Disclaimer: Gravi isn't mine. ;_; End of story.
The Difference Between Need and Want
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 10 - Someone like you.
I walked out of the room and sleepily rubbed my eyes with the back of my head like a sleepy neko. I stopped as I was going to walk into the living room to find Yuki looking at a dead telephone with the beeping clearly echoing through the apartment walls.
Beep. Beep.
"What's wrong?" I tipped my head to the side full of concern on my face.
Slowly placing the phone of the receiver, he placed his hand inside his pockets and walked past me as I had never existed. "Yuki..."
And that hurt.
That really hurt.
I turned around to watch him walk away from me. Innocently, I asked, "Why are you mad at me?"
Tap...tap...tap...
Whenever he got mad, I never knew if it was me or if it was something else besides me. Whatever it was, I SHOULD have been used to this...but unfortunately, I wasn't.
He should have at least said something. At least glare at me...
...but he just walked past me...
...as if I were never there...
W-was this the way love was supposed to be?
My eyes became watery and I ran out of the apartment like a complete fool to ask such a stupid question. And yet, the answers never would come to me as simply as I wanted them to.
The rain was beginning to pour and there I ran faster and faster while crying. The sprinkling of water emerged to be a dam that just fell and my tears were doing the same.
Wiping my nose in the rain, I wailed, "Why are you always like this to me, Yuki?"
I don't understand if you really love me or just like the concept of loving me.
You never tell me anything.
I don't understand anything...
Pounding on Hiro's door, he opened it with a cigarette in his mouth and gave me a strange look. "What are you doing this late-"
Then, he stopped as I ran into his arms and hugged him while the door closed behind me.
I'm wet and hugging him without thinking again.
I hope he isn't mad at me...
Without so much as a complaint, he looked down at me as I looked up with lips quivering and tears running down the sides of my eyes. "What happened, Shuichi?"
"Yuki." I sniffed. "Yuuukkkiiii! WAHHHHH!!!!!!"
Then, his eyes became slits and his tone became monotonous. "What did he do this time?"
"He ignored me!"
Shaking his head, he sighed and said matter-of-factly, "But doesn't he do this once in a while anyway?"
With my own head shaking in his arms, I cried, "No, he really ignored me this time. And I don't know why..."
His tone again became very low...with anger. Hugging me and placing my his head over mine, he watched the door in back of me. "I've had about enough of him."
"Huh?" I blinked my eyes and looked up at him again.
What...
What are you doing, Hiro?
Hiro began to hold me even tighter as he kissed the top of my wet head. Taking my head between his hands, he looked deeply at me. "I said I've had enough of him, Shuichi."
Lifting his hand towards my neck, he leaned over and kissed me passionately, yet warmly on the lips.
I'm not even pushing him off...
"I know you best...I know what's good for you, Shuichi," he said as he hugged me tighter than he ever had before. "Leave him and stay with me now."
"Hiro..."
And for the first time in my life, I had seen a side of Hiro that I had never seen:
A possessive one.
He began to shake me as if to wake me up from my waking daydream. I then watched him, as if it weren't me, push me on his couch. Ripping my shirt open, he bent over me and gave me a sorrowful look as he began to kiss my neck.
What you're doing is wrong Hiro...
...but why can't I move...
...I'm not shocked by what you're doing...
...and I'm not even pushing you off...
...I trust you too much...
As he was going to take my short's zipper down, he stopped midway.
"I can't."
His eyes became wistfully as he looked down at me. "When you asked me what I really wanted, I somewhat lied to you."
Hiro...? Lie...to me?
With a clear and determined look in his eye, he replied, "What I wanted to really say was, 'What's in front of me.'"
"What's in front of you..." I trailed off still shocked at this confession for he had been my friend for years and I didn't even see the signs at all...
I...
I kind of like...
Looking away, I stared at the balcony. "Hiro...?"
He still looked down at me with his hands to my sides and didn't move. "Yes, Shuichi?"
For a moment there was a calm and peaceful silence.
I want to say that I like this attention...
That you won't do anything bad to me...
That you won't hurt me like Yuki does with my heart and my mind...
Blinking my eyes, I said, "What would you do if I went with you then?"
I know you'll take good care of me, Hiro.
Like you always have.
I need someone like that...
Without regret, I put my arms on his neck and looked straight into his eyes while lifting up my head.
I need someone like you.
Whispering before kissing him, I answered before he could respond, "Do as you please, Hiro..."
Hesitantly, he responded back by leaning closer and closer to me.
Don't misunderstand me Hiro...
"Don't hold back." I whispered to his ear. "Do it."
This is not a spur of the moment thing...
In the back of my mind, I've denied it for a long time, but I've always thought about you...
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Author's note: Oh gosh...I think I've gone overboard on the twisting...mwahahahahahaha!
