Gravitation
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. The great Maki Murakami does.
Angel Eyes Kiyone: Hello. I got a new story thought up by my crazy imagination. Again. So... I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 1: Strawberry
Horror stricken. Those are the only words that could possibly describe the
look on the boy's face. Big violet eyes released tears of fear and sadness. Golden
orbs stared back at him; teasing him; tormenting him. The smirk that was held in
place was challenging the poor boy. It screamed at him.
"P-please don't," the boy begged the older man; his lips trembling, "please."
"Then do it." the one with golden eyes ordered calmly.
"I c-can't, Yuki." the boy cried desprately. "Please don't make me do it!"
The older man frowned in disgust. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes as
well.
"Fine," he said plainly, "then you leave me no choice, brat."
"Y-Yuki, don't!" Shuichi begged, "please, don't do it!!"
"I thought you loved me." the man said in mock humor.
"Yuki, I do love you!!" Shuichi screamed in horror and desperation.
Time was running out. He never meant for that to happen. He was being
careless as usual. And now the man he loved the most was going to get his
revenge. There were several occasions in which something went wrong. As a result,
Eiri usually ended up throwing Shuichi out or made him sleep on the couch. But no
more. He was sick of it. He was sick of not being able to live his life the way he used
to. He was sick of Shuichi taking things that didn't belong to him. He was tired of
him
bringing who ever he wanted into the apartment without his consent. But most of all,
he was sick of always
throwing the boy out and then bringing him back later on just to
have make up sex. No. This was the last straw. He smirked once again as he tilted
his head back.
"Oh, God, Yuki," Shuichi shrieked with the utmost terror, "please don't do this
to me!!"
"Pfft! Don't do this to you?" Eiri laughed. "You're the one who did this to me
and to yourself! And I'm fucking sick of it!! I'm not gonna sit here and take it
anymore, you damned brat!!"
"Y-Yuki, I'm begging you," Shuichi whispered, "don't."
"You leave me no choice, Shu." Eiri said calling Shuichi by his nickname.
This was it. Eiri tipped his head all the way back and placed it in his mouth. This is
how he planned to end it all; in front of his lover; all because of one little incident.
'This should keep his tears flowing for a while' Eiri thought for a moment
before he finally decided to finish the job.
"Alright, I'll do it!!" Shuichi screamed. "I'll do it! Just don't..."
Another smirk. He had him right where he wanted him now.
"Good boy." Eiri teased, waving it in front of Shuichi's face. "Go on now."
Shuichi got up off of the floor and reached for the shiny black object on the
counter. He opened it and started working his fingers. Eiri came up behind him and
wrapped his arms around his waist seductively. He waved the object that was in his
mouth once again in front of Shuichi's face. The poor boy trembled violently. He
wiped the tears away from his face. But more tears harrassed his eyes. He held the
shiny black object up to his left ear and waited.
"Now," Eiri whispered seductively in his ear, "say it exactly as I told you to.
Hurtful. Angry. Merciless."
Shuichi took a deep breath as the person on the other line picked up the
phone. He didn't want to do this. But he had no choice. Revenge was a bitch and he
had to learn that the hard way.
"It's me." he said to the person on the other line. "I'm fine- He found out- No, I
didn't tell him! He found out on his own! - No, you can't anymore. -No. No more.- No.
You just can't anymore, okay?! -We are. We just can't do this anymore. Not now not
ever! Got that?"
And with that, he hung up the phone. His hands finally stopped trembling.
Slowly, He turned to face his lover. Violet eyes once again met those golden orbs.
The boy glared at his older lover. He placed the shiny black object into his pants
pocket.
"There," he said sadly, "it's done. Are you happy?"
"Yes, very." Yuki said sarcastically. "Now, I take it this won't ever happen
again, right?"
"Right." Shuichi said.
"Good boy." Eiri replied. "Here you go. And don't forget to clean up this
mess."
Eiri handed Shuichi the object he had placed in his mouth. The boy looked at
it. Silently. Studying it. It was smeered. Wet with the syliva from his lover's mouth.
"I hate you, Yuki." Shuichi said to himself.
He instantly regreted making that call. It wasn't worth it. It wasn't worth
something so stupid. It wasn't worth something that could easily be replaced. He
took the object and threw it into the trash. It wasn't worth it anymore. He knew that
now. And he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.
Angel Eyes Kiyone: Now, I'm not very good at the whole mystery thing. So I'm pretty sure you guys already know what "It" was or the "object". Or at least one of them if not both. Anyways, reviews are more than welcome. So send 'em on in!! Luv yas!!