I do not own Gravitation. Please Enjoy. It's my first fanfic ever. One-shot.
Track no.01
Yuki Eiri opened the door quietly so not to wake Shuichi. He did this for his own benefit. Shuichi moaned and Yuki jumped. He looked over at the strawberry head, noticing two violet eyes staring back at him.
"Yukiiiiiii!" The voice floated over to him like it was a bad curse. Yuki shuddered. "What, Shuichi? I thought you were asleep."
Shuichi shook his head and bounced over to his blonde lover.
He wrapped his arms around Yuki's waist and buried his face into his chest.
"Mmmm, Yuki, you smell de-li-ci-ous!"
The writer rolled his eyes and ruffled Shuichi's wildly colored hair. Shuichi looked up and smiled. Yuki, involuntarily, smiled back.
"You know what?" He asked. "Why don't you and I go somewhere tomorrow?"
Shuichi's smile widened, ear to ear, and his eyes lit up.
"Really, Yuki? You really want to go somewhere with little old me?"
"Of course," he replied. "I'd love to spend time with my beautiful Shu-chan."
The younger man dramatically fainted in Yuki's arms. He put his hands on his now crimson cheeks.
"Oh, Yuki. You are so sweet! I love you, Yuki!" He hugged him tightly.
"Say, Yuki?" Shuichi said as Yuki went and sat on the bed. He kneeled down in front of him, looking up into those incredible yellowish eyes.
Yuki took out a cigarette and lit it. He inhaled, holding it in for a moment, then exhaled. The smoked circled around Shuichi's head. "What do you want?" Yuki said, inhaling again.
Shuichi coughed. "Yuki, why are you being so nice to me?"
The novelist shrugged and started to unbutton his shirt. "I don't know. Maybe there's something in the water. But I'll be extra nice to you if come to bed with me."
The boy purred and leaped onto his waiting playmate.
-
Shuichi was up at the crack of dawn. He looked over at his sleeping lover and smiled. He leaned over and kissed Yuki's cheek.
He watched the blonde's eyelids flutter open.
"Good morning, Yuki!"
The pop star was flung off of the bed. He hit the floor with a thud.
"Itai…Yuki! That hurt!" The tears flooded down his face.
"Shu-chan, I'm sorry." Yuki kneeled down in front of him and wiped the tears off his cheeks.
Shuichi smiled and threw himself onto Yuki. He repeated the man's name over and over and over again, driving Yuki up the wall.
"Okay, Shuichi, get off of me or I'll cancel our date tonight."
Shuichi pouted and puffed out his cheeks. "But, Yukiiiii, you promised!"
"I most certainly did not!" No matter how much he'd act cold towards Shuichi, he couldn't help but to smile at Shuichi's little sad face. "Now, get lost, kid, and let me take a shower!"
Shuichi ran out of the room and closed the door. He heard the pillow Yuki had thrown at him hit the door and he laughed.
-
Yuki rested his head against the cold, wet tiles. His gaze shifted over to the pink bottle of shampoo on the small shelf. It was Shuichi's….
Shuichi…He couldn't help but to love the little guy.
Yuki had been thinking hard all morning. He was in the midst of a novel unlike any of his others. This one was based off their relationship. Yuki had the first seven chapters already, but now he had serious writer's block.
Maybe a nice, hot shower will help me concentrate, Yuki thought.
"YUKI! I need you to come here right now!"
The novelist sighed. Any concentration he had was now officially lost. Maybe he needed a break from Shuichi…
"Yuki, if you come here I'll massage your back!"
…but then again, maybe not.
He turned the water off and opened the shower door. He reached for the towel, dried off, and put on his robe.
Yuki opened the door, knocking Shuichi to the floor for the second time that morning. He was about to say something until he noticed what the boy was wearing: tight black pants, a tank top that exposed his abdomen, and a leather jacket. All of it was black. Yuki could see the shimmer of pink gloss on Shuichi's lips.
He stood silent as the sexy youth stared up at him.
"Yuki…" he whispered seductively. Yuki was getting turned on pretty fast.
"Yuki, help me up." Yuki was getting turned off fast.
Shuichi smiled and sprang up from the floor without Yuki's help.
"I made breakfast for us, my darling."
Yuki coughed. "Oh, God, why did you do this to me! I do not recall asking for an early death!"
"Shut up, Yuki!" Shuichi kicked him playfully in the leg.
-
The two sat together, one eating his meal, the other examining it.
"Are you positive that this is edible? It doesn't even look like food. It's a little on the waxy side."
"Damn it, Yuki, just shut up and eat it!"
Yuki took a bite, then another, and another. It wasn't the best, but then again it wasn't all that bad.
