Everything I wish I had
Author:Purrmeow
Author's notes: I'm back at it minna!!!!! Right here from Japan, and finally ready to continue with the battle of the bishies! I'll try and update as much as possible, and I also appologize for everyone's lovely reviews being deleted, but rules are rules. All we can do is make up for those lost reviews by reviewing lots after this chappie! *grins* I will continue faster if I get more reviews!! But please continue, and if you really like it, check out my other Gravitation stuff!
Chapter Four
Shuichi was long gone, and chasing after the boy would have probably proven fruitless anyhow, afterall, if Shuichi genuinely didn't want to be caught, then he wouldn't, end of story. But with the presence of the usually genki vocalist absent, the two bishounen now had a free and open battle field, perhaps a challenge of worth, among the two artists of text, who's deep and hate filled stares could probably destroy a man of lesser will. The brunette advanced, his footsteps echoing on the hardwood floor ominously, bouncing off the empty walls and escaping down the staircase; his glare did not lighten, if anything it got deeper, and even more threatening. It may have been to compensate for his lacking height, which was steadily becoming more apparent as he neared the blonde, but he was not in the slightest shaken, mindset, and strong.
His voice was cool, cooler than ice when he finally spoke, one hand gripping tightly to the novelists black tie, forcing the blonde to crick his neck at an uncomfortable angle to stare into the deathly orbs of blue. "You know Yuki," the way that name rolled off Sakuma Ryuichi's tongue sent shivers up and down Yuki's spine, "you really should take better care of Shuichi." A chuckle broke the sentence, "or should I say, should have?"
Yuki's brows furrowed, tightly clenched at the center, as his glare deepened, Ryuichi's vocal torture continuing. "He deserves so much better than what you gave him. And the funny thing is, he's starting to realize that, too bad for you hun?" Shrugging, releasing his hold on the taller man, he turned away, "Well, there's no use trying to change the past. You lose, Yuki Eiri."
Hands thrust into his pockets, he proceeded to the staircase, completely abandoning the speechless blonde behind him. But it seemed entirely too good to be true, and the architecture of the house did an excellent job of echoing the novelists booming voice. he could tell that he had hit a nerve, and that this was going to prove to be a harder task than imagined. "What makes you think that I've so quickly been thrust out of the game?"
This was beginning to become entertaining.
Ryuichi halted in his path, turning his stonecold eyes back up to his refreshed opponent, "oh, so the old man's finally managed to lodge those tricks out of his overly tight sleeves?" The brunette mocked, returning to the top of the steps, and meeting the other's challenge face to face.
"As if I care though," it was the elder's turn to shrug it off now, a smug grin curving the corner's of his mouth. "Do what you wish, he'll just come back to me, he always does." Those last words both purred and hissed at the same time, causing the hair at the nape of Ryuichi's neck to stand on end.
That was a low blow! For both he and Shuichi, and he could feel his blood boiling at the crude comment, the brunette about to burst. Any detest he had for the man, quadrupled at those simple words, and his fists clenched so tightly, that his knuckles blanched. Angrily stomping up to the six foot one figure (that's just a guess), closing the once safe distance between the two, daggers shot from his eyes upwards to meet those emitted form Yuki's. And then, in one swing, all that bottled up anger shot out from within the singer and directed at the stone cold blonde.
"KUMAGORO BEAM!!!!!" The stuffed rabbit collided with Yuki Eiri's cold features at full speed, sending the novelist a few feet backwards before the now chibified Sakuma continued. "You really are an evil man! I hate you!!!!" And in tears, the vocalist sped down the stairs, and out the house before the blonde could inject anything else.
Growling, hard hand massaging the place where the plastic eye had caused to flame (those plastic eyes really hurt! Too much sibling rivalry), golden eyes glared at the cloud of smoke that once was a worthy opponent. He truly didn't mean what he said, he was honestly worried, otherwise he wouldn't have travelled all this way to retrieve the loudmouthed, overly hyper, and incredibly cute, vocalist; however, admitting that was as bad as admitting defeat, and Yuki Eiri never loses.
