Disclaimer: Gravitation isn't mine, but Murakami Maki-sama's! ^_^v
The song is L'arc's too.
Infatuation
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 7 - Forbidden Lover.
Scared, I could hear everything as we entered the ER, but as I laid in a stretcher to one side of the small hall, there was no one around me.
Huff, huff...
I could feel the oxygen mask on my face. But I also felt like I couldn't breathe no matter how calm I seemed at that moment.
A woman waiting for her child glanced at me and that's when I began to want to cry. Even though I did not sob, droplets of water came from the sides of my eyes as I thought, "Where is Tatsuha? I want Tatsuha here...I want Tatsuha here...I want..."
It was then that Tatsuha's face appeared before mine and he held my hand while running his hands through my hair. "Are you okay?"
That's when I began to really sob aloud.
"No...not at all..." I answered weakly.
Like a little kid, all my tears were on my eyelids, and everything was so blurry because I was lying down. He began to wipe my face with a cloth. "Don't worry, Shuichi. I'm here."
I looked up at him with pleading eyes.
What do I do?
Why is it that I feel so guilty? Should I have called for Hiro? Yuki?
I don't know...
Wakanai yo.
"He's just under a lot of stress. It was just an anxiety attack," the doctor had said while Tatsuha sat in the room. "Plus, I don't think he's been eating as much as he should. Please make sure he gets lots of rest and food."
Tatsuha bowed to the doctor. "Arigatou gozaimashita."
Turning to me, he let out a sigh of relief. As the doctor left, I sat at the side of the bed and walked out of the room.
But what was waiting outside of the hospital? Though we were leaving through the back, there were still hordes of cameras and microphones...they made me cringe into a little ball and I felt even more sick. So I nestled next to Tatsuha's chest as he carried me with a blanket over my body.
With all the flashing and my blurry eyes, I could see from the sides of my eyes that they had bombarded Hiro, Sakano-san...everyone.
They bombarded my friends. And I could see Hiro on the other side trying to reason it out, but with no success.
And there stood the anxiety attack starter not too far off...
Yuki was watching from some distance away. He was leaning on a lamppost smoking a cigarette. The smoke rose slowly into the air around him and spread like a ghost trying to find a shape.
When he saw me, he turned around and dropped his cigarette on the ground while crushing it under his feet thus putting it out. Again, he was walking away from me.
I want to see your face, Yuki.
How do you look at me now? What are you feeling?
But through all the commotion inside my head and my heart, I clenched my eyes and then opened them to find a very scary Tatsuha scanning the crowd. With a death glare paralleling that of his older brother, he icily threatened, "Just stop! WON'T YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP?!"
The crowd began to simmer and it suddenly became quiet. "Someone's hurt and tired. There's nothing to see, all right? Shuichi's human like everyone else. Just leave him _alone_ for now."
With a tone even lower and rolling under his tongue, he added, "Or else."
The crowd parted and Tatsuha held me closer in my blanket as we walked through.
I clung onto Tatsuha while my eyes again crunched themselves until they hurt. I didn't want to look at anything anymore. I didn't want to see anyone.
Inside, I found myself shaking and there was Tatsuha hanging onto me as if he would never let go. Even in the taxicab he wouldn't let me go as he sighed and looked out the window.
Tokyo was floating by in lines and lights, I knew. But there I was looking up at him as I leaned my head upon his chest hearing his heartbeat.
Doki, doki.
The driver shrugged probably at this unusual site, but he didn't say anything. I'd figure if I were being paid and there was nothing too weird happening...then well, I'd be quiet too.
The silence...
This silence was not disturbing. It was peaceful.
As he paid, I struggled to sit up and finally walk by myself but Tatsuha wouldn't have it. He scooped me up and held me as close as he could while going up the elevator. It didn't matter that there were how many people looking at us or what a strange site this had become. A pink haired person barely visible under a blanket being carried by a sixteen-year-old boy, whom they probably didn't know was a monk.
As the door closed behind us, he laid me on the bed. My arms were so weak that I looked like I was being crucified the way they were spread out over the bed with the blanket softly on my back. Tatsuha looked at me as he placed his hands on the sides of my shoulders. I could feel the warmth permeating through his body.
Those eyes looked down at me as I blinked up at them. We were there for a few minutes with nothing to say.
"Tatsuha?" I finally said in a squeak that I had barely recognized as my voice since I had not talked in so long. A few hours had been enough.
His hands became fists as he lightly pounded them on the bed to make my body jump a bit under the impact. His eyes closed slightly as if he were in pain. "Don't worry me like that, Shuichi!"
My eyes widened a bit at all the affection in his voice and his actions. "I...I didn't mean to," I could barely say unable to react the way I had wanted.
I wanted to hold him. Touch his cheek...anything!
But it felt like I was so weak that I couldn't even do that.
The air...he wanted to ask me something.
He opened his eyes again, and cupped my right cheek as he smiled at me. Leaning forward, he kissed my forehead without anything to say.
As he was pulling away, he whispered finally to my ear, "I'm never a match for my brother, am I, Shuichi?"
That's when my eyes opened even wider as I stared at him looking at me with a face that showed a slight defeat.
I had betrayed you, haven't I?
At that moment, as if to torture me, the next door neighbor's radio loudly played a L'arc en ciel song...
And Hyde sang as if to mock me, "Forbidden lover...ah, forbidden lover..."
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Author's note: Ooh! Next part very interesting...
you can prolly guess what I was listening to right? I love you Hyde!!!
