Spirited
Midnight
*Drama-ish...*
YukixShu
*note* This has been edited so I'm hoping it's better!
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the spexy* boys from Gravi... *sobs* oh well, I have ... *fancy music* FANFICTION!!!!!! (*spexy is just a fun word my friend and I use. Means the same as sexy. I just like the way it sounds. Not a real word*)
A/N:^^ This fic was inspired by the movie 'Ghost Dad'. So there I was, sitting in my Government class watching our so called pep rally for a game, the whole school all *sarcastically* pepped. So I pulled out some paper and came up with this. My first Gravi fic so go easy on me. I’m still new and very obsessed ^o^ So here it be...
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Prologue
Hot and sticky were the brown, leather-like seats on the public bus as Shuichi bobbed his head back and forth to the bass beat that emitted his ears through his headphones that barely hung around his ears. He had spent most of his day at N-G with the band. The trio had spent most of the day at the studio fooling with some ideas for a new song. They were finally satisfied and made a copy of their work and gave it to Shuichi, hoping he could come up with some music for it. With that thought in mind, the pink-haired vocalist mulled over some possible lyrics to himself.
In the seat behind him, a tiny child and her mother were waiting for their stop, the mother rocking the girl slowly. She looked to be about five or six, her eyes a warm chocolate brown and her hair matched. Her skin was a milky color, as if she wasn’t allowed to go into the sun. She took one look at Shuichi and grinned happily.
“Mommy, mommy! Lookit, lookit!” the girl cooed, pointing to the pink hair that lay atop the singers head. She wore a simple dress of blue, long sleeves blanketed her arms, and a tan hat that covered her auburn locks.
“I see sweetie,” she simply answered, giving Shuichi a smile, causing him to blush.
He continued to play with the girl, letting one hand dangle so she could play with his sleeves. He delighted in seeing her smile. It kind of reminded him of himself when he was little, so innocent and carefree. He gazed into the child's happy eyes and watched them change from glee to frightened. Then, the little girl gave out a yelp, her eyes wide.
“What’s wrong?” Shuichi asked, now hearing the girl mumbling softly.
“No... don’t turn... mister driver...” tears flooded down pale cheeks from her brown orbs.
“Huh?” Shuichi was so wrapped up in the thought that he didn’t hear it.
He didn’t hear the screams, the screeching of tires, the breaking of glass... until it was too late.
Turning around to face the front of the bus, all he could remember hearing was a ear cringing cry from the little girl.
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As said, this has been edited. Thanks for reading! |