Here's part 2!
Slowly Shuichi moved around on the bed, feeling around for a source of warmth. Rolling around, he opened his eyes to look around.
"Honey," Shuichi called out as he rubbed his eyes. Slowly he crawled to the end of the bed and slipped into his wheel chair. Stifling a yawn, Shuichi rolled the chair in to the hallway. "Eiri," he said as he rolled into the office.
Turning in the chair, Eiri looked at the teen. "Go take a bath and brush your teeth," he said as he turned back to the computer.
Shuichi looked down as he rolled towards the blond. "Na Eiri…You've been working hard lately. Can I get anything for you my love?"
"Just go bathe," Eiri said as he kept typing.
Silently Shuichi looked at the ring that rested on his right ring finger. It had been close to six months and the man had made no more comments about it. He had barely even spoken to the teen since his last doctor's appointment.
That's when he was told there could be ways to fix his legs. He would be able to walk again as if nothing had happened.
The problem was that he had no medical that would cover the operations. Eiri had been edgy since the appointment. He had already paid so many of the medical bills, but they were stacking up; piling on each other.
Slowly Shuichi rolled the chair out of the room. It was Eiri who first brought up Shuichi being able to move his legs. One night when he crawled into bed, after Shuichi had gone to sleep, he saw what he didn't expect. Shuichi's toes were folded together.
For a person who was said to not have any control over his body from mid-thigh down, he was getting around good. He was even able to hold he legs bent at his knee so long as someone helped him bend them.
Shuichi turned on the water and let it fill the tub. He watched as the water got to the line Eiri had marked then reached to turn off the flow. Carefully he took off his clothes and crawled into the warm water.
This is how it had been for the last months. He would bathe alone, sleep alone, eat alone, everything alone. It hurt that his lover didn't want to be with him. It hurt that his lover didn't want to look at him.
It hurt even more that his lover avoided him.
"Shuichi, I'm going out," Eiri said from the door way. "Don't drown," he yelled over his shoulder as he walked out of the bedroom.
Looking down, Shuichi poked his privets. "He hates me, doesn't he," he whispered. He laid his head back and stared at the ceiling. "Eiri," he yelled, hoping the man was still there.
The silence in the apartment was too much. He lowered deeper in the water and started crying. "I hate this…this is all too much," he cried.
After a while, he drained the tub and got back in his chair. It took a while, but finally he was dressed and rolling through the apartment.
Shuichi rolled into the kitchen and started to look for something to eat. With a sigh, he pulled the phone off the counter and dialed Hiro's number. "Hey Hiro, can you bring me something to eat? Eiri didn't leave anything within my reach."
"Give me a little bit. What are you in the mood for?"
Shuichi moved his head around a bit as he hummed. "Noodles please."
Hiro laughed on the other end. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes," he said as he hung up on his end.
Turning, Shuichi headed into the living room. "Eiri, when did you get back," he asked when he saw the blond.
Eiri glared at him, narrowing his eyes. "Calling over your boyfriend?"
He bit his lower lip. "I thought you were gone, Eiri. I can't reach the cupboards where you put everything. I'm sorry, I'll call Hiro and tell him not to come here," he said as he headed for a different cordless phone.
Eiri walked over to the teen, and yanked him up by his hair. "That's enough of this fucking act, Shuichi."
"Ow Eiri," Shuichi cried as he clawed at his hands. "Let go Eiri," he screamed.
Jerking back, he pulled Shuichi from the chair and let the teen fall to the floor. "I'm tired of your damn acting," he yelled as he watched the teen squirm on the floor. "Stop with this damn 'I'm hurt, help me' bull shit," he said as he walked towards the kitchen.
Shuichi covered his head. "You're drunk Hun," he cried as he sat up. "Please calm down," he said as he tried to get back into his chair. He froze when he saw the chair go flying. "Eiri, please calm down…you're scaring me," Shuichi said as he looked up at the blond.
"I want you out…out of my apartment, out of my life, and out of my damn pockets," he said as he walked towards the couch. "Have your boyfriend take you to his place and stay the fuck out of my life," he said as he opened a can of beer.
Carefully Shuichi moved across the floor, using his hands to move to his lover. Tears streamed down his face as he got closer. "Eiri please talk to me. What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? What the hell kind of question is that? You are nothing but a fucking fake! I'm not going to let you take my fucking money anymore," he said as he kicked Shuichi away.
Shuichi rolled onto his back and started crying. Blood was leaking from his nose and tears from his eyes. "What did I do wrong," he cried as he tried to curl into a ball. It wasn't going to happen; his legs still wouldn't comply. "It hurts so much."
Eiri rolled his eyes as he stood. "Stop crying you baby," he said as he headed back into his office.
Shuichi lay on the floor, finally rolling over on the hardwood floor. Blood started to pool under him as he stared at it.
The sound of the door opening made him start crying.
