Bad Things

When you Came In The Air Went Out

Ryuichi Sakuma, Japan's number one singer, was freaking out. He had just heard that Shuichi Shindo was on his way to Studio 3, which was the studio Ryuichi was practicing in. Normally, he would be extremely happy that Shuichi was coming to see him, but now was not a good time. Especially now that it was getting harder to resist his inner desires. His inner desires which told him to jump the younger man's bones. When he heard footsteps, he turned fearfully toward the door. At the first sight of that familiar pink hair, he stopped breathing, as if all his air went out of him against his will.

And Every Shadow Filled Up With Doubt

Suddenly Ryuichi doubted himself. And that was something that was unheard of. The Ryuichi Sakuma never doubted himself. It was the secret to his success. Besides the fact that he was an amazing talent, his unwavering confidence was what got him this far. But all that confidence disappeared at the sight of the man before him. The man with the pink hair and violet eyes. That man with the voice that could rival Ryuichi's. The man who had inspired him to start singing, really singing, again. The man whom he was irrevocably in love with. The man he could never have.

"Sakuma-san, can I talk to you for a minute?" Shuichi asked, an adorable blush flaring across his cheeks. Ryuichi held back a sigh. All he wanted was to take the other singer into his arms, but he couldn't. Damn that novelist and his stupid timing. If Shuichi had only met him a couple of days later, then Ryuichi would have had time to make Shuichi fall in love with him. Hell, the kid already viewed him as a god. It wouldn't have taken much time. But that novelist had to show up before Shuichi could meet Ryuichi.

"Of course, Shu-chan!" Ryuichi cried, throwing up his childish shield to keep himself away from Shuichi. If he kept up the innocent act, he would have innocent thoughts. At least, that's what he told himself.

"I don't know if you've heard or not, but I-" he stopped, crystal clear tears filling his eyes with sadness. Ryuichi let his own eyes fill with tears. He wasn't even sure if they were real or not.

"Shu-chan, don't cry! I don't like it when you cry! What's wrong? Do you need Kumagoro?" Ryuichi asked, pulling the pink bunny out of nowhere and thrusting it at Shuichi. Shuichi took it without saying anything and then he just dropped to the floor, sobs causing his small frame to jerk.

"I-I broke up with Y-Y-Y-Yuki," Shuichi cried, getting stuck on the novelist's name. Ryuichi's childish face fell and it was replaced with his serious one. He knelt by his friend and the man he loved and wrapped his arms around him, burying his face into Shuichi's hair.

I Don't Know Who You Think You Are

As they sat on the floor, wrapped in each other's arms, Ryuichi wondered how on earth this man had become the most important person in his life. How had he wrecked Ryuichi's entire world? All he had done was freeze up on stage. But there had been something in him that Ryuichi recognized. Something that had made Ryuichi come to this rescue. Only after did he find out why Shuichi had frozen. That stupid novelist again. Ryuichi fought back a growl. That novelist was always getting in his way, except now he was out of the picture. Ryuichi felt bad for his friend, but he felt some fierce satisfaction down deep that Eiri Yuki would no longer be in his friend's life in a special way.

"Sakuma-san, why haven't you asked me why I broke up with…him?" Shuichi asked, startling Ryuichi out of his thoughts. Ryuichi looked down at the man in his arms. Shuichi's eyes were red from crying, his face was tear-streaked, and his body was trembling.

"Because I knew you would tell me when you were ready," Ryuichi answered, not bothering to cover up his seriousness. Shuichi deserved better than that.

"I caught him with Seguchi-san and h-he was looking at him with such l-love. He never looked at me like that," Shuichi said and Ryuichi's eyes narrowed. He would be having a talk with Tohma later. Ryuichi had known that Tohma had it bad for the novelist, but he didn't think that Tohma would sink so low as to have an affair with him while he was still dating Shuichi. Ryuichi guessed he was wrong.

"He never looks at me the way you do," Shuichi whispered and Ryuichi closed his eyes. He thought he hid his feelings from everybody. He should have known better. He should have known Shuichi would see through his façade. Out of everyone in his world, Shuichi was the one who saw straight through him. And that was what tore down Ryuichi's final wall of resistance.

But Before the Night is Through, I Wanna Do Bad Things to You

Ryuichi knew it was wrong, knew that he shouldn't take advantage of Shuichi's vulnerability. He shouldn't take the younger's man's face between his hands, shouldn't lower his mouth to the other man's lips, shouldn't push Shuichi to the floor so that he was lying underneath him, but he did it anyway. Ryuichi's hands moved hungrily over Shuichi's body. He had wanted to do this for so long, had starved for so long, that now he was becoming oh so very full, so full that he would burst, but it still wasn't enough. When Shuichi moaned, Ryuichi came back to his senses. He pulled away and looked down at him. Shuichi's eyes were lidded, mouth swollen from the kissing, and his breath was labored. Ryuichi backed up until he was against the wall farthest from Shuichi.

"I'm so sorry, Shuichi. I'm so so sorry," Ryuichi whispered, hiding his face in his hands so he wouldn't have to look at the other man. So he wouldn't go back over there and continue what he had started.

He heard movement and then Shuichi was touching him, pulling his hands away from his face. "Sakuma-san, you still haven't asked m why I told you I broke up with him," Shuichi said, almost chidingly.

Ryuichi looked at him, the question evident in his blue eyes. Shuichi smiled. "Because, even though I was with him for two years, I've been in love with you since I heard you sing your first song."

"Then why did you stay with him?" Ryuichi asked because, even though Shuichi and he were usually on the same wavelength, he didn't understand Shuichi's actions. He didn't understand why Shuichi hadn't been his if Shuichi had been in love with him for twelve years. Why had he gone off with that novelist?

"Because I did love him, but not as much as I did you, but I was almost positive that I wouldn't ever meet you. Then I did. Then I thought there was no way you would ever love me back. Then I saw the way you watched me when you thought I wasn't looking. But I wasn't sure until I was around you and him at the same time. I saw the jealousy, the wanting, and the sadness and I knew that you did love me, but I couldn't leave him. I didn't have the strength, until I saw him with Seguchi-san. That's when I knew he didn't need me like I thought he did, but it still hurt, you know?" Shuichi finished what must have been the longest speech he had ever made. Ryuichi didn't say anything, thinking through Shuichi's explanation. Then finally, when Shuichi thought he wasn't ever going to say anything, Ryuichi smiled.

Ryuichi tackled the other singer to the ground, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Shuichi moaned against Ryuichi's mouth, his spine bowing. Ryuichi's eyes darkened as he pulled back, but this time it was to take off his shirt. The look on Shuichi's face was enough. He knew that Shuichi loved him, really loved him. After getting Shuichi's shirt off, he leaned down and whispered all the bad things he was going to do to him that night and every night after this one.