Angel Sleep
Part 06
by Nekozuki
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Sorry!~! I took forever to write the next part! I just got busy and kinda delayed. ^^"" gomen. But here it is finally and hopefully it was worth the wait! cough cough really… Anyways, read and enjoy!
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Shuichi took a long deep breath, savoring the unfamiliar sensation of having air enter his lungs, expanding them to full capacity. He couldn't believe it! He was back inside his own body! His own, normal body! Though determined to succeed in his task, he couldn't help but wonder in the back of his mind if he was every going to get back to himself, and now he was. An indescribable feeling of joy filled his chest.
"Yes!" He yelped, sitting up suddenly, a large grin on his face.
And found himself face to face with a young girl, their noses just touching. She was small and timid looking, and her blue eyes widened sharply when he moved.
"AHHHH!!! I'm sorry I'm sorry! I just wanted to look at you! I'm sorry!" She screamed, hands flung into the hair as she fled down the hallway.
Shuichi stared after her. "Huh?"
"I think she's a fan." A voice came from beside him. Looking over sharply to his left, Shuichi found himself staring at Sakura's laughing face.
"Gah, from one freak to another." He muttered to himself.
Sakura's face darkened immediately, an evil glint appearing in her eyes. "What – Did – You – Say?"
Shuichi squeaked at the slow, deadly voice that Sakura used. A feeling of doom seemed to hang above the two as the delicate angel's fists clenched until the knuckles where white.
"Um…. Isn't there a mission!"? He stated quickly, hoping to distract her.
It worked. Sakura leaned back suddenly, and the black cloud that had been threatening to rain dissipated.
"Oh yes, Come, we have to go!" Sakura turned and started down the hall.
"Right." Shuichi said, hoping off the gurney. Than he froze, a small whimper breaking from his lips.
"What?" Sakura turned around.
Wide eyes stared back at her, the corners pinched in pain. "My knee!"
Sakura blinked in confusion, looking down at the gauze wrapped knee. What in the world was he talking about? Than memory clicked.
"Oh yes! It's sprained right? Now that you're in your real body, it should hurt quite a bit."
"No kidding!" Shuichi yelped. "It hurts more than anything else!"
"Well," Sakura started, "I remember learning somewhere that a human being can only feel one pain at a time. So if you broke both wrists, I guess you would only notice one. I suppose that's what is happening to you now. You are so centered in on the pain in your knee that you don't notice the pain anywhere else. I always thought it was quite-"
"Shush." Shuichi raised his right hand abruptly. "Mission!"
Sakura blinked. "Oh right, come on!"
The singer sweat dropped. The angel was more forgetful than him! And that was quite a feat.
Shuichi started limping after the girl, a pain filled 'ouch' timing perfectly with every time he placed the foot of his wounded knee of the ground. He clutched at the wall for balance and wondered how in the hell was he going to make it to where ever Sakura was leading him. Shivering, he turned the corner. Gawd it was cold, his ass was freezing.
Ass…
Pink haired head jerking up suddenly, Shuichi looked down at himself.
"GAH!"
Sakura staggered to a halt in front of him, almost crashing through a wall.
"Nani?" she looked back wildly, expecting maybe a doctor had caught them, or maybe the guard was coming.
Instead she found Shuichi clutching the back of his little hospital gown, eyes frantically searching around.
"It shows my ass!" He howled.
Sakura stared, than blinked and gave a lecherous smile. "Oh?" She said in a very slow tone.
Shuichi blushed furiously at the tone of voice and twisted so that his back was up against a wall, hiding his posterior quite well. "I can't go running around like this!" He wailed.
"Right, right!" Sakura exclaimed, looking around frantically.
Eyes suddenly focusing to the left, she disappeared into a room to her left, leaving the bewildering singer pressed up against the wall. He glanced curiously after her, than warily down the hall in both directions. He really didn't want some random nurse to come and find him like this. Firstly, he was showing more than he ever let anyone see except Yuki, and secondly she would start asking questions. At the moment they seemed to be pressed for time as it.
"Here!" Sakura called suddenly, flinging some sort of cloth over Shuichi's head.
