Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ The Disasters Brought By Free Time and Neglect ❯ The Aside ( Chapter 8 )

Hello! Here I am again. Not that you're particularly thrilled to see me. No, you'd rather see an epilogue or something equally fluffy and delicious. Like Mallow Cups. Yes. Exactly like Mallow Cups. In fact, that's now what I'm going to refer to sappy “tie the ending together poorly just to watch people cuddle” epilogues. Sorry kids, no Mallow Cups here. Well, for now anyway.

 

Instead, I'm going to give you actual author's notes. Weird, huh?

 

Let's see. I'm going to start by thanking my many, wonderful reviewers. In two different ways! Which will be explained in a short time, so be patient.

 

First off, THANK YOU to all past, present, and future reviewers, for making this fic a success, and for inspiring me to write a semi-but-not-actually sequel starring Ryuichi. Oh, by the way, I'm writing a semi-but-not-actually sequel starring Ryuichi. Crazy, isn't it? But inspiration hits like a speeding bus, and so I dive once more into the world of -shudder- fanfiction. Eh heh.

 

Actually, under the threat of death from one of my friends, I'm also being forced to write a sequel, too, so you should all be thrilled.

 

I guess.

 

Now that the shameless plug has been planted, I move on.

 

So, though I personally think that this particular piece of… writing… turned out fairly decent, though not how I initially intended. I'm kind of pleased with it, but I do have some regrets.

 

I wanted to make a reference to Shuichi enjoying a bowl full of Marshmallow Blasted Fruit Loops, because if there were anyone who could be described by a breakfast cereal, it would be Shuichi.

I originally wanted to turn Shuichi into a Tohma clone, at which point he would realize that he's a Tohma clone, and then he'd freak out, but I'm glad I didn't go that way. However, this did make it so that I couldn't do this cool, Fight Club-esque thing in which Shuichi says things like “I am Seguchi Tohma's Charcoal Heart.” Or “I am Seguchi Tohma's upset stomach.” Or, my personal favorite “I am Seguchi Tohma's steel balls.” Oh well.

I did want to include more of what Yuki was thinking. He kind of faded out in the midst of Shuichi's problems, and I wanted to show that he was having a breakdown without Shuichi there to liven his life up a little bit.

 

Those are the main things that I regretted about not being able to include. However, I did get to throw in something I've been dying to see in Gravitation fanfiction. You have no idea how fun it was to write Tohma beating the crap out of Shuichi. Of all the characters, I find Tohma the most interesting, if only because he's so calm and collected all the time. I just wanted to see what would happen if he snapped and flipped out on somebody, and from what I think anyway, I could actually see him just being fed up with all of Shuichi's bullshit (which isn't actually bullshit, [not most of it anyway, Yuki is, after all, an idiot] but Tohma's a teeny bit Eiri obsessed) and just beating him senseless.

 

I also did my best trying to portray a strong Shuichi, which didn't work out as well as I had hoped. He's so clingy and whiny sometimes, that it's hard to make him into an independent. Oh well, I did my best.

 

Finally, I'd like to talk about inspiration.

 

Let's see, of the things that inspired me, my fans were, of course, probably the driving force that kept me writing. Though I think I may fail math this quarter. Eh heh, thanks. ( Did anyone else notice that course rhymes with force?)

 

Next, I'd like to thank two songs, because I can.

 

First, I kind of felt that this song captured Shuichi's feelings, so I listened to it obsessively for hours on end! Yay!

 

Jimmy Eat World: Futures

 

23

 

I felt for sure last night

That once we said goodbye

No one else will know these lonely dreams

No one else will know that part of me

I'm still driving away

And I'm sorry every day

I wont always love these selfish things

I wont always live

Not stopping...

 

It was my turn to decide

I knew this was our time

No one else will have me like you do

No one else will have me, only you

 

You'll sit alone forever

If you wait for the right time

What are you hoping for?

I'm here I'm now I'm ready

Holding on tight

Don't give away the end

The one thing that stays mine

 

Amazing still it seems

I'll be 23

I won't always love what I'll never have

I wont always live in my regret

 

You'll sit alone forever

If you wait for the right time

What are you hoping for?

I'm here I'm now I'm ready

Holding on tight

Don't give away the end

The one thing that stays mine

 

The second song that inspired me was:

 

Dashboard Confessional

 

Saints and Sailors

 

This is where I say I've had enough

And no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.

A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises

And I don't believe that I'm getting any better.

Any better.

 

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

I'm pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

 

Wandering this house like I've never wanted out

And this is about as social as I get now.

And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you

Cause they would never do, I would never do.

Never

 

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

I'm pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

 

But don't be a liar

Don't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the jokes on me.

 

But, I'm not laughing

You're not leaving

Who do I think I am kidding?

When I'm the only one locked in this hell

 

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

I'm pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

 

So don't be a liar

Don't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the jokes on me.

 

 

So, those songs are part of the reason I even began this fic. Really, I recommend you pick the- -coughpiratecough- Oh excuse me. Buy them at your local music store.

 

Now for the moment you've all been waiting for. Or not. Whichever.

 

In gratitude, I drew y'all a picture. I know, I know, it's kind of lame, but hey, I wanted to thank you the best way I knew how.

 

Really, Thank you all so very much.

 

Here's the site:

 

http:// dragonnest . 0catch . com / pictures / shuichi . jpg

 

 

So, until next time, see you space cowboys.