Antic Cafe fanfiction- Stalker: Chapter 3 1/2
Title: Stalker
Author: Cafekkodesu
Rating: R
Length: 4 1/2 /?
Warnings: Language, abuse, yaoi-naughtiness later on ^_~
Pairings: Bou/OC, Kanon/Bou (one-sided), other pairing to be revealed, or discovered later
Band: Antic Cafe
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my OC character, who is not intentionally based off of anyone
Summary: After putting up for many months with his abusive boyfriend, Bou finally works up the courage to break up with him. When Bou finds love from another, the ex vows that if he can't have Bou, nobody can.
~* Preface *~ ~*Chapter 1*~ ~* Chapter 2 *~
Chapter 3 1/2:
Chapter 3 - IN THIS NEVER ENDING MERRY-GO-ROUND
None of this had been good. Even though the confrontation-gone-wrong happened yesterday, he still couldn't find anything to take him out of his worried funk, and Miku cancelling practice "until further notice" wasn't doing much to help him either, nor did the mindless television watching, or sleeping, or pacing about his house for the past ten minutes. No, Kanon's mind remained troubled, plagued with a nagging anxiousness. All because of that damn naive guitarist.
His abrasion to his shoulder had by far been the biggest injury that Kanon had ever seen Bou gain from Toshi. Kanon wished over and over that Bou would gain some common sense to every hit and lashing he took from being with Toshi. Then again, he wished this every day for the past three months since that fateful night, and fate had not played in his favor. Sighing, he was just about to walk to an actual destination- the kitchen- to get a glass of water when he heard his phone vibrate. He rushed over to his coffee table, not bothering to check who the incoming text was from, but opening it all the same, anything to distract him. But lo and behold, the text came from the source of his racing thoughts:
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From: Bou (003-352-8764)
Subject: doctors
so sensei said some muscles got torn, dont kno how tho. said i should rest my arm 4 4 days max. wat do u guys think?
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'What do I think? Oh, I'll tell you exactly what I think...' Kanon was steaming. 'Four fucking days this guy is taking from you, Bou. Don't you see that?' Again, as Kanon did at least once a day, he wished this would be what Bou would need to finally see Toshi for what he was. If he didn't realize it, Kanon would make it known now. But before he got the chance, there was another buzz from his phone, which moved against the ear in which he was holding the phone, interrupting his attempted call to Bou. Pulling it back, there was now a text from Miku flashing in his inbox.
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Bou
Hey guys. Did u get Bous msg?
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'Guys' indicated that it was a chain text, and obviously the other recipient was Teruki, who sent a text back to both Kanon and Miku.
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From: Teruki (003-866-3236)
Subject: Re: Bou
Yeah. So... what, we're not doing practices for the rest of the week?
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
Im fine w/ tht if u guys r. Kanon r u there?
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Kanon was trapped with his thoughts, a million questions going in and out, appearing and reappearing. And up until he read the text with his name mentioned, Kanon barely paid attention to the conversation. While he was still mad at Bou for letting things go as far as they did, he, above all else, felt guilty that he wasn't doing anything to help Bou. He couldn't. He promised. Annoyed with himself, he decided to focus on the conversation- literally- at hand.
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
yeah, i'm here. and yeah, that's fine with me too.
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Kanon sat down on the couch, his leg bouncing up and down impatiently, staring at the phone in his hand as he waited for a reply, knowing deep down that this conversation wasn't going to be over with a simple "Okay, that's that, then". It hardly ever was. And his assumptions were right when he got a text back from Miku just a minute later.
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
O ok. I wanted 2 talk 2 u about yesterday, but u left b4 I could ask. R things ok w/ u and Bou?
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His bouncing leg stilled at that question. Kanon really was hoping his deep-down feeling was wrong, but it was dead-on. 'Figures'. He wanted to end this, knowing that Teruki was reading all of this as well, so Kanon kept it frank:
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
yeah, i guess. why do you ask?
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
I figured that u 2 had a fight wen me n Teruki came in the room, n Bou said he hurt himself walkin in 2 a wall rly hard. Is that wat ur fight was about?
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Kanon couldn't take this. At what length would he really go to protect his best friend's darkest secret? It was killing Kanon, being one person when they were all together, and another when it was just himself and the blond who would take off his mask and reveal all of his unnatural imperfections, like he was saving it just for Kanon. Kanon was his go-to guy, his confidante; Bou could fall apart at the seams wondering what he's doing wrong to make Toshi keep hurting him like this. And Kanon would be there, hugging him- gently sometimes, depending on where his injury du jour was- and whispering that there was nothing he was doing that could be 'wrong'. Every fucking time. Suddenly, Kanon felt himself tearing up- not at Bou's expense, but at his own. He was so angry with himself for letting things go this far, for lying this much, for being able to sleep at night knowing that Bou could have very well been awake for hours nursing a wound. And now, he felt no control over his body as he punched in his response:
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
no. it was about the fact that he is and has been being abused by his boyfriend. toshi did that to bou, not a wall. it's been happening for months.
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There it was. The truth, finally out there... almost. Kanon felt so relieved just typing that in, that it took him a minute to realize that he hadn't sent it yet. His thumb was lingering over the 'Send' key. Hovering over that green button- Go, send it, tell them. It was mocking him- You don't have the guts to do it. Why start telling the truth now? Is this what Bou would want you to do?
