Title: Long Way to Heaven
Summary: "So, Fujisaki-kun, I think I found a way to loosen you up. You need to find yourself a girlfriend." And one Hell of an emotion rollercoaster that will be for poor Suguru.
Chapters: 1/3
Warnings: Perhaps some cursing and a bit of shounen ai.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation or any of its characters. Only one in this story is mine.
And I want to thank Sakuma Sonnet for pointing out my horrible mistake.
Part 1
He felt the huge urge to just stand up and throw the gorgeous white vase that stood on the table in front of him against the wall. Shuichi was late, again, as always. He growled as he stared out of the window in the lobby of NG-Corporations. Hiro sat next to him, leaning against the back of the chair and gazing out of the window.
'How can it be Shindou-kun's behaviour isn't annoying you, Nakano-kun?'
'It is annoying me. But there's really not that much we can do about it, now can we?' Hiro questioned as he turned towards the green-haired boy with a grin. 'I just try to put up with it. We always have our work finished on time anyway.'
'Finished on time, yeah yeah.' He muttered darkly as he let himself slide down on his chair. Just a couple minutes later the doors opened and Suguru's head shot up in the hopes of it being the pink-haired vocalist. But of course, knowing his luck, it wasn't. It was Thoma Seguchi, his boss, cousin and biggest rival. He nodded his head with a small smile, managing to get the words: 'Ohayou Seguchi-san,' out without too much anger and under-the-surface laying annoyance. The blonde-haired synth-player turned around and smiled his always-flashing smile towards the two sagged musicians.
'Is Shindou-san late again?' He questioned and Suguru let out a loud sigh and Hiro shook his head. 'As always,'
'Of course,' Thoma answered him with a grin. 'But then again, that's to be expected of Shindou-san, now isn't it?'
'Of course it is, he's Shuichi.' Suguru grumbled as he crossed his arms and stared to the floor with a heated glare. 'Suguru-kun, leave the floor in one piece please. Those holes you're trying to burn into it certainly won't be cheap to fix.' Thoma said and Suguru's head shot up. 'What did you call me?'
'Suguru-kun. Why? Can't I call you that? We are family, after all.' He said smiling that "I know better than you" smile he seemed to have a patent on. 'Yeah, that we are, but -'
'La-li-ho! Sorry I'm late!' A pink bubble-gum wave of hair flew by and with wide eyes both Hiro and Suguru watched their vocalist sprint towards the recording room, turning around at the end of the hall-way and yelling: 'C'mon you two! Don't want to be late!'
'Ass!' Suguru called after him as he jumped up and gave chase after the pink-haired man. Hiro was left sniggering at the childish antics of his two friends and band-members. 'He's eighteen now, but he sure doesn't act it.' Hiro turned around as he heard Thoma Seguchi speak and he saw the blonde man gazing after the two. He had a thoughtful expression on his face, which made Hiro wonder if the man meant what he'd said. 'He's a reserved person. He doesn't let go expect when he's playing his music. Shuichi is always trying to make him loosen up a bit, and he thinks this is the way. At first I disagreed, but he insisted. He said that after being in Bad Luck for two years now he deserved to have a change like this.'
'You disagreed at first.' Thoma said, turning towards Hiro, suddenly staring at him with an icy glare. 'What do you think now?'
'Now? I think it's actually working, Seguchi-san. And if you don't mind now, I have to go otherwise K's going after my head.' He said with an uncomfortable smile as he turned away from his boss with a nod, walking into the same direction Shuichi and Suguru ran off. At that moment he felt Thoma Seguchi's gaze following his every move and he swallowed. He didn't know what he did wrong, but he had a feeling it was better not to mention Suguru around him anymore if he didn't want the man mad.
'You're late,' he heard his manager say and as he looked up he could see Hiro standing in the doorway, gun to his head. 'I was talking with Seguchi-san.' He answered and Suguru looked at him with a questioning glance before bending himself over his synthesizer again. It wasn't his business anyway what his cousin and band-member were talking about. Although curiosity started to eat him, he still didn't ask. And when he lost his focus because he worried for God knows why he also didn't ask.