*goes back to schoolwork and Seishirou*
The song is L'arc's too.
Infatuation
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 7 - Forbidden Lover.
Scared, I could hear everything as we entered the ER, but as I laid in a stretcher to one side of the small hall, there was no one around me.
Huff, huff...
I could feel the oxygen mask on my face. But I also felt like I couldn't breathe no matter how calm I seemed at that moment.
A woman waiting for her child glanced at me and that's when I began to want to cry. Even though I did not sob, droplets of water came from the sides of my eyes as I thought, "Where is Tatsuha? I want Tatsuha here...I want Tatsuha here...I want..."
It was then that Tatsuha's face appeared before mine and he held my hand while running his hands through my hair. "Are you okay?"
That's when I began to really sob aloud.
"No...not at all..." I answered weakly.
Like a little kid, all my tears were on my eyelids, and everything was so blurry because I was lying down. He began to wipe my face with a cloth. "Don't worry, Shuichi. I'm here."
I looked up at him with pleading eyes.
What do I do?
Why is it that I feel so guilty? Should I have called for Hiro? Yuki?
I don't know...
Wakanai yo.
"He's just under a lot of stress. It was just an anxiety attack," the doctor had said while Tatsuha sat in the room. "Plus, I don't think he's been eating as much as he should. Please make sure he gets lots of rest and food."
Tatsuha bowed to the doctor. "Arigatou gozaimashita."
Turning to me, he let out a sigh of relief. As the doctor left, I sat at the side of the bed and walked out of the room.
But what was waiting outside of the hospital? Though we were leaving through the back, there were still hordes of cameras and microphones...they made me cringe into a little ball and I felt even more sick. So I nestled next to Tatsuha's chest as he carried me with a blanket over my body.
With all the flashing and my blurry eyes, I could see from the sides of my eyes that they had bombarded Hiro, Sakano-san...everyone.
They bombarded my friends. And I could see Hiro on the other side trying to reason it out, but with no success.
And there stood the anxiety attack starter not too far off...
Yuki was watching from some distance away. He was leaning on a lamppost smoking a cigarette. The smoke rose slowly into the air around him and spread like a ghost trying to find a shape.
When he saw me, he turned around and dropped his cigarette on the ground while crushing it under his feet thus putting it out. Again, he was walking away from me.
I want to see your face, Yuki.
How do you look at me now? What are you feeling?
But through all the commotion inside my head and my heart, I clenched my eyes and then opened them to find a very scary Tatsuha scanning the crowd. With a death glare paralleling that of his older brother, he icily threatened, "Just stop! WON'T YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP?!"
The crowd began to simmer and it suddenly became quiet. "Someone's hurt and tired. There's nothing to see, all right? Shuichi's human like everyone else. Just leave him _alone_ for now."
With a tone even lower and rolling under his tongue, he added, "Or else."
The crowd parted and Tatsuha held me closer in my blanket as we walked through.
I clung onto Tatsuha while my eyes again crunched themselves until they hurt. I didn't want to look at anything anymore. I didn't want to see anyone.
Inside, I found myself shaking and there was Tatsuha hanging onto me as if he would never let go. Even in the taxicab he wouldn't let me go as he sighed and looked out the window.
Tokyo was floating by in lines and lights, I knew. But there I was looking up at him as I leaned my head upon his chest hearing his heartbeat.
Doki, doki.
The driver shrugged probably at this unusual site, but he didn't say anything. I'd figure if I were being paid and there was nothing too weird happening...then well, I'd be quiet too.
The silence...
This silence was not disturbing. It was peaceful.
As he paid, I struggled to sit up and finally walk by myself but Tatsuha wouldn't have it. He scooped me up and held me as close as he could while going up the elevator. It didn't matter that there were how many people looking at us or what a strange site this had become. A pink haired person barely visible under a blanket being carried by a sixteen-year-old boy, whom they probably didn't know was a monk.
As the door closed behind us, he laid me on the bed. My arms were so weak that I looked like I was being crucified the way they were spread out over the bed with the blanket softly on my back. Tatsuha looked at me as he placed his hands on the sides of my shoulders. I could feel the warmth permeating through his body.
Those eyes looked down at me as I blinked up at them. We were there for a few minutes with nothing to say.
"Tatsuha?" I finally said in a squeak that I had barely recognized as my voice since I had not talked in so long. A few hours had been enough.
His hands became fists as he lightly pounded them on the bed to make my body jump a bit under the impact. His eyes closed slightly as if he were in pain. "Don't worry me like that, Shuichi!"
My eyes widened a bit at all the affection in his voice and his actions. "I...I didn't mean to," I could barely say unable to react the way I had wanted.
I wanted to hold him. Touch his cheek...anything!
But it felt like I was so weak that I couldn't even do that.
The air...he wanted to ask me something.
He opened his eyes again, and cupped my right cheek as he smiled at me. Leaning forward, he kissed my forehead without anything to say.
As he was pulling away, he whispered finally to my ear, "I'm never a match for my brother, am I, Shuichi?"
That's when my eyes opened even wider as I stared at him looking at me with a face that showed a slight defeat.
I had betrayed you, haven't I?
At that moment, as if to torture me, the next door neighbor's radio loudly played a L'arc en ciel song...
And Hyde sang as if to mock me, "Forbidden lover...ah, forbidden lover..."
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Author's note: Ooh! Next part very interesting...
you can prolly guess what I was listening to right? I love you Hyde!!!
*goes back to schoolwork and Seishirou*