Gravitation characters are not owned by me, I only use them satisfy my need
for some insane fun. ^^
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PROMISE
"Nee, Yuki, wake up already!!" shouted a still-wet-from-a-bath Shuichi while trying to push his lover out of the bed.
"Yurusai, baka!!!"
"But you promised."
That statement shook writer Yuki Eiri to a sitting position. Promised? I don't remember making promises. He glanced at his pink-haired lover, water still dripping from those pink locks.
Taking one look at Eiri's confused face, Shuichi's happy face fell.
"You don't remember."
Shit!! Yuki cursed silently in his head. He hated making Shuichi wear that sad face. He always regretted it some time later, and he always has to act sickeningly sweet just to see that happy smile again.
"Well, what did I promise you then?" Eventhough I still don't remember making any, he added silently in his head.
Shuichi looked at him with a sad smile, "You promise we'll go to the beach today, just you and me. I was really happy when you promised; I even made you dinner last night. But since, you don't remember, I guess you really didn't want to go and I forced you.again. "
Dinner? Last night? HE cooked??? Yuki searched through his brain, and still nothing about a promise or a dinner cooked by Shuichi came to him.
He took another look at his lover's crushed face and sighed. When Shuichi started to leave the room, it felt like a knife stabbed through his heart, because no matter how cold he is, Shuichi has always been an exception.
"Shuichi."
Shuichi stopped at the door and visibly flinched. That was another knife stab for Yuki.
"Come here, baka."
Shuichi obeyed, and stood beside the bed.
Yuki looked at the sad purple orbs and continued in his usual sarcastic voice, "It doesn't mean I don't want to when I don't remember baka!!" at the same time slapping Shuichi in the back of the head.
Shuichi fell on the bed, face down.
"YYuuukkkkiiiii!!!!" he said happily throwing his arms around Yuki's neck, the sadness gone.
"Shut up!!!" he shouted, pulling his lover away from him.
"But, Yuki."
"If you don't let me up, we are not going to the beach!"
That warning caused Shuichi to spring off the bed, but before he left the room, he kissed Yuki's most sensitive part first.his ear and shouted, "Meanie!!"
Yuki instantly reddened and threw a pillow which hit the now closed door. He could still hear Shuichi's happily singing voice as he prepared the things they needed.
Why don't I remember?!? That question repeated itself over and over again even as he was taking a shower.
And throughout the whole drive toward the beach, eventhough he got his certainly back-to-normal, happy, noisy little lover in his other arm cuddled very closely.
To be continued.
Please R & R. Thanks!
PROMISE
"Nee, Yuki, wake up already!!" shouted a still-wet-from-a-bath Shuichi while trying to push his lover out of the bed.
"Yurusai, baka!!!"
"But you promised."
That statement shook writer Yuki Eiri to a sitting position. Promised? I don't remember making promises. He glanced at his pink-haired lover, water still dripping from those pink locks.
Taking one look at Eiri's confused face, Shuichi's happy face fell.
"You don't remember."
Shit!! Yuki cursed silently in his head. He hated making Shuichi wear that sad face. He always regretted it some time later, and he always has to act sickeningly sweet just to see that happy smile again.
"Well, what did I promise you then?" Eventhough I still don't remember making any, he added silently in his head.
Shuichi looked at him with a sad smile, "You promise we'll go to the beach today, just you and me. I was really happy when you promised; I even made you dinner last night. But since, you don't remember, I guess you really didn't want to go and I forced you.again. "
Dinner? Last night? HE cooked??? Yuki searched through his brain, and still nothing about a promise or a dinner cooked by Shuichi came to him.
He took another look at his lover's crushed face and sighed. When Shuichi started to leave the room, it felt like a knife stabbed through his heart, because no matter how cold he is, Shuichi has always been an exception.
"Shuichi."
Shuichi stopped at the door and visibly flinched. That was another knife stab for Yuki.
"Come here, baka."
Shuichi obeyed, and stood beside the bed.
Yuki looked at the sad purple orbs and continued in his usual sarcastic voice, "It doesn't mean I don't want to when I don't remember baka!!" at the same time slapping Shuichi in the back of the head.
Shuichi fell on the bed, face down.
"YYuuukkkkiiiii!!!!" he said happily throwing his arms around Yuki's neck, the sadness gone.
"Shut up!!!" he shouted, pulling his lover away from him.
"But, Yuki."
"If you don't let me up, we are not going to the beach!"
That warning caused Shuichi to spring off the bed, but before he left the room, he kissed Yuki's most sensitive part first.his ear and shouted, "Meanie!!"
Yuki instantly reddened and threw a pillow which hit the now closed door. He could still hear Shuichi's happily singing voice as he prepared the things they needed.
Why don't I remember?!? That question repeated itself over and over again even as he was taking a shower.
And throughout the whole drive toward the beach, eventhough he got his certainly back-to-normal, happy, noisy little lover in his other arm cuddled very closely.
To be continued.