sun was oddly being bumped away by a crescent moon.

On top of NG Records, a figure cackled madly while standing at the edge of the top floor building. Plus the blowing cape with a bad imitation of Batman.

“Oh yeaeeehhhhh, I'm free! I'm alive!!!!!!!! Revenge I tell you! To those who are my enemies, it will be your foremost nightmare. Muhahahaha!”

The wind decided to change its direction and the cape swooped over the so-called villain.

“Stupid wind, you threw off my groove!”

Meanwhile, Yuki was worried over his missing lover.

He looked towards the clock pointing half past one and still no sign of his energetic, genki, happy, cheerful, loving, bratty……and the list goes on and on……………….

pink haired baka coming barreling through the front door.

Maybe he shouldn't be too harsh on Shuichi.

He plopped on the sofa.

Within seconds, he dozed off. Reluctantly, of course.

The front door creaked opened.

A shadow tiptoed into the house.

And grinned in front of Eiri.

Victim 1#

Yuki Eiri woke up grogily.

He jolted up, realizing his pink-haired beloved had not returned at all.

And tripped on the perfectly smooth floor.

He groaned, wondering why his source of balance had shifted.

Looking down, he gasped.

Horrified, he ran to the bathroom.

Letting out a girlish scream that wasn't heard before in Gravitation.

On the sink was a pink note. _____________________________________________________________________

Victim 2#

Not far away, Hiro was riding his bike at top speed. He was very, very late.

Hiro swore he's not going on another all karaoke night with Ayaka ever again.

Hiro swerved his bike sharply around the corner…

…and saw the unsuspecting Shuichi who came out of nowhere just inches from him.

SHIT!

Hiro crashed into one of those metal garbage tanks.

Just like the Loony Toons.

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The villain saw Hiro as a blurry thing and a bang.

Smiling evilly, he dashed away for his next plan.

Victim in toe of course.

He left a pink note to Hiro. _____________________________________________________________________

Victim 3 #

Fujisaki Suguru had just found a new keyboard to improve Bad Luck's song.

It is the state of the art technological jigger majiger that was only developed recently. It wasn't even released yet in any corners of the earth.

Thank God for Tohma's influence.

Suguru struggled holding the keyboard in his arms as he climbed down the stairs. Damn, where's all those people who carry around things and stocks and whatnot in the company when you need them!

Suguru cursed.

And somehow, those same people had misplaced his order in the wrong recording room. To make it worse, the lift was in maintenance service.

The black-haired boy carefully watched out for his footing as he descended down the stairs.

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The villain just came and walked haphazardly through the corridor.

He looked right and saw Suguru.

He also saw a banana peel on the stairs. The banana peel that was strategically placed by him.

He smiled.

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Suguru met a weird-looking Shuichi.

“Shui..CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

His left foot was covered in fine Crocodile branded leather shoes.

In the world or Gravitation, it is formulated like this:

Leather shoes + banana peel + stairs = ain't no good

The brand new keyboard flew majestically in the air.

And Suguru imitated Stephen Chow in Kung Fu Hustle.

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It happened in the eyes of the villain.

Oh well, people need routine gags.

He dropped a pink note.

Victim 4 #

The villain proceeded to the recording studio, he passed Sakano's office.

He decided to say hi.

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Sakano was in a panic frenzy. He was chibified and made circular motions with flying paperwork and cloud dusts around

Where is everyone?

He needed everyone to produce songs for the upcoming concert in just two days.

He sprinted towards the door.

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The villain had been listening.

On cue, he opened the door with a bang and felt an impact on the other side.

The villain noticed that Sakano's office was deprived of Sakano.

He continued on his way to the recording studio.

He left his `Hi' with a pink note.

Victim 5#

K crossed his arms, tapping his fingers lightly.

He grinned.

Uhm, what kind of weapon machinery should he used today?

M-16? Nah, too classy.

A bazooka? Nah, too much firepower.

A TNT? He didn't have enough money to pay for the entire building.

Too engrossed in his thoughts, he noticed too late for the hand-sized pink cannonball just inches from his nose.

It exploded.

K was covered with pink goo.

Just like from The Swamp Monster.

A pink note was plastered to him.

