Bath Room- Chapter 1
Title: Bath Room
Author:RuriNoAme
Band(s): Sadly, the Gazette
Pairing(s): Doesn't say, but there's definitely a mary-sue in here. Try five of them. Guess you can see where this is already going.
Rating: On a scale from 1-10, i'd give it a 6.5.
I Say/Notes: This whole entire story is mainly centerer around the mary-sue in question, and the whole -the-band-gets-lost-somewhere-and-they-ask-for-directions-at-yadda yadda yadda- plot. The grammar is okay, but the plot is just....yeah. sporkable. The whole story is ridiculous.
Both Uruha and Reita are looking over a script. They're in a sporking theatre, which is they have forced to endure. Ruki suddenly appears.
Ruki: What the hell are you guys doing?
Reita: Reading. You know, it's what people do.
Ruki: What, dammit?
Uruha: Damn. I have to sit through this shit.
Ruki: *In the seat behind Reita kicking his chair*
Reita: Hey! What the fuck are you doing?
Ruki: Trying to get comfortable! If I have to sit through this thing, I might as well.
Reita: *Pushes seat back roughly nearly causing Ruki to fall*
Ruki: Damn you
Kai suddenly appears
Uruha: We're wasting daylight here.
Kai: *Looks over his shoulder at the script* This looks kind of long.
Uruha: Yeah, and it's supposed to be some kind of self-insert. *reads through script*
Kai: Don't you mean mary-sue?
Uruha: Same thing.
Ruki: Why the hell do you get to read ahead? Give me. *Attempts to grab paper out of his hands, and fails*.
Uruha: *Holds it out of his reach* Hey, you're mentioned a lot in here. In fact, You fall in love.
Ruki: *Stops* Wait what?!
Uruha: Aoi's in here too
Reita: Where is he anyway?
Aoi suddenly appears.
Aoi: Yo.
Reita: Why is management making us sit through this?
Kai: Complaining about it won't help.
Ruki: *Grumbling to himself* Can we start this already so we can get it over with?
This is a fanfiction inspired by a 'Gazette' Roleplay I started in March (2007) with a friend.
Aoi: *Snorts* Roleplays are for squares.
Ruki: Didn't we change our name? Or am I reading that wrong?
Aoi: *Squints* No. I'm seeing the same thing as you are! One sentence in, and fanbrat has already failed. -100 points.
Reita; Who's keeping score?
Kai: I am!
Uruha: This should be interesting. /sarcasm
The usual thing - I don't own Gazette, the company, etc. etc. Although sometimes the guys may seem a bit out of character, I will always try to keep them in character but being a fanfiction sometimes things may be a bit different. I'll provide pictures on my profile page of how the guys look at the start and a drawn picture of the girls, with many thanks to Emi. Try to imagine the girls in real-life though lol
Ruki: Why would someone read this if they don't know who we are?
Uruha: Why would someone want to read this in the first place?
Ruki: Point.
*Snip for more boring ass disclaimer stuff*
Chapter 1
It was a slow day at the store. Superb-Mart was like the Japanese version of Wal-Mart and it sucked that two woman were at the slow end of the store.
Kai: What's a Wal-Mart?
Ruki: Weren't you paying attention? It's a store.
Kai: Yeah, but she expects us to know what one is.
Aoi: Why did it suck that two women were at the slow end of the store? Were they slacking off or something? Oh yeah. -100.
Kai: *Marks*
Uruha: I have a headache.
One blonde girl with black highlights sat as the cashier of the store. She was near the entry side of the store, to be precise. No one ever checked out there except when it is really busy. She was reading the latest 'Cure' magazine with The Gazette being the main article. She had a set of earphones around her neck with their latest single 'Filth in the Beauty' blasted through them.
Uruha: How long ago were we in that magazine?
Reita: I don't...know?
Ruki: Who are these people? Do we really need to know what they look like? Where's the plot?
The other girl on the floor, her friend Megumi, was a box boy sadly.
Aoi: *Reads the sentence 10 more times then starts laughing* Okay Okay. I give her props for this. +100
Kai: *Marks* At this rate, this won't end with good results.
