Title: Road to Princess
Author: yellow_andwhite
Genre: Comedy , introspective
Raiting: PG
Torque: Bill / Bushido
Notes : This shot lies in some time between the death of Bu and TRL
Summary: "I, with all this, have nothing to do absolutely nothing."
Before you begin: I do not own anything, nor Bill, nor Bushido, Eko, nor, nor anyone else, even the history that was written and kindly provided by Liz and Tab (holy men). And we do not gain a penny (but it 'XD). Happy reading ^ ^.
First, I, with all this has absolutely nothing. But that's got to do a small part or only in reference to something, have no claim on anything.
That is a very strange thing because, paradoxically, there are up to their ears.
us not fool ourselves, Bushido was the one that we can easily define my head and I considered it until his death. Why me, Eko Fresh, the fact that he was not with the princess has never cheated me that much. Be clear with the "I is not never cheated too much "does not mean that nothing has been left open-mouthed when I heard about it or has not thought for a split second," Bushido is completely drunk the brain ", but I always felt that the story with the princess and the resulting mess that had sparked his affaracci.
Although I did not think that the "affaracci his" would lead to his death.
But, throughout the period in which they went on their relationship, are one of those who, along with Chakuza, has maintained a basically neutral. If we omit the unthinkable amount of astonished eyes that I remember like it was launched, now when I found him in front of a pajama suit that was almost impalpable, transparent and all the times I've asked him or someone else if was really a male I would say that I behaved in a nearly normal.
As it may seem normal to wonder if the guy your boss is really a guy with a rate of about three times an hour.
Yet after a while 'time you get used to, not the Princess, I think that there has never been the habit Bushido even himself, because he shunned the habit worse than the devil with holy water, but, of course, we did all the usual routine.
But did you see the habit of playing compressed on the couch because the princess had to stretch your legs, you were doing the usual pungent smell of nail polish that you entered when they cross into his nostrils the bathroom door, did you l & rsquo ; used to sneak out of the house as soon as possible when you saw the lovers disappear into the bedroom.
What then "get used" It is an ugly word, "being used to it" is much better. In reality, what is bad is exactly the same concept of habit, perhaps we should replace it with "everyday" sounds less violent. Perhaps more than that to be a habit "ERA's all.
with Bushido Why there is no middle ground, or is, or is not.
And the Princess was the same. I still can not call him Bill. And it should disturb me, but despite all it does at all. Continue to call Princess is like admitting that Bushido is not dead. This is different from the fact that he is alive, that is not alive but buried under several feet of earth I know I, too, are not stupid. But the fact that he died, his death, is different. Bushido is not dead, at least not dead, dead. We say that is one meter below ground and passes, not dead, under a meter of land.
's funny how, the day of the funeral, the Princess has not seen her since.
A little 'I miss her.
not in itself that I miss him, I miss what he represented.
Also because I saw all the crew, Karima, even Mrs. Mary Louise.
But he did not, because the Princess leaves the scene with the King of Kingz.
honestly do not even know what happened to, I know that Chakuza continued to see it pretty regular intervals and told us that seems to have recovered though sometimes falls into a deep depression. Then "told us" implies something like that he comes while we are all talking about any bullshit and drink beer together and begins with something like: You know, yesterday I spent the afternoon with Bill, he's fine, is recovering after the death of her boyfriend and our leader! -.
Here, things have not gone very well.
I know that Princess is recovering, albeit slowly and with difficulty, because I have that I asked Chakuza. No, wait, this statement does not get the idea. I did not go to him asking: Hey-Chaku not know how you feel is Bill? -. Let's say I was a little more discreet. Ok, let's be honest, I was more discreet because they do not want to show I'm interested in your health far more than I should be of interest.
And I want to clarify that I have absolutely no ulterior motive other than to know how actually is. Why, we want to admit it or not, he's joined our lives, and I can not do anything to people that I am fond of us to have around me.
why I like being informed.
