'Til Tomorrow..
(one of many, many fics I'm currently working on!)
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine…. The song
lyrics at the end are from the song 'Til Tomorrow, by
Amy Sky.
Pairing: Yuki/Shuichi. Kinda sappy. Hope it's okay.
Some people might find Yuki slightly ooc, but I wrote
this after watching episode# 8…and well, it fit with
how I see Yuki in my head.
---
Shuichi sat staring out the window, lost in thought.
Song lyrics had been running through his head all
night, and he'd finally had to get up and write them
down on paper. After he scribbled them down, he found
he was unable to fall back asleep. It was still dark
outside. Sunrise wouldn't be for a number of hours
yet. His fear of forgetting the lyrics now forgotten,
he let his mind wander to the other issue that had
been keeping him awake.
'I've been here over two months now…I've lived here,
with him.'
His gaze flickered over to the couch; HIS couch and
back again. He sighed.
'Two months…and I'm still relegated to sleeping on the
couch. Even after we make love, I still wind up back
on the couch…. He never lets me stay in bed with him.'
He'd considered trying it once or twice, in those rare
times when Yuki fell asleep before he did, but had
always decided against it. That was a line he didn't
dare cross…yet.
He looked over at the door to Yuki's bedroom. It was
early; Yuki wouldn't be awake for at least another
hour or two yet. Usually he was up much earlier than
Yuki anyway and slipped in and told Yuki that he was
leaving.
He sighed again. His bangs fell down in front of his
eyes, and he brushed them away in annoyance.
As he looked down, he noticed a pop magazine sitting
on the coffee table. Bad Luck, the headline read.
'Hey, s'about us.'
He picked up the magazine, flopped back down into the
armchair and flipped to the two-page spread that
featured the band with interest. On the first page
there was a full color picture of himself, Hiro and
Fugisaki, followed by an article.
His eyes scanned the article briefly. It mentioned
their most recent show, and how every seat had been
filled, then went on to discuss their music. Following
that there was a column where the fangirls asked
whether or not any of the band members were currently
involved with anyone else.
He laughed. 'If only they knew…not only who I was
sleeping with…. but where. Shuichi…. famous singer,
rich and famous and his boyfriend makes him sleep on
the couch…'
"What are you doing up?" asked the voice from behind.
Shuichi whirled to see Yuki standing there in his
pyjamas. The blond was looking at him, face
expressionless. His blond hair was mussed from sleep,
and the one of his pajama sleeves had slipped from his
shoulder.
"Ah, Yuki." Shuichi said, "It's nothing…I couldn't
sleep, s'all."
"Ah." was the blonde's only reply. He studied Shuichi
for a moment; intense eyes focused on his young lover,
as though searching for something.
"What?" asked Shuichi. 'Did I do something wrong
again?' he wondered. He wracked his brain, but
couldn't come up with anything. 'Wasn't loud…couldn't
have woken him up…didn't leave a mess anywhere..'
Yuki walked over to stand in front of him. Shuichi
waited, unsure what was going on. When he was less
than a foot away, Yuki suddenly grabbed Shuichi by the
arms, and pulled him from the chair.
'What?' was all he had time to process before Yuki's
lips were on his own, and he lost all sense of
coherent thought. Yuki's hands were everywhere,
caressing, touching, and Shuichi moaned.
"Shu-chan." The words were whispered softly in
Shuichi's ear.
Shuichi froze. Shu-chan? Yuki had never called him
anything like that before. It had been weeks before
he'd even been willing to call him by his full name,
Shuichi…and now, a pet name?
He looked up into Yuki's eyes, always intense normally
glaring at something, (in what Shuichi affectionately
called the glare of death…..) and saw for one of the
few times he could remember in their relationship true
uncertainty there.
Yuki, showing his emotions? Really showing his
emotions?
"Yuki?" he murmured, bringing a hand up to touch his
lover's cheek. "I can tell something is upsetting
you." he said, "Have I done something wrong?"
Yuki shook his head.
Shuichi took Yuki by the hand, and led him over to the
couch. "Tell me." he said, as Yuki sat down beside
him. There was a long silence followed by-
-"I had a dream…"the words were so soft that Shuichi
almost had to strain to hear them.
"Another flashback?" Shuichi questioned, reaching over
and taking one of Yuki's hands in his own.
Again Yuki shook his head. "No. I had a dream that
you...." here he faltered, "…I had a dream that you
left me."
