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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
32
Views:
9,963
Reviews:
95
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
(i have no idea what the title should be)
Hey everyone. Sorry for the long wait but college has to come first. I’d really prefer not to fail ya know? I’ve had so much to do lately. Not to mention my constant writers block. Anyway enough of me talking here are the shout outs.
Chocho~ I guess your betaing is “not bad” too. LOL. Sorry for ending it there but I just didn’t have the creative bug bite me on the butt like you.
Heavy Metal Alchemist~ wow, cool name. I love Full Metal Alchemist. I watch it every Saturday night. I’m too lazy to buy the volumes yet. Not until the box set of all of them come out. Well thanks for the review. I’m glad you like my story.
Setsuna~ Um, sorry? Hey, do you need a tissue? I have plenty to share. Here’s your update.
Earthneko~ well, I’m not sure this update comes with good news but here it is anyway. They might get help sooner or later but we’ll see. Sorry for the suspense but that’s just how it goes. It’s to keep you coming back for more.
Amie~ I’ll finish in due time. But probably not for a while. But hey I managed to update at least right? Poor girl huh? Yeah she’s not my fav either but that’s why it’s happening to her. Hehehehahaha.
Ashcat~ Thanks. Yeah, I suck at summaries. But I’m glad you decided to check it out. Hope this chapter meets with your approval. :)
Thanks to everyone else who read my chapter but didn’t review for me. Oh well, maybe next time. Well here comes the next chapter.
Oh, just in case, so my story doesn’t get deleted:
Disclaimer: I do not own. DUH!!!
Chapter 8 ~ (i have no idea what the title should be)
Eiri jumped over the last seat and ran to the door like there was fire at his heels. Reaching the doorway, he took a hold of the ledge and started pulling himself up, feet pushing off against the wall, but just as his knees hit the walkway he was pulled back into the car by a hand that had grabbed a hold of the back collar of his shirt. He fell to the ground with a hard thud and caught the glimpse of a figure holding something above its head. The light from outside reflected off it and illuminated a nearby seat.
The figure swung the instrument down, coming within inches of Eiri’s head before he managed to roll to his right and come up on his hands and knees, kicking back with his right leg. His foot hit the guy in his side with full force causing him to fall over. The instrument tumbled out of the guy’s hand and clattered to the floor inches away from him. The sound of metal hitting metal echoing in the car.
Eiri quickly got up and made a dash for the instrument just as the guy began to crawl over to it. As Eiri was about to reach it, the guy turned on his side and, using his legs, kicked Eiri’s feet out from under him. He fell backwards landing squarely on his lower back.
The dark figure scrambled forward and took hold of the metal bar again, getting to his feet. He turned around to face Eiri and ran to him, the instrument being held high above his head.
Eiri pushed himself on his elbows and scrunched his knees up to his chest. When the figure came close enough, Eiri jut out his feet right into the guy’s stomach.
The attacker doubled over, all his breath forced out with the impact. His arms came down from their height, his hands loosing their tight grip on the handle. The metal bar again fell to the floor as the man wrapped his arms around his middle and stumbled backwards, trying to suck air into his lungs.
Eiri pushed up with the palms of his hands and taking hold of the metal bar that lay near his right, once again got to his feet. He took slow steps over to the figure that was still bent over, sucking air into his lungs. Eiri grabbed the top of his head, grasping a handful of his hair, and yanked the guys face up, staring him in the eyes, as a hiss of pain escaped the man’s mouth. “You’re lucky I don’t know you.” Eiri bit out harshly, a spark in his eyes.
The guy looked hopeful but confused. “Why is that,” he whispered through his partially gritted teeth.
Eiri had an evil smile come across his lips. “Because if I did I wouldn’t be able to kill you now would I?” Eiri’s fingers on the metal bar shifted, searching for a better grip.
The guy lost the hopeful expression as his face fell and his eyes widened.
