Time in My Heart
By Zandra
Sunlight streamed into the room through the blinds. As the light creeped
up his skin and finally reached his closed eyelids, Yuki twitched,
groaned, and rolled over. He twisted the covers over his head, so as to
block the sunlight. A knock on his door came suddenly, disrupting Yuki's
sleep even further.
"Yuki, OHAYO~!" called out Shindou Shuichi, "It's time to get up
sunshine! I have some news," he exclaimed with a wide grin. Shuichi was
very much a morning person, and delighted in waking his lover up when he
got up. He had already taken a shower, but his pink hair lay limp
against his head indicating he had not yet dried his hair. The scent of
coffee and something cooking permated the room, as the kitchen was
directly next to Yuki's bedroom.
"Go away," Yuki grumbled miserably.
Shuichi set down his coffee mug on the nightstand, and stood with his
hands on his slender hips. "You know, if you didn't drink so much before
bed you wouldn't feel as shitty in the morning," He took a sip from the
mug he had set down earlier. "I brewed some mocha coffee just for you!"
Yuki opened one eye, "Bullshit," he muttered, "I don't even like mocha
coffee and you know it." He slowly stretched his body, much like a giant
cat, and sat up. Running his fingers through his blond hair, he stood
and walked towards his closet. Choosing some clothes, he walked out the
door of his bedroom and into the bathroom, locking the door. All the
while not even noticing Shuichi.
Shuichi crossed his arms. "What a grump, and I even made him breakfast."
He suddenly sniffed the air and the distinct scent of something burning
could be found. "Oh no! I left the pan with the eggs on the heat!"
****
[That damn Shuichi] Yuki thought as he ran the soap all over his body,
[Who does he think he is, my mother?] Yuki was irritated that he was
woken up by the loud-mouthed boy, but he was even more irritated that
Shuichi had made him breakfast. [What is he trying to prove by doing
this?] Yuki wasn't used to someone caring for him, let alone caring
ABOUT him. The little acts of love that Shuichi performed were confusing
to Yuki. He turned off the running water, got out of the shower, and
dressed.
****
As soon as he entered the hall, Yuki knew something was wrong with the
breakfast. The hallway was now filled with a thick black smoke and the
choking smell of burnt eggs.
"Fire, fire!" yelled Shuichi, running around in a small circle. He
spotted Yuki, whose eyes were now wide with surprise. "Yuki!" he shouted
and jumped into his lover's arms. "I left the eggs on the heat and know
there's a fire and I don't know what to do and I'm really sorry, and can
you stop the fire, Yuki!"
Yuki dropped the boy he was holding onto the floor. "Baka, you can't
even make eggs," He went into the kitchen through the thick smoke, and
turned off the heat. Grabbing the pan, he thrust it into the sink and
turned on the water. This created more smoke, but soon it stopped. Yuki
opened up all the windows in his apartment, and aired out the room.
There had not really been that much of a fire, but much smoke. The eggs
were now char-broiled to a complete black crisp.
Shuichi, now chibi, launched himself at Yuki. Hugging him tightly, he
exclaimed, "Yuki, my hero! You're so brave and so cool!" as he stared at
Yuki with big chibi eyes. You could practically feel the shoujo bubbles
and sparkles in the room.
Yuki pushed the pink-haired boy off of his body. "Don't EVER try to cook
again, baka," He said coldly, "I'm going out." Yuki left the room.
Shuichi heard the door open and slam shut. "Yuki..." he said mournfully.
What a disastor this morning had been.
By Zandra
Sunlight streamed into the room through the blinds. As the light creeped
up his skin and finally reached his closed eyelids, Yuki twitched,
groaned, and rolled over. He twisted the covers over his head, so as to
block the sunlight. A knock on his door came suddenly, disrupting Yuki's
sleep even further.
"Yuki, OHAYO~!" called out Shindou Shuichi, "It's time to get up
sunshine! I have some news," he exclaimed with a wide grin. Shuichi was
very much a morning person, and delighted in waking his lover up when he
got up. He had already taken a shower, but his pink hair lay limp
against his head indicating he had not yet dried his hair. The scent of
coffee and something cooking permated the room, as the kitchen was
directly next to Yuki's bedroom.
"Go away," Yuki grumbled miserably.
Shuichi set down his coffee mug on the nightstand, and stood with his
hands on his slender hips. "You know, if you didn't drink so much before
bed you wouldn't feel as shitty in the morning," He took a sip from the
mug he had set down earlier. "I brewed some mocha coffee just for you!"
Yuki opened one eye, "Bullshit," he muttered, "I don't even like mocha
coffee and you know it." He slowly stretched his body, much like a giant
cat, and sat up. Running his fingers through his blond hair, he stood
and walked towards his closet. Choosing some clothes, he walked out the
door of his bedroom and into the bathroom, locking the door. All the
while not even noticing Shuichi.
Shuichi crossed his arms. "What a grump, and I even made him breakfast."
He suddenly sniffed the air and the distinct scent of something burning
could be found. "Oh no! I left the pan with the eggs on the heat!"
****
[That damn Shuichi] Yuki thought as he ran the soap all over his body,
[Who does he think he is, my mother?] Yuki was irritated that he was
woken up by the loud-mouthed boy, but he was even more irritated that
Shuichi had made him breakfast. [What is he trying to prove by doing
this?] Yuki wasn't used to someone caring for him, let alone caring
ABOUT him. The little acts of love that Shuichi performed were confusing
to Yuki. He turned off the running water, got out of the shower, and
dressed.
****
As soon as he entered the hall, Yuki knew something was wrong with the
breakfast. The hallway was now filled with a thick black smoke and the
choking smell of burnt eggs.
"Fire, fire!" yelled Shuichi, running around in a small circle. He
spotted Yuki, whose eyes were now wide with surprise. "Yuki!" he shouted
and jumped into his lover's arms. "I left the eggs on the heat and know
there's a fire and I don't know what to do and I'm really sorry, and can
you stop the fire, Yuki!"
Yuki dropped the boy he was holding onto the floor. "Baka, you can't
even make eggs," He went into the kitchen through the thick smoke, and
turned off the heat. Grabbing the pan, he thrust it into the sink and
turned on the water. This created more smoke, but soon it stopped. Yuki
opened up all the windows in his apartment, and aired out the room.
There had not really been that much of a fire, but much smoke. The eggs
were now char-broiled to a complete black crisp.
Shuichi, now chibi, launched himself at Yuki. Hugging him tightly, he
exclaimed, "Yuki, my hero! You're so brave and so cool!" as he stared at
Yuki with big chibi eyes. You could practically feel the shoujo bubbles
and sparkles in the room.
Yuki pushed the pink-haired boy off of his body. "Don't EVER try to cook
again, baka," He said coldly, "I'm going out." Yuki left the room.
Shuichi heard the door open and slam shut. "Yuki..." he said mournfully.
What a disastor this morning had been.