Welcome to 'Eien', the newest chapter of 'Eien'.
This project is almost at a close. It has been one heck of a journey, both an emotional and physical journey, but I have absolutely no regrets as to how this story came to be. Through this entire process I learned many things, especially how to create 'lemons' (which are sources of profound amusement for me). Thanks to a few dear friends of mine, I have matured into the next level of writer. I have received another notch in my life, and it's almost time for me to receive my black belt!
Speaking of another notch, I just received an offer from two masters; Lady Paine and Lady Rikku. I, Lady Yuna, have been offered a position within a joint project, which means the three of us will form a team. What a kick ass team it'll be, too! What an honor it would be, to work with two masters of Gravitation fanfiction! I smile whenever I think of the offer I received, for it means a lot to me! It's like I've been accepted as Peter Jackson's (Lord of the Rings creator) apprentice!
This chapter will contain even more lemony fluff, and it will quite possibly be the ending to this project. I have not yet decided on that matter yet, but it will be etched into stone once I approach the ending of this chapter. I want to thank all of you for reading this widdle project of mine, and hope that you'll be present for 'Infragilis Fatalis'! That's surely going to be one of the greatest epics of the year, right next to 'Infragilis Votum', the sequel to 'Votum' (which was made by none other than Lady Rikku). Speaking of that wondrous, unborn masterpiece, I'm rooting for Lady Rikku all of the way! I'm constantly working on a 'movie preview' for her next project, which is really quite cute!
Thank you all very much for reading my work. Chow time!
Theme of 'Eien': 'Can't Take it In' by Imogen Heap, from the Chronicles of Narnia soundtrack, 'Beautiful' by Wayne Brady
Shuichi Shindou snuggled against his husband, who was still wrapped in the blankets of slumber. The angel's heart had awakened, and was greeting the new day with the enthusiasm of an anxious child. Slowly his eyes opened themselves, transforming themselves into glimmering violet petals drenched in sunlight. As soon as they were exposed to the day's sunbeams, the angel noticed that he was still wrapped in his lover's arms, covered in the honeyed warmth of unending sunlight. Wisps of the novelist's golden brown hair were locked upon his forehead, which accompanied the soft glow his body had been wrapped in. One could have assumed that the novelist was covered in sunlight, but it was far more than the simple light of the outside world. It was more along the lines of afterglow, which was born from the potent contact of two hearts. The young night had left them, but the prince was still bathed in wondrous golden light.
A warm, blissful smile bloomed on the angel's face. Sunlight sprinkled itself into his violet oceans, which were deep enough to hold eternity. He looked over his naked body and immediately realized that he too was drenched in afterglow, even after the night had passed. Embarrassment lit up his childlike eyes, but it was met with the intensity of radiant perpetuity. His frame looked so small and delicate, covered in the glow of a new day, and it was covered in the scent of his mate.
His violet eyes placed themselves within the outside world, which had been alive with fireworks throughout the completion of their ceremony. Now the heavens were alive with different displays, displays that were far more beautiful than the phenomenal fireworks. Flocks of white birds were soaring through the air, singing merrily throughout their routes. Several members of the herds formed hearts with their sweethearts, which brought gentle laughter from the vocalist. The skies were filled with glistening stars, which were soft white creations of the heavens.
The ether was a painting of dazzling magnitude, radiant with the brilliance of a golden dream. There wasn't a single cloud in the presence of the heavens; everything was clear, clear enough for someone to sail into eternity without a single stop. The songbird's smile became warmer as it absorbed the outside world's celebration; the heavens were evidently happy with the matrimony that had taken place, and its individuals were celebrating with their own magic. Many hearts had probably brought themselves together throughout the course of their ceremony, and many hearts had tied themselves together. Love, pure and unconditional, had broken out within Tokyo...and other places as well.
Two words left the singer's mouth in a gentle whisper as sunlight continued to smile upon his small frame, coupled with two small teardrops. They were simple words, yet deep and powerful enough to echo throughout all of Tokyo. They were meant for the world, and all of those that were celebrating the birth of pristine love.
"Thank you."
As soon as those words drifted into the air, gentle kisses began to pierce his back. Blushing with the ferocity of a shy schoolchild, the vocalist of Bad Luck turned to his face his husband, who had awakened several seconds ago. Indescribable love blossomed on Shuichi's face as he observed the passionate actions of his husband (who was practically drenching him in kisses). The movements of the prince were swift and sweet, each kiss filled with the honey of a dewy morning.
