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Impossible
Warning for slight OCC, yaoi and fowl language.
If you don't like yaoi then I suggest you stop reading.
The silence that had been gladly welcomed at the beginning of the month now cursed Yuki every time he walked out of his study, bedroom and it was even more deafening when he came home. His body screamed for release but Yuki never gave into it when he had managed to get that person alone. He just couldn't. It didn't matter that he hadn't been getting laid for the past couple of weeks. What mattered was now his house was empty.
There was no warmth when he woke up in the morning. No arm draped protectively over his middle. There was no yelling for him to stop smoking. No snatching the cancer sticks. There was no muffled giggling from the other room. No shuffling of the feet.
There wasn't even the smell of Pocky or strawberry faintly floating throughout the apartment any more.
It had been a whole month since he had last yelled at Shuichi. A whole month since he had his arms around Shuichi.
Why did those tours have to take so long? Was it a test? A test to see how long he could go without needing the singer? If it were...he would've failed the test the second week Shuichi had gone.
He didn't even get to talk to Shuichi because he always called when Yuki was out or out cold. Now the only thing he had left was the forty-five messages on his house phone machine, and his three cell phones machine.
Yuki crushed the cigarette in the ashtray and pressed the play button on the machine.
"YUUUKI! PICK UP THE PHONE! PLEASE? OH, OKAY1 YOU MUST BE ASLEEP! I WOULD BE HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE IF I DIDN'T MISS YOU SOOOOO MUCH! I WISH YOU COULD HEAR MY SONGS, YUKI! ALTHOUGH YOU'LL PROBABLY SAY ITS CRAP BUT I KNOW YOU LIKE THEM! I LOVE YOU, YUKI! I'LL LOVE YOU, YUKI, FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY! I'LL DANCE WITH YOU UNDER THE MOONLIGHT! I LOOVE YOU!"
There was a beep and the message ended. The machine then told him the date and time of the next message.
"YYYUUUKKKIII! I KNOW IT'S EARLY, LIKE 4 AM EARLY, BUT I JUST WANTED TO HEAR YOUR VOICE! WAAAAAAHHH! BUT YOU DIDN'T PICK UP AGAIN! ARE YOU MAD AT ME?! YOUR NOT MAD AT ME, ARE YOU? YOU CAN'T BE MAD AT ME! WE SHARE SUCH A DEEP BOND! A BOND THAT CAN NEVER BE BROKEN! YYYYYUUUUKKKIII!"
The sound of Shuichi's voice broke through the silence and Yuki closed his eyes as he listened to the twenty five messages on the machine, enjoying the hyper singers voice as he proclaimed his undying love for the novelist. The emptiness of the house wasn't as bad as it was before but when the messages stopped, he felt his heart thump painfully against his chest.
This was impossible. As much as he hated to admit it to himself he needed Shuichi in his life. He needed Shuichi to fill the emptiness in his life, his heart, and his soul. Shuichi had become apart of him and he hadn't even realized it.
He stood and held the button so he could record a new message: "Impossible to stop. Impossible to see. Only you know what I truly mean behind my actions."
He smiled at the very simple message and felt a yawn emerge from his mouth. He stripped down to his boxers, his clothes leading to his bedroom. He crawled into the king sized bed, sliding under the tan satin sheets.
He rolled over to his side of the bed, farthest from the window. The bed no longer smelled of fresh strawberry shampoo, nor did it smell of sweets. The bed didn't have a dip from Shuichi's body, nor did the covers disappear from around his waist as Shuichi tossed and turned.
He heard the phone ring but didn't move from his spot on the bed and prepared for Shuichi's yelling.
"YUUUKI! HOW SWEET! I LOVE YOU TOO! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU! I'M ACTUALLY GETTING OFF THE PLANE NOW! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT K WAS EVIL ENOUGH TO KEEP ME AWAY FROM YOU FOR A WHOLE MONTH! WHEN I COME HOME I PROMISE TO BE QUIET! BUT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I NEVER WANT TO BE AWAY FROM YOU THIS LONG AGAIN!" Someone was yelling at Shuichi to get off the phone. "JUST A SEC! ANYWAY YUKI I CAN'T WAIT TO RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR AND SMELL THOSE STUPID CANCER CIGARETTE!" Someone was calling him a hornball, and Shuichi yelled back that he wasn't. Then the line went dead.
Yuki felt a smile make its way to his face as he placed his face into his pillow. Shuichi was impossible...
And that was just the way Yuki liked him.