Reita: This is...amusing I guess.
Ruki: Lulz.
A spritely girl with bright red-hair in spiral curls. She was effortlessly carrying a stack of empty boxes through one of the aisles, returning to the front from the back store room. She placed one box each at the end of each occupied cashier, ready for the evening shift-workers to pack up. Then made her way down to her best friend, Ai, who was the one reading the magazine.
"Yo, what’s up!" she said, tapping Ai's shoulder.
"Huh!?" Ai jumped and snapped up from reading to look at Megumi.
The artificial red-head looked at the now scared blonde with a look o
Aoi: Who?
Kai: Ai?
Uruha:...
Reita: 'Spritely'? Doesn't she mean Sprite?
Ruki: Like the soda?
Uruha: Or a...fairy or pixie or something. Whichever way you put it it still doesn't make sense.
Reita: Now I'm thirsty.
Ruki: I propose we should drink to this! *Passes soda to everyone*
Reita: Why?
Ruki: To distract us from this.
Reita: Again, point.
The artificial red-head looked at the now scared blonde with a look of mischief - she'd succeeded in scaring Ai. She was a bright red head. More auburn than anything. Megumi sighed as she wandered off. Her bright green eyes looked around the store - I should mention the only reason Megumi had green eyes was because her mother was Japanese and her dad was English. You'd have thought it was a ghost-town store - there were no customers in sight.
Uruha: Artificial?
Ruki: Okay. now I'm offended.
Aoi: You should be, since you were one.
Ruki: You wish you were one.
Aoi: You couldn't pay me to dye my hair that color.
Reita; Hey Ruki? She's a 'bright red head.' She's smarter than you.
Ruki: It doesn't say tha-
Uruha: What does her mother being japanese and father being english have to do with her having green eyes?
Aoi: They gave her green contacts. -200 for this.
Kai: *Marks again*
Reita: Redundant redundant redundant. *Drinks*
"Ugh ... No one is here!" Megumi mumbled as she sat on a big box of candy at the end of Ai's check-out stand.
She glanced around to check that the store manager wasn't anywhere close, before quickly pulling her cell-phone out. Gave her the chance to call their other friends Mika and Kikyo to find out where they were. Back to the cashier, Ai flipped through the magazine as she looked around.
Aoi: I told you they were slacking off. Lazy asses.
Reita: You're really strict when it comes to work, actually..
Ruki: Yeah. Not to mention bitchy.
Aoi: *Turns around to punch him on the arm.*
Ruki: Ow dammit!
Kai: Where is this taking place?
Uruha: *Reads back* Japan?
Aoi: Can't be. Every store almost always have customers. They must be doing something wrong. Oh wait They are! They're not doing their job.
Reita: There goes the neighborhood.
"Megumi, if your going to call Mika, tell her to wait with Kikyo out the front somewhere we can see them" Ai said, as Megumi put the phone to her ear, "Make sure she has our tickets and fan-club passes."
Ruki: Where are we?
Uruha: Wait for it...
Reita: So they're friends or something?
Ruki: *As Ai* 'Also, tell them to stand in front of the store. In the parking lot. If she gets hit b ya parked car, kudos to her. kthxbai.'
Ai looked back at the magazine. She wore black slacks,
Reita: Oh god. not another narration of their outfits and appearances.
Uruha: It's like the apocalypse. There's no escaping it.
*Pointless description cut lol*
"Mika, what’s with the shouting, where are you? Is Kikyo with you?" she asked, loud enough for Mika to hear but not so the whole store echoed, "Ai says to make sure you have our tickets and fan-club passes. We won't get in without both".
"Yeah, Kikyo is right here and we're standing in the crowd outside the Yoshiatsu Dome. No sign of Gazette yet", Mika shouted back over the phone, and there was a little pause, "Yep, the tickets and passes are here. Just hurry up!"
Aoi: Heeey...That's that place that I've never heard of before!
Kai: Are we cancelled? This doesn't make sense that we're not there. We're always there hours before our lives start.
Aoi: More deduction!
Kai: Yep!