"Eiri...'morning Eiri..."
"Too late for that, baby." the novelist whispered, stroking his husband's skin with his fingers. His fingers touched the angel's skin as if it were the last river of golden milk, each one delicately brushing itself across the singer with maddening tenderness. Shuichi buried himself in his husband's arms with a burning smile, realizing that his face was still sore from its previous flurries of blushing. "'Morning..." he repeated playfully, his violets beaming. His husband sighed in frustration, stroking his soft, liquefied back.
"I told you it's already too late for that. Didn't you hear me? It became morning while you suffocated me."
As they had done so many times in the past, the two of them began to argue with each other. There was a significant change from the past, however, Throughout the first rocky stages of their relationship, Eiri (who had been referred to as 'Yuki') argued with Shuichi on a regular basis, teasing him with merciless comments. Shuichi, in turn, had responded with the whimpers of a frustrated, saddened puppy. Eiri's remarks, although radiant with the stoic harshness of his past self, were no longer harmful to the angel. They were playful and gentle remarks, ones that never failed to ignite an 'onslaught' of kisses. Warmth bloomed within the angel's chest as he looked into his husband's face, playfully following the argument.
"I didn't suffocate you! You wouldn't be here if I did!"
Eiri reacted as if Shuichi had just stated the obvious, looking like an annoyed professor. The expression within his eyes, which was the essence of an irritated, bored thief, sent a thousand waves of stimulation into the vocalist's soul...and just being near his husband's muscular body was enough to throw him into insanity. "Play on words, Shuichi." the novelist said, brushing Shuichi's cheeks with his hands. "Although I have to admit, you were pretty naughty."
His next words broke the limit of endurance. They were delivered perfectly, coupled with a sumptuous, tantalizing smile. "Bad, bad Kitten." the novelist whispered, his eyes burning into his husband's with impenetrable warmth. "Kitten was naughty last night."
Melting into his mate's arms, Shuichi closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around him. His ravenous lips tore themselves into his husband's muscular frame, gentle with passion yet fiery with ferocious lust. The novelist returned the delicate ferocity of his kisses with his own fire, burying his beloved treasure under the bed linen in a sea of heavy licks, squeezes and kisses.
Soft, trembling moans rose from both of their throats as they bathed each other, burying themselves in unbridled desire. Tongues consumed hot, moist skin as hands grasped at hair. Legs melted into each other as chests heaved against one another, asking and asking for more. The two hearts buried themselves in each other, hungry and thirsty...asking for satisfaction that would never be achieved. The two of them melted into each other, both of their bodies pulsating like rivers of hot, creamy fire.
Minutes passed by them, completely ignored within the golden skies. The angel was lovingly placed on his back, which ignited another flood of kisses from both of ends. Moaning, the violet eyed vocalist consumed the body of his husband, unwilling to release his lips from the novelist's mouth. Trembling, he gave his entire soul to his mate through closed eyes, savoring every touch and kiss...every caress and stroke. After several more minutes the prince gently removed his ravenous mouth from his angel's and placed his forehead against the other's, smiling through red sheets of gentle embarrassment.
"You're too damn cute for your own good, baby."
Blushing, Shuichi sent a heavy lick to the side of his husband's face, then delivered a dynamic kiss (which would have conjured thoughts of a hungry, parched lion). Completely consumed by a combination of fiery lust, happiness and love, the angel sent several more kisses to the novelist's face while running his fingers through a sea of golden brown hair, then gave an answer. "Thank you..." he whispered, holding Eiri's face between his hands. "...thank you...hubby..."
Shock split through the prince, but the angel didn't give him a chance to respond. Without another word, Shuichi brought his body deeper into Eiri's, kissing every inch of his face as if they were no tomorrow. Soft moans of pleasure rose from the trembling songbird's throat, who would have been happy to spend the rest of their marriage in that one moment.
"Eiri...my Eiri...I...I love you...so much..."
Eiri looked as if he had been torn from a contract without any reason. While his lover continued to bathe him in copious, rich kisses, he spent an unmeasured amount of time in disbelief...unable to comprehend what had just occurred between the two of them. After five minutes, Shuichi's lips finally left his mouth (and went for deeper places), which finally gave him the opportunity to speak. "Wait a minute." the novelist said, feeling as if someone had whacked him in the head far too many times. Suddenly, the sound of his voice was very strange.
