Author: gungnirburst PM
It's bad enough that Haru has to deal with his crush on Musica every day, but it gets even worse when the Silverclaimer's drink gets spiked at a cheap restaurant. [ Musica/Haru. On hiatus. ]Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Musica & Haru Glory - Chapters: 2 - Words: 5,764 - Reviews: 24 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 32 - Updated: 06-24-12 - Published: 10-24-09 - id: 5463995
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*is still surprised about the responses* I know that in the grand scheme of things there could have been more reviews, favs, and alerts, but I honestly didn't know what to expect with this. Seriously, I published this thinking nothing was going to happen at all and now I'm upset with myself about my constant negative thinking. *sighs* I'm such a pessimist… Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Rave Master.
Chapter 2: Headaches and Heartbreaks
Ooww! My head's killin' me…
Musica opened his eyes, cringing slightly when the sunlight hit them from through the window's clear glass. Burrowing his face into the soft pillow, he let out a pain filled—and rather muffled—groan. His head was throbbing so forcefully that he could hear the pounding echo in his eardrums. Getting hit by a large freight train would have probably been less painful than enduring this headache any longer.
…Well, that was perhaps a little too big of a replacement, but this headache was just too gruesome to be natural. It had to be taken care of as quickly as possible.
As soon as he felt like getting out of bed, that is, which probably wouldn't be for the rest of the day.
A sigh left his lips as Musica stared at the pillow his face was currently buried in. He blinked a few times in confusion before sitting up on the bed, the covers falling off his frame as he did so. Now that he was thinking about it, when exactly did he get in his bed? Or even leave the restaurant for that matter? He could hardly remember anything that had happened last night and it was bothering him majorly. As long as he didn't do something really stupid that he would regret later in life, he could live with it.
The door clicked open and Elie walked in with a glass of water and some painkillers, a smile highlighting her face. "Oh, so you're awake." She closed the door silently behind her, striding up to Musica, the heels of her red boots tapping against the wooden floor.
Musica rubbed at his face and replied, "Kinda wish I wasn't."
"Not surprising really, considering how much you drank last night."
Elie sat down on the bed next to the Silverclaimer, handing him the cup and the pills. He downed most of the liquid within seconds along with the anesthetics, pondering on what she meant by 'how much he had drank'. Now, that didn't sound right at all, no matter how many times he turned it over in his head. Really, since when did soda give people headaches? Well, he had never heard of something like that happening before, but still. It seemed a little too ridiculous to be even a smidge reasonable. But, then again, she wouldn't have said it if it wasn't true to a certain extent.
So taking all that in account, just what exactly was she talking about then?
"What does that have to do with anything?"
Elie chuckled nervously. "Well, you see…"
**One explanation later**
Musica's pierced eyebrow twitched repeatedly after Elie had finished speaking. If he ever went back to the restaurant anytime during the rest of their stay in this town, he was going to pay a couple of stupid punks a nice visit. And by nice, he meant that he was intending to pound some faces in for getting him drunk in public. It was disturbing how people got their kicks, but this time, they messed with the wrong person.
"Anyway, you shouldn't let it bother you too much, Musica," Elie commented, her head tilted back to look at the ceiling for no specific reason with one leg crossed over the other.
Perhaps a little too late to say something like that at this point in time, but whatever works.
Either way, he was going to hurt someone over this and no one was going to talk him out of it. Oh, he could just convince Haru to eat hotel food for a few days—however impossible it was sounding in his head—so they wouldn't have to go back to that eatery just yet. Waiting and planning made the beat down so much sweeter for him and the surprised looks on their faces would totally make him laugh after everything was said and done. Revenge was on his mind and he'd be damned if he didn't carry it out.
He really was more of a street punk than he originally thought…
"So… I didn't do anything weird, did I?" Musica asked Elie, fearing the worst.
She turned her head towards him. "Well, besides swaying, speaking with a drunken slur, and later passing out and falling out of your chair, then I don't think so. You'd hafta ask Haru, too."