Ruki: What does it matter if she's shouting? THERE'S NO ONE IN THE DAMN STORE TO HEAR HER!
Uruha: Pfft. Logic. Thrown right out the window.
Suddenly the phone made a loud scratchy click, which meant that Mika had obviously hung up. Megumi jumped at the loud click in her ear and just made a weird face at Ai. Mika, Kikyo, Megumi, Kira and Ai were all going to another Fan-Club only concert of The Gazette. Mika and Kikyo were in charge of keeping their place in line, while Megumi and Ai were almost finished with their shift and waiting for Kira to come pick them up.
The store was dead. They couldn’t wait to leave.
Reita: If the store is dead, then leave! You mentioned it about three times already.
Ruki: Why is there so many people?
Uruha: Wait for it...
Aoi: Wait for what?
Uruha: And here we are! ...I think.
At the opposite end of the road that the store was located, a long black mini-van had slowly coasted around the corner. It came from a cross-street and started to head in the direction of the store. People walking along the side-walks couldn't help but stare and wonder why a large odd-looking vehicle was in their neighbourhood - it was the kind of car celebrities ride in.
Aoi: Oh you mean like a limo?
Ruki: It says it's a van.
Reita: But what kind of van is this? Vans aren't exactly flashy to catch people's attention. Not unless you're behind in todays society.
Ruki: Times have changed. They're living in the stone age.
Uruha: That would explain a few things.
On one side of the van, in the back row, a window was all the way down and a man with razored black hair to his shoulders and a lip-ring sat by it, while nursing a cigarette to his mouth. He wore dark blue jeans, the new 'One Night Stand' gig promo t-shirt and black jacket over it, also a crocheted purple scarf around his neck. Four other men sat near him - one beside him with bleached hair and black roots was busy pretending to play the bass while listening to music through ear-phones. He wore baggy black cargos, a matching black vest with fringe trim along the hem and a pair of black leather wrist cuffs. Another with blonde and frosted brown dread-locks tied up high was sitting beside him, busy writing down new song lyrics. He were tight black jeans, their new 'One Night Stand' t-shirt and a hip-length leopard-print jacket over that. A black bandana was helping to hold his dread-locks up. In the middle row was another guy with super-flat black hair and faint brown high-lights - he had a lap-top sitting on his knees and was listening to music scores through large heavy-looking head-phones. He wore simple black pants, a tight white long-sleeve shirt and a black business shirt over it. Beside him was a rather tall, slender man with multi-shades of brown hair watching through large sun-glasses as the world went by his window. He wore greyish-blue jeans, a navy blue singlet and tight white hoody that zipped-up in the front. It had random words whiten down the sleeves and on the back.
Ruki: Huge ass paragraph of death!
Aoi: -300. What's razor black? Razor's a color? SInce when?
Reita: With all these descriptions, I'm getting confused as to who these people are.
Uruha: You mean you actually read all of that? 'Cause I didn't.
Reita: I skimmed through most of it.
Uruha: Again the apocalypse.
"This is ridiculous. I think we should just stop and ask for directions", the man by the open window growled, butting out his cigarette in the ash-tray on the door-handle, "Pull up at that store over there and I'll go in myself".
Kai: Hold on. DIrections to where exactly? And for what?
Aoi: They make it seem like we're stranded in the woods or something, or in the middle of nowwhere....this hints to horror movie. The Hills Have Eyes!
Ruki: I was trying to forget that movie! Thanks a lot!
Aoi: Welcome.^^
Reita: Aoi's crazy craving for scary movies aside, who the hell is talking?
Uruha: It's Aoi.
Aoi: *Whispers* You're gonna die in seven days. *Makes weird 'the ring' noise while covering his mouth*
Ruki: Stop it!
The driver hesitated before slowly pulled up on the side of the road directly across from the store and the frustrated man in the back opened the sliding door. Just as he was about to step out, the man with the lap-top pulled his head-phones down and grabbed the others arm. He wasn't so into listening to the scores that he hadn't heard what the other said.
Kai: It just said that he was blasting headphones in his ears.
Uruha: That's you.
Kai....oh.