***
His arms clenched so tightly around his balling form that he could swear that his entire body was going numb from the pain, but that, infact anything, was better than this inner turmoil. He had finally retreated to the one person that was always there for him, and although he knew he would eventually have to explain the entire situation to his fairly clueless companion, it felt good to know that he wouldn't have to put up with anymore unexpected, but acted upon, attractions. For the past hour he had merely sat at the corner of Hiro's overly tidy bed, in Hiro's overly tidy room, in Hiro's overly tidy apartment; and it all felt so safe, and so cozy.
"Please just don't ask." Shuichi requested for about the fortieth time, even though Hiro hadn't made a move to say anything since the first time, and the pink haired bishounen cowered even further into the corner. "Just promise me that if either Yuki or Sakuma-san come to the door, I'm not here."
Hiro nodded for the fortieth time as well, fingers plucking absentmindedly at the strings of his guitar in an attempt to distract his racing thoughts. He had know Shuichi for the bulk of their lives, and could probably truthfully claim to know the other better than anyone in the world; and he knew, that given time, Shuichi would spill it all on his own, it was the waiting that was always killer...
"Oh Hiro, I have to tell someone,"
`Right on cue`, the guitarist smiled to himself as he absently set the guitar against the amplifier, and scooted closer to the smaller (SCOOT!!! LOVE THAT WORD *ahem* sorry, I had to), Shuichi had a tendancy to be clingy when he let these kinda things out, and Hiro needed to be prepared, lest sacrifice his apartment...
"It seemed like such a good idea to start out with, I mean, we could have sold another million, and then I could go on another date with Yuki; but then it actually happened, and although it felt amazing, I was so afraid. I didn't know what to do, so I ran, I ran as fast as I could, and as far..." The waterworks had already begun, and Hiro was quick to pull the smaller into his arms, cradling him there as he continued on with his story, intently listening.
"...as far as I could, but they somehow found me. I really don't know how I feel anymore, about anyone! It's all so messed up. My body says yes, but I know it's so very wrong, and I don't know what to do anymore. I thought I'd be safe at home, with my mom, but they found me again. And it happened again. Oh Hiro, it felt so good! Sakuma-san did, but what about Yuki? And then I ran again! And there Yuki was, and he looked so angry. So I ran some more. I ran, and I ran, and I ran, and I ran, and I swear they are still following me."
The teary eyes he turned up on Hiro were so blood shot, and still so hard to refuse; it had always been hard to sat no to Shuichi, and yet he had to on so many occasions, for the other's own good. "Please don't let them find me Hiro! Please!!"
Finally having been awarded a chance to put in his own comments, certain that Shuichi was finished with his rant, Hiro softly pet Shuichi's unruly mop of pink, tucking the other back beneath his chin. He could feel and hear the other wiping his nose on Hiro's tear damp, white t-shirt, and although the image made him cring visibly, he had more important things to deal with at the moment. "Don't worry Shuichi, you're safe here." Softening his voice, barely above a whisper, he continued to croon the tiny vocalist, until he could feel Shuichi's breathing go even, and was certain that the other had fallen asleep.
Laying Shuichi down in his bed, and tucking the other in tightly, Hiro sighed; it may have seemed like a thoroughly exhausting day for Hiro, but he could only imagine how bad it must have been for Shuichi. Softly petting a flushed, and tear stained cheek, Hiro's soft, and deep voice whispered, "don't worry, I'll protect you." Lighting a cigarette, Hiro retreated to the living room, turning off the light, and leaving his best friend to sleep in peace. Tomorrow was definitely going to be an exhausting day, and Hiro wanted to be fully rested, to brace himself for the full impact of the impending conflict.
***End of Chapter Four*** I know it took forever, but it's finally ready!!! I know it's shorter than the other's but it's better than nothing. And I know that Ryuichi seemed really super cold at the beginning of the chapter, but to go with that other personality, I decided to add both bark, and bite. Hope you enjoyed it! And I won't continue without reviews, so I hope you get the picture!!!
