A long lost father and lover.
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine, but occasionally I take them out and play with them.
A/N: This is a very conflicting chapter and also the chapter that turns this NC-17. I would most seriously suggest that, if you don't want to read about homosexual hot and passionate sex, you don't read this chapter. I will, however, put a summary at the end for those who would like to know any other going ons in this chapter. Full warnings below.
Warnings: Swearing, M-preg, fellatio, malexmale penetration.
Chapter 10: The biggest mistake.
SHUICHI'S P.O.V.
The tears rolled freely down my face. I couldn't stop them. They just kept coming. And somehow, I didn't want to stop them. Little Shu-chan was standing beside me, the tears evident from his red eyes and nose. Even though I didn't want to stop, I wanted him to.
Hikari was on my other side, and as far as I could tell, she didn't seem sad at all. There were no tears, there was no downcast look on her face, just a cold mask of indifference. I didn't understand it, but I suddenly felt like hitting her. She was so calm, so collected, while the rest of us mere mortals were crying our hearts out. It was wrong, it was unlike her.
As I watched them lower the coffin into the crypt, I had made up my mind. I was sure it was the right step. I had decided. We were going to leave Japan, this country of sorrows. Me, and Hikari, and my nephew Shu-chan, and we were never coming back to the sadness of our past. True, I would miss it terribly, but at least in England I was happy. Unlike this hell.
NORMAL P.O.V.
Shuichi and Hiroshi were at the 5th bar for that night, and they were pretty smashed. Though Shuichi had drunk the most, he had drunk so much that less was still a pretty big amount. 'This will make the pain go away.' Shuichi would think as he downed another glass, vodka, then beer, then whisky, then scotch. It didn't matter what it was, as long as it replaced that gaping hole he could feel inside.
Hiroshi would actually look at his friend from time to time and think that he'd had enough, but that stopped pretty quickly once he had downed a couple of standard drinks. Finally, he stood up, stumbling. "Shui.. Chi. I -hic- think we sho-hic-uld go to a -hic- home"
Shuichi tried to stand, but only managed to fall to the floor. "Ithangyarigh, made." He held up a hand for help and when Hiroshi had Shuichi's hand around his shoulder.
They walked to Shuichi's childhood home, just a few blocks away, and knocked on the door. When Mrs Shindou opened the door, they went to the stairs and started to haul themselves up, stumbling slightly along the way.
While they climbed the stairs, Shuichi leaned on Hiroshi, needing his support to stand. "Why, Hiro, why?" His voice seemed so fragile to Hiroshi.
"Dunno." Hiroshi shrugged, and Shuichi lost his grip falling to the ground yet again. Hiroshi held out his hand, again.
"Thanks, Hiro, thanks for bein' there." Shuichi grabbed the offered hand and propelled himself into his friends arms and looked directly into his friend's eyes. His next actions were completely automatic and took Hiroshi completely by surprise.
HIROSHI'S P.O.V.
We were looking into each others eyes when he leaned forward and planted his mouth on mine, kissing me forcefully. My mouth fell open in surprise, and he took advantage of it to push his tongue into to my mouth and rub it against the roof of my mouth. He tasted just like the weird pink flavour of strawberry pocky, as well as the beer he had imbibed earlier.
My first instinct was to push him away, but as his tongue entered my mouth, the alcohol started to run my system and told me to go along for the ride, so I did. It was something I'd always wanted, until he met Yuki, for him to kiss me like this, with the need, the feeling that he needed just me.
I started to return the kiss, my right hand coming up to grasp his head while the other ventured towards his buttocks. I rubbed my tongue against his and then pulled away when I heard his mother call us. I pulled him up and dragged him to his bedroom. I turned the knob and was instantaneously attacked by him, pushing me through the door with his weight. I turned him around and slammed the door behind us, kissing him passionately all the time.
We fell on the bed and came together again straight away. While kissing him, I pulled his thin singlet top upwards, parting us for seconds while I ripped it off. All the while, he worked on the buttons of my shirt. When his flesh was exposed, I ran my fingers along his chest, instigating the most delighful noises from him. I pulled his belt off, then his trousers, rolling him over so that I was on top. It felt better than anything I'd felt in ages, being skin to skin with the only person I ever truly wanted, who seemed to be wanting me too, if his erection was anything to go by.
Taking my attention away from his mouth, I traced a line down his neck, nipping and sucking, slowly working further and further. I could feel the goosebumps on his skin wherever I touched him. I continued down my path, my journey accompanied by his encouraging groans. "Fuck, yes..." I could hear him whisper to me, his voice full of ecstasy.
Finally reaching his cock, I licked the tip, tasting the precome. I slid my tongue along the length, and almost came from the noises he made. I took his entire cock in my mouth and started to suck, eliciting those wonderful moans again and again. He came in my mouth, and I swallowed it, relishing in the wonderful salty taste.
Rising up, I kissed him softly, before preparing him, sliding a finger deep inside, pulling out slowly, then ramming again. When he was ready I slid into him and started to fuck him, hard and slow. Soon, I had built up speed and was ramming into him. I felt the intense heat of his body and I exploded into ecstasy. The last thing I could remember was coming inside of him before I drifted off into a pleasant sleep.
SHUICHI'S P.O.V.
When I woke up, I felt extremely uncomfortable. When I tried to move, I realised that Hiroshi was lying on the bed behind me, peacefully sleeping. I didn't understand why, until I suddenly remembered last night, that he and I had... I blushed profusely at the thought.
I looked around for my clothing, and noticed it was in a heap on the floor. I edged slowly off the bed, trying to avoid waking my best friend, when my dooe banged open and Hikari walked into the room.
"Hello Dad! Grandma told me you were here and I want-" Her words were cut short when she saw us on the bed. She took a step backwards. "Dad... That's..." She closed her eyes, then opened them, I could see the tears escaping. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'D DO THIS!"
"Hikari, I-" I tried to explain, but she just shook her head, staring at me as though I'd hit her. I stopped trying to speak, after all, the position said all. Hiroshi sat up next to me, and the look on his face was one of horror at being discovered.
"And you, uncle Hiroshi!" She ran to the door and looked behind her regretfully. "Don't talk to me, I don't want to talk to either of you right now.
HIKARI'S P.O.V.
That bastard! I hated him! What did he think he was doing? I knew what I was going to do now, and he wouldn't be happy about it, but I had to do it. For myself. Because my world was falling apart! Because of Shuichi Shindou and Eiri Yuki!
Yeah, overview..
Shuichi attends Maiko's funeral. That night, he and Hiroshi get drunk, and end up having sex in Shuichi's bedroom. Next morning, Hikari walks in on them, and get really pissed off. She gets really angry and walks out. She then has a little talk to herself...
That's about it, really...