Eiri sat at his desk trying to think of anything to write. Nothing came to
mind, he was trying to
concentrate on his book, but all he could think of was Shu-chan.
~His~ Shu-chan.
Just then the doorbell rang. Eiri tried to ignore it, but it just kept ringing. It was quite
annoying. Eiri slowly rose from his desk, and walked even slower to the door. He opened it. There
in front of him, stood the man he wanted to see the least. Sakuma Ryuichi.
Eiri turned around and walked towards the kitchen. He went to the refrigerator, and pulled out a
beer, pulled the tab, and guzzled the whole can.
"What do you want? Come to confess?"
"As a matter of fact, no. I'm here because we have a surprise for you Eiri- kun." Ryuichi seemed
far too mature.
"And what's that Ryuichi?"
"This." And Ryuichi pulled something out of the sack that he carried with him.
"Streamers? What the hell kind of surprise is that?"
"Have you forgotten Eiri-kun?"
"Forgotten what?"
Ryuichi suddenly went SD and glomped the tall blonde. "Shuichi you can come in now!"
In came Shuichi, with balloons, a cake, presents, banners and more streamers in hand. Eiri just
stood there, looking very puzzled.
"Do you remember now Yuki?" said Shuichi with hopeful eyes.
"Remember what? Are you expecting me to celebrate with you and your lover? Do you want me to
celebrate your cheating on me, with a man twice your age?"
"No baka," Shuichi said calmly. "It's your Birthday. Happy birthday Yuki!"
Eiri still looked confused. "No it's not. My birthday is not until," He glanced at the calendar.
"Not until the 23."
"I know that. but it wouldn't be a surprise if we had the party on the day of your birthday."
"We were planning a big party Yuki, but because you thought that your Shu- chan was sleeping with
me, we had to come up with a new plan."
"Thank you Sakuma-san. I'd like to be left alone with Yuki now, okay?"
"Okay Shuichi! Bye-bye Yuki!"
Ryuichi slipped out the door but as soon as it closed, it flew back open, and Ryuichi brought a
sack over to Shuichi. "Don't forget this stuff Shuichi. I think you'll be needing it!" Ryuichi
said, while giving him a wink.
Shuichi blushed. "Thank you Sakuma-san." Then the older singer was gone again.
Eiri walked up to Shuichi, "What do you have in the bag Shu-chan?" and he opened it up, and
started looking through it. "Cigarettes, wine, strawberries, hot fudge, whipped cream, a tube of
lubricant, and…toys?"
***
Eiri woke the next morning with Shuichi wrapped around his waist. He smiled and looked around the
room. A banner reading, "Happy Birthday Lover!" hung on the head board. Wrapping paper made a
trail back out the door, and into the kitchen. Strawberry leaves, smeared hot fudge, globs of
whipped cream, an empty tube of lubricant, and various toys cluttered the bed.
What a mess. This was going to take all afternoon to clean up. But it was well worth it.
***
The end!! Is it everything you hoped it would be? I actually had planned this idea from the very begining...if it was a happy ending...this was what it was going to be...so I didn't just use your idea Tricia (is that right? I think it was your idea...)
concentrate on his book, but all he could think of was Shu-chan.
~His~ Shu-chan.
Just then the doorbell rang. Eiri tried to ignore it, but it just kept ringing. It was quite
annoying. Eiri slowly rose from his desk, and walked even slower to the door. He opened it. There
in front of him, stood the man he wanted to see the least. Sakuma Ryuichi.
Eiri turned around and walked towards the kitchen. He went to the refrigerator, and pulled out a
beer, pulled the tab, and guzzled the whole can.
"What do you want? Come to confess?"
"As a matter of fact, no. I'm here because we have a surprise for you Eiri- kun." Ryuichi seemed
far too mature.
"And what's that Ryuichi?"
"This." And Ryuichi pulled something out of the sack that he carried with him.
"Streamers? What the hell kind of surprise is that?"
"Have you forgotten Eiri-kun?"
"Forgotten what?"
Ryuichi suddenly went SD and glomped the tall blonde. "Shuichi you can come in now!"
In came Shuichi, with balloons, a cake, presents, banners and more streamers in hand. Eiri just
stood there, looking very puzzled.
"Do you remember now Yuki?" said Shuichi with hopeful eyes.
"Remember what? Are you expecting me to celebrate with you and your lover? Do you want me to
celebrate your cheating on me, with a man twice your age?"
"No baka," Shuichi said calmly. "It's your Birthday. Happy birthday Yuki!"
Eiri still looked confused. "No it's not. My birthday is not until," He glanced at the calendar.
"Not until the 23."
"I know that. but it wouldn't be a surprise if we had the party on the day of your birthday."
"We were planning a big party Yuki, but because you thought that your Shu- chan was sleeping with
me, we had to come up with a new plan."
"Thank you Sakuma-san. I'd like to be left alone with Yuki now, okay?"
"Okay Shuichi! Bye-bye Yuki!"
Ryuichi slipped out the door but as soon as it closed, it flew back open, and Ryuichi brought a
sack over to Shuichi. "Don't forget this stuff Shuichi. I think you'll be needing it!" Ryuichi
said, while giving him a wink.
Shuichi blushed. "Thank you Sakuma-san." Then the older singer was gone again.
Eiri walked up to Shuichi, "What do you have in the bag Shu-chan?" and he opened it up, and
started looking through it. "Cigarettes, wine, strawberries, hot fudge, whipped cream, a tube of
lubricant, and…toys?"
***
Eiri woke the next morning with Shuichi wrapped around his waist. He smiled and looked around the
room. A banner reading, "Happy Birthday Lover!" hung on the head board. Wrapping paper made a
trail back out the door, and into the kitchen. Strawberry leaves, smeared hot fudge, globs of
whipped cream, an empty tube of lubricant, and various toys cluttered the bed.
What a mess. This was going to take all afternoon to clean up. But it was well worth it.
***
The end!! Is it everything you hoped it would be? I actually had planned this idea from the very begining...if it was a happy ending...this was what it was going to be...so I didn't just use your idea Tricia (is that right? I think it was your idea...)