Author:Purrmeow
Author's notes: I'm back at it minna!!!!! Right here from Japan, and finally ready to continue with the battle of the bishies! I'll try and update as much as possible, and I also appologize for everyone's lovely reviews being deleted, but rules are rules. All we can do is make up for those lost reviews by reviewing lots after this chappie! *grins* I will continue faster if I get more reviews!! But please continue, and if you really like it, check out my other Gravitation stuff!
Chapter Four
Shuichi was long gone, and chasing after the boy would have probably proven fruitless anyhow, afterall, if Shuichi genuinely didn't want to be caught, then he wouldn't, end of story. But with the presence of the usually genki vocalist absent, the two bishounen now had a free and open battle field, perhaps a challenge of worth, among the two artists of text, who's deep and hate filled stares could probably destroy a man of lesser will. The brunette advanced, his footsteps echoing on the hardwood floor ominously, bouncing off the empty walls and escaping down the staircase; his glare did not lighten, if anything it got deeper, and even more threatening. It may have been to compensate for his lacking height, which was steadily becoming more apparent as he neared the blonde, but he was not in the slightest shaken, mindset, and strong.
His voice was cool, cooler than ice when he finally spoke, one hand gripping tightly to the novelists black tie, forcing the blonde to crick his neck at an uncomfortable angle to stare into the deathly orbs of blue. "You know Yuki," the way that name rolled off Sakuma Ryuichi's tongue sent shivers up and down Yuki's spine, "you really should take better care of Shuichi." A chuckle broke the sentence, "or should I say, should have?"
Yuki's brows furrowed, tightly clenched at the center, as his glare deepened, Ryuichi's vocal torture continuing. "He deserves so much better than what you gave him. And the funny thing is, he's starting to realize that, too bad for you hun?" Shrugging, releasing his hold on the taller man, he turned away, "Well, there's no use trying to change the past. You lose, Yuki Eiri."
Hands thrust into his pockets, he proceeded to the staircase, completely abandoning the speechless blonde behind him. But it seemed entirely too good to be true, and the architecture of the house did an excellent job of echoing the novelists booming voice. he could tell that he had hit a nerve, and that this was going to prove to be a harder task than imagined. "What makes you think that I've so quickly been thrust out of the game?"
This was beginning to become entertaining.
Ryuichi halted in his path, turning his stonecold eyes back up to his refreshed opponent, "oh, so the old man's finally managed to lodge those tricks out of his overly tight sleeves?" The brunette mocked, returning to the top of the steps, and meeting the other's challenge face to face.
"As if I care though," it was the elder's turn to shrug it off now, a smug grin curving the corner's of his mouth. "Do what you wish, he'll just come back to me, he always does." Those last words both purred and hissed at the same time, causing the hair at the nape of Ryuichi's neck to stand on end.
That was a low blow! For both he and Shuichi, and he could feel his blood boiling at the crude comment, the brunette about to burst. Any detest he had for the man, quadrupled at those simple words, and his fists clenched so tightly, that his knuckles blanched. Angrily stomping up to the six foot one figure (that's just a guess), closing the once safe distance between the two, daggers shot from his eyes upwards to meet those emitted form Yuki's. And then, in one swing, all that bottled up anger shot out from within the singer and directed at the stone cold blonde.
"KUMAGORO BEAM!!!!!" The stuffed rabbit collided with Yuki Eiri's cold features at full speed, sending the novelist a few feet backwards before the now chibified Sakuma continued. "You really are an evil man! I hate you!!!!" And in tears, the vocalist sped down the stairs, and out the house before the blonde could inject anything else.
Growling, hard hand massaging the place where the plastic eye had caused to flame (those plastic eyes really hurt! Too much sibling rivalry), golden eyes glared at the cloud of smoke that once was a worthy opponent. He truly didn't mean what he said, he was honestly worried, otherwise he wouldn't have travelled all this way to retrieve the loudmouthed, overly hyper, and incredibly cute, vocalist; however, admitting that was as bad as admitting defeat, and Yuki Eiri never loses.
