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THIS STORY CONTAINS: A BIT OOC, YAOI, LANGUAGE, MENTIONS RAPE, MENTIONS SEX, AND IS NOT FOR YOUNG READERS. OTHER THAN THESE WARNINGS, THIS STORY IS PURE FLUFF!
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Chapter 1

Ug, damn! I thought that meeting would never end!

Novelist Eiri Yuki was making his way over to his car after a painfully long meeting with the publishing company and his editor. His short fuse was even shorter, and his hands are dying to find something to strangle.

When his car finally came into sight, a vein popped when he saw someone casually leaning against the frame.

"It's been quite a day, hasn't it Mr. Eiri?" The figure said. Eiri was praying with all of his willpower that the voice was not as familiar as it sounded.

"What do you want Taki? I thought I saw the last of you after I nearly killed one of your band mates?" Eiri countered with ice in his voice.

"Don't worry. I'm only coming after your boyfriend again." Eiri's blood began to boil, "Why do you look so angry about it? You don't even love the squirt."

"Of course I do! The brat's mine!" Eiri snapped.

"Oh yeah? When's the last time you told him?" All of a sudden, Eiri's boiling blood turned to ice. "He's already half mine, and one day soon, I will claim him and you won't be able to do a thing about it."

"'Claim him'? I don't know if I hit you hard enough, but you guys gang raped him!"

"'Claim him', 'rape him'. In the animalistic world of sex, it's all the same thing." Eiri was again frozen in place as the former musician strolled away.

Eiri stayed frozen in place for a good two minutes before getting into the American-driver's side and floored the gas and never slowed or let up until he was parked in the garage of the apartment complex.

His? His? The brat is mine and mine alone! The brat knows I love him; I don't even have to say it for him to know!

At this point, he was in the elevator on his way up to the penthouse. Where his adorable little bubblegum-topped singer was waiting for him. And soon enough, he was unlocking the door.

"Yuki~!" Eiri was nearly knocked off his feet by his lover. He had a happy expression on his face and was babbling away about something that happened at work. But when he looked up at Eiri's face, his useless jabber paused for just a moment as his face showed one of worry. His jabbering started up again, probably asking if something was wrong or if he was sick.

Eiri was hearing none of it, the world is stuck on mute as his pissed and possessive thoughts continued to storm through his head.

That jackass thinks he's gonna take what's mine away from me. I'll show him, I'll prove whom that brat really belongs to.

"Yuki if you're not feeling well, maybe you should go lie down or-" Shuichi's blabbering was cut short as Eiri's lips covered his and were practically smothering him as Eiri tried to gain access to Shuichi's mouth for his tongue. Shuichi was confused and struggled to hold onto his resolve and his train of thought. Shuichi tried to use his hands and the little strength he had to try to push Eiri off. Eiri noticed this and grabbed both of Shuichi's wrists and gathered them in one of his hands, while he used the other to grab a hold of the bubblegum hair and pull his closer. Eiri did all of this without breaking the kiss, which has yet to deepen. Eiri was getting pissed off and decided to change that.

As Shuichi continued to whimper and struggle against the kiss with all his might, Eiri took the opportunity to bite down on Shuichi's bottom lip hard and enough to draw blood.

"Ow!" Shuichi gasped as Eiri bit him, but Shuichi's mouth finally opened wide enough for Eiri to thrust his tongue inside. Tears started to gather in Shuichi's eyes, as he tasted metal, Eiri's tongue was exploring the familiar moist cavern as Shuichi's lip throbbed.

What's going on? Something's wrong with Yuki! Something is not right and it is my job as his lover to find out what!

With a new determination, Shuichi started to struggle with all his might. He felt Eiri's grip on his hair and wrists start to adjust but did not give way. His first plan was unsuccessful but Shuichi still didn't give up. His next plan is going to hurt both of them.

I'm sorry Yuki; this is for your own good!

