Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation. Whoever does is very lucky.
Summary: I don't feel like giving one, but I wanna apologize to everyone that has this on alert, that they had to wait so long... I'm sorry/deep bow.
Chappie three
Suguru arrived at Sakano's wornout old hose. It wasn't a tradional Japanese house, but rather had a victorian sense of "smell" around it. Clampering up the short stair that led to the front door, he looked around nervously. It seemed like Sakano was slightly drunk from the phone call they had shared. He was actually hoping that the stuck up man was drunk, very drunk... Drunk enough to not notice if someone pulled him onto a bed and tore his clothes off.
Lost in this fantasy, Suguru didn't notice the door opening and a policeman stepping out on the porch. The other man raised a queer eyebrow at the young man who gazed giddy into thin air, muttering to himself.
"Alex, I think this kid is in shock or some-"
Sakano appeared in the doorway to slap a hand over the policaman's mouth. "Shhh, no one knows my birthname..." Sakano peeked at Suguru to see if the teen had overheard something. But Suguru just giggled sweetly at an imaginary Sakano who were stumbling around in his fantasy, desperatly looking for his glasses.
"Anou, Fujisaki-san?" Sakano patted Suguru's shoulder, before leading him inside. He gestured to the policeman to take a seat and have another onigiri.
"Yatta! You know I love your cooking Al- erm, I mean Sakano-kun!"
This seemed to wake Suguru. He looked around, eager to find out more about one of the most mysterious men in his life. (He used to live with Tohma, so no secrets there.. riiight..) Catching the eye of the policeman, he rose quickly from his seat in the couch. "I-I'm not going back there!" Turning to Sakano, he whined about how Sakano-san could have betrayed him and hand him over to the police!?
"Calm down Fuji- (insert angry glare from Suguru) Ah, Suguru-kun, but I haven't called the police, this man is a friend of mine." He stuttered the last words as the other man's eyebrow went up yet again. He sent a pleading look to the man and sat down to ease Suguru's nerves.
Suguru stared at the policeman, Policeman-san stared back. Suguru stared some more and Policeman-san snickered and took another bite off his onigiri.
"Friend? You have a piloce officer as a friend?" He know he sounded doubtful, but hell, he was doubtfull at this point. Wiggling over to sit closer to Sakano, he gave the older man the puppydogeyes. "I thought we were going to be alone... To be together.." He faked a sniffle, but a bang behind him made him jump. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Policeman-san glare a hole in Suguru's back.
"You two?! Be together!?"
Sakano sensed the upcoming argument and tried to guide the conversation into more friendlier terms. "Anou, Suguru-kun, I haven't properly introduced my friend have I?"
A growl from both men made his nerves jump again. Getting up, he moved to sit inbetween them. Looking sternly at Suguru, Sakano cleared his throat.
"Suguru-kun.. I haven't been honest. This isn't my friend, he is my lover and his name is Austien Puppet. Austien, this is my former student Suguru Fujisaki." He exhaled as the questions started to hail over him.
"Sakano, how can this man be your lover?! You can clearly see that he is a gaijin and just plain dumb!" Suguru bellowed and grabbed onto Sakano and to try and shake some sense into the older man. Suddenly, the teen halted in his rambling. Austien had gotten to his feet and released Sakano from Suguru's deadly grip. The keyboardist then shook his head slowly, as if something was dawning on him.
Not feeling to be left out any longer, the policeman spoke up as well. (great, more idiots..) "Al- I mean, Sakano-kun, are you gonna let this kid waltz right over you? Listen kid! I may be from another counrty... But you will respect me just as any other!"
"As if! Sakano, are you really sleeping with this idiot?!"
"Yes I am! And you will be quiet for just second so that I may gather my thoughts Suguru-san!" Sakano hollered over the noise in his usual quiet livingroom. Seeing that he was getting the reaction he wanted, he calmed himself down. "Suguru, I know that I have behaved wrongly, not telling you about Austien, but I felt it was the right thing to do. After all, we all know how hot-headed you get when things don't go your way..." He sighed and slumped back down on the couch.
The other two had followed his example and were staring down at their shoes. This made Sakano feel a little uncomfortable. "Anou, I didn't mean to sound so rough, but I have a major headache and-"
Suguru jumped to his feet. "Headache? Let me get you some asprin!" He hurried towards the bathroom.
Unable to stop him, Sakano just jammed a pillow over his head to block out the scream that followed.
"You had sex in your bathroom!!? How undecent!! I wanna do that too!"
XxXxX
Shuichi looked at the door. It was a nice wodden door with a fake gold handle on it. A sigh with sloppy wrighting was visible on the center of it. A nice welcome matt too. Shuichi liked buying stuff for Yuki and his appartment. But there was something different about this door now... It was locked and the lock itself had been changed.
"Yuki...?" He tried quietly first to see if maybe he had the wrong door and someone had simply bought the same accories as he had. Maybe they had a guy in their appartment with the same sloppy wrighting as his...
