They shot over the streets in Yuki's usual driving fashion. Well maybe a bit more faster than usual since he had finally his (hot) lover sitting next to him, alone and that for the next couple of hours.
Things were looking great.
Okay, stop there. Not that great.
Since usually Shu would have talked his ear off while now he was sitting quietly beside Yuki shooting glances from time to time at him. It all screamed like 'we're back at base one.' Yuki groaned inwardly thinking back to their complicated beginnings. He so did not want to go through these awkward weeks again. And to top it off this Shuichi still didn't know that he was indeed attracted to Yuki. That he was gay. But at least the bump to the head hadn't screwed up Shu's sexual preference so it lay all in Yuki's skilled hands to guide Shuichi back in his arms.
By now the blonde knew for sure that the smaller rock singer still had a thing for him. Shuichi's eyes spoke volumes when he was looking at Yuki. And it really was just too bad Yuki couldn't point out what Shuichi was experiencing and then kiss him and sweep him off to their bedroom.
Nope things went never that easy. At least not for him.
They turned now into the parking lot close to the park where they had met the first time. The silence hung over them like a black cloud and it began to tick Yuki off.
'What's wrong with him? He never had a problem to talk before. Or rather what's my problem? I miss his talking and can't start a conversation myself. Pathetic. Ah right usually Shuichi started the conversation. Forgot about that.'
Yuki shook his head and stopped the car. He turned to Shu.
"Okay. What's on your mind? In all the time I knew you you've never been this quite. Hell, one could say it's a new record."
Shuichi blushed. "I know. It's just that…"
'Just what baka. Spill it or else…' Yuki growled mentally but gave Shuichi instead a encouraging smile. 'Patience Eiri will get you anything and anywhere in the end.'
"I just thought you were a black-car-kind-of-person." Shuichi blurted out.
Yuki stared at him surprised. 'That sure wasn't what you wanted to say.'
"I am." He said instead.
"But why then a red car? Don't you think it's eh a bit too flashy for you." Shuichi wondered.
Yuki snorted. 'You're such a baka.' "It wasn't me who choose the color. Unfortunately I had promised in a weak moment to a certain someone to pick it for me. If I had had any say in it, it would have been black, trust me."
Yuki turned to open the door.
"I do."
"What did you say?" Yuki asked while turning back to Shuichi.
"I said I do. I do trust you, you know. I can't explain why but I just feel very comfortable around you."
Yuki stared unbelievingly at Shu. 'Wow, first the thing with the car now he's starting to admit what he feels. Maybe his memory is coming back. At least it's a good sign.'
Shuichi interpreted his silence and staring in a different way though. Embarrassed he lowered his head.
"Sorry, that probably sounded very stupid. Guess you hear that all the time from your fans."
Yuki blinked. 'Oh no no no no. Doubts are no good. Gotta make him feel special or something like that.'
"No, it didn't. Not at all. And about my fans." Yuki snorted. "They are strangers with no face. Unimportant."
Shuichi looked uncertainly up at him cheeks still red. "Does that mean I'm important?"
Yuki gave him a quirk of his lips and then rolled his eyes. "Do you always have to question the obvious baka?" With that he got out of the car leaving a very flushed Shuichi.
After having gotten out their picknick utensils they made their way up the stairs to the park who was situated high over the city with a magnifant view.
"So that's where we first met?" Shuichi who had found his voice again was running a few steps ahead from Yuki obviously enjoying himself. The blonde sauntered behind with his ever present cigarette in his mouth.
"You couldn't really say we met. It was rather you having a nervous breakdown about your eh 'progress' in composing a suitable song and then chucking that thing almost straight at my head."
'Well that was a bit exagerated but at least I didn't insult his nonexisting talent for writing lyrics.'
Shuichi's answer though made him almost topple over in surprise. "I can imagine that. My lyrics simply suck."
Yuki stared at him. 'Huh?! What's with him? Freely admitting he's no good at composing a song?' Maybe there was more underneath damage than he had first expected. He needed to be careful with what he said.
