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Yup First Fanfic *gasp* LOLXD don't flame plz. always wanted to write one and here ya go.
Title: The Start
band: Alice Nine
Pairings: ToraXShou (just cuz they;re my fav members and just cuz ppl don't write enough of this pairing LOL)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own, if i did, id be doing dirty things with Shou... LIKE MAKE BROWNIES!
Summary : He wasn’t sure when it started, or even how it started (yeah i know sucks hm)
(A/N): I suck at writting fanfics ug. Abuse of the song Eraser LOLXD its 4:40 AM... AH~lol
The Start
He wasn’t sure when it started, or even how it started. Truth be told, Shou wasn’t sure he really cared about those details. All he knew was that he had taken a sudden habit of staring at a certain black haired guitarist. It didn’t matter if said guitarist was at the other end of the room, his eyes would wander almost automatically on the other man and follow his every movement until someone snapped him out of it. He was sure no one really noticed his odd behavior, maybe except Nao-san; nothing ever happens without him knowing.
The whole group at the moment were working on a new song. He wasn’t sure what to call it yet, but Tora had one day barged in his apartment with said sheets to the new tune and was frantic about it. Something about ‘it’s going to blow your mind away’ with that cheeky grin of his made Shou’s focus falter for a split second. He wasn’t too sure why either, it wasn’t the first time his band mate would rush in and announce whatever new music he came up with. Well then again, it was 4 am and he had barely enough sleep from the previous day from too much band practice, but that’s beside the point. This was Tora, his best-friend with too much charm within a smirk. They had discussed the song and Shou had passed the last few days trying to come up with a good set of lyrics to go with it. Oh sure he spent a few sleepless night ‘cause of this but it was ok, this was for Tora and anything goes for Tora.
They had met up this morning for band practice, again. Practice was all good, but they needed to edit here and there some of the new songs they had come up with. When his band mates took a break to do this, Shou crawled to a corner and started to work once again on those lyrics.
Scribbling down verses here and there, Shou rubbed his sore eyes. He was tired, very tired. What time did he sleep last night? . . . 4 AM? Darn. He was getting a writers-block from this. He was half done, mostly inspired by his current condition and whatever was around him at the time. Somehow he managed to stuff in the song a few objects that had no relation to each other whatsoever and he was proud of it. But the trouble was, he was unable to come up with the last few verses. He chewed down on his bottom lip, trying to think of something and to keep himself awake from the slight pain. He felt for one, depressed about this and two, wanted to kick Tora for coming up with such a tune. The guitarist was going to pay for his sleepless nights.
Speaking of which, said black haired man was sitting a few meters away from him, tuning his guitar with his long slim fingers. How did Shou know this? Obviously enough, his habit had restarted. Shou’s big eyes followed lazily the movements of the other man’s hands tweaking and twisting the nubs of the strings, giving a slight prick here and there too check the sound. Tracing up his fingers to his hands, his hands to his fingers, Shou noticed for the first time how slightly muscular Tora’s skinny arms were. It was probably because of the fact that he played guitar everyday of his life. He continued his observation and ended up on the guitarists face and yes, observed it as well. Shou loved the slight furrow that appeared whenever Tora was focused or thinking. It gave him a more mature look or his eyes would give off a certain vibe in them. He wasn’t quite sure how to explain it, and he didn’t care to explain it either. It made the fan girls happy and that was enough for him to know.
Tora suddenly looked him right in the eyes. His eyes first widened for being watched so intently by his band mate but then smirked with teeth and eyes. Shou slightly blushed when he was discovered but smiled back and gave the other man a slight wave. With that image, Shou closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep right there, with the image of his dear friend smiling imprinted in his memory.
-
“What was that all about?” Tora inquires, stretching his neck as they walked down the street.
“What?” Shou questions back, looking trough his cell phone for any new text messages.
“You know what I’m talking about. Why were you staring at me during practice?”
Shou stops clicking on his cell and looks down. He had almost forgotten about that. Heck, he even thought it was all part of his dream. Surrounded by multicoloured flowers and a white background. He vaguely remembered Tora being in the dream, smiling at him with his guitar in hand. What part of it was a dream and what wasn’t?
“Well?” Tora chuckles and pokes at his friend, earning a quick slap on the hand from said friend.
“Ah, I don’t know. I don’t really remember…” Shou mumbles.
“Huh well I understand you. Who doesn’t want to look at the great Tora-sama?” he says and chuckles out loud.
Shou finally looks up and Tora smirks at him. Now, Shou feels his heart skip a beat. It’s then that he finally realizes something, something he never really thought of before.
“Oh dear… I think I like you Tora,” Shou wants to say, but keeps it to himself and blushes.
“Sure, whatever you Tora-san, whatever you say,” Shou brings himself to laugh and pats his friend on the back.
That night, after walking around his apartment thinking about his new discovery, Shou finally finishes the lyrics to his song and calls Tora to give him the good news. At the next brand practice, Shou tries out his lyrics with the rest of the band.
Proudly enough, he sings off the last few verses with pride and looks at Tora as he sung it.
“ Don't ever stop smiling, that's how I like you “
At that exact moment, Tora looked back and grinned widely at Shou, and the dear boy will probably never go back on those feelings.
