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Shuichi's lips moved gently across Yuki's. His tongue danced playfuly with his own. Yuki could not resist picking the smaller man up and wrapping his legs tightly around him, pressing his warm body to his. He could feel Shuichi's need for him. His desire. As he pressed his lips back against his lover's, a quiet moan escaped those pink lips...
"So, Eiri, what do you do for a living?"
"Huh?"
Snapped out of his dinner time fantasy, Yuki's eyes immediatly glanced over to Shuichi, who then guestered towards his mother who had asked the question.
"What's your profession?"
Yuki shifted, a soft blush spreading across his face as he began scooting slightly further under the table. He cleared his throat before answering.
"I'm a writer."
Azume nodded.
"A writer huh..." She made a face "OH!" She clapped her hands "I know you now!" She shouted, much in the way of Shuichi with a too loud voice "I read your novels!"
She jumped up from the table.
"I have all of them!" She shouted "I'm going to go get them so you can sign them for me okay!"
"Azume..." Shindo-san spoke, but his words went unheard as his wife bolted out of the room, apparently crashing into everything in her path.
Shuichi rolled his eyes and glanced over to Yuki to appologize, but froze.
'He looks so cute today...' Shuichi thought 'I love him in his glasses...' He bit back a silent gasp as Yuki's tongue darted out to moisten his lip 'God... I want to kiss him now...' Shuichi glanced at the clock 'If I end dinner soon... we can go back to our room and...'
"So a writer..."
Shuichi snapped to attention at the sound of his father's voice.
"Do you make a good living off of that?"
Yuki shrugged softly.
"I do fine." He replied
"I believe you haven't had a novel in quite some time, right?" Shindo-san asked "At least, I haven't heard my wife screaming about your stories for a while..." He chuckled softly, but the action seemed pointless and unfeeling. "I swear, she loves your books more than me."
Shuichi couldn't resist himself and added:
"I don't blame her."
His father's cold eyes fell to Shuichi's, and he froze.
"Perhaps your success will rub off on him." Shindo-san began "And inspire him to be something more than the worthless son he is." He lifted his glass and took a sip "Always crying and whining."
Shuichi scoffed, lifting his glass.
"Your worthless son is making quite a name for himself on the music scene."
"Ah." His father commented, leaning in, his eyes meeting Shuichi's "Then perhaps you should come to my study tonight. We can have some alone time and you'll tell me all about it."
Shuichi froze, and tensed. So much that the glass in his hand shattered.
"I've brought them!" Azume's voice called as she entered the dining room "All..." Her voice trailed off, as she looked at her son's hand, now dripping with blood.
Being knocked out of his confusion at the brief argument by the sight of blood, Yuki jumped up and ran around the table, just as his lover started to pass out, falling out of his seat.
'No... Father...' Shuichi thought, loosing consciousness 'Never again...'
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A.N. How many of you totally thought I was gonna do a lemon at the begining of the chapter? Lol. Anyways, originally, this chapter was supposed to be divided into two. I wanted to go more in depth on Yuki's little fantasy of Shuichi, and make the situation a little more embarassing, but I decided to get more to the point. But, I kind of like the idea of the two of them getting caught thinking about the other. I may use it in later chapters and go into more detail. -wink-.
