*cackles evilly…*
Er…and sorry about that third to last line in the third chapter. How corny can I be, good Lord. This chapter is a major switch from the others, cuz it's not mainly fluffy. The transition was tough for me, so bear with it.
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It was hot. No, not hot. Scorching. Yuki could feel his skin roasting, boiling under the malicious glare of the sun. He despised heat.
I despise heat.
Unfortunately, Shuichi had decided that he wanted to go to the park "right now, Yuki!" instead of staying in bed. That was an hour ago. The writer rubbed his forehead and grimaced at the sweat he felt there. It's not like he was a pansy. He just preferred to be comfortable.
Yes, you are a pansy. Look where the hell you are, you dumbass. What are you doing in a place like this?
All around him, couples and children and couples with their children swarmed. Kids on the rides were screaming with glee; others were whining and crying to their parents about how thirsty or hungry or tired or hot they were. Shuichi fit right in, in that respect. He, on the other hand, had only been sitting on that particular bench for a little over five minutes and was about to go insane. Walking with his lover around the place hadn't been that bad, but now that he was stationary…it was nearly too much for him to handle.
"I can't believe I'm here," he muttered aloud to himself, tipping his hat low over his face. He just knew he was going to look like a tomato during his interview the day after tomorrow. And he didn't think he could stand another yippy fan girl bowing down to worship his feet and ask him to be the father of their child.
The things he did for that little brat's happiness. He wished he could take back that casual "sure." Who knew how much damage those damn four letter words could do?
Suddenly, an easily identified flying object (was it the pink hair or the excited squalling?) launched itself onto the bench right beside him, throwing its arms around Yuki's shoulders and planting a small peck on his cheek. "YUKI!! I'm back!"
"Thank God." The sarcasm in his voice went unnoticed by the boy, whose eyes popped into huge beating hearts. Yuki sighed. "Ready to go yet?"
Shuichi frowned, pulling back. Yuki's brows lifted significantly when he glanced up at the boy. He'd just returned from a roller coaster ride with a younger little boy who didn't have anyone to ride with him. He was always looking for way to be helpful. Yuki noticed that his normally fluffy pink hair was flatter, so damp it clung to his face and neck. The boy's eyes were still bright from the excitement, even though he scowled so. Don't frown, Shuichi. His cheeks were flushed, his chest was heaving, and his breath smelled faintly of mint. Yuki grinned, a naughty thought coming to him, and spoke before his lover could.
"You know, Shuichi…" Yuki tipped his hat back a little and looked directly into widening violet eyes. He touched Shuichi's chin with his thumb, index finger tipping it up gently, the way he did when he had something important to say. "You look like you do when we have sex. It's bothering me."
The boy's mouth dropped. Sometimes Yuki could be so crude, especially when he was expecting something sweet. What a horrible trick!
His voice was a hiss. "Yuki, you can't say that here!"
"Well, I think I just did."
"Some little kid could hear that!"
"They didn't."
"But they could've! They could have been scarred for life!!"
"Shut up, Shu…"
"I can just see it now. 'Mommy, that man over there was making the moves on the other man.' YUKI!"
"What?"
"What?! You-…I just-…I can't…ugh."
Yuki patted Shuichi's leg in a condescending way, standing up. "I win. Let's go."
The boy crossed his arms over his chest and sat firmly. "I'm not leaving."
Yuki's eyes caught Shuichi's so fast that the he gasped. They seemed to glow eerily beneath the shade of his touristy ball cap. "Get up, brat. Now."
Pouting, Shuichi reluctantly decided to slowly trail behind Yuki, hoping they weren't leaving the park altogether. He'd had so much fun! Besides, it had barely been an hour since they arrived. Shuichi barely had the time to play some target games (in which he won Yuki a little stuffed bear, but Yuki told him some little kid ran off with it…little terrors), and ride the merry-go-round and that roller coaster! No, Yuki wouldn't be that mean. Maybe they were going to find some candy and a quiet place so Yuki wouldn't get a headache. He was so sensitive these days!