The boy struggled with it for a few seconds, before pulling it down and holding it in front of his face. Staring, he tried to figure out what it was. Finally he gave up and just asked. "Huh?" {So eloquent ^^""}
"It's a trench coat. I was gonna give you a robe, but that might look odd, to be running around town in one of those." Sakura shrugged.
Shuichi stared at her balefully. "So instead I should look like a flasher?"
Sakura looked at him sharply, unable to stop the smile from flickering onto her face. "Oh… didn't quite think of that… well, just smile sweetly and hopefully no one will stop you!"
"Gee thanks!" Shuichi growled as he skated around an old lady sitting in a wheelchair. The woman gave him a strange look, but simply continued to wheel down the hall, intent on finding her way to the bathroom before it was too late.
"What was with that look?" Shuichi muttered to himself.
"Probably because it looked like you're arguing with yourself." Sakura stated factually.
"Huh?" {He seems to be saying that a lot}
"Well, you don't think I'm visible do you? I mean, I'm not alive! Only you can see me since I'm your 'guardian angel'! So to everyone else you are just talking to yourself."
Shuichi bonked himself on the hair, than had to reach out and catch himself as that wrecked his balance. "As if my sudden revival isn't weird enough, now every one's going to think I'm brain damaged." He looked up suddenly, glancing sharply at Sakura. "Don't say a word!
"Of course not!" Sakura stated innocently.
Shuichi pouted and followed her silently out of the hospital and into a cab that conveniently happened to be there.
"Where to?" The Cabbie turned around to look at the oddly dressed boy.
In turn, Shuichi looked over at Sakura. "Where to?" He asked
"173 Melbourne Ave." {Made up place}
"173 Melbourne Ave!" Shuichi repeated to the driver, ignoring the strange look he was getting.
"Whatever you say sir." The man turned around and turned on the meter, diplomatically saying nothing. As the driver of a taxicab, he had quickly learned not to question and instead just sit there and drives.
It took maybe five minutes to get the designated address, and as soon as the taxi rolled to a stop, Shuichi jumped out.
"Thanks!" He called.
"Hey! The fare!" The driver yelled, not about to be conned out of his money.
Shuichi stared in panic at the man. It had never occurred to him to grab money before he left, added to that he probably had no money in the hospital.
"Umm…" He trailed off, fiddling uselessly with the hem of his trench coat. He knew he needed to go, but at the same time he just didn't have it in him to run and leave the Cabbie without paying.
Sakura suddenly popped up and leaned over, whispering in the driver's ear. "You don't need to pay the money."
The driver's eyes seemed to glaze over. "You don't need to pay the money." He repeated in a dull, monotone voice. {Jedi powers!}
"You will leave right now."
"I will leave right now." With that the driver turned around and started the car, his movements jerky and methodical.
Shuichi stared after the car as it drove away, and than turned and gave Sakura a reproachful look.
"I'm pretty sure that's not allowed." He stated.
Sakura shrugged. "Nope, but we don't have time to deal with him. Come on, we need to stop the boy from falling off this building.
"Gah?" Shuichi stared in shock, hobbling after the springing angel girl. Though he didn't understand why she bothered running, he didn't have a chance to question. Maybe later.
"He's going to fall off and die, and we need to stop him."
Blinking, Shuichi rubbed a quick hand over his face. He had to stop someone from committing suicide? How the heck was he supposed to do that! Ignoring the guard who had gotten up to stop him, the singer sprinted into the elevator. Or at least moved as fast as he could. Pressing the button for the roof, he leaned back and allowed himself to catch his breath slightly. Time moved quicker than it should of, and before he knew it, the elevator door was opening and he was staggering out.
Frantic eyes searched the roof; finally spotting a figure crouched out on a ledge, seemingly reaching for something. Shuichi's eyes widened and he started forward, able to forget the pain in his leg and moving quicker than before.
"Don't do it!" He howled.
The boy, as he could now see it was, looked back in surprise, chocolate brown eyes widening in shock as he realized he was losing his precocious balance on the edge.
"Shit!" The boy howled, reaching out to grab something, anything to stop his fall.