~*~*~*~*~
Fujisaki knocked on the door to the conductors’ car waiting for a response. After a few impatient seconds and still no response, he turned the handle and swung the door open.
“Didn’t I say…” a voice growled upon hearing the door open but stopped his oncoming lecture upon seeing Fujisaki on the other side. “Oh, what can I do for you, Sir,” the conductor asked pleasantly, taking a step forward. “We seem to be having difficulties with the engine but if you take your seat we will be on our way shortly.” He gave a forced smile and turned back around, leaning on the console and looking out at the track ahead.
“Excuse me Sir, but don’t you think that if it was the engine that you’d have it fixed by now? Maybe you should check the console itself, there could be a blown fuse.” Fujisaki said as politely as he could, holding in his impatience.
The conductor sighed and turned with a hand rubbing over his eyes. “I have everything under control here Sir. So if you would please take your seat and find something to do we can get moving shortly.”
His annoyance flaring, Fujisaki glared at the conductor before turning around and leaving the car in a huff.
~*~*~*~*~
As the blade was ripped out of her shoulder, Haruna began feeling cold and hot at the same time, like her body couldn’t make up its mind. A small groan escaped her lips as her vision turned into static resembling a television screen with no picture. Haruna fell back into Shuichi feeling her stomach churn.
Shuichi didn’t know what to do. Haruna was in shock and probably on the verge of passing out with all the blood that kept flowing out of her wound. And now she had collapsed against him.
Shuichi looked around the dark clothed guy at the doorway behind him which held the two doors connected by the sideways walkway. The door to this car stood open against the wall but the door to the next was closed. There was no way, if he managed to run around this guy, that he would be able to get that door open before he caught up.
The figure smiled at Shuichi’s helplessness and Haruna’s foolishness, bringing the blade up to his face and looking at the blood intently. As quick as a snake flicks its tongue, the guy flicked out his own tongue and licked at the blade lapping up the blood like a cat would milk.
“What am I going to do,” Shuichi whispered as he helped Haruna to stay upright. She was breathing heavily and shaking her head in quick succession in order to rid herself of the lightheaded feeling that was threatening to make her crumple to the ground.
Hearing the quiet spoken question, the dark figure started to laugh hysterically. He flung the knife up through the air and caught it by the handle. Then bending down, stuck the knife into his boot and stood back up.
Taking a step closer to the two, he pulled out of nowhere a black and silver shuriken [1]. Putting his finger through the hole in the middle, he twirled the star around his finger with a malicious smile on his face.
Haruna shook her head lightly and began to sit herself down on the ground, not paying much heed to what was going on around her. With Shuichi’s hand on her arm to help steady her, Haruna managed to sit, with her legs bent, up against the seat behind them.
As the intruder watched in amusement, Shuichi squatted down next to Haruna and took a quick look around them. Not finding what he needed, Shuichi reached to the hem of his shirt and with a grimace, tore a section of his shirt off.
Keeping an eye on him as he continued to swirl the star on his finger, Shuichi took the scrap of his shirt and wrapped it around Haruna’s shoulder wound. After every movement, he would glance at the dark intruder, making sure he hadn’t moved. But the guy just continued to stand there with a smile lifting the corners of his mouth. But the one thing that Shuichi noticed was the fact that every time he glanced at the guy, he would be looking directly at Shuichi, almost as if Haruna wasn’t even there, like she was invisible to him.
It sent a shiver down his spine as he continued to wrap the scrap shirt and tied it off.
[1] ~ flat piece of metal with sharpened points. It was easily made lethal by dipping the edges in poison.
(You can check this out at www.entertheninja.com/ninja_fact/weapons.shtml)
Oh and the knife I was referring to in this story is called a tanto. Check it out at the website above.
