Aftermath
I don't own Gravitation.
Chapter 1
Shuichi sat silently in the living room. No more tears left inside of him. It had been two weeks since Yuki had died, the worse two weeks of his life. All he wanted was for Yuki to wrap his arms around him and tell him everything will be ok. But that was never going to happen.
He stared at the television. The media were covering the funeral that had taken place earlier that day. That was the worse thing ever that had happened to Shuichi. Watching as his lover was taken from him forever. Having everyone stood around offering their sympathies. He'd left as soon as the funeral was over wanting to spend his time alone.
He watched on screen as it showed a shot of Mika leaving crying being supported by Touma. He'd had no one to support him as he left. He'd left all by himself. He knew he had friends but Hiro and the others couldn't understand what he was going through. He'd never felt so alone. He felt like his heart had been ripped out and part of him was missing never to be found again.
He flicked the channel over on the TV without thinking. It was a tribute to Yuki and what he had done. "Eiri-San was the lover of the singer of Bad Luck Shindou Shuichi..". Shuichi flicked the TV off. He couldn't bear it anymore. He was alone. The man he'd intended to spend his life with was dead. When Yuki died a large part of Shuichi ha gone to the grave with him.
He threw the remote at the TV. There was a knock at the door. 'Great' he thought 'just what I need.' He wasn't going to answer it till he heard Hiro outside.
"Shu-Chan it's me. Let me in. Please"
Shuichi went to the door and opened it to face his best friend.
"You weren't there this morning. It was the funeral of the man I love and you didn't turn up."
Hiro looked uncomfortable. "Well me and Yuki never really got on. I didn't think I should have been there."
"I don't want to talk to anyone. Especially people who let rivalries get in the way of supporting there best friends when the whole world goes to hell." Shuichi slammed the door into Hiro's face and went back to the sofa
It was true Hiro hadn't turned up to the funeral. It had hurt so much to look around for the support of his best friend and find him not there the one time he needed him.
It was now night time. Shuichi hadn't moved since Hiro had called. He'd been ignoring the phone and the door. He didn't want anyone apart from the person who he couldn't have. Everytime he closed his eyes he saw Yuki laying in his arms, blood pouring from the wound on his chest.
The doorbell rang again. Shuichi just sat in the silence. Whoever was at the door knocked. Shuichi still remained on the sofa. The person at eh door spoke.
"Shu-Chan let me in. I want to give you something"
It was Ryuichi. Shuichi left his spot and went to open the door.
"Kumagorou wants to be with you," He said as he held out the purple stuffed toy.
"Thank you Ryuichi."
"We missed you at he end of the funeral. We wanted to see you then."
Shuichi was touched. It turned out someone was there for him.
"Would you and Kumagorou like to come in for a bit?"
"Sure"
They walked into the living room in silence. It would have unnerved most people for the pair to be so silent. They were both uncharacteristically quiet and serious.
They sat for a few minutes before Ryuichi broke the silence.
"Have you eaten?"
Shuichi shacked his head. Ryuichi stood and walked into the kitchen. He returned a few moments later.
"I'm going to the shop. You have no food in"
"You don't have to bother"
"Yes I do. I don't want anything to happen to you as well. I'll leave Kumagorou here."
With that Ryuichi turned and left.
End of Chapter one
I don't own Gravitation.
Chapter 1
Shuichi sat silently in the living room. No more tears left inside of him. It had been two weeks since Yuki had died, the worse two weeks of his life. All he wanted was for Yuki to wrap his arms around him and tell him everything will be ok. But that was never going to happen.
He stared at the television. The media were covering the funeral that had taken place earlier that day. That was the worse thing ever that had happened to Shuichi. Watching as his lover was taken from him forever. Having everyone stood around offering their sympathies. He'd left as soon as the funeral was over wanting to spend his time alone.
He watched on screen as it showed a shot of Mika leaving crying being supported by Touma. He'd had no one to support him as he left. He'd left all by himself. He knew he had friends but Hiro and the others couldn't understand what he was going through. He'd never felt so alone. He felt like his heart had been ripped out and part of him was missing never to be found again.
He flicked the channel over on the TV without thinking. It was a tribute to Yuki and what he had done. "Eiri-San was the lover of the singer of Bad Luck Shindou Shuichi..". Shuichi flicked the TV off. He couldn't bear it anymore. He was alone. The man he'd intended to spend his life with was dead. When Yuki died a large part of Shuichi ha gone to the grave with him.
He threw the remote at the TV. There was a knock at the door. 'Great' he thought 'just what I need.' He wasn't going to answer it till he heard Hiro outside.
"Shu-Chan it's me. Let me in. Please"
Shuichi went to the door and opened it to face his best friend.
"You weren't there this morning. It was the funeral of the man I love and you didn't turn up."
Hiro looked uncomfortable. "Well me and Yuki never really got on. I didn't think I should have been there."
"I don't want to talk to anyone. Especially people who let rivalries get in the way of supporting there best friends when the whole world goes to hell." Shuichi slammed the door into Hiro's face and went back to the sofa
It was true Hiro hadn't turned up to the funeral. It had hurt so much to look around for the support of his best friend and find him not there the one time he needed him.
It was now night time. Shuichi hadn't moved since Hiro had called. He'd been ignoring the phone and the door. He didn't want anyone apart from the person who he couldn't have. Everytime he closed his eyes he saw Yuki laying in his arms, blood pouring from the wound on his chest.
The doorbell rang again. Shuichi just sat in the silence. Whoever was at the door knocked. Shuichi still remained on the sofa. The person at eh door spoke.
"Shu-Chan let me in. I want to give you something"
It was Ryuichi. Shuichi left his spot and went to open the door.
"Kumagorou wants to be with you," He said as he held out the purple stuffed toy.
"Thank you Ryuichi."
"We missed you at he end of the funeral. We wanted to see you then."
Shuichi was touched. It turned out someone was there for him.
"Would you and Kumagorou like to come in for a bit?"
"Sure"
They walked into the living room in silence. It would have unnerved most people for the pair to be so silent. They were both uncharacteristically quiet and serious.
They sat for a few minutes before Ryuichi broke the silence.
"Have you eaten?"
Shuichi shacked his head. Ryuichi stood and walked into the kitchen. He returned a few moments later.
"I'm going to the shop. You have no food in"
"You don't have to bother"
"Yes I do. I don't want anything to happen to you as well. I'll leave Kumagorou here."
With that Ryuichi turned and left.
End of Chapter one