With blink panic, Shuichi realized that one, the boy had not been intending to jump, it was instead Shuichi yell that had caused him to fall, and two, there was no way he could slow down and take any sort of pause if he wanted to save the other man. Lunging forward to grab one flailing hand, Shuichi's mind moved with unusual quickness, eyes locking in on a rope that dangled from just above. As the momentum from the run and the wait from the boy started to pull him over the edge, his small, slight hands wrapped around the rope, clutching tightly. As that heaving feeling appeared him his stomach from falling, Shuichi simply prayed that the other end of the rope was actually connected to something.
There was a few seconds of absolute terror as the two free fell. Faintly, Shuichi could see the other boys wide, frightened eyes staring up at him, and with a surge of protectiveness, clutched the rope tighter. Two lives, the boys and his own, relied on him now, and he wasn't going to let them fall to their death if he could prevent it.
And he did. The rope that was wrapped and clutched so tightly in his hand suddenly tightened, pulling the two to an abrupt stop. There was a tearing feeling in Shuichi's shoulder, and his mouth popped open, to full of pain to even scream. Distantly, he felt the bones grinding and realized he had probably just wrecked some damage on his collarbone.
"Good Gawd." He whispered shortly under his breath, clenching his eyes shut and struggling to concentrate on the two objects in his hand and not the blinding pain in his shoulder.
"Just hold on Shuichi." A familiar voice said from besides him.
Slowly looking around, he found Sakura floating next to him, staring intently with a concerned expression.
"Please hold on Shuichi. People are coming to help. And if you just hold on for a little while everything will be fine."
Shuichi nodded slightly. "I thought he was going to jump." He said suddenly, looking at her with a faintly accusing look. "You made me think he was going to jump."
At the confused expression her face, he realized she genuinely had not even been trying to tease him, she had just simply not realized that he would think that.
"I wouldn't jump." The voice said from below.
Shuichi looked down and found the brown haired boy was gazing up at him with a controlled expression. It was obvious the other boy was frightened, but his eyes were calm and collected when he looked up at the singer.
"Yes." Shuichi said in a strained voice. "I realize that now, I'm sorry for startling you."
"It's alright, at the same time you saved me." It was shaky and strained, but the boy managed to smile.
Shuichi couldn't smile back, but he knew he eyes were doing it for him.
"Just in case." The boy said, "My name is Ken. And thanks for trying to save me."
"Shuichi." The singer croaked.
"Huh?" Ken looked up in confusion.
"Name. Shuichi." The brunette stared in confusion before comprehension flooded his face.
"Ah! Nice to meet you Shuichi."
"Likewise." Shuichi than closed his eyes and concentrated. It was hard enough as it was to hold on to both sides and the talking was taking too much energy. He was unable to resist a small, internal laugh. Normally talking was the first thing he wanted to do, and now he couldn't even afford enough energy to say one sentence. But he wouldn't let go, he would never let go. He had just gotten back into his body, and he wasn't going to lose the chance to see and touch Yuki again. Shuichi tightened his grip. He wanted to see Yuki and he was going to!
"You will." Said a soft, feminine voice, and Shuichi knew without opening his eyes that Sakura was still next to him. "And in fact you choose one of the best people to save. His friends are very resourceful!" There seemed to be some sort of inside joke in that last sentence, but Shuichi didn't have the energy to ask.
"Gah!" Ken yelped suddenly, and Shuichi looked down frantically, thinking that maybe his hand had slipped while he had been distracted.
Instead he found the brunette looking down, still holding tightly to his hand. "Someone's grabbing my foot!"
Ken gave another yelp as he was suddenly yanked powerfully into the window. Shuichi blinked in confusion.
"Let go of his hand!" Sakura yelped, hitting fruitlessly at his hand.
Realizing that holding on would only make it worse for the other boy, Shuichi let go and prayed to God whoever was inside the building had a very very strong grip. He breathed a sigh of relief as the other boy whacked the bottom of the window frame and disappeared into the building.
"He safe." Shuichi whispered, pure relief flooding his body.
However, he almost let go himself when he felt a hand grab his own ankle, and with one powerful tug, his grip on the rope was lost. For a brief, terrifying second, he didn't think he'd be caught and was tumbling to his death, when he suddenly cracked into the building before he was standing straight. He staggered a few steps, totally befuddled and bumped into a solid figure. Dazed, he turned around and looked inquisitively at his savior.
