Disclaimer: Yui doesn't own Gravitation. The poem is mine.
/Sakura are between
red and white,
watching you just as closely,
I can't breathe.
So beautiful alone,
Yet I know you'll kill me
With your bloody honesty./
Wrapped around your finger
By miyamoto yui
Chapter 9 – the man who had everything.
"That depends on you," he seductively answered while his blood boiled and was trying his hardest not to become more in love with his idol.
Ryuichi started to kiss him, but then Tatsuha pulled away. He looked at Ryuichi and breathed heavily because he was out of breath.
"I…I'm sorry," Tatsuha had said as he turned around embarrassed while heading straight for the door.
"I'm the one who should be apologizing," Ryuichi said as he patted Tatsuha's cheek. "I'm…old."
Tatsuha shook his head. "Never!" His fanboy impulse shouted back at Ryuichi.
Ryuichi laughed in response, thinking it was cute.
As Tatsuha left, he turned back as he smiled regretfully, "I'm eighteen."
Then, he laughed, but Ryuichi took his hand. "Can you stay with me for a bit?"
Tatsuha's eyes widened a little as he looked into the eyes of his perfect idol singer who looked so desparate to keep him there.
This made Tatsuha smile. Not because Ryuichi wanted company, but that Ryuichi didn't even know how diehard he was about him. If Ryuichi had asked him to jump off Rainbow Bridge, he was blind enough to do it because he was so in love with him.
He was just putting up a front for him because he was a little disappointed that Ryuichi had forgotten him and that he was thinking of someone else. While they were kissing, Tatsuha could feel that Ryuichi was thinking about someone else while he had kissed him with all the admiration he had given ever since he had become a fan of his.
But for the moment, Tatsuha could look past this.
Ryuichi needed him, that's why.
Smiling, he said, "Why don't we take a walk?"
"All right."
They walked around Tokyo, but as they went up to one toy store, Ryuichi went up to the window like a little kid.
"I find it funny that you don't have Kumogorou-san with you."
He shook his head. "He's mad at me right now."
"Why?" Tatsuha watched Ryuichi curiously.
"I did something terribly wrong, that's why."
"What did you do that even Kumogorou-san would be mad at you?"
Ryuichi pointed at a toy in the window and Tatsuha saw that it was a clock tower with a prince and princess dancing.
Tatsuha couldn't comprehend what was the connection until Ryuichi said, "Do you believe that there's one person out there for you?"
Taken aback, Tatsuha looked from side to side. He didn't expect such a question or such a serious face from Ryuichi. He thought of it for a bit and then replied, "Yes. I'm just stupid like that."
"I don't think it's stupid…" Ryuichi wouldn't look at him though. He pointed at the two figures dancing figures. "Like them?"
They both looked at the prince and princess.
Believing in this, Tatsuha nodded. "I would certainly hope so. The red thread of fate and all that have some kind of basis, don't you think?"
With a cute pout, Ryuichi asked Tatsuha as if Tatsuha had any say about it, "What if I took that princess?"
"Some people don't know they may be destined to be with another person." Thinking it was kind of cute, he laughed. Tatsuha said as he just continued to look at Ryuichi, who was staring at the display before him. "But other than that, you shouldn't take the princess, Sakuma-san."
"I want that princess," he insisted while his hand was forming into a fist.
Tatsuha could tell that Ryuichi was far away from him, still thinking of that other person. Whoever that was, a small part of him was hurting. The rest of him was jealous even though he was trying not to show any of this.
Shaking his head, Ryuichi began to walk again with Tatsuha beside him. Looking up to the stars, he sighed as he asked aloud, "Tatsuha-kun?"
"Yes?"
"Can I ask you about something?"
"Anything." Tatsuha answered with a smile. It wasn't a lie, right?
"I have everything I've ever wanted from life…" Then, he glanced at Tatsuha while blinking as if he were about to cry. "…but why can't I find a person who will stay with me to share it with?"
Tatsuha just stood in his place without anything to say. _He_ certainly didn't know what the hell he should have done or how to answer this situation at all.
