Disclaimer: Gravitation isn't Yui's.
Wrapped around your finger
By miyamoto yui
/Temptation
So sweet upon my lips
Temptation
I want you to make me
Sin./
Chapter 2 – Forgive me.
[Ryuichi]
I had rushed over to find Shuichi incessantly crying in front of Hiro, who was all bandaged up on the hospital bed. I pointed my eyes downward as Touma put an arm around me and pulled to one side.
"Ossu," he softly said as his words sent a chill down my spine.
Whenever he spoke to my ear, it always tickled me. I guess this feeling inside of me had never gone away.
As for Touma knowing that, I didn't know. I was pretty good at pissing him off…and I was good at reading him.
I used to be the one who kissed those lips. Not Mika-san.
Ore.
"Hello…" I distantly said not really knowing how to act in this situation. The only time I had ever freaked out in my life was when Touma had gotten sick and I was nowhere around.
I came the next day rushing to his bedside only to find out that I had been too late. Mika-san had been there to comfort him.
I still regretted that.
"Sakuma-san~!" Shuichi then came over to me before I could ask anything more from the calm Touma. Shuichi started to cry on me as if I were Hiro.
Only, I wasn't.
I wasn't his best friend.
I was just his friend. The person he had idolized all these years.
At that moment, Shuichi pulled on my shirt and looked around to find K was shining his gun while sitting in a chair. Sakano was…well…freaking out. He had to be forced to sit down in one corner.
Fujisaki was sitting next to Hiro's bedside as calm as he could be, but with a face as white as if he had seen a ghost. His professional air had left him for the time being.
And all was left was a worrywart who could do nothing but sit silent in a chair next to his friend's bed. He kept on sighing as much as Shuichi was crying on my shirt.
I patted the Kumagorou in my pocket and decided not to bring him out today. He might have been too genki for this bunch.
I looked at Hiro who was living on a machine that looked like an octopus was wrapped around his body with all the wires sticking through his veins.
Shuichi's knuckles began to turn white and my shirt was becoming wetter and wetter by the seconds. I sighed as I looked down at the pink-haired singer of Bad Luck in front of me.
I patted his head and nodded my own.
All that could come out from my shock as I watched Hiro and Shuichi was, "Where is Yuki-san?"
"He's out on a book tour right now. If we even attempt to take him out of it, the publishers will be really nasty about it," Touma answered bitterly.
Yes, I had become accustomed to his voice whenever it came to this person named Yuki Eiri.
I could never win that type of affection from him.
A few hours later, everyone was leaving. They couldn't do anything anyway and so they just nodded their heads and left.
Everyone except Shuichi and Fujisaki of course.
I stood at the doorway not really knowing what to do. Instead, I walked up next to Shuichi and plopped Kumogorou on his lap.
"Will you come home with Ryuichi, Shuichi-kun?" Kumogorou asked as his head looked up to Shuichi.
I looked at Shuichi's profile wondering if this was such a good idea. It just felt like the time to ask.
I mean, I had been here for how many hours to find Shuichi not functioning well. He couldn't even hold a cup of coffee right. And Fujisaki wasn't helping by always looking like he was going to cry; unable to move from his chair without looking at Hiro while sighing deeply.
"I don't think you should be alone tonight," I offered as I messed with his pink head.
Shuichi's tears dropped as he looked up at me. "Is it okay with you?"
I nodded with a soft smile. "Hai."
"Okay," he answered finally.
We said goodbye to Fujisaki, but I didn't think he heard us at all. I pushed Shuichi's shoulder so that he would finally leave the room. But as I looked back to see Fujisaki and Hiro, as the door was closing, Fujisaki finally laid his head on the white blanket of Hiro's bed while clinging onto the edge.
Close.
We went to my car and Shuichi slumped into his seat while I placed my hands firmly on the wheel. Turning on the ignition, I stole a glance and threw Kumogorou at him. "He's comforting to hug."
Shuichi looked down at the bunny in front of him and began to cry again. As he hugged it, he began to sob and all I could do was drive.
"Hiro…" he mumbled to himself.
And I wondered how did this all happen. But I didn't want to ask if it meant that I would make Shuichi cry all over again.
As we drove with Shuichi sniffing next to me, I gave him a Kleenex box and kept my eyes on the road.
I guess I was kind of mad at Yuki a bit. Here was his lover sitting next to me bawling his eyes out because his best friend is in critical condition and he's not even here?
Maybe I thought too much.
I stopped wondering and turned on the radio.
Gotta get his mind off Hiro for a moment.
I began to sing along with the song. And Shuichi began singing too.
After a few minutes, he was smiling a little and I knew I had been successful.
We pulled into my driveway and got out of the car. As we went through the front door, I closed it behind me and threw my coat on the couch.