And found himself staring into familiar cold blue {blue?} eyes. Shuichi gasped as he took in Yuki's dark expression. Slowly, he allowed his hand to creep up and run over his lovers check, having to feel if this was truly real. Unable to deny it was, a bright smile broke out on Shuichi's face and he laughed with simple, pure joy.
"Yuki!" he yelped.
The blond haired man stared for a long moment, before he suddenly and violently clutched the smaller boy to his chest. Shuichi squeaked in surprise, and not a little pain about being squeezed so tightly, but he didn't protest in the least, enjoying the feel of his lover's body enveloping him again. He took a deep breath and inhaled the familiar, tasty sent of his lover and allowed his battered body to relax into Yuki's stable one. With a shock, he realized the writer was trembling slightly. He wanted to ask and comfort, but knew that it was not quite the time. Instead, Shuichi just buried his face into Yuki's neck.
Over the broad shoulder, he spotted Ken, also being held by a blond man, though this man was lankier. The blond man scowled darkly at Ken and yanked him close.
"Youji! I'm sorry, I didn't-" Ken was abruptly cut off as the blond man pressed his lips tightly against the brunettes, cutting the boy off.
Youji, as Shuichi assumed to blond to be named, pressed Ken tightly against the wall, trapping him between a rock and a hard place. {muahaha! I hadda use that}
Smiling softly looked away and pressed against his own lover. It had ended shockingly well and Shuichi couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous. The paranoid part of him wondered who and what his last assignment would be, but the lonely part, who had been craving for Yuki the entire time he had been 'dead', ignored the possible future and instead just wanted to savor the much missed feel of his lovers body.
The future could be worried about later.
TBC!
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Only like one more part! (And maybe an epilogue) Who knows, but it's close! If you didn't figure it out, the person he saved was Ken Hidaka from Weiss Kreuz and his lover was Youji, also from Weiss Kreuz (what a shocker!!!) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! And it's almost done so no more waiting! (Well, soon no more waiting ^^"") Ack! Thanks for reading!
Part 06
by Nekozuki
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Sorry!~! I took forever to write the next part! I just got busy and kinda delayed. ^^"" gomen. But here it is finally and hopefully it was worth the wait! cough cough really… Anyways, read and enjoy!
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Shuichi took a long deep breath, savoring the unfamiliar sensation of having air enter his lungs, expanding them to full capacity. He couldn't believe it! He was back inside his own body! His own, normal body! Though determined to succeed in his task, he couldn't help but wonder in the back of his mind if he was every going to get back to himself, and now he was. An indescribable feeling of joy filled his chest.
"Yes!" He yelped, sitting up suddenly, a large grin on his face.
And found himself face to face with a young girl, their noses just touching. She was small and timid looking, and her blue eyes widened sharply when he moved.
"AHHHH!!! I'm sorry I'm sorry! I just wanted to look at you! I'm sorry!" She screamed, hands flung into the hair as she fled down the hallway.
Shuichi stared after her. "Huh?"
"I think she's a fan." A voice came from beside him. Looking over sharply to his left, Shuichi found himself staring at Sakura's laughing face.
"Gah, from one freak to another." He muttered to himself.
Sakura's face darkened immediately, an evil glint appearing in her eyes. "What – Did – You – Say?"
Shuichi squeaked at the slow, deadly voice that Sakura used. A feeling of doom seemed to hang above the two as the delicate angel's fists clenched until the knuckles where white.
"Um…. Isn't there a mission!"? He stated quickly, hoping to distract her.
It worked. Sakura leaned back suddenly, and the black cloud that had been threatening to rain dissipated.
"Oh yes, Come, we have to go!" Sakura turned and started down the hall.
"Right." Shuichi said, hoping off the gurney. Than he froze, a small whimper breaking from his lips.
"What?" Sakura turned around.
Wide eyes stared back at her, the corners pinched in pain. "My knee!"
Sakura blinked in confusion, looking down at the gauze wrapped knee. What in the world was he talking about? Than memory clicked.
"Oh yes! It's sprained right? Now that you're in your real body, it should hurt quite a bit."