The villain cackled madly again.

Ooh, his plans had worked sooooooooo well.

Now, he awaited them in his new headquarters.

He blew smoke from his cigar.

Meanwhile, all his victims were still recovering from their shocks and stupefied expressions.

At the same time, they looked at the pink notes.

All five dashed immediately to the place written in the notes.

No, actually four.

Hiro blinked at the note in his hand.

Then, his eyes tripled their previous sizes.

He ripped it to pieces and stomped them, drawing attention from various people.

They shook their heads, wondering whether Hiro was just having one of those days.

Hiro trembled.

He zoomed towards NG Records.

The four so-called victims reached at their destined place strangely at the same time, defying the laws of physics.

They took a good look at each other.

“You too!!??” the four exclaimed together.

“K-san, are you alright?” Sakano exclaimed, looking at the American manager.

K growled, clutching various guns with multiple ammos. He was still soaked with pink goo.

Fujisaki Suguru licked the substance with his finger.

The other three turned green.

“I think it's strawberry whipped cream.”

“Suguru, you…”

“Tripped on the floor with this banana peel.” He pointed to the banana peel on his head.

“I broke my glasses.” Sakano pointed to himself.

The three turned slowly to Eiri, not knowing what to say.

Yuki Eiri, writer extraordinaire was wearing a black and white Playboy bunny suit which was complete matching bunny ears and fishnet pantyhose and devilish red stilettos. His handsome face was covered with makeup.

“Don't say a word.” He warned.

The four of them turned towards the door labeling the Seguchi Tohma's office.

The door opened with man-made studio smoke.

Seguchi Tohma's swirled, facing them.

“Hahaha, you fools. I see you enjoy my little pranks.”

“SHUICHI!!!!!!”

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They couldn't believe it. There on the chair, sat Shuichi wearing the most outrageous and skimpiest stage costume they had ever seen.

Shuichi was wearing the outfit of a sugar plum fairy.

With a trailing cape.

And a fake crown entitled `Queenie'.

Yuki's whole body trembled. “Oh Shu, what happened to you?”

Shuichi boomed, “Silence, bunny man! You shall not speak unless I ought you to speak.”

Suguru giggled, “Bunny man.”

Yuki glared.

Sakano went teary-eyed. “Shuichi, where is the President?”

Shuichi, no, Queenie looked at them oddly. “He's right under you.”

The four looked down or more accurately, under Sakano's feet.

Tohma had passed out with a bulge the size of an egg.

Sakano gasped, quickly stepping off him.

Suguru growled, “Shuichi, stop this madness.”

Queenie stood up. “I AM NOT Shuichi. I AM Queenie, the evil ruler of Lala Candyland. The evil Shuichi. And so you will call me Queenie, not Shuichi. Shuichi is under my spell and he will never wake up. Therefore, Shuichi has become Queenie and Queenie has become Shuichi.”

“You sound like Mojo Jojo.”

“Silence, vile creatures! I will strike you hard with this…..ACK!”

Queenie was pulverized with a hand bomb.

“K-san!”

“I should have thrown two at him.”

Queenie coughed out smoke. “You fools, I have a hostage in my hands.”

“Oh yeah, who?” Yuki asked dryly.

“Fools, me of course! Shuichi is still me.”

“Holy Schmoly. He's right!! What are we gonna do, bunny man?!”

“Stop calling me bunny man!”

Queenie held out the usual remote control with a red button.

“Ahahaha, you cannot stop me anymore. With this remote control, I would blow up the whole city and covered them with chocolates!”

“It's that the purpose of you calling us here? Isn't it better if you just do it quietly?” Suguru asked, exasperated.

Queenie looked thoughtful. “I thought it'll be more dramatic.”

“And what kind of plan is blowing up the town with chocolate?!”

“It is my ingenious plan to make the children sick with cavities and adults with obesity.”

“Diabetes?”

“That included in the long term plan.”

“Oh.”

“It does make sense in a sick twisted way.”

“Can we get back to my evil plan in hand?”

“Oh sure, please continue.”

“Thank you. Muahahaha, you're doom! No one can stop me now! I'll..”

The door burst opened, revealing Hiro who just recently mugged a teapot filled coffee.

