You deserved it… And I'm not sorry
Eiri Yuki / Suguru Fujisaki pairing
Rated R
Summery: Suguru is abducted and raped by someone… He runs to the only person he thinks can help him… Eiri Yuki… But his problems aren't over, Suguru has killed his abductor and Eiri is having problems keeping his hormones in control while Shuichi is away…
Author Opening Notes: This was definitely not the type of fic I thought I would ever write… but I was out of ideas and this popped into my head during my Ancient History class… So I thought I'd type it up and post it… If you haven't read the manga past volume 9 (that the last one that was released in America so far… at least the last one Borders had gotten…) then you probably won't know what the setting is like… Shuichi isn't in the story; he's in America or on his way home from America… I haven't decided yet… Though it's not important cause he doesn't make an appearance at all… This is an Anti – Taki fic too… Don't get me wrong… I like Taki's character but I had to do it… Maybe I'll right a Pro – Taki fic later on… but don't hold your breath… I don't own Gravitation… Though I do own Manga Volumes 1-9 and the four DVDs… I do own my idea for the story… Though I don't get any money for it… I wish FanFic writers got paid for this… If we did get paid… I'd quit school and just write all day… This is a Eiri Yuki / Suguru Fujisaki pairing as I've stated above… I understand that Suguru is only 16… He's old enough to make his own choices and, even though he's just a character (I believe they actually are living muses… And can take on a personality of their own when you write… but that's just me…), in this story he choices to be with Eiri… Don't like it… Don't read it… Do like it… Please Review it… I like reviews… Other things to warn you about… There is mention of rape and murder… I'll say it again… Don't like… Don't read… Do like… Please review… Now on with the story!
Chapter One: You deserved it…
I ran… I didn't know where I was going to go but I knew I had to get away from him… Or what was left of him… I could feel the snow falling, or was it ice? I'm not sure anymore all I knew was that I was cold all over, yet my skin was burning from where he had touched me…
I could feel the blood drying on my hands, face, and what is left of my clothes… I felt used, dirty, confused, angry, and extremely depressed…
The park… I just ran threw the park… I know where I can go… Who I can go and see… Eiri… He'd understand what happened… So I ran towards his apartment, being stared at the whole way, but I didn't care anymore… Running up the stairs to his apartment I had only been in once, I realized how cold I was, how cold and truly dirty… I needed a shower, new clothes, someone to understand that I didn't mean to do what I did… But he was hurting me…
I shook my dark, damp, and blood stained hair out of my face, and attempted to shake what he did to me out of my head… I pounced on the door, leaving blood splats on the dark wood… It was a good thing that the door was answered quickly because I was sure one of the neighbors was going to call the cops… That would be the last thing I needed…
It's also a good thing that Shuichi was still in America… Something about wanting to move on and forgetting Eiri… Or something like that… If he was there I'm sure I would have been yelled at… But Shuichi wasn't there… Eiri was…
When Eiri answered the door he looked pissed, but his face shifted to a look of alarm when he seen me… He pulled me into the apartment and kicked the door closed behind him… He dragged me right to the bathroom where he started the water in the tub and grabbed a cloth… I was to out of it to even notice that he had stripped me and was trying to get the frozen blood off of my body… But I came around when he wrapped me in a big black towel and carried me into his bedroom…
He set me down and went looking for something that I could put on… I was small, even for my own age… So it was hard… But he found something, a pair of pants that he rolled up just slightly at the waist and an old wife beater… He ran a brush threw my hair and started hushing me… I didn't understand what for until I felt something wet and salty on my lips… I was crying…
He moved me back and placed me under the covers saying that I should rest and that we'd talk in the morning… I snuggled into the warmth of the blankets; he must have been sleeping when I pounded on the door… I felt bad but it didn't last long… The pillows were soft and smelled like cinnamon and vanilla… I inhaled the scent loving the strange mix the more and more I smelled it… I remember him lying down next to me looking a bit confused and tired, but worried all the same…
The last thing I remember before falling asleep was saying three simple words:
"You deserved it…"