Title: So I Can't Come Back
Author: SilverHyena
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. All of its characters and stuff belong to Maki Murakami.
Author's Note: Hello everyone! I'd like to point out this is my first fanfic for I don't mind constructive criticisim so feel free to tell me if it sucks- I'll try to make corrections if I think your opinion is valid. Oh, also, I know it looks like I'm killing off characters but I'm not- sorry if I just spoiled the plot for you... One more thing, this is the product of a deranged mind, so, read at your own risk. It's pretty random. Thanks and enjoy to all the people brave enough to stay.
"Open the door now!" Tatsuha yelled loudly as he violently hit the door to his Yuki's apartment. Tatsuha had been there for a full half hour but there was still no response from his brother. Tatsuha called one more time in desperation, "Eiri, please, open the door!"
There was no answer.
Tatsuha bit his lip in worry. He knew this would be exactly how Yuki would act. After all, he was going through a troubled time. But that's exactly what Tatsuha was worried about. Mika hadn't been able to get him to come out either. Briefly, Tatsuha wondered if Yuki was even able to come out. It wouldn't suprise him if the writer slit his wrists or something. Tatsuha tried again, this time shouting a threat, "Open this door right now or I swear I'll break it!"
Finally Tatsuha heard the click of the door opening. His brother was a wreck. It looked as if he had been drinking and this was confirmed by the stench of alcohol. "What do you want?"
"Eiri," Tatsuha frowned. He guessed that he should be happy that Yuki hadn't offed himself. Tatsuha pushed his brother back into the apartment and, after closing the door behind him, forced his brother to sit on the couch, "you need to fucking take care of yourself! You can't live like this! Just look at yourself!"
"Who said it was any of your damn business," Yuki grumbled angrily as he tried to focus on his brother.
"You are my brother so it is my business!" Tatsuha snapped back. He then went in the kitchen to find some coffee or something else to take the edge off of Yuki's hangover. It was then that he noticed the articles on the kitchen table. All of them were about the accident. The headlines varied only slightly. All of them were somewhere along the lines of BAD LUCK'S SINGER DIES IN CAR CRASH?
The story had covered the news channels for days. For one thing, Shuichi Shindou was at the peak of his fame due to all the media from the romance with Yuki and for another, the details of the accident were suspisious. Supposedly, after running into another vehicle the taxi Shindou was in errupted in flames. The bodies were too scorched to identfy positively but Shuichi hadn't shown up since. Normally, Shuichi would be back begging for Yuki's forgiveness by now.
Tatsuha returned to the living room and handed his brother the cup of warm coffee. Yuki took it wordlessly and sipped it slowly. Tatsuha sighed, "You know, it might not have been him. There's no undenyable proof or-"
"It was him," Yuki said clutching his head, "We had a fight that day."
"A fight, huh?"
"Yeah. He said he wanted to leave."
"He always says that."
"He said that this time he was going to go somewhere where he couldn't come back no matter how much he wanted to..." Yuki clutched at Tatsuha and as the dark-haired brother looked closer he could tell that Yuki was crying. Tatsuha took Yuki into a hug and held him for what seemed like forever.
"Eiri, I'm going to stay for awhile. Is that ok?" Tatsuha said quietly.
Yuki didn't respond but he didn't object either. Tatsuha knew that his brother would need some support right now and he wasn't going to leave until Yuki was alright.
When Tatsuha finally fell asleep on the couch Yuki put on his scarf and headed outside for a walk. He needed to clear his head. The cool crisp air of winter would be perfect for that. This was the first time Yuki had left the house since he heard about the accident. He felt guilty for enjoying the fresh air, especially since Shuichi no longer could.
That brief moment of enjoyment spiraled downward until he was in a depressive mood again. It was only then that he realized he was on a bridge. A bridge that was over a road with cars zooming by under it. He could jump. Even if the fall didn't kill him one of the cars would. Then, he could see Shuichi, right? Yeah, he was going to hell but that's where Shuichi would be, right? With their forbidden relationship that was the only way they could go.
Without another thought he went to the bridges railing. He was going to jump and then he'd be with Shuichi again- forever. He stepped up and spread his arms out. This was the last chance to back out but why would he want that? He had nothing. Tatsuha had seemed worried about him though. Yuki stopped and wondered if Tatsuha would be alright. Just as he thought of this he lost his balance.
"Don't!" Someone called as they caught on to his clothes and pulled him backwards. His savior wasn't that strong though and Yuki ended up falling back onto him. "Owww... Oh! I don't know what you've been through but it's not worth killing yourself!"
Yuki's heart leapt as he heard the voice. It was so familiar. As Yuki turned his head he came face to face with a familiar face, "S-Shuichi?"
The young man blinked in confusion. He looked so much like Shuichi but his hair was died black and cut a little shorter, "I'm afraid you've mistaken me for someone else," he said akwardly rubbing the back of his head, "My name is Taro- not Shuichi."
