Author's Note:
Wow.. An inspiration for this chapter came to me out of nowhere XD (well, had the beginning written for a while but still.. XP)
I was just simply doing my cosplay stuffs, making a wig cap, thinking random thoughts.. Then I thought about the fics I still have to finish.. And this one.. And suddenly BAM! Had to get out my phone and write everything down... Except that it turned into writing the actual fic.. XP
Heh..
Disclaimer: Again, I don't own Gravitation, it belongs to the one and only... Maki Murakami! :D And since my ID doesn't say "Maki Murakami", I am not her... -.-
So here it is!
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Chapter Two
Day 1. - Tuesday
When he woke up, Eiri saw that Shuichi was already gone to work. He reluctantly got up and shuffled to the kitchen to get something to eat. This day was no different than any other and he spent it typing away at his laptop. He saved his work again at the usual time, just before hearing the front door slam open and a loud "Tadaimaaaa Yukiii!" from the hall. The sound of the door being slammed closed and running footsteps followed, next he got glomped by his little lover. "Ne, Yukii! I had such a great day down at the studio! Today's Tuesday so we've only got 10 days until the break! Isn't that great?" As the young singer continued babbling on about his day, Yuki got up to refill his coffee mug and make some dinner. Shuichi followed closely behind.
In the kitchen, the boy jumped onto a barstool at a counter and asked "So how was your day, Yuki?"
"Fine." The novelist grumbled and searched for a pot to cook some pasta in.
"I can't wait until the break! Are we going right away or a few days after the break starts?"
"Going where?"
"To England!"
The novelist paused for a moment. 'Oh yeah...' He knew he'd forgotten about something... "Don't get your hopes up, brat." He told him.
"Yuukiii! Don't be mean! And I'm gonna win for sure. So you'd better prepare yourself because we're going to Great Britain!" He was bouncing excitedly on the stool, trying to contain his growing excitement at the prospect of spending two wonderful weeks away on a holiday with his loved one.
Eiri scoffed and ignored the brat's daydreaming. "Stop bouncing like that, you'll break the stool or you'll fall off and break your neck – and I don't want to have to call an ambulance for you."
"I won't fall!" Shuichi argued but stopped his energetic bouncing.
Day 2. - Wednesday
"Tadaiimaaa Yukiii!" The loud singer yelled and glomped his grumpy writer. As always, he rambled on about his day at work as Eiri made dinner, paying little attention to his lover's pointless babbling.
After they've eaten, and cleaned up, Shuichi went into the living room to watch some TV and Yuki went back to his study.
Day 3. - Thursday
After dinner, Yuki joined his lover in the living room – his novel was almost finished so he could afford to relax a bit – and they watched a movie Shuichi had rented. For some reason, they did that most Thursday nights now. It was an adventure movie, not romance or horror, as Eiri had hoped – not because he liked romantic movies but because they always got Shuichi in the mood by the end and the singer hadn't once slipped in their little bet. Yet...
Instead, they watched some kiddies movie called "The Last Airbender" and apparently, it was an American live action of some anime he liked because it had the exact opposite effect of romance movies on Shuichi – he ended up fuming and screaming cuss words at the TV. It was pretty amusing, actually.
Day 4. - Friday
'Shit.' Eiri thought, getting under the bed covers. It was Friday already. The end of. And if Shuichi didn't lose the bet by Monday, Yuki would have to go all the way to Britain with him. Well.. It's not that he'd mind it so much to take the brat on a small holiday. He just really, really hated losing... He'd just have to take matters into his own hands then. The rules of their bet never said anything about Yuki seducing Shuichi... An evil grin appeared on the writer's lips as he formulated a plan of action that was sure to bring about Shuichi's downfall.
Day 5. - Saturday
Shuichi came home exhausted from the long day at work, glad that it was weekend already and he could have a sleep-in tomorrow morning. Or afternoon. He called out his usual greeting to Yuki, and headed for the writer's study. He noticed it was pretty hot in the house for some reason. He opened the door to Yuki's study and stopped at the sight before him – Yuki was sprawled out in his chair, half lying in it, away from his desk, with his white dress shirt open and hanging off his arms, leaving his chest and shoulders bare. He was trying to cool himself down with a traditional folding fan in his right hand. Shuichi noticed that this room was really hot, it was scorching!
"Why is it so hot in the house? It's not even 30 degrees outside..."
"For some reason, the air conditioning and heating is fucked up and it's really hot almost everywhere in the house..." He explained.
"Almost?"
"Yeah, my study, living room, hall, kitchen, etc... I opened up the windows everywhere but only the bathrooms and bedroom have cooled down..."
