Reunion
Theme: #3. jolt!
Disclaimers on part 1
Rating: R
Shinji arrived at the meeting spot first.
He was pacing back and forth, ignoring the bench that was there, except to occasionally glare at it like everything that had happened was the bench's fault. In any case, though, there was no way that he'd be sitting down anytime soon. He was too nervous, and too afraid.
He knew that Inui had gotten his letter. Kamio had said that he handed it to Inui personally. Of course, even knowing that, Shinji had no guarantee that Inui had actually read the thing. I wouldn't be surprised if he just tossed it…I was so cruel to him. Why should he want to see me right now? Why should he want me back? What if this was just a mistake?
Shinji was so busy worrying and pacing that he didn't see Inui approach, and Inui was happy about that, just wanting to drink in the sight of Shinji. He had been so sure just a day ago that he would never see Shinji this close again, unless by chance, that he was loathe to give up the sight so soon.
If he hadn't already known it before, the knowledge that he loved Shinji struck him fresh, like a bolt of electricity jolting and coursing through his veins. Inui could clearly see the worry and fear etched on Shinji's features, and resolved then and there to do what he could to ease Shinji's mind. Stepping forward then, he said, "Shinji?"
Shinji jumped and whirled. "You came." The relief was clear in his voice.
"Of course I did." Inui moved closer to Shinji. "How could I not?"
"I thought you would hate me, honestly. After what I said…."
Inui shook his head. "I hurt you first, by the lying. You had no reason to believe anything but your own eyes."
Shinji looked down, then up again. "Akira told me what you told him. He thinks it was the truth."
"It was. Nothing but." Inui came a little closer, stopping within arms reach of Shinji. "I was an idiot, Shinji. I admit that. I hurt you…I hurt the person that I…." Inui swallowed, then forged ahead. "That I love."
"L…love?" Shinji's eyes widened. "You love me?"
"Yes, Shinji. I do. And it hurts me so much to have hurt you…I don't know if you can forgive me, or even if I deserve to be forgiven."
"Sadaharu…." Shinji was trembling some. "I…I think I forgave you that night. I decided then that I could share you, if it meant just having you in my life. And when Akira told me what you told him…I hated myself. If I had just listened--"
"I'm not blameless in this, myself," Inui interrupted him, unable to restrain himself any longer and pulling Shinji close. "If I had told you what was happening from the beginning, then we might not be here now."
"But I should have trusted you." Shinji's head rested on Inui's shoulder as he relaxed into the hug. "I love you…so I should have trusted you."
Inui pulled back just enough so that he could look into Shinji's face. "I love you, too. Just you. Renji is an old friend, but I didn't want to kiss him. I felt nothing when he kissed me. You are the only one that I want to feel against me. And…if you can forgive me…I'd like very much to be your boyfriend again. If you'll have me."
"If?" Shinji's eyes were shining. "There's no one else for me, Sadaharu. No one. Of course I want you back. I want to be your boyfriend…I want to be yours."
Inui had to laugh. "You know, we should've had this talk before all the confusion."
"I know." Shinji just smiled at him. "But at least we're together now to have it."
Looking back, Inui wasn't sure just who made the first move. All he knew was that one minute he was looking into Shinji's eyes, and the next his lips were against Shinji's and they were kissing urgently, like they needed each other's lips in the same way that they needed oxygen to breathe.
Shinji was clinging to Inui as their lips and tongues pressed and tangled together. He was breathless, panting for breath as their mouths pulled apart, then came back together like magnets. All he knew was how much he had missed this, how much he needed this, and how right it felt.
Inui moaned softly as Shinji's body molded to his. He finally tore his lips away from Shinji's only to scatter kisses across Shinji's face, not wanting to give up the contact. "Love you," he panted, just holding Shinji close,
"I love you, too." Shinji was shaking as he rested against Inui. "I thought I'd never feel this way again. I never want to be without this feeling again."
"You won't be, not as long as I have anything to say about it," Inui vowed, meaning it with every bit of his being. He knew they were young, that so much could happen…but Inui really felt as if he had found the one for him, and, having nearly lost Shinji once, he wasn't about to let him go again. Ever, if he could help it.
Eventually, in the midst of more kissing, touching, and whispered words, Inui and Shinji found themselves almost sprawled across their bench. Shinji chuckled as he said, "I guess we owe this spot a lot, after all."
"If I could build a shrine here, I would." Inui smiled and ran a hand through Shinji's hair, feeling at peace with the world. "But at least we know how important it is."
"That's good enough for me." Shinji stretched, then looked at his watch. "I have to go home…." He sounded reluctant to part from Inui.
Inui's eyes drank in Shinji's form as his mind registered Shinji's words. "Can I walk you home?"
Shinji smiled. "And history repeats itself?"
"Not at all." Inui grinned. "For one, I don't think that I have to trick you into kissing me."
Shinji laughed. "No. You definitely don't. Does that mean the dating is over?"
"Of course not! In fact, I want to take you out this weekend, if you'll allow it."
"That sounds wonderful to me." Shinji pulled Inui up off the bench so that they could start their walk home. "Sadaharu?"
"Yes, Shinji?"
"Can we never break up again? Even if the making up is nice…I don't ever want to go through this again."
Inui wrapped an arm around Shinji's shoulders and pulled him closer as he replied, "Never. I'm never letting you go again, Shinji."
--The End--