"What did you just call me?"
With a look that turned Eiri into pulsating butter, Shuichi gave him an answer. Damn his tendency to be adorable. Damn his ability to look even cuter than a million puppies. He was far too adorable for words, far too adorable for any type of description...
"Hubby." was the simple, beaming answer. "You and I...we're married now, and..."
Blushing even more than before, the vocalist looked away from his shocked husband in shyness...his angelic features radiating the sunlight of the outside world. There was an ethereal glow about him, something powerful and rich...far too beautiful to be described within any means. He was definitely an angel, one that had been born within a moonlit lake of luminosity.
"...well...you're my 'hubby'."
Damn he was too cute. His soft pink hair, those precious violet eyes...his voluptuous, luscious frame...the mere sound of his voice...the creaminess of his skin...everything was just too adorable to handle...
"...do you wanna be my 'hubby', Eiri?"
It wouldn't have been any different if someone had slapped Eiri in the face with a thousand bags of bricks. Someone in his position would have shaken his head, would have tried to shake off the overwhelming fire that threatened to consume him. Someone in the prince's position would have believed the reality to be nothing more than a fantasy (an erotic fantasy, in Tatsuha's terms), and so they would have made an attempt to shove off the deceitful, surreal feelings of a dream. The prince knew he wasn't in the center of some mirage, though. He wasn't in something that would vanish within a flash.
He was in the middle of something real. Something that would remain real throughout the course of his life. Throughout the course of their lives.
"Like hell I wouldn't." he replied, bringing his blushing husband deeper. The two of them fell into endless rapture, which blossomed within their bloodstream and soared out to the heavens. A smile of relief lit up Shuichi's face, which brought an extra glimmer to the sunlight. A small 'yay' left his lips before Eiri's lips found him, engulfing him in the most passionate kisses yet. The prince covered his angel in kisses that shamed his previous ones to the greatest extent, piercing the smiling angel's frame with turbulent thunder. The songbird trembled and melted within his husband's arms, filling a liquefied elixir soar through each of his veins.
"Eiri...my Eiri...love you..."
The ability to whisper (let alone speak) disappeared for another five minutes. The two of them held each other, never wanting to let go...drenching and consuming, ravenous and gentle. The angel's smile continued to pierce the morning light as his prince continued to bury himself within him, filling him with delicate, rich happiness. Several minutes elapsed before Eiri's tongue fell on the side of his face...and his hands fell into the sides of his trembling, melted thighs.
"Hi, hubby..."
Hubby and Kitten. The two of them were going to make quite a pair.
"Shuichi...you're all mine now. You know that, right?"
For a fleeting moment, sorrow rushed into the blushing vocalist's heart. Eiri had whispered those words due to the memory of one 'special' individual; Deus. It was obvious that the prince was still suffering from guilt, which had been formed from his inability to protect him. As soon as it had come, though, the sorrow vanished and brought about a flood of passionate admiration. The vocalist realized that his husband was willing to fight for him, willing to risk everything for him...willing to do whatever it took to keep a smile on his face...
"I know. I know." were the angel's soft words. Gently, he took his husband's left hand and led it further into his soft thigh, smiling with every shred of light his heart had to offer. "I've always been yours...and you've always been mine."
Shuichi ignited another heavy kiss, which led to the burial of tongues within throats. The angel had the desire to go even further, but his prince placed his hands upon his soft cheeks and spoke. "You know..." he began, speaking as if he were bird watching within a park. "...I don't mean to sound like an idiot, but...I want to ask you something."
"What? What's the matter with my hubby?"
"First off, stop calling me that. Unless you want to spend the entire day in here, stop calling me that."
"I like calling you that..." was the sweet, innocent answer (executed in the manner of a purr). Beaming through soft, golden shyness, Shuichi began to kiss the novelist in a manner that would have sent someone crashing out of a window due to unbelievable happiness. To makes things worse, the vocalist had begun to purr.
"You know, if you don't cut it out-"
"Hubby hubby hubby...hubby's all mine...I love you, hubby..."
The purring kitten buried his lover in sweet licks, which ignited another barricade of kisses from the prince's end. Beaming, both of them held and caressed each other, silently flowing through acres and acres of kisses. Several minutes elapsed before the kitten removed himself from the novelist, smiling like a child that had just eaten a cookie without permission.
