Author: Amanda [ fallen ]
Pairing: Yuki/Shuichi
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of it's characters, although I wish I did...
Note:This fic involved male to male relationships. Although, if you're in the gravi section you should know that...
I felt like posting this spurr of the moment. I don't really like the begining because it's so sudden. There was supposed to be like a sentance or something before the first words..I'm not making sense anymore am I? Was I ever? I'm tired. I think I need sleep...
I have other parts of this story but I'd rather post them as short chapters. And this is pretty short I gotta say...
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"I can't do this anymore."
Yuki recoiled as if he'd been slapped, but he said nothing, golden eyes not betraying a hint of emotion. "It's not working. And it's killing me." There were no tears. That was what scared Yuki. Shuichi always cried. His emotions were always plain to read on his face. Today they weren't. And he was terrified. There was a finality to Shuichi's words. A glint in his eyes that he'd never seen before. Shuichi smiled an empty smile and walked to the door.
Yuki was breaking. "Goodbye, Yuki." The door softly clicked shut. And the apartment was silent.
Outside Yuki's door Shuichi collapsed, allowing the tears to leak out. He sobbed quietly, not wanting to alarm Yuki. Yuki was free. That was hard. Shuichi's fingers gripped the floor. Really hard. And Yuki hadn't cared. He hadn't bat an eyelash. The bastard.
BANG!
Shuichi jumped as something hit the apartment door. Was Yuki in trouble? Was he hurt? Shuichi pressed his ear to the door.
"Goddamn it." Yuki yelled. Shuichi swallowed. There was thump. There was silence. There was a sob. "Goddamn it..." Yuki said once more brokenly. Shuichi listened in disbelief. Was...was Yuki crying? He heard the unmistakable sound of someone choking on tears. His heart broke. Maybe he should....maybe he should....his hand hesitantly brushed the doorknob.
[ I haven't cried in over six years. ] He would get a headache. Yuki never used to cry...until he met me. He makes me cry. But I make him cry too. And it's worse for him. I cry everyday. But Yuki... He forced himself to let go of the doorknob. Yuki was strong. He would be fine. He would be pissed and reach for his cigarettes. Shuichi smiled grimly and patted his pockets. [ No cigarettes tonight koi. ] He walked away, footsteps echoing behind him.
And he didn't look back.
Pairing: Yuki/Shuichi
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of it's characters, although I wish I did...
Note:This fic involved male to male relationships. Although, if you're in the gravi section you should know that...
I felt like posting this spurr of the moment. I don't really like the begining because it's so sudden. There was supposed to be like a sentance or something before the first words..I'm not making sense anymore am I? Was I ever? I'm tired. I think I need sleep...
I have other parts of this story but I'd rather post them as short chapters. And this is pretty short I gotta say...
[ blah ] = italics
____________________________________________________________________
"I can't do this anymore."
Yuki recoiled as if he'd been slapped, but he said nothing, golden eyes not betraying a hint of emotion. "It's not working. And it's killing me." There were no tears. That was what scared Yuki. Shuichi always cried. His emotions were always plain to read on his face. Today they weren't. And he was terrified. There was a finality to Shuichi's words. A glint in his eyes that he'd never seen before. Shuichi smiled an empty smile and walked to the door.
Yuki was breaking. "Goodbye, Yuki." The door softly clicked shut. And the apartment was silent.
Outside Yuki's door Shuichi collapsed, allowing the tears to leak out. He sobbed quietly, not wanting to alarm Yuki. Yuki was free. That was hard. Shuichi's fingers gripped the floor. Really hard. And Yuki hadn't cared. He hadn't bat an eyelash. The bastard.
BANG!
Shuichi jumped as something hit the apartment door. Was Yuki in trouble? Was he hurt? Shuichi pressed his ear to the door.
"Goddamn it." Yuki yelled. Shuichi swallowed. There was thump. There was silence. There was a sob. "Goddamn it..." Yuki said once more brokenly. Shuichi listened in disbelief. Was...was Yuki crying? He heard the unmistakable sound of someone choking on tears. His heart broke. Maybe he should....maybe he should....his hand hesitantly brushed the doorknob.
[ I haven't cried in over six years. ] He would get a headache. Yuki never used to cry...until he met me. He makes me cry. But I make him cry too. And it's worse for him. I cry everyday. But Yuki... He forced himself to let go of the doorknob. Yuki was strong. He would be fine. He would be pissed and reach for his cigarettes. Shuichi smiled grimly and patted his pockets. [ No cigarettes tonight koi. ] He walked away, footsteps echoing behind him.
And he didn't look back.