It was now twelve o'clock and Suguru, Hiro and Shuichi were sitting at a table, eating their early lunch. Today wasn't a busy day, so K had decided to let them off for a long lunch today. Be it their manager's migraine or just his good mood that let them go, they didn't care.
'So, only one place to go and we're up on Nittle Grasper!' Shuichi exclaimed happily and Hiro laughed at the happy words of his friend. 'Yeah, finally we worked ourselves up to this place. It's great, don't you think so, Fujisaki-kun?' Hiro asked as he turned his head towards the green-haired synth-player, who was staring out of the window with an unfocused look in his eyes.
'Uh, Fujisaki-kun?' Hiro asked but Suguru just kept staring out of the window. The young boy was thinking about his cousin, as he mostly did now a days. The building success of Bad luck was the best thing that ever happened to him. But still, he hadn't passed by his cousin. That was the only thing he now wanted to do, the only –
'Hey, Suguru Fujisaki, you home?' Startled brown eyes turned towards Hiro and Suguru blinked to get focused again. 'What?' He questioned softly and his eyebrow twitched in an annoying way when Shuichi and Hiro both snickered. 'What?' He demanded, his voice now back to the harsher kind it usually was. Immediately the snickering stopped and two sets of eyes watched him with quite some interest. 'Amazing how fast your mood goes from soft to harsh, Suguru-kun.' Shuichi said with a grin and Suguru scowled at the pink-haired vocalist. 'It's Fujisaki, thank you very much. And just shut up, will you?'
'Sheesh, no need to say it that hard, Suguru-kun.'
'Shindou-kun -'
'What? What's with you and formalities anyway? We know each other for at least two years now! I think we have at least a little right to call you by your first name.' Shuichi shot back and when Suguru just ignored him and looked down to the table he send a pleading look towards Hiro. 'Fujisaki-kun. We just want to be friends with you. Aren't we your friends?'
'You are.' Suguru whispered. 'Then why won't you let us call you by your first name, like most friends do?' Hiro asked and Suguru looked up, forlorn. 'Just because Tohma...' He started and his eyes grew wide at the idea of telling his two "friends" what was spooking in his head right now. So he broke off his sentence and said: 'Just because.'
'So it has something to do with Seguchi-san?' Shuichi questioned, laughter playing in his voice for being proud to be the first to remark that. 'No,' Suguru said as he suddenly stood up, pressing both his palms hard against the table, making his fingers go white in the progress. He breathed in a couple of times and looked up to his two band-mates. 'I'm going back to practice.' He huffed and stormed off.
Stupid Shuichi. Why does that ass always have to stick his nose into my business? He thought as the almost run through the hallway towards the recording room. People who saw him going by raised a brow and their eyes would stare after him in pity. That poor boy, they would think. His cousin probably scolded that poor boy, again.
'Argh, stop it!' Suguru yelled at himself as he suddenly leaned against a wall. He laid his hand on his forehead and brushed his hair out of his face, looking towards the ground with sad eyes. Of course, people didn't think that, but inside Suguru's head they did. In his eyes, people always felt pity on him when he was mad. Someone must've upset that poor boy. Damnit, he thought, people always think I'm just a kid. Especially Tohma. He sighed and let his body slide down against the wall. He didn't want Tohma to see him as a kid. He wanted the respect of the man he'd always looked up to and worked hard for. But the only thing Tohma ever seemed to do was treat him like a child or a stranger. And then this afternoon the man had called him Suguru-kun. He didn't want Tohma calling him that, not anymore. When he was little, Tohma would call him Suguru-kun. A name said without formalities, like he called Tohma back then. In the days the man played with him, spent more time with him than to only tell him to just work harder or go bother someone else with his childish problems with Shindou.
It frustrated and angered him endlessly that the person he once looked up to so much now treated him like just... one of his fucking stupid employees. He didn't want to be treated like that. He wanted to be treated equally to Ryuichi Sakuma. To Mika-chan. To Tohma himself. Have the respect that he deserved for what he did and to have him say more to him than "hello" and "goodbye" each day.
'Look Kumagoro, it's Fujisaki-kun!'
