Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Titanic: Gravi style ❯ New Feelings ( Chapter 2 )

Scene two- New Feelings

 

Yuki sat there at the table eyeing his opponents. He raised an eyebrow when the two blond men started to speak to each other in what he thought was Swedish. He took the cigarette from his mouth and blew a ring of smoke at them and smiled. They gave him an irritated look and he smiled again, this time looking very smug.

“Yuki, you are pazzo. You bet everything we have!” Yuki brought the cigarette back to his lips and turned to look at Hiroshi.

“When you got nothing you got nothing to lose.” Yuki stared at Hiroshi. Hiroshi gave him a `you're crazy' look but said nothing. Yuki got irritated when the two men started speaking whatever language they were speaking again. He turned to look at the man closes to him. “Sven.” Sven said something at him and they swapped cards. Yuki took a good look at his hand and laid one down then drew another one from the deck. He looked up to make eye contact with his opponent. Neither said anything, as they both listened to the sound of the pocket watch that had been laid in the pill coins, a pocket- knife and two tickets for the Titanic Yuki sighed and took the cigarette from his lips and placed it in the ash tray next to him. “Al right gentlemen, moment of truth. Someone's life is about to change. Hiroshi?” Hiroshi laid his cards on the table faced up, all the while never taking his eyes off Yuki. “Niente.” Yuki said, staring back at him, his blue eye hiding a glint of anticipation.

“Niente.” Hiroshi said, looking down at his own cards. Yuki laid his cards down, face down.

“Olaf?” Yuki said, looking at the man in front of him.

“Nothing.” Olaf said, laying his own cards down face up.

“Sven.” Yuki turned to the man next to him. Sven laid his cards down face up and looked at Yuki. “Oh shit. Two pair. I'm sorry, Hiroshi.” Yuki took a long hard look at his own cards and looked up at Hiroshi.

“What do you mean `sorry.' Ma vaffanculo? You bet all the money!” Hiroshi shouted very upset at Yuki. Yuki quickly placed a hand on Hiroshi's shoulder.

“Listen, deal with it you big wussy, your not going to see your mommy dear for a long time because were going to America! Full house gentlemen.” Yuki laid his cards face up on the table for the others to see. Hiroshi stared at the cards in disbelief and Yuki tried to contain his composer and excitement but ended up yelling in glee happy to rub it in his opponent's faces. “Hell yes! Whoa!” Hiroshi grabbed the tickets and jumped up, a big smile on his face.

“Dio mio, grazie!” Yuki smiled at the sight of Hiroshi so happy and made a grab for the rest of their prize, but was stopped by Olaf's hand grabbing his shirt collar. All the while he was cursing in Swedish. Yuki just stared at the man, his blue eyes flashing with anger. The man stared back at Yuki, the man looked pissed. Olaf made what looked to be a move to punch him, Yuki just keep that look on his face, daring the man to hit him. Olaf yelled something and instead punched Sven. Olaf let go of Yuki and turned his attention to Sven who was now on the floor. Yuki smirked and turned to Hiroshi who had been watching and was now grinning.

“Come one you, lets get out of here.”

“Filio, di puttone!” Hiroshi yelled as Yuki took the tickets form him.

“I'm finally going home.” He said as Hiroshi hugged him furiously. They looked at each other and smiled for they could still hear Olaf cursing in Swedish.

“I go to America!” Hiroshi shouted for everyone in the pub to hear. Yuki just pulled away and pretend for a second not to know him, all the while smirking. This excitement was all too new to him and he really had not a clue how he should be acting at the moment.

“No mate. Titanic goes to America in five minutes.” Hiroshi and Yuki looked up at the bare tender who was smiling and pointing to a clock on the wall that read 12:55 p.m.

“Oh shit, time to go.” Yuki stated, half rushed, half calm.

“Andiamo.” Hiroshi yelled grabbing his guitar case and a bag that he and Yuki began stuffing their `new' money into. In a second they were dashing out the door of the pub and into a crowed of people.

“Well Hiroshi, I hope your happy, but don't get your hopes up, Americas nothing special!” Yuki shouted to Hiroshi over his shoulder. Hiroshi seemed unfazed by Yuki's words.

“You just wait and see, it's my destiny! Like I told you, I go to America to become famous musician!” Hiroshi shouted at him. Yuki just smirked. As they were running they were not really looking where they were going and ran into horses pulling a carriage, they managed to spook the horses.

“Whoa, whoa.” The driver yelled at them.

“Bastardo!” Hiroshi yelled, not really sure who to direct it at, the driver or Yuki. “Your pazzo!” He yelled at Yuki.

“Maybe, but I've got the tickets!” Yuki said giving out a small laugh. It was then Hiroshi started to slow down, but Yuki was still running full speed ahead. “Come on Hiroshi, I thought you were fast, or is that only in bed?” Yuki shouted at him.

“Aspetta! What till I get my hands on you!” Hiroshi yelled, picking up his speed, fully determined to knock Yuki up side the head with his guitar case. Before he got his chance they reached the loading deck just in time, the ship was starting to leave.

“Wait, hold up. Hey wait!” Yuki shouted ahead. “Were passengers, hey passengers!” He pushed pass people and reached the man who was getting ready to shut the door and handed him their tickets.

“Have you been through the inspection queue.” The young man asked Yuki.

“Why, of course we have, and anyway, why would it matter? Were Americans, they both of us, which means we don't have fleas.” Yuki said, in an almost eerie calm voice. They man looked Yuki up and down, taking a very good look at what was before him and smiled sweetly at Yuki.

“Alright then, please come abroad, sorry to keep you waiting.” He said, lowering his head and motioning Yuki and Hiroshi to come abroad. Yuki smirked and ran in, Hiroshi following.

“You know that we're the luckiest sons of bitches in the world right!” Yuki yelled turning in med run and grabbing Hiroshi by the shoulder.

“We only get on because that man thought you were good looking, I see him look you over!” Hiroshi said pushing Yuki's hand off his shoulder.

“Yea, and what's your point! I can use my good looks to my advantage can't I?” Yuki yelled as they ran through some double doors and onto the head of the ships deck. They ran to the railing and Yuki started to wave to the people down on the ground. “Good-bye and good riddance to you all!” Yuki yelled.

“You know somebody?” Hiroshi asked.

“Maybe, I know a lot of people, but that's not the point.” Yuki said, giving him a half smile. Hiroshi nudged Yuki's arm and smiled.

“Ok, I see how it works!” Hiroshi turned back to the crowed. “Good-bye, I'm going to never forget you!” Hiroshi shouted and waved down to the crowed like a little child; every-were at once.

“I hope that I forget every one of your faces, you were all such a pain in the ass.” Yuki whispered under his breath. He waved still none the less. Trying to put on a happy face for Hiroshi. Also hearing everyone cheering and yelling out good-byes made him feel like he had too.