A friendly voice cut through the air. "Young man!"
Shuichi glanced around. Was he being the one spoken to? You never could tell in places like this. Shuichi liked to think he was noticed.
"Yes you, pink hair! Over here!"
He whipped around toward the voice, stopping in his tracks. Some people bumped into him and said something rude, but he wasn't listening. That man…he was…he was…
…selling POCKY!!
Without thinking, Shuichi sprinted, weaving through the traffic, to the small stand. The man attending was short and stocky and looked as if he had been eating the candy instead of selling it. Shuichi was drooling by the time he had taken in all the different candies he could get for himself. This was too good to be true.
"I, um...I want…Well, I want all of it," he laughed, "but I can't...um…"
The little man laughed. "Take all the time you need, kid. You looked like the kind of person who'd enjoy good candy."
"Oh, yes sir, I do. I'd like some pocky…strawberry pocky."
"Alright. How much?"
Shuichi rifled through his pockets and came up with only five dollars. Forlornly, he purchased only two boxes of the stuff.
"Thanks a lot!" he managed to chirp, knowing the candy would hardly last him through the next day.
Before he could walk off, the candy guy stopped him. "You know, I'm actually having a special. Two boxes of pocky and you get a free box of whatever you want from the back."
Candy's allure to Shuichi was unsurpassable. He had totally forgotten that he was supposed to be following Yuki somewhere stuffy and that he should never trust a little fat man behind a candy counter. Pocky can make a person do strange things; can make a strange person do stupid things.
Skipping happily beside his new god around to the back of the booth, munching mindlessly on his stick of sugar, Shuichi did not notice the freakishly tall man lurking by an outlying trash can. It was normal for carnies and the like to be hanging around amusement parks, right? Nor did he notice when the two cohorts bound his wrists and ankles and tossed him, unconscious, into the back of a truck.
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It wasn't until silence followed him that Yuki realized Shuichi was not.
What an idiot, he thought angrily. How could he have gotten lost? All he had to do was follow me. Stay right behind me. Usually he doesn't have trouble nipping at my heels.
Maybe I shouldn't have been so hard on him. I did bring him here. That still doesn't give him reason to run off.
Frustrated, Yuki turned around and began retracing his steps. Damn Shuichi. He didn't like to worry; he hardly ever had until that pink-haired demon bishounen showed up. This was a waste of precious time; hopefully this wasn't some devious ploy of Shuichi's to stay longer. No…he wasn't that crafty. Oh, Shuichi was going to get a huge chunk of his mind.…Where could he be?
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"Oh, Yuki…" I sigh as he wraps his strong arms around me. I'm falling asleep in his embrace, though I try and try to stay awake. I never want to close my eyes if it means not seeing his handsome face. And I never want to sleep if it means not being able to smell his cologne, however faint, or feel the power of his chest, the steady beat of his breathing.
"Shh, Shuichi. Go to sleep."
"But Yuki," I protest quietly, my words slurring. My vision begins to black out and my body grows limp. "I want to stay with you."
"I'm sorry, Shu," he whispers to me. "I can't keep you awake."
He lifts me up, up, and finally places me down. I'm in his bed, soft and cushiony and smelling of him. Soon, though, I can't smell anything. I stop thinking. I stop breathing.
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Wow, super short and super gay (as in really bad…of course it's homosexual). You know, this whole plot thing has really thrown me for a loop. Maybe I should have stuck with them being in bed all day, haha!
I'm working on another story…this was originally meant to be side-fluff in case I got tired of the seriousness of the other one. I WILL complete this, though. I must! Thanks for all the support!! Huggles to all!
If I had a laptop, I'd work on this sucker all the time. Well…more than I am now. Too bad I don't have a G to spare, right?
Oh, and do any of you think this needs to be upped to R? I don't think there's anything TOO graphic in here, but I was wondering the other day…just want to be fair to everyone… ^_^