AN: Hello peoples! It's me Tara, the most retarded author in the world!!!!!!! Anyway, to do my disclaimer today is… (Drum roll) YUKI EIRI!!!!!!!!!!!
Tara: Hi Yuki-san and welcome to my pointless drivel!
Yuki: How the fuck did I get here?
Tara: I kidnapped you! You don't remember because I knocked you out! Mwahahahahahahahaha!
Yuki: -glares evil death stare-
Tara: What you don't want to do my disclaimer?
Yuki: Bitch please! –Walks away-
Tara: -cries- fine I'll do it myself, –sniff- like always!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation or the characters in it, just the tears that fall from my face… and a box of cookies! Yay cookies!
The vivid morning light hit his wary eyes and he winced from the stunning illumination. His body was sore all over, yet he couldn't remember why. As his eyes adjusted he noticed the silhouette of a small man knelling over what looked like a pill of sticks.
"Yuki! You're awake!!!!!" the pink haired boy screamed as he tackled the author.
He flinched, "Agh, not so hard, you damn brat." Yuki scolded in a raspy voice.
"Oh," he said backing away. "I'm sorry Yuki…"
"That's all right."
"No." Shuichi sobbed out. "Not that… I mean for… I-I-I… I did this to you!"
Yuki looked at the pitifully sobbing boy. "What're you crying for? I'm alive right?" He touched his face. "So quit your belling aching, we've more important things to, nnnng, worry about." He declared standing up.
Shuichi looked to his lover with concern. "Y-Yuki, are you sure you're okay?"
Ignoring the question Yuki walked over to the pile of debris created by Shu. "What're you trying to do here?"
"Huh?" he asked wiping tears from his eyes. "Oh, I was trying to light a fire with your lighter… It didn't work." He showed Yuki the lighter.
"Well, of course not," he teased taking the lighter from Shuichi. "The fluid's probably all watered down." He shook the contents inside of the tiny box.
Shuichi looked to Yuki, concern written all over his face. "We still need a fire. For a signal or something…"
Yuki stared at him seeing his discomfort. "Yeah, I know." He looked around as if answers were going to just jump out at him. Then realizing an element that he'd over looked, he took off his shoes and unthreaded the laces.
"Yuki," came a small voice. "What're you doing?" He crept closer to his lover.
He looked to the tear stained face of his companion. "Do you remember my… 8th book?" he asked standing up.
Shuichi had to think for a moment. "Um… a… Yeah! That's the one when your characters were lost in woods, right?" His face began to brighten as Yuki acknowledged his memory.
"Right," he took one of the longer sticks from the pile and tied the string at both ends, so it'd look like a bow and arrow. "Do you also remember how they made their fire?" he then reached for another stick shorter than the first.
This was harder. Shuichi may have remembered the book but details from the story were more difficult for him. "Um…with… a lighter."
The blond shook his head, "No, don't you remember anything? Ahhhh… you damn brat." He winced in pain from his side. He hadn't realized up until now that he had been bleeding lightly there.
"Yuki!" Shuichi shouted, becoming conscious of the situation around him. "You need to lay still! Please Yuki!" he sobbed.
"Shut-up!" he scolded as if nothing were wrong with him. "It's nothing…" he swiped some sweat from is brow. "Now… they didn't use a lighter, they didn't have one. They used sticks and a shoe lace." He twisted the shorter stick once around the middle of the lace.
The pinked haired boy stared in amazement. "How'd they do that? Did you just make it up or can you really do that?" he asked in disbelief.
Yuki coldly stared at him, "No I didn't make it up!" He placed the entwined stick on top of a thick piece of bark. "All you have to do is put the short stick on top of the bark put of rock then all just move the big stick back and forth like a saw." He demonstrated. "The friction should cause a flame or a spark, something at least."
Shuichi watched as the novelist vigorously worked the sticks. Even though he could clearly see the pain in Yuki's eyes, the older man continued working, striving for a reaction. It broke the young singer's heart having to watch his lover in such excruciating pain. And why was the man doing this? For Shu's sake. It was clearly an attempted at helping the boy out. But in the end it killed Shuichi watching Yuki stress himself.
"Um… Yuki… do you want me to do that for you?" he reached out but pulled back when he saw smoke forming from the object.
A smile spread across his face that was now profusely perspiring. "There, it worked, see?" Quickly he took the now flaming piece of bark over towards the debris pile. On blowing on it smoke began to raise greatly to the sky and the flame adhered to the sticks. Slowly but surly, the small flame attached itself to the mess and became a fire. After accomplishing the task Yuki slumped down trying to catch his breath.
The vocalist was stunned with awe and couldn't believe what he was seeing. Yuki really didn't make it up, he was telling the truth. "Wow Yuki, you're amazing!!!!"
Yuki smirked at the little baka, "Heh, you think so, eh?" He looked around. Although that chore was through, they had so much more to do that concerned him greatly. He looked at his bloodied shirt. After unbuttoning it, he examined the wound. It had now stopped bleeding.
"Does it hurt?" came a soft voice from next to him.
"Not really." He lied. "Have you seen anything at all, boats a plane maybe?"