'Huh?'
'Come with me, na no da!'
'W-what?'
'Didn't you hear me, silly? Come with me, na no da!'
With wide eyes Suguru stared at Sakuma Ryuichi, who was at the moment kneeling before him, grinning like mad and holding the pink stuffed bunny at the side of his head. To be honest, he had no clue as to why the singer of Nittle Grasper wanted him to come. He'd never really talked to him, only at parties at Tohma's when he was younger. And at NG he never really got the chance to talk to the guy. So why on Earth would he want for him to come?
'Why?'
'Because Tohma-chan was talking about you and now I want to bring you to him as a present of Kumagoro and me.' He said but Suguru shook his head. 'N-no, wait. I don't want to see him.' He objected but Ryuichi just shook his head and pushed his pink bunny into Suguru's hands. 'You'll come with me, na no da? You can hold Kumagoro if you want.' He said, smiling charmingly at the 18-year old. 'Thanks,' Suguru answered as he crawled up, smiling at Ryuichi.
'Tohma-chan! I've brought a present!' Ryuichi yelled as he barged into Tohma's office. 'Ah, Ryuichi-kun, what's the...' Suguru heard his cousin start, 'where's Kumagoro?'
'Your present is borrowing it! C'mon, Fujisaki-kun.' Ryuichi said and Suguru appeared in the doorway, holding the pink rabbit tightly. 'Suguru-kun.' Tohma said, a small smile appearing on his face. But Suguru just stood in the door opening, rabbit dangling from his right hand. At the moment he was wondering why again he'd come with the vocalist to see his cousin. 'C'mon, Fujisaki-kun, sit down with me!' Ryuichi suddenly said, pulling Suguru out of his daze and walking towards a chair near Tohma's desk. He sat down, putting Kumagoro onto his lap and looking towards the ground. 'Suguru-kun, how are you?' Tohma suddenly asked and with a shake of his head Suguru glared at his cousin through his green bangs. 'Fujisaki-kun.' He corrected and Tohma's features drew together for a moment. 'Fine then, if that pleases you. But I asked how you were.' Tohma said, lips forming a firm line and eyebrows drawing together in a sign of annoyance. 'For you, fine enough.' Suguru said grumpily and Tohma sighed as he laid a hand on his forehead. 'Ryuichi-kun,' Tohma started and the man looked up with a sad face. 'Tohma-chan doesn't like my present?'
'Oh, no. I love the present. But now I want to talk to him, alone.' He said, smiling his always charmingly smile towards his band-member. 'Okay! You'll bring Kumagoro back later, na no da?' He asked Suguru and the boy nodded calmly. At least, it seemed. Because at the inside he was screaming and yelling at himself that he should go back with Sakuma Ryuichi and bolt towards the recording room. But of course, this was Tohma Seguchi, and people just didn't bolt on Tohma Seguchi.
'What's wrong with you, Suguru?' Tohma demanded the moment Ryuichi had left the room and Suguru held the pink rabbit close to his chest. 'Fujisaki, if you please. And there's nothing wrong with me besides the fact my break is over.'
'I call you whatever I want, Suguru-kun. You are my cousin and I don't have to deal with the formalities like others. And as your cousin I ask you what's wrong with you.' Tohma stated but as he looked up to see his younger cousin squeezing Ryuichi's rabbit close, his gaze softened. And so did his words. 'I'm starting to get worried about you.'
'There's no reason to, really. I'm fine, Seguchi-san.'
'Suguru... what ever happened to the Toh-chan you used to call me?' Tohma suddenly asked and Suguru gasped. Toh-chan... That called back memories.
A five year old, running in the park right into the arms of his older cousin. 'Toh-chan, Toh-chan!' He yelled. The blonde just laughed but as the green-haired boy said 'I'll grow up just like you!' a shadow fell over his face. Tohma had always said he shouldn't become like him. That it wasn't worth it. But now Suguru decided, he didn't want to become like his cousin, he wanted to be more. He wanted to prove he wasn't the kid from the park anymore, but that now he had his own ideas. His own goals to achieve.