AN: yeah my new chapter was posted. And you read it. Does that mean you still like it? So cool! Oh and please review! It fuels my inspiration! Next update will come sooner. Oh, sorry for it being so short. Writers block sucks! So sorry for drawing it out for so long. If ya want me to get to the point, then REVIEW!! HAHAHAHA!! C-ya soon ;)
Chocho~ I guess your betaing is “not bad” too. LOL. Sorry for ending it there but I just didn’t have the creative bug bite me on the butt like you.
Heavy Metal Alchemist~ wow, cool name. I love Full Metal Alchemist. I watch it every Saturday night. I’m too lazy to buy the volumes yet. Not until the box set of all of them come out. Well thanks for the review. I’m glad you like my story.
Setsuna~ Um, sorry? Hey, do you need a tissue? I have plenty to share. Here’s your update.
Earthneko~ well, I’m not sure this update comes with good news but here it is anyway. They might get help sooner or later but we’ll see. Sorry for the suspense but that’s just how it goes. It’s to keep you coming back for more.
Amie~ I’ll finish in due time. But probably not for a while. But hey I managed to update at least right? Poor girl huh? Yeah she’s not my fav either but that’s why it’s happening to her. Hehehehahaha.
Ashcat~ Thanks. Yeah, I suck at summaries. But I’m glad you decided to check it out. Hope this chapter meets with your approval. :)
Thanks to everyone else who read my chapter but didn’t review for me. Oh well, maybe next time. Well here comes the next chapter.
Oh, just in case, so my story doesn’t get deleted:
Disclaimer: I do not own. DUH!!!
Chapter 8 ~ (i have no idea what the title should be)
Eiri jumped over the last seat and ran to the door like there was fire at his heels. Reaching the doorway, he took a hold of the ledge and started pulling himself up, feet pushing off against the wall, but just as his knees hit the walkway he was pulled back into the car by a hand that had grabbed a hold of the back collar of his shirt. He fell to the ground with a hard thud and caught the glimpse of a figure holding something above its head. The light from outside reflected off it and illuminated a nearby seat.
The figure swung the instrument down, coming within inches of Eiri’s head before he managed to roll to his right and come up on his hands and knees, kicking back with his right leg. His foot hit the guy in his side with full force causing him to fall over. The instrument tumbled out of the guy’s hand and clattered to the floor inches away from him. The sound of metal hitting metal echoing in the car.
Eiri quickly got up and made a dash for the instrument just as the guy began to crawl over to it. As Eiri was about to reach it, the guy turned on his side and, using his legs, kicked Eiri’s feet out from under him. He fell backwards landing squarely on his lower back.
The dark figure scrambled forward and took hold of the metal bar again, getting to his feet. He turned around to face Eiri and ran to him, the instrument being held high above his head.
Eiri pushed himself on his elbows and scrunched his knees up to his chest. When the figure came close enough, Eiri jut out his feet right into the guy’s stomach.
The attacker doubled over, all his breath forced out with the impact. His arms came down from their height, his hands loosing their tight grip on the handle. The metal bar again fell to the floor as the man wrapped his arms around his middle and stumbled backwards, trying to suck air into his lungs.
Eiri pushed up with the palms of his hands and taking hold of the metal bar that lay near his right, once again got to his feet. He took slow steps over to the figure that was still bent over, sucking air into his lungs. Eiri grabbed the top of his head, grasping a handful of his hair, and yanked the guys face up, staring him in the eyes, as a hiss of pain escaped the man’s mouth. “You’re lucky I don’t know you.” Eiri bit out harshly, a spark in his eyes.
The guy looked hopeful but confused. “Why is that,” he whispered through his partially gritted teeth.
Eiri had an evil smile come across his lips. “Because if I did I wouldn’t be able to kill you now would I?” Eiri’s fingers on the metal bar shifted, searching for a better grip.
The guy lost the hopeful expression as his face fell and his eyes widened.
~*~*~*~*~
Fujisaki knocked on the door to the conductors’ car waiting for a response. After a few impatient seconds and still no response, he turned the handle and swung the door open.