"No kidding!" Shuichi yelped. "It hurts more than anything else!"
"Well," Sakura started, "I remember learning somewhere that a human being can only feel one pain at a time. So if you broke both wrists, I guess you would only notice one. I suppose that's what is happening to you now. You are so centered in on the pain in your knee that you don't notice the pain anywhere else. I always thought it was quite-"
"Shush." Shuichi raised his right hand abruptly. "Mission!"
Sakura blinked. "Oh right, come on!"
The singer sweat dropped. The angel was more forgetful than him! And that was quite a feat.
Shuichi started limping after the girl, a pain filled 'ouch' timing perfectly with every time he placed the foot of his wounded knee of the ground. He clutched at the wall for balance and wondered how in the hell was he going to make it to where ever Sakura was leading him. Shivering, he turned the corner. Gawd it was cold, his ass was freezing.
Ass…
Pink haired head jerking up suddenly, Shuichi looked down at himself.
"GAH!"
Sakura staggered to a halt in front of him, almost crashing through a wall.
"Nani?" she looked back wildly, expecting maybe a doctor had caught them, or maybe the guard was coming.
Instead she found Shuichi clutching the back of his little hospital gown, eyes frantically searching around.
"It shows my ass!" He howled.
Sakura stared, than blinked and gave a lecherous smile. "Oh?" She said in a very slow tone.
Shuichi blushed furiously at the tone of voice and twisted so that his back was up against a wall, hiding his posterior quite well. "I can't go running around like this!" He wailed.
"Right, right!" Sakura exclaimed, looking around frantically.
Eyes suddenly focusing to the left, she disappeared into a room to her left, leaving the bewildering singer pressed up against the wall. He glanced curiously after her, than warily down the hall in both directions. He really didn't want some random nurse to come and find him like this. Firstly, he was showing more than he ever let anyone see except Yuki, and secondly she would start asking questions. At the moment they seemed to be pressed for time as it.
"Here!" Sakura called suddenly, flinging some sort of cloth over Shuichi's head.
The boy struggled with it for a few seconds, before pulling it down and holding it in front of his face. Staring, he tried to figure out what it was. Finally he gave up and just asked. "Huh?" {So eloquent ^^""}
"It's a trench coat. I was gonna give you a robe, but that might look odd, to be running around town in one of those." Sakura shrugged.
Shuichi stared at her balefully. "So instead I should look like a flasher?"
Sakura looked at him sharply, unable to stop the smile from flickering onto her face. "Oh… didn't quite think of that… well, just smile sweetly and hopefully no one will stop you!"
"Gee thanks!" Shuichi growled as he skated around an old lady sitting in a wheelchair. The woman gave him a strange look, but simply continued to wheel down the hall, intent on finding her way to the bathroom before it was too late.
"What was with that look?" Shuichi muttered to himself.
"Probably because it looked like you're arguing with yourself." Sakura stated factually.
"Huh?" {He seems to be saying that a lot}
"Well, you don't think I'm visible do you? I mean, I'm not alive! Only you can see me since I'm your 'guardian angel'! So to everyone else you are just talking to yourself."
Shuichi bonked himself on the hair, than had to reach out and catch himself as that wrecked his balance. "As if my sudden revival isn't weird enough, now every one's going to think I'm brain damaged." He looked up suddenly, glancing sharply at Sakura. "Don't say a word!
"Of course not!" Sakura stated innocently.
Shuichi pouted and followed her silently out of the hospital and into a cab that conveniently happened to be there.
"Where to?" The Cabbie turned around to look at the oddly dressed boy.
In turn, Shuichi looked over at Sakura. "Where to?" He asked
"173 Melbourne Ave." {Made up place}
"173 Melbourne Ave!" Shuichi repeated to the driver, ignoring the strange look he was getting.
"Whatever you say sir." The man turned around and turned on the meter, diplomatically saying nothing. As the driver of a taxicab, he had quickly learned not to question and instead just sit there and drives.
It took maybe five minutes to get the designated address, and as soon as the taxi rolled to a stop, Shuichi jumped out.
"Thanks!" He called.
"Hey! The fare!" The driver yelled, not about to be conned out of his money.