'I'm not a kid anymore,'
'That doesn't mean you've lost all rights to call me that. Although I've seemed to lost all rights to call you by anything expect your last name.' Tohma said, and Suguru heard blame playing in his cousins voice, making him feel guilty. He had to admit he was acting rather cold. He sighed as he dropped his head, forehead resting on top of Kumagoro's head. What was wrong with him anyway? Snapping at his cousin like that. Perhaps he just needed a good night of sleep. Yeah, a good night of sleep and a long talk with Tomiko would help.
'I'm sorry,' he whispered, words muffled a bit by the rabbit but Tohma still heard them, 'Tohma-kun.' And Tohma smiled. 'It's okay.' He said, and when Suguru was at the door, he whispered: 'Fujisaki-kun.' Making Suguru laugh at the irony of his words.
It was five in the afternoon when the lift doors swung open and Suguru stepped onto the third flour of the apartment building he was staying in. He was eighteen now and had been living in a apartment that Tohma financed for him for several months already. He was tired of his parents never being around and rather had his own lonely place then one where there just missed two persons.
'Fujisaki-kun. You're back early today.' A cheerful voice suddenly called to him and he looked up. 202, Tomiko Satohashi, the 21-year old woman that lived next to him smiled at him from her doorway. Almost everyday when he returned from work he would drink a cup of tea with the girl. She always knew when he would arrive back home because of the elevator. Her long, black hair was pulled back into a low-hanging ponytail and with her too big shirt, too big shorts and socks 'till her knees she certainly didn't look her age. And that's what Suguru liked most of her. She didn't look her age, but was accepted that way.
'Yeah, K was in a good mood today.'
'Hmm, I'll say. So, I was just starting dinner. What do you say, wanna join me?'
'Yes, that would be nice Satohashi-chan.' Suguru said as he followed the girl into her apartment, hearing her let out a laugh. 'Gods, Fujisaki, don't make me feel old yet. I'm only 21… It's Tomiko, if you please.' She said and Suguru nodded. 'I'll try, Tomiko-chan.' He said, testing the name on his tongue. It didn't roll out of his mouth as easily as Satohashi-chan, but he thought he could at least try. To pay her back at least this little gratitude for her caring personality and daily Jasmine tea.
Folding his knees to one side Suguru sat down at the low dinner table while Tomiko was putting the different types of food and plates on the table. 'So, Fujisaki-kun, how long do you think you can avoid it?'
'Avoid what, Sato- uh, Tomiko-chan?' Suguru questioned as the young woman sat down opposite of him. Gods, learning how to say her name like this would probably take ages!
'Avoid to tell me what put you off so much today.'
'Nothing put me off.'
'No, and my great-great-grandmother was the queen of England.'
'She wasn't.' Suguru deadpanned and Tomiko sighed. 'Of course she wasn't! Now shoo, tell me what's wrong. I'm not studying for Welfare Worker for nothing.'
'Oh yeah, and one hell of a Welfare Worker you'll be.' Suguru rolled his eyes and got scowled at for his comment. 'Yeah, I will. Now, Fujisaki, tell me what's wrong or I'll cut your balls.'
'Like Hell!' Suguru shrieked and Tomiko grinned. 'Hell yeah,'
'Ugh, shut up. Tohma's just been nagging me, okay.' Suguru said and Tomiko smiled in an understanding way. 'Him again, huh.' She said and Suguru rolled his eyes.
Tomiko was a nice girl and had become a good friend of his. She was curious to his whole life and doings at work, but didn't out it in the annoying way Shuichi did. The first day the girl immediately asked Suguru to join her for tea. They'd become good friends after that and since last week Suguru also started to voice his complains at the girl. Not about her, but about his work. Shuichi was mostly the victim of his hard words but the girl also noticed that Shuichi was mentioned less and less and Tohma more and more.
'Yeah, him again. But, anyway. How was your day?' Suguru asked as he always did, changing the subject.
'Fujisaki-kun, for Gods sake! Try to focus, please.' K scolded and Suguru flinched at the tone of his manager's voice. He looked down at the keys of his synthesizer and sighed softly. 'Yes K-san.' He whispered and closed his eyes, trying to get the beat again.