“Yuki (paused to stare in mid air), cover me!” Hiro shouted.

Yuki took off his left shoe and threw it at Queenie like a shurinkan.

Queenie who was unfortunately also wearing stilettos toppled over.

“Grab him!”

“Hold him down!”

“Ouch, he bite me!”

“Actually, that was me!”

“Ew!”

“Someone get some ropes!”

“Here, use my pantyhose!”

“Okay, men, we got him alright!”

The cloud dusts cleared off and the five of them back off, revealing Queenie tied in Yuki's pantyhose.

Hiro smirked. “Your plans are foiled again, Queenie.”

“You know him?”

Hiro shrugged. “Yeah, sort of. He appeared once in high school, causing havoc. He claimed himself to be Shuichi's evil persona. Well, I found out the cause. Shuichi is allergic to Belgian chocolates. He'll get a personality change when he eats it. He ate them during lunch time after he got stressed out in exam. Maiko and the family used to fight Queenie every day. They banned Belgian chocolates and replaced them with Pockey.”

“Shuichi will make an interesting test subject for allergy.”

“How do we cure him?”

Hiro patted the teapot. “Coffee. Queenie hated anything that tasted bitter.”

“NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

“Open wide.”

*Gurgle*Ack*Gurlgle*Wheck*Gurgle*

“Is he going to die?”

“Nah, he's tougher than this.”

Snore.

Queenie poofed and Shuichi reappeared, sleeping peacefully.

Yuki grabbed his lover in his embrace. “Shuichi!”

“Aww!”

“Anyway, I guess this wraps the day up.”

Yuki took Shuichi out of the building and went back to their apartment.

“Hey, I forgot to tell Eiri about the aftermath side-effects.”

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Shuichi felt odd.

The pink-haired rock star, lead singer of Bad Luck, devoted lover of Yuki Eiri, best friend of Nakano Hiroshi, employee in NG Records, son of the Shindo family, the obsessed Pockey fan, the……

several hundred more things……

….and finally, the beloved, fanatic, and loyal fan of Belgian chocolates…..

held a contented lazy smile of his face.

He gingerly got up in bed, so slowly that he didn't dislodged Yuki who was sleeping with an arm draped possessively on his pink lover's waist like every usual hyperactive and genki morning in every week, month, and year all along.

The digital clock showed that he was late.

The lazy smile never left his face.

He tapped his lips.

K's going to be mad like hell.

He tried to move and he ended up doing it in very, very slow motion.

Just like Keanu Reeves in bullet time, The Matrix.

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Meanwhile, somewhere in Shuichi's tiny, almost non-exist pea brain which looked suspiciously like a factory, chaos ensued.

“Code Red! Code Red!”

“Boss, the main power source of the generator had been blocked.”

“SOS, all activities flow in the system is decreasing dangerously 92%.”

“She's still going on. Good baby, I thought she's going to blow off and shut down.”

“Sir, we've just received our report from the Hormone Department.”

“What's the news, boy?”

“There's a massive overflow of endorphin. It's messing the Emotions Department, blocking the flow of thinking. Causing this huge amount of laziness pouring in.”

“What's the cause?”

“The Evil of All Evil In Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice.”

“Darn those Belgian chocolates.”

The End.

Author's note:

Phew. That was tiring! Anyway, please review and leave a comment. Merry Christmas to everyone. This fanfic is done out of pure silliness and the author took a mallet to knock it out of the brain. Below are a few interesting notes to ponder on:

Yuki's bunny outfit became an inspiration when the author read Track 10 (I think) of Gravitation manga. It happened when Ryuichi helped Shuichi after the exclamation of “Yuki's mine!” Ryuichi pointed out to the fans that Kumagoro is Yuki (when we fans know it's not. Maki-sensei drew Yuki's face as a bunny with an arrow pointed at him.

There's absolutely no character bashing in this fic. The author was just having a fun time writing and the OOC-ness in some characters are found essential to the storyline.

P.S: The author just LOVES chocolates. Belgian Seashells Chocolates are the author's NO.1 favorite. Thus, the major inspiration to make it Shuichi's desire was just too overwhelming. Buy me chocolates!!