A/N: I'm bored waiting for Vergil and feeling disappointed. Very disappointed. So I decided to read some Nana manga, and this popped into my depressed mind.
A crossover of anime characters and OC. *Sighs* I love you so much, Vergil... come back...... *Cries and cries*
Won't CAPCOM ever bring him back to life again???!!!!!!! And not through Nero's Devil Bringer either! Just bring him back to life!!! UWAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!
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It was a rainy day out there. Ryorin pressed her palm to the window as she stared at the falling droplets of water, looking somewhat depressed. She had no idea why she was feeling so depressed. Maybe it was because she knew Vergil wasn't going to turn up. Or maybe because she hoped and wished he would turn up, and she had gotten a glimpse of him in the recording studio's lobby, only to be disappointed. Oh, she had thanked God when she caught that flash of silver hair, but her heart sank deeply when the man didn't respond to her call.
Pressing her forehead against the glass, she almost let the tears fall, but told herself not to cry. She would see him again. It wasn't as if the world was going to end...
"Rin?"
Ryorin turned around from the window, black hair swishing over her shoulders to see a long, silver haired man with rust-red eyes standing in the doorway and smiled painfully. "Hey, Bakura."
Bakura sighed and flopped down on her sofa, putting one leg on top of the other as he reclined back. "What's the problem? You look sad. Is your monthly pal bothering you or giving you cramping mood-swings?" He pulled out a cigarette and lit one
"Shut up!!!!" Ryorin yelled as she turned a beet red. "I'm not having my period, okay? It's just that.... this rain. It bothers me."
Bakura glanced at her out of the corner of his reddish-brown eyes as he smoked. "Cheer up, Rin. It's just water. Want me to get blondie to cheer you up?"
Ryorin smiled a bit. "As if getting Malik would help. I'll be fine. It's just one of those rainy day times..."
"Yeah, I can see that..." Bakura noticed a cd sitting on the table. "Oh, you brought along the 'Alliance' cd?"
"I was listening to it on the train." Ryorin said, coming over to look over his shoulder. "Risa's voice is really mesmerizing."
"I wonder why all lead singers love to change their names, especially females..." Bakura mumbled. "You're Jade, but you call yourself Ryorin. Risa goes with Solene."
"It's much nicer that way. Besides, we don't want our fans to stalk us." Ryorin jabbed a finger at him and smirked. "Though everyone thinks Risa's name is the opposite, which is kinda good for her." She straightened and looked at the clock. "Aren't you supposed to meet Mika-chan for makeup?"
"I know. She won't mind if I'm a few minutes late, though." Bakura stood and put out his cigarette. "I came here to check on you because Malik said you were acting kinda sad."
"Bakura..." Ryorin looked down. "I'm fine. I don't need you to check on me. But thanks, though."
"No sweat. And Rin..." Bakura looked back over his shoulder and smiled. "Keeping emotions in will only serve to hurt you more in the future. It's better if you talk it out."
Ryorin's head shot up as her eyes widened in surprise.
"Trust me." Bakura continued as he walked out of her room, lifting a hand to wave. "There's always the Pharaoh to talk to. Let it all go, Rin. He'll understand."
A small, longing smile appeared on Ryorin's lips as she gazed at his back. "Mm."
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"So prepared to leave.... But then you appeared to me... taking all my guilt away... making me fall..." Risa sang softly to herself, her earphones playing a track from their latest collaboration with 'Forlorn'. She and Ryorin had sat down to write lyrics one night, and this came up from both their efforts. It was amazing to see the rocker/punk chick write some really meaningful lyrics that came from the bottom of her heart. Maybe Rin should try ballad one day. That girl really had talent.
"Sup, Risa?" Chaos bent over to listen to her. "Awww... warming up for the performance, huh?"
"Nah, just thinking about Ryorin." Risa unplugged her ears. "I'm just wondering how she can come up with such melancholic lyrics sometimes. They're sad... but at the same time hopeful and longing. So romantic..." She sighed.
"Don't get too dreamy now, Risa..." Densuke said, looking back at her. "Remember, we still have that interview, then that performance tonight."
"Fans are asking why we're collaborating with a punk band like Forlorn..." Ichigo touched her chin thoughtfully. "I wonder if they'll even understand our desicion."
"Didn't our company say?" Densuke said. "They want people to broaden their views on punk bands. Forlorn is a perfect example because their fan base are made out of teens. It can help them change their minds about bands only sticking to one genre."
"And we can also have fun with punk at the same time!!!!" Chaos cheered, leaping on Densuke and hugging him tightly, making Ichigo laugh.
Risa laughed too, but turned when someone tapped her shoulder. A silver-haired man stood behind her, his ice-blue eyes sending a shiver up her spine. "Excuse me," he asked. "I just want to know.... if Forlorn is staying at this hotel here."
"They are." Risa informed him suspiciously. "And who are you?"
"Let's just say I'm aquainted with the lead singer of that band." The man said shortly. "It was nice meeting you, Risa. Thank you for your help. You really have a nice voice, just like your fans say."
Risa mouth fell open in shock and surprise. How did he know her name? "Risa?" Chaos came up to her. "What's wrong?"
"That man!" Risa squealed, pointing frantically in the direction he went to. "He knows my real name and he asked if Forlorn was staying here and I said yes and asked him why! Then he said that he was aquainted with Ryorin and walked off! What does he mean by that?! And more importantly...." She looked scared. "Who is he?"
Chaos gasped. "A stalker?!" He exclaimed, overreacting just like she was. "Or even worse... a paparazzi?! Oh my god.... it may be a crazed fan who's posing as a paparazzi, then stalking Ryorin so he can do something to her..."
"Like cut off her head and stuff it for his own personal collection!" Risa's imagination was running fast now. "Just like that show I watched, where this famous actress was stalked by a psycho! He cut off her finger and had it preserved so he could wear it round his neck!"
"You guys are overreacting again..." Ichigo sweatdropped as she came back to drag them along with her and Den. "Come on. I'm sure he's just a friend."
"What happened then?" Chaos continued to ask, curious to know the ending.
"She came back and chopped off his head with an axe...." Risa waved her arms about as they walked to the lifts, Densuke giving them a deadpan look with a sewatdrop.
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Vergil raised his head as he stood in the rain, feeling the cool droplets of water on his face. His eyes were trained on one window and one window only, where his love stood staring out, but not at him.
I love you, Jade...
She turned to look at something or someone, then disappeared from sight.
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"So what will it be, my love?" George asked as he smoothened down Ryorin's hair. "Since I'm doing your hair for you, it's only fit that you look like a princess."
"Oh, anything you want, George." Ryorin said happily, hearts on her face and coming out in her voice. "Anything you do looks nice on me."
"Then I'll make sure you look gorgeous today for the interview...." George cooly said as he bent down towards her hair, comb in hand. Ryorin almost squealed in glee, making Malik look up.
"For Ra's sake... you go after every cute guy in sight, including your own band members..." He complained, half immersed in a newspaper. "Don't you get tired of flirting? It's bad for your health."
"Bzzzzz...." Ryorin stuck out her tongue at him, pulling at her eye a bit. George sweatdropped and tried to cajole her. "Please don't move, Miss Rin...."