'Fujisaki! I give up. This was at least the fifth time I had to call you to a break,' K started again after five minutes and Suguru just turned his eyes away from his manager. 'Today, I can't work with you. And with Shuichi being jumpy about his date with one Eiri Yuki this coming weekend he isn't very capable either. Fresh and working, in two days time. And for this, all of you, out!'
'We can go?' Shuichi asked, his head turning towards K in light speed. 'Yes! Now out, before I change my mind.'
A little lost he stood in front of Hiro's motor-cycle. Hiro had asked him to come over to his apartment, for a little "bonding-session" he said. Suguru almost dropped the helmet he was holding in his hands when Hiro laid a hand on his shoulder. He was so busy intently glaring at the motor he hadn't noticed his friend.
'You okay, Fujisaki-kun?'
'No way I'm going to ride that thing, Nakano-kun.' He said and scowled at the vehicle. To be honest, he was terrified of riding the thing and probably would continue to do so for a very long time.
'Then how,' Hiro stated to ask between snickers Suguru just started to notice now, 'are you planning to get to my place.'
'The bus?' Suguru questioned and Hiro shook his head, grinning. 'You've got any money? No. And walking will take too long. Come on, Fujisaki-kun! It's only a ten minute drive.'
'No.'
'Please?'
'No!'
'Fujisaki-kuun,'
'Shut up you big baby, you sound like Shindou.' Suguru bit back and Hiro rolled his eyes. 'Whatever, just come on. If you die while on the back of that thing I'll pay for your funeral.' But Suguru just shook his head and glared at his red-haired friend.
'Suguru-kun... uh, sorry,' Hiro apologized as he scratched the back of his head. 'Fujisaki-kun,' he corrected himself. 'There's nothing to be afraid of. Okay? Just come, because I really don't want to walk.'
'You would walk with me?' Suguru questioned as he frowned. 'Of course I would, you're my friend.'
'O, then, I think,' Suguru started and hesitated a little bit. He was questioning himself if he should do it or not. Because, come one, he wouldn't let people do it. Not when he suggested it himself. But he'd known Hiro for two years now, and Shuichi too. So perhaps it was time to let those two notice he cared more about them than shit. 'I think Suguru-kun is fine then.' He whispered and Hiro smiled. 'Thank you, Suguru-kun. Now, you want to get on the back of my motor now?'
'No,' Suguru said and glared. 'Don't misuse my good mood, Hiroshi-kun.' He threatened and Hiro lifted an eyebrow. 'Well, when you start loosening up, there's no stopping you, eh?'
'Shut up,' Suguru said as he looked down. 'I just had a good talk with someone.'
'Hey, that's no reason to look down. Now, get you but on that motor or I will let you walk.' Hiro said and after one last word of protest and a nasty look at the motor he suspiciously walked towards Hiro.
Never again would Suguru Fujisaki ride a motorcycle. Never again, he decided. He hated the feeling of being pressed up that close to a person. He hated the cold wind and he would never get on the back of Hiro's motor again.
'I hate you,' he hissed as he glared at Hiro. 'What?' Hiro asked as he raised his hands. 'I said I hated you,' Suguru said back, still glaring.
'You do that a lot, you know.' Hiro suddenly remarked as the two of them started to climb the stairs to his small apartment. 'Do what?'
'Glare.'
'Probably a family thing.' Suguru snorted as Hiro opened the front door for him. 'Why's that so? Seguchi-san doesn't glare much, does he?' Hiro asked as he threw his jacket onto a chair and opened the 'fridge, holding up a bottle of beer for Suguru. With a nod Suguru grabbed it from him and sat down onto the couch, turning his head towards the window. 'He isn't my only family.'
'But he's the only one I -' Hiro started but Suguru interrupted him with a snort. He turned his head towards the TV and moved the fingers of his right hand over the neck of the bottle. 'Yes, I know. Just think further than him. He's only my cousin. I've got parents too.'
