Feb. 24. 2003
Disclaimer : Gravitation doesn't belong to me but to Maki Murakami. All the songs which will be/were used in this fanfic was originally written and sang by the all time pop queen, and sex upper, Madonna.
Author's note : Ne, I was quite surprised that nobody new that songs were Madonna's. but she's the pop queen!!!! Ait a minute, maybe the song was just too old, ne? yup, that must be it. It was released in 1995. ^_^ Anyway, here it is, everyone! Chapter three! Sigh. I wonder how this is going to turn out? The next chapter won't be up until I come up with a decent idea again. When's that, I wonder. I do hope I can finish this story before summer ends. Sigh. Well hee! Time to read! Reviews, please! Okay? Saa! ^_^
Dedicated to all the reviewers and well, especially to my two best chums here on the internet!!! Crimson Glory Kai and shuichi-tensai!!!
"Rivals"
Chapter Three
Famous Japanese blonde novelist Eiri Uesagi or Eiri Yuki, as most people call him, sped through the highway, feeling all frustrated and pissed at the same time. Not only that he haven't done anything productive for the day, like coming up with something for the next chapter of his highly anticipated new book, but is also late or in his case, terribly late for the show Shuichi had constantly been babbling about since yesterday, the other day, as well as the day before that.
"Tch. What am I thinking? That coming to that show is as productive?" Laughter found its way on the blonde's throat and out of Eiri's mouth. Sure, his hands weren't any useful for the day but he wasn't that desperate to get a hold of something or to be occupied with something either. And most certainly not with some silly band shows such as this one. No, no. Definitely not. He didn't bother to push his ass all the way up from his royal chair in front of his royal laptop and leave his beloved royal apartment just to attend some silly rock shows to kill time. Neither because he wanted to, but because he had to. He made a promise to Shuichi that HE WILL BE THERE if he would just shut the hell up and let him be alone with his work. 'Let's not go crazy' as they say.
The next twenty minutes of his journey was quite smooth and fast, causing him to forget all about the blasted book and his frustration for a while. He didn't much pay any attention to all the cars he kept on surpassing or what other 'not nice' things that could happen and could happen to him. All he's thinking about is that he's late and he's so damn sick about it. It was then that it started to rain hard, causing the traffic to go slower, and, causing him, to clench his fists tight on the driving wheel.
"Uh. C'mmon, damnit!" He heard himself say, as he threw a now fully clenched fist on the wheel. /Of all the blasted times for the blasted rain to fall./ He sighed in defeat, as the traffic condition finally came into a complete stop. He leaned on his back and tried to ignore the fact that he's now pissed as hell could ever be. /It's raining really hard./ He was thinking, /I wonder how they're coping up with this./ He sighed once more and returned his gaze to his front, waiting for the vehicle he's next to, to move at least an inch forward. Well, that's life. People always get to spend time with those nasty traffic conditions every time which is such a pain in the head. It just so happened that Eiri is one of them tonight.
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Stadium (Refreshing Area) "Damn. just where did that idiot brought his ass to this time?" Hiro was obviously scolding no one, as there weren't any Shuichi around but didn't stop his search. He could have sworn he told the brat to stay put and sit on that waiting chair beside some vendor machine while he went for some medicine and now he's gone. Hiro shook his head in annoyance and started leaving the Refreshing area. He was too much bothered with the idiot's sudden disappearance and didn't notice the person walking straight onto him and-
*Thud*
"Ow." He growled, "Er, sorry Mister, I was in a-"
"Sorry Mister yourself. Just where've you been?" It was Fujisaki. "Only two more bands left to perform and the show is all done for good. And where's Shuichi-kun? K-san went all mad when he found out about you two's sudden sneak-out. Well, that was after we got the situation all fixed." The keyboardist added, giving an oh-boy-what-a-day sigh.
"What situation?"
"Nothing." Fujisaki inquired as he quickly changed expression in an attempt to change the subject as well. "Anyway, hurry up and find Shuichi-kun. We'll be leaving as soon as this is all over and boy, am I tired or what."
"Tired? The only thing we did was perform once and watch other bands do their stuff after that, and you're worn out already?" Hiro gave him a puzzled look. The sixteen-year-old keyboardist stared back.
"Oh, it's a long story."
"Wait, does that have something to do with the 'situation' thing you were talking about?" Hiro was asking, now quite interested of what happened.
"Yes, but find Shuichi-kun first. K-san might shoot you and Sakano-san might become the freakiest man you'll ever see if you don't." Fujisaki gave Hiro a pat on the shoulder and walked away.
"I'm working on it." Hiro mumbled to himself as he left the path he and Suguru were taking and continued with his search. "Oh my. I hardly noticed the pouring of the rain until now."
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Stadium (Entrance)
Eiri pushed his way through the crowd and glared gone all the scowls he received made by people whom he had 'accidentally' hit. He was more than just terribly late for the blasted show, for heaven's sake, and damn, did he still have the time to stop and display his face in front of every single person he bumped on to and apologize? Hn. To hell with them all.
At last, after a few more minutes of bumping and glaring, Eiri reached the one last place he had to pass before he can actually find Shuichi. He wasted no time and searched his pocket to find the ticket Shuichi had given him earlier that day before he went off.
Just as he was about to hand over the ticket, a boy wearing a yellow shirt and red cap, who quite looked like a staff in charge of collecting tickets before letting people in, whatever, approached him and stared at the novelist with a puzzled expression as he went so say:
"Erm. sorry sir, but the show just ended a few minutes ago."
Eiri couldn't think of a better way than just punch the boy straight on the nose and proceed to in. He didn't though. Hell, he was still sane, for crying out loud, and it would be a ruin to his image too if he did such an impolite thing. So instead, he fixed the boy with a sharp glare before saying:
"Listen kid, I've practically done nothing fruitful for the day for my hands and mind weren't any of a help, got stuck between some stupid cars in the middle of some stupid traffic condition caused by a stupid weather, and got scowled at by those dumb people you see heading away from here. Intensifying my frustration by not letting me in after I give you this shitty ticket won't be a very nice idea, I assure you."
Mortified, the boy grabbed the ticket from the novelist's flat open hands and took a few steps back, getting out of Eiri's way as he did. "Th- That would be a. a. one ticket! One person, sir! P- Please come in!"
"Glad we understand each other." With that, Eiri went on and disappeared from the boy's sight.
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Stadium (Refreshing Area)
Hiro greeted his teeth with each and every step he made. He'd been practically looking for the brat for nearly an hour and a half but still, not a single clue of where he probably had gone to. Damn is he tired or what. It was then that he, for the second time that day, bumped onto someone and boy, guess what. He didn't feel all happy about it at all. What made the situation even worse is that, it's an ASK member.
"Oh, sorry." Ma-kun said in a low tone, as he repositioned himself to continue on with his walking. Hiro stopped and turned to look at the retreating figure as he debated with himself weather if it is okay to ask his rival about their (Bad Luck's) vocalist's whereabouts or not. But then he figured time was wasting and he can't continue on doing it.
"Hey, have you seen Shuichi, by any chance?" And the question was out.
The other guitarist turned and said: "Not at all. I myself is quite busy looking for our own vocalist. He said he was just gonna buy some drinks but he's taking too much time. Or should I say 'Took'. I have a suspicion he's not here anymore."
