| Fan Fiction |
by Jessi
“Who’s a pansy now you stupid fuck,” The guy yelled. Tyler looked around hoping that someone would come to her rescue. She knew that she was supposed to be a guy now, but not all of her girl thoughts escaped her mind. Tyler narrowed her eyes and punched the guy quickly in the face. His brown eyes looked over at her and he started laughing, his eyes growing angry. “You punch like a fucking girl!”
“I don’t,” someone said strongly from beside them. When the guy looked over a large fist collided with his face sending him to the ground. Tyler stood there in shock as she looked over at the person who had just come to her rescue. He was standing there his dark brown eyes seeming mad and his black shaggy hair hanging in his face. He had his fists clenched at his sides as he looked over at her. His muscles were lean, but he still looked tough, his arms strong from consistently drumming and lifting weights. He knelt down next to the guy and peered down at him.
“You fuck with one you fuck with the rest you understand me?” He asked and the guy just stared at him before they both stood back up. The guy glared at Tyler’s savior before looking over at her.
“You’re label mates aren’t always going to be there to save you,” he said before he stormed off, wiping at his mouth furiously. Silence fell over the two before she looked over at her savior. She felt so foolish. Guys were supposed to fight their own fight right? Now she just looked like a weak idiot.
“Thanks Kame,” Tyler said lowly, looking away from him. She was just too embarrassed. “But I could have handled it.”
“Yeah it looked that way,” Kame said with a small laugh as he reached out and ruffled her shaggy black hair. Tyler could feel her cheeks get hot as Kame walked away. Her heart was beating fast and she instinctively grabbed at her shirt. Fast beating hearts were bad, really bad. Her blue eyes continued to watch him walk away and when he turned back toward her she turned away quickly and started to walk toward the food tent again, her mouth sore from the punch she received.
When she got to the tent Tyler didn’t get any food she just plopped down at one of the tables, letting her head fall to the top of the white plastic table. She heard a low chuckle and Tyler picked her head off the table and her blue eyes narrowed. Yuuki was sitting across from her with a grin on her face as she laughed.
“What?” Tyler asked. Yuuki pointed at her own lip with one of her chopsticks.
“I’m sure you deserved it,” Yuuki said quietly as she continued to laugh. Her laughter broke suddenly when someone sat down next to Tyler. Tyler looked over and frowned even more. He was the last person she wanted to see.
“Nice lip, who did you piss off this time?” Sho asked before he bit into his apple.
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Shun peeled the brown curtain back slightly and peered out the small window on the bus. His brown eyes saw who he was dreading seeing there. It was the new guy with the crazy mismatched eyes, Keito. The guy gave off weird vibes and it just gave Shun the heebie-jeebies. When the brown and white mismatched eyes looked over at the bus he quickly drew the curtain closed, holding his breath. He fell back against the matching brown couch and let out a sigh as he wiped at his brow.
“Hey,” Aiba yelled as he plopped himself down on the couch next to Shun making him jump and grab at his chest. Aiba furrowed his brow at his friend. “What’s got you all jumpy?”
Shun didn’t say anything at first, just opened the curtain violently. Keito was still standing there like she was waiting for someone. When Aiba saw Keito his brown eyes grew wide.
“That’s what has me all jumpy,” Shun said with an angry huff. Aiba let out a small snort of frustration at his side. When they had first arrived in Osaka the first thing that he had done was to get as far away from Keito as he could. The reaction that he had been having to the newcomer was disturbing to him. It just wasn’t right for him to feel that way.
“You like the guy make him go away,” Shun said suddenly. Aiba’s head snapped in Shun’s direction before he shook it furiously.
“Not me,” Aiba said quickly. There was no way he was going to talk to him. Not now, he still needed to get his head straight and his heart for that matter. It seemed to go on a marathon anytime he was around Keito.
Keito stood outside Shun and Aiba’s bus, waiting for one of them to come out. They had both been hiding in the bus since they had arrived and she could only conclude that it was because of her. Shun had always been that way towards her, but the sudden chilliness from Aiba was strange. Something had been disturbing his aura since the bus ride. She pulled down on the edges of her blue plaid shirt and huffed through her nose.
“Waiting for someone?” A voice asked from behind her. When Keito turned around and saw Junno standing there. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt and light worn jeans. His black hair was shoved under a blue baseball cap and white rimmed sunglasses covered his brown eyes. He had a small smirk on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest while he waited for an answer.
“You,” Keito said quickly. He smiled and threw his arm over her slender shoulders.
“So otooto are you going to read my palm again?” Junno asked as he led Keito away from the buses. Keito laughed inwardly. Again with the little brother thing and reading his palm; palms never changed not like auras did.
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Yuuki walked quietly through the empty seats amazed that later that night they would be completely full of people. One of her small hands ran over the top of one seats and a small smile found its way to her face. This was going to be the biggest show Madam Butterfly has ever done since it started three years ago. She plopped herself down in one of the seats and rested her feet on the seat in front of her. It was quiet at the moment and she enjoyed it. It was the first piece of quiet she had gotten since she had arrived in Osaka, being woken up by Miyavi had just set her on edge and now four hours later she was finally calming down. Yuuki couldn’t remember why she got like she around people, she had just always been that way.