He rang the doorbell. Could Yuki have heard the song? Impossible, he kept as far away from the studio as humanly possibe without taking a bus first. "Yuki, are you in there?" He rang the doorbell twice this time and heard someone walk around inside. So Yuki was atleast at home. That made Shuichi feel better. A hand turned the lock on the other side of the door and Yuki's face appeared in the small crack that opened itself.
"Oh, it's just you." He muttered and closed the door to take the safetychain off. Opening the door to it's full, he smiled embarressed at Shuchi. "Sorry about changing the locks. Seguchi wouldn't stop pestering me and eventually he copied our key."
'"Our key." He said; "Our key."' Shuchi blushed and allowed himself to step inside. Maybe Yuki had just had a bad day when Shuichi had called and that's had been why he had been so rude on the phone. He grinned at the blonde. "Wanna go out for oden?"
Yuki stared at the singer for a second, wondering what part of "I don't like to eat out, I hate it" that Shuichi didn't understand. "No, you can go by yourself then.." He turned and went back inside the house. And here he had prepared a full four course meal for the little shrimp. Why did he even bother?
Stepping off his shoes, Shuichi did however smell the food that was cooking and apologised about asking. Why should they go out when Yuki was such a great cook.
"Flatter will get you nowhere punk, eat your food and get out. Don't you have songs and stuff to write?"
"Nah, K gave me the rest of the day off, so I wanted to spend it with you!" Shuichi poured himself some soup and picked up a slice of bread and started buttering it.
"Hmm, I'm going to New York again in a week. You wanna tale time off and come with me?"
Shuichi choked on the bread and died right there. The end. (XD)
Yuki sweatdropped and smacked Shuichi on his back until the bread came back up. "Why do you allways overreact?" He fiddled with Shuichi's hair after making sure the singer was breathing normally again.
After enjoying the fiddling, Shuichi straightned up. "Gomen Yuki-kun. I guess I'm still not used to the two of us being so much closer now." He peeked around nervously. "I still expect Seguchi-san to jump out and shot me dead in the head!" He pretended to faint and hoped it would lighten the mood.
"Hmm." Was all the response he got.
They sat there munching for a while longer before Yuki opened his mouth to speak again. Sadly, he was interupted by K crashing in throught the window and landing on their kitchentable. Unfaced by this, Yuki stared calmly at the American.
"Shindou, there is an emergency!!" The tall blond threw off a few shot at the celling. Upstairs, they had to dance the cancan to avoid the shots.
Shuichi jumped up from his seat and stared swearing. "K I don't have the time! Don't you see that I'm having a super-romantic-once-in-a-lifetime-dinner with Yuki!!" He threw his bowl of soup at the crazed man.
K took the time to taste the strange liquid that had landed in his hair. "Mmmm, tasty soup. As allway Yuki-san, your cooking is unsurpassed! Ahahaha!!"
The blond novelist just slinked out the door. He had just lost his apetite, again...
The singer felt defeated seeing his lover slink away, so he decided to take it out on the nearest person. "K, I'm gonna kill you one day!" He launched himself the other man ans started beating him up the best he could. The american just looked down at the chibi who were biting his ankles and tilted his head. "Shuichi, don't you want to know the emergency?"
The chibi looked up. "Not really, but ok." He then resumed his biting.
K scratched his neck and dropped the bomb. (figurativly speaking) "Fujisaki is missing. Apperently he hasn't gone home yet and he isn't at his school either.."
"Rrrgh, who cares about that stuffed up little brat anyways?"
"You did today when he showed you hhis inner feelings."
Shuichi stoped biting and looked up again. "Feelings, when?"
"In that song he showed you. Songs are always very special, you said so yourself." K grinned down and picked the smaller man up as if he was nothing but a paperbag full of lunch.
"Well, I guess they are, but honestly, can't Seguchi keep track on his own cousin?"
"Their not cousins..."
"Nani, not?" The singer freed himself and looked at the blond. "Their not? Wait, who isen't?"
K sighed and shot Shuichi square in the head. "Shachou and the cute keyboardist of yours!"
Yuki growled from the doorway. "Don't you dare shoot my lover in the head again, or I'll cut your balls off, fry them in oil and make you eat them." He huffed and collected Shuichi from the ground. "On what pitifull and crazed plantet are they not cousins? I've know Seguchi basicly all my life, he doesn't have chidren of his own. The dude's as queer as a guy like him can be." He walked out into the livingroom and placed the bloodied mess formely known as his lover, on the couch.
Smiling coyly, the american slinked up next to him. "I just have this theory."
Yuki groaned and went to get some bandages and an icepack.
"Just listen too it! Tohma is anti-favoring Suguru so we won't notice!" K placed his hands on his hips and looked down at the other blond who was doing his best to wake Shuichi back up again.
Shuichi stared at the blonde in disbelief... "You're crazy.. And I wanna lie down.. " Placing a hand to his wounded forehead, the singer slouched more than usual in the comfy couch and wave a hand at K to make him leave.
Not the one to let this get him down, K left them inorder to find Sakano-san that always listened to his ideas, (listening, meening that he kept his mouth shut at gunpoint) and headed out the door.
TBC I really dont like this story anymore... brb another time..