Shuichi stared in panic at the man. It had never occurred to him to grab money before he left, added to that he probably had no money in the hospital.
"Umm…" He trailed off, fiddling uselessly with the hem of his trench coat. He knew he needed to go, but at the same time he just didn't have it in him to run and leave the Cabbie without paying.
Sakura suddenly popped up and leaned over, whispering in the driver's ear. "You don't need to pay the money."
The driver's eyes seemed to glaze over. "You don't need to pay the money." He repeated in a dull, monotone voice. {Jedi powers!}
"You will leave right now."
"I will leave right now." With that the driver turned around and started the car, his movements jerky and methodical.
Shuichi stared after the car as it drove away, and than turned and gave Sakura a reproachful look.
"I'm pretty sure that's not allowed." He stated.
Sakura shrugged. "Nope, but we don't have time to deal with him. Come on, we need to stop the boy from falling off this building.
"Gah?" Shuichi stared in shock, hobbling after the springing angel girl. Though he didn't understand why she bothered running, he didn't have a chance to question. Maybe later.
"He's going to fall off and die, and we need to stop him."
Blinking, Shuichi rubbed a quick hand over his face. He had to stop someone from committing suicide? How the heck was he supposed to do that! Ignoring the guard who had gotten up to stop him, the singer sprinted into the elevator. Or at least moved as fast as he could. Pressing the button for the roof, he leaned back and allowed himself to catch his breath slightly. Time moved quicker than it should of, and before he knew it, the elevator door was opening and he was staggering out.
Frantic eyes searched the roof; finally spotting a figure crouched out on a ledge, seemingly reaching for something. Shuichi's eyes widened and he started forward, able to forget the pain in his leg and moving quicker than before.
"Don't do it!" He howled.
The boy, as he could now see it was, looked back in surprise, chocolate brown eyes widening in shock as he realized he was losing his precocious balance on the edge.
"Shit!" The boy howled, reaching out to grab something, anything to stop his fall.
With blink panic, Shuichi realized that one, the boy had not been intending to jump, it was instead Shuichi yell that had caused him to fall, and two, there was no way he could slow down and take any sort of pause if he wanted to save the other man. Lunging forward to grab one flailing hand, Shuichi's mind moved with unusual quickness, eyes locking in on a rope that dangled from just above. As the momentum from the run and the wait from the boy started to pull him over the edge, his small, slight hands wrapped around the rope, clutching tightly. As that heaving feeling appeared him his stomach from falling, Shuichi simply prayed that the other end of the rope was actually connected to something.
There was a few seconds of absolute terror as the two free fell. Faintly, Shuichi could see the other boys wide, frightened eyes staring up at him, and with a surge of protectiveness, clutched the rope tighter. Two lives, the boys and his own, relied on him now, and he wasn't going to let them fall to their death if he could prevent it.
And he did. The rope that was wrapped and clutched so tightly in his hand suddenly tightened, pulling the two to an abrupt stop. There was a tearing feeling in Shuichi's shoulder, and his mouth popped open, to full of pain to even scream. Distantly, he felt the bones grinding and realized he had probably just wrecked some damage on his collarbone.
"Good Gawd." He whispered shortly under his breath, clenching his eyes shut and struggling to concentrate on the two objects in his hand and not the blinding pain in his shoulder.
"Just hold on Shuichi." A familiar voice said from besides him.
Slowly looking around, he found Sakura floating next to him, staring intently with a concerned expression.
"Please hold on Shuichi. People are coming to help. And if you just hold on for a little while everything will be fine."
Shuichi nodded slightly. "I thought he was going to jump." He said suddenly, looking at her with a faintly accusing look. "You made me think he was going to jump."
At the confused expression her face, he realized she genuinely had not even been trying to tease him, she had just simply not realized that he would think that.
"I wouldn't jump." The voice said from below.
Shuichi looked down and found the brown haired boy was gazing up at him with a controlled expression. It was obvious the other boy was frightened, but his eyes were calm and collected when he looked up at the singer.
"Yes." Shuichi said in a strained voice. "I realize that now, I'm sorry for startling you."
"It's alright, at the same time you saved me." It was shaky and strained, but the boy managed to smile.