Hiro didn't seem to get the answer he wanted. It was obvious that the person he's looking for and asked the blonde guitarist about was none other than Shuichi and all he got was some lousy plot about the 'lazy eye's' own disappearance. Though, it somehow made some sorta sense to him and caused him to think the unthinkable. Man he got the picture, indeed.
Seeing the sight of a retreating frustrated Hiro, although his walk was already beginning to slow down, Ma-kun did just the same and started walking again but stopped right on spot as he heard his own name being called.
"Ma-kun, are you saying that the lazy eye just. well- disappeared?" The blonde frowned at that. They may be rivals but that's not a good enough reason to call his friend the 'lazy eye'. And right in front of his face too.
"Er, sorry." Hiro apologized. "So, where'd he go?"
"No idea. He said he was gonna buy some drinks and next, he was gone."
"And that other guy? The one with dark brown hair and shades?" Asked Hiro again.
"I left Ken in our room just in case Tachi arrives. Anyway, weren't you looking for Shindou-san just now?"
"I was and I still am." Answered Hiro who was now walking beside him. "I'll tell you what. Why don't we look for them together? Well, you said Aizawa- san went to buy drinks and this is the only place wherein you can buy ones and I just left Shuichi here a few minutes ago. (Lying) so maybe they're just here, somewhere."
The sound of this made Ma-kun feel rather surprised. Not because he thought the younger guitarist had a little something for him but because he knew what the other started thinking the moment he heard about Tachi's disappearance.
"You think Tachi kidnapped Shindou-an." He declared smoothly as he stopped walking and turned to his right side to face Hiro. Hiro did the same as his companion did.
Silence.
"Well, to be honest with you, yes. That's exactly what I'm thinking right now."
Silence again.
"Well, we better hurry. If what you're thinking is correct then we have to do something." Ma-kun declared and went to continue walking.
Hiro stared at the blonde's back for a while. Did he just hear what he thought he heard? And then he figured it was out of the question right now and well, his priority for today is to find Shuichi on the double, right? So he too, hurried up and followed Ma-kun.
"What did you mean by that?"
"About Tachi?"
"Hn."
"Well, he is the sort of person who will do anything or, let's say almost anything, to get what he wants. He'd been acting kinda weird lately and well, that second song we performed? I don't know what kinda dirt he picked up from the ground and ate it to write such."
All right now, this thing is really starting to make some creepy kinda sense. To Hiro, that is. First, ASK made a two-timer show, then this strange song weather love or pop, filled with longing and desire, comes out of Tachi's brain, and weather if it was addressed to Shuichi or what, damn, he just didn't know, and now, Shuichi is missing as well as ASK's own vocalist. He could still remember a few parts of the song though. They maybe rivals but hey, nothing's wrong with admitting the fact that the song was rather good. Very good. /Now what was that part again?/ Thought Hiro. /Ah, yes./ He added and started to recall the words to put them all together.
I want you the right way. I want you, but I want you to want me too. Want you to want me baby. Just like I want you.
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Stadium (Bad Luck's Room)
"Hell! Just where are those two?!" K shouted, while waving his gun in the air.
Sakano and Suguru sweat dropped. Like the last 'situation', they'll have to deal with the gunman again.
"The rain is getting heavier. If we don't get out here now, it'll be morning already before we all get back to NG." Fujisaki stated as he kept a firm old onto his keyboard.
"Forget about that ofr now, K's gonna kill someone if we don't stop him!" Sakano Blabbered, trying to catch the keyboardist's attention. Fujisaki sighed and stood up. Just as they were about to 'help' the manager to calm down, the door slammed open and in came the well known Japanese romance novelist which is none other than-
"Yuki Eiri." K muttered as he lowered his gun and sat to make a straight eye contact with the other blonde. Eiri stared back, despite that his clothes were all wet because of that stupid rain, and, that his muscles started to contract with them too.
"Where's Shuichi." Eiri demanded, still standing at the door, his cool wet face facing the manager steadily.
"Who knows. Why, you might be the sole reason of Shuichi's disappearance." Eiri frowned at that. It was okay to have the brat crying a river, apologize (Not through words though.) by having sex with him afterwards but 'disappeared'? Was he really that upset to run away? Eiri wasn't about to give in to this little ran of theirs though. He took a few more steps forward as he closed the door behind him and said:
"Just cut the crap and tell me where he is. He's upset beacuase I came late, I know, but he won't run away, crying and driving people nuts." At this, K almost raised his gun and shoot. Fujisaki was nice and fast to get a hold of it before it happened though, which was a good thing, actually.
"Um, Yuki-san, Hiro went out to look for him and see, there' nothing to worry about. They'll be here in no time."
Eiri looked at him furiously and said: "Nakano did?"
"Well, he said he just went somewhere to look for some medicine and he got back-" He was cut off again.
"Medicine?"
"Shuichi was complaining about his headache before he disappeared."
Eiri was about to make a reply but stopped as the door he just closed behind opened revealing two guitarists. One of Bad Luck's and another of ASK's.
K looked up as if waiting for an answer. Eiri turned to his back and was surprised at the sight of Shuichi's best friend, along with a member of their rival band.
"Where is he?" He demanded, his golden orbs well focused on the brown-red hair.
Hiro glared at him. It seems that for every single trouble Shuichi gets himself in to, To Hiro, Eiri is always the one to blame. Why? Well, maybe because he's always the last person to know weather if something terrible happened to his best friend or not and always wears the so-what-I-don't- care mask although he truly is head over hills worried about the pink-head. And that's what Hiro hated the most about Eiri's being human. Even the simple 'I love you' he cannot say even when there's only the two of them around. Pride, as people call it.
"Funny you should ask." Hiro's glare went sharper as he continued saying: "The headache would've been nothing if you came a little earlier. You know how of a crazy Baka he is when it comes to you. What, can't you leave the blasted laptop alone for a while? Damn, if I hadn't known any better, you'd rather stay and sit in front of your laptop instead of doing it with Shuichi on the bed. Tch. Novelists these days."
Knowing Hiroshi Nakano, Eiri decided not to take the guitarist's words to heart. He knew that this kinda talk won't go anywhere and that if Hiro was a fool for nagging at him and judging him like that, that he was even more of a fool if he took it seriously. So there, he ignored him. And although half of the words spoken were true, that he always focuses on work and drives Shuichi away whenever he's there to interrupt, never did he thought that Shuichi was any less important compared to his laptop. He was and is still his EVERYTHING.
Eiri 'Huned" and headed for the door. Before he could finally open it though, he was called by Bad Luck's manager K causing him to stop and turn to look at the other blonde.
"Holt it."
Eiri simply stared at him.
"Where are you going?" The gunman asked.
"I believe it is to my concern only where to drag myself to. Not yours." Eiri said with a smirk turning open the door so he can get out. It was K's words that stopped him again from doing so though.
"Looking for Shuichi?" He asked.
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"I'm coming with you then."
Eiri frowned at him.
"He's my star after all. It's also my fault that the kid's disappeared."
"Hun. Do as you desire. But I'm doing this with or without your help." "Hey, you." K looked at Ma-kun. "You coming?"
Ma-kun answered: "No thanks, I gotta be heading back."
