The Gunshot 1/1 KaixMiyavi
Title: The Gunshot
author: purity_of_soul
chapter: 1/1 oneshot / drabble?
pairing: hints of KaixMiyavi
genre: drama? angst? (i don't know! someone help me!)
rating: nc13
warnings: character's death
synopsis: from Kai's POV
comments: in my A/N
It all happened in a sudden.
One moment, he had everyone cheering, singing and laughing as he sang and does his dance to all of his songs. Making the crowd sway his way, rocking the live house down. I thought he wouldn’t see me in this packed crowd but he did and winked at me, earning himself my infamous dimple smile. He smiled back and blew a flying kiss towards my direction before turning back to the crowd continuing with his performance. I giggled silently to my own and continue to enjoy myself with the rowdy crowd and good music.
The next, he was down on the floor and had everyone screaming and crying causing a whirl of confusion on the floor. I was wondering if he had passed out due to lack of energy but what caught my eyes made me petrified. Blood had began to pool around him, staining his white singlet that he was so fond off; claiming Lovelie had helped to ‘decorate’ by making holes. His smiles were wiped off from his lips, his eyes were half lidded and his pupils dilated, blank without a hint of soul.
I stay rooted to my spot as people began to pushed their way, fear written on their faces. My senses was numb as my eyes we’re glued to the stage, not caring the hysterics that’s going around or if I was shoved aside by those who are rushing out from the venue. I was still there unable to make a move, still in my current shock as I watched the staffs and security had circled around him, some of them talking in a frantic tone through their walkie-talkie, one of them had their cellphone clasped to their ears; might be calling the ambulance.
Why him?
Why did they shoot him?
He was only a artist, a singer, a performer, a father, a friend to everyone around him. He is a great man who is trying to promote peace and unity. To promote Love.
Why would they kill him for that?
“C’mon let’s go, Kai. Let’s go,” if it’s not for Aoi who had grabbed and dragged me out, I would have stayed there forever with these thoughts but it didn’t completely bring me out from my trance as I am able to picture the whole scene, the blood, those scared expressions of the fans, the staff that’s on the stage and his face that was plastered with smile before everything happened.
The visual of him getting shot and falling to the floor with his beloved black guitar in a slow motion and the image of his unmoving body on the floor with crimson liquid pooling around was burned on my retina, making me feel sick to my stomach as it flashed repeatedly in my memory. A mixture of feelings; shock, anger and hurt stirred within me and it doesn’t help to when my breathing began to labor. I felt my world began to spin and the last thing I heard was Aoi’s voice.
A/N: this was almost the exact same scene that happened in my dream today (minus being flirted and such) . I was scared shitless when I woke up. I immediately check on his twitter and cried when I found out it was only a dream. I've been in a situation where I've seen someone being shot up close but that guy was a stranger and it didn't affect me that much. But dreaming of someone you've known being shot, it is seriously scary.
It felt so real, seriously. I still can remember those fearful eyes of the fans, the confusion and tears. The frantic staff and security in the venue. It was so vivid. Everything!
Q_______Q i felt better after writing this.