Almost three months passed before Eiri was allowed to go home with
Shuichi. His memory was still fragmented though. Flashes of half forgotten
thought would form before his eyes, leaving confused and often feeling
rather helpless.
Now he sat at the kitchen table of his apartment. He looked around slowly, it all did look vaguely familiar, but he felt so out of place. He didn't want to say anything to Shuichi. The boy was so happy; he couldn't do anything to destroy that beautiful smile.
He sighed heavily and rested his head on his folded arms. The doorbell rang. Something inside of him told him he was supposed to ignore it, he stood and walked to the door pulling it open he looked into small, beady, black eyes.
"Kumagoro, wanted to come say hi." Eiri looked down at the 31 years of age, 6 years in spirit, lead singer of Nittle Grasper.
"Hello." Eiri answered trying in vane to remember the older mans name. They walked into the living room, Eiri looked down to see one of Shuichi's D.V.D's. Lead singer Ryuichi Sakuma. "So Sakuma- san, what brings you here." He asked as Ryuichi plopped onto the floor and started making the small pink bunny dance.
"Just, came to visit and Shindou- Chan asked me to check up on you. He also said for me to tell you, that he may be a little late tonight." Eiri nodded and walked back into the kitchen; sitting at the table he sipped the glass of water that sat to his right.
Sometime later, Ryuichi looked up and notice that Yuki was no longer in the room. He stood tucking Kumagoro under his arm and wondered towards the kitchen in hopes of finding his friends lost lover. He breathed a small sigh of relief when he was right.
Eiri was sound asleep, sitting at the kitchen table. His arms folded and his head laying gently against them. Ryuichi smiled softly. He had never seen Yuki sleep before, he looked so sweet. Nothing like the scary mean, I'm going to glare at you until you die Yuki they had all come to know and sometimes love.
Yuki had been acting differently though. He acted much nicer; he had stopped giving people the death glare. Ryuichi shrugged, and sat Kumagoro next to Eiri. "You, watch out for him. Okay." He turned and walked out of the apartment
Shuichi walked through the front door late that night. He yawned sleepily and headed for the bedroom. He couldn't believe K had kept them 2 and a half hours to finish writing his song, and then another four in order to work out the music. He flicked on the bedroom light surprised to not find his lover already asleep. He back tracked a little and pulled open the office door. Still no Yuki. "Where could he be?" He shrugged heading down the hall for a glass of water.
He snapped on the light, and jumped when he saw Yuki sound asleep at the kitchen table. He entered the room, and laid a hand gently against his lovers back, shaking him gently as not to startle him. "Yuki...koi, wake up." The blond shifted in his sleep and looked up at his young lover. "Come on, let's go to bed." He helped Yuki stand, watching the slight grimace that crossed his face. 'I wander how long he has been asleep like that.'
Eiri, sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, Shuichi crawled up behind his lover and began rubbing his shoulders. His limber fingers trailing down across Yuki's stiff back. "You like that?" Shuichi giggled as Yuki relaxed against him, Eiri smiled to himself.
"You, have a pretty smile Yuki." Eiri looked up at him.
"Why do you always call me that?" he whispered curiously.
"Call you what?" Shuichi answered, pushing blond hair back from golden eyes. He stroked the matching coloured hair gently.
"Yuki, you called me Yuki." Soft features contorted, violet eyes became confused and a little shocked.
"Do you not want me to call you that anymore?" Eiri shrugged and lay back, not bothering to get undressed. Shuichi pulled the blanket up over him, and then crawled into bed beside him. ' What's going on with you love. You're acting so oddly. You seem so out of place in all of this.' He looked down at the blond that lay beside him. He reached over clicking off the lamp, and settled next to his pale love.
The next morning Eiri wake to the sound of shattering glass. He sat up slowly, and made his out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to find Shuichi running a gushing hand beneath cold water. "Shuichi, what did you do?" Eiri moved forward, taking Shuichi's hand from beneath the water. Blood oozed from the wound on dripped onto the floor. "Poor thing."
Eiri pressed a towel to the wound and guided his clumsy lover to the bathroom. Washing out the wound the cut he wrapt it.
Shuichi stood sniffling in the bathroom as Eiri gently wrapt the white around his hand. 'What's going on here why is he acting so weird? I'm glad he's being nicer and everything, but he seems so different. I know he isn't sleeping well. He doesn't sleep like he's dead anymore. He isn't working either, that office door hasn't been touched in weeks.'
"There, all done." Shuichi looked up at the sound of his lover's voice.
' No more death glares. No more evil words, maybe he's sick or something. "Yuki are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine, Shuichi. Why?
"You're just acting different, you're nicer then usual." Shuichi stopped when he noticed Eiri was starring at him. His beautiful features marred with confusion.
"I don't understand." The blond whispered his voice trailing off. " Shuichi, listen the truth is I don't really remember a lot from before I woke in that hospital bed with you plastered across my chest. What I do remember I so fragmented that I don't understand half of it. I tried to tell you, but you've been so happy lately. I just didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want to see you sad." Eiri rapped his arms around the smaller boy holding him close.
"Shuichi was stunned. ' So that's why he didn't know why I called him, Yuki.' He looked up at Eiri and smiled sweetly at him. "Don't worry about it Yu...Eiri. It's ok." Shuichi grinned, returning the embrace Eiri had instigated. ' I like this yuk...Eiri. He's a lot nicer then Yuki was. He snuggled closer into his lover arms.