"Kitten likes being naughty. Meow!"
A heavy sigh withdrew itself from Eiri's lips, which bore a resemblance to an annoyed mother's sigh. "If it's all right with you," he growled playfully, stroking Shuichi's pink hair. "I'd like to ask my question now."
"Ask me anything...Eiri..." the angel said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He snuggled against his chest with closed eyes, brushing his lover's chest with his fingers. He received a small kiss on the top of his head, and then felt a strong arm close around him. "Well," the prince began. "do you remember...telling me that...I'm perfect?"
"...yeah..." was the vocalist's soft, fearful answer. His violet eyes became small slits as he thought upon his lover's words. Eiri had taken every opportunity to demoralize himself, right in front of him. The prince's attacks on himself horrified the angel; Eiri had made himself out to be a dirty, worthless beast...and his words had torn Shuichi to the core. "I remember..." he whimpered within Eiri's firm embrace, savoring every bit of his husband's warmth. Eiri tossed him a carefree smile, one that captured the sunlight.
"I'll never be able to tell you...how much that meant to me. How much that still means to me."
"...I...I made...you happy?"
The novelist frowned at those words, looking as if Shuichi had just spoken in Egyptian. The songbird had managed to brighten every one of his days, with the smallest of movements. Hearing that question was like hearing a Martian speak to an Earthling. "When do you not make me happy, baby?" he said to his beaming mate (who was smiling enough for a million individuals).
"...I'm glad...glad I made you happy...glad I make you happy..."
The two of them plunged into another sweet, delicate kiss. It was far more powerful than the ones they had shared before, even though it was as gentle as a dove's feather. Within the honeyed kiss, tears tore themselves from the violet eyes of the angel...each one drenched in the newborn light of the world. Every memory his heart harbored rose to the surface of his mind, falling from his heart in the form of small teardrops.
Several months ago, he couldn't have imagined himself in Eiri's arms. Several months ago, he had thrown himself into a seemingly deceitful dream, one that seemed to have the ending of a nightmare. For days on end, the beast of the palace had tormented him...tossed his heart aside as if it were nothing but a toy...and so the angel had almost forced himself to leave the palace of his true love. On the day of the angel's departure, though, the beast had made his first confession...which brought an ending to their rocky stages and an entrance to a world of love. Now the two of them were lost among the tides of everlasting passion...and the angel couldn't have been happier.
"I'll be your friend..." the angel whispered in the midst of kisses, feeling his head become light under the sea of heavy caresses. "...I'll be your friend...your companion...your lover...I'll be everything for you...because you love me...and I love you..."
"...now and forever..."
"...forever and always..."
One word left their lips simultaneously, echoing throughout both of their hearts. It was a single word, one that had tied them together since their births.
"...forevermore."
Both of them happily prepared themselves for another journey through passion, but several knocks fell upon the door with the mirth of a playful child. Eiri (looking like a lion that had been torn away from the sweetest piece of meat) looked at the door to their palace, his caramel brown eyes radiant with golden light. Shuichi, who had never smiled so much before in his life, looked into his lover's face and nuzzled against his chest. "Want me to get it?" the kitten asked, his violet eyes glowing.
Eiri looked at Shuichi as if he had just suggested the worst thing imaginable. "You're not going anywhere." he said firmly, planting a smooth kiss on his blushing husband's nose. The angel took his husband's face between his hands and kiss his nose in return, which led to gentle kisses falling upon his delicate fingers.
"Eiri..."
"Stay here."
"M'kay...please hurry...Kitten wants to be near you..."
"Yeah, well...'hubby's about to kill whoever's knocking on that damned door..."
The blushing, smiling vocalist buried himself into his pillows, feeling as if he could fly. His husband departed from his side and hurriedly dressed himself...as he sank into the warm, newborn sunlight. For what seemed like an eternity, the singer of Bad Luck kept himself within a silent smile...which was radiant with streams of dewdrops...and then he uncovered himself at the sound of a familiar voice. Peeking like a child looking upon a forbidden sight, Shuichi rose his violet eyes over his pillows and noticed that his husband was within the doorway, looking upon a dear face.
"Gooood morning, dear Prince Charming!"
"Tatsuha!"
"That's right, beloved brother of mine!"