I think I also asked a hundred times a Chaku if it is really a male. I can not resign it to be. That is, it is that I can not, is that I need someone to give me confirmation frequently. Very frequently.
I'm glad that the princess is recovering because I hope that one day can return to their previous life. Not forgetting, of course, but likely to be able to do everything she did before meeting Bushido.
Because we, we are no longer able to do anything.
If someone would hear me say that I am making this statement by saying a huge shit, and would be right. We tried to do something, but without Bushido, nothing is as it first.
We tried to work, to put it all together in the studio and try to bring out new books, some have even recorded something, but everything is fucking different.
Bushido missing, and there is nothing to be done.
missing just physically, and I'm not kidding. When he entered the study, which for the record is a rat hole of three meters by two where we're always packed like sardines, he needed to occupy his space, and believe me, it was a lot. As I try to go back with my mind I've never seen sitting with his back leaning against the back of any chair. No. He had the mania of his fucking semistradiato stand and stretch your legs in front of him because doing so takes up space. And he loved Bushido occupy space. Adored him because he had a way of asserting one's own ego and that was one of the reasons why I saw very well with the Princess. How had a physical need to occupy their own space, so the other had the body needs to be more possible. I always thought that I would break the Princess touching it, seemed so fragile. A nothing that has served us Bushido has repeated ad nauseam that was anything but fragile, "especially on certain occasions," he said, such occasions, no one has ever wanted to know.
For this I am serious when I say that Bushido is lacking physically, we are large in the study.
And Bushido missing for at least another billion to the reason that most people seem extremely stupid. But the fact that there does not seem stupid to anyone, I guess.
We were told that there will be an episode of TRL in honor of the King of Kingz. We have been invited. All. We, the Aggro Berlin, Princess, his twin.
I'm curious to know if at that time I will more or less, maybe see in others the same emptiness that sometimes I feel least able to make me understand that in this shitty situation, not I am alone. Or maybe I will throw into turmoil the deepest pity to see that all those who believe and actually died, which I will not resign myself to do.
Maybe see a gang of rappers from overwork eyes transparencies while commemorating their late leader will be a hard blow. But, anyway, I think that seeing this band of rappers from hacks who pretend that it does not touch them to prevent damaging their reputation by hard, I'd feel much worse.
But I need to be ready for any eventuality, I need to know what it feels like to "celebrate" Bushido in some way because, until now, I have not had a chance because, in the crew The argument has become almost a taboo. Every time someone moves to appoint a hand instinctively to his mouth as if he had said the worst blasphemy-which, however, does not upset anyone and gets a look-glacial Saad. Now the King of Kingz is a faded picture that survives because we carry within us all.
is why, because I need to know, I'm doing what I would call easily one of the biggest shit of my life.
The day was bitterly cold in Berlin, the wind insinuates itself into the bone with an unprecedented level of violence and urges you to walk with his head down as if I had the strength even to lift his head. I hate to walk with his head down. Bushido has always said that losing is walking with his head down, but the wind never stop. And maybe what I'm doing a little 'is the loser.
walk with their hands in their pockets and shake furiously in his right hand a map of the city that I have not even consulted. I thought it was rather difficult to find the place and it was not, according to my calculations only remains for me to go this long driveway and then I come to your destination.
What stupid, take a map to go home Kaulitz, everyone knows in Berlin where exactly is the home of the twins as we all know that horrible lemon yellow villa belongs to Bushido.
But I, among the hundreds of faults that I, are also devoid of any sense of any, so I took all necessary precautions.
came to the door glass and I feel very, very stupid. Because, as I said earlier, I had nothing to do. Plus I do not know what the heck I will say to the Princess. I look at the bells, are all written in black, with the same character, there is not a hand-written or different. Where I grew up the bells, when we are not even vaguely resemble, mine was written in blue, those of others were blacks or reds, I always envied my neighbor because his bell was written in green, I ; always liked how color.
sound hesitant hoping that someone would open, because there is a chance that I may freeze to below in the throes of this lousy wind. But apparently someone up there wants me very well today, because when I say "I'm Eko" the question "Who is it? "the door is opened without any fuss. Within the hallway and I do immediately idiot, I asked the floor so I have to do the stairs, and find that fuckin ex-boyfriend's head is on the sixth floor, twelve steps by twelve flights of stairs each. Centoquarantaquattro motherfuckin steps that have killed all my vital function.