Notes- this is the end of this half of the stories. If I get enough reviews I will continue this story soon. I hope you enjoy. Let me know whom you think shot Eiri. More tragedy and angst soon to come. FireMageSky.
Now he sat at the kitchen table of his apartment. He looked around slowly, it all did look vaguely familiar, but he felt so out of place. He didn't want to say anything to Shuichi. The boy was so happy; he couldn't do anything to destroy that beautiful smile.
He sighed heavily and rested his head on his folded arms. The doorbell rang. Something inside of him told him he was supposed to ignore it, he stood and walked to the door pulling it open he looked into small, beady, black eyes.
"Kumagoro, wanted to come say hi." Eiri looked down at the 31 years of age, 6 years in spirit, lead singer of Nittle Grasper.
"Hello." Eiri answered trying in vane to remember the older mans name. They walked into the living room, Eiri looked down to see one of Shuichi's D.V.D's. Lead singer Ryuichi Sakuma. "So Sakuma- san, what brings you here." He asked as Ryuichi plopped onto the floor and started making the small pink bunny dance.
"Just, came to visit and Shindou- Chan asked me to check up on you. He also said for me to tell you, that he may be a little late tonight." Eiri nodded and walked back into the kitchen; sitting at the table he sipped the glass of water that sat to his right.
Sometime later, Ryuichi looked up and notice that Yuki was no longer in the room. He stood tucking Kumagoro under his arm and wondered towards the kitchen in hopes of finding his friends lost lover. He breathed a small sigh of relief when he was right.
Eiri was sound asleep, sitting at the kitchen table. His arms folded and his head laying gently against them. Ryuichi smiled softly. He had never seen Yuki sleep before, he looked so sweet. Nothing like the scary mean, I'm going to glare at you until you die Yuki they had all come to know and sometimes love.
Yuki had been acting differently though. He acted much nicer; he had stopped giving people the death glare. Ryuichi shrugged, and sat Kumagoro next to Eiri. "You, watch out for him. Okay." He turned and walked out of the apartment
Shuichi walked through the front door late that night. He yawned sleepily and headed for the bedroom. He couldn't believe K had kept them 2 and a half hours to finish writing his song, and then another four in order to work out the music. He flicked on the bedroom light surprised to not find his lover already asleep. He back tracked a little and pulled open the office door. Still no Yuki. "Where could he be?" He shrugged heading down the hall for a glass of water.
He snapped on the light, and jumped when he saw Yuki sound asleep at the kitchen table. He entered the room, and laid a hand gently against his lovers back, shaking him gently as not to startle him. "Yuki...koi, wake up." The blond shifted in his sleep and looked up at his young lover. "Come on, let's go to bed." He helped Yuki stand, watching the slight grimace that crossed his face. 'I wander how long he has been asleep like that.'
Eiri, sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, Shuichi crawled up behind his lover and began rubbing his shoulders. His limber fingers trailing down across Yuki's stiff back. "You like that?" Shuichi giggled as Yuki relaxed against him, Eiri smiled to himself.
"You, have a pretty smile Yuki." Eiri looked up at him.
"Why do you always call me that?" he whispered curiously.
"Call you what?" Shuichi answered, pushing blond hair back from golden eyes. He stroked the matching coloured hair gently.
"Yuki, you called me Yuki." Soft features contorted, violet eyes became confused and a little shocked.
"Do you not want me to call you that anymore?" Eiri shrugged and lay back, not bothering to get undressed. Shuichi pulled the blanket up over him, and then crawled into bed beside him. ' What's going on with you love. You're acting so oddly. You seem so out of place in all of this.' He looked down at the blond that lay beside him. He reached over clicking off the lamp, and settled next to his pale love.
The next morning Eiri wake to the sound of shattering glass. He sat up slowly, and made his out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to find Shuichi running a gushing hand beneath cold water. "Shuichi, what did you do?" Eiri moved forward, taking Shuichi's hand from beneath the water. Blood oozed from the wound on dripped onto the floor. "Poor thing."
Eiri pressed a towel to the wound and guided his clumsy lover to the bathroom. Washing out the wound the cut he wrapt it.
Shuichi stood sniffling in the bathroom as Eiri gently wrapt the white around his hand. 'What's going on here why is he acting so weird? I'm glad he's being nicer and everything, but he seems so different. I know he isn't sleeping well. He doesn't sleep like he's dead anymore. He isn't working either, that office door hasn't been touched in weeks.'
"There, all done." Shuichi looked up at the sound of his lover's voice.
' No more death glares. No more evil words, maybe he's sick or something. "Yuki are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine, Shuichi. Why?
"You're just acting different, you're nicer then usual." Shuichi stopped when he noticed Eiri was starring at him. His beautiful features marred with confusion.
"I don't understand." The blond whispered his voice trailing off. " Shuichi, listen the truth is I don't really remember a lot from before I woke in that hospital bed with you plastered across my chest. What I do remember I so fragmented that I don't understand half of it. I tried to tell you, but you've been so happy lately. I just didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want to see you sad." Eiri rapped his arms around the smaller boy holding him close.
"Shuichi was stunned. ' So that's why he didn't know why I called him, Yuki.' He looked up at Eiri and smiled sweetly at him. "Don't worry about it Yu...Eiri. It's ok." Shuichi grinned, returning the embrace Eiri had instigated. ' I like this yuk...