Authors Notes: Yeah! Chapter two!! Thanks for the reviews. ^_^ They make
me very happy. Sorry it took so long to write it, I got caught up in my
mayterm class ^_^;; I don't know when the next chapter will be up either
but hey, it's a start.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters they belong to somebody else, I'm just writing this story for a friend. And now if you sue me it won't do any good because I own nothing. Not even my body, mind, or soul. I sold them for a grand total of a gallon of white grape juice and two chewy pink thingies.
This story is dedicated to the person who I sold these things to: ichi- chan. Enjoy!
Shuichi sat there in the living room of Yuki's apartment, waiting for Hiro to come and pick him up. He had told Hiro to wait for about an hour so he could have some time alone. This made sense to Hiro so he was happy to oblige. However, it was now only half an hour later and Shuichi felt that he wanted to get out of there as fast as he could. He was tired of having all of his happy memories come popping back up after thinking that he had gotten over Yuki. So now Shuichi was just sitting there in the middle of the living room with his eyes shut trying not to think about anything. However, he found it harder and harder to do.
After about thirty minutes of waiting and tears pouring down Shuichi's face he heard a knock on the door. Shuichi ran as fast as he could to the door and opened it. Shuichi flung himself at the person who was standing in the hallway and kept crying. The person hugged him softly and started humming a familiar melody into his hair. Shuichi decided to look up at this point because he noticed the fact that the person's humming didn't sound like Hiro's, mainly because Hiro didn't hum, especially Nittle Grasper songs. When Shuichi looked up he found himself staring up at Sakuma Ryuichi.
"Sakuma-san, what are you doing here? I thought Hiro was coming to pick me up." Shuichi asked softly, somewhat taken aback by the soft look on Ryuichi's face. He wasn't sure at that point if it really was the childish singer because he didn't look himself. He looked much more mature than usual.
"I know, but when Hiro came to my house to talk just for an hour but not telling me why, I got curious and after a bit he told me. I asked him if I could come pick you up, so I could see how you were doing. I haven't seen you since the funeral and I was worried about you." Ryuichi said, the whole time softly petting Shuichi's soft pink hair.
Shuichi found the pet to be very comforting and found that the soft sound of Ryuichi's voice when he wasn't all that hyper was quite soothing. Shuichi found himself actually being glad that Ryuichi came to get him and not Hiro.
"Shuichi are you ready to go? Do you need any help walking? If you want we can stay here longer or you can come to my house and continue crying, whatever you want to do." Ryuichi asked with a lot of concern in his voice trying not to sound too annoying to the crying youth.
"Can we leave now? I just want to get away from here right now; it just isn't fair Sakuma-san. Why Yuki? Why anyone? Why do people have to be so stupid?"
Shuichi continued on crying and asking many questions as they started walking towards the outside. Ryuichi was still thinking about the first real question Shuichi had asked, why Yuki? It was a good question but also a difficult question to answer. Now granted there were answers to this question but none that would comfort Shuichi. So instead Ryuichi did the only thing he could think of to comfort him and continued humming and petting Shuichi's hair and holding him close.
After what seemed like forever they made it back to Ryuichi's apartment. When they got there Hiro had already left so Ryuichi decided to get some hot chocolate for Shuichi to try and make him feel better. Besides chocolate would make anyone feel better and hot liquid soothes the soul as well as the stomach. Ryuichi sat down beside Shuichi on the couch and handed him the warm mug. Shuichi took a small sip of the drink and smiled weakly. The cocoa seemed to be helping. Ryuichi was very happy to see that Shuichi was starting to feel better.
"Sakuma-san? Thank you very much for helping me. I feel much better now. Could you call me a cab so I can get to my apartment? I need to get rested for tomorrow. We have to start working on our new album and I feel exhausted." Shuichi asked quietly.
"Sure Shuichi, just give me a minute." Ryuichi was happy that Shuichi was feeling better now, so he went over to the phone and called a cab and waited for it to come pick up Shuichi. By the time the cab arrived Shuichi was smiling and started acting somewhat like himself again. Ryuichi waved goodbye to Shuichi and walked back inside where he promptly picked up Kumagoro and started chewing on the corner of the pink bunny's ear.