"Oh..." Shuichi wasn't really listening so he didn't notice anything odd or suspicious about this situation. He was too busy admiring his lover's well sculpted pale chest and thinking how good it would feel to run his hands over it... 'God, he looks so hot like that... No! Shuichi! You can't give in! Don't think about it! Remember that trip to England you'll get if you win! Don't think about how hot and terribly sexy Yuki looks lying in his chair like that, with his shirt hanging on his elbows... Mmmm... I wanna rip that shirt off of him, free him completely, and then get rid of those hot-looking pants... Isn't he roasting in them?... And that beautiful chest... So warm to the touch... How good would it feel to run my hands through those silky smooth blond hair... And just to touch that warm, hard-looking chest and feel how soft the muscle is on the surface...And how amazing it would feel to kiss those sweaty, slightly parted lips... God, he looks so fucking hot right now-' "I'm gonna go make myself a sandwich bye!" Shuichi yelled and bolted from the room at full speed so he wouldn't decide to just give up on the trip and jump on Yuki to have a long night of hot, sweaty man sex with him "NO! Stop that! Aaaarrgghhh! Yuki Eiri, why do you have to torture me so?" He shouted at the heavens. He took out a glass and filled it with water. 'It's hot. I need ice.' He opened the freezer compartment full of ice, knelt down to get a few frozen cubes and landed his head in the large plastic box full of frozen ice cubes.
"What are you doing?" Yuki's voice called out from behind him. Afraid of what would happen if he looked at the writer, Shuichi didn't move. It felt good to just sit there with his head surrounded by icy cubes of frozen water. Though it was starting to get pretty cold.
Yuki chuckled inwardly – he never would have expected to get a reaction like this from the singer. When Shuichi came into his study, was studying his bare chest lustfully and started getting red in the face, Yuki thought he had already won the bet and was pretty surprised when his lover fled so fast. But no matter, the plan was working well enough. He'll have Shuichi begging by the end of the night without a problem.
He reached down and grabbed Shuichi by the hair to pull his head out of the freezer. "Get out, I don't want your spit on the ice cubes in my drinks." When he pulled the boy's head out though, He saw that he'll have to throw all the ice out and probably clean out the drawer. Because there was red liquid poured all over the cubes. Eiri could tell the source of the bloody mess just by looking at Shuichi's face. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger, exasperated. 'I drove him to it. I drove him to it. I drove him to it. I knew what could happen and I still went ahead, it's not his fault...' Yuki was trying to calm himself down so as not to strangle the boy standing in front of him with blood smeared all over his face and the front of his shirt. "Go. Go clean up before I kill you. Then clean out the ice cubes compartment. Throw them all out and clean out the box." He said with forced calm. Maybe it wasn't going to be as easy as he'd first thought? When Shuichi came back with his face all clean, Yuki decided to attack from a different angle. He'd use a more direct approach. He turned on the kitchen tap and splashed some water on his face and neck to cool down his hot body. Of course he made sure Shuichi had a very good view of his profile. He ran his right hand through his damp golden hair and sighed deeply. He looked to the left at Shuichi and told him in that voice he knew always turned him on, "It's too hot here. I'm done all my work for today so I'm going to the bedroom to cool down a bit. Come join me if you want, Shu-chan." He added suggestively, then left before Shuichi could get his mind to compose a coherent reply. 'Heh... Come on to the bedroom, Shu-chan. I'll be waiting for you...' He thought with an evil smirk.
'Oh no...' Shuichi thought, wanting to cry. 'I can't believe it! And he said I wouldn't last! That horny bastard! Wraaagghh! I can't go to the bedroom! I know I'll give in! But I wanna go to Englaaaaand!' He panicked and started hyperventilating. Maybe it wasn't worth it? Maybe he didn't really have to go to England? 'NO! That's not FAIR! How the fuck am I supposed to resist when he's acting like that? But I will resist! I'll show him!' He was now determined to prove to Eiri that he couldn't seduce him! No matter what he tried in the bedroom, Shuichi wouldn't fall for it! So he went to the living room to watch some TV and wait for Yuki to fall asleep...
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It was unbearably hot in the living room and Shuichi's sweaty arms and neck stuck to the leather couch he was sitting on. Well, more like lying. He was panting softly and his sticky shirt was clinging uncomfortably to him. He heaved his upper body to sit upright with an effort and checked the clock. He wanted to take off the drenched garment real badly but he just knew that if he walked into the bedroom like that, without his shirt on, Eiri would call it trying to seduce him and he'd lose that damn bet. It was ten o'clock. Shuichi sighed with relief. He lasted so long in this heat! There's no way Eiri would stay up so late just to torture him! 'Tomorrow's Sunday though so I'll have to be careful... maybe I should wake up early and go to Hiro's or something?' Since he always slept in on Sundays and there was a possibility of Yuki waking up before him and then tormenting him, Shuichi needed to figure out a way to get out of the house before that.
