Hi guess what? I'm gonna write a Ryuichi×Shuichi fanfic! Because why not?
Ryuichi Sakuma has always been my idol. And he always comforted me. Oddly enough; I knew he loved me. I refused to let things get far because I belonged to Eiri Yuki but...after how he's been lately...I'm starting to think that it's time to move on. Of course; it helps that Yuki dumps me so much, I suppose...gosh; it seems like just yesterday Yuki kissed me and told me he loved me...but that was, in reality, more like two years ago...yep. Yuki hasn't kissed me or said he loved me in two years. It's time to move on...
"Get out." Yuki grumbled as he typed on his keyboard. All I had done was poked my head through the study door. "Yuki, the phone" "Tell them to shove it, alright? I'm busy." I bit my lip and sighed, backing out of the room and leaning against the wall. I put the phone to my ear and sighed again. "I'm sorry, Tohma, Yuki's busy..." I said softly. I was actually talking to Mika but whenever I mentioned Tohma Yuki usually darted for the phone. Just like he did now. "Give me that, you damn brat!" he snarled as he yanked the phone away. I smiled hurtfully and walked to our bedroom; sitting on the bed with my legs crossed. I grabbed my notepad to start writing and stared at my lyrics. I flipped through the pages and stared at Glaring Dream; the song that brought Yuki and I together. I teared up and ripped the pages out; crumbling it and throwing it away. Yuki was yelling at his sister and I brought the notepad to my face as I cried. I missed Yuki. What happened to Yuki...?
I heard stomping into the room and my notepad was snatched away; causing my head to snap up and stare at the angry Yuki. I gulped and stared painfully at his face; watching as he threw my notepad aside and he pushed me down. "You fucking brat...I'm getting so fucking sick of you...I'm tired of hearing you yell my name...I'm sick of that look you keep giving me; the one you're giving me now..." His voice was angrier than I've ever known and I felt the tears well up as his nails dug into my wrists. "Yu-Yuki...y-you're h-hurting me..." I whimpered and he gripped my wrists tighter. "I don't care. Hell; I wish you were dead. Get out, you fucking useless brat. And don't fucking bother trying to come back." Yuki yanked me off the bed and threw me off. I cried out in pain as I collided with the wall and sat on the floor in fear. This isn't my Yuki...I don't know who this was but it wasn't my Yuki...I struggled to get up and I grabbed my notepad with shaking arms. "Y-Yuki..." "I said get lost. If I ever see you again I'll kill you." And that was it. I ran out crying; slamming all doors as I passed them and just ran straight for Ryuichi's.
"Shuichi! Did you come to play with me?" Ryuichi asked cheerfully as he opened the door. I threw myself at him and just cried. I cried and sobbed as I told him what happened and Ryuichi's face fell as he held me. "Shuichi..." he breathed; his child-like face growing stern and serious. "Yuki said that...? Don't worry...I won't let him hurt you anymore...go lie down." Ryuichi whispered and I nodded. I walked painfully to the couch and laid down; my arms and legs aching from hitting the wall. I curled up and sobbed silently; knowing that Ryuichi would take care of me. But I still wanted Yuki...Yuki, why...?
Ryuichi covered me with a blanket as my sobbing stopped and I stared straight ahead at all his Nittle Grasper memorabilia. I turned my head slightly and looked at his platinum records, his gold records, his awards. I closed my eyes and sighed sadly. "Shuichi, would you like some tea?" Ryuichi asked. I opened my eyes and yelped; Ryuichi's face upside down in front of me.
Ryuichi didn't wait for an answer. He just poured me a cup and handed me it as I sat up. I whispered a quietly 'thank you' and sipped it. Ryuichi's childish smile returned. "I called Hiro and Tohma; they were both really really mad Shuichi and Yuki fought. Well; they were on opposite sides and it really scared me. Hiro is a nice friend to my Shuichi; I'm glad Hiro's Shuichi's friend." I felt my heart ache when he let out a 'my Shuichi' and teared up all over again. Ryuichi gasped and set his tea down; arms around me. "No no no I'm sorry don't cry, Shuichi!" he cried out; hugging me. I let out a soft gasp; blinking back tears. I curled up into Ryuichi and cried all over again; crying until I grew tired and began falling asleep. Ryuichi caressed my head and I heard him whisper "Don't worry Shuichi. I won't let that bad Yuki hurt you anymore..." as I drifted off to sleep.
I had a rather peaceful sleep. Okay; so I'm lying. I dreamt Yuki beat me but someone fought him off. They had dressed themselves in white armour and Yuki was wearing black. I felt like a damsel in distress but I didn't mind. I felt protected, cared for. Loved. I watched my white knight fight back Yuki and Yuki was slain before me. I felt tears well up and I choked back a sob. My white knight stared at his body then turned to me; Ryuichi smiling away childishly. "I said he won't hurt you anymore, Shuichi..."
I woke up crying.