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Last chapter guys. Hope you like it.
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My Heart
He could feel it.. something so warm touching him. So warm... Almost like feather light kisses from an angel. Am I dead? He thought. He winced a little as the touch accidently ran over one of the painful area's on his forehead. Well that ruled that one out. Maybe he was dreaming..
He felt too awake.. but he also felt like he was still asleep. He was laying on something very soft. Almost cushony like. Save his head which was propped up on something a little higher, and a little warmer. Feeling gentle hands pushing a few strands of hair from his face, he sighed a little in relaxation. For some reason he felt very safe.. and very cared for at that moment.
He heard mumbling.. a voice? It was soft.. a gentle deep voice, calling for him. Wake up it said.. It's aright it whispered.. I'm right here, it assured.. He could stay like this forever...
However the loud phone ringing right over his head told him otherwise. Twitching a little from the pricing sound, he still couldn't open his eyes. He wasn't sure if he was asleep or awake.
"..Hello?" It spoke. Such a nice voice.. "..Yes... No, I'm busy." A long pause captured him, thinking he could return to sleep until the voice started him a little back into semi reality. "I said I'm busy. .... Yes He's here. .. Yes, He's fine." A pause again. "...Alright, goodnight."
With a soft click he hung up the phone again. He? Well it was a man's voice he thought..
Again the hand slowly started to stroke his hair, only this time he was more aware of the feeling. He knew he was waking up. God damnit..
"..U..ugh..." Shuichi, without opening his eyes, raised a hand to his head to inspect the damage. "..W..what..." Ugh. He sounded terrible.
"You're in my apartment." He spoke quietly, moving a hand to cover Shuichi's and gently bring it back down. "..you've been asleep for nearly a day. Are you alright?"
Shuichi moaned, cracking an eye open to see who was speaking to him. He vaugly noticed his head was laying carefully in his lap, and the rest of him was on a couch.. he was in the living room? "...I..think so..." he slurred out, looking over to see the man looming over him.
His hair was a dark blond. Almost brown, and parted in the middle. His bangs were short, just above his eyes, though the rest of it was like Sakuma's, sort of long but not really. A little scraggy, but still neat. And he looked like he had a nice tan. He had a gentle smile about him, his thin lips a little pursed.
But those eyes.. those eyes were so deep. They looked like deep set topaz jewels.
"W..who are ..." He whispered, as he began to adjust to the dim lighting. Opening his eyes a little more, he noticed those eyes.. were very familiar.
"It has been five years Shuichi, but I haven't changed that much." He let out a small chuckle, raising a hand to give a feather light touch to his cheek. "..I've missed you."
"..Y..Yuki..." He blinked a few times, trying to comprehend what just came out of his own mouth before he finally realized it. "Yuki?!" He shot up, gawking at him with almost unbealivbly wide eyes. It was Yuki! Ton's of differences, especially his icy glare he always had plastered on his face, now replaced by something warm and sweet. But those eyes he could never forget. Those beautiful pools of honey wrapped into two beautiful eyes. Not those. He could never forget those.
"Yuki.. you're.. you.. when.. but then.. huh?" He winced again as a small pain shot though him, grumbling at it, as a hand gently pushed him back down to lay as he was before.
"Yes, me, uh huh, two weeks ago, I followed you, stop looking at me like that." He grinned a little, chuckling. He was really so adorable when he was confused. Just like before.
"Yuki.... is it.. am I late...?" He blinked up, a the cutest confusing written on his face. Yuki reached up to dim the light a little more, knowing Shuichi would get a headache staring at anything bright for too long in his condition.
"Again, Yes, You're not late." He ran on again. Five years ago he would have thought this was extreamly annoying, but five years living in New York with a bunch of people who acted just like he did, he began to see just what a treasure Shuichi really was. He began to soften little by little, enjoying new things and new experiences, letting go of the past that haunted him into medication every day of his life. He was really much better, and he promised himself he would not come back to Shuichi until he was a better person. The way Shuichi was staring at him, he guessed he was doing well.
"You're face will freeze like that if you keep staring." He said, lightly tapping the redhead on the nose.
Shuichi blinked a few times, crossing his eyes and looking back up with a cute flush across his cheeks. "S..sorry..." He whispered, looking down at the floor.
Yuki smiled again, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it.. I'm the one who should apologize."
Shuichi looked up again, blinking. "W..what?" He hadn't expected this. Yuki admitting he was wrong? He was like a totally different person.
"I said I was sorry.. for leaving you the way I did."
