Disclaimer: Gravitation isn't mine... shame, really.
Pairings: SS/SR (implied) & SS/YE.
Keep in mind that English is not my first language. It's not beta'd (but if any of you volunteers, I'd be a very happy girl) so learn to live with it for now. On a second note, it's completely understandable that most of this does not make any sense at all...
This takes place before 'A Broken Promise'... Had to write something for English. I was listening to 'Remy Zero - Fair' and this came up. I'm not very happy with it, though, but it'll have to do (for now xD)
R&R
But you're alive!
Well, it's only fallen frames,
They told me.
- Fair (Remy Zero).
Shattered
A loud knock on the bathroomdoor. Shuichi swallowed, looked over his shoulder and then knelt down between the pieces of the broken mirror.
Who am I to decide what breaks and what does not? I am no better than you, am I...
"Shuichi! What are you doing!"
"Nothing, nothing, just an accident!" Shuichi called back, gathering the pieces together. He winced when he cut himself, then threw everything in a bag.
Someone tried to open the door and in shock, Shuichi looked up at the white door.
White. Whitewhitewhite – red?
It made him feel dizzy, it made him see stars. He clutched the bag tighter to his chest, only to drop it in pain.
Dripping – is that me? What's going on?
"Damn it, Shuichi, I'm going to kick open the bloody door if –"
Don't!
But before Shuichi could even open his mouth, everything went black.
Shit.
-/\-
Pouding. There was so much pounding, it made his head hurt. He tried to open his eyes, only to clamp them together once more because of the brightness of the room.
The whiteness... white, again.
"Oh, Shuichi, idiot boy," a voice murmured, lovingly with a trace of sadness. There was a sound of shifted sheets, maybe curtains, and Shuichi, hoping for the latter, opened his eyes again slowly.
He blinked, adjusting to the dimmed light quickly. "Why?" he croaked, suddenly seeing the blond mop of hair.
There was a sad grin, but it vanished almost as quickly as it came. "You tell me, you moron. What did you do?"
I was hoping for the 'how are you feeling?' to be honest, but I guess it's OK to skip that part.
Shuichi snorted. "The mirror broke."
"The mirror broke," the blonde repeated sceptical. "And why did it break?"
Shuichi looked away in shame.
Because it lied to me. It showed me someone that's not me – not anymore.
Because I'm ashamed to be the person I saw.
Because I could not stand looking at him – me? – anymore.
Because I saw not only me, but you too in that mirror.
"I don't know," he whispered, looking at his lover again. "I honestly don't," he lied smoothly.
And why can't you see I'm lying? You used to see it when my mouth sprouted twisted forms of reality. Am I getting better or are you losing your grip on your cold side? Are we switching places?
He wanted to cry, to make Eiri Yuki finally see, but of course, it did not happen. Maybe never would, but a guy could dream, right? Shuichi sighed and sat upright, leaning against the white pillow.
The blonde smirked, like he knew, and said: "I know."
You don't! Like you do not know I'm loving not only you, but some other guy too.
"You can see your bratty friends tomorrow. We can go home in the morning, but right now you have to rest."
Shuichi tried to smile, ignoring the part about his friends. "We?"
Eiri nodded, taking Shuichi's hand and breaking his lover's heart even more with it. He smiled. "Yes, we."
Who am I cheating?
A few tears made their way down to Shuichi's chin, even more when Eiri pulled him in a tight hug, holding him close.
"Thank you," Shuichi sobbed brokenly, the reality of his nightly adventures crushing down on him. Even though Eiri did not, and his own eyesight was becoming misty because of the tears, Shuichi could see it clearly now.
If it's not Eiri, not Ryuichi, then probably...
A kiss on his forehead. "I love you, you brat."
Then probably it's me.
So what if you catch me,
Where would we land?
- Fair (Remy Zero).
R&R