'No, it's what Bou wants me to do,' but in reality, Kanon knew that Bou would want him to keep things under wraps. Kanon thought the opposite, that Bou really did want to tell someone, but Bou just didn't know it. Three minutes had passed and all he could do was stare at what he'd written. Would he really jeopardize every lie they'd made up to keep their little group together? Kanon thought their close, tight-knit group was anything but, but again, the others just hadn't found out at the same rate that Kanon did. Inadvertently, Kanon was the gatekeeper, holding all of the secrets. After a head-aching mental debate, and with one frustrated tear sliding down his hot cheek, Kanon pressed the red button, hard, deleting the message as if it had never existed. 'Why can't life be that easy?' Kanon wondered as he then typed a more 'innocent' response:
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
yeah. he was being stubborn. he wanted to practice even though he was obviously hurt, and i got mad at him for it, that's all.
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"Fuck me..." Kanon's voice was coated with regret for this new lie as he leaned his tired body back against the couch. Why was he getting so concerned with this? It wasn't his problem; he wasn't Bou, nor was he Toshi- thank God for that. So why was he getting so emotional and upset?
Simple. He loved Bou.
Again, a buzz in his hand snapped him out of his trance.
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From: Teruki (003-866-3236)
Subject: Re: Bou
Ahh... I was wondering if me or Miku did something to piss you guys off. You talk to him today?
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'Oh yeah... Teruki's still here.' How quickly Kanon had forgotten when he was caught up in his own world. He typed back rapidly, hoping the sooner he sent the text, the sooner this conversation would be over.
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
yeah. he said he was going to a doctor, though i don't know why. he hates needles and stuff like that.
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It seemed to take a little longer for a text to come back to the over-stressed bassist, but he unexpectedly got two at nearly the same time:
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From: Teruki (003-866-3236)
Subject: Re: Bou
It was Miku, I think. He convinced Bou to go somehow...
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
I made Bou go. I kno about his hate 4 doctors, but I convinced him 2 go... or else we wouldn't tell him where practice was.
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This reply seemed to piss Kanon off more than he already was. Countless times he'd told Bou to go to a doctor, but every time, Bou would brush it off, saying that it was just a vanity wound and it would heal on its own. So why now, with Miku's first time asking Bou, would Bou consent? This was all making Kanon's head spin and he really wasn't sure how much more he could take. Apparently, some time had passed, for now, Kanon had two more messages waiting in his inbox:
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From: Teruki (003-866-3236)
Subject: Re: Bou
You blackmailed him? Why'd you have to bring me and Kanon into it, baka?
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
Sorry! (-ω-) But since he was so set on practicin yesterday, i just used tht 2 show i was serious about his health.
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A third came just as soon as Kanon had finished the second:
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
And n e way, Bou said he just needed 2 rest it, but i don't want him 2 play w/ a bad arm, tho Bou prbly won't b happy about tht.
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The end of the conversation was nearing, Kanon could feel it. He asked the question again to speed up the process.
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
so no practice til next week?
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From: Miku (003-834-5593)
Subject: Re: Bou
Yep. O but make sure u guys talk 2 Bou. I don't want him 2 go crazy from the solitude or n e thing.
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From: Teruki (003-866-3236)
Subject: Re: Bou
Got it. Keep us posted if needed!
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: Re: Bou
okay. see you later.
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Desperate would have been the word to say what Kanon was. Desperate to end the conversation, and desperate to do what he'd been wanting to do for the past fifteen minutes: call Bou. He got Bou's number up on his phone again, and pressed it to his ear. To Kanon's surprise, he only heard it ring once before a voice came through the other side. But before Kanon could greet the voice, he was cut off.
"Hey, Kanon. My phone's dying so I can't talk right now. I'll call you when I get it on a charger. Sorry. Bye."
And just like that, Bou hung up on Kanon, even as Kanon was trying to get a word in between Bou's five-second explanation. Kanon couldn't wait. Everything he wanted to say to Bou for the past two days- and reiterate for the past three months were on the tip of his tongue, but Kanon had to swallow his pride and let it go. Though not before sending one final message.
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From: Kanon (003-948-5357)
Subject: (none)
hurry home and get your phone charged ASAP. we need to talk NOW.
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And only thirty seconds later did Kanon get Bou's reply:
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From: Bou (003-352-8764)
Subject: Re: (none)
i kno
A/N: Wow! So according to my LJ, last time I posted a chapter to this fic was... in July of last year o-0 And with the hiatus of Antic Cafe and the fact that it's been nearly a YEAR since I've updated, I doubt anyone is still reading this, or any Antic Cafe fanfiction, right? *sigh* I'm sorry T_T
Also, sorry for this chapter's length. If you saw, it is one of two parts of chapter 3, because it's two in the f-ing morning and I just now got tired z_z So the rest will have to be written in a SOONER date. Sorry again, guys!
To those still reading this, I love you all for it! :D
PS: Sorry about all the x's, formatting was being weird... but it was all to distinguish the texts from the narration hahaa...
PSS: These are phone numbers with real Tokyo area codes, but they are NOT Antic Cafe's numbers, or anyone's numbers that I know of. I felt the need to put that in there in case someone tries something. I don't want to be another Tommy Twotone...