Shuichi smiled as if he read Yuki's mind. "I told you it was good. But noooo, you had to be all 'Yuki' about it. But, you're almost always 'Yuki' about everything."
He got up and bit Yuki's ear, giving it a good morning nibble. Yuki blushed and slapped the singer away.
-
The afternoon hours flew by quickly. The two were watching the sun go down outside the window.
Shuichi sighed and lied his head on Yuki's shoulder.
"So, where are we going tonight, anyway?"
"You'll see," said Yuki. "You'll see."
"But I can't wait anymore! Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell.."
Yuki clamped a hand over Shuichi's mouth and shook his head. "Be patient, then you'll see, okay?"
Shuichi nodded. Yuki removed his hand, slowly, his fingers brushing across Shuichi's lips. Yuki leaned in and kissed him softly.
"Yuki…"
"Yeah."
"Yuki, I…"
"You what?"
"I'm ready to go."
"I told you to wait."
Shuichi ignored Yuki and grabbed his hand, pulling him out the door. The boy kept repeating one word: Date. He made Yuki get in the car and drive easily.
"No more sex if you don't drive, my Yuki."
-
Yuki drove very slowly, causing Shuichi to complain.
"Come on! You're driving like my grandfather!"
"It's your fault I'm driving this slow!"
"Oh, really? And I would like to know how?"
"It's six thirty, and I made reservations for seven thirty."
Shuichi's ears practically perked up. "Did I hear you say…reservations?"
Yuki banged his head on the steering wheel. Me and my big mouth…he thought.
For the rest of the drive, Shuichi wouldn't be quiet. They were standing outside the restaurant, Shuichi still running his mouth. Each minute, he got louder and louder. And each minute, Yuki's headache grew worse and worse.
As badly as he wanted to tell Shuichi to shut up, he couldn't. Yuki smiled. The kid was growing on him now.
Shuichi danced around in the parking lot as the waited. He spun round and round until he was dizzy. He fell on his butt and started to giggle.
"Be careful, you baka," Yuki said, containing his own laughter.
"I'm fine, Yuki! No need to worry about me!" He hopped off the ground and onto Yuki's back.
"Guess what time it is?" he asked.
The blonde sighed. "What time, Shu?"
"It's date time!" He tugged Yuki's hair and kicked him lightly in the thigh. "Giddy-up, pony!"
-
They sat at a private table. Yuki had used his real name, so not to draw a crowd. He was staring off and Shuichi stuffed noodles in his open mouth.
"What the hell are you doing, Shuichi!"
That got the crowd's attention. "Oh my God, look. It's Yuki Eiri!"
The fans rushed to table, begging for autographs.
Shuichi had his face hidden in his hands. He heard Yuki laugh.
"You know, ladies, if you really like my books and me, I'm sure you wouldn't mind respecting my privacy and letting me finish my meal."
Shuichi could hear the girls' sighs and their heels scuffing the floor in disappointment. He looked up. "Wow, I've never gotten rid of my fans that fast. You're amazing!"
-
They weren't bothered anymore that night. Once they were finished, Yuki went to the counter to pay. Shuichi steeped outside for some fresh air.
"Excuse me, but are you Shindo Shuichi?"
Shuichi looked in the direction of the voice. There stood a man at the curb not four feet away. He couldn't distinguish much about him, only that he had black hair and brown eyes.
"Hai… Do you want an autograph or something?"
The man nodded. He handed Shuichi a copy of his CD, Gravity, and a thick black marker.
"Who do you want me to make this out to?" he asked.
"My daughter, Akiko."
Shuichi signed it quickly and handed the items back to the man. "Thank you, Shino-san."
Shuichi heard the door open and Yuki said, "Let's go, Shuichi."
He said goodbye to the man and jogged over to his lover. They walked to the car.
"Who was that?" Yuki whispered. Shuichi noticed a strange tone in his voice.
"No one, really. He just wanted me to sign a CD for his daughter." He got into the black Mercedes.
Yuki looked across the parking lot at the man. He stared him into the eyes and gave him a long, cold stare before getting into the car.
-
Shuichi snuggled into Yuki's arms as the tow lay down to sleep that night. "You're warm." He wrapped his arms around Yuki's neck.
And you're cold, so get off of me, the blonde wanted to say. He had opened his mouth, but closed it quickly. He looked down. Shuichi was asleep. He kissed the boy on the head.
"Oyasumi, Shu-chan."
-
Shuichi woke with a start. He glanced over at the clock, 1:37 a.m., and at Yuki, fast asleep. He lied back against the pillow and covered his face with the blanket. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being watched.
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