Obsession and Possession

Disclaimer: Looks around the computer desk Nope, still don't own the right's to Gravitation, dammit, I really want Hiro and Tatsu for myself.

Notes: Due to a review from DarkGatomon, the Kuroneko Yajuu on mediaminer I've decided to give this fic a major overhaul. The basic premise is exactly the same but, hopefully, it will be a lot less random than before.

Chapter one

It wasn't that unusual for Yuki to find his younger brother drooling over various music magazines, the boy seemed to have made Yuki's apartment his second home after all. What was unusual, however, on this occasion when he returned from buying more beer and cigarettes, was the fact that Tatsuha tried to hide what he had been looking at from his older brother.

"H-hi Eiri," the16-year-old stammered, sounding very much his age, as he hastily dropped the magazine and vanished into the 'spare' bedroom, leaving a highly bemused blond in his wake.

Shaking his head in amusement, though he would never admit it, the writer bent down to retrieve the article that had his normally suave brother so flustered. Something about Sakuma Ryuichi he was sure. Flicking through the pages he was surprised by the lack of content about Nittle Grasper (perhaps those were the torn out pages?), though he smirked at the defaced (and obviously doctored since it looked like he was actually smiling!) image of himself and Shuichi that accompanied an article about their relationship.

Finally he came to the drool-dampened page he was searching for, or at least he assumed it was the right page since the other side was advertising constipation relief tablets, and he would be very worried if Tatsu was drooling over that! Turning his attention back to the relevant article all the humour drained out of him and he felt his face harden.

Smiling out at him was the violet-eyed visage of his adorable, pink haired lover. To be fair, both Nakano and Fujisaki were in the picture with the singer, but Yuki was far too incensed by the idea that Tatsuha could possibly be interested in his Shuichi to notice or even care.

I'll kill him, the blond fumed as he made his way towards the door Tatsuha had vanished through. I'll fucking kill him!!the blond fumed as he made his way towards the door Tatsuha had vanished through. But before he could truly act on his murderous desires the front door opened and he found himself tackled by a small, squealing, pink haired bundle of energy.

"Yukkkkkkkkkiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!" The boy was bouncing around like an overexcited puppy, "Yuki! Guess what! C'mon guess!"

Squelching the wave of affection that threatened to overwhelm his carefully constructed composure, Yuki scowled at him. "What?" he asked shortly, adding, almost as an afterthought, "Baka."

"We're going to do a whole album with Nittle Grasper! Isn't that so cool?!"

"Mmmm…" Feeling the sudden, possessive urge to stake his claim on this beautiful boy, especially if his brother happened to be watching, Yuki crushed Shuichi to his chest and fiercely attacked his mouth.

Shut inside the bedroom that might as well have been his own for all the time he spent there, Tatsuha tuned out the sounds of love-making coming from his brother's main room as he slid a hand between the base of the bed and the mattress, pulling out a large, slim book.

As the moans from the living room increased, both in volume and frequency, the teen grabbed the Discman sitting atop his bag. Setting it to repeat his favourite song on a loop and adjusting the volume he slipped on the headphones before reverently opening the scrapbook, fingertips ghosting over the many images of Nakano Hiroshi as if they were the older teen's own skin.

"One day…" he whispered softly as the sound of Hiro's compelling guitar solo filtered through his headphones.

He couldn't quite place the moment when his feelings for Hiro, and he was sure they were real feelings, had replaced a lifetime's worth of lust and adoration for Ryuichi, all he knew was that it had happened. He knew now, though, that Ryuichi was, and always had been, completely unattainable. Hiro, however, was Shuichi's best friend, and Shuichi was Eiri's, his own brother's, lover.

It didn't occur to him that he had used this reasoning once before, replacing Shuichi and Eiri with Tohma and Mika, in an attempt to get to know Ryuichi. Even if it had though, he would have dismissed it since, at the time, he hadn't known the object of his affections in person whereas now, not only did he have his, somewhat tenuous, connection to Hiro, but he'd actually met him too.

Now, if only he could find the courage to act on his thoughts.

Well, that's not changed much has it? It's the next few chapters that will be majorly different.