And the two blondes left in search of the vocalist while the other blonde left to rejoin his teammate, Ken to look for Tachi as well. Probably. Hiro snorted. "Must've had his nerves petrified by what I said."
"No, that's not it."
"What do you mean?" He turned questioningly at Fujisaki.
"He completely ignored what you said. Barely understood it if ask me."
"Hell, I don't a give a fuck if he ignores me or not. But I won't stop unless he's mentally human enough to give Shuichi the attention he deserved."
"Right." Fujisaki sweatdropped.
"You don't believe me, don't you."
"Aw. I hope they find Shindou-kun soon! I miss NG so much!!!" Sakano was blabbering again. Oh well.
"NG? or is it the PRESIDENT of NG himself that you're missing?" Hiro laughed his annoying laugh at the now blushing producer.
Fujisaki sweatdropped again.
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At some Hotel (Room 198)
It was dark. Gods, everything was hardly visible to him! All he could feel was the soft covers of the bed over his slim body and- wait a minute, wasn't at the refreshing area waiting for Hiro who went looking for some medicines? And speaking of medicine:
Shuichi slowly got up and felt the pain in his head, causing him to put a hand on it and just hold it steadily. He looked around to at least get a single clue of where he is, though he can see nothing but pure black. Now, how's that possible?
"Er, the curtains must be closed." He murmured to himself, now getting up from the bed he'd been laid on to. Still feeling a but dizzy, he walked across the room nor only as careful not to fall but as well as fast as he could. He bumped onto something. The wall? No. it's got a handle. The door. Shuichi grabbed a handful of the mentioned handle and tried to pull it open. Luckily, he wasn't at all locked in from inside or anything like that. He got out of the room and examined the corridor.
Now it's clear. He's inside some sorta hotel. This floor has three doors, a flight of stairs, one of going up, and another one going down. But who brought him here though? Hiro? K? Are they all here too? "It's creepy here...." He complained to himself. Yeah, it is creepy. The lights are all dim and the color of the walls and rugs are pale-dark. "They claim it's a hotel but it doesn't look anything like one! It's looks evil!" Wined the pink-head, despite the pain in his head. The first question that popped into his mind not too long ago, "Who brought me here?", is now to be answered as footsteps on the rugs started to be heard coming closer and closer. Shuichi started panicking. Who is this person? Why did he or she brought him here? What's his or her intention? His brain was too much occupied to even think of running away. He didn't know what to do. The person who he claimed to be his kidnapper is fast approaching and he can't do anything to move himself. To escape.
The stairs. Of course, the stairs! /The stairs!/ Shuichi thought, heading for it. Just as he was about to take step on it though, to his horror, a man with black hair was standing right in front of him, eyes wide, and looking very angry. Very angry indeed.
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Stadium (Bad Luck's Room)
Hiro, Fujisaki, and Sakano was sitting quietly, and anxiously waiting for the blondes to come back. Hopefully though, they'd come back with the pink- head too. Man, does Hiro have something to say to Shuichi when he's back. He'd been rehearsing the words silently for quite some time now, and he sure won't screw up saying it to his best friend's face by the time he comes back. Hopefully, he will come back.
The door opened and the two blonde that went out to look for the vocalist came inside. Both looking frustrated. They didn't find him.
"All the bands had gone home. As well as the staffs. We're the only ones here now." Fujisaki stated.
"We know." K said rather angrily.
"All right, I've decided. We'll leave for now and tell the police about this tomorrow." K declared.
"WHAT?" Both Eiri and Hiro stared at him in disbelief.
"It's okay if you want to stay. I won't stop you. Not this time. But you won't find him. We've searched all over the place already. The Refreshing Area, the base of the stadium, damn, even the girl's bath rooms" At this Hiro looked at him questioningly. "Well, not all of them, Right Yuki-san?" Eiri didn't say anything though.
"Okay, let's move people, grab all your belongings so we can get outta here."
Sakano was secretly happy about this. No, not about them not finding Shuichi but because he can finally go home. Back to NG. he won't spend the night at his apartment. He'll go straight to the studio and stay there 'till morning and wait for the lovely president of NG to arrive! Why, he did brought and extra suit and well, there's a comfort room in Ng anyway where he can change so, he'll just stay there 'till dawn!
"Yuki-san, want a ride home with us?"
"I've got my own car, thank you."
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THE freackin' Hotel (Corridor)
Tachi stared at the shocked figure in front of him. Did he really thought he could escape from him?
"You little brat. I've already warned the guards not to let a certain pink- head get out because he's with me and he's drunk and that he'll cause trouble if he runs free around the city. Thay think you're a sex slave of mine and will tell the police about this place if you got out. Why, they wouldn't want to loose their jobs would they?" Tachi said in a mocking tone, advancing a few steps towards his prey.
Shuichi, as if about to fall, was panicking with all his might and started to run away. Tachi had the advantage however, as he mentioned before, the guards won't let him out. But Shuichi was just too stubborn for his own good. He won't stop running just because Tachi told him to, or because Tachi told him that he doesn't have chance of escaping. So there, Shuichi kept on moving away although his headache was starting to dominate his whole brain as well as his body and,
*CRASH*
Shuichi fell hard on the floor, head down over his arms and is still struggling to get up. Tachi found this a little amusing. Not once did he thought Shuichi would look so damn desperate to get away from him.
"AW.Tatsukete!" Tachi felt more than just plain satisfied to hear the word "Help" from Shuichi's mouth. Damn all the good and bad, he was really enjoying this!
Shuichi was about to succeed in getting up but was pushed back down by Tachi. What would make this little game more fun is having his prey struggling to get away not just from him, but also from his grip. Oh, the scream Shuichi released when pushed down. Good thing Tachi was quick enough to cover his mouth with his own hands. Though, nobody would really care even if he did scream like hell. Wait a sec- did I just say it was 'good'?! (Ignore this, please. -_-'')
"So this is the way you want the game to be played? Tag? Right before we get onto the REAL game in bed?" Tachi said mockingly as he lowered his body so he can whisper to Shuichi's ear: "This place is pretty far from That of Yuki-san's. Here, you can yell all you want. The people from behind these doors will only think that you're actually enjoying some wonderful love- making. Which is what we'll do as soon as we finish this little game of ours. 'Just to make things a little more exciting."
"Oh, and just to remind you, this is an illegal hotel. Not just any, but a hotel where you can have all the sex and fun you'll ever wish for. And the word 'help' isn't acknowledged by people here, by the way." Tachi stood up and unbuttoned his own Shirt. He took it off and brought it to their room by the time he came out, Shuichi was still struggling to get up. Man, was the headache really that bad? Tachi's smirk grew even wider as he reached for the boy to make him cry out for help once again.
"AH!!! Let go Aizawa! Let go!" No use "LET GO!!!" Still no effect. He's crying now though. Poor Shuichi.
"As I've said, you can cry as much as you want but it won't do you any better." Tachi said a little louder since Shuichi had been really screaming this time. "YUKI!!!"
"All right, time's up, game's over, time to head for the bed!!!" With this, Tachi used both his arms to grab Shuichi's entire body and to pin his arms to his sides at the same time. The boy was still moving to get away but to no avail. Taci was especially strong tonight. Maybe because he knew something 'good' was about to happen.