'And boy do I see them a lot,' Hiro replied sarcastically and Suguru turned his head sharply. 'Shut up, damnit, just shut up.' He snapped and Hiro raised a brow at the sudden change of mood. And at the word-choice. Suguru never cursed, ever. 'I'm sorry,' he apologized and Suguru shook his head, lips forming in a thin line. 'Yeah, whatever.'
'Suguru-kun, I'm really sorry.' Hiro said as he turned his head to look at his friend. But Suguru was just staring at the black screen of the TV and sighed. 'I know, they all are.'
'What do you mean?'
'Just how I said it. They all are sorry. For me and with me.' Suguru said and turned his head towards Hiro. 'For being the cousin of the one-and-only Tohma Seguchi.' He hissed and stood up. 'I'll see you tomorrow.' He grunted as he disappeared through the front door.
With a sigh Hiro leaned against the back of the couch and stroked a hand through his hair. Why was that boy so hard to figure out? He turned his gaze towards the table and saw the now empty bottle of beer standing there. He shook his head. 'You're as easy to understand as a Greek text, Suguru Fujisaki.'
'I think it's time for a long talk to build up the team-spirit again. Because I certainly think it's lacking a bit the past week.' K said as he pushed his hands hard down onto the table. His gaze slid over all the band members but rested on Suguru who snorted and turned his head away.
'Honestly, I feel as if we're back to the moment Seguchi-san told you two you'd get a new member. It's ridiculous and we certainly can't work with it. So unless you try to change you attitude of the past week, Fujisaki-kun, I have to take measures.' He said and Suguru sighed with a small nod. He didn't like it to get a scolding from his manager with his two band members there. It was embarrassing and only extra criticism to push his nose onto the fact his focus wasn't a 100 the past few days. He knew he had been slacking. He knew that even though he tried loosening up his attitude was more irritated than before. But that didn't mean someone had to actually tell him that so bluntly!
'Fujisaki, will you at least try to say it?' K said and Suguru looked up with a puzzled look. 'What?'
'Try to say you'll try. You know, verbal contact.'
'Okay,' Suguru snorted, 'I'll try, fine?'
'Good. Now, all get back to practice. We've got no time to waste.' K said and obediently everybody stood up and walked back to their places, this time including Suguru.
Practice went well and at the early time of 5 o'clock the band could go. But when walking in the halls of NG together with Hiro and Shuichi his cousin spoke to them. He asked if everything was all right, and as always towards Tohma Seguchi, they politely answered things were fine. But afterwards Tohma had claimed wanting to speak to Suguru. Which came to the current situation. Suguru sitting in a chair in Tohma's office, glaring at the man.
'You can glare all you want. It's not as if it'll hurt me.' Tohma said and Suguru scowled for a moment before setting back to his glare. For a moment Tohma sighed and touched his right hand to his forehead before he looked at Suguru with a firm gaze. 'K told me of your behavior of the past week. Irritated, sulky, difficult to talk to and not able to focus properly? Suguru, this made me wonder when you're going to stop with that childish attitude and act your age again.'
Suguru sighed in a way that Tohma thought ridiculously dramatic and turned his head towards the window. First K and now his cousin? Gods, with all this he wouldn't be surprised if suddenly his parents also started worrying. Which would be the ultimate sign that Hell had indeed frozen over if it hadn't happened already. 'I am acting my age.' He said firmly as he looked at his cousin. 'No, you're not. You're acting like a spoiled sixteen year old teenager.'
'Tohma, I am a teenager! Stop bugging me already. Everything's fine.' He said and Tohma shook his head. 'No, it's not. You've been loosing weight, you can't concentrate and I've heard Bad Luck's latest recording and you sound awful in it. If this goes on much longer, you're going to stay with me and Mika until this is over.'
'I can take care of myself good enough, thank you very much.'
'Well, seemingly you can't. And as you said yourself, you're still a teenager.' Tohma said with an icy glare that made Suguru shudder for a moment. At that moment he really wanted to get away from Tohma. The man was always like this when wanting to get something the other didn't want to give. Use their own words against them in his own advantage. 'Tohma, I've got to go. Tomiko-chan is waiting for me.'