Title: The Start
band: Alice Nine
Pairings: ToraXShou (just cuz they;re my fav members and just cuz ppl don't write enough of this pairing LOL)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own, if i did, id be doing dirty things with Shou... LIKE MAKE BROWNIES!
Summary : He wasn’t sure when it started, or even how it started (yeah i know sucks hm)
(A/N): I suck at writting fanfics ug. Abuse of the song Eraser LOLXD its 4:40 AM... AH~lol
The Start
He wasn’t sure when it started, or even how it started. Truth be told, Shou wasn’t sure he really cared about those details. All he knew was that he had taken a sudden habit of staring at a certain black haired guitarist. It didn’t matter if said guitarist was at the other end of the room, his eyes would wander almost automatically on the other man and follow his every movement until someone snapped him out of it. He was sure no one really noticed his odd behavior, maybe except Nao-san; nothing ever happens without him knowing.
The whole group at the moment were working on a new song. He wasn’t sure what to call it yet, but Tora had one day barged in his apartment with said sheets to the new tune and was frantic about it. Something about ‘it’s going to blow your mind away’ with that cheeky grin of his made Shou’s focus falter for a split second. He wasn’t too sure why either, it wasn’t the first time his band mate would rush in and announce whatever new music he came up with. Well then again, it was 4 am and he had barely enough sleep from the previous day from too much band practice, but that’s beside the point. This was Tora, his best-friend with too much charm within a smirk. They had discussed the song and Shou had passed the last few days trying to come up with a good set of lyrics to go with it. Oh sure he spent a few sleepless night ‘cause of this but it was ok, this was for Tora and anything goes for Tora.
They had met up this morning for band practice, again. Practice was all good, but they needed to edit here and there some of the new songs they had come up with. When his band mates took a break to do this, Shou crawled to a corner and started to work once again on those lyrics.
Scribbling down verses here and there, Shou rubbed his sore eyes. He was tired, very tired. What time did he sleep last night? . . . 4 AM? Darn. He was getting a writers-block from this. He was half done, mostly inspired by his current condition and whatever was around him at the time. Somehow he managed to stuff in the song a few objects that had no relation to each other whatsoever and he was proud of it. But the trouble was, he was unable to come up with the last few verses. He chewed down on his bottom lip, trying to think of something and to keep himself awake from the slight pain. He felt for one, depressed about this and two, wanted to kick Tora for coming up with such a tune. The guitarist was going to pay for his sleepless nights.
Speaking of which, said black haired man was sitting a few meters away from him, tuning his guitar with his long slim fingers. How did Shou know this? Obviously enough, his habit had restarted. Shou’s big eyes followed lazily the movements of the other man’s hands tweaking and twisting the nubs of the strings, giving a slight prick here and there too check the sound. Tracing up his fingers to his hands, his hands to his fingers, Shou noticed for the first time how slightly muscular Tora’s skinny arms were. It was probably because of the fact that he played guitar everyday of his life. He continued his observation and ended up on the guitarists face and yes, observed it as well. Shou loved the slight furrow that appeared whenever Tora was focused or thinking. It gave him a more mature look or his eyes would give off a certain vibe in them. He wasn’t quite sure how to explain it, and he didn’t care to explain it either. It made the fan girls happy and that was enough for him to know.
Tora suddenly looked him right in the eyes. His eyes first widened for being watched so intently by his band mate but then smirked with teeth and eyes. Shou slightly blushed when he was discovered but smiled back and gave the other man a slight wave. With that image, Shou closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep right there, with the image of his dear friend smiling imprinted in his memory.
-
“What was that all about?” Tora inquires, stretching his neck as they walked down the street.
“What?” Shou questions back, looking trough his cell phone for any new text messages.
“You know what I’m talking about. Why were you staring at me during practice?”
Shou stops clicking on his cell and looks down. He had almost forgotten about that. Heck, he even thought it was all part of his dream. Surrounded by multicoloured flowers and a white background. He vaguely remembered Tora being in the dream, smiling at him with his guitar in hand. What part of it was a dream and what wasn’t?
“Well?” Tora chuckles and pokes at his friend, earning a quick slap on the hand from said friend.
“Ah, I don’t know. I don’t really remember…” Shou mumbles.
“Huh well I understand you. Who doesn’t want to look at the great Tora-sama?” he says and chuckles out loud.
Shou finally looks up and Tora smirks at him. Now, Shou feels his heart skip a beat. It’s then that he finally realizes something, something he never really thought of before.
“Oh dear… I think I like you Tora,” Shou wants to say, but keeps it to himself and blushes.
“Sure, whatever you Tora-san, whatever you say,” Shou brings himself to laugh and pats his friend on the back.
That night, after walking around his apartment thinking about his new discovery, Shou finally finishes the lyrics to his song and calls Tora to give him the good news. At the next brand practice, Shou tries out his lyrics with the rest of the band.
Proudly enough, he sings off the last few verses with pride and looks at Tora as he sung it.
“ Don't ever stop smiling, that's how I like you “
At that exact moment, Tora looked back and grinned widely at Shou, and the dear boy will probably never go back on those feelings.