"But we both agreed on it! You don't have to be sorry!"
Yuki shook his head again, moving a hand up to brush a few red strands from Shuichi's hair. "I should have been the one to stop it.." He whispered.
Slowly sitting up again, Shuichi, sat next to Yuki, looking at him seriously. "Yuki.. why did you come back? It's been so long.. And were you the one leaving all those presents?"
Yuki nodded, folding his arms. "Yeah, I did. I came back because I realized a lot of things while I was away. There were so many people like me, and I experienced what I was doing to you everyday. I realized it was wrong."
Shuichi blinked up at him, not really knowing what to say. This was really Yuki. This warm, kind person. He was nothing like the grumpy old man he used to know. So serious and skeptical. He was friendly.. he wasn't even glaring.
"Please forgive me.. Please take me back.." Yuki bowed his head, leaning forward on his arms. "I made a mistake to walk out. I want.. to come back. Be the person I should have been.."
Shuichi chuckled, poking the blondes cheek again. "Now who's the idiot?" He smiled when Yuki turned to give him a confused look. "Why wouldn't I take you back? I love you. I always have.. This is like a dream for me."
Yuki smiled a little, for once feeling totally assured. It had been so long since he felt so light. Shuichi was right, this was like a dream, and he wasn't going to mess it up this time. Slowly he moved over to the small table by the couch, pulling a sheet of paper from the drawer and handing it to the redhead. "Here," he said."You missed yesterday. This was you're gift."
Shuichi carefully took the piece of paper, flipping it over to read it out loud.
"Dear Shuichi.
Long ago, we were one, yet held so many faces.
Together we sat, staring, draining all my hate.
Despite this, we never were, always changing paces.
It is now, I decide, I pray I am not late.
I beg your forgiveness, for my start
I ask you please, again to sing
So that I may hear, from the heart
So that I may seal, with this ring.
-Yuki"
Shuichi bit his lip, running his fingers over the lines. "This is... Yuki.."
Yuki bent his head to see the expression of his renewed lover, smiling. He looked so beautiful when he smiled, Shuichi thought. "That was yesterday.. I have one more."
Shuichi looked up, giving Yuki one of his best smiled. Overjoyed and begging he would never wake up if this was a dream, he couldn't help but smiled at that genuine look in his love's eyes. Without another thought, Yuki pulled a small object out of his pocket, brining his hand up so that he could slip a single gold band onto the singer's finger.
The blond leaned closer, half closing his eyes as he brushed feather light lips over the others, ever warm breath cascading over Shuichi's. Finally a small tear slipped though Shuichi's eye, but before another would could be said, he flew forward wrapping his arms around the novelist.
There they sat for what seemed like an eternity, but never long enough, while Yuki soothed and rubbed Shuichi's back, the young boy sobbing into his shoulders.
A wedding ring. A beautiful, flawless wedding band. Yuki had proposed to him.
Sniffling, Shuichi finally pulled away, smiling as much as he could. "Yuki.."
Putting a finger on his lips, he smiled shaking his head for the umpteenth time that night. "Just say yes.."
He bit his lip. How the hell could he NOT say yes? Giving a small nod, he wiped his eyes. "Yes.. I will. Oh Yuki.."
Yuki pulled his lover into his arms, gently stroking his hair and kissing the top of his head. "Thank you.. I'll do better this time."
They stayed that way, until the sun rose on the eighth day.
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"Yuki..?" He stifled a yawn, snuggling his nose into the crook of the blonds neck.
He chuckled a little, wrapping an arm around him. "Yeah?"
"What did I steal?"
The question was almost ridiculous. He didn't figure it out yet? "You're kidding. I left you all those clues... idiot."
Shuichi looked up and pouted at him, but it faltered when he saw the smiled on his love's lips. "So I'm slow! What was it?"
He moved a finger to rest under Shuichi's chin, upturning the cherub face to meet his own. "My heart." He whispered.
Whatever could have been said was lost, by a long and very deep kiss.
The End
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Author's Note: Sap... ugh... I tried to stick angst in here but it was too close to my other story so I had to stick with... that. Well don't bitch cause Yuki's ooc. Like I said before, it's been five years, and im a realistic person. I hope you all enjoyed my first fanfic series with someone else's characters.
And like I said before also, if you wanna read any more, im writing some now, though slower then this one, and I also have an original RPG story up on this fanfiction thing called Ruinic KeyS. I seriously need reviews on it, cause no one knows the poor thing exsists. Well take it easy guys, thanks for all you're reviews and help. I appreciate the support you all gave me.