Shuichi shook his head, "Nothing but the ocean. What should we do?"
Yuki sensed Shu's distress, "Well, I suppose we should see what can be saved from that piece of shit you call a boat."
On approaching the boat worry came over the two. Though unspoken, both knew how terrible a predicament they were in. So much had happened to the two and they were completely oblivious to what events approached them.
In seeing Shuichi's expression being as apprehensive as Yuki's, he put up a façade for the sake of his brat, "Hey what're you sulking for? We'll get out of here all right. Don't worry some much."
The singer smiled at Yuki's reassuring words. "You know what? You're right!"
"Of course I am," he jested boarding the boat. "I'm a genius, I'm always right. Anyway, lets see what we can find."
They searched the entire ship, deck and cabin first then they moved below to living quarters. The kitchen, bedrooms, and washrooms were all flooded up to their knees. (Well Shuichi's any way; Yuki is talker than him XD) What they were able to say they possessively heal dearly as if letting go of them would mean destruction for the both of them.
"Yuki, not much of the food was saved… W-what should we do?" Despite the fact that he wanted to take responsibility for the trouble they were in, Shuichi had no idea of what to do. "We don't have much."
Yuki became irritated seeing as how Shuichi was so desperately depending on him for survival. He wasn't completely used to having someone relying on him all the time yet and he found it rather difficult. Finally, unable to contain his frustration Yuki exploded, "Why do you keep asking me that? I don't know what we should do all right?! I have no idea!" he threw what he was holding down. "Stop asking me okay?! Chrissakes! I need… I need a minute… to think…"
Shuichi looked down at his feet. It was his fault. If he hadn't dragged Yuki on this escapade they wouldn't be in this mess. "I-I-I-I…" he stammered.
Yuki looked to him realizing his mistake, "Shu," but he was cut off.
"I didn't mean for it to end up like this!" He cried then ran off once again into the forest.
This time Yuki wouldn't let that little baka run away and get into more trouble. Lord knows what could happen to him. He chased after the sprinting boy through the brush, over rocks, and under trees. With each passing moment he became faster and faster his adrenalin rushing to help him catch the boy.
Shuichi glanced over his shoulder to see a steadily gaining Yuki. "Don't chase me! You're better off without me!" he screamed to the older man.
Just as he thought he was going to lose the boy Shuichi trip followed by Yuki who landed on top of him.
They both just sat there for a moment, Shuichi crying into Yuki's chest while the novelist stared down at the singer.
"Why are you constantly running away from me, you damn brat?" Yuki asked coldly.
Shuichi sniffed then looked up at his lover. "Because… it's all my fault. It's all my fault we're stranded here. I should have listened to you, this was a stupid idea…"
"Yes, it was a stupid idea," Yuki agreed. "But it's not your fault." He reassured sitting up.
The vocalist sat up next to him. "I'm sorry Yuki." He sobbed leaning into the novelist.
Yuki gazed upon the voluptuous boy wanting to take him right there and then. "I… I'm sorry too brat." He blurted out taking Shuichi's chin in his hand and brining his face to look at his own. "I didn't mean to get angry like that." He kissed the boy tenderly.
He was confused. How could Yuki get turned on when they were in a situation like this? But it didn't matter, he had Yuki and as long as he had that he'd be all right. "Yuki," he whimpered.
"We may be stuck here, but there is no one I'd rather be stuck with." He said taking Shuichi into a deeper kiss. He tongue infiltrated the confines of the young boy and battled of dominance. Of course, Yuki won.
A moan found its way up Shuichi's throat. He closed his eyes in ecstasy and pure bliss not wanting to let go of his lover. Running his hands through the blond hair he whispered the most beautiful word he could think of, "Yuki…"
That was all it took. Yuki was on him taking stripping him down to his natural state, loving him all the while. He kissed a trail down Shuichi's neck down to his chest and took the right nipple into his mouth playing with it as he took off his own outer ware.
The skin on skin friction was getting Shuichi fired up. He'd certainly forgotten all about their previous argument and was now lubing up. He slowly lay down bringing Yuki with him to reside on top of the soft bed like grass.
He slowly let his hand trail its way down Shuichi's self to find its destination. Bingo. He took him in his hand and massaged it softly.
His head lolled back, loving Yuki's technique. As his person was being touched he raked the pale back of his lover and planted loving kisses along strong shoulders and neck.
The member quivered and then came into his head. Yuki then looked into the vocalist's eye with a seductive look and then, using the makeshift lubrication he inserted one finger in to the pink flowerbed. Watching his lover let out a longing sigh he introduced a second and then finally a third.
As he was being taken Shuichi sucked on the sweet flesh that he was all too familiar with to muffle his moans.
Yuki had quickly become hard. He took his hand from the soft hole looking up longingly at Shuichi. A look that could get a 16-year-old girl pregnant. In one swift moment he thrust forcefully. Sending them both into a passionate night of pure bliss.
AN: Oi! What did you think of that little twist? Huh huh?! Yeah, as you might have guessed the rating went up XD Heh heh, pretty funny… Anyway, that was my first lemon on this site so be gentle please! Read and review! Until next time, bye!!!!
Tara