“Didn’t I say…” a voice growled upon hearing the door open but stopped his oncoming lecture upon seeing Fujisaki on the other side. “Oh, what can I do for you, Sir,” the conductor asked pleasantly, taking a step forward. “We seem to be having difficulties with the engine but if you take your seat we will be on our way shortly.” He gave a forced smile and turned back around, leaning on the console and looking out at the track ahead.
“Excuse me Sir, but don’t you think that if it was the engine that you’d have it fixed by now? Maybe you should check the console itself, there could be a blown fuse.” Fujisaki said as politely as he could, holding in his impatience.
The conductor sighed and turned with a hand rubbing over his eyes. “I have everything under control here Sir. So if you would please take your seat and find something to do we can get moving shortly.”
His annoyance flaring, Fujisaki glared at the conductor before turning around and leaving the car in a huff.
~*~*~*~*~
As the blade was ripped out of her shoulder, Haruna began feeling cold and hot at the same time, like her body couldn’t make up its mind. A small groan escaped her lips as her vision turned into static resembling a television screen with no picture. Haruna fell back into Shuichi feeling her stomach churn.
Shuichi didn’t know what to do. Haruna was in shock and probably on the verge of passing out with all the blood that kept flowing out of her wound. And now she had collapsed against him.
Shuichi looked around the dark clothed guy at the doorway behind him which held the two doors connected by the sideways walkway. The door to this car stood open against the wall but the door to the next was closed. There was no way, if he managed to run around this guy, that he would be able to get that door open before he caught up.
The figure smiled at Shuichi’s helplessness and Haruna’s foolishness, bringing the blade up to his face and looking at the blood intently. As quick as a snake flicks its tongue, the guy flicked out his own tongue and licked at the blade lapping up the blood like a cat would milk.
“What am I going to do,” Shuichi whispered as he helped Haruna to stay upright. She was breathing heavily and shaking her head in quick succession in order to rid herself of the lightheaded feeling that was threatening to make her crumple to the ground.
Hearing the quiet spoken question, the dark figure started to laugh hysterically. He flung the knife up through the air and caught it by the handle. Then bending down, stuck the knife into his boot and stood back up.
Taking a step closer to the two, he pulled out of nowhere a black and silver shuriken [1]. Putting his finger through the hole in the middle, he twirled the star around his finger with a malicious smile on his face.
Haruna shook her head lightly and began to sit herself down on the ground, not paying much heed to what was going on around her. With Shuichi’s hand on her arm to help steady her, Haruna managed to sit, with her legs bent, up against the seat behind them.
As the intruder watched in amusement, Shuichi squatted down next to Haruna and took a quick look around them. Not finding what he needed, Shuichi reached to the hem of his shirt and with a grimace, tore a section of his shirt off.
Keeping an eye on him as he continued to swirl the star on his finger, Shuichi took the scrap of his shirt and wrapped it around Haruna’s shoulder wound. After every movement, he would glance at the dark intruder, making sure he hadn’t moved. But the guy just continued to stand there with a smile lifting the corners of his mouth. But the one thing that Shuichi noticed was the fact that every time he glanced at the guy, he would be looking directly at Shuichi, almost as if Haruna wasn’t even there, like she was invisible to him.
It sent a shiver down his spine as he continued to wrap the scrap shirt and tied it off.
[1] ~ flat piece of metal with sharpened points. It was easily made lethal by dipping the edges in poison.
(You can check this out at www.entertheninja.com/ninja_fact/weapons.shtml)
Oh and the knife I was referring to in this story is called a tanto. Check it out at the website above.
AN: yeah my new chapter was posted. And you read it. Does that mean you still like it? So cool! Oh and please review! It fuels my inspiration! Next update will come sooner. Oh, sorry for it being so short. Writers block sucks! So sorry for drawing it out for so long. If ya want me to get to the point, then REVIEW!! HAHAHAHA!! C-ya soon ;)