Halloween Special ALI PROJECT Drabbles. // Track 01.
Title: Halloween Special ALI PROJECT Drabbles.
Group: Track 01 - NEWS, Kanjani8 (? just because of Ryo).
Characters: Nishikido Ryo, Yamashita Tomohisa.
Pairing: None, I guess. Ryopi?
Rating: PG-13... for... scary themes?
Warning: AU. Bad English. Failed Halloween fic.
Summary: Track 01 - Dali no Housekiten.
N/A: I am an idiot. I'm giving myself MORE work! Ugh. Well, despite this, it was actually a dream of mine to do a drabble series with Ali project's songs as theme; now that Halloween is coming closer, I'm free to do so! Yay! There will be ten drabbles - one per day till 31th. I'll begin with not-too-scary ones (hah, as if I could write something scary) and things will get heavy near the end. It's better to read them while hearing the song; you just have to put its name on youtube and tchans, there it is. The lyrics will be provided.
He entered the first door his blurred eyes could see.
It was dark, and cold, almost glacial out there. The tears rolling on his face were chilling his skin in an unpleasant way. The crimson door immediately caught his attention, and, already feeling the first raindrops injuring his already cold arm, he didn’t think twice and promptly passed through it. The warmness and light from inside the building engulfed him into oblivion as the door closed and locked itself with a small ‘click’.
“Irashaimase”, a deep voice greeted distantly, throwing him back to life.
He got up, startled, his pupils hurting with the light difference between the rainy night out there and the clear illumination inside. He was standing in a wet spot on a deep red carpet, and, above his head, a crystal chandelier was providing the clear light that filled the room. Around him, there was an abundance of emporia, in every shape and size, golden with shiny and clean glass shades.
He got closer to one of these emporia to see what was being showed, but only got to see a strange purple fog twirling around itself before footsteps began to sound somewhere on his right and the fog promptly crystallized into a medium, shiny ametist. His throat knotted. Somehow, that ametist was communicating him something bad.
- Yamashita Tomohisa?
When that voice manifested itself, the room seemed to whimper.
He rapidly turned to the origin of the call, at his left. There, dressed in crimson and golden clothes that somehow glistered in an unreal way, was a pale and thin man, with a really dark hair and even darker smile.
- Yes. - Yamashita answered, a bit frightened. The man began getting closer to him, the smile widening. - How do you know my name?
- Heard it somewhere. - The man answered with a hint of mocking embracing his voice. - Welcome to our shop. I’m Nishikido, the owner of the place - He gestured the room widely, and Yamashita could swear he felt the ametist trembling. - and of everything contained in it. How can I help you?
- I... well. - He lowered his eyes, afraid that Nishikido would see new tears forming. - I was just trying to escape... but it began to rain.
Nishikido clicked his tongue, now right in front of Yamashita, and raised the other’s chin with his pale, warm fingers.
- What a shame. - He said, looking the other directly in his eyes. - Such a beautiful sapphire, with this crack on it... - Slowly, he brushed one of the tears rolling on Yamashita’s cheek with his thumb, a touch as light as a feather. - Look.
The tear on Nishikido’s thumb began to twist and shine; then, suddenly, it froze, becoming a clear and transparent precious stone. He had turned a tear into a diamond.
- It’s yours. - He handed it to Yamashita, and the latter felt it cold as the night out there against his skin. He trembled. The look on Nishikido’s eyes was friendly, but it scared him. - You’re a young, perfect sapphire, Tomohisa. You could live here. Are you staying?
And, even if he wanted to run away, Yamashita knew the answer would always be ‘yes’.
Lyrics Kanji+Romanji+Translated here.
Group: Track 01 - NEWS, Kanjani8 (? just because of Ryo).
Characters: Nishikido Ryo, Yamashita Tomohisa.
Pairing: None, I guess. Ryopi?
Rating: PG-13... for... scary themes?
Warning: AU. Bad English. Failed Halloween fic.
Summary: Track 01 - Dali no Housekiten.
N/A: I am an idiot. I'm giving myself MORE work! Ugh. Well, despite this, it was actually a dream of mine to do a drabble series with Ali project's songs as theme; now that Halloween is coming closer, I'm free to do so! Yay! There will be ten drabbles - one per day till 31th. I'll begin with not-too-scary ones (hah, as if I could write something scary) and things will get heavy near the end. It's better to read them while hearing the song; you just have to put its name on youtube and tchans, there it is. The lyrics will be provided.
He entered the first door his blurred eyes could see.
It was dark, and cold, almost glacial out there. The tears rolling on his face were chilling his skin in an unpleasant way. The crimson door immediately caught his attention, and, already feeling the first raindrops injuring his already cold arm, he didn’t think twice and promptly passed through it. The warmness and light from inside the building engulfed him into oblivion as the door closed and locked itself with a small ‘click’.
“Irashaimase”, a deep voice greeted distantly, throwing him back to life.
He got up, startled, his pupils hurting with the light difference between the rainy night out there and the clear illumination inside. He was standing in a wet spot on a deep red carpet, and, above his head, a crystal chandelier was providing the clear light that filled the room. Around him, there was an abundance of emporia, in every shape and size, golden with shiny and clean glass shades.
He got closer to one of these emporia to see what was being showed, but only got to see a strange purple fog twirling around itself before footsteps began to sound somewhere on his right and the fog promptly crystallized into a medium, shiny ametist. His throat knotted. Somehow, that ametist was communicating him something bad.
- Yamashita Tomohisa?
When that voice manifested itself, the room seemed to whimper.
He rapidly turned to the origin of the call, at his left. There, dressed in crimson and golden clothes that somehow glistered in an unreal way, was a pale and thin man, with a really dark hair and even darker smile.
- Yes. - Yamashita answered, a bit frightened. The man began getting closer to him, the smile widening. - How do you know my name?
- Heard it somewhere. - The man answered with a hint of mocking embracing his voice. - Welcome to our shop. I’m Nishikido, the owner of the place - He gestured the room widely, and Yamashita could swear he felt the ametist trembling. - and of everything contained in it. How can I help you?
- I... well. - He lowered his eyes, afraid that Nishikido would see new tears forming. - I was just trying to escape... but it began to rain.
Nishikido clicked his tongue, now right in front of Yamashita, and raised the other’s chin with his pale, warm fingers.
- What a shame. - He said, looking the other directly in his eyes. - Such a beautiful sapphire, with this crack on it... - Slowly, he brushed one of the tears rolling on Yamashita’s cheek with his thumb, a touch as light as a feather. - Look.
The tear on Nishikido’s thumb began to twist and shine; then, suddenly, it froze, becoming a clear and transparent precious stone. He had turned a tear into a diamond.
- It’s yours. - He handed it to Yamashita, and the latter felt it cold as the night out there against his skin. He trembled. The look on Nishikido’s eyes was friendly, but it scared him. - You’re a young, perfect sapphire, Tomohisa. You could live here. Are you staying?
And, even if he wanted to run away, Yamashita knew the answer would always be ‘yes’.
Lyrics Kanji+Romanji+Translated here.