Shuichi's eyes widened. "Yuki…"
The blonde continued. "I dreamed that you finally woke
up one day, and decided you were sick of putting up
with me. You packed everything and left." He choked. "
I looked for you everywhere but I couldn't find you."
The pain in his lover's voice made Shuichi swallow a
lump in his throat.
Yuki's eyes filled with tears. "I..I don't want to
keep pushing you away, but…"he trailed off. "but I
don't know how to…."he choked. "I don't want you to
leave!"
Shuichi slid from the couch, and onto the floor in
front of his lover, without letting go of his firm
grip on Yuki's hands. Words…a songwriter has to be
able to use words …He searched frantically for some of
those words now.
"Yuki,…koi, I'm not ever going to leave you.." he
whispered, sliding his arms up around Yuki's waist.
"As long as you want me here…I'll be here.." He said,
"And when we're both old and grey, I'll still be here
so you can still call me idiot, or moron, or whatever
makes you happy!"
Yuki let out a shuddering sigh, and a ghost of a smile
appeared on his lips. "Shu-chan…"
'He's smiling…' realized Shuichi, 'he's actually
smiling.'
Yuki leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on
Shuichi's forehead. Shuichi could see how exhausted
his koi was, and made a decision. "Come on…you should
get back to bed."
He led Yuki back to his room, and gave him a lingering
kiss as his lover sat on the edge of the bed.
As he turned to go, Yuki's hand shot out and caught
Shuichi's wrist. "Wait."
"What?" Shuichi asked in alarm, turning back.
"I want…."there was a pause, followed by some very
unexpected words, "I want you to stay with me.."
Shuichi's eyes widened in shock, sure he'd misheard or
at the very least, misunderstood.
Yuki looked up at him, and for one startling moment
looked just like a little boy; young and completely
vulnerable. "Please?"
"Hai." agreed Shuichi, pulling back the bedspread, and
climbing under to covers.
He wrapped his arms around Yuki, and felt Yuki tense
momentarily, then slowly relax into the embrace.
He inched upwards so he could whisper in Yuki's ear
and very softly began to sing the lyrics that had been
running around in his head. "I'll love you 'til
tomorrow…" he tightened his embrace, "and I will make
this promise every night. I'll love you 'til tomorrow,
we can build forever one day at a time…"
Owari!
(one of many, many fics I'm currently working on!)
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine…. The song
lyrics at the end are from the song 'Til Tomorrow, by
Amy Sky.
Pairing: Yuki/Shuichi. Kinda sappy. Hope it's okay.
Some people might find Yuki slightly ooc, but I wrote
this after watching episode# 8…and well, it fit with
how I see Yuki in my head.
---
Shuichi sat staring out the window, lost in thought.
Song lyrics had been running through his head all
night, and he'd finally had to get up and write them
down on paper. After he scribbled them down, he found
he was unable to fall back asleep. It was still dark
outside. Sunrise wouldn't be for a number of hours
yet. His fear of forgetting the lyrics now forgotten,
he let his mind wander to the other issue that had
been keeping him awake.
'I've been here over two months now…I've lived here,
with him.'
His gaze flickered over to the couch; HIS couch and
back again. He sighed.
'Two months…and I'm still relegated to sleeping on the
couch. Even after we make love, I still wind up back
on the couch…. He never lets me stay in bed with him.'
He'd considered trying it once or twice, in those rare
times when Yuki fell asleep before he did, but had
always decided against it. That was a line he didn't
dare cross…yet.
He looked over at the door to Yuki's bedroom. It was
early; Yuki wouldn't be awake for at least another
hour or two yet. Usually he was up much earlier than
Yuki anyway and slipped in and told Yuki that he was
leaving.
He sighed again. His bangs fell down in front of his
eyes, and he brushed them away in annoyance.
As he looked down, he noticed a pop magazine sitting
on the coffee table. Bad Luck, the headline read.
'Hey, s'about us.'
He picked up the magazine, flopped back down into the
armchair and flipped to the two-page spread that
featured the band with interest. On the first page
there was a full color picture of himself, Hiro and
Fugisaki, followed by an article.
His eyes scanned the article briefly. It mentioned
their most recent show, and how every seat had been
filled, then went on to discuss their music. Following
that there was a column where the fangirls asked
whether or not any of the band members were currently
involved with anyone else.
He laughed. 'If only they knew…not only who I was
sleeping with…. but where. Shuichi…. famous singer,
rich and famous and his boyfriend makes him sleep on
the couch…'
"What are you doing up?" asked the voice from behind.