Check with the language on the landing practically on the ground in a perfect imitation of a Cocker Spaniel on a hot August day.
-How come you came here? - The voice of Princess vested in me at the speed of light, I always wondered how does this kid to speak at a pace so disturbing.
Eko-so-wrong answer. No, it's your fucking answer. Do not ever be satisfied with a generic "so", he wants to know then invented a plausible explanation within three nanoseconds.
She looks at me, raising an eyebrow, which is definitely not a good sign.
-What exactly do you mean by "well" Eko? - Well, now you're fuckin 'nicely, because you can not tell with all the tranquility of the world: "No, you know, I came here because I miss her to death and in anticipation of Bushido episode of TRL that we do I need to share with someone who is not a rapper from overwork my deep sorrow. " You can not definitely. Even so, a small insignificant detail, in theory, you're a rapper from overwork and work your way would shoot up to zero there is any flaw in the world, not go to the King to complain of the death of Bushido.
-No a reason-good output is a compliment-"as" generic, is the "so" you say when it takes itself too much. "
-or too little-I inherently hate this guy when he does that because it dismantles all my certainty, and that's not good.
"If I had not had any reason you would have said simply" I did not have a dick to do and I came here, "-.
-If I had not really shit to do you would see a game made with your friends. "
-The championship is over for two weeks Prin ... um Bill-one to a ball in the middle, just to stay on football.
-Really? - Seems genuinely surprised-you know, I follow football because it followed Anis, now I have not the slightest idea who is winning. "
has a look so worn out that I want to hug him, looks at the ground and is supported the door frame. But the fear of breaking it takes over and I just stand stock-still in front of him.
-He won the Hamburg-quiet answer to the question that he did.
Anis-black would be pissed! - He says with conviction, raising his head.
And this statement makes me smile, because, hell, he is telling the truth. Anis would be pissed to death would keep its nose not know how many days. And he said it with such ease, with such spontaneity, ah just made me laugh heartily.
-black would be more than pissed! - There and both burst out laughing.
-How vain things in your part? - Upon application asks me over the door jamb and raising her eyes on me.
Her face is more gaunt than I remembered and made-up eyes are so weak that I look huge. It does not have a good wax but the smile remained the same and it is very comforting. The Princess did not leave anything to break down and no.
-so-fuck, but then relapsed six!
bursts out laughing again, we see that laughs heartily because his laugh is crystalline, is the same as it was when we saw dell'Ersguterjunge a fight over any crap. It can not stop, it keeps his hands on his stomach and almost in tears. I, however, I have one of the most stupid expressions printed on the face of the earth.
Eko-Sorry if I laugh but you have a very funny face! - That is, in fact, End of proof.
-princess looks that have been the guy Bushido does not give you permission to laugh at us all the crew eh! - I say I laugh too, because it's true that I have a funny face and I know well, and because I like to hear him laugh and I want it to continue.
-I know, I know, I'm sorry-is recomposed back to slather on the door jamb, there will you on TRL? - Here, the question that I did not want to hear. Actually I knew that I would have done, the problem is that I want to answer because I do not know what will trigger my answer.
Yes, lower my eyes as if you could help us-we all know, all right. "
-am-happy-smile still means that the well-wanted and with this sentence Princess surprise me at all. He has a world view that we, in our country, we do not know where he is at home, and his world view is a breath of fresh air in our own, that so desperately needs.
-Happy? - murmur summarizing my idiotic expression.
