Sorry, guys! I couldn't help myself. This is the second and last chapter of "Shuichi's new song." Thanks to everyone who reviewed! ^_^
Disclaimer; Yes, if I was given the choice between world peace and Gravitation's copyrights, I would choose Shu-chan….sigh….but we all know that's never going to happen. No, I don't own it.
Warning; even more Shounnen-ai then the last chapter
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Yuki leaned against the doorway to his kitchen and watched Shuichi in amusement. His young lover was truly crazy, but there was an extremely fine line between insanity and brilliance.
Shuichi stood in front of a cutting board, with earphones in his ears, blasting them as loud as the volume went. He stood in the kitchen, singing his heart out as he chopped celery. Every so often, Shuichi's singing would come to an abrupt stop and he would dash to the table on the other side of the kitchen to write something down. Ever since the young singer had finally "spit" his new song out, he had obsessed over its perfection and went over rewriting in at least 6 times a day.
Secretly, Yuki was sort of proud of Shuichi and did his best to make sure that the boy's ego was small enough to fit through the eye of a needle. Whatever time Yuki wasn't spending insulting Shuichi was spent denying to himself that he actually enjoyed watching Shuichi like this. He was…cute.
Shuichi was cutting, singing and running at such a crazed rate, Yuki was surprised that he hadn't some home and found an ambulance in front of the apartment complex.
This thought had obviously come a moment too soon. With a startled cry, Shuichi drop his knife onto the floor and tried to stem to blood flowing from the long slash on his palm. With a strange twitch developing in his eye, Yuki went over and yanked the headphones off of Shuichi's pink head, bumping into the table and causing a dozen papers to fall to the ground.
Yuki cursed loudly and said, "Baka. Can't I leave you alone for half and hour?" Instead of mumbling an apology like he usually would have done, Shuichi cried out and jerked back from Yuki. For a moment, Yuki looked surprised, but in an instant the expression was replaced with a cold mask.
"What is it? You don't want me to touch you? Are you afraid?" He said coldly in a gruff voice. Shuichi shook his head violently.
"That's not it at all! I don't want to get blood on the paper!" He exclaimed. Comprehension lit Yuki's gaze. Shuichi had thrown himself over the loose papers, catching any blood from his hand with his shirt.
"Your crazy." Yuki reached over Shuichi and open the cupboard under the sink, pulling out a small first aid kit. Opening the kit, he pulled out a length of gauze and began tenderly wrapping his lover's hand.
"Arigato, Yuki," Shuichi said softly. The writer frowned and said nothing. Yuki roughly pulled Shuichi up and dropped the boy into his lap. He picked up one of the coveted papers off of the floor and scanned over it quickly. He stopped, his eyes narrowed and he began to read more carefully. The blonde finished reading and picked another piece of paper.
"Yuki?" The small boy tugged on his sleeve in concern. "Daijoubu ka? Yuki?"
Yuki dropped the piece of paper. "What?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Came the abrupt reply. Yuki stood up suddenly, dumping Shuichi from his lap.
"Yuki?" Shuichi winced and rubbed his back. "That hurt! Yuki!"
He ignored Shuichi and walked out of the kitchen.
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"La li ho! Ohayo gosiamasu, minna-san!"
"Ohayo, Shu-chan," Hiro greeted without looking up from tuning his guitar. "We can't start your new song yet. Suguru isn't here yet."
"-----Ano---- Hiro?" Shuichi looked uncomfortable.
"What?"
"Let's start now. That song's not ready to come out anyway." Hiro's jaw dropped.
"Demo… we've already finished writing the music score. It was going to be great." The young singer looked down.
"It's not good enough," Shuichi muttered. Hiro's eyes narrowed and he changed the topic swiftly, not before silently promising to pay a visit to Eiri Yuki.
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"What is it?" Yuki inquired coolly, his gold eyes flashing. Hiro's dark eyes flashed.
"Why don't you like Shuichi's new song? What did you say to him?" Yuki grunted, "I didn't say anything to him. Did he go and cry to you?"
Hiro snorted. "Yeah right. He didn't have to say anything. No one else could have convinced him not to sing it. His biggest fear in the world is disapproval from you. Have you read the lyrics? They're the best he's ever written."
Yuki looked away. "I read the lyrics." He stood up from his chair in front of the bright computer and walked to the window of his dark office.
"What's your problem then?" Hiro demanded.
"They're about me."
Hiro's eyes went wide. "Of course they're about you. That's the reason they're so good, and I don't even like you." Yuki was silent.
Hiro's fist clenched. "I don't care what kind of problem you have with excepting Shu-chan's feelings, but don't hold him back because you can't take it. Remember what I said. If you make him cry…" Hiro left the sentence open. Yuki didn't turn as the door to his office slammed. Yuki pulled off his glasses and let his forehead fall against the window with a dull thud. He finally let go of the breath that had been lodged in his throat.
Baka. I don't care if it's selfish to hold you back. I---I don't want you to leave me.
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"Todaima, Yuki!" Shuichi called out cheerfully as he closed the door to the apartment. Suddenly, a hand appeared, braced on the door, right a his eye level. A strong arm wrapped around Shuichi's shoulders and the bag Shu-chan was carrying dropped to the floor with a dull thud.
"Shuichi," Yuki breathed past his lover's ear. "Why didn't you sing your song today?" Shuichi's eyes shot wide and his shoulders stiffened.
"I…it…it not…not ready," he stuttered.
"Lair." Shuichi shivered and his knees gave out. He sank to the ground, taking Yuki with him.
"Why are you so pathetic? Why do you care what I think?" Yuki whispered harshly. "Why did you write those lyrics?"
"Because…I can't seem to hold on to you…but I don't want to let you go…because….I love you," came the soft reply to Yuki's urgent question. Shuichi tipped his head back against Yuki's shoulder to look into his eyes.
"Why? Why don't you leave if I'm holding you back?" Yuki's eyes were bright.
Shuichi turned and slid his arms around Yuki's neck. "…because I would give up my songs to stay by you."
"Baka. You love your songs."
"I love you more."
"Stupid." Yuki pulled Shuichi back and gently cupped his face with his hands. Then softly, so softly their lips brushed. Yuki let his forehead rest against his lover's forehead.
"I don't deserve love."
"Why does my song bother you?"
The tiniest smile curled the corner of Yuki's mouth. "It has zero talent. A elementary kid could have written it."
"I'll sing it for you tomorrow," Shuichi smiled into Yuki's shoulder.
"…I love you."
Shuichi dashed his hand across his eyes. "I know."
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Time slips by, through my hands
Like water, it's slipping through my hands like moonlight
Can't hold Starlight, can't hold Sunshine, can't hold Water
One drop left, the thought turns into a dove and flies away
Frustrating, frustrating
I just can't hold it
Frustrating, irritating
I just can't keep it
Frustrating, infuriating
Watching moonlight shatter, water drain
Look ahead, I'm holding you!
Grabbing on, I feel you breathe
Why is it you "catch" your breath?
Moonlight slipped through my fingers
But you caught the light
In the shadows of your eyes
Don't be upset, don't watch the water drain
Frustrating, frustrating
I just can't hold it
Frustrating, irritating
I just can't keep it
Frustrating, infuriating
Watching moonlight shatter, water drain
Look ahead, I'm holding you!
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* Smiles * That's it! I hope my fic made you feel warm and fuzzy inside! Please review and tell me what you thought! I love to hear feedback! ^_^ Please remember, these lyrics are mine. They're not from Grav, so please don't take them! It took me a really long while to make them just right!
