Fanboy (Albedo X Sucrose)

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THIS CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN SENSITIVE CONTENT SUCH AS V**LENCE AND H*RASSMENT
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Hidden by the fake identity of an Idol. Covering your flaws with blue dye. You think you're unrecognizable, but you didn't think on something. Your eyes. The golden shine even glows on the dark. You might have changed your appearance, but you still you, Albedo. No one can change that fact.

I never believed that you had the gift of the voice, although I am not surprised if that day, when you saved me from the crowd that followed me, your melodious voice managed to calm me down. I hope you don't get too attached to the industry. I am concerned that you suffered something in the process. But for what? Did you really aspire to this? It's hell, I hope you haven't suffered.

Working with you was beautiful. I was quiet, but I really liked the process. I'm really looking forward to the moment when you say to me "Sucrose, it's me, I'm Albedo"... Huh... I should stop dreaming.

What could be the reason for your costume? What has led you to think that I prefer to see you as an idol? The last thing I want is for you to suffer, but you're already here and you have fans to deal with.

I didn't want to keep quiet, and Kaeya knew it. She tried to stop me when I told her that I would see Jean to talk about the Kreideprinz, since she knows his identity.

—“And what are you trying to do!? Sing to the birds and pray to Barbatos for Jean to fire him!?” —He was scolding me.

—“Actually not, but I want to know why she accepted him” —I was kind of upset.

—“Stop, Sucrose” —He said, but why should I stop?

All I wanted is for him to be happy. She didn't want him to get to the point of having sasaeng. But speaking of Sasaeng, that day I saw him in the MDE building, since lately I have had to go to record Dandelion's next comeback.

He looked rushed, he was calling someone. I don't know who they were, but someone else was following him while he was distracted with the call. It really had me worried, so I decided to pull up my face mask and follow them. Not without first sending a message to Noelle to let Jean know that she would be absent.

Albedo hadn't noticed me either. He really he was distracted. Was him already planning his comeback?

We left the MDE building and he was heading to a place full of houses. A street without people, empty as well. I think he never realized what he was doing, and that person looked so suspicious. My Albedo, please, I will protect you as you protected me that day.

Then he stood in front of a door and started taking some keys out of his pocket while he kept in the call. And that stupid fool approached him. Then I had gotten closer. And with my myopia I could see how they took something silver out of their pocket. A pen? A stick?... or a razor?

No, it can't be a razor. He walks so close to him and he gets closer ... And they gets closer ... And they gets closer ... Yes, they want to attack Albedo. I can't stay still. And my feet moved on their own.

—“Albedo...!” —I completely forgot that I didn't know his identity, but I had to get his attention.

My forearm was choking that hooded idiot. I was trying to squeeze them hard until Albedo ran, but he never did, because that day I didn't run either, and that other day I didn't run either. My destiny haunts me no matter how many costumes I wear.

Albedo was scared, but realized my mistake. I had held their neck, but their arms were loose, the hand that had the razor could still move. And in one single move, they did it. I wasn't the target, but I suddenly became one.

I felt that in that moment I could have died. I just stayed on my knees, while I covered the wound and watched Albedo fight against that idiot. You've done this so many times for me, but at least I know you haven't been hurt... yet.

Between voices, since I heard shrieks in my ears, I managed to hear a name. “Scar” and “Moustache”. These are data that could be useful to Jean. But who am I kidding, Jean isn't here. Jean couldn't protect me, Albedo couldn't protect me, I had to protect myself, but I couldn't.

Then I saw how after leaving that damn man on the ground, Albedo approached me and tried to cover my wound. He was scared and some tears came out of his eyes, while around me I saw the red and blue lights of the patrols that had arrived.

—“Since when are you following me?” —He asked with his broken hoarse voice.

—“MDE” —I answered, when a sight leaved my mouth.

A brown man came to my aid, he seemed to be an acquaintance of Albedo. And while they gave me first aid, I saw how they arrested the purple haired man.

—“You will pay for your sins, Blonde boy” —He screamed at Albedo. —“Fate will follow you forever, and you can't avoid your future.”

An ambulance had arrived. Timaeus, along with other paramedics, helped me and put me on the stretcher. Albedo was still by my side, but I had to leave him. Noelle had arrived in a taxi, she knew the location because she had my location in real time. She had to accompany me, since she was my co-worker and my best friend.

—“Sucrose, take care” —Albedo told me as he followed the paramedics who put me in the ambulance.

—“We've been through this situation twice, Albedo...” —I hardly managed to speak. —“If destiny has us here, it's because... Either we need experience... Or because the third time is the charm...”

Noelle went upstairs and we finally drove off to the nearby hospital.

—“What is your name?” —I asked to the paramedic who was attending me.

—“Timaeus” —He answered. —“And you better be quiet so you will not suffer that much, please”. —He asked me to be in silence.

Eleven years ago, Albedo saved me from dying at the home of a private transport driver.

Five years ago, Albedo saved me from being stabbed by a stalker who had previously sent me flowers.

And this time, I have saved him from being stabbed. But I got hurt, and I have to stop in the same place as those two past times.

If I get out of here alive, you know my secret and you know I know yours. Our future will be bright. Let's break the entertainment industry together.

But if something happens to me, I hope you find happiness in music and in your fans.