Chapter SEVEN: The Version of that Morning

Eiri's POV

I know that there's a barrier in my brain. Everytime I focus ny attention to it, this massive headache would attack me like an anti viral reaction. What was wrong with me? Ever since I met that kid two weeks ago, I keep hearing my name and call of pleas,

'Yuki help me' 'Yuki make it stop' 'Yuki love me' 'Yuki' 'Yuki' 'Yuki.'

Was there no end to his voice? It had gotten so bad that I collapsed during a book signing and my sister, Mika, and brother, Tatsuha, who was accompanying me, quickly ushered me in the backroom and distributed inside me two rounds of that stuff Tohma always had me take. Then I fell asleep, and that barrier in me let up for a second...

I caught a glimpse of myself playing a twisted role of worry and panic...

Eiri's Dream

What I saw...I saw myself running out of my car, pushing past a group of guards that were keeping the people behind the yellow line. I just pushed and pushed until I finally couldn't anymore...and I saw flames amidst white blankets of snow. I couldn't hear anything, I just saw, saw myself talking in the phone, saying something that I could not read from the lips...but I- I was crying and then the flames down the mountain suddenly burst like a pent up volcano...

I shouted a name...and the dream ended.

END

Flashback

I was awoken by Tatsuha, and that was when the barrier in me was restored.

"Bro, are you okay?" he asked, "You were crying."

I didn't yell at him like the usual. I just kept my mouth shut and wiped away a faint streak of water on my cheek. He said he wouldn't tell anyone and I told him I didn't care. Of course I really did because Tohma would never stop pestering me...but Tatsuha understood and he said he didn't care, but he'll never tell.

Then there was that expression on his face that I rarely ever saw. Not since mother died. He looked very worried, and it was genuine too. I don't know why he asked, but he said,

"What were you dreaming about aniki?" I supposed he asked because we were the closest in our family and he thought I wouldn't hesitate to tell him. Wrong. I did hesitate, but I told him otherwise.

"An accident." and I laid back down on the couch and closed my eyes.

Before I could fall asleep, he asked, "Can I give you your medication now? I have to take your blood, but I wanna ask 'cause I didn't want a repeat of last time. Dang, you really kicked my ass cause you thought I was some kind of psycho after famou Yuki's blood." he followed the statement with a loud laugh.

"Yeah," I complied and handed him my left arm, "Whatever." and I fell asleep instantly, not feeling that prick from the needle.

Tohma took me with him to the states so that I could visit Yuki's grave. My old mentor who was the love of my life. That's what I thought until I came upon his grave...and I felt no want for him. I was puzzled by that, and I stayed next to his tomb to sort myself out. Since when had I stopped loving my mentor? I pondered over him, of what memories that I had already pieced together since long I could remember and I was evaded at logic of how it came to be that I ached inside, but not for my Kitazawa. Not for me teacher.

I've stayed for a long period of time I didn't realize that the sky had already darkened and brought rain over me. I wasn't suprise that time had passed by so quickly, I've been doing a lot of that lately. Dazing into space, into that barrier in my mind and almost breaching it only to be pulled away at the last second...what the hell was wrong with me? Before I could answer, I saw him.

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That pink haired boy. I didn't know him, I've never seen him, never heard of him...but my eyes was so keen on staring at him with intent, my ears strained to hear his voice and my whole form sent a vibration of familiarity coursing through me, ere I could regain my sanity, I was already back to my hotel room wrapping him underneath my blankets and demanding medicine from the staff.

When I awoke that following morning, I nearly jumped when he and I were both naked under the covers. Now it wasn't really me to freak inside, but if you wake up next to a stranger whom you had NEVER intended to sleep with on the same bed, much less naked...now you see? I regained my cold demeanor, dressed and readied myself to leave.

Picking my only priced possession, my laptop, I couldn't help but notice that silky tan skin of his peeking over the covers of the white sheets. My eyes became hungry like the night before and my body reached him in two steps.

I moved the covers so that it would reveal to me the boy's skin...

My breath seemed to be taken away by the sight of him for the second time. He looked absolutely...delicious. Those brown nubs on his chest peeking out, his petite chest moving up and down in a calming manner...his lips partly opened and his brow slightly frowning...would he look like this if sexually pleasured?

I hadn't meant to, but there really was no choice. I had to touch him, I had to feel that small figure, run my hands over his chest, find his weakest spots and then...I want to fill him. As I have mentioned, there was no choice and I just felt myself bend over and take his lips. I surprised myself that it was soft and chaste-until I felt his tongue probe mine for harder friction, more forceful, more of me overtaking him. I obliged.

Kissing his lips and biting them, his hands crawled on my chest and unbuttoned my shirt. His nimbled fingers threaded around my erect nipples, then one of his legs wrapped from my waist to his back.

There was much lust in the air it would almost suffocate a monk (preferably my father). Our bodies heated and I wanted to take him then and there, it would have been easy too, just pull the covers and throw it to the ground, remove my clothes and fuck him. Fuck him raw...

Why the hell not? I thought. However, as my fingers reached for his erection- a massive attack of dizziness came over me, long enough that I pulled away in a hurry and broke off from whatever whichcraft he had so unknowingly netted over me in his sleep.

Whatever compelled me to do so, I kissed him on the forehead and left. I had no bitter feeling like I usually get when I was horny, but instead...it occurred to me that the emptiness I was feeling in the graveyard, for the past years...had been filled with a short lived happiness that only my body had recognized.

Since I left that early morning-a glass once half full was now fully empty.

(SPACE-HERE)

AN: All I have to say is 'Please review me? By the way, I think I'm gonna stop posting this kk? I'm terribly sorry, but I don't think anyone else read this except for me…and like three more people. XD Gomen gomen