He dumped the hyper body on the bed and began unzipping his own pants. Shuichi on the other hand, was trying hard to put up with his headache and was panting hard. Really hard. At last, Tachi finished undressing himself and is now wearing only his /ehem/ underpants. He laid himself on top of the still panting Shuichi and started undressing him as well. Shuichi was just as stubborn and persistent as a spoiled brat though, he just can't give up that easily. Well, Eiri calls him that a lot. Doesn't he?
Anyway, "Urgh! Stop this! Are you nuts?! Get your filthy hands off me!" Tachi made a face at that. Filthy? This childish little brat. How dare he?
"Filthy?" He spoke out his thought. "You think I'm filthy filthy? Isn't your relationship with that gold-eyed beast filthy? Don't you know that despite your popularity, a lot of people hate you because you're homosexual? Were you not aware of the fact that some of your fans had been turned down really bad after that blasted novelist first declared to the media that you two have been living together as lovers for the past few months? Don't you know that I was one of them? Hm? Don't you know?!" Tachi was practically yelling at him.
"Shut up! If Yuki's a golden-eyed beast, then you're lazy-eyed freak- actopus-water-demon or. or. whatever you are! Yuki1 help!" The headache's gone, I suppose.
"It's a real surprise that although you do realize that you're being kidnapped here, you still have the energy to be hyper." Tachi said in between movements as he keeps Shuichi in control. Stop wasting your strenght though. It won't get you anywhere."
"WAWAWAWAWAWA WA!!! WA!!!!!!" Shuichi's hyper ness wasn't such a waste and seemed to have come into action and had a quite good purpose after all. He managed to slip one hand from Tachi's grip away and made a quick child-like punch (Quite strong though.) directly on Tachi's face. He was hit on the nose which caused it to bleed.
Tachi became completely silent, his eyes well-hidden behind his bangs. Shuichi was silenced too.
And then Tachi laughed his crazy-evil-laugh.
Shuichi was simply terrified. /What's wrong with him?/ He thought. He can see the blood which was the result of his punch run down from Tachi's nose to his mouth. He reached to touch the bleeding nose. For whatever reason, damn, he just didn't know. He used his index finger to wipe out the blood although it doesn't stop. He just. kept doing it. Perhaps because he felt rather uneasily for what he did. Guilt.
Before Shuichi could continue though, his wrist was grabbed by Tachi's hand. "You're in no position to fight back. I can kill right here, right now." Then he pressed his lips hard against Shuichi's. Shuichi didn't refuse. He just stayed till, bearing with the taste of Tachi's blood in his mouth. He didn't mind though. It just felt too good to even think of the blood so he didn't mind. At all.
Tachi pulled back the kiss and stared at Shuichi with wide eyes. "Aren't you gonna refuse?" He asked, half believing what he just witnessed, saw, felt, whatever.
"I- I don't know." Shuichi looked quite unsure.
"Do you know why I wrote that song and why oh why did I bother myself to ask Seguchi to allow us to perform that on stage? Even if it isn't released as a single yet?"
Tachi thought for a while. "Because I saw you at the park near you and your lover's apartment. I think you're reading a book. One of Yuki Eiri-san's maybe? And man, did you have me longed for this moment all day and night after that to arrive or what."
Shuichi remained silent though, feeling very un-eased. Was he really that sorry about punching Tachi's nose? Or maybe he's just worried about what he's REAL boyfriend might say? Well. No matter.
Tachi decided to just ignore whatever it is that's on Shuichi's mind and just took the advantage he had while it's still there. Or, does he prefer to have sex with hyper-never-ending-whining side of Shuichi? Hehe. I guess not.
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Three Hours later
Shuichi rolled on the bed and felt the blankets all wrapped around him. He reached his arms in search of his partner, only to find that the left side of the bed was empty. He opened his eyes quickly got into a sitting position, blankets still wrapped around his shoulders. His worries were replaced by a complete relief as he heard his own name being called by his koi for the night.
"Thought I already left you?" Tachi said, ex-hailing the cigar smoke.
Shuichi smiled sweetly at the sight of Tachi standing beside the window pane, and all covered with rays of light of the moon. He stood up.
"Ne, aren't you cold? You're not wearing any clothes." Shuichi joked, smiling tenderly.
"I'm still too lazy to do it myself."
"Do you want me to do it?"
Tachi looked at him for a while, then back out the window. "It's okay."
"Then, I guess you wouldn't mind if I put on my own clothes?"
"They're right there, beside the bed." Tachi pointed to where he had put the younger singer's clothes. Shuichi went to the said place and said:
"You folded them? That was sweet, I guess."
"All right then, hurry up and get dressed. I'm taking you home."
"Shuichi stared at him. "Where?"
"To Yuki Eiri-san, of course. Where else?"
"Well. I just thought."
"Well, it's not like what you thought. Now, hurry up and put your clothes on."
Shuichi did as he was told and got all dressed. So did Tachi.
"Ne, what time is it?"
Tachi looked at his wrist-watch. "Three-twenty six."
"Mygod, what time did you take me here?"
"About eleven, I think. We arrived here past twelve." Tachi went on. "C'mon let's head for my car."
"Wow!!! You've got a car?!"
"Well, yeah."
They checked out of the hotel they were in and proceeded to the car.
"You're car sure looks neat."
"I guess so."
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In The Car (Fifteen Minutes Later)
"Ne, what's with the sudden cold attitude?" Shuichi decided to enlighten the mood a little.
"Nothing."
"Just a few minutes before, you were enjoying me and you're making me feel as if nothing really happened at all."
"Sorry. It's just that."
"It's all right." Shuichi cut him off.
Two and a half hours passed and before Shuichi noticed it, the car was already in front of his lover, Eiri's apartment.
"Well. See you tomorrow, I guess."
"Yeah. Bye." Shuichi smiled at him before getting out of the car, despite how hurt he felt while bearing with two-and-a-half-hour-silence-marathon. So, as Tachi's punishment, he thought, he didn't kiss him good bye. He saw Tachi's disappointment before he left but Tachi deserved it, he thought. Dear me, I think he grew a little meaner than before.
After the car were completely out of sight, Shuichi went over to the door and searched the pockets of his jacket for the spare key Eiri had given him. He opened the door and of course, he went inside and was greeted by complete silence. He took a few more steps forward and the sight of a book caught his eye. He leaned down and picked it up. It's Eiri's latest released book. The one he'd been reading in the park just this Tuesday before Hiro came to pick him up. And the one Tachi talked about just a few hours ago. He was about to let his tears swell down but cancelled the attempt as Eiri came out of his study room, looking at him rather furiously.
"Where've you been? We were all looking for you at the blasted stadium."
Shuichi didn't know what to say. All those hours he spent with Tachi, gods and the sudden mood-changing after he punched the lazy eye. Was really guilty for punching Tachi's nose or was he guilty for betraying is lover?
"Yuki. I."
To Be Continued
ITTE!!! My little fingie hurts!! *Crack sounds* I know this chapter isn't as exciting as the previous one but please. it's hard to come up with ideas on how to write decent narrative phrases! The plot's all complete, I assure you that. But, I need to focuse more on how to narrate it properly.. Anyway, thankies!!!! ^_^
Disclaimer : Gravitation doesn't belong to me but to Maki Murakami. All the songs which will be/were used in this fanfic was originally written and sang by the all time pop queen, and sex upper, Madonna.