Shuichi looked around my house and glanced at the rooms as we passed some.
Pointing into one, I announced, "This is where you'll be staying today."
"I don't have any clothes," he said.
It was then that I noticed the blood on his shirt. How unfazed he was. To the point that he had tugged on it as he looked down at his chest almost not wanting to take it off at all.
"Don't worry about it. I think we're the same size," I comforted him. Smiling, I went to my room and came back a few minutes later with sweats and a t-shirt that said, "Bad Luck."
Shuichi laughed at the design saying, "You collect this kind of stuff?"
"Well, yes, because you're the reason why I wanted to do Nittle Grasper again," I answered honestly while scratching the back of my head in embarrassment.
Shuichi blinked at me. "Hounto ni?"
I looked at him and at his eyes. I was lost for a moment through my embarrassment at the truth I just blurted out and looked at him. I only snapped out of it because he said, "We were the reason."
I nodded my head to comply.
Handing over the clothes to him, I asked, "Are you hungry?"
But without even an answer, I just turned around and pulled him towards the direction of the kitchen.
**
After dinner, I took a bath. The warm water felt really good and so I stayed there for a while.
When I was done, I just put on some pants and placed a white towel on my head. Walking barefoot around my bedroom, I decided to walk over to the balcony.
Unfortunately, it has begun to rain again.
As I was about to turn around, I saw Shuichi below me looking up at the cloudy sky with all the rain hitting his body.
Hadn't he just taken a shower?
Being crazy as he had always been, I knew he just wanted to cry with the rain. Patting his tear-strained cheeks with his wet hands, I tilted my head a little.
How…beautiful…
And I began to think of things that I should have.
I shook my head but it didn't help any.
The light showed his lanky body through the white shirt I had given him and the sweats clasped onto his legs as if there were no air…
"Shuichi-kun!" I shouted from above. "Come inside or else you'll catch a cold!"
He shook his head.
"I already have one!"
I hit my palm against my forehead. "Then come in or else!"
Shuichi finally nodded his head in defeat and came back into the house. I walked down and handed him my towel to him.
As he takes it from my head, I grasped his left wrist.
There's that look in his eye that I always hated: that lost look.
The one I secret wore whenever I thought of Touma.
"Sakuma-san…" Shuichi whispered as he looked at me with confusion in his eyes.
I shook my head to fend off my feelings and begin to wipe his hair. But then, he looked like he's going to cry again.
"Why?" I had wanted to say, but before I had the courage to, he told me, "Hiro used to do this for me."
I blinked at him and instead of using a towel to do wipe his hair, I placed the towel on his shoulders. With my clean hands, I ran my fingers through his hair and tried to wring the water out.
The rainwater just dripped to the floor and onto his already-wet clothes.
I can't stand it.
"Shuichi-kun…" My eyes become a little bit smaller as I whispered into his ear.
"Hai?" he innocently asked me.
"Don't give me that look…"
"What look, Sakuma-" Then, he stops talking as my hands pulled off the towel on his shoulders and I began to kiss the nape of his neck.
"Sa-sakuma-s-san?" His body tensed up.
I then took his head between my hands and looked at him straight in the eye. "Have you ever heard of someone called King David?"
He shook his head as his worried face looked back into my eyes.
"He was blinded by beauty one day. And you know what happened after that?"
"No."
"He consumed beauty itself despite what he knew was right. He picked his feelings over everything else."
I began to take his wrists and pushed them softly to each side of his face as his back leaned on the white wall.
"But what has this got to do with me, Sakuma-san?" his distraught face watched me, and yet he was not resisting me at all.
As I pressed my warm body onto his cold one, I whispered to his ear with my eyes closed, "Forgive me, Shuichi."
"For what?" His eyes closed as his hands grabbed onto my own.
I began to undress him and myself…
"I'm giving into my temptation," I replied, almost sadly.
You were the reason I sang again, Shuichi.
Your energy and passion equaled my own so I knew that you also felt the same about music.
And no one or nothing was going to take that away from you…
Not even in your sadness at the moment.
I know that I can take care of you, Shuichi…
Then, I licked the tear that ran down his cheek and kissed his mouth until we both couldn't breathe…
Shuichi gripped my hands harder as I pushed myself onto his beautiful body that night as the rain fell violent to the ground…
Tsuzuku…
--
Author's note: Damn, I stopped breathing. This was so intense for me. A serious Ryuichi is a damn kawaii. Well here is some of what you wanted! This chapter is dedicated partly to you RavenDark-san since you asked for some Ryu x Shu action.
And damn, all this time, I thought, "I can't do this pairing! They're like brothers!"
Then, here I go and do this. I'm…kind of convinced that this could possibly happen. ^^;;;; whoa.
