Home Again
Part 1: The Perfect Evening
Shuichi unlocked the door, gently guiding his lover inside. He had imagined they would return with Yuki carrying him aloft past the threshold and into a bed of rose petals, but the fact that Yuki was even alive and there with him (after all that had happened) was well enough. These past few days had been excruciating, and now that they were finally alone Shuichi felt an immense relief. Tohma (as an apology) had returned Riku to Yoshiki when he and Ryuichi flew back to New York, and Shuichi was looking forward to his life becoming somewhat normal again… err, as normal as things could get, considering Yuki's current condition.
Shuichi glanced worriedly at the beautiful blond who had just pulled himself away and was wearily trying to feel his way into the kitchen. He found the fridge and, opening it, skimmed his fingers along the shelves in search for a beer.
"Yuki…" Shuichi sighed, stepping close to the slim figure now opening his find. "Are you sure getting drunk is the most appropriate thing to do your first day back from the hospital?"
Yuki leaned against the sink, putting on his best scowl.
"Of course! This is a fucking celebration! Finally getting to have a drink in my own house without some damn kid or insane manager running around. I may have to enjoy it with the loss of my eyesight perhaps but, hey, win some, lose some. Story of my life! What exactly did you expect?"
"Well…" Shuichi replied, realizing the futility of his words, "I kind of thought that we could relax on the couch with some champagne, listen to romantic music, and discuss our wonderful future together…" he paused, floating gently through his daydream on a satin–covered cloud.
Yuki waited a moment then, extending out his hand, said sweetly, "awww, come here my pet."
Shuichi squealed, dutifully centering himself below the long fingers now running through his hair. Immediately, Yuki balled his hand into a fist and knocked the confused kid aside.
"Now let me tell you what's going to happen, you little idiot," he growled. " I'm going to finish this beer alone," (emphasizing the word with a shake of his can), " and then I'm going to bed. Now leave before you ruin more of this wonderful evening!"
Shuichi gasped. "You're so mean and cruel, Yuki!" He cried, stomping his feet and moping his way into the hall.
Back in the kitchen, Yuki smiled.
Shuichi stepped lightly out of the shower, the soapy water running down his back and navel. He felt a little better, but he couldn't shake the fact that Yuki was always so bitter about everything. Wasn't he happy now? Shuichi looked hard at himself in the mirror. 'well… you do freak about everything,' he thought to himself. 'nobody likes a drama queen. And you usually cum too early in bed, that could get annoying.' Lost in thought, Shuichi did not hear the door slide open as he ran the towel through his hair.
"Shuichi…" Yuki spoke softly behind him.
Shuichi shrieked, covering himself quickly with the towel, forgetting for a moment that Yuki wouldn't have been able to see his nakedness anyway.
"Sorry," Yuki mumbled, "This must be a bad time."
As he started edging back towards the door Shuichi cried, "Wait! Sorry… you just surprised me. It's fine, go ahead darling!"
Yuki paused. He hesitantly held out his hands in an effort to find where Shuichi stood, grasping his shoulders and putting his mouth close to the boy's ear.
"You and Ryuichi, was it only a kiss?"
Shuichi could feel Yuki's warm breath on his cheek as he comprehended the question.
"Yes." He said finally, taking Yuki's hand in his own. "Yes, I promise you that. What about you, Yuki? With Tohma?"
"Nothing… at least while I was conscious," Yuki answered, furrowing his brow as if in thought. Shuichi sighed with relief.
"Well that's a good thing!" He breathed. Yuki didn't answer, but began pulling Shuichi towards the open door.
"Hold on, I still need to get dressed!" Shuichi protested, But Yuki continued to drag him on into the bedroom.
Suddenly, and in such a way it caught Shuichi completely by surprise, Yuki spun around and held him with a kiss. He ran his hands along Shuichi's light framed, his back, ass, thighs. Shuichi felt himself being lifted up, his back shoved against the wall with Yuki's crotch hard beneath his jeans and pressing against Shuichi's naked stomach. Shuichi sighed with love and eager anticipation of what was to come.