Suddenly movement on the stage caught her attention and her brown eyes looked up to see what it was. She was sitting in the middle of the seats, but she could still tell who it was. He sat down on the edge of the stage and set his guitar. His thick black Mohawk was cut short and fat chunks of white were throughout it. His green eyes were fixated on the guitar in front of him and his fingers started to strum the strings, a slow melody coming from the guitar. Yuuki sat as still as she could. She always thought that his playing was the best that his guitar was an extension of himself and it impressed her more than anything she had ever seen before. His green eyes closed as he became more into his playing and Yuuki felt her chest tighten. She was getting to see something special. Hiroki Narimiya from Murder of Crows was just strumming on his guitar and she got to watch him.
Her hand scratched at her blond hair before she crossed her arms over her chest and closed her brown eyes. She could listen to him all day, but that was unlikely. It was only a matter of time before he noticed that she had been watching him and he would probably ask her to leave. Yuuki stood quietly from her seat and headed out of the seating area. Disturbing him was the last thing that she wanted to do; besides she had practice of her own to get to.
Hiroki’s green eyes fluttered open as caught the retreating form of Yuuki as she made her way out of the seating area. He had known Yuuki had been there the whole time, but he didn’t mind. It was nice having someone watch you and enjoy it as much as Yuuki seemed to be doing. Hiroki thought the drummer was slightly odd and too quiet for his own good, but he remembered a time when people said that about him, that he never showed any emotion when he was on stage. He just hoped that Yuuki wasn’t as stiff when he played the drums as he was all the rest of the time because if he was it was only going to get harder.
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Jude stood in front of the small mirror in the tiny bathroom of the bus. Her chest was as flat as her back and she could see two scars where her breast had once been. They were pink lines that only seemed to remind her of the feminine part of her that she no longer had, of the life she had almost lost. Both her arms were covered in tattoos, signs of strength and life, of death and resurrection, beauty and sadness. One of her hands reached out for the green tank top and she balled it in her fist. No matter how much she told herself that she was okay with the person she was now, it still pained her deeply. As her blue eyes looked at her naked torso in the mirror she could feel the familiar sting of tears coming on. Those scars not only reminded her of the femininity she now lacking, but of the things she would never be able to have. Her green hair was short, just like her brown hair had been at one time.
She pulled the green tank top over her shoulders and then her black suspenders over that. Jude reached over for her contact box and quickly put her contacts in, her eyes becoming orange. She straightened out her white belt so her silver Naruto belt buckle would be centered and then sighed, taking one last look in the mirror. She was alive and doing well and that was the most Jude could ever hope for.
Jude through the small door open and stepped into the narrow hallway, colliding with a hard body. She grunted as she fell back against the wall and she looked up to see who it was. Jin was standing there, his brown eyes looking down at her. His lips looked so much fuller at the distance they were at and she quickly looked away. They were pressed together and she could just feel his hot breath caressing her hair and forehead.
“Sorry,” Jude said as she squeezed her way through and toward the entrance of the bus. Jin didn’t say anything as he watched Jude disappear off the bus. He just stood here wondering still why the guy never seemed to want to be near him. Jin lifted up one of his arms and took a quick sniff. He shrugged as he let his arm fall to his side. He didn’t smell bad.
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Takeo walked around aimlessly as she waited for her bands turn to rehearse. They had been there for a few hours and the only thing that she had done was eat. One of her shit kickers collided with a small rock and sent it sailing down the wide dirt path. The weather was nice, bordering on almost uncomfortable, but she was enjoying it. She shoved her hands into the pockets into her camo pants as she continued to walk down the path her eyes to the ground. Takeo heard someone clear their throat and her head shot up. No matter what she did she could not escape the blue eyed devil. He was walking toward her with a small smirk on his face and a cigarette hanging from in between his pink lips.
“You nervous kid?” He asked her suddenly, making her stop mid-stride. She looked up at him and then at nothing to her left. What was with him calling her a kid? She fucking hated it.
“A little,” Takeo said her brain not able to filter her mouth in time. He didn’t seem to notice her voice change.
“It’s natural. Hell I’ve been doing this for two years now and I still get nervous before every show so don’t sweat it kid,” Miura said before he punched her in the shoulder slightly. Takeo wanted to grab at where he had just punched her, but she didn’t. He couldn’t see that even his play punch hurt her. She was supposed to be a guy for crying out loud
“Thanks Ojisan,” Takeo said with a smirk. The smiled on Miura’s face fell at her words. Takeo had just called him uncle and he hated it. It made him feel so old. Takeo punched the distraught Miura as heard as she could in the arm before she walked away. If he was going to call her kid then she would call him uncle.
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Author's note: okay i made a soundtrack video for The New World, my other fic, and put it on youtube. I think i might make one for this one too but that will be a little down the road. hope you like the chapter. i know i have not been updating as much but i am trying. Thanks for reading and commenting!
The link to the video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H-JIQKR4V2M&feature=channel_page