Author's note : Ne, I was quite surprised that nobody new that songs were Madonna's. but she's the pop queen!!!! Ait a minute, maybe the song was just too old, ne? yup, that must be it. It was released in 1995. ^_^ Anyway, here it is, everyone! Chapter three! Sigh. I wonder how this is going to turn out? The next chapter won't be up until I come up with a decent idea again. When's that, I wonder. I do hope I can finish this story before summer ends. Sigh. Well hee! Time to read! Reviews, please! Okay? Saa! ^_^
Dedicated to all the reviewers and well, especially to my two best chums here on the internet!!! Crimson Glory Kai and shuichi-tensai!!!
"Rivals"
Chapter Three
Famous Japanese blonde novelist Eiri Uesagi or Eiri Yuki, as most people call him, sped through the highway, feeling all frustrated and pissed at the same time. Not only that he haven't done anything productive for the day, like coming up with something for the next chapter of his highly anticipated new book, but is also late or in his case, terribly late for the show Shuichi had constantly been babbling about since yesterday, the other day, as well as the day before that.
"Tch. What am I thinking? That coming to that show is as productive?" Laughter found its way on the blonde's throat and out of Eiri's mouth. Sure, his hands weren't any useful for the day but he wasn't that desperate to get a hold of something or to be occupied with something either. And most certainly not with some silly band shows such as this one. No, no. Definitely not. He didn't bother to push his ass all the way up from his royal chair in front of his royal laptop and leave his beloved royal apartment just to attend some silly rock shows to kill time. Neither because he wanted to, but because he had to. He made a promise to Shuichi that HE WILL BE THERE if he would just shut the hell up and let him be alone with his work. 'Let's not go crazy' as they say.
The next twenty minutes of his journey was quite smooth and fast, causing him to forget all about the blasted book and his frustration for a while. He didn't much pay any attention to all the cars he kept on surpassing or what other 'not nice' things that could happen and could happen to him. All he's thinking about is that he's late and he's so damn sick about it. It was then that it started to rain hard, causing the traffic to go slower, and, causing him, to clench his fists tight on the driving wheel.
"Uh. C'mmon, damnit!" He heard himself say, as he threw a now fully clenched fist on the wheel. /Of all the blasted times for the blasted rain to fall./ He sighed in defeat, as the traffic condition finally came into a complete stop. He leaned on his back and tried to ignore the fact that he's now pissed as hell could ever be. /It's raining really hard./ He was thinking, /I wonder how they're coping up with this./ He sighed once more and returned his gaze to his front, waiting for the vehicle he's next to, to move at least an inch forward. Well, that's life. People always get to spend time with those nasty traffic conditions every time which is such a pain in the head. It just so happened that Eiri is one of them tonight.
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Stadium (Refreshing Area) "Damn. just where did that idiot brought his ass to this time?" Hiro was obviously scolding no one, as there weren't any Shuichi around but didn't stop his search. He could have sworn he told the brat to stay put and sit on that waiting chair beside some vendor machine while he went for some medicine and now he's gone. Hiro shook his head in annoyance and started leaving the Refreshing area. He was too much bothered with the idiot's sudden disappearance and didn't notice the person walking straight onto him and-
*Thud*
"Ow." He growled, "Er, sorry Mister, I was in a-"
"Sorry Mister yourself. Just where've you been?" It was Fujisaki. "Only two more bands left to perform and the show is all done for good. And where's Shuichi-kun? K-san went all mad when he found out about you two's sudden sneak-out. Well, that was after we got the situation all fixed." The keyboardist added, giving an oh-boy-what-a-day sigh.
"What situation?"
"Nothing." Fujisaki inquired as he quickly changed expression in an attempt to change the subject as well. "Anyway, hurry up and find Shuichi-kun. We'll be leaving as soon as this is all over and boy, am I tired or what."
"Tired? The only thing we did was perform once and watch other bands do their stuff after that, and you're worn out already?" Hiro gave him a puzzled look. The sixteen-year-old keyboardist stared back.
"Oh, it's a long story."
"Wait, does that have something to do with the 'situation' thing you were talking about?" Hiro was asking, now quite interested of what happened.
"Yes, but find Shuichi-kun first. K-san might shoot you and Sakano-san might become the freakiest man you'll ever see if you don't." Fujisaki gave Hiro a pat on the shoulder and walked away.
"I'm working on it." Hiro mumbled to himself as he left the path he and Suguru were taking and continued with his search. "Oh my. I hardly noticed the pouring of the rain until now."
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Stadium (Entrance)
Eiri pushed his way through the crowd and glared gone all the scowls he received made by people whom he had 'accidentally' hit. He was more than just terribly late for the blasted show, for heaven's sake, and damn, did he still have the time to stop and display his face in front of every single person he bumped on to and apologize? Hn. To hell with them all.
At last, after a few more minutes of bumping and glaring, Eiri reached the one last place he had to pass before he can actually find Shuichi. He wasted no time and searched his pocket to find the ticket Shuichi had given him earlier that day before he went off.
Just as he was about to hand over the ticket, a boy wearing a yellow shirt and red cap, who quite looked like a staff in charge of collecting tickets before letting people in, whatever, approached him and stared at the novelist with a puzzled expression as he went so say:
"Erm. sorry sir, but the show just ended a few minutes ago."
Eiri couldn't think of a better way than just punch the boy straight on the nose and proceed to in. He didn't though. Hell, he was still sane, for crying out loud, and it would be a ruin to his image too if he did such an impolite thing. So instead, he fixed the boy with a sharp glare before saying:
"Listen kid, I've practically done nothing fruitful for the day for my hands and mind weren't any of a help, got stuck between some stupid cars in the middle of some stupid traffic condition caused by a stupid weather, and got scowled at by those dumb people you see heading away from here. Intensifying my frustration by not letting me in after I give you this shitty ticket won't be a very nice idea, I assure you."
Mortified, the boy grabbed the ticket from the novelist's flat open hands and took a few steps back, getting out of Eiri's way as he did. "Th- That would be a. a. one ticket! One person, sir! P- Please come in!"
"Glad we understand each other." With that, Eiri went on and disappeared from the boy's sight.
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Stadium (Refreshing Area)
Hiro greeted his teeth with each and every step he made. He'd been practically looking for the brat for nearly an hour and a half but still, not a single clue of where he probably had gone to. Damn is he tired or what. It was then that he, for the second time that day, bumped onto someone and boy, guess what. He didn't feel all happy about it at all. What made the situation even worse is that, it's an ASK member.
"Oh, sorry." Ma-kun said in a low tone, as he repositioned himself to continue on with his walking. Hiro stopped and turned to look at the retreating figure as he debated with himself weather if it is okay to ask his rival about their (Bad Luck's) vocalist's whereabouts or not. But then he figured time was wasting and he can't continue on doing it.
"Hey, have you seen Shuichi, by any chance?" And the question was out.
The other guitarist turned and said: "Not at all. I myself is quite busy looking for our own vocalist. He said he was just gonna buy some drinks but he's taking too much time. Or should I say 'Took'. I have a suspicion he's not here anymore."