Last chapter guys. Hope you like it.
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My Heart
He could feel it.. something so warm touching him. So warm... Almost like feather light kisses from an angel. Am I dead? He thought. He winced a little as the touch accidently ran over one of the painful area's on his forehead. Well that ruled that one out. Maybe he was dreaming..
He felt too awake.. but he also felt like he was still asleep. He was laying on something very soft. Almost cushony like. Save his head which was propped up on something a little higher, and a little warmer. Feeling gentle hands pushing a few strands of hair from his face, he sighed a little in relaxation. For some reason he felt very safe.. and very cared for at that moment.
He heard mumbling.. a voice? It was soft.. a gentle deep voice, calling for him. Wake up it said.. It's aright it whispered.. I'm right here, it assured.. He could stay like this forever...
However the loud phone ringing right over his head told him otherwise. Twitching a little from the pricing sound, he still couldn't open his eyes. He wasn't sure if he was asleep or awake.
"..Hello?" It spoke. Such a nice voice.. "..Yes... No, I'm busy." A long pause captured him, thinking he could return to sleep until the voice started him a little back into semi reality. "I said I'm busy. .... Yes He's here. .. Yes, He's fine." A pause again. "...Alright, goodnight."
With a soft click he hung up the phone again. He? Well it was a man's voice he thought..
Again the hand slowly started to stroke his hair, only this time he was more aware of the feeling. He knew he was waking up. God damnit..
"..U..ugh..." Shuichi, without opening his eyes, raised a hand to his head to inspect the damage. "..W..what..." Ugh. He sounded terrible.
"You're in my apartment." He spoke quietly, moving a hand to cover Shuichi's and gently bring it back down. "..you've been asleep for nearly a day. Are you alright?"
Shuichi moaned, cracking an eye open to see who was speaking to him. He vaugly noticed his head was laying carefully in his lap, and the rest of him was on a couch.. he was in the living room? "...I..think so..." he slurred out, looking over to see the man looming over him.
His hair was a dark blond. Almost brown, and parted in the middle. His bangs were short, just above his eyes, though the rest of it was like Sakuma's, sort of long but not really. A little scraggy, but still neat. And he looked like he had a nice tan. He had a gentle smile about him, his thin lips a little pursed.
But those eyes.. those eyes were so deep. They looked like deep set topaz jewels.
"W..who are ..." He whispered, as he began to adjust to the dim lighting. Opening his eyes a little more, he noticed those eyes.. were very familiar.
"It has been five years Shuichi, but I haven't changed that much." He let out a small chuckle, raising a hand to give a feather light touch to his cheek. "..I've missed you."
"..Y..Yuki..." He blinked a few times, trying to comprehend what just came out of his own mouth before he finally realized it. "Yuki?!" He shot up, gawking at him with almost unbealivbly wide eyes. It was Yuki! Ton's of differences, especially his icy glare he always had plastered on his face, now replaced by something warm and sweet. But those eyes he could never forget. Those beautiful pools of honey wrapped into two beautiful eyes. Not those. He could never forget those.
"Yuki.. you're.. you.. when.. but then.. huh?" He winced again as a small pain shot though him, grumbling at it, as a hand gently pushed him back down to lay as he was before.
"Yes, me, uh huh, two weeks ago, I followed you, stop looking at me like that." He grinned a little, chuckling. He was really so adorable when he was confused. Just like before.
"Yuki.... is it.. am I late...?" He blinked up, a the cutest confusing written on his face. Yuki reached up to dim the light a little more, knowing Shuichi would get a headache staring at anything bright for too long in his condition.
"Again, Yes, You're not late." He ran on again. Five years ago he would have thought this was extreamly annoying, but five years living in New York with a bunch of people who acted just like he did, he began to see just what a treasure Shuichi really was. He began to soften little by little, enjoying new things and new experiences, letting go of the past that haunted him into medication every day of his life. He was really much better, and he promised himself he would not come back to Shuichi until he was a better person. The way Shuichi was staring at him, he guessed he was doing well.
"You're face will freeze like that if you keep staring." He said, lightly tapping the redhead on the nose.
Shuichi blinked a few times, crossing his eyes and looking back up with a cute flush across his cheeks. "S..sorry..." He whispered, looking down at the floor.
Yuki smiled again, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it.. I'm the one who should apologize."
Shuichi looked up again, blinking. "W..what?" He hadn't expected this. Yuki admitting he was wrong? He was like a totally different person.
"I said I was sorry.. for leaving you the way I did."