With that final thought, Shuichi bit down onto Eiri's roaming tongue. Which caused Eiri to jerk back immediately and push Shuichi away, allowing the singer to take a few steps back and away from the writer.

Eiri was staring at Shuichi with fury in his eyes. And as Eiri cradled his injured tongue, tears continued to drip down Shuichi's face.

"Yuki, what's going on? What's wrong with you? Did something happen at the meeting? Who pissed you off? Please Yuki, I love you! I love you and I want to help you in any way that I can!" Shuichi pleaded as the tears fell.

For a moment, just a moment, Eiri fell out of his possessive faze as he looked into Shuichi's teary violet eyes. But as soon as he came out of it, he dove back in. He took a step towards Shuichi as Shuichi took a step back. It continued like this until Shuichi was trapped against a wall with one of each of Eiri's arms on either side of him, trapping him. Their faces only inches apart, one pair of eyes was portraying anger while the other was pleading. For what, Eiri didn't give a damn.

Shuichi blinked in surprise as he was suddenly facing the wall and his hands were being bound behind his back by what felt like the tie that was once around Eiri's neck. He flinched as he felt the knot tighten painfully around his slim wrists. Shuichi whimpered pleas for Eiri to stop this but they were but short once again as he felt the novelist's hand on his clothed half-erect member.

"What an adorable little masochists, you're actually enjoying this." Eiri purred seductively into the vocalist's ear.

"No!" Shuichi tried to deny as he struggled against the knot around his wrists and Eiri's grip, but it only made Eiri's hand move faster as it drew circles around Shuichi's now fully awakened member.

"You say 'no', but your cock is just begging to be released from the tight hold of these seductive pants you always wear." He whispered as he ever so slowly started to pull down the zipper to the leather pants. The member was still bound in Shuichi's now slightly damp boxers, but Shuichi couldn't help but sigh a bit of relief from the skin-tight pants. "And look, your nipples are perking in the most perfect fashion." One hand continued to hold Shuichi still while the other hand moved from playing with the singer's cock to his playing with his nipples through his navy tank top.

Shuichi's mind was in a scramble as the more Eiri continued, the more confused he got. His tears continued to fall in what seemed like rivers while he tried to figure out if his Yuki was complimenting or taunting him.

"Yuki please," Shuichi sobbed, "you're really scaring me. Please untie me and we can talk about this! Yuk-" Eiri's fingers made their way into Shuichi's mouth and nearly choked him.

I suggest you quit making so much noise, or else you could get hurt." Eiri's voice was made of ice and fury as Shuichi was flung over his shoulder as he left both pairs of their pants where they were once standing.

Tears continued to fall as Shuichi bit his lip to keep himself from breaking down and crying as he was carried toward the bedroom where he will meet his fate.

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"YUKI!" Shuichi cried out, and finally, Eiri snapped out of his faze.

The cry of his lover was not one of pleasure and ecstasy, but one of pain and agony.

Eiri was afraid to move, Shuichi's forehead leaning against his chest. And even in the dark, he could see the boy's body trembling. Eiri's breath stopped completely as he felt something liquid run over his hipbone. And with the moon's light as his witness, he looked to see a trail of blood coming from where he and Shuichi were connected.

He immediately released Shuichi's hands then put his hands up in surrender and didn't do a thing further. He was afraid to touch the boy, he was afraid to try to move him or cause further harm. Eiri's own body began to tremble as thoughts ran franticly through his head.

What have I done! I'm no better than Taki! I hurt the most important person I've ever had. Is all I do hurt and kill people? I should just go-

"Yuki?" A small voice broke Eiri out of his train of thought. He opened his eyes he didn't even know he closed and looked up at Shuichi. His eyes red and puffy from crying but instead of seeing hatred and betrayal, he saw understanding, love, and a little pain and sorrow.

"Why are you looking at me like that Shu?" Eiri asked as he flipped them over and removed himself from Shuichi's torn and bloody entrance. Shuichi flinched when Eiri removed himself, but he looked very confused. "Why?" Eiri asked again. His voice was quivering. "Why do you still show love for me in those eyes after I just-" His voice cracked, "after I-I-I-I" and again.