Yes, happy. There must be my brother. This is a bit 'his admission that, Anis, he loved him. It took him a long time, but finally did it and I think he will appreciate it. "
-Do you think that you appreciate? That is, they can still appreciate? -.
-No, I do not think, I'm sure. "
-I have asked many Bushido times how she stay with you, and then, every time you came out with a view like the one you just made, it seemed so striking to me mentally I gave the idiot for not having thought of before. But sometimes I still ask, and I need some affirmation that I remember the reason for everything. "
-Eko-I thought you were more stupid.
-I thought I understood it all, Princess. "
-I am smart, I guess not. "
Bushido Anis-Why do you call? -.
Anis Bushido-Why you call? It 's the same question. I've always called Anis because it is a way to stand out. How do you set yourself apart I'm calling you Atze Anis. And 'my way to call it, mine is a few others. Helped me to remember every minute that I was special. "
-You had at least another million ways to remind you that you were special to him. "
-shrugs-You too shoulders as if to say: "We are on the same floor, what do you think?"
Yes ... but - but the words began convinced me die in my mouth.
Yes, but ... what? -.
-Nothing. "
-E "nothing" does it mean? -.
-The same as "so". Are you curious! -.
-I know-my suggestion does not seem to have troubled me-tell-all.
-But I never said I did not tell you! -.
-If you're not even for what never came to my house earlier today, I would say that the "new" things there are many. "
I hate it, it's official. Destroys you with the words in less time than you need to find a rationale that you're here. For this I wonder why they are still building in front of the Princess you are spreading every minute more on the door jamb.
But all in all it's nice. I am finally able to metabolize.
-But you're a boy seriously? - I have consciously chosen to put him in trouble and I know he will be angry over what Bushido would be angry knowing that Hamburg is winning the championship, Bushido and would be very angry.
The slap that I get the neck is strong enough and produces a loud snap. In the face of weakness, this leads to is a pleasure!.
-I have to remove my pants? - Blurts moving away from the jamb and resting her hands on her hips in a pose angry, which does nothing but feed my doubts.
-I do not think would, would continue to remain in-doubt shrug as he opens his eyes, making them even bigger than they already were.
-pick what I said, you're an idiot-Eko.
-Maybe. And do not ask me what it means "maybe" because it has the same meaning as "thus" and "nothing"! - better safe than sorry.
-asked-I would not tell you now it's height - "maybe" has a precise meaning. "
-Sure, sure, this guy is the proudest person on earth, after Bushido, the way you want, Princess. I'm going, see you soon. "
-Go? -.
Yes, I go. Sai, where I came back, at home, I go to watch the game there's all of my drinking companions. "
She looks at me weird.
-E 'already started the league? -.
-Ask your Anis, my Bushido would send me to hell if I asked you a question like that, but maybe your will be more lenient, Princess. See you soon, Bill .-
-Give Bushido, if you see it. Anis to think-I.
And after this exchange, I turn around and go down the stairs again, because I do not want to wait for the elevator feeling his eyes staring at me.
Esco and the cold wind stings my face again, but this time I can walk tall, the wind blowing behind me.
And as I start walking in a solitary Berlin reflect on something fundamental. As Bushido has managed to change the princess could not make it in his own image and likeness. If I were plumbed into the house of Bushido I would at least be seated in the living room.
author notes: So this is my first post, and it's the first fanfiction that result, which is nothing less than a tribute to EKR ( * loves), I chose a short, easy easy XD.Detto that I inform you that started it all with the careful observation of the avatar Liz (* love to rain on that too) and it is nice they were born seven pages sclera of the mind.
I hope not too convoluted and incomprehensible, but I think that the brain is twisted by Eko and then there may even be incomprehensible.
addition, this shot is not much in theme with the atmosphere of the above (if we exclude the brochure Swiss XD). But that's all.
I hope you enjoy.
So much that even a landslide to write notes!.
Ah, for the record, the title shot is a reworking of "Road to Mandalay" by Robbie Williams.
