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Friday, January 14, 2005

   Gravitation Story
When was the last time I posted something...? Ah well. I saw a movie yesterday. I saw Lemony Snicket’s: A Series of Unfortunate Events. It was alright. Well, I’m posting because I have a story for all of you. Well, okay, me and Yasmin have a story for all of you. You see, she wanted to write a Gravitation story and I offered to help. She’s only read books 1 and 2 and I’ve seen all 4 DVD’s and read books 1-6 so, I think I could help. I’m supplying information while she writes the story. I mean, I’m gonna write some of it sometimes but she’s basically writing the whole thing. She just finished chapter 1 with the info I gave her. I think it’s good but I’m not sure. So, you all can read it! And, even if you’ve never watched Gravitation and want to read/see it, you can read this if you want. Since the story is the entire story from Yuki’s POV. Just read the summary and you’ll see. And do to Yasmin’s need to write a lemon, I’m gonna be cutting that part out since I don’t think MyOtaku allows that kinda stuff here...even if they do, I just wanna be on the safe side. Anyway, here’s the chapter. Tell me what you guys think. I wanna know if you think it’s good enough.



Title- (As of now...no title...we can’t think of one...you can comment with suggestions if you want.)
Rated- PG-13 (For now anyway because I know Yasmin and she’ll want to write a lemon...)
Genre- Romance/Comedy
Summary- *Spoilers* Throughout the Gravitation manga’s and animation, Shuichi’s POV was used. But what if it was in Yuki’s POV instead?

Disclaimer- I don’t own Gravitation or any part of this plot line too. Whatever any of them says, was taken from the DVD’s, word for word. So, it’s not mine either.

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Chapter 1- The Encounter

Yuki’s POV

People say love is pure. The highlight of a man’s life. That love is never a weakness, but a
strength.

Do any of us really believe that? That love can do the wonder’s people want it to, that we can do anything if we have love?

I sure as hell don’t believe that. But that’s what I put into other’s minds. I’m a novelist. I write romance novels for my female and male readers who can’t get any.

My next book’s deadline is tomorrow. I need inspiration, I can’t seem to be able to ends my novel. Damn romance.

I take a long drag of my cigarette and slowly exhale. My head buzz’s from the effect of the cigarette. I run a hand through my hair slowly, walking on the pavement walkway in the park.

I stuff my hand back in my pocket and take another long drag of my cigarette. Damn it! How the hell am I going to finish my book?!

The wind blows against me, pressing my dark suit against my body. My hair whips around my face.

A small piece of paper whips through the air as the wind starts to settle. The paper floats down and lands before my feet.

I lean down and pick up the piece of paper. In neat kanji, a disgusting mushy love poem is printed. I read through the lyrics and can’t help but grimace.

I look up from the paper after I finished reading it, knowing someone was in front of me. A young pink haired man stands before me, panting and glaring at the paper in my hand.

"Did you write this?" I ask while looking at him. The boy’s hand twitches. His eyes, once again, slide to the piece of paper in my hand.

"Wha? Oh...um y-yes." he answers quietly. I glance over the boys cloths in apprehension. A white jacket over a yellow sleeved shirt, light brown cargo pants and an orange backpack.

Surprise and anxiety shined in his indigo eyes. The wind whips around both of us, playing with my hair. We stand there for a minute just staring at each other.

"You know nothing," I say after a while. "You call this a love song? Hmph." I snort and lower my eyes. I lift the paper above me shoulder and let it go, letting the wind take it.

The paper whips around in the air before landing in a bush nearby. I walk forward and stand beside the boy. I take another drag of my cigarette and slowly let it out.

"It's the worst thing I've ever read." I sneer. "You've got zero talent." I stick my cigarette in my mouth and start to walk away.

"Uh...What?!" I hear his distant voice crack. I hear his bag drop to the ground but continue walking. "Why did you ha..." His voice fades as I get farther away.

The lyrics play through my mind, running like a broken record. I ran another hand through my hair, gritting my teeth.

'Damn that boy!' I think throwing my cigarette on the ground. I crush it and continue walking home. I stick my hands in my pocket.

It seems to me that I have found my inspiration for my book.

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I am driving my black Mercedes. I just finished my novel. MY publisher Mizuki, Kanna is editing it. I dropped it off to her earlier. She just beamed at me and silently took the novel.

Horn’s honk around me, the light turns green. I keep one hand on the wheel, looking for a cigarette with the other. I throw some things into the back seat, searching for it.

Damn it! I need a smoke! I curse lightly giving up finding my box of cigarettes. What good is a lighter without something to light?

A figure flashes twenty feet in front of my car. 'Fuck!' I think. I spin the wheel trying to avoid hitting the person, swerving the car. The tires slip on the wet road, slashing water on whoever was standing there.

My car skids and comes to a stop. I sit in the darkly tinted car for a minute. The figure stands there, arms stretched out, panting. It’s the same boy from the previous night.

"Fucking asshole!"I mutter. I kick my door open and get out of the car. Behind me, six cars have also skid out of control all over the street.

I stand glaring at the pink haired boy. My dark black suit and blue dress shirt getting soaked the falling rain. The boy is also soaked looking like a dripping wet dog.

My eyes burn with anger, While all I can do is glare at him, All hell would break loose if I said anything. Oh well, I guess all hell will break loose.

End of the Chapter 1

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So that was it. I wrote like a small part of this chapter. Actually, I typed it and while I was typing it, I changed little things here and there. I didn’t really write anything. Just changed a few things to make it sound better. Leave comments and tell me what you think. ^-^
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