Umare Koibito (Resurrected Lover)
Chapter 1: So…
So…
"I want to sleep near you, Yuki." Shuichi's voice echoed in his own mind as he ran, ran, ran…ran away from that Eiri who refused Shuichi's most meaningful words, Eiri who crushed Shuichi's heart with his single word.
"Damn you, Yuki!" Shuichi ran across a street, narrowly avoiding an oncoming red Camaro. The car's horn blared loudly in his ears and the car swerved to avoid the pink haired boy and just barely missing another car. Shuichi didn't stop to acknowledge the man that had leaped from the sleek red car to scream at him. He continued to run away…
And then he saw Eiri across a street, staring at him, his yellow eyes soft and sympathetic.
"Yuki…" Shuichi mused, stopping at the street corner to gaze into those beautiful yellow eyes, eyes that had captivated him from the very start. A crowd of fangirls surrounded both the blonde man and the pink haired man on opposite sides of the street, excited cries of:
"Eiri Yuki! Oh my god, it's Eiri Yuki!"
"Shuichi Shindou! Shuichi Shindou!"
(Yuki…)
Though there were hundreds of girls crowding around the men, to Eiri and Shuichi there was only each other.
Shuichi began to slowly cross the street. The fangirls stayed behind as Eiri began to cross as well. They gazed on as Eiri and Shuichi met in the middle of the road, hugging each other tightly, oblivious to the insanely jealous onlookers. Shuichi leaned harder into Eiri, his face buried in the blonde hair, smelling the sweet vanilla scent mixed with the vanilla musk cologne he liked to wear, Platinum Egoiste.
Author's Note: I'm sorry about the seemingly pointless reference to vanilla in this. I know it's a girly scent, but I just have an obsession with it…and by the way, Platinum Egoiste really does exist. It's a Chanel cologne for men…the person who created the song that I am using for this songfic, Camui Gackt, practically bathes in this stuff. Hmmm…perhaps all of the vanilla is also a subtle hint about my other Gravi fic. ;)
"Eiri…" Shuichi inhaled deeper, relaxing completely in his lover's arms. That vanilla was making him feel so much at home…in Eiri's arms, where he belonged.
Suddenly a car horn bleeped and the lovers were forced to part as a car bore down on their frozen stiff forms. Pale hands reached out and pushed one of the two men away from the car.
"Yuki…"
"Shuichi…":
Their voices rang in unison as the car hit the one in the middle of the road, the tires squealing.
Chapter 1 – End
Author's Notes: Hey, so how did you you all like the first chapter?
Oh…I'm doing little notes at the end of each chapter just like Maki Murakami! I just felt like it…besides, talking to my readers is fun!
Anyway, I feel that this story is progressing well. The cliffhanger at the end is excellently chilling, and it leaves mystery…very haunting. I wonder who was hit by the car…?