"How can I answer you?" he thought to himself as his chest was aching a bit in small spurts that became larger as the seconds passed. "How _do_ I answer you when you're looking at me that way?"
Ryuichi was looking at him intently, searching for answer. For anything at that moment. He felt the darkness was enveloping him.
It was the familiar loneliness that came like the gravity of the moon pulling on the waves of the Earth whenever it came out, making them out of control. This had been one of those awful nights. The ones where he felt so alone that he'd end up staying up in bed because he wanted someone to just hug him.
Telling him that it was all right. Someone who would take care of him.
He wanted it so much it was going to drive him crazy.
As the lights of the cars from the street came and passed over their clothing, Tatsuha looked at him. Finally, he answered Ryuichi with much confidence, "You will."
Smiling at him and looking him in the eye, he continued. "You're Sakuma Ryuichi-san. How can anyone _not_ love you?"
Chuckling to himself, Tatsuha couldn't understand how could Ryuichi think of himself this way. "Geez, _I'd_ be upset at the person who didn't."
Then, he cleared his throat as he blushed a bit. He knew he had said too much.
With an amused face, Ryuichi had totally unexpected this answer. He tried to think it was the possibility that he had answered that way just to comfort him because he was a big fan of his.
But from the gentle way Tatsuha looked at him, he could tell it wasn't. Those were the eyes of someone who more than adored him. They were too honest.
"That's the problem," Ryuichi replied while shaking his head and running his hand through his hair nervously. "People think that. Friends, family…everyone around me. But it's not true. I've been burned before and I…"
He lost his train of thought as he watched Tatsuha giving him his complete attention. Looking at him as if he were registering his every word like wine.
Sweet wine that he wanted to drink and enjoy while it was still there.
And Ryuichi wanted to look away for a moment, because Tatsuha's eyes were so intensely strong. Stronger than even his when he sang on stage.
He wanted to turn away because he couldn't breathe from their depth.
"I'm scared of falling for someone again," he finally finished, but he couldn't keep his eyes away from Tatsuha's.
Walking up to him and closing his eyes, impulsively, he kissed Tatsuha on the forehead. "Thank you, Tatsuha-kun. I think I've gotten a little bit of my confidence back."
Tatsuha, feeling the warmth of his kiss, closed his eyes for a moment to absorb Ryuichi's touch. One that was sincerely only for him…
He was looking at Ryuichi so intensely because he couldn't say, "Me…I want to be that person for you, Ryuichi…"
At that moment, Ryuichi, tilted his head and smiled at him. Knowing exactly what he was doing, Ryuichi, as if in slow motion, took Tatsuha's hand playfully while Tatsuha gawked at him for a moment.
"I'm stealing you." Ryuichi playfully teased while winking at him. "And I don't care what you'll say."
"Excuse me?" Tatsuha opened his eyes for a bit in surprise, feeling the heat reach his face. Thinking that he must have been dreaming and if Ryuichi got any cuter than he could take, he would have an extra hard time trying to deny the fanboy impulses that he already was resisting.
Ryuichi tickled his ear and nibbled on it as if he were Kumogorou. Seriously, he whispered, "Today, you belong to me."
Tsuzuku…
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Author's note: Okay, I'll just have to face the damn fact that this will be super long. ;_; I don't like rushing and if I put two things that shouldn't be together, then the most important thing will look like it only happened in the end.
This, I will guarantee now, will be a novel. I've been thinking about this for about more than half a year. I've been trying to strategize this as best as I can. Usually, I stick with a particular pairing and a first person perspective, but not now. It's a mix of everything from stream of consciousness, first and third person omniscient, and all the possible pairings I can think of.
Please, please be patient with me as I will try my best to make a good fic that is understandable, warm, sexy, wacky…well, all the things I love about Gravi, depressing as it may be. (I hope to God it will be! I'm trying my best!) I thank you so far for being truly good to me.
I've been having an attack of major low confidence issues with writing and just watching Gravi and hearing from you makes me feel waffy. I know I'm not good with details or with setting up a scene, but I hope at least the emotion or what I'm trying to say comes out and touches you.