Yawning, the young man made his way sleepily to the bedroom. 'Hopefully, Eiri wasn't lying and it really is cooler there...' He opened the door and stepped inside to be met by a pleasantly cool wave of air coming from the electric fan. 'Wait! An electric fan?' Wide awake now, Shuichi opened his eyes to see that there were three- no, four. Four electric fans were stationed around the room, working quietly to cool it down. 'Why didn't he use those damn fans in his office or the living room? He really WAS trying to seduce me!' Then his eyes drifted towards their bed. And the most unusual sight he has ever had the chance to see. The lights in the room were dimmed and there were a few candles lit away from the breeze the fans produced. And Eiri Yuki was lying on the bed on his side, his right arm was bent at the elbow and his hand provided support for his head, cupping the side of his face. His left arm was lying limply on his side and his body from the waist down was covered by a deep red, almost brown, silky sheet. A very thin sheet that left very little room for imagination. He was wearing a black tie and a seductive smile was pasted on his full lips. There were red and pink rose petals strewn about on the bed and on the floor, forming a path to the bed. The sight was breathtaking to Shuichi. On top of that, the Nittle Grasper song 'Please Help Me' was playing in the background, quietly enough to not disrupt the mood yet loudly enough to be heard. He just stood there, no coherent thought in his confused and beyond surprised mind and stared at his lover. His first instinct was to get on the bed, push Yuki on his back and kiss him. But his feet were glued to the floor because somewhere, in some small, forgotten and almost inactive part of his brain, Shuichi knew that there was a reason why he couldn't do that. He stood like that for a good ten minutes and Eiri's smile faded into a glare.
"Well, don't just stand there like that. Come on over." He said, not harshly but not softly either. "I've been waiting for you, Shu-chan."
Shuichi's legs seemed to move of their own accord. His right foot stepped forward, crushing some of the rose petals in the process and releasing their sweet scent. His left foot followed soon after. He was getting closer and closer to the bed and his sex god lying down on it. He was almost there. He could feel how soft the silky covers really were as his legs involuntarily moved and bumped against the knee-high bed. He knelt on top of the dark sheet and his face neared Eiri's lips. Almost there, in a few mere seconds his lips would connect with Yuki's. And he would lose the bet. Suddenly, it seemed the spell that was put on him weakened and ultimately diffused entirely. His limbs were now free, he regained control over them. His eyes were wide with the shock of what he was about to do, the days of hard work he was about to throw away on a whim. He jumped back just before their lips made contact. Shuichi gasped and pointed an accusatory finger at Yuki.
"YOU! You're trying to seduce me! That's against the rules! The rules said, no seducing allowed!"
Seeing that the moment was lost and spell broken, Eiri sat up on the bed and corrected the singer, "No, your side of the rules said that you can't seduce. We never said anything about my seducing you."
"T-That-!" Shuichi sank as he realized that the older man was right. "That's NOT FAIR!" He shouted. "That's not fair! You shouldn't be allowed to seduce too! You're cheating! I win!"
"No, I'm not cheating. You said that you'd last without sex. No one ever said that life was fair. You have to last until Monday without sex and I can seduce you all I want."
"T-That-That-is That-s not- Aaaagghhh! How could you! How am I supposed to win if you're cheating like that!" Shuichi screamed. He couldn't let all his hard work be for nothing! He had to win this bet! And he'd win it even if Yuki wanted to be a stinky cheater! When he finally calmed down enough to think rationally, Shuichi asked "But how did you think of all this?" He gestured around the room. "You're a romance novelist but you never did anything romantic for me... Especially not something like this..." He said in wonder. If only they didn't have the stupid bet...
"I googled it. I never had to write a story where one of my characters would have to seduce his partner like this so I went to googled and typed 'How to seduce my girlfriend'. Though there were a lot more tips on seducing wives..."
". . ."
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"I'll still win this bet... I won't let you break me... You're coming to England with me..."
"Like hell I am. Come on, Shu, don't you want to just have some fun with me? Do you remember how good my touch can feel against your skin?" He asked, renewing his attempts at seducing his boyfriend.
Before Shuichi could change his mind, he ran out of the room, screaming. "NOOooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Author's Note: XP
Well... The ending was unexpected.. -O.O-
Had to get inside Shuichi's perverted mind... XD
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I'm on an updating roll! :D
XP
It was kinda really long too... XD
Sorry about that XD
And yes, I did google it... XD most of the tips and stuff were boring and really not for them though... =.=
So Shuichi has to last all of Sunday and Monday morning. Can he? Now that Yuki found a flaw in their 'rules' and decided to use it to his advantage?
Please review to let me know what you think! :3
And thank you for reading! ^.^