Shuichi couldn't smile back, but he knew he eyes were doing it for him.
"Just in case." The boy said, "My name is Ken. And thanks for trying to save me."
"Shuichi." The singer croaked.
"Huh?" Ken looked up in confusion.
"Name. Shuichi." The brunette stared in confusion before comprehension flooded his face.
"Ah! Nice to meet you Shuichi."
"Likewise." Shuichi than closed his eyes and concentrated. It was hard enough as it was to hold on to both sides and the talking was taking too much energy. He was unable to resist a small, internal laugh. Normally talking was the first thing he wanted to do, and now he couldn't even afford enough energy to say one sentence. But he wouldn't let go, he would never let go. He had just gotten back into his body, and he wasn't going to lose the chance to see and touch Yuki again. Shuichi tightened his grip. He wanted to see Yuki and he was going to!
"You will." Said a soft, feminine voice, and Shuichi knew without opening his eyes that Sakura was still next to him. "And in fact you choose one of the best people to save. His friends are very resourceful!" There seemed to be some sort of inside joke in that last sentence, but Shuichi didn't have the energy to ask.
"Gah!" Ken yelped suddenly, and Shuichi looked down frantically, thinking that maybe his hand had slipped while he had been distracted.
Instead he found the brunette looking down, still holding tightly to his hand. "Someone's grabbing my foot!"
Ken gave another yelp as he was suddenly yanked powerfully into the window. Shuichi blinked in confusion.
"Let go of his hand!" Sakura yelped, hitting fruitlessly at his hand.
Realizing that holding on would only make it worse for the other boy, Shuichi let go and prayed to God whoever was inside the building had a very very strong grip. He breathed a sigh of relief as the other boy whacked the bottom of the window frame and disappeared into the building.
"He safe." Shuichi whispered, pure relief flooding his body.
However, he almost let go himself when he felt a hand grab his own ankle, and with one powerful tug, his grip on the rope was lost. For a brief, terrifying second, he didn't think he'd be caught and was tumbling to his death, when he suddenly cracked into the building before he was standing straight. He staggered a few steps, totally befuddled and bumped into a solid figure. Dazed, he turned around and looked inquisitively at his savior.
And found himself staring into familiar cold blue {blue?} eyes. Shuichi gasped as he took in Yuki's dark expression. Slowly, he allowed his hand to creep up and run over his lovers check, having to feel if this was truly real. Unable to deny it was, a bright smile broke out on Shuichi's face and he laughed with simple, pure joy.
"Yuki!" he yelped.
The blond haired man stared for a long moment, before he suddenly and violently clutched the smaller boy to his chest. Shuichi squeaked in surprise, and not a little pain about being squeezed so tightly, but he didn't protest in the least, enjoying the feel of his lover's body enveloping him again. He took a deep breath and inhaled the familiar, tasty sent of his lover and allowed his battered body to relax into Yuki's stable one. With a shock, he realized the writer was trembling slightly. He wanted to ask and comfort, but knew that it was not quite the time. Instead, Shuichi just buried his face into Yuki's neck.
Over the broad shoulder, he spotted Ken, also being held by a blond man, though this man was lankier. The blond man scowled darkly at Ken and yanked him close.
"Youji! I'm sorry, I didn't-" Ken was abruptly cut off as the blond man pressed his lips tightly against the brunettes, cutting the boy off.
Youji, as Shuichi assumed to blond to be named, pressed Ken tightly against the wall, trapping him between a rock and a hard place. {muahaha! I hadda use that}
Smiling softly looked away and pressed against his own lover. It had ended shockingly well and Shuichi couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous. The paranoid part of him wondered who and what his last assignment would be, but the lonely part, who had been craving for Yuki the entire time he had been 'dead', ignored the possible future and instead just wanted to savor the much missed feel of his lovers body.
The future could be worried about later.
TBC!
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Only like one more part! (And maybe an epilogue) Who knows, but it's close! If you didn't figure it out, the person he saved was Ken Hidaka from Weiss Kreuz and his lover was Youji, also from Weiss Kreuz (what a shocker!!!) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! And it's almost done so no more waiting! (Well, soon no more waiting ^^"") Ack! Thanks for reading!