The Difference Between Need and Want
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 10 - Someone like you.
I walked out of the room and sleepily rubbed my eyes with the back of my head like a sleepy neko. I stopped as I was going to walk into the living room to find Yuki looking at a dead telephone with the beeping clearly echoing through the apartment walls.
Beep. Beep.
"What's wrong?" I tipped my head to the side full of concern on my face.
Slowly placing the phone of the receiver, he placed his hand inside his pockets and walked past me as I had never existed. "Yuki..."
And that hurt.
That really hurt.
I turned around to watch him walk away from me. Innocently, I asked, "Why are you mad at me?"
Tap...tap...tap...
Whenever he got mad, I never knew if it was me or if it was something else besides me. Whatever it was, I SHOULD have been used to this...but unfortunately, I wasn't.
He should have at least said something. At least glare at me...
...but he just walked past me...
...as if I were never there...
W-was this the way love was supposed to be?
My eyes became watery and I ran out of the apartment like a complete fool to ask such a stupid question. And yet, the answers never would come to me as simply as I wanted them to.
The rain was beginning to pour and there I ran faster and faster while crying. The sprinkling of water emerged to be a dam that just fell and my tears were doing the same.
Wiping my nose in the rain, I wailed, "Why are you always like this to me, Yuki?"
I don't understand if you really love me or just like the concept of loving me.
You never tell me anything.
I don't understand anything...
Pounding on Hiro's door, he opened it with a cigarette in his mouth and gave me a strange look. "What are you doing this late-"
Then, he stopped as I ran into his arms and hugged him while the door closed behind me.
I'm wet and hugging him without thinking again.
I hope he isn't mad at me...
Without so much as a complaint, he looked down at me as I looked up with lips quivering and tears running down the sides of my eyes. "What happened, Shuichi?"
"Yuki." I sniffed. "Yuuukkkiiii! WAHHHHH!!!!!!"
Then, his eyes became slits and his tone became monotonous. "What did he do this time?"
"He ignored me!"
Shaking his head, he sighed and said matter-of-factly, "But doesn't he do this once in a while anyway?"
With my own head shaking in his arms, I cried, "No, he really ignored me this time. And I don't know why..."
His tone again became very low...with anger. Hugging me and placing my his head over mine, he watched the door in back of me. "I've had about enough of him."
"Huh?" I blinked my eyes and looked up at him again.
What...
What are you doing, Hiro?
Hiro began to hold me even tighter as he kissed the top of my wet head. Taking my head between his hands, he looked deeply at me. "I said I've had enough of him, Shuichi."
Lifting his hand towards my neck, he leaned over and kissed me passionately, yet warmly on the lips.
I'm not even pushing him off...
"I know you best...I know what's good for you, Shuichi," he said as he hugged me tighter than he ever had before. "Leave him and stay with me now."
"Hiro..."
And for the first time in my life, I had seen a side of Hiro that I had never seen:
A possessive one.
He began to shake me as if to wake me up from my waking daydream. I then watched him, as if it weren't me, push me on his couch. Ripping my shirt open, he bent over me and gave me a sorrowful look as he began to kiss my neck.
What you're doing is wrong Hiro...
...but why can't I move...
...I'm not shocked by what you're doing...
...and I'm not even pushing you off...
...I trust you too much...
As he was going to take my short's zipper down, he stopped midway.
"I can't."
His eyes became wistfully as he looked down at me. "When you asked me what I really wanted, I somewhat lied to you."
Hiro...? Lie...to me?
With a clear and determined look in his eye, he replied, "What I wanted to really say was, 'What's in front of me.'"
"What's in front of you..." I trailed off still shocked at this confession for he had been my friend for years and I didn't even see the signs at all...
I...
I kind of like...
Looking away, I stared at the balcony. "Hiro...?"
He still looked down at me with his hands to my sides and didn't move. "Yes, Shuichi?"
For a moment there was a calm and peaceful silence.
I want to say that I like this attention...
That you won't do anything bad to me...
That you won't hurt me like Yuki does with my heart and my mind...
Blinking my eyes, I said, "What would you do if I went with you then?"
I know you'll take good care of me, Hiro.
Like you always have.
I need someone like that...
Without regret, I put my arms on his neck and looked straight into his eyes while lifting up my head.
I need someone like you.
Whispering before kissing him, I answered before he could respond, "Do as you please, Hiro..."
Hesitantly, he responded back by leaning closer and closer to me.
Don't misunderstand me Hiro...
"Don't hold back." I whispered to his ear. "Do it."
This is not a spur of the moment thing...
In the back of my mind, I've denied it for a long time, but I've always thought about you...
--
Author's note: Oh gosh...I think I've gone overboard on the twisting...mwahahahahahaha!