***
His arms clenched so tightly around his balling form that he could swear that his entire body was going numb from the pain, but that, infact anything, was better than this inner turmoil. He had finally retreated to the one person that was always there for him, and although he knew he would eventually have to explain the entire situation to his fairly clueless companion, it felt good to know that he wouldn't have to put up with anymore unexpected, but acted upon, attractions. For the past hour he had merely sat at the corner of Hiro's overly tidy bed, in Hiro's overly tidy room, in Hiro's overly tidy apartment; and it all felt so safe, and so cozy.
"Please just don't ask." Shuichi requested for about the fortieth time, even though Hiro hadn't made a move to say anything since the first time, and the pink haired bishounen cowered even further into the corner. "Just promise me that if either Yuki or Sakuma-san come to the door, I'm not here."
Hiro nodded for the fortieth time as well, fingers plucking absentmindedly at the strings of his guitar in an attempt to distract his racing thoughts. He had know Shuichi for the bulk of their lives, and could probably truthfully claim to know the other better than anyone in the world; and he knew, that given time, Shuichi would spill it all on his own, it was the waiting that was always killer...
"Oh Hiro, I have to tell someone,"
`Right on cue`, the guitarist smiled to himself as he absently set the guitar against the amplifier, and scooted closer to the smaller (SCOOT!!! LOVE THAT WORD *ahem* sorry, I had to), Shuichi had a tendancy to be clingy when he let these kinda things out, and Hiro needed to be prepared, lest sacrifice his apartment...
"It seemed like such a good idea to start out with, I mean, we could have sold another million, and then I could go on another date with Yuki; but then it actually happened, and although it felt amazing, I was so afraid. I didn't know what to do, so I ran, I ran as fast as I could, and as far..." The waterworks had already begun, and Hiro was quick to pull the smaller into his arms, cradling him there as he continued on with his story, intently listening.
"...as far as I could, but they somehow found me. I really don't know how I feel anymore, about anyone! It's all so messed up. My body says yes, but I know it's so very wrong, and I don't know what to do anymore. I thought I'd be safe at home, with my mom, but they found me again. And it happened again. Oh Hiro, it felt so good! Sakuma-san did, but what about Yuki? And then I ran again! And there Yuki was, and he looked so angry. So I ran some more. I ran, and I ran, and I ran, and I ran, and I swear they are still following me."
The teary eyes he turned up on Hiro were so blood shot, and still so hard to refuse; it had always been hard to sat no to Shuichi, and yet he had to on so many occasions, for the other's own good. "Please don't let them find me Hiro! Please!!"
Finally having been awarded a chance to put in his own comments, certain that Shuichi was finished with his rant, Hiro softly pet Shuichi's unruly mop of pink, tucking the other back beneath his chin. He could feel and hear the other wiping his nose on Hiro's tear damp, white t-shirt, and although the image made him cring visibly, he had more important things to deal with at the moment. "Don't worry Shuichi, you're safe here." Softening his voice, barely above a whisper, he continued to croon the tiny vocalist, until he could feel Shuichi's breathing go even, and was certain that the other had fallen asleep.
Laying Shuichi down in his bed, and tucking the other in tightly, Hiro sighed; it may have seemed like a thoroughly exhausting day for Hiro, but he could only imagine how bad it must have been for Shuichi. Softly petting a flushed, and tear stained cheek, Hiro's soft, and deep voice whispered, "don't worry, I'll protect you." Lighting a cigarette, Hiro retreated to the living room, turning off the light, and leaving his best friend to sleep in peace. Tomorrow was definitely going to be an exhausting day, and Hiro wanted to be fully rested, to brace himself for the full impact of the impending conflict.
***End of Chapter Four*** I know it took forever, but it's finally ready!!! I know it's shorter than the other's but it's better than nothing. And I know that Ryuichi seemed really super cold at the beginning of the chapter, but to go with that other personality, I decided to add both bark, and bite. Hope you enjoyed it! And I won't continue without reviews, so I hope you get the picture!!!