Shuichi whirled to see Yuki standing there in his
pyjamas. The blond was looking at him, face
expressionless. His blond hair was mussed from sleep,
and the one of his pajama sleeves had slipped from his
shoulder.
"Ah, Yuki." Shuichi said, "It's nothing…I couldn't
sleep, s'all."
"Ah." was the blonde's only reply. He studied Shuichi
for a moment; intense eyes focused on his young lover,
as though searching for something.
"What?" asked Shuichi. 'Did I do something wrong
again?' he wondered. He wracked his brain, but
couldn't come up with anything. 'Wasn't loud…couldn't
have woken him up…didn't leave a mess anywhere..'
Yuki walked over to stand in front of him. Shuichi
waited, unsure what was going on. When he was less
than a foot away, Yuki suddenly grabbed Shuichi by the
arms, and pulled him from the chair.
'What?' was all he had time to process before Yuki's
lips were on his own, and he lost all sense of
coherent thought. Yuki's hands were everywhere,
caressing, touching, and Shuichi moaned.
"Shu-chan." The words were whispered softly in
Shuichi's ear.
Shuichi froze. Shu-chan? Yuki had never called him
anything like that before. It had been weeks before
he'd even been willing to call him by his full name,
Shuichi…and now, a pet name?
He looked up into Yuki's eyes, always intense normally
glaring at something, (in what Shuichi affectionately
called the glare of death…..) and saw for one of the
few times he could remember in their relationship true
uncertainty there.
Yuki, showing his emotions? Really showing his
emotions?
"Yuki?" he murmured, bringing a hand up to touch his
lover's cheek. "I can tell something is upsetting
you." he said, "Have I done something wrong?"
Yuki shook his head.
Shuichi took Yuki by the hand, and led him over to the
couch. "Tell me." he said, as Yuki sat down beside
him. There was a long silence followed by-
-"I had a dream…"the words were so soft that Shuichi
almost had to strain to hear them.
"Another flashback?" Shuichi questioned, reaching over
and taking one of Yuki's hands in his own.
Again Yuki shook his head. "No. I had a dream that
you...." here he faltered, "…I had a dream that you
left me."
Shuichi's eyes widened. "Yuki…"
The blonde continued. "I dreamed that you finally woke
up one day, and decided you were sick of putting up
with me. You packed everything and left." He choked. "
I looked for you everywhere but I couldn't find you."
The pain in his lover's voice made Shuichi swallow a
lump in his throat.
Yuki's eyes filled with tears. "I..I don't want to
keep pushing you away, but…"he trailed off. "but I
don't know how to…."he choked. "I don't want you to
leave!"
Shuichi slid from the couch, and onto the floor in
front of his lover, without letting go of his firm
grip on Yuki's hands. Words…a songwriter has to be
able to use words …He searched frantically for some of
those words now.
"Yuki,…koi, I'm not ever going to leave you.." he
whispered, sliding his arms up around Yuki's waist.
"As long as you want me here…I'll be here.." He said,
"And when we're both old and grey, I'll still be here
so you can still call me idiot, or moron, or whatever
makes you happy!"
Yuki let out a shuddering sigh, and a ghost of a smile
appeared on his lips. "Shu-chan…"
'He's smiling…' realized Shuichi, 'he's actually
smiling.'
Yuki leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on
Shuichi's forehead. Shuichi could see how exhausted
his koi was, and made a decision. "Come on…you should
get back to bed."
He led Yuki back to his room, and gave him a lingering
kiss as his lover sat on the edge of the bed.
As he turned to go, Yuki's hand shot out and caught
Shuichi's wrist. "Wait."
"What?" Shuichi asked in alarm, turning back.
"I want…."there was a pause, followed by some very
unexpected words, "I want you to stay with me.."
Shuichi's eyes widened in shock, sure he'd misheard or
at the very least, misunderstood.
Yuki looked up at him, and for one startling moment
looked just like a little boy; young and completely
vulnerable. "Please?"
"Hai." agreed Shuichi, pulling back the bedspread, and
climbing under to covers.
He wrapped his arms around Yuki, and felt Yuki tense
momentarily, then slowly relax into the embrace.
He inched upwards so he could whisper in Yuki's ear
and very softly began to sing the lyrics that had been
running around in his head. "I'll love you 'til
tomorrow…" he tightened his embrace, "and I will make
this promise every night. I'll love you 'til tomorrow,
we can build forever one day at a time…"
Owari!