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Chapter Twelve
Ryuichi Sakuma was so beautiful, Shuichi thought as the other man waved his hands to the crowd, driving them into frenzy. Why couldn't I fall in love with this man? It would have been so easy, Shuichi thought as Ryuichi turned to him and smiled brightly. They had so much in common; music, their lifestyle, their personalities, granted Ryuichi was likely to be more a schizoid, it didn't matter, Shuichi understood that side of him. Instead, he'd decided to fall for the most unreadable human on this earth. He had no clue what Yuki was thinking at any time. Even when they were intertwined so deeply physically, he didn't get close to understanding more than Yuki wanted him physically, and that was it.
The 28-hour night is cut off, it begins when you shut the window; there isn't enough protection from a trap that can't be released once sprung
Nittle Grasper's Predilection filled the stadium and as the words started to flow from Ryuichi in a soulful voice, the guitar accompanying them in electric thrilling tones, Shuichi suddenly identified with the lyrics on a basic level. He couldn't help it; the emotions burning inside him for a person that seemed closed up made him shiver in fear. Yuki was with him until the scare with the stalker was over, and then he would leave. He would walk away once that was solved and it made Shuichi want to scream at the bastard for taking their love so for granted. Couldn't Yuki feel it every time they were together? Couldn't he see how much he meant to him? Didn't he even feel anything?
For example, I want to hurt you, Trap you in a diorama ,Though you shout "I tried striking at it", I can't hear PREDILECTION
I can't even breathe, Underneath the circumstances, I desire a wonderful love
He joined in the chorus, and Ryuichi moved closer to him. Ryuichi's free hand moved up to caress Shuichi's jaw as they sang together, their voices filling the atmosphere with such longing, Shuichi couldn't suppress his need to show Yuki his love even though he wasn't here tonight.
Can't get enough More than words, I want, Don't let me down To show you more surely, One more night The eyes that watch, You who are faintly wounded, from that point…
Ryuichi smiled and nodded for him to sing the next verse. Shuichi closed his eyes as he went into it. His heart thundering in his chest like there was no tomorrow. He wasn't sure that allowing his heart to fall for Yuki this much was the best thing to do, but how could he stop it? He'd never felt anything like this in his life. He'd never wanted so much and received so little back.
Hone the lips, That were made to deceive, Nonsensical theories gather again, in foolishness PREDILECTION, I'm at my wits ' end, Rescue me quickly, From this room
Ryuichi seemed to sense his turmoil and as they sang the chorus together, he ran a hand over Shuichi's hips and held on as they belted out the rest of the song. Despite his trembling body, Shuichi understood that Ryuichi was offering comfort where he could. Even knowing that it was going to hurt him, Ryuichi was supporting whatever decision he decided to make in regards to Yuki. As the song ended, Shuichi wondered what it would be. If he stayed beside Yuki, could he make the other man love him? Could he make Yuki understand that there was no escaping their mutual attraction?
Can't get enough If I could wipe even the pain, Don't let me down From your sad face, One more night Only pure love, Would be granted in the near future
Allowing the music to take over, Shuichi felt exuberant as his idol danced beside him fueling the adrenaline running through him. The audience was wild tonight and they were certainly appreciating the show, judging from the screams and the numerous tries to climb on to the stage. Shuichi smiled widely as he grinded his hips against Ryuichi as the song ended. There was nothing like loud beats of music and adrenaline. He loved the stage!
Eiri wasn't sure what was driving him, but as he stalked across the back stage to the room he'd been pointed towards, he suddenly didn't care. Damn brat, how could he so blatantly grind against that pervert? Didn't he know Ryuichi was getting off on the simple gesture? Was Shuichi really that mindless? What was he thinking, of course Shuichi was clueless.
Stalking to the dressing room that read Shindou- Bad Luck on it, he grabbed the door handle and yanked it open. Walking into the loud room, he stopped at the scene that met him. There on the couch was Ryuichi Sakuma lying on his back with Shuichi kneeling on top of him, as he tried to reach a bag of strawberry pocky that Ryuichi was holding out of his reach.
"Come on, Ryu-chan, share," Shuichi was whining loudly. "I'm starving as it is; I haven't had anything to eat all day."
"And whose fault was that?" Yuki demanded angrily. "Did you ignore the breakfast tray on the table so that you can come climb on top of that pervert?"
Shuichi froze where he was and turned to stare at him surprise written all over his face. No doubt the punk had not been expecting him here. The shocked expression was quickly replaced by Shuichi's wide grin, and Ryuichi had to reach up to hold on to Shuichi's hips to steady him before he fell. Seeing it, Yuki felt black anger envelope him and the next moment he was plucking Shuichi away from Ryuichi with a golden glare and dragging the Bad Luck Lead Singer out of the dressing room still in his stage costume.
"Yuki," Shuichi said in protest as he held on to Yuki's back, his head was upside down, and the words seemed to come from some where at his waist line.
Yuki ignored them and just held on to the legs he had as Shuichi squirmed against his shoulder. Ignoring the curious stares from the stage crew, he kept walking to the exit with determined steps. Once they were outside in the cool night, Shuichi demanded to be put down, but Yuki was having none of it. His rage was threatening to destroy them both in a stadium parking lot, where everyone would see. The best bet was to drive back to the grand and then they would have it out. But Shuichi kept squirming. Once he was at his black Mercedes, he dropped Shuichi unceremoniously on the hood of the car. Shuichi jumped off and pushed at him, his amethyst eyes flashing with anger. He was quite a sight.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Shuichi demanded. "We can't come rushing out like this without security; do you know what can happen?"
"If you haven't noticed this side of the parking lot is reserved for NG staff only. Stop yapping so loudly before you call attention to us. I'm the one who should be pissed. What were you doing on stage? Do you get off from throwing yourself all over Ryuichi?"
"What do you care?" Shuichi shrugged moving to lean on the car with a sigh. Rubbing at his forehead, his gaze fell away from Yuki's and Yuki found that he missed Shuichi's anger.
"If you're sleeping with me, you don't need to be grinding yourself on other men," Yuki warned.
"Or what," Shuichi demanded defiantly. "What will you do? If it's walk away from me, you're already doing that. I don't think I have anything to lose from pushing myself against Ryuichi."
"I'll beat you senseless," Yuki replied savagely. "Don't put it past me to thrash you as hard as I can. I won't tolerate it."
Shuichi stared at him for a moment and then started laughing. The sound so abrupt, it filled the air and Yuki found that he was momentarily too stunned to do anything else but stare.
Shuichi couldn't believe it, Yuki was jealous! That was a good sign right, he thought in joy as he tried to control his laugh. It seemed to bubble out of the deepest part of his body just coming up to the top, he couldn't help the emotions that came with it. Ecstasy, happiness, delight, elation, he wasn't sure he could hold it all in.
Looking up at Yuki through eyes filled with tears of joy, Shuichi chuckled and moved closer to the tall blond. Those glaring eyes should have scared him, but this time they only made his heart pound louder with excitement. Reaching up, he twined his arms around Yuki's neck and stood on his tip toes. Holding that gaze, he pressed his lips to Yuki's and closed his eyes as the touch of them seemed to complete him in ways he could never define. Yes, he'd remain beside Yuki and love him as best as he could for the period of time that he had.
Standing in the shadows of the parking lot, a lone man stood with a high caliber camera and snapped the million dollar photo of the hour in rapid shots.
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