Hope you enjoyed this so far!
Wrapped around your finger
By miyamoto yui
/Temptation
So sweet upon my lips
Temptation
I want you to make me
Sin./
Chapter 2 – Forgive me.
[Ryuichi]
I had rushed over to find Shuichi incessantly crying in front of Hiro, who was all bandaged up on the hospital bed. I pointed my eyes downward as Touma put an arm around me and pulled to one side.
"Ossu," he softly said as his words sent a chill down my spine.
Whenever he spoke to my ear, it always tickled me. I guess this feeling inside of me had never gone away.
As for Touma knowing that, I didn't know. I was pretty good at pissing him off…and I was good at reading him.
I used to be the one who kissed those lips. Not Mika-san.
Ore.
"Hello…" I distantly said not really knowing how to act in this situation. The only time I had ever freaked out in my life was when Touma had gotten sick and I was nowhere around.
I came the next day rushing to his bedside only to find out that I had been too late. Mika-san had been there to comfort him.
I still regretted that.
"Sakuma-san~!" Shuichi then came over to me before I could ask anything more from the calm Touma. Shuichi started to cry on me as if I were Hiro.
Only, I wasn't.
I wasn't his best friend.
I was just his friend. The person he had idolized all these years.
At that moment, Shuichi pulled on my shirt and looked around to find K was shining his gun while sitting in a chair. Sakano was…well…freaking out. He had to be forced to sit down in one corner.
Fujisaki was sitting next to Hiro's bedside as calm as he could be, but with a face as white as if he had seen a ghost. His professional air had left him for the time being.
And all was left was a worrywart who could do nothing but sit silent in a chair next to his friend's bed. He kept on sighing as much as Shuichi was crying on my shirt.
I patted the Kumagorou in my pocket and decided not to bring him out today. He might have been too genki for this bunch.
I looked at Hiro who was living on a machine that looked like an octopus was wrapped around his body with all the wires sticking through his veins.
Shuichi's knuckles began to turn white and my shirt was becoming wetter and wetter by the seconds. I sighed as I looked down at the pink-haired singer of Bad Luck in front of me.
I patted his head and nodded my own.
All that could come out from my shock as I watched Hiro and Shuichi was, "Where is Yuki-san?"
"He's out on a book tour right now. If we even attempt to take him out of it, the publishers will be really nasty about it," Touma answered bitterly.
Yes, I had become accustomed to his voice whenever it came to this person named Yuki Eiri.
I could never win that type of affection from him.
A few hours later, everyone was leaving. They couldn't do anything anyway and so they just nodded their heads and left.
Everyone except Shuichi and Fujisaki of course.
I stood at the doorway not really knowing what to do. Instead, I walked up next to Shuichi and plopped Kumogorou on his lap.
"Will you come home with Ryuichi, Shuichi-kun?" Kumogorou asked as his head looked up to Shuichi.
I looked at Shuichi's profile wondering if this was such a good idea. It just felt like the time to ask.
I mean, I had been here for how many hours to find Shuichi not functioning well. He couldn't even hold a cup of coffee right. And Fujisaki wasn't helping by always looking like he was going to cry; unable to move from his chair without looking at Hiro while sighing deeply.
"I don't think you should be alone tonight," I offered as I messed with his pink head.
Shuichi's tears dropped as he looked up at me. "Is it okay with you?"
I nodded with a soft smile. "Hai."
"Okay," he answered finally.
We said goodbye to Fujisaki, but I didn't think he heard us at all. I pushed Shuichi's shoulder so that he would finally leave the room. But as I looked back to see Fujisaki and Hiro, as the door was closing, Fujisaki finally laid his head on the white blanket of Hiro's bed while clinging onto the edge.
Close.
We went to my car and Shuichi slumped into his seat while I placed my hands firmly on the wheel. Turning on the ignition, I stole a glance and threw Kumogorou at him. "He's comforting to hug."
Shuichi looked down at the bunny in front of him and began to cry again. As he hugged it, he began to sob and all I could do was drive.
"Hiro…" he mumbled to himself.
And I wondered how did this all happen. But I didn't want to ask if it meant that I would make Shuichi cry all over again.
As we drove with Shuichi sniffing next to me, I gave him a Kleenex box and kept my eyes on the road.
I guess I was kind of mad at Yuki a bit. Here was his lover sitting next to me bawling his eyes out because his best friend is in critical condition and he's not even here?
Maybe I thought too much.
I stopped wondering and turned on the radio.
Gotta get his mind off Hiro for a moment.
I began to sing along with the song. And Shuichi began singing too.
After a few minutes, he was smiling a little and I knew I had been successful.
We pulled into my driveway and got out of the car. As we went through the front door, I closed it behind me and threw my coat on the couch.