Shuichi used his small hands to cup Eiri's cheek and made him look up. Eiri's golden eyes were melted as tears filled them and ran down his cheek. One or two fell off and onto Shuichi's lip and washed away the blood and bite-mark that still lingered.

Shuichi tasted the salty tears, only one other time had he seen Eiri cry. Without even knowing, Shuichi started to cry again. He didn't know why, but he felt like he had to.

Eiri still cried but hardly did anything more as Shuichi's tears started up again and soaked Eiri's chest and unbuttoned shirt. Eiri moved as careful as possible without letting Shuichi go, he flipped them over and sat up so Shuichi had his knees curled up and was cuddling in Yuki's lap and leaning on his shoulder with his eyes looking dazed.

They stayed that way until Eiri was sure the boy was asleep then slowly rolled sideways and placed him on one side of the mattress. He untangled himself then started to get up when he suddenly felt something grip his shirt sleeve. He looked down at Shuichi gripping the sleeve so tight his knuckles were turning white and his eyes large and filled with fear.

But fear of what, shouldn't he be afraid of me?

". . . me." Shuichi mumbled something incoherent.

"What do you need Shu?" He asked gently, the boy looked so shaken up.

Of course he's shaken up, I just raped him!

"Don't leave me." He begged in a whisper. Eiri looked down at him with understanding eyes despite his confusion.

He took the hand that was gripping his sleeve and massaged it until it let go and lay in his hand. He kissed the inner palm then brought his other hand up and rubbed southing circles on Shuichi's tear stained cheeks as the panic I Shuichi's eyes started to fade. He did not flinch or move away from Eiri's touches, but was actually leaning into them.

"I'm not gonna leave you, but I need to go run us a bath."

"I don't wanna take one right now."

"Then at least let me get the first aid kit."

After a few moments of hesitation, Shuichi finally sighed, "Okay Yuki."

"Shuichi?"

"Hm?"

"Call me Eiri from now on. 'Kay?"

"Eiri." Shuichi said it once out loud as though to test it. "I like it." And he approved of it.

"Good.' Eiri tried to get up from the bed again without Shuichi grabbing him. When he took the key and unlocked the door and was halfway through it, he called him again.

"Eiri?" Shuichi asked in a raspy voice. He turned around in the doorway and looked at him.

"Yeah Shu?"

"I love you."

And uncharacteristically, Eiri responded, "I love you too, Shu." Then walked through the door and closed it behind him.

A couple minutes later, Eiri came back with three hand towels and the first aid kit in hand. Shuichi was eyes the kit nervously and he had every right to be.

Damn! This is gonna hurt like hell for the both of us.

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna give you any needles." Eiri said in a slightly joking tone hoping to lighten the mood.

It worked. Shuichi's face gave into giving Eiri a gentle smile, along with a small but noticeable sigh of relief. "I know." He giggled.

Shuichi watched wearily as Eiri sat down on the edge of the bed and placed the towels next to him. Nest he opened the first aid kit and closed it shortly afterwards after removing a couple of items and snapping on latex medical gloves.

Shuichi gulped a little it when he heard the rubber gloves snap against Eiri's skin.

Eiri moved very slowly, always keeping one hand on Shuichi and started to slowly peel the covers back.

Shuichi neither flinched, whimpered, nor pulled away; but he did close his eyes. Now the covers were just covering his lower half, but Eiri continued. The final covers moved away to reveal a decent sized red patch against the navy sheets.

Eiri took a sharp intake of breath but tried to keep it hidden. He didn't want to freak out Shuichi any more than he already is.

Still moving slowly, he pulled Shuichi forward enough that he could lean back and be lying flat on his back.

"Shu, lie on your back and fold your arms under your knees and hug them to your chest." Eiri instructed.

Shuichi opened his eyes and did what he was told. Shuichi was nervous bit did his best to keep a straight face.