Hiro didn't seem to get the answer he wanted. It was obvious that the person he's looking for and asked the blonde guitarist about was none other than Shuichi and all he got was some lousy plot about the 'lazy eye's' own disappearance. Though, it somehow made some sorta sense to him and caused him to think the unthinkable. Man he got the picture, indeed.
Seeing the sight of a retreating frustrated Hiro, although his walk was already beginning to slow down, Ma-kun did just the same and started walking again but stopped right on spot as he heard his own name being called.
"Ma-kun, are you saying that the lazy eye just. well- disappeared?" The blonde frowned at that. They may be rivals but that's not a good enough reason to call his friend the 'lazy eye'. And right in front of his face too.
"Er, sorry." Hiro apologized. "So, where'd he go?"
"No idea. He said he was gonna buy some drinks and next, he was gone."
"And that other guy? The one with dark brown hair and shades?" Asked Hiro again.
"I left Ken in our room just in case Tachi arrives. Anyway, weren't you looking for Shindou-san just now?"
"I was and I still am." Answered Hiro who was now walking beside him. "I'll tell you what. Why don't we look for them together? Well, you said Aizawa- san went to buy drinks and this is the only place wherein you can buy ones and I just left Shuichi here a few minutes ago. (Lying) so maybe they're just here, somewhere."
The sound of this made Ma-kun feel rather surprised. Not because he thought the younger guitarist had a little something for him but because he knew what the other started thinking the moment he heard about Tachi's disappearance.
"You think Tachi kidnapped Shindou-an." He declared smoothly as he stopped walking and turned to his right side to face Hiro. Hiro did the same as his companion did.
Silence.
"Well, to be honest with you, yes. That's exactly what I'm thinking right now."
Silence again.
"Well, we better hurry. If what you're thinking is correct then we have to do something." Ma-kun declared and went to continue walking.
Hiro stared at the blonde's back for a while. Did he just hear what he thought he heard? And then he figured it was out of the question right now and well, his priority for today is to find Shuichi on the double, right? So he too, hurried up and followed Ma-kun.
"What did you mean by that?"
"About Tachi?"
"Hn."
"Well, he is the sort of person who will do anything or, let's say almost anything, to get what he wants. He'd been acting kinda weird lately and well, that second song we performed? I don't know what kinda dirt he picked up from the ground and ate it to write such."
All right now, this thing is really starting to make some creepy kinda sense. To Hiro, that is. First, ASK made a two-timer show, then this strange song weather love or pop, filled with longing and desire, comes out of Tachi's brain, and weather if it was addressed to Shuichi or what, damn, he just didn't know, and now, Shuichi is missing as well as ASK's own vocalist. He could still remember a few parts of the song though. They maybe rivals but hey, nothing's wrong with admitting the fact that the song was rather good. Very good. /Now what was that part again?/ Thought Hiro. /Ah, yes./ He added and started to recall the words to put them all together.
I want you the right way. I want you, but I want you to want me too. Want you to want me baby. Just like I want you.
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Stadium (Bad Luck's Room)
"Hell! Just where are those two?!" K shouted, while waving his gun in the air.
Sakano and Suguru sweat dropped. Like the last 'situation', they'll have to deal with the gunman again.
"The rain is getting heavier. If we don't get out here now, it'll be morning already before we all get back to NG." Fujisaki stated as he kept a firm old onto his keyboard.
"Forget about that ofr now, K's gonna kill someone if we don't stop him!" Sakano Blabbered, trying to catch the keyboardist's attention. Fujisaki sighed and stood up. Just as they were about to 'help' the manager to calm down, the door slammed open and in came the well known Japanese romance novelist which is none other than-
"Yuki Eiri." K muttered as he lowered his gun and sat to make a straight eye contact with the other blonde. Eiri stared back, despite that his clothes were all wet because of that stupid rain, and, that his muscles started to contract with them too.
"Where's Shuichi." Eiri demanded, still standing at the door, his cool wet face facing the manager steadily.
"Who knows. Why, you might be the sole reason of Shuichi's disappearance." Eiri frowned at that. It was okay to have the brat crying a river, apologize (Not through words though.) by having sex with him afterwards but 'disappeared'? Was he really that upset to run away? Eiri wasn't about to give in to this little ran of theirs though. He took a few more steps forward as he closed the door behind him and said:
"Just cut the crap and tell me where he is. He's upset beacuase I came late, I know, but he won't run away, crying and driving people nuts." At this, K almost raised his gun and shoot. Fujisaki was nice and fast to get a hold of it before it happened though, which was a good thing, actually.
"Um, Yuki-san, Hiro went out to look for him and see, there' nothing to worry about. They'll be here in no time."
Eiri looked at him furiously and said: "Nakano did?"
"Well, he said he just went somewhere to look for some medicine and he got back-" He was cut off again.
"Medicine?"
"Shuichi was complaining about his headache before he disappeared."
Eiri was about to make a reply but stopped as the door he just closed behind opened revealing two guitarists. One of Bad Luck's and another of ASK's.
K looked up as if waiting for an answer. Eiri turned to his back and was surprised at the sight of Shuichi's best friend, along with a member of their rival band.
"Where is he?" He demanded, his golden orbs well focused on the brown-red hair.
Hiro glared at him. It seems that for every single trouble Shuichi gets himself in to, To Hiro, Eiri is always the one to blame. Why? Well, maybe because he's always the last person to know weather if something terrible happened to his best friend or not and always wears the so-what-I-don't- care mask although he truly is head over hills worried about the pink-head. And that's what Hiro hated the most about Eiri's being human. Even the simple 'I love you' he cannot say even when there's only the two of them around. Pride, as people call it.
"Funny you should ask." Hiro's glare went sharper as he continued saying: "The headache would've been nothing if you came a little earlier. You know how of a crazy Baka he is when it comes to you. What, can't you leave the blasted laptop alone for a while? Damn, if I hadn't known any better, you'd rather stay and sit in front of your laptop instead of doing it with Shuichi on the bed. Tch. Novelists these days."
Knowing Hiroshi Nakano, Eiri decided not to take the guitarist's words to heart. He knew that this kinda talk won't go anywhere and that if Hiro was a fool for nagging at him and judging him like that, that he was even more of a fool if he took it seriously. So there, he ignored him. And although half of the words spoken were true, that he always focuses on work and drives Shuichi away whenever he's there to interrupt, never did he thought that Shuichi was any less important compared to his laptop. He was and is still his EVERYTHING.
Eiri 'Huned" and headed for the door. Before he could finally open it though, he was called by Bad Luck's manager K causing him to stop and turn to look at the other blonde.
"Holt it."
Eiri simply stared at him.
"Where are you going?" The gunman asked.
"I believe it is to my concern only where to drag myself to. Not yours." Eiri said with a smirk turning open the door so he can get out. It was K's words that stopped him again from doing so though.
"Looking for Shuichi?" He asked.
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"I'm coming with you then."
Eiri frowned at him.
"He's my star after all. It's also my fault that the kid's disappeared."
"Hun. Do as you desire. But I'm doing this with or without your help." "Hey, you." K looked at Ma-kun. "You coming?"
Ma-kun answered: "No thanks, I gotta be heading back."