Warning: be in for a ride, and I hope it will be a fun one.
/Sakura are between
red and white,
watching you just as closely,
I can't breathe.
So beautiful alone,
Yet I know you'll kill me
With your bloody honesty./
Wrapped around your finger
By miyamoto yui
Chapter 9 – the man who had everything.
"That depends on you," he seductively answered while his blood boiled and was trying his hardest not to become more in love with his idol.
Ryuichi started to kiss him, but then Tatsuha pulled away. He looked at Ryuichi and breathed heavily because he was out of breath.
"I…I'm sorry," Tatsuha had said as he turned around embarrassed while heading straight for the door.
"I'm the one who should be apologizing," Ryuichi said as he patted Tatsuha's cheek. "I'm…old."
Tatsuha shook his head. "Never!" His fanboy impulse shouted back at Ryuichi.
Ryuichi laughed in response, thinking it was cute.
As Tatsuha left, he turned back as he smiled regretfully, "I'm eighteen."
Then, he laughed, but Ryuichi took his hand. "Can you stay with me for a bit?"
Tatsuha's eyes widened a little as he looked into the eyes of his perfect idol singer who looked so desparate to keep him there.
This made Tatsuha smile. Not because Ryuichi wanted company, but that Ryuichi didn't even know how diehard he was about him. If Ryuichi had asked him to jump off Rainbow Bridge, he was blind enough to do it because he was so in love with him.
He was just putting up a front for him because he was a little disappointed that Ryuichi had forgotten him and that he was thinking of someone else. While they were kissing, Tatsuha could feel that Ryuichi was thinking about someone else while he had kissed him with all the admiration he had given ever since he had become a fan of his.
But for the moment, Tatsuha could look past this.
Ryuichi needed him, that's why.
Smiling, he said, "Why don't we take a walk?"
"All right."
They walked around Tokyo, but as they went up to one toy store, Ryuichi went up to the window like a little kid.
"I find it funny that you don't have Kumogorou-san with you."
He shook his head. "He's mad at me right now."
"Why?" Tatsuha watched Ryuichi curiously.
"I did something terribly wrong, that's why."
"What did you do that even Kumogorou-san would be mad at you?"
Ryuichi pointed at a toy in the window and Tatsuha saw that it was a clock tower with a prince and princess dancing.
Tatsuha couldn't comprehend what was the connection until Ryuichi said, "Do you believe that there's one person out there for you?"
Taken aback, Tatsuha looked from side to side. He didn't expect such a question or such a serious face from Ryuichi. He thought of it for a bit and then replied, "Yes. I'm just stupid like that."
"I don't think it's stupid…" Ryuichi wouldn't look at him though. He pointed at the two figures dancing figures. "Like them?"
They both looked at the prince and princess.
Believing in this, Tatsuha nodded. "I would certainly hope so. The red thread of fate and all that have some kind of basis, don't you think?"
With a cute pout, Ryuichi asked Tatsuha as if Tatsuha had any say about it, "What if I took that princess?"
"Some people don't know they may be destined to be with another person." Thinking it was kind of cute, he laughed. Tatsuha said as he just continued to look at Ryuichi, who was staring at the display before him. "But other than that, you shouldn't take the princess, Sakuma-san."
"I want that princess," he insisted while his hand was forming into a fist.
Tatsuha could tell that Ryuichi was far away from him, still thinking of that other person. Whoever that was, a small part of him was hurting. The rest of him was jealous even though he was trying not to show any of this.
Shaking his head, Ryuichi began to walk again with Tatsuha beside him. Looking up to the stars, he sighed as he asked aloud, "Tatsuha-kun?"
"Yes?"
"Can I ask you about something?"
"Anything." Tatsuha answered with a smile. It wasn't a lie, right?
"I have everything I've ever wanted from life…" Then, he glanced at Tatsuha while blinking as if he were about to cry. "…but why can't I find a person who will stay with me to share it with?"
Tatsuha just stood in his place without anything to say. _He_ certainly didn't know what the hell he should have done or how to answer this situation at all.