"Shit, Shuichi," Hiro called out as he ran to his friend's side. "What happened, Shu," he asked as he ran to pick up the tossed wheel chair.
Shuichi sat up slowly. "Please just get me out of here," he cried. "Hiro please," he said as his friend helped him into the chair.
"Shuichi, tell me what's wrong," Hiro whispered as he wiped away some of the blood. "What happened to you?"
Eiri leaned on the wall. "Get him out of my apartment," he said calmly.
Standing, Hiro turned to the blond. He narrowed his eyes as he grabbed Shuichi's hand. "Mr. Yuki…."
"Get the lying whore out of my life," he said as if it was everyday language.
Shuichi started balling. "Why do you hate me so much," he yelled.
Rolling his eyes, Eiri walked over to the teen. He grabbed Shuichi's right wrist and tore off the ring. "Get out," he said before walking back to his office and slamming the door.
…
Hiro leaned in the door way of his bedroom. Secretly he had wanted his best friend for a long time, but he had long since settled for their third band mate.
But now he had the teen, in his bed no less. Problem was he wouldn't do anything to hurt Shuichi. It wasn't possible for him to.
"Stop staring at me," Shuichi said as he pulled the blanket over his head.
Smiling, he sat on the bed. "Do you want anything, Shu," he asked as he ran his fingers through Shuichi's pink locks.
"I'm fine," he whispered as he rolled over. "I just…Hiro," he said as he sat up. "If Eiri comes here, will you please let me talk to him? I need to talk to him about this morning."
There was silence in the room. Pulling the teen close, Hiro pulled Shuichi back onto the bed. "You can do better, Shu. That jerk can go suck himself," he whispered as he kissed his friends lips. Carefully he crawled on top of Shuichi and kept kissing him.
Shuichi's eyes shut as he tried to pull away. "Hiro, don't," he said as he turned his head. "I love Eiri, don't do this Hiro."
"Stop calling for that jerk, Shu. He doesn't love you," he said as he started to lick Shuichi's neck. "I promise I'll take care of you," Hiro said as he kissed the bottom of the burn on the right side of the former singers face. "I promise I won't treat you like that jerk."
Tears started flowing from his eyes. "Hiro stop, please," he cried as he closed his eyes tight. "Please…I don't want this," he whispered. When he felt he was finally free, he took a deep breath before trying to curl into a ball again.
"Shuichi, I'm sorry," Hiro said as he stood. "I…I'm really sorry," he said as he walked out of the room. He closed the door, and leaned back on it as Shuichi's cries became louder.
"Hiro," Suguru said as he walked down the hallway.
Nodding, he wrapped his arms around the keyboardist. "Come on, let's go cook some dinner," he said as he pulled the younger towards the kitchen. "What should we have," he asked as they walked into the kitchen.
Suguru wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist. Silently he sat his head on Hiro's arm. "Hiro, I'd rather go to bed with you…I'm not hungry anyways," he whispered.
Hiro leaned his head back. Yeah he loved Suguru, but he was still underage. And with Tohma breathing down his neck, he wasn't about to take Suguru yet. Granted they had played around, but he refused to go all the way again. Not after the mess that was made last time.
But having them both under the same roof wasn't helping. He wanted to hold them both at once and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
Slowly Suguru pulled away and sat at the table. "You still want Shuichi," he asked as he looked down. "You're eyes and pants tell the whole story," he said as tears slipped from his eyes.
Hiro looked at the younger with scared eyes. "That's not…Suguru, I love you," he said as he pulled his lover close. "I'm sorry about all of this. I just…he's my best friend, Suguru."
There was silence between the two for a bit. Slowly Suguru slipped out of the chair and headed towards his bedroom. "I'm going to go to sleep early," he whispered as he closed the door.
"Suguru," Hiro called out as he ran to the bedroom door. "Suguru, open the door babe," he said through the door when he realized it was locked. "Suguru, please don't do this…I don't want you mad at me," he said calmly. When he got no reply, he banged his head on the door lightly. "Killed two friendships in the same hour," Hiro said as he walked towards the living room.
Shuichi slowly rolled into the hallway and looked up at his friend. "I'm not mad at you, Hiro. I just…I love Eiri, even if he is upset with me."
Hiro nodded as he kneeled next to Shuichi. "I'm sorry, Shu," he said as he kissed Shuichi's hair. "Sure you don't want anything? Eat…drink?"
Nodding, he looked at Hiro. "Can I have something to munch on? Nothing big…just a snack."
"Suguru said he was going to bed…so I'll go ahead and make dinner now. If he wants to eat later, he can," Hiro said as he stood straight. "Come on," he said as he pushed the chair towards the kitchen. "So what should be we have," he asked with a smile.
Shuichi hummed. "Anything is fine," he said with a smile.