Shuichi looked around my house and glanced at the rooms as we passed some.
Pointing into one, I announced, "This is where you'll be staying today."
"I don't have any clothes," he said.
It was then that I noticed the blood on his shirt. How unfazed he was. To the point that he had tugged on it as he looked down at his chest almost not wanting to take it off at all.
"Don't worry about it. I think we're the same size," I comforted him. Smiling, I went to my room and came back a few minutes later with sweats and a t-shirt that said, "Bad Luck."
Shuichi laughed at the design saying, "You collect this kind of stuff?"
"Well, yes, because you're the reason why I wanted to do Nittle Grasper again," I answered honestly while scratching the back of my head in embarrassment.
Shuichi blinked at me. "Hounto ni?"
I looked at him and at his eyes. I was lost for a moment through my embarrassment at the truth I just blurted out and looked at him. I only snapped out of it because he said, "We were the reason."
I nodded my head to comply.
Handing over the clothes to him, I asked, "Are you hungry?"
But without even an answer, I just turned around and pulled him towards the direction of the kitchen.
**
After dinner, I took a bath. The warm water felt really good and so I stayed there for a while.
When I was done, I just put on some pants and placed a white towel on my head. Walking barefoot around my bedroom, I decided to walk over to the balcony.
Unfortunately, it has begun to rain again.
As I was about to turn around, I saw Shuichi below me looking up at the cloudy sky with all the rain hitting his body.
Hadn't he just taken a shower?
Being crazy as he had always been, I knew he just wanted to cry with the rain. Patting his tear-strained cheeks with his wet hands, I tilted my head a little.
How…beautiful…
And I began to think of things that I should have.
I shook my head but it didn't help any.
The light showed his lanky body through the white shirt I had given him and the sweats clasped onto his legs as if there were no air…
"Shuichi-kun!" I shouted from above. "Come inside or else you'll catch a cold!"
He shook his head.
"I already have one!"
I hit my palm against my forehead. "Then come in or else!"
Shuichi finally nodded his head in defeat and came back into the house. I walked down and handed him my towel to him.
As he takes it from my head, I grasped his left wrist.
There's that look in his eye that I always hated: that lost look.
The one I secret wore whenever I thought of Touma.
"Sakuma-san…" Shuichi whispered as he looked at me with confusion in his eyes.
I shook my head to fend off my feelings and begin to wipe his hair. But then, he looked like he's going to cry again.
"Why?" I had wanted to say, but before I had the courage to, he told me, "Hiro used to do this for me."
I blinked at him and instead of using a towel to do wipe his hair, I placed the towel on his shoulders. With my clean hands, I ran my fingers through his hair and tried to wring the water out.
The rainwater just dripped to the floor and onto his already-wet clothes.
I can't stand it.
"Shuichi-kun…" My eyes become a little bit smaller as I whispered into his ear.
"Hai?" he innocently asked me.
"Don't give me that look…"
"What look, Sakuma-" Then, he stops talking as my hands pulled off the towel on his shoulders and I began to kiss the nape of his neck.
"Sa-sakuma-s-san?" His body tensed up.
I then took his head between my hands and looked at him straight in the eye. "Have you ever heard of someone called King David?"
He shook his head as his worried face looked back into my eyes.
"He was blinded by beauty one day. And you know what happened after that?"
"No."
"He consumed beauty itself despite what he knew was right. He picked his feelings over everything else."
I began to take his wrists and pushed them softly to each side of his face as his back leaned on the white wall.
"But what has this got to do with me, Sakuma-san?" his distraught face watched me, and yet he was not resisting me at all.
As I pressed my warm body onto his cold one, I whispered to his ear with my eyes closed, "Forgive me, Shuichi."
"For what?" His eyes closed as his hands grabbed onto my own.
I began to undress him and myself…
"I'm giving into my temptation," I replied, almost sadly.
You were the reason I sang again, Shuichi.
Your energy and passion equaled my own so I knew that you also felt the same about music.
And no one or nothing was going to take that away from you…
Not even in your sadness at the moment.
I know that I can take care of you, Shuichi…
Then, I licked the tear that ran down his cheek and kissed his mouth until we both couldn't breathe…
Shuichi gripped my hands harder as I pushed myself onto his beautiful body that night as the rain fell violent to the ground…
Tsuzuku…
--
Author's note: Damn, I stopped breathing. This was so intense for me. A serious Ryuichi is a damn kawaii. Well here is some of what you wanted! This chapter is dedicated partly to you RavenDark-san since you asked for some Ryu x Shu action.
And damn, all this time, I thought, "I can't do this pairing! They're like brothers!"
Then, here I go and do this. I'm…kind of convinced that this could possibly happen. ^^;;;; whoa.
Hope you enjoyed this so far!