Chapter 4:

Love and Peace

"Shuichi..."

I winced when he said my name with such anger and almost hatred. All I could think about was that he knew what I had done. I was on the verge of tears when I hesitantly turned around. I smiled when I saw that he was holding my clothes and the bed was remade, "Neat freak."

"Next time you decide to sleep in the nude in my absence, please don't throw your clothes around..." He walked past me, handing my clothes as he went out.

He knew. I could tell that he knew. Either he didn't care, or he was just keeping it in like he did everything else. He seemed so upset that he left his bags on the floor right in front of me. Curiosity got the best of me and I looked through the bag that wasn't filled with his clothes and stuff. It looked as if he was planning a whole romantic evening with me, or anyone else... I knew I wasn't his only lover, I was just the only one that lived with him.

I peeked out into the living room. Yuki sat on the couch and he just looked straight ahead of him. He was looking at something other than the television. It was shiny and he spun it around a few times.

I slowly approached him, "Yuki? Are you mad at me?"

Yuki quickly put the object he was admiring away and turned around, "No, Shu-chan... why would I be mad at you?" I could see the anguish he was trying to hide in his eyes.

"I was just...You just seemed so..." I walked closer to the couch and leaned on it behind his head, "You've been very distant since you got home... What's on your mind?"

"Oh... nothing, Shu-chan..." He had a hand in his pocket.

I wanted to know what he was trying to hide from me. I hopped over the back of the couch and sat next to him. I smiled and cuddled close to him, "What's in your pocket, Yuki?"

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing, Shuichi..." He smiled at me and pulled me closer to him.

For a reason unknown to me, I moaned softly when he hugged me closer to him. This made him smirk. It may have been my moan, or the fact that I was hard and it rubbed slightly against him. He took my chin between his fingers and looked me in the eyes. I opened my mouth as I exhaled deeply.

"I guess you weren't kidding when you said just the sound of my voice could make you come..." he removed his hand from his pocket, leaving the contents inside, and brought it to my chest. He gently pushed me down and he hovered above me on the couch. Yuki pressed his lips to mine again, this time, his tongue explored my mouth. My groin began to hurt by the constriction in my underwear. I brought my hands to Yuki's shirt that I was still wearing, I wanted to be with Yuki so badly, that I would have ripped it off.

"Get a room, if you're going to do that while I'm here..." Tatsuha walked by us, a cup in his hand. He stared down at us, and I glared back up at him.

"Just go away, Tatsuha... Go back to Kyoto..." Yuki growled angrily, mad that he had disturbed us, and even angrier that he was still in his house.

"I can't just yet... Got a date with Ryuichi tonight..." He smiled, "Oh, Shuichi, thanks... your phone is in the kitchen if you need it..."

"Maybe you could go out so we can be alone?" I asked him angrily. I needed Yuki's love, and he knew it.

"Maybe... Do you guys always do it on the couch?" Tatsuha asked us as he walked to put his cup in the sink, "I sit on that, you know..."

"It's not your couch... just go away..." I so hoped he wasn't not in the mood anymore... or I would have to relieve myself of the strain in my crotch. I squirmed underneath Yuki, trying to get my underwear off, so I didn't have to be in as much pain, but the friction I was causing myself by rubbing against Yuki made it even worst. My face flushed and I moaned, nearly crying.

Tatsuha smiled at my frustration, but it concerned Yuki. He glared at him, "Tatsuha, just go away..."

"Alright... I'll go somewhere else... I won't be back 'till late, so don't wait up for me." Tatsuha waved at us as he walked out the door.

"Don't plan to!" Yuki yelled afterwards, "Shuichi... I'm sorry..."

I groaned and pulled him closer to me, "Shh..." I kissed him, shoving my tongue into his mouth this time. It was different for both of us, I was sure, but I couldn't stand it anymore. My tongue was a lost snake in his mouth, slithering around and taking in its new surroundings. When we parted, we had to catch our breath. I quickly unbuttoned the shirt I wore and just let it stay under me. I quickly removed Yuki's shirt and he pulled off his own pants.

Suddenly I heard the front door open again, "I left my... shit.. sorry... I'll be going again!" Tatsuha glanced at us and shut the door again.

"You want me to lock the door?" Yuki started to get up, but I put my hands on his hips and thrust them against myself, causing us both the bliss of friction. We both still had our underwear on, but it didn't matter. With my hands still on his hips, I slowly pushed his down, and he kicked them the rest of the way off. We were so close, but still so far away.

Yuki kissed my neck, slowly moving his kisses down, and as he went lower with his kissing, he lowered my underwear. When he got to my lower abdomen, my underwear was completely off. He set his chin where his last kiss was, which was right above my throbbing groin. He gazed at me, and I gazed back. How I missed him, and I didn't even know if he cared about me the same way. I sighed and tilted my head back.

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I lay under him panting, "Yuki..."

"Shh, Shuichi..."Yuki placed a finger over my lips. I kissed it softly, "I have something to ask you, but I'm a little afraid of your answer"

"Yuki..." we had such a wonderful time together, and he was sad now. I didn't understand him sometimes.

He slowly slipped out of me and stood. He gathered his clothes quickly from off the floor. I tried to sit up to follow him, but the ache in my backside told me to wait for him.

"Is that all you are to him, Shu?" Hiro's voice rang through my ears.

"No... He loves me... He just have a different way of showing it..." I didn't know why I was hearing voices, or why I was talking back to them, but I did know that I wanted it to shut up.

"Yeah, right, Shuichi... Yuki doesn't love you, you're just a waste of his time and space... he thinks you're annoying... he HATES YOU!" The voice had changed to Tatsuha's.

"No! That's not true! SHUT UP!" I squeezed my eyes shut and clutched my ears, trying to shut the voices up.

"Shuichi?" I opened my eyes when I heard his sweet voice. Yuki walked towards me, completely dressed. I blushed slightly, seeing as I was naked and covered in my own filth, "are you alright?"

I gazed up at him, he still had a worried look in his golden eyes.

He helped me sit up and handed me my underwear. I slipped them on and patted the cushion next to me, but he didn't sit down, but knelt in front of me. He slowly reached out and hesitantly took my left hand into his.

A blush flushed my face as the butterflies were imploding in my stomach.

"Shuichi... I know we've had our problems in the past.. and-"

I squeezed his hand, "But Yuki... I'm pretty sure gay marriage is frowned upon here in our Japanese culture..."

He smiled, "So... that's a-"

I nodded. He didn't have to ask. He knew I loved him and I would always love him no matter what.

He reached into his pocket, removing a small black box and it contained the object I was so eager to see. I nearly fainted when he gently slid the ring onto my finger.