…
Eiri stared into the mirror in his bathroom. Bags under his eyes were growing every minute. The constant alcohol wasn't helping at all. It had even ruined his relationship with his lover…his Shuichi.
Opening the marker, he started writing on the mirror. 'Shuichi, I love you and I'm sorry. Please get better,' he wrote before looking down at the counter. The collection of pill bottles his therapist had assigned sat below him.
"I'm sorry Shuichi," he said as he opened the bottles. He pulled out three from all seven bottles and took a deep breath. He got some water and took a quick drink when he heard the phone start ringing.
He waited while the answering machine picked up. "Eiri…it's…Shuichi. Would you please talk to me…please," he cried. "Please Eiri, I love you. Don't hate me," he said as the message ended.
Eiri took a deep breath again. He had decided this was best for them both. With the money from his insurance, Shuichi would be set for life. Plus all the money from book sales of his new and old ones…the teen would be fine.
He lifted the collection of pills to his mouth when he heard the sound of a door opening. "Bro, you in here," Tatsuha called out from the door way. "Whoa what's that smell," he said, coughing.
"Eiri, are you home," Tohma called out.
"Go away," he yelled out as he slipped the pills into his mouth. With his left hand he picked up the cup of water and swallowed.
The sound of the two running through the apartment came as Eiri closed his eyes. He wasn't sure how long it would take for the pills to kick in…he hoped it would be soon.
Tohma opened the bathroom door and looked at Eiri. "There you are," Tohma said as he reached out for his brother in law. "You look like hell…when was the last time you slept?"
Slowly he turned to Tohma. "I don't want you here," he said as he narrowed his eyes.
The President of NG Productions was about to comment when he saw the writing on the mirror. "Where is Mr. Shindou, Eiri," he asked as Tatsuha walked up behind him.
"Shuichi's gone; I kicked him out," Eiri said as he wobbled around a bit. Finally he sat down, his head spinning.
"Bro, you alright," Tatsuha said as he sat next to him. "You look like you were hit by a bus," he mumbled.
Eiri's eyes closed as he fell sideways.
"Eiri," both Tohma and Tatsuha yelled. Turning to look around, Tohma noticed all the open pill bottles. "Tatsuha, run to the kitchen and get salt…I think he over dosed," he said as he grabbed the cup.
Tatsuha nodded as he sprinted out of the room.
Tohma kneeled next to the younger and cleared his tears. "Eiri, hold on," he said as he checked the man's pulse. "Hang in there Eiri," he said as Tatsuha returned. "Grab the phone and call for help," he said as he poured some of the salt into the water. "Wait, forget that. Help me here."
"Make up your mind," Tatsuha said as he rolled his eyes. When he saw Tohma pour the water down his brother's throat, he was confused. "Tohma…" he watched the reaction on Eiri's face.
"Get him to the bathtub," Tohma called out.
Carefully Tatsuha leaned his brother over the tub, confused until he saw the man vomit. "What the hell…"
Tohma pulled out his phone as he stood. After a few seconds he hung up. "Paramedics are on the way," he said as he closed the phone.
Tatsuha rubbed the back of his neck. "What the hell is with him," he mumbled. "Swear the last time I saw him he wasn't suicidal…moody as always, but not suicidal."
"I wonder if…" he paused when he heard the phone ringing. Quietly he walked into the bedroom where a cordless was kept. "Uesugi residence," he said into the phone.
"Mr. Seguchi…I want to talk to Eiri," Shuichi said on the other end.
Tohma turned to his brother in laws. "Mr. Shindou, where are you," he said softly.
Shuichi took a second to answer. "I'm at Hiro's apartment with Suguru…please, can I talk to Eiri?"
He watched as Tatsuha poured more salt water down the novelist throat. "Mr. Shindou, this is my final warning to you. Get out of Eiri's life," he said as he ended the call.
"That was harsh," Tatsuha mumbled as he brother vomited again. He rubbed his brothers back as the phone started to ring again. He looked up to see Tohma toss it on the bed.
The coughing from Eiri averted both their attention back to him. "What the hell," Eiri mumbled as he sat back.
Tohma kneeled next to him, running his fingers to fix the blond stands. "It's all right, Eiri. Paramedics are on the way," he said as he rubbed the novelists back. "I love you, Eiri."
Eiri pushed the blond away. "Let me die," he whispered.
"Bro," Tatsuha called as he moved next to him. "Think about Shuichi…you love the kid."
"That's why I want to die…I hurt him," he whispered.
Tatsuha thought a moment. "You hurt him once…he forgave you. He called here just a bit ago wanting to talk to you," he said as he pointed at the bedroom.
Eiri smiled. "I know…I heard his message," he said as he covered his face.
"Message?" Standing, Tatsuha ran into the bedroom and grabbed the phone. He was surprised to notice there was a pending message. Holding the phone to his ear, he listened to the words. "Eiri, don't hurt Shuichi again. The kid cries when you aren't home, you know that?"