Reita: I'm...still confused.
Ruki: Aren't we all?
Uruha: No...wait. yes.
"Choto mate, Aoi. I don't think we should be stopping here and walking around without guards", he said, not letting go of Aoi's arm, "You may just get caught and we can't afford too right now".
Ruki: Where's our manager? And what are we, spies?
Aoi: That information is classified.
Uruha: Finally! A voice of reason.
Aoi: Yeah. Our top secret mission is to infiltrate the enemie's base without revealing our identities! Oh wait...that's me.
Ruki: You're going to get us caught Aoi. Some spy you are!
Aoi: Meh.
"Kai is right, Aoi. If anyone see's us, all it takes is one person to call a screaming mob of fan's over to the car", Ruki said, scratching the back of his dread-lock ponytail, "We haven't got time to deal with fans right now. I'll just call the venue and ask them how to get there from here".
"Ah you worry too much. I won't be long", Aoi said with a grin and he twisted his arm free of Kai, "Trust me. Give me five minutes ..."
Kai: WHY DON'T WE KNOW THE DIRECTIONS TO OUR OWN VENUE?
Ruki: AGAIN WHERE IS OUR MANAGER?
Reita: Why are we in a van anyway?
Aoi: Stone age?
Reita: right.
Uruha: So many questions, and yet there will most likely be a lot more.
Then Aoi stepped out of the van and shut the door behind him. As he crossed the road he adjusted his sunglasses and lifted the collar of his jacket up to hide his face. He doubted anyone would recognise him as-long as he kept a low profile. He jogged across the road and headed straight for the store. The tall guy beside Kai watched Aoi cross the road.
Aoi: Low pro. Gotta keep that up, yo.
Reita: I'm tall?
Ruki: How do you know it's you?
"I give him thirty seconds, he'll come running out being chased by fans", he said flatly, pushing his sunglasses further up his nose before he reached behind to hold a hand out to the bass-player, "Reita, five bucks he gets chased back to the van".
Ruki...
Kai: Why would he run? He loves his fans.
Reita: How can you keep a low profile and still get caught? This defeats the whole purpose.
Uruha: Yeah. And it's not like everyone will know who you are. You're dressed normal. They'll just think you're a normal civilian.
Aoi: With a lip piercing.
Ruki: Okay, that damn thing will give you away.
Aoi: what.
Reita: If you overdo it, they'll suspect something..that is, if they've even heard of us.
Uruha: Great.
The bass player heard him and pulled one ear-phone out as he sat forward enough to slap Uruha's hand with a chuckle.
Uruha: How do you slap my hand with a chuckle?
Reita: I think that would involve you putting your hand in my mouth.
Uruha: Ew.
"Nah I doubt it. From here it looks like the store is dead silent. Worst that could happen is someone recognises him and asks for an autograph", Reita objected before putting the ear-phone back into keep practicing, "He can't be that obvious to give himself away. He'd have to be pretty dumb to do that".
Aoi: That's their plan you see? They trick you into thinking that the place is empty and then BAM you're cornered. Ruki. Cover me.
Ruki: What? Why me?
Aoi: I can't risk getting caught! Duh!
Ruki: And I can?
Kai: Aoi. You'd have to be pretty dumb to give yourself away. You'll wreck the mission. If you get caught, that's the fucking end for us!
Uruha: It's all up to you.
Aoi: I won't let you guys down. And I'm not dumb by the way.
Reita: We know that.
End of Chapter 1
Kai: That was quick.
Reita; No it wasn't.
Ruki: Thank god.
Uruha: There's no reason to celebrate Ruki. There's lots more.
Ruki: Fuck!
Please read & review :-) and if you think there is something that needs fixing (eg. descriptions of things) please do so
Aoi: Try the whole thing.
Kai: How did she do that?
Aoi: What?
Kai: :-).
Aoi: Uh.. :
Kai:(>: ?
Ruki: (^~.~^).
Kai: &(
Aoi: (?.?)
Reita and Uruha:...
And there you go! my first sporking with these guys. There are prolly a lot of typos and stuffs. I'll fix that. -__-;
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