He took sip of his water then inquired, "Where is that kid anyway?"
"I did ask him to come with me to check on you, but he wouldn't come out of his room for some reason," Elie retorted, concern in her voice and eyes.
Dread filled Musica's mind, along with all the possibilities of what he must have done to make Haru not want to see him. He couldn't have done something that awful, right? He considered Haru to be a very good friend of his and he didn't particularly feel like ruining their friendship over something stupid. They were good together when fighting off their enemies and so alike in personality at the same time. It wasn't often you found someone like that in your lifetime.
Elie must have read his mind because she then said, "Well, hold on now. I don't think he's mad at you. But I'll go ask him anyway, okay?"
Musica nodded, looking down at the floor, a bit of a solemn gleam in his eyes.
Elie was most likely right, but he had a feeling that it wasn't completely true. But all there was left to do now was to wait and hope for the best. Whatever it was that he did the previous night, he prayed that it would all be fixed with a heartfelt apology so they could laugh it off later and go on with life.
Oh, if only he knew better than that.
Elie walked quickly to Haru's room, which was all the way down at the end of the long hallway, and knocked on his door three times.
"Haru, you there?"
Soft footsteps approached the door quietly before the entrance was opened with a creek of the hinges. Haru stood there with a bit of a slouch, wearing his usual black and white clothing. He looked a little tired, the slight purple under his eyes practically saying that he had trouble sleeping last night, but he appeared fine otherwise. His warm smile remained undeterred, however, big and shining bright like always. If something actually was bothering him, he was hiding it all too well.
"Hey, Elie. What's up?"
"Can I come in?" she asked carefully.
She paced inaudibly into the room, surprised at how clean it was at the moment. She was half expecting for the space to be a mess, what with Griff, Haru, and Plue all staying in there. Plue and Griff were still asleep, however, and that was probably why the place had yet to look like a tornado went through it. She sat down in a nearby chair and looked over at Haru, who was sitting on his bed, leaning on his hands. The wariness about him worried her and she was starting to think that what she had said to Musica earlier was wrong. There was only one way for her to find out: pester him until he spilled.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Uh, what're you talkin' about? I'm fine, Elie."
Haru flashed her one of his carefree smiles, hoping that she would quit pestering him. What had taken place last night was bad enough without him thinking about it over and over again throughout the night and he had a feeling that telling Elie would only make it more complicated. But she was really the only one who could help him cope with the event. Talking to Musica was out of the question for the time being because he probably didn't remember anything about his attempted kiss. All Plue could say in reply was 'plue'—which was unhelpful in and of itself—and Griff…
He'd rather not think about telling that…thing…anything personal. Period.
"What is it?"
Haru took a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to say. "You know when you went to the bathroom at the restaurant last night, right?"
"…Yeah?" Elie answered unsurely.
"Well, while you were gone…Musica tried to…" The rest of Haru's sentence was mumbled and indistinct.
Elie raised an eyebrow and said, "Huh? I didn't catch that, Haru."
Haru swallowed thickly. "Musica…tried to kiss me…last night."
Elie blinked. "Oh." And that was the only response he got.
A few moments passed by with only silence to accompany them. During that time, Haru wondered if Elie understood the gravity of what he had just told her. If she thought it wasn't a big deal, it would certainly make more problems. Like he didn't have enough going on as it was. Didn't she realize what this meant for Musica and he? Honestly, he was still trying to figure it out himself. And so far, it wasn't working very well, his lack of sleep being a clear testament to that.
Suddenly, Elie gasped rather dramatically and noisily, her mouth opening and shutting a few times as if she was trying to say something before she ran out the room, a trail of dirt following her. Okay… What the heck was that about!
"Wait, Elie, where are you going?" Haru called after her, reaching out like it would have made her come back.
Haru retracted his hand and sighed. God, that girl sure was strange.