Soft golden eyes looked up at Tatsuha as the raven haired teen came eye level to him. "He always cries."
He shook his head. "I came over to your place a few weeks ago but you weren't here. I heard crying, so I checked on Shuichi. Through his tear filled eyes, he saw me and thought I was you. When I told him I wasn't, it was almost like his dreams were crushed.
"Personally, I don't like having to break his heart. The kid wants you and no one else. If you kill yourself, who's going to tell him? I sure as hell won't."
Tears had fallen from Eiri's eyes, leaving a trail. "What have I done," he said as he leaned his head back. "Tats, call Shuichi. Ask him to come here."
"No Eiri, you need to go to the Hospital now," Tohma said softly. "You need to get the rest of those drugs out of your system."
Eiri shook his head. "Shuichi is more important than my health…I need to make sure he's not hurt."
Tohma looked away. "I'm putting my foot down. You need to go to the Hospital."
"Hey, don't worry Bro. I'll go get Shuichi and I'll bring him to the Hospital while you're getting assisted. I promise to bring him to you so you can talk," he said as the paramedics finally ran in.
…
Silently Shuichi stared at the phone in his hands. He wanted to talk to Eiri, but Tohma didn't want them together again. He closed his eyes as he rolled towards the window.
"Shu," Hiro whispered.
He leaned his head back. "Tohma hates me," he said as a tear slipped down his face. "I want Eiri," he cried.
Hiro was about to comment when the sound of someone knocking on the door stopped him.
Suguru walked out of his room and headed towards the door. "Yes," he said as he opened it. "Oh, Tatsuha…why are you here?"
"I'm here to take Shuichi to the Hospital," he said as he walked in. "Come on," he said when he saw the teen.
"But why," Shuichi asked as he turned the chair.
Tatsuha looked away. "Eiri wants you," he mumbled.
"N-no…what happened to him," Shuichi cried as he gripped the phone.
Tatsuha sighed. "He tried to kill himself. Tohma and I got there just in time to help him, but he really wants you now."
Shuichi nodded as he handed Hiro the phone. "I'm sorry Hiro," he said as he started towards the teen.
"Shuichi, just be careful," Hiro said as he walked over to Suguru. "Promise me that."
…
"This is reverse…you should be in this damn bed," Eiri groaned as he looked at Shuichi. He knew Tatsuha would keep his word, but he didn't think the former singer would be here that fast. "Would you stop crying," he added as he eyed Shuichi.
Carefully he wiped his eyes. "I'm sorry Eiri…I almost lost you yesterday. I can't help but cry," he said as he rested his head on the blonds' bed. "Please don't hate me anymore."
Eiri sighed. "It was the new medicine, Shu. It made me edgy," he mumbled. "I flushed it all after you left."
Shuichi nodded. "When you go home, can I go with you? Please?"
"I want you to be honest with me, Shuichi. Can you move your legs?"
"No," he replied as he started to cry. "I'm sorry Eiri, I'm trying but I can't. I want to be able to move, for you. I want you to have sex with me like you used to but…"
Eiri lifted his left arm and ran his fingers through Shuichi's hair. "It's alright, brat. I love you just the same," he mumbled. "Where's Tatsuha at? He can put you on this bed," he said as he rubbed his head with his right hand.
"Tatsuha went to go get us something to drink…he should be back in a second," Shuichi said as he lifted his head. He grabbed his lovers hand and started sucking on the pointer finger.
"Ahh…don't do that," Eiri moaned. "Damn Shu, stop sucking me," he pant as he closed his eyes. "Damn I hate your mouth…get up here you little tease," he ordered.
Shuichi smiled as he let his lovers land go. "I'm a tease? Have you seen that hard-on forming under your blanket?"
Eiri narrowed his eyes as his little brother finally walked in. "About time. Get this little brat on my bed so I can fuck him," he said as Tatsuha shut the door.
"Hey now, doc's said no sex until all those drugs are out of your system. You could crash and no one wants you to do that," he said as he handed Shuichi a can of pop. "But if Shuichi needs someone to take care of him, then I can find an empty room."
"Don't you dare, Tats; I'll kick your ass to the moon if you do," he said as he reached for Shuichi's hands. "Help him onto my lap now," he ordered. "I want my brat."
Shuichi blushed as he looked at the soda. Setting the can on the floor, he grabbed the side of the bed. Carefully he pulled himself up and grabbed his lover's side to assist him. "Eiri," he whispered as the blond grabbed his arms. Giggling Shuichi pulled himself up to his novelists face. "I love you," he said as he kissed Eiri's chin.
Happily Eiri wrapped his arms around the former singer. Reaching down, he grabbed Shuichi's butt and pulled up. "This is mine," he said softly as he kissed Shuichi's lips. "Help me out and suck me, brat," he said with a smile.
