this has been editeded and changed a little
Koi shiteru: I love you, as in a question or as in the feelings aren't returned
Ai shiteru: I love you
when i do the ( : D ) thing it means that i am paying homeage to the creator of a line or phrase or idea that i got
Ch. 1 Tears of an Angel
He shivered. God it's so cold out here. The boy smirked; he knew that no matter how cold it got out here, the man he called his lover would always be colder.
Perhaps Yuki will be nicer to me next time. The small treacherous voice that always insisted on telling the absolute truth snickered at him. Yeah right you know that man is never going to change. Shut up what do you know about hi…
Shuichi stopped and realized that he was taking to himself. He shook his head and slowly pulled himself off of the ground, wincing when his stiff muscles protested.
He paused. He thought he had heard a knock on his door. When there was no following noise Hiro went back to playing his guitar. He paused again; this time there was a definite knock when he paused. Hiro set his guitar down and answered the door.
Now who would be coming over this early in the morning? He asked himself, already knowing the answer. He opened the door to be greeted by none other than his pink-haired baka of a singer. "Oh, hi Hiro. I was wondering if I could stay with you." Shuichi said, just a little too cheerily.
"Yuki kicked you out again didn't he?" the only answer he got was a dark shadow that passed briefly over his best friends face. "Come in and tell me what happened." Hiro said, heading into his apartment, Shuichi silently followed shivering from the cold morning air.
When they were both inside Hiro asked Shuichi if he wanted something to eat or drink. Shuichi just shook his head in response. Hiro shrugged and left the room telling Shuichi that he was going to get him something warmer to wear.
"Now, why don't you tell me what that jackasses excuse was for kicking you out this time." Hiro said as he sat down next to Shuichi. "But Hiro, he didn't kick me out and don't call him names!" Shuichi said, his eyes going wide and tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
Hiro hugged the boy "You can't keep living like this Shu, its going to end up breaking you!" Hiro said pulling away from him and wiped the pink-haired boy's eyes. "I know Hiro, I just can't give up though, 'no matter how dark the tunnel may be, there is always light at the end' so I can't stop hoping that maybe Yuki will be nice to me someday." Shuichi said, tears falling freely from his eyes. "Sh… sh… hush now… it'll be ok…" Hiro held Shuichi against him, and comforted him until he fell asleep.
It's time I took matters into my own hands. Hiro thought as he laid Shuichi into his bed. Shuichi just sighed and curled up under the blankets. "Yu…ki…" he mumbled as Hiro left the room. "Sweet dreams, Shu-chan"
The blond took a deep sigh as he sat down in front of his laptop. Finally I can get something done now that the brat is gone. He thought as he waited for the computer to warm up. 'Welcome Mr. Yuki' the computer said once he put his password in.
As the laptop warmed up Yuki went and got a can of beer. He was just sitting down when there was a knock on his door. What the fuck! He got up; ready to kill whoever had interrupted his peace and quiet. When the door opened his anger only increased.
"He's not here, he's at a friends house" Yuki growled to the guitarist. "Well I think I know that you idiot!" Hiro growled back. This took the novelist by surprise, which is exactly what Hiro was wanting. Hiro grabbed Yuki's shirt collar and yanked him into the cold morning air.
"Shu cries himself to sleep every night and cuts himself because he can't stand this loneliness and if you'd have taken even half a second to care about him then he might still have a will to live!" Hiro yelled at Yuki angrily.
Yuki just stared at Hiro with surprise written all over his face. This only pissed Hiro off more because that meant that he had been right in believing Yuki knew nothing of Shuichi's activities.
The next thing Yuki knew there was a sharp stinging pain in his cheek and a red hand-shaped welt was appearing. The guitarist was turning back to his motorcycle.
"You can't deserve to be with an angel like Shu. In fact you deserve to rot in hell!" Hiro shouted back as he put on his helmet and sped off.
"There you are! I've been looking all over for you, you stupid brat!" Yuki said as he approached the pink-haired singer.
"But Yuki! Me an' Hiro decided that we wanted to have some drinks after work. I tried to get a hold of you, but you weren't home an' your cell phone was turned off!" Shuichi whined.
"Shut up! I never gave you permission to go drinking either!" Yuki yelled and grabbed Shuichi's wrist and started to drag him out of the dance club.
"But Yuki, I wanted to have some fun and I know that you'd never have taken me out. So Hiro said that he'd take me out!" Shuichi whined, vainly trying to free his wrist from Yuki's grasp.
"Shut up!" Yuki yelled and yanked Shuichi's wrist "Ow! Yuki stop it your hurting me, Yuki please your really hurting me!" Shuichi cried.
Yuki then released Shuichi's wrist only to slap him across the face. "I thought I told you to shut up!" Yuki growled, and shoved Shuichi into his Mercedes and locked the door before he could get out.
The drive home was silent. "Come on brat." Yuki said as he pulled Shuichi out of the car. "Ow." Shuichi mumbled without emotion and winced at the pain in his arm. The rest of the night was a blur.
The only he could distinctly remember was Yuki fucking him senseless as his throat went raw with unheard pleas and cries of pain.
'Shu,
I went to do some shopping and will be home in a little,
Hiro'
Hn. Your best friend wants to die and you go shopping? Some best friend! Shuichi got up and went to the fridge to see if there was anything to eat, major disappointment. He must have gone grocery shopping.
Sighing, Shuichi sat down on the couch to wait. After half an hour Shuichi got bored and turned on the TV, hoping that there would be something interesting on. Once he was sure that he had passed all the channels at least five times he turned off the TV and rolled onto his back.
Man, is Hiro ever going to get back? I hope he didn't get into a wreck. Shuichi turned and knocked on the wooden table to ward off the evils he'd mentioned (: D) and decided to stay like that until Hiro got home.
"Shu, I'm back!" Hiro called as he took off his shoes. "Shu!" Hiro called, getting worried when there was no response. "Shuichi!" He yelled, running to his bedroom. "Shu, where are you! Please answer me!" Hiro called a deep pain burning in his heart as he frantically went from his bedroom to bathroom, bathroom to kitchen.
"Where are you?" Hiro cried in despair, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Hiro? Why are you crying?" Hiro looked up to see perfectly violet eyes looking at him curiously.
"Shu! Where were you? I was so worried; I thought you'd left. I thought you might've committed suicide." Hiro cried and hugged Shuichi to make sure that he was real.
"Oh Hiro. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you so. Don't worry, as long as your here I still have a reason to live." Shuichi whispered the last part. Hiro looked at Shuichi with surprise.
Where did that come from? Shuichi wondered. It took a few minutes for Shuichi's words to sink into them both.
Once realization kicked in, their lips met in between and they shared a soft chaste kiss. "Koi shiteru?" Hiro asked him. " Hai, ai shiteru, Hiro… I'm sorry." Shuichi whispered. "Oh honey, what are you sorry for?" Hiro asked as he gently pulled Shuichi into his embrace. "For hurting you, worrying you, and most importantly, for denying my feelings for you for so long." Shuichi said into Hiro's chest. "Baby, don't worry about that. The most important thing is that you finally did admit it to yourself, and to me." Hiro said as he picked Shuichi up and walked towards the living room.
"Where were you anyway?" Hiro asked as he sat down, Shuichi still in his arms. "Right here." Shuichi mumbled as he drifted off to sleep.
awwww how cute, they shared their first kiss
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