And the two blondes left in search of the vocalist while the other blonde left to rejoin his teammate, Ken to look for Tachi as well. Probably. Hiro snorted. "Must've had his nerves petrified by what I said."
"No, that's not it."
"What do you mean?" He turned questioningly at Fujisaki.
"He completely ignored what you said. Barely understood it if ask me."
"Hell, I don't a give a fuck if he ignores me or not. But I won't stop unless he's mentally human enough to give Shuichi the attention he deserved."
"Right." Fujisaki sweatdropped.
"You don't believe me, don't you."
"Aw. I hope they find Shindou-kun soon! I miss NG so much!!!" Sakano was blabbering again. Oh well.
"NG? or is it the PRESIDENT of NG himself that you're missing?" Hiro laughed his annoying laugh at the now blushing producer.
Fujisaki sweatdropped again.
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At some Hotel (Room 198)
It was dark. Gods, everything was hardly visible to him! All he could feel was the soft covers of the bed over his slim body and- wait a minute, wasn't at the refreshing area waiting for Hiro who went looking for some medicines? And speaking of medicine:
Shuichi slowly got up and felt the pain in his head, causing him to put a hand on it and just hold it steadily. He looked around to at least get a single clue of where he is, though he can see nothing but pure black. Now, how's that possible?
"Er, the curtains must be closed." He murmured to himself, now getting up from the bed he'd been laid on to. Still feeling a but dizzy, he walked across the room nor only as careful not to fall but as well as fast as he could. He bumped onto something. The wall? No. it's got a handle. The door. Shuichi grabbed a handful of the mentioned handle and tried to pull it open. Luckily, he wasn't at all locked in from inside or anything like that. He got out of the room and examined the corridor.
Now it's clear. He's inside some sorta hotel. This floor has three doors, a flight of stairs, one of going up, and another one going down. But who brought him here though? Hiro? K? Are they all here too? "It's creepy here...." He complained to himself. Yeah, it is creepy. The lights are all dim and the color of the walls and rugs are pale-dark. "They claim it's a hotel but it doesn't look anything like one! It's looks evil!" Wined the pink-head, despite the pain in his head. The first question that popped into his mind not too long ago, "Who brought me here?", is now to be answered as footsteps on the rugs started to be heard coming closer and closer. Shuichi started panicking. Who is this person? Why did he or she brought him here? What's his or her intention? His brain was too much occupied to even think of running away. He didn't know what to do. The person who he claimed to be his kidnapper is fast approaching and he can't do anything to move himself. To escape.
The stairs. Of course, the stairs! /The stairs!/ Shuichi thought, heading for it. Just as he was about to take step on it though, to his horror, a man with black hair was standing right in front of him, eyes wide, and looking very angry. Very angry indeed.
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Stadium (Bad Luck's Room)
Hiro, Fujisaki, and Sakano was sitting quietly, and anxiously waiting for the blondes to come back. Hopefully though, they'd come back with the pink- head too. Man, does Hiro have something to say to Shuichi when he's back. He'd been rehearsing the words silently for quite some time now, and he sure won't screw up saying it to his best friend's face by the time he comes back. Hopefully, he will come back.
The door opened and the two blonde that went out to look for the vocalist came inside. Both looking frustrated. They didn't find him.
"All the bands had gone home. As well as the staffs. We're the only ones here now." Fujisaki stated.
"We know." K said rather angrily.
"All right, I've decided. We'll leave for now and tell the police about this tomorrow." K declared.
"WHAT?" Both Eiri and Hiro stared at him in disbelief.
"It's okay if you want to stay. I won't stop you. Not this time. But you won't find him. We've searched all over the place already. The Refreshing Area, the base of the stadium, damn, even the girl's bath rooms" At this Hiro looked at him questioningly. "Well, not all of them, Right Yuki-san?" Eiri didn't say anything though.
"Okay, let's move people, grab all your belongings so we can get outta here."
Sakano was secretly happy about this. No, not about them not finding Shuichi but because he can finally go home. Back to NG. he won't spend the night at his apartment. He'll go straight to the studio and stay there 'till morning and wait for the lovely president of NG to arrive! Why, he did brought and extra suit and well, there's a comfort room in Ng anyway where he can change so, he'll just stay there 'till dawn!
"Yuki-san, want a ride home with us?"
"I've got my own car, thank you."
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THE freackin' Hotel (Corridor)
Tachi stared at the shocked figure in front of him. Did he really thought he could escape from him?
"You little brat. I've already warned the guards not to let a certain pink- head get out because he's with me and he's drunk and that he'll cause trouble if he runs free around the city. Thay think you're a sex slave of mine and will tell the police about this place if you got out. Why, they wouldn't want to loose their jobs would they?" Tachi said in a mocking tone, advancing a few steps towards his prey.
Shuichi, as if about to fall, was panicking with all his might and started to run away. Tachi had the advantage however, as he mentioned before, the guards won't let him out. But Shuichi was just too stubborn for his own good. He won't stop running just because Tachi told him to, or because Tachi told him that he doesn't have chance of escaping. So there, Shuichi kept on moving away although his headache was starting to dominate his whole brain as well as his body and,
*CRASH*
Shuichi fell hard on the floor, head down over his arms and is still struggling to get up. Tachi found this a little amusing. Not once did he thought Shuichi would look so damn desperate to get away from him.
"AW.Tatsukete!" Tachi felt more than just plain satisfied to hear the word "Help" from Shuichi's mouth. Damn all the good and bad, he was really enjoying this!
Shuichi was about to succeed in getting up but was pushed back down by Tachi. What would make this little game more fun is having his prey struggling to get away not just from him, but also from his grip. Oh, the scream Shuichi released when pushed down. Good thing Tachi was quick enough to cover his mouth with his own hands. Though, nobody would really care even if he did scream like hell. Wait a sec- did I just say it was 'good'?! (Ignore this, please. -_-'')
"So this is the way you want the game to be played? Tag? Right before we get onto the REAL game in bed?" Tachi said mockingly as he lowered his body so he can whisper to Shuichi's ear: "This place is pretty far from That of Yuki-san's. Here, you can yell all you want. The people from behind these doors will only think that you're actually enjoying some wonderful love- making. Which is what we'll do as soon as we finish this little game of ours. 'Just to make things a little more exciting."
"Oh, and just to remind you, this is an illegal hotel. Not just any, but a hotel where you can have all the sex and fun you'll ever wish for. And the word 'help' isn't acknowledged by people here, by the way." Tachi stood up and unbuttoned his own Shirt. He took it off and brought it to their room by the time he came out, Shuichi was still struggling to get up. Man, was the headache really that bad? Tachi's smirk grew even wider as he reached for the boy to make him cry out for help once again.
"AH!!! Let go Aizawa! Let go!" No use "LET GO!!!" Still no effect. He's crying now though. Poor Shuichi.
"As I've said, you can cry as much as you want but it won't do you any better." Tachi said a little louder since Shuichi had been really screaming this time. "YUKI!!!"
"All right, time's up, game's over, time to head for the bed!!!" With this, Tachi used both his arms to grab Shuichi's entire body and to pin his arms to his sides at the same time. The boy was still moving to get away but to no avail. Taci was especially strong tonight. Maybe because he knew something 'good' was about to happen.