Sitting up straight, he looked at Tatsuha. "Hey Tatsuha, I know you look like my love, but you aren't…so shoo," he said as he flicked his wrist at the teen.
Tatsuha rolled his eyes. "Fine, don't listen to the doctors. Don't blame me if you get stuck here longer," he mumbled as he walked out of the room.
Carefully Shuichi scooted back across his lover, applying pressure to his lover's appendage.
"Oh fuck," Eiri cried as he tossed his head back. "Shuichi, play with my dick please," he begged.
Shuichi smiled. He had his lover begging under him. This was one of the few times he had control over him. "Don't order me around, Eiri," he whispered as he reached under the blankets. "This time, you're mine," he said with a soft smile. Licking his lips, he looked around. "Close your eyes," he whispered.
He closed his eyes as he thought about what his little deviant might do. All the thoughts made him relax, but he was confused when he felt the teen moving around on top of him. Shuichi was moving all over the place, applying pressure like he was leaning over.
Finally Eiri opened his eyes to look at Shuichi. "What are you doing," he mumbled.
Shuichi's hands were behind his back. "I'm not a whore, Eiri. I'm not going to play your booty call just because you took too many sleeping pills," he said as the pulled his hands around.
His face went white. "Shuichi…you're not my booty call…I wouldn't do that to you. I love you, dork," he said frantically. "Please put the gun down."
Shuichi's face faltered. "I hate you, Eiri Uesugi," he said as he pointed the gun at the blond.
Without thinking, Eiri reached forward and grabbed the gun. They fought with it for a minute until Shuichi smiled. Eiri's eyes went wide as the gun tilted and fired. He froze with fear when Shuichi fell backwards, blood covering them both.
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"SHUICHI," Eiri yelled as he shot forward. Breathing hard, he covered his face, not sure what was going on.
A nurse ran in and looked at him. "Mr. Uesugi, are you alright?"
He looked around frantically, still breathing hard. Quickly he moved around the blankets, looking for any spots of blood. "Shuichi…where is he?"
She tiled her head a bit. "Mr. Uesugi, lie back down please. You still need to rest," she said softly.
"Where is he?"
Shaking her head, she reached in a drawer and pulled out a syringe. "Visiting hours are over, Mr. Uesugi. Mr. Shindou went home to rest," she said as she pushed the needle into a tube from Eiri's arm. "I'm giving you a sedative; you need to rest."
He shook his head. "No, I need Shuichi. I need to know he's alright…I need to apologize."
"You need to sleep; don't fight the medicine."
Eiri felt hot tears run down his face as they closed. "No please," he cried as he went to sleep.
…
Rolling his head around, Eiri slowly opened his eyes. Breathing hard, he looked around through blurry eyes.
"Eiri, you're awake," Tohma said from the side of his bed. "Thank goodness," he said as he pulled out his phone. "Mika, Eiri's awake if you want to come down," he said softly into the phone. "Alright, I'll see you soon," he said as he hung up the phone. Silently he kissed Eiri's forehead.
Closing his eyes, he pulled away from Tohma. "Give me your phone," he mumbled.
Tohma handed it over and waited to see what the novelist would do. "Eiri…something wrong?"
Eiri carefully dialed the phone number of his lover's best friend. He waited for the man to answer. "Nakano, where's Shuichi," he said, still groggy.
"With your brother," Hiro said on the other end. "Tatsuha took Shuichi to your place and is helping him out while you are in the Hospital."
He ended the call right there. Scrolling through the contacts, he knew his brother in law had the house phone as a contact. It wouldn't surprise him if there was digital hearts next to his name either.
"Eiri, relax. You just woke up…why don't you rest a bit longer," Tohma whispered as he fixed the blond strands on Eiri's face.
"Fuck off," he replied as he smacked Tohma's hand. Finally he found the number and held the phone to his ear. "Tats, let me talk to Shuichi," he said plainly.
"Kids asleep Bro. He was crying all night…your beds sopping wet from his tears," Tatsuha replied as he hid a yawn.
Eiri closed his eyes as he heard his brother walking through the apartment. "Just hold the phone to his ear…I don't care if he's awake or not."
Nodding Tatsuha headed towards the master bedroom. Walking to the bed, he sat on the edge while he found the older teen's ear. "Here he is," he said before holding the device to Shuichi's ear.
"Shuichi, I love you so much babe. Please don't forget that; remember, you have my heart. Hell, you have my whole body. I won't take it away from you again. Please don't be mad at me, I don't care if you never forgive me. Please Shuichi, I really, really love you. Your rings in my desk in my office…top right drawer," he said as he started to choke on his tears.
Shuichi started to giggle. "I love you too, Eiri. I'll try to get to the Hospital as soon as I can," he said softly. "Why did you call me out of the blue babe? You should be sleeping," he said as he took the phone from the younger teen.