"How can I answer you?" he thought to himself as his chest was aching a bit in small spurts that became larger as the seconds passed. "How _do_ I answer you when you're looking at me that way?"
Ryuichi was looking at him intently, searching for answer. For anything at that moment. He felt the darkness was enveloping him.
It was the familiar loneliness that came like the gravity of the moon pulling on the waves of the Earth whenever it came out, making them out of control. This had been one of those awful nights. The ones where he felt so alone that he'd end up staying up in bed because he wanted someone to just hug him.
Telling him that it was all right. Someone who would take care of him.
He wanted it so much it was going to drive him crazy.
As the lights of the cars from the street came and passed over their clothing, Tatsuha looked at him. Finally, he answered Ryuichi with much confidence, "You will."
Smiling at him and looking him in the eye, he continued. "You're Sakuma Ryuichi-san. How can anyone _not_ love you?"
Chuckling to himself, Tatsuha couldn't understand how could Ryuichi think of himself this way. "Geez, _I'd_ be upset at the person who didn't."
Then, he cleared his throat as he blushed a bit. He knew he had said too much.
With an amused face, Ryuichi had totally unexpected this answer. He tried to think it was the possibility that he had answered that way just to comfort him because he was a big fan of his.
But from the gentle way Tatsuha looked at him, he could tell it wasn't. Those were the eyes of someone who more than adored him. They were too honest.
"That's the problem," Ryuichi replied while shaking his head and running his hand through his hair nervously. "People think that. Friends, family…everyone around me. But it's not true. I've been burned before and I…"
He lost his train of thought as he watched Tatsuha giving him his complete attention. Looking at him as if he were registering his every word like wine.
Sweet wine that he wanted to drink and enjoy while it was still there.
And Ryuichi wanted to look away for a moment, because Tatsuha's eyes were so intensely strong. Stronger than even his when he sang on stage.
He wanted to turn away because he couldn't breathe from their depth.
"I'm scared of falling for someone again," he finally finished, but he couldn't keep his eyes away from Tatsuha's.
Walking up to him and closing his eyes, impulsively, he kissed Tatsuha on the forehead. "Thank you, Tatsuha-kun. I think I've gotten a little bit of my confidence back."
Tatsuha, feeling the warmth of his kiss, closed his eyes for a moment to absorb Ryuichi's touch. One that was sincerely only for him…
He was looking at Ryuichi so intensely because he couldn't say, "Me…I want to be that person for you, Ryuichi…"
At that moment, Ryuichi, tilted his head and smiled at him. Knowing exactly what he was doing, Ryuichi, as if in slow motion, took Tatsuha's hand playfully while Tatsuha gawked at him for a moment.
"I'm stealing you." Ryuichi playfully teased while winking at him. "And I don't care what you'll say."
"Excuse me?" Tatsuha opened his eyes for a bit in surprise, feeling the heat reach his face. Thinking that he must have been dreaming and if Ryuichi got any cuter than he could take, he would have an extra hard time trying to deny the fanboy impulses that he already was resisting.
Ryuichi tickled his ear and nibbled on it as if he were Kumogorou. Seriously, he whispered, "Today, you belong to me."
Tsuzuku…
--
Author's note: Okay, I'll just have to face the damn fact that this will be super long. ;_; I don't like rushing and if I put two things that shouldn't be together, then the most important thing will look like it only happened in the end.
This, I will guarantee now, will be a novel. I've been thinking about this for about more than half a year. I've been trying to strategize this as best as I can. Usually, I stick with a particular pairing and a first person perspective, but not now. It's a mix of everything from stream of consciousness, first and third person omniscient, and all the possible pairings I can think of.
Please, please be patient with me as I will try my best to make a good fic that is understandable, warm, sexy, wacky…well, all the things I love about Gravi, depressing as it may be. (I hope to God it will be! I'm trying my best!) I thank you so far for being truly good to me.
I've been having an attack of major low confidence issues with writing and just watching Gravi and hearing from you makes me feel waffy. I know I'm not good with details or with setting up a scene, but I hope at least the emotion or what I'm trying to say comes out and touches you.
Warning: be in for a ride, and I hope it will be a fun one.