Eiri nearly passed out at the bloody sight of Shuichi's entrance. But he kept going.

He lifted Shuichi's ass enough to slip a towel underneath of it. He adjusted the nozzle of the saline wound wash, then reached for the second towel and held it up to Shuichi's face.

"Open your mouth and bite down." He instructed.

"Why?" The singer questioned.

"Because as much as I wish it weren't true, this is gonna hurt. And I don't think screaming and disturbing the neighbors is gonna help."

Shuichi swallowed the nervous lump in his throat then reached forward and gripped the towel between his teeth.

Eiri aimed the nozzle of the wound wash then asked, "You ready?" Shuichi gave a nod of his head to show he was ready.

He started to spray, but as soon as he did, Shuichi tensed. Causing his entrance to clench painfully.

"Relax Shu; if you don't then this is going to hurt more than it has to." Eiri explained.

Shu took several deep breaths out of his nose then nodded his head to show he was ready. Eiri started up again, Shu flinched then relaxed against the spray and Eiri's touch. Eiri finished then used one of the towels to wipe away and excess.

He opened the jar of Neosporin and spread on the fingers of one of the gloves. He took a moment to look up at Shuichi. He had sweat on his forehead and he was starting to turn purple.

Eiri stayed composed as he used his clean gloved hand to rub Shuichi's knee as he coolly said, "Breathe Shu."

The towel fell out of Shuichi's mouth as he breathed a mouthful of air. Once his lungs caught up, his eyes met Eiri's and they pleaded it was over.

Eiri placed the towel back in his mouth as he continued rubbing the circles on the boy's knee.

"I know Shu," he whispered, "I know it hurts baby. But just try to hang in there, I'm almost done."

He started rubbing the cream onto Shuichi's inner walls. While one hand did that, the other never ceased the soothing circles.

Eiri almost became sick once again as pink goo flowed out of Shuichi's entrance. It was a mixture of Eiri's seed, and Shuichi's blood.

Eiri rushed to finish applying the cream as the rest of the goo landed on the towel. He removed his gloves and threw them out then proceeded to clean everything up. He took the towel out of Shuichi's mouth and out from under his butt.

He got up and went over to the drawers and dug out a pair of underwear for Shuichi instead of boxers. He walked back to the bed and used a feminine pad to line the bottom, then handed them to Shuichi.

Shuichi scrunched his nose as he took the underwear in his hand and held it away from his like a baby's diaper.

"Eiri, what's this?" Shuichi asked motioning towards the undergarments.

"It's the best way to protect you from infection. You only have to wear it tonight and tomorrow. "

"Fine." Shuichi huffed. He sat up and shimmied the underwear then looked at Eiri with a displeased look on his face.

"Good. Now lean forward." Shu did as he was told. Eiri took all the pillows and threw them on the floor in a neat pile. Once that was done, he walked back over to the bed and took Shuichi into his arms and gingerly placed him down onto the pile. After a smile and an affectionate ruffle of the hair, Eiri set to work in changing the sheets and tidying up the room a little.

Shuichi kept his eyes on the floor as Eiri tried to finish quickly without forgetting anything.

Once he stripped the bed, he made a quick trip to the closet to the closet and grabbed a new set of linens. He decided to treat Shuichi and use the pink sheets that Shuichi got for them for their first anniversary.

When Eiri walked back into the room and started putting the sheets on the bed, he saw out of the corner of his eyes Shuichi noticing the sheets and smiling at them.

Once he finished, he put Shuichi and the pillows back on the bed and handed him a pair of pajamas. Eiri changed then helped Shuichi into his as they both got into bed. Eiri held Shuichi as close as possible and fell asleep like that. Shuichi fell asleep not long afterwards once he intertwined their fingers.

Wow, this is the first time I've ever written anything like this. So please go easy on me and tell me what you think. This story was created for my Yaoi Buddy Vicky and upon her request that I post it for others to enjoy. Please review and tell me what you think. NO FLAMES PLEASE!