"But we both agreed on it! You don't have to be sorry!"
Yuki shook his head again, moving a hand up to brush a few red strands from Shuichi's hair. "I should have been the one to stop it.." He whispered.
Slowly sitting up again, Shuichi, sat next to Yuki, looking at him seriously. "Yuki.. why did you come back? It's been so long.. And were you the one leaving all those presents?"
Yuki nodded, folding his arms. "Yeah, I did. I came back because I realized a lot of things while I was away. There were so many people like me, and I experienced what I was doing to you everyday. I realized it was wrong."
Shuichi blinked up at him, not really knowing what to say. This was really Yuki. This warm, kind person. He was nothing like the grumpy old man he used to know. So serious and skeptical. He was friendly.. he wasn't even glaring.
"Please forgive me.. Please take me back.." Yuki bowed his head, leaning forward on his arms. "I made a mistake to walk out. I want.. to come back. Be the person I should have been.."
Shuichi chuckled, poking the blondes cheek again. "Now who's the idiot?" He smiled when Yuki turned to give him a confused look. "Why wouldn't I take you back? I love you. I always have.. This is like a dream for me."
Yuki smiled a little, for once feeling totally assured. It had been so long since he felt so light. Shuichi was right, this was like a dream, and he wasn't going to mess it up this time. Slowly he moved over to the small table by the couch, pulling a sheet of paper from the drawer and handing it to the redhead. "Here," he said."You missed yesterday. This was you're gift."
Shuichi carefully took the piece of paper, flipping it over to read it out loud.
"Dear Shuichi.
Long ago, we were one, yet held so many faces.
Together we sat, staring, draining all my hate.
Despite this, we never were, always changing paces.
It is now, I decide, I pray I am not late.
I beg your forgiveness, for my start
I ask you please, again to sing
So that I may hear, from the heart
So that I may seal, with this ring.
-Yuki"
Shuichi bit his lip, running his fingers over the lines. "This is... Yuki.."
Yuki bent his head to see the expression of his renewed lover, smiling. He looked so beautiful when he smiled, Shuichi thought. "That was yesterday.. I have one more."
Shuichi looked up, giving Yuki one of his best smiled. Overjoyed and begging he would never wake up if this was a dream, he couldn't help but smiled at that genuine look in his love's eyes. Without another thought, Yuki pulled a small object out of his pocket, brining his hand up so that he could slip a single gold band onto the singer's finger.
The blond leaned closer, half closing his eyes as he brushed feather light lips over the others, ever warm breath cascading over Shuichi's. Finally a small tear slipped though Shuichi's eye, but before another would could be said, he flew forward wrapping his arms around the novelist.
There they sat for what seemed like an eternity, but never long enough, while Yuki soothed and rubbed Shuichi's back, the young boy sobbing into his shoulders.
A wedding ring. A beautiful, flawless wedding band. Yuki had proposed to him.
Sniffling, Shuichi finally pulled away, smiling as much as he could. "Yuki.."
Putting a finger on his lips, he smiled shaking his head for the umpteenth time that night. "Just say yes.."
He bit his lip. How the hell could he NOT say yes? Giving a small nod, he wiped his eyes. "Yes.. I will. Oh Yuki.."
Yuki pulled his lover into his arms, gently stroking his hair and kissing the top of his head. "Thank you.. I'll do better this time."
They stayed that way, until the sun rose on the eighth day.
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"Yuki..?" He stifled a yawn, snuggling his nose into the crook of the blonds neck.
He chuckled a little, wrapping an arm around him. "Yeah?"
"What did I steal?"
The question was almost ridiculous. He didn't figure it out yet? "You're kidding. I left you all those clues... idiot."
Shuichi looked up and pouted at him, but it faltered when he saw the smiled on his love's lips. "So I'm slow! What was it?"
He moved a finger to rest under Shuichi's chin, upturning the cherub face to meet his own. "My heart." He whispered.
Whatever could have been said was lost, by a long and very deep kiss.
The End
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Author's Note: Sap... ugh... I tried to stick angst in here but it was too close to my other story so I had to stick with... that. Well don't bitch cause Yuki's ooc. Like I said before, it's been five years, and im a realistic person. I hope you all enjoyed my first fanfic series with someone else's characters.
And like I said before also, if you wanna read any more, im writing some now, though slower then this one, and I also have an original RPG story up on this fanfiction thing called Ruinic KeyS. I seriously need reviews on it, cause no one knows the poor thing exsists. Well take it easy guys, thanks for all you're reviews and help. I appreciate the support you all gave me.