"Poor Shu-chan. I hope he will be alright. I don't want to see him sad anymore Kumagoro, why do sad things always have to happen?" With that Ryuichi began to cry into Kumagoro, the most comforting thing that he had at the time and fell asleep holding the now soaked pink bunny.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters they belong to somebody else, I'm just writing this story for a friend. And now if you sue me it won't do any good because I own nothing. Not even my body, mind, or soul. I sold them for a grand total of a gallon of white grape juice and two chewy pink thingies.
This story is dedicated to the person who I sold these things to: ichi- chan. Enjoy!
Shuichi sat there in the living room of Yuki's apartment, waiting for Hiro to come and pick him up. He had told Hiro to wait for about an hour so he could have some time alone. This made sense to Hiro so he was happy to oblige. However, it was now only half an hour later and Shuichi felt that he wanted to get out of there as fast as he could. He was tired of having all of his happy memories come popping back up after thinking that he had gotten over Yuki. So now Shuichi was just sitting there in the middle of the living room with his eyes shut trying not to think about anything. However, he found it harder and harder to do.
After about thirty minutes of waiting and tears pouring down Shuichi's face he heard a knock on the door. Shuichi ran as fast as he could to the door and opened it. Shuichi flung himself at the person who was standing in the hallway and kept crying. The person hugged him softly and started humming a familiar melody into his hair. Shuichi decided to look up at this point because he noticed the fact that the person's humming didn't sound like Hiro's, mainly because Hiro didn't hum, especially Nittle Grasper songs. When Shuichi looked up he found himself staring up at Sakuma Ryuichi.
"Sakuma-san, what are you doing here? I thought Hiro was coming to pick me up." Shuichi asked softly, somewhat taken aback by the soft look on Ryuichi's face. He wasn't sure at that point if it really was the childish singer because he didn't look himself. He looked much more mature than usual.
"I know, but when Hiro came to my house to talk just for an hour but not telling me why, I got curious and after a bit he told me. I asked him if I could come pick you up, so I could see how you were doing. I haven't seen you since the funeral and I was worried about you." Ryuichi said, the whole time softly petting Shuichi's soft pink hair.
Shuichi found the pet to be very comforting and found that the soft sound of Ryuichi's voice when he wasn't all that hyper was quite soothing. Shuichi found himself actually being glad that Ryuichi came to get him and not Hiro.
"Shuichi are you ready to go? Do you need any help walking? If you want we can stay here longer or you can come to my house and continue crying, whatever you want to do." Ryuichi asked with a lot of concern in his voice trying not to sound too annoying to the crying youth.
"Can we leave now? I just want to get away from here right now; it just isn't fair Sakuma-san. Why Yuki? Why anyone? Why do people have to be so stupid?"
Shuichi continued on crying and asking many questions as they started walking towards the outside. Ryuichi was still thinking about the first real question Shuichi had asked, why Yuki? It was a good question but also a difficult question to answer. Now granted there were answers to this question but none that would comfort Shuichi. So instead Ryuichi did the only thing he could think of to comfort him and continued humming and petting Shuichi's hair and holding him close.
After what seemed like forever they made it back to Ryuichi's apartment. When they got there Hiro had already left so Ryuichi decided to get some hot chocolate for Shuichi to try and make him feel better. Besides chocolate would make anyone feel better and hot liquid soothes the soul as well as the stomach. Ryuichi sat down beside Shuichi on the couch and handed him the warm mug. Shuichi took a small sip of the drink and smiled weakly. The cocoa seemed to be helping. Ryuichi was very happy to see that Shuichi was starting to feel better.
"Sakuma-san? Thank you very much for helping me. I feel much better now. Could you call me a cab so I can get to my apartment? I need to get rested for tomorrow. We have to start working on our new album and I feel exhausted." Shuichi asked quietly.
"Sure Shuichi, just give me a minute." Ryuichi was happy that Shuichi was feeling better now, so he went over to the phone and called a cab and waited for it to come pick up Shuichi. By the time the cab arrived Shuichi was smiling and started acting somewhat like himself again. Ryuichi waved goodbye to Shuichi and walked back inside where he promptly picked up Kumagoro and started chewing on the corner of the pink bunny's ear.
"Poor Shu-chan. I hope he will be alright. I don't want to see him sad anymore Kumagoro, why do sad things always have to happen?" With that Ryuichi began to cry into Kumagoro, the most comforting thing that he had at the time and fell asleep holding the now soaked pink bunny.