"Common Yuki. Let's find a spot to sit. I'm starving. Mika was chasing us all over the house. It took us quite some time to at least convince her to stay in one room and play and not all over the house. I don't really know how you survived living with her as a kid."
'Me neither.' Yuki agreed silently. "Let's sit here."
The tall blonde dropped the blanket which Shu readily spread out to flop onto his belly a moment later. "Sit down and let's eat. And then you gotta tell me more."
Yuki smiled at his lovers childish behaviour. Like that it was as nothing had changed. Yuki sat down where Shuichi patted impatiently the spot beside him. Of course Yuki Eiri sat like any person with dignity.
"Let's see what we've got here. Yay! Cookies." Shuichi was about to rip the package open but Yuki snatched them away.
"Not now baka. They're for later." Yuki glowered at Shuichi who in turn pouted.
"No fair."
But food was food and a second later he had his nose again in the basket fishing out all the goodies Yuki had so painstakingly bought in the morning.
"Yuki, you are so great. You know all my favourite things." Shuichi gave the writer a dazzling smile.
'God, if he keeps going like that. He's going to be my desert.' Yuki watched Shuichi's every move and even let Shuichi have his way in choosing food for him.
Some time later they lay both outstretched and content on the blanket with the sun shining on their faces. Shuichi yawned.
"So what happened after my 'crap' smacked you in the face?"
Yuki had to grin at his expression. "Honestly?"
Shuichi turned to look at him. "'Course."
Yuki shrugged. "I told you it was crap."
Shuichi laughed. "I thought so. Can't you imagine talking things nice. So what did I do? Hopefully nothing too embarressing."
"Well, actually I think I kind of hurt your pride. Since the next time I met you, you crazy punk jumped in front of my BLACK car. You gave me quite a scare there." Indeed when Shu had jumped in front of his car he had thought someone had chosen his car to commit suicide. Only a moment later he had realized just who the boy was.
"So you didn't just keep going?"
Yuki raised an eyebrow at that. 'That baka and his stupid questions.'
"No, would you have preferred me to?"
"Being mush on you front shield? Nah not really. By the way what happened to said black car?"
Here Yuki got a bit uncomfortable. "Ah, long story."
"So, I've got time. A whole afternoon." Shuichi nudged him in the rips.
But Yuki didn't budge. "Crashed."
Shuichi stopped smiling and probbed his head up on one arm looking down on Yuki's face. "What do you mean crashed?"
Yuki didn't look at Shuichi but stared up at the blue sky. "Crashed like in broken, unrepairable, piece of junk."
"Did you got in an accident?"
"Hm, something like that."
Shuichi frowned. He knew the tall blonde only for a few days but he felt close to him. But sometimes he felt like Yuki drifting away from him, shutting him out like now with that far away look on his face. Shuichi didn't like that. His stomach clenched with a warning feeling.
The singer decided he had to do something.
Get Yuki's attention.
To the present.
On him.
Suddenly Yuki's face was so close. Shuichi could see that Yuki's eyes were actually a light shade of green which usually looked amber from far away.
Who was coming closer? He could feel his breath on his lips.
Did he got his attention already? Yuki was looking at him but his eyes were slightly glazed. Lips parted.
His hurt thumbed in his chest painfully. He needed to do something.
It didn't take him long to decide.
Without thinking Shuichi followed the inner urge to lower his lips to Yuki's completely lost in the blondes beautiful eyes before everything blurred in a swirl of colors.
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I'm sorry for leaving your hanging there but the whole picnic scenario is just too long for my supposed to be short chapters. Also sorry if you miss some "action" but I needed something sweet and light for once. Everybody is again sick here myself included so I'm quite happy to have at least written something. Btw. Kiss or no Kiss? That's the question for the next chapter. Did Shuichi really kiss Yuki or shall I interrupt them in the next chapter? I'll count your votings in your reviews. So kiss for all the romantics out there or no kiss for all the dramatics?
p.s. does anyone know how to fix that stupid formating thing with the chapter title being in any place but not there where he is supposed to?