Eiri laughed on the other end. "Yeah I know. How about you come here and sleep next to me," he said before freezing. "Wait, don't say anything yet. Shuichi, I love you so much it's not even funny. I love that you love me. Please understand that I'm not trying to degrade you, I just want you next to me."
Sitting up, Shuichi yawned. "I know that. I'll be there as soon as I can be," he said softly. He moved the microphone of the phone from his mouth. "Tatsuha, can we go to the Hospital please," he called out. "I want to see Eiri."
"Gaw, why can't I sleep," he yelled back.
Shuichi shook his head as he looked around. "If you take me to the Hospital, you can come back here and sleep."
Eiri laughed when he heard the moan from his brother on his end. "Give him one of that Sakuma's shirts you have. He'll do whatever you want then," he said as he closed his eyes.
"But their mine," Shuichi cried as he sighed. "Tatsuha, I'll give you one of Ryuichi's stage outfits if you take me there," he called out.
In no time flat Tatsuha was in the bedroom. "Tell Eiri we'll be there in 5 minutes."
"It's a fifteen minute drive and I still have to get dressed," Shuichi mumbled.
"Don't wreck my car," Eiri called out. "I'll see you in a bit, Shu," he said softly.
Shuichi sighed. "I love you, Eiri. I'll see you when I get to you," he said as he hung up. "Tatsuha, get out of your brother's closet…the clothes aren't in there."
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Happily Shuichi rolled into the Hospital room. He smiled when he saw his lover was still awake.
"Took you long enough," Eiri mumbled. "Damn it, get in this bed. I've been waiting for you so I could go back to sleep."
Shuichi started to laugh. He rolled to the bedside and licked his lips. "Good thing Tatsuha wouldn't let me get dressed. How do I get into your bed this time?"
Eiri looked away. "Hey, don't act like that. I want you in my bed because I love you. You aren't…you aren't just a booty call. You're my fiancé and please remember that."
"Get me on your bed, jerk," he said with a giggle. He grabbed his lover's hands as he was pulled onto the bed. Carefully he fixed his legs so he was lying next to the man. Happily he nuzzled between Eiri's arm and side. "I love my Eiri," he whispered as he looked at the ring on his right hand. "And this is the proof of our love."
Silently Eiri kissed his teens head. "I'm sorry I yelled at you and called you a whore. It's just…all the damn bills were getting to me."
Shuichi looked up with soft violet eyes. "I'll stop asking to go to the doctor unless I really need to."
"No Shu, don't think like that," he whispered. "I want you back to normal…happy with yourself again. Not like money is really a big problem," he said softly.
They were silent. Eiri wasn't sure how long it had been before he looked down and noticed Shuichi was asleep in his arms. It was a rare treat for him, holding the man he loved more than anything.
Carefully he pulled Shuichi closer, so the pink hair was resting in the middle of his chest. Slowly he wrapped his arms around the teen, just happy to be with him.
"Eiri," Mika whispered as she walked in. "Is he asleep?"
He nodded. "Just stay quiet and he won't hear us," he whispered as he kissed Shuichi's hair. "So what do you want?"
Mika walked over to the seat next to Eiri's bed. "How are you feeling, Eiri," she asked softly.
"I'm fine…just happy to be with this brat," he replied as he rubbed Shuichi's butt. "Hey Mika, keep your husband away from us until all this is over, alright? I don't want him yelling at Shuichi anymore…blaming him for what I do to myself."
She nodded. "Alright, I'll try. You know I can't do much to stop him."
Eiri looked at his lover and held him close. "I just want this kid to be happy, you know? Just like your little brats, I don't want my little one hurt."
Mika smiled as she pulled out her phone. "Eiri, I know you want Shuichi to be safe. But so you know, Tohma still loves the hell out of you. He wanted to name our son after you." Carefully she wiped her eyes of the tears. "My husband is in love with my little brother…he looks at me like I'm not good enough."
Eiri tossed his head back. "Don't start crying, I get enough of that from him. I guess I'll talk to Tohma about it all."
"About what Eiri," Tohma asked as he walked in. He set a dozen red roses in a vase at the end of the bed. Looking up, he glared at Shuichi then smiled at Eiri. "How are you doing?"
"Tohma, go home," Eiri replied as he ran his fingers through his lovers hair. "Go take care of your kid and your wife," he said as he narrowed his eyes. "Stay out of my life."
Tohma's face turned surprised. "Eiri I'm just trying to help you. I don't want to see you hurt again."
He started to laugh. "You told Shuichi to stay out of my life. You thought I was out cold but I could still hear everything you said to him. Just because you don't like him, doesn't mean you can control my life."
Mika bit her lower lip. "Eiri, calm down or else you'll wake Shuichi."
"This kid will sleep through anything. Mika, take your husband out of here and keep him away from me and my brat," he said as the computers connected to him started to go off.