'You've got a girlfriend then, Suguru?' Tohma asked and Suguru turned when he stood at the door. He wanted to say that no, she wasn't his girlfriend. But he just smirked and said: 'None of your business,' and walked out.
When returning home he groaned at himself, now realizing that probably the half of NG would know about this. He was in for it now.
At the moment he was sitting cross-legged on the carpeted ground at the low table in Tomiko's living room. A cup of hot tea stood in front of him and when he looked at the other side of the table he could see Tomiko sipping hear tea, the hot steam making her cheeks flush. Suguru shivered. Never had he understood how the girl could drink hot tea just like that, before letting it cool down or blowing some of the heat away.
'I hate Tohma.' He suddenly scowled and Tomiko snickered. 'Well, obviously.'
'He's just so... so, Tohma! Argh!' He said and Tomiko started giggling. 'You mean he's so much like you because he's your cousin and is a synthesizer player too. Or because –if I have to believe you- he's arrogant, irritating and never minding his own business.'
'What do you think?' Suguru asked with a glare. 'The second one.'
'Of course,' Tomiko said, rolling her eyes. 'Men!' She sighed then, dramatically bringing her hand to her forehead. 'Never admitting they like someone!'
'Watch it, you're on unstable grounds now.' Suguru growled and the girl tsk-ed at him. 'Loosen up somewhere in the near future, will you, Fujisaki-kun?' She asked and grinned as Suguru stuck out his tongue at her. 'Don't make me hate you for being like Shindou and Tohma.' He said and now Tomiko snorted as she put her cup down onto the table. 'No, really, you have to. Not to me, but to those other people you hang around with. And from what I hear especially to Shindou and Nakano.'
'I probably should, yeah. But, I got mad at him yesterday.'
'At who?' Tomiko asked and raised a brow. 'At Hiroshi-kun.' He spoke and looked down to the table. Right now he felt really guilty for getting mad at the man yesterday. Today at work Hiro had avoided talking to him and for some reason had it hurt Suguru more than expected.
After five minutes or so Tomiko rose a brow, now understanding that Suguru's silence meant he surely wasn't going to talk about it. 'So, Fujisaki-kun, I think I found a way to loosen you up.' She said and Suguru's head snapped up, eyes almost in fear. What in the name of God had the girl come up with now? He questioned himself as he nodded for her to tell. She grinned and tipped her head to the side, saying: 'You need to find yourself a girlfriend.'
'A girlfriend?' Suguru shrieked and looked at Tomiko as if in horror. How could she ask that of him? He never looked at girls! Well, not in that way. He had once, well, looked. But that certainly wasn't a girl, he remembered. But then again, next to that, he'd never really had an interest in having a relationship. Not with his job.
'I don't think I'm that much of a relationship person.' He said and Tomiko raised her shoulders. 'It's whatever you want it to be.'
He found that today went well, actually. He could concentrate a little more, although the same couldn't actually be said about his health at the moment. He was now suffering a huge headache that even though how many aspirins he would throw in, wouldn't go away. He sighed heavily and weaved his right hand through his bangs. Sometimes, life could be so complicated. He leaned his elbows onto the tabletop as he raised a brow, gazing towards the other side of the room where Shuichi was talking with Ryuichi.
They were doing it on their own, hyperactive way and as Shuichi turned his head and grinned at him, Suguru gave a small wave back. He sighed and turned his head towards the window, gazing outside. Hiro was gone this afternoon, and he and Shuichi were supposed to write a song, which of course, only Suguru was doing. But because of his headache, he couldn't concentrate on writing that much so he had mainly given up on that almost half an hour ago.
Now he was pondering on whether or not he should walk up to the two vocalists and have a talk with them. He couldn't sit still and just do nothing forever, and it wasn't like the two were planning on getting to work again any time soon. Certainly not Ryuichi, because he knew Tohma was in a meeting now and Noriko was on the other side of the country with her husband and daughter. Why he was here, he didn't know but he was, and he was keeping Shuichi from his work. So why not stop working too? K wasn't around to scold them so it wasn't like that was going to be a problem. With a sigh he brushed his bangs out of his eyes and pushed himself up.
TBC.