Itami
Chapter 7: Kyougaku : Surprise...
"Tatsuha!"
Mika dropped the pan she had been holding, when she saw her youngest brother walk in. The bruises and cuts were starting to show up on his pale face.
She rushed over to Tatsuha and led him to the bathroom, where she began to clean his injuries.
"What happened to you? Who did this?"
Instead of looking at Mika, Tatsuha turned to face the wall. It honestly seemed a lot more calming than Mika would be, if she were to find out that it had been Eiri who'd beaten up on him.
Mika grabbed Tatsuha's chin, and pulled him to face her.
"Tell me."
Tatsuha shook his head. Just as a little kid who'd done something bad would do.
"Come on, honey, you can tell Mika."
Tatsuha's lip quivered, and he shook his head again.
"Dammit, Tatsuha! Suck it up, and tell em what happened!"
Tatsuha squeaked in fear. This is what he'd been trying to avoid.
"A-Aniki." He'd managed to say in a tiny voice.
Mika's eyes slanted, as they formed an evil glare.
"Eiri."
Switch
In. Out. In. Out.
Hiro watched Shuichi's breathing pattern as he slept. It was so calm, so steady. It seemed untroubled.
Shuichi let out a tiny whimper, causing Hiro to flinch slightly. It caught him off guard.
"Yuki..."
Just two syllables cut into Hiro's heart, like tiny little blades. Never would Shuichi utter the two syllables that formed Hiro's name in his sleep.
The small pink haired boy turned over on to his side, in his sleep. He snuggled his head into Hiro's shoulder, and draped an arm around his side. He pulled the guitarist closer to himself.
"Closer..."
Hiro felt dozens of little butterflies dancing around his stomach. It was nauseating. He wasn't sure if he should be getting closer to his best friend. Shucihi let out a low growl.
"Closer."
Switch
Knock knock.
Screw it. Yuki wasn't going to open the door. It was probably just Mika, there to bitch him out. Even if it was, she'd just let herself in, after a minute or two of constant knocking. The blonde man just sat on his couch, starign at the blank TV screen. He could've sworn he had been watching something just then.
He heard keys jingling, then the sound of his door being unlocked. If it was indeed Mika, the door would be flung open, angrily... Right about... Now. Yuki had been mentally preparing himself for Mika, but instead, the door opened slowly. There was only one person who always opened his door that way. Yes, Shuichi opened the door in such a way once in awhile, but that's only when he's upset. Yuki didn't want to get his hopes up, instead he just expected to see the other person.
"Eiri?"
Her voice was so soft, gentle, but very much in control. Just the way he always remembered it. He let out a gentle sigh.
"Yeah?"
Kuri walked into view of Yuki. She was alone, no Yuri, no new boyfriend. He kept staring at the TV, he really had no desire to be seeing anyone but his Shuichi. She gently took his hand, and held onto it.
"I need to talk to you..."
Switch
Hiro lay with his arms wrapped around Shuichi, clinging onto his small body. His face was in Shuichi's hair. He was stuck inhaling the scent of strawberries. Not that he minded or anything. It smelled nice. Come to think of it, Hiro had no memory of what Ayaka's hair had smelled like. The pink haired boy just smiled in his sleep as he muttered how warm it felt. He let out a small relieved sigh. Shuichi's "closer" had been really scary, to be honest.
Hiro began thinking, what if it was like this every night? Is this how it is for him and Yuki? A night of cuddling, after intense love making. He shivered at the thought. He knew it was happening, it was easy to see. Hiro was making himself feel sick at the thought. His thinking was interupted, quickly by the sound of Shuichi's voice, and the feeling of his clutch tightening.
"They're my strawberries..."
Switch
Mika walked up the stairs to Yuki's apartment. She couldn't be bothered with waiting for the damn elevator right then. Eiri beating up Tatsuha was completely uncalled for in her opinion. She heaved an angry sigh, as she reached his door.
She raised her hand and began pounding on his door, screaming and yelling for Yuki to open the door. He didn't answer. Mika shook her head angrily and took out his key, which Tohma had given her. She angrily jammed the key into the hole, and unlocked the door, letting herself in.
"EIRI!"
No response. She didn't expect one from her younger brother. Quickly, she surveyed the house. Yuki was nowhere to be seen. After checking all the other rooms within his home, she gave up and left. But not before leaving an angry message on his answering machine, and a matching note on his fridge.
Switch
Yuki took a small sip of the espresso Kuri had bought for him. It tasted slightly bitter, but he didn't feel as though he deserved to be tasting anything good. It was like a small form of punishment for him.
The couple that had once been lovers sat across from each other at the small table. They were in a quiet little coffee shop, in the corner away from everyone else. Was there a reason that she had brough him to a public place?
Kuri looked slightly nervous, but she kept her cool as she tucked a black hair behind her ear. Yuki just watched her, and waited for her to speak. She needed to talk to him right?
"Eiri..."
"Yeah?"
"Yuri..."
Yuki froze, just as he was bringing his drink to his lips. he had been filled with slight annoyance, but now he was filled with worry for his daughter. He set down his drink, and tried his best to stay calm.
"Yeah?"
Kuri's lip qivered slightly. Was she about to cry? Yuki was begining to feel fear creeping over to accompany his worry.
"She... Might not..."
Fear and worry were hugging each other now. Oh look, there's anxiety running over to join two emotions he gets along well with.
She lowered her head, she couldn't face him. How could it be possible to actually look him in the eyes and tell him.
"She might not be yours..."
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone!