"Eiri calm down, please," Mika yelled as she lunged at the bed.
Tohma froze. "Eiri…."
"Get out," Eiri yelled. "Get the fuck out of my room."
A nurse ran in, straight to the computer. "You will all have to leave…and get this kid off the bed," she said as she reset the screen.
Eiri glared at her. "Fuck off. I'm not letting him go," he said as he kissed Shuichi's head. "Now, Tohma, get out," he ordered.
"Eiri please," he said as he stepped towards the bed.
Shuichi sat up and scratched his head. Slowly he looked around all of the people around him. "Eiri, what's going on? Why is everyone yelling," he whispered as he rubbed his head on Eiri's chest.
"Nothing Shu, Tohma was just leaving," he replied as he glared at the company president.
Shaking his head, Tohma walked out of the room, Mika on his heels. "Tohma, wait."
Shuichi kissed Eiri's lips. "I love you, Eiri," he whispered. "Are you alright?"
Eiri pulled Shuichi on top of himself and started kissing his lips. He carefully split his lover's legs over his pelvis. "Come on cutie," he whispered.
"Mr. Uesugi, your guest has to leave…and you can't have sex in the Hospital," the nurse said as she stood at the bed side.
"No, I love Eiri," Shuichi cried out as he ran his fingers down his lover's chest. "You just want my Eiri for yourself."
The woman rolled her eyes. Reaching up, she grabbed Shuichi by the arm pits and pulled. "Come on," she said sternly.
Eiri watched as Shuichi fell to the floor when the woman let go. "Shu, you alright," he called out.
The nurse went white when she saw his left leg turned backwards at the knee. "Oh my god…I'm so sorry," she cried as she kneeled next to him. "Mr. Shindou, are you alright…"
Shuichi felt tears dripped form his eyes. "Why…why does my leg hurt…Eiri, it hurts," he cried as he straightened out his leg. "I don't get it. Why does my leg hurt Eiri," he screamed.
She looked up at Eiri confused.
"He shouldn't be able to feel his legs at all," Eiri said as he tried to reach for Shuichi. "Grab my hand Shu. Squeeze as long as you need to; until the pain is gone."
Quickly she ran into the hallway. "I need a morphine drip, leg board, and a bed in here; now," she yelled.
…
There was silence in the room they shared. Neither of them wanted to say anything after what had happened. Finally Shuichi broke the silence.
"My leg itches. It won't stop," he cried as he tried to scratch his knee through the cast. "Damn it, why are you way over there," he cried.
Eiri smiled as he turned to look at his lover. He hated that he was stuck in a different bed, but that wasn't going to stop him. Slowly he crawled out of his bed, and climbed onto Shuichi's. "Stop whining, Shu," he whispered as he licked Shuichi's face.
Happily Shuichi closed his eyes as the tongue got closer. "I love you, Eiri," he said as he grabbed the man's face and kissed his lips. "Least we get to share a room."
"That's only so the Hospital doesn't have to flip the bill for a privet room," Eiri mumbled as he kissed Shuichi's head. "Damn it. You wearing this skimpy little Hospital gown make me want tear it off you so much."
Shuichi smiled as he leaned back. "I'm not stopping you," he said as he kissed Eiri's hand.
Happily Eiri stared to kiss Shuichi's neck. Slowly his left hand found its way to his lover's boxers before he stopped. "Have to be kidding me," he said as he pulled away. He noted Shuichi's surprised look as he pushed back the blanket. As he lifted the gown, he grabbed the top of the boxers and pulled. "You have a fucking cafeter in," he moaned.
He was confused. "I don't get it…what does that matter?"
With a sigh he laid down. "Moron. You can't get a hard on. As hard as we want, you'll never release."
Shuichi's eyes rolled back. "I want you to release me though," he whispered. "I want you shoved up my ass. Would you please find something to make me release?"
Slowly Eiri went over to his bed. As he crawled back into the bed, he closed his eyes. "Get me out of this damn Hospital," he yelled. "I want to be able to have sex with my singer and sleep in my own damn bed!"
Shuichi started to laugh as fixed his outfit. As he lay there, he stared at his lover. "You know sexy, you could give me a show and try to get me off."
"Or I could just shove my dick down your throat and make you suck it for the next hour. But there are things I won't do if you can't enjoy it too." He turned to look at his idiot. "Just relax, brat. When I go home I'm taking you with me, I don't care what doctors say. And personally, I have no plans to be here longer than I have to be."
Shuichi nodded as he sat up. "Come here and take this thing out of me, Eiri," he said as he rubbed the burn on the right side of his face. "I don't like it."
"You have to keep it in, Shu. That way you don't have to be carried to use the bathroom," Eiri mumbled as the doctor walked in.
The man had both charts in hand as he reached for the curtain that would split the room. "Time for your exam, Mr. Shindou," he said as he started to close the cloth.