The door to Musica's room slammed open and then shut with the same loudness. Elie was wide-eyed and panting, her back pushed up fully against the door. She looked like the devil himself was chasing after her for her soul or something. Musica stared at her while he continued to button up his black shirt. He was in the middle of changing his clothes when Elie had burst in without warning. Thankfully, his headache had calmed for the moment, meaning that he could take what it was that made Elie so frantic.
Or so he hoped.
"Jeez, Elie. Knock much?" he joked.
She paid no heed to his comment, but yelled instead, "You tried to kiss Haru last night!"
Musica nearly doubled over in shock. He had done what to whom now?
"You heard what I said, Musica!"
"Wait, how do you know? You just said-"
"Haru told me while I was in his room!" Elie shouted, cutting him off.
"Okay, okay! Calm down before you have a heart attack!"
Not only was he saying this to the panicked girl, but also to himself. His heart was pounding like crazy and he was trying to be the sane one in this situation. Even though he was the one who had done something so outrageous, trying to kiss another guy. And it only made it worse that it was Haru. He had to carry on travelling with the teen—for his own reasons—but still; they would be around each other regardless.
It was like he was a bumbling employee who had hit on a female co-worker and got slapped in the face in front of everybody. Except Haru was definitely not a girl by any means.
"Do you remember doing that?" Elie questioned.
Musica shook his head. "Not at all. Is he sure that's what happened?"
"He seemed pretty serious about it."
The Silverclaimer sighed and ran a hand through his spiked hair. "Great…"
Of all the things he thought it was in the past few minutes that Elie was gone, it was a lot worse than he could have imagined. It was time to go apologize before it got more out of hand than it already was.
Haru opened his door once more at the sound of a knock and immediately wanted to hide in the nearest closet and not come out until he felt like it—as awkward as that sounded for someone like him. Musica looked grim and a bit sad, like he had just destroyed something precious to him. Which was kind of what he had felt like he did. As Haru let his friend enter his room, he decided that now would probably be the best time—if any—to tell Musica how he felt.
After all, the worst that could happen to him was that he would get rejected…right?
Musica leaned against the wall next to the door, his arms crossed over his chest. Haru gathered his strength; he was finally about to reveal his feelings, about to relieve this burden from his mind.
All right… Here goes nothing…
"Listen, Haru, about what happened last night, I'm really sorry."
Haru was shocked for a moment, but quickly recovered. "But, Musica-"
"I wouldn't have done it if I knew what I was doing. I hope you don't hate me for it, Haru," Musica continued, scratching at the back of his head.
Disappointment flashed over the young Rave Master's face, his eyes widening slightly. At that precise moment in time, Haru literally felt heartbroken. Everything in him was telling him to say that it was all right, that he actually wanted Musica to kiss him very badly, to just say anything that would make a difference. But nothing came out no matter how hard he tried to make words.
If he had ever wondered if Musica liked him as much as he liked the Silverclaimer, he didn't have to think about it anymore. It was obvious now that Musica didn't think of Haru as more than a friend. With that explanation, he had shot down any chances the silver haired teen had to tell Musica how he really felt about him on the inside. It was really too much for him to take in at once.
And it hurt so much more than he could have ever imagined in his wildest dreams.
Musica began to sigh internally, until he saw the expression Haru had.
"Hey, you okay, buddy?"
Haru closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Within seconds, he beamed up at the other teen. "Yeah. Don't worry, I'm fine, man."
His sister—if she were here with them—would have said that it wasn't polite to lie to his friends, but he couldn't think of anything else to say. But even so, he couldn't tell Musica how sad he was now that the one person that held his innermost affection had hurt his feelings.
Author's Notes: *hits fist on the computer desk* Damn it all… Ok, to those who informed me that this is the ONLY Musica/Haru story here, the first thing I want to say is AARRRRGH. _;; I thought this would've been a hot pairing since they're so much alike and because they're around each other so much, but… *hits desk again* Why do I hafta be the first one to publish stuff for a certain pairing sometimes? *frustrated yell*
…I am going to pimp the shit outta this pairing even if it kills me…
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