Looking as if he had just opened the door for a killer, Eiri stepped away from his enthusiastic brother in shock. Unfortunately, his movements failed to produce any success. The beaming, jubilant priest pounced upon his sibling and 'huggled' (Ryuichi's favorite term for 'hugged') him, smothering him in joyous kisses. The angel laughed at the sight the two of them created; Eiri was trying to pry off his brother, who was hellbent on keeping himself attached to his beloved sibling. "What are you still doing in here, brother of mine?" he asked gleefully, his eyes beaming with their own sunlight. "Oh, stupid question!" he concluded, taking a look at the blushing Shuichi.
"Shouldn't have asked! It's quite obvious. My dear brother, you rose to an all time high in the midst of passionate sex! How glorious! What a wondrous day this is for me!"
Noticing the eruption of shyness on Shuichi's face, Eiri delivered a staggering blow to the top of his brother's head (which was definitely going to leave a knot).
"What was that for, your Royal Pain in the Neck!"
"Take your damned eyes off of my husband, you disgusting cockroach!"
"That's going to leave a mark, you know! My darling Ryuichi strokes me right there...while we soar to the heights of unbridled bliss-ow!"
"Eiri..." a tiny, shy puppy whimpered. "...be nice..."
"I am being nice, baby." the Uesugi claimed happily, beaming like a triumphant cat with a canary in its mouth. "Look. I'll be even nicer."
A new voice entered the room, which evidently belonged to a female. The svelte, graceful Mika Seguchi walked into the room, accompanied by her doting husband Tohma...and several other loved ones. "By the time the two of you finish here," the beautiful goddess said, directing her 'anger' at the prince. "...it'll be lunchtime. Save the hugs and kisses for your honeymoon."
"It's only six o'clock..."
The sibling of Eiri and Tatsuha walked over to the shy, blushing vocalist and ruffled his pink hair, her face beaming with eternal love. "That's just it, love." she said, sending a tiny kiss to the top of his head. "That's the problem. By the time the two of you finish up, it'll be twelve."
Lost amidst an ocean of sunlight...the angel and his family embarked on a new journey...each of them lost among an eternal smile...one that would carry them forward.
None of them knew what the future held. None of them what would happen during the next day, or the day after. One thing was certainly clear, though. They would forever remain with each other...until the very end of time. The bonds they had formed with each other...would stand the test of time, no matter how hard it would try to eliminate their love for each other.
Several years ago, the angel known as Shuichi Shindou had been all alone...with only his night's dreams to comfort him.
Now he and his prince were within their castle, surrounded by all of their loving family.
I don't know where will go after this...I don't know what's going to happen...
...but no matter what...you'll always be mine...
...and I'll always be yours...
...because we found each other, you and I.
We had our tough times together, but...
I never stopped believing in you.
You found me, I found you...
and we'll always have each other.
You, my Eiri, will remain my friend...my hero...my mate...my heart and soul...
...now and forever...forevermore.
For years the beast had kept himself within the dark towers of his castle, which had been ravaged by the thunderstorms of pain. Without believing in the light of love, he had stormed throughout each day with a broken spirit...unable to believe that he would ever find his heart's resting place. Now he was in the sweet arms of an angel...one he had given his entire being to...and one that loved him in return.
The spell had been broken upon him. The beast was now his true self; a prince, a happy sovereign with his beloved mate...and his beloved family members.
I shall protect you, cherish you, honor you...
No matter what happens.
You've given the most precious miracle to me...
And I shall protect it with my life.
Now and forever, forevermore...
I will hold you close...and keep you warm...Shuichi.
Thank you...for freeing me.
-My friendsy wiendsies! We've reached the end of our tale...the tale that begins the start of a new life for our beloved couple! I hope you had fun guessing the theme of this chapter's ending; hint hint, it came from a certain movie that featured a beast and his maiden!
Unless someone requests an epilogue, I have reached the ending of 'Eien'. I'd like to thank all of you for reading it; it was certainly an amazing experience, one I shall never forget. 'Infragilis Fatalis' will begin shortly (unless, of course, someone asks for an epilogue to 'Eien')...and I shall continue to grow throughout my next project, nyah ha ha! I hope all of you will be prepared for heavy angst (including a character's 'death', nyah), intense lemony fluff and epic battles! I'll have my hands full, nyah ha ha...
By the way, the title 'Eien' came from a very, very dear friend. It's the Japanese word for 'Eternity'!
Until next time, dearies! May Gravitation live on forever in our hearts.
Love, Julin