Eiri sat up and glared at the man. "Leave that damn thing open," he ordered.
"This is for Mr. Shindou's privacy, Mr. Uesugi," the man mumbled as he pulled is all the way.
Standing, Eiri walked over to his lover's bed and sat at the side. Softly he kissed Shuichi's lips before sitting back up. "He's mine."
The doctor sighed. "I'm not gay, Mr. Uesugi. I'm just looking out for my patient's mental wellbeing. Now if you will excuse us," he said as he read over the charts again.
Eiri sighed as he kissed Shuichi's temple.
"Its fine, babe. I've been alone with a lot of doctors and nothing's happened yet," he said with a smile. "Plus you're right there."
Nodding he got off the bed and went back to his. "Hey doc, will you pull that damn cafeter out of him? I'll carry him to the bathroom whenever he needs to go."
"Not going to happen," the man said softly. "Alright Mr. Shindou, you're doing fine. Tomorrow we'll clear you for discharge," he said as he wrote something down. He promptly pushed the screen back, allowing Eiri to have full view of the teen. "Mr. Uesugi, you will be fine to go tomorrow as well so long as you keep your numbers under check. No alarms tonight," he said as he reset the computers.
…
The room was silent as Eiri walked in from the bathroom. As he got to the end of the bed, he stared down at Shuichi who was already playing with himself through his pink boxers. Licking his lips, he crawled up the teen to give him what they both desired.
"Eiri," Shuichi whispered as the blond nipped at his growing bulge. As he laid his head back, he combed his fingers through the perfect blond strands. "Stop playing with me."
Smiling Eiri pulled the pink cloth down and off the teen. "So beautiful," he whispered as he started to suck his lover's cock.
Shuichi felt like he was melting. No one knew how to tend to him like his Eiri and that was just how he liked it. "Son of a…Eiri, please fuck me," he whispered. "Fuck me like you never have before."
He couldn't help but laugh as he felt his idiot's body spasm. "Hush brat, your ruining the mood."
"But I want you in me."
"What makes you think I'm ready to shove my cock into your tight ass," he said as he licked Shuichi's face, traveling up the burn. "You're a little over cooked for me," he joked before kissed the younger's lips.
Leaning back, he grabbed a pillow and bit down. The torment Eiri put him through was too much, but he wasn't ready to release.
It was never any fun when he released first.
…
"Can I take this off yet," Shuichi mumbled as he poked at the cast. "It really itches."
Looking over from across the table, Eiri set his cup down. "No Shuichi. I've told you already, you have to keep it on until your knee is better."
The sound of him banging his head on the table echoed off the walls. "I hate it. I want to sing again. I want to go perform. I want out of this damn chair!"
Standing up, he walked over to the former singer. "Cry baby," he said as he picked up his frail lover. Carefully he carried the teen into the living room where they would have more space. "Don't apply too much pressure to the cast," he whispered as he tried to balance Shuichi on his own two feet.
"Ah, Eiri…I can't hold myself up," he said as he gripped his lover's arms. "Don't let me go."
"Don't you trust me a little," Eiri mumbled. "Okay, try to hold still."
Shuichi closed his eyes as he pressed his head into Eiri's chest. "Don't let me go, please," he whispered.
Eiri smiled. "Hey babe, you're doing fine," he whispered. "You are standing with my help," he added. "Don't cry on me or I'll drop you, brat."
"I'm not crying," he mumbled. "I'm taking in your scent," Shuichi said as he looked up. "I'm happy that you care so much about me, Eiri."
He rolled his eyes. "Would you stop being so sappy? Look down."
Slowly Shuichi did as told and smiled. "I'm standing again…Eiri…I love you," he cried. "I love you Eiri," he said as he kissed the novelists neck. "I know you wont let me go, that's why I love you so much."
"Okay I get it," Eiri mumbled. Carefully he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a remote. Pointing it at the stereo, he pushed play. "How about a privet performance just for me?"
Shuichi smiled as he started singing the song since there were no words on the CD. Happily he sang, reaching up to kiss Eiri's lips whenever he could.
Once the song was over, they both sat on the floor where Eiri pulled Shuichi onto his lap as if protecting him. "Thank you for that, Shu."
He thought for a minute. "Eiri, you and me are perfect for each other. I mean, we both have our faults and we love each other because of them. I think if we were with anyone else, the relationship would crash and burn…jumping between lovers weekly."
"Nightly for me," Eiri added before kissing the pinks locks. "Maybe you're right for once. Maybe we are perfect for each other…but let's not go and try that out, okay? I'm not losing you again."
Shuichi closed his eyes. "I don't want you sleeping with other people either, Eiri. I love…."
Looking down, he noticed Shuichi had fallen asleep. A smile graced his face as he carefully laid on the floor. "Rest Shu," he whispered. "I promise to be here when you wake up."
There, done.