Energy

-BluAyu

(A/N: This is a short drabble I did for the Gravitation since I decided a day break from The Prince of Tennis was in store. This takes place before the actual series takes place and such. It’s basically a general genre no love is intended between Ryuichi and Shuichi.’ Enjoy!)

His first single had inspired the pink haired boy to sing and even write his own music. The fact that his voice was so full of energy and even when he was off stage the star was still as hyper as ever. Shuichi Shindo was far beyond amazed. He wanted to compete and sing along side such an amazing person. He wanted to maybe even exceed farther than Ryuichi Sakuma, the infamous lead singer and songwriter of the J-Pop group Nittle Grasper that hit Japan by a storm.

“They’re awesome ne?” Hiro asked Shuichi one day with a smile as Shuichi had brought Nittle Grasper’s first album to school.

“More than awesome Hiro. They’re beyond words!” Shuichi exclaimed pointing at the cover of the CD that featured all three members of Nittle Grasper. Noriko, Touma, and Ryuichi all looking happy and confident as ever.

“True, true. I see that you’ve found yourself another idol to look up to,” said Hiro. He had been there to see Shuichi obsess over various singing idols. He was there when Shuichi had been into TM Revolution as well as Move and even foreign bands like Clazziquai. But Ryuichi had some unique presence about him that tended to make Shuichi awed. He took out his CD player during lunch and listened to one of their songs. Hiro noticed that Shuichi kept up with every melody, beat, and lyric as he mouthed out the words quietly and his eyes glittered madly as if he had sound the secret to this group’s success.

Their first Nittle Grasper concert had been insane. It had taken forever to get the tickets and Shuichi a week before the concert had been extremely hyper and bouncy singing Ryuichi’s tunes loudly where ever he went. He was bouncy in the line waiting to get into the auditorium and had fought his way up front with Hiro to see them.

The audience was already hyped up even though Ryuichi and the rest of Nittle Grasper hadn’t even appeared on stage yet. And then the stage lights flickered blue and white and the tunes to double keyboards started up. There was a roar of voices erupting from everywhere at the start of the concert. Shuichi was too caught up in the moment of seeing Ryuichi to even make a sound.

Ryuichi’s voice echoed off the walls and the lights flickered on revealing the band. Ryuichi himself looked ready for anything as he sang his heart out or. Or that’s what it seemed like to Shuichi. Touma’s fingers quickly glided across the keys and watched the crowd watch them and cheer them on. It was the most intense feeling in the world.

Shuichi was still in awe and then began to sing along even though his voice was not heard amongst the noisy crowd and the overwhelming voice of Ryuichi Sakuma. There was only one person who heard it due to having good hearing. Touma. Both Ryuichi and Shuichi’s voice blended together full of spirit and energy. Touma thought nothing of it then; but he didn’t know that within a couple years; two and a half to be exact that the pink haired boy out in the crowd would be on stage and probably would always been Nittle Grasper’s eternal rival.