He dumped the hyper body on the bed and began unzipping his own pants. Shuichi on the other hand, was trying hard to put up with his headache and was panting hard. Really hard. At last, Tachi finished undressing himself and is now wearing only his /ehem/ underpants. He laid himself on top of the still panting Shuichi and started undressing him as well. Shuichi was just as stubborn and persistent as a spoiled brat though, he just can't give up that easily. Well, Eiri calls him that a lot. Doesn't he?
Anyway, "Urgh! Stop this! Are you nuts?! Get your filthy hands off me!" Tachi made a face at that. Filthy? This childish little brat. How dare he?
"Filthy?" He spoke out his thought. "You think I'm filthy filthy? Isn't your relationship with that gold-eyed beast filthy? Don't you know that despite your popularity, a lot of people hate you because you're homosexual? Were you not aware of the fact that some of your fans had been turned down really bad after that blasted novelist first declared to the media that you two have been living together as lovers for the past few months? Don't you know that I was one of them? Hm? Don't you know?!" Tachi was practically yelling at him.
"Shut up! If Yuki's a golden-eyed beast, then you're lazy-eyed freak- actopus-water-demon or. or. whatever you are! Yuki1 help!" The headache's gone, I suppose.
"It's a real surprise that although you do realize that you're being kidnapped here, you still have the energy to be hyper." Tachi said in between movements as he keeps Shuichi in control. Stop wasting your strenght though. It won't get you anywhere."
"WAWAWAWAWAWA WA!!! WA!!!!!!" Shuichi's hyper ness wasn't such a waste and seemed to have come into action and had a quite good purpose after all. He managed to slip one hand from Tachi's grip away and made a quick child-like punch (Quite strong though.) directly on Tachi's face. He was hit on the nose which caused it to bleed.
Tachi became completely silent, his eyes well-hidden behind his bangs. Shuichi was silenced too.
And then Tachi laughed his crazy-evil-laugh.
Shuichi was simply terrified. /What's wrong with him?/ He thought. He can see the blood which was the result of his punch run down from Tachi's nose to his mouth. He reached to touch the bleeding nose. For whatever reason, damn, he just didn't know. He used his index finger to wipe out the blood although it doesn't stop. He just. kept doing it. Perhaps because he felt rather uneasily for what he did. Guilt.
Before Shuichi could continue though, his wrist was grabbed by Tachi's hand. "You're in no position to fight back. I can kill right here, right now." Then he pressed his lips hard against Shuichi's. Shuichi didn't refuse. He just stayed till, bearing with the taste of Tachi's blood in his mouth. He didn't mind though. It just felt too good to even think of the blood so he didn't mind. At all.
Tachi pulled back the kiss and stared at Shuichi with wide eyes. "Aren't you gonna refuse?" He asked, half believing what he just witnessed, saw, felt, whatever.
"I- I don't know." Shuichi looked quite unsure.
"Do you know why I wrote that song and why oh why did I bother myself to ask Seguchi to allow us to perform that on stage? Even if it isn't released as a single yet?"
Tachi thought for a while. "Because I saw you at the park near you and your lover's apartment. I think you're reading a book. One of Yuki Eiri-san's maybe? And man, did you have me longed for this moment all day and night after that to arrive or what."
Shuichi remained silent though, feeling very un-eased. Was he really that sorry about punching Tachi's nose? Or maybe he's just worried about what he's REAL boyfriend might say? Well. No matter.
Tachi decided to just ignore whatever it is that's on Shuichi's mind and just took the advantage he had while it's still there. Or, does he prefer to have sex with hyper-never-ending-whining side of Shuichi? Hehe. I guess not.
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Three Hours later
Shuichi rolled on the bed and felt the blankets all wrapped around him. He reached his arms in search of his partner, only to find that the left side of the bed was empty. He opened his eyes quickly got into a sitting position, blankets still wrapped around his shoulders. His worries were replaced by a complete relief as he heard his own name being called by his koi for the night.
"Thought I already left you?" Tachi said, ex-hailing the cigar smoke.
Shuichi smiled sweetly at the sight of Tachi standing beside the window pane, and all covered with rays of light of the moon. He stood up.
"Ne, aren't you cold? You're not wearing any clothes." Shuichi joked, smiling tenderly.
"I'm still too lazy to do it myself."
"Do you want me to do it?"
Tachi looked at him for a while, then back out the window. "It's okay."
"Then, I guess you wouldn't mind if I put on my own clothes?"
"They're right there, beside the bed." Tachi pointed to where he had put the younger singer's clothes. Shuichi went to the said place and said:
"You folded them? That was sweet, I guess."
"All right then, hurry up and get dressed. I'm taking you home."
"Shuichi stared at him. "Where?"
"To Yuki Eiri-san, of course. Where else?"
"Well. I just thought."
"Well, it's not like what you thought. Now, hurry up and put your clothes on."
Shuichi did as he was told and got all dressed. So did Tachi.
"Ne, what time is it?"
Tachi looked at his wrist-watch. "Three-twenty six."
"Mygod, what time did you take me here?"
"About eleven, I think. We arrived here past twelve." Tachi went on. "C'mon let's head for my car."
"Wow!!! You've got a car?!"
"Well, yeah."
They checked out of the hotel they were in and proceeded to the car.
"You're car sure looks neat."
"I guess so."
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In The Car (Fifteen Minutes Later)
"Ne, what's with the sudden cold attitude?" Shuichi decided to enlighten the mood a little.
"Nothing."
"Just a few minutes before, you were enjoying me and you're making me feel as if nothing really happened at all."
"Sorry. It's just that."
"It's all right." Shuichi cut him off.
Two and a half hours passed and before Shuichi noticed it, the car was already in front of his lover, Eiri's apartment.
"Well. See you tomorrow, I guess."
"Yeah. Bye." Shuichi smiled at him before getting out of the car, despite how hurt he felt while bearing with two-and-a-half-hour-silence-marathon. So, as Tachi's punishment, he thought, he didn't kiss him good bye. He saw Tachi's disappointment before he left but Tachi deserved it, he thought. Dear me, I think he grew a little meaner than before.
After the car were completely out of sight, Shuichi went over to the door and searched the pockets of his jacket for the spare key Eiri had given him. He opened the door and of course, he went inside and was greeted by complete silence. He took a few more steps forward and the sight of a book caught his eye. He leaned down and picked it up. It's Eiri's latest released book. The one he'd been reading in the park just this Tuesday before Hiro came to pick him up. And the one Tachi talked about just a few hours ago. He was about to let his tears swell down but cancelled the attempt as Eiri came out of his study room, looking at him rather furiously.
"Where've you been? We were all looking for you at the blasted stadium."
Shuichi didn't know what to say. All those hours he spent with Tachi, gods and the sudden mood-changing after he punched the lazy eye. Was really guilty for punching Tachi's nose or was he guilty for betraying is lover?
"Yuki. I."
To Be Continued
ITTE!!! My little fingie hurts!! *Crack sounds* I know this chapter isn't as exciting as the previous one but please. it's hard to come up with ideas on how to write decent narrative phrases! The plot's all complete, I assure you that. But, I need to focuse more on how to narrate it properly.. Anyway, thankies!!!! ^_^