"Scene by Scene" by Jemmers
I'm so gratified that you're willing to take the time to peruse my work. So firstly, thank you. As you've probably noticed, I have decided to post stories of a different medium on Lunaescence: scripts!
Why? More than anything, I have fun writing scripts. =) You know when you discover a particular leaning towards something? You're not necessarily good at it, but you enjoy it so much more than any other activity. Screenwriting happens to be mine.
Having said that, I am in no way an expert. I only recently mustered the courage to put anything on paper (hence, focusing on tight, individual scenes within a full script), so I am very keen to improve. Don't feel pressured, but if you hate a particular chapter (or even like one), please don't hesitate to explain. Criticism/feedback - constructive or otherwise - is all helpful in my case. Regardless, it's awesome that you've reached this far already. Haha~ Thank you.
As for the format of scripts/individual scenes: I am familiar with script formatting, but I may deviate (very slightly) due to the Lunaescence formatting system. Let's just say it took me a while to get this chapter looking the way it did.
So, awesome reader, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: don't own anything KHR! related.
SCENE 1: RETICENT
[TYL! Gokudera Hayato]
INT. VONGOLA HEADQUARTERS - HALLWAY B - DAY
An almost empty hallway. A woman stands before a PHOTOGRAPH, staring long and hard. The exuberant faces stare back. A stand-off. She’s twentyish, captivating, and real. Yet we see distant traces of sadness. Desperation. Her name is [YOUR FULL NAME]. This is our woman.
Her eyes SLITHER across the picture. She gives up. Silence.
To her right a man’s VOICE, off-camera, says:
You look like shit.
She starts chuckling.
MAN (O.S.) (CONT’D)
What the fuck, woman?
You know, there’s something invigorating about your voice. Don’t get me wrong: its not like I pine after it. But these days, when I hear it, I’m met with a sudden urge to turn around and say 'Screw you'.
As he enters the frame, [Y/N] smiles at him, beguiling. This is GOKUDERA HAYATO (25). A quick glance should have you thinking bi-racial, sexy, and tough as hell. A closer look shows determination and tenacity. A devoted kind. Loyal.
Between his lips is a CIGARETTE, and she waves her hand to dissipate the smoke.
... I didn’t think you’d come.
Tsuna asked for me. What was I to say?
Woman, don’t give me that excuse. Anything. You could have said anything, but you didn’t.
What did I do this time?
Fuck. Gokudera takes a long drag, annoyed at this whole situation. He’s pissed and tense, unable to say what he wants without seeming like an ass.
Where have you been, [Y/N]?
... Excuse me?
You heard me... What? [Y/N] with nothing to say? Fuckin’ strange. Not quite how I remember you before that night.
What’s gotten into you?
He approaches her, faces close.
You love me, woman. Deny it all you want, but I felt it the first time, and again and again since then--
--Weren’t you begging, pleading, never wanting it to end?--
--Did I just imagine all these years, like it meant nothing?
Why are you being such a jackass? And don’t you dare think it was easy: what about Tsuna? Doesn’t capo need his Right Hand Man? His Storm Guardian?...
How can you ask me to compete with that?
You never had to, dolcezza.
And he walks past her. [Y/N] watches him go, as angry as she is heartsick. She glances at the PHOTOGRAPH again. Then she says, loudly, strongly:
You asked Tsuna to call me, didn’t you?
And he stops, CIGARETTE poised mid-air.
I’m right, aren’t I?
Gokudera’s fucking stare says it all: she got him.
... Because you’ve done something to me, woman. Shit, you could be a UMA for all I know--
--And then you don’t say anything! I try letting it pass, but hell, you drive me crazy. I was losing my mind - that meeting was fuckin’ endless! I kept finding myself staring at you. Thinking, waiting. I actually had to turn my chair to stop. Goddammit... What have you done to me?
What the hell have you done to me that I can’t even look at the Tenth without seeing your face, let alone eat, sleep, and piss?
Wide-eyes, taken aback. A beat.
She suddenly moves to him, CIGARETTE lost -- KISSES him-- and it quickly gets passionate -- they’re definitely going to do it here, against the wall and on the rug.
But she pulls away, and he GROWLS in displeasure, reaching for her again -- NEEDING her. [Y/N] simply seems amused, watching the storm in his eyes with a small smile.
That night. At the villa. You said you loved me.
Heh. Don’t remind me.
[Y/N] caresses his cheek. His breath HITCHES.
That was a big deal.
‘Course it's a big deal, stupid woman. Never would have expected your reaction though...
Oh. What’s this? Gokudera Hayato with nothing to say?
You’re a massive pain in the ass, woman.
But I want you. Haven't got a clue why. I want your soul, your spirit. I want to be inside you, a part of your thoughts, your body... All of you, tesoro mio, everyday, forever.
She looks back at the PHOTOGRAPH; the Vongola Family pose on a wooden patio in the Italian countryside. We notice the modest villa in the background.
Intimate quarters, sparkling smiles, and a particular Guardian whose look says: “what the fuck am I doing here?!”
Shit. I suppose I’m stuck with you, then.
Oi. What the hell’s with that tone?
But she twinkles brightly:
It terrified me. Not because it didn’t make me happy.
But I’m sort of... not good at this. For a long time I didn’t believe it was possible. To feel this way.
I wanted to say that I love you, too.
He kisses her, and their bodies hinge together in perfect unison.
END SCENE 1: RETICENT
 capo -- boss
 dolcezza -- sweetie/sweetheart
 tesoro mio -- my treasure [EDIT: a big thank you to Ayame for this correction. You rock.]
Please correct me if my Italian translations are wrong or used inappropriately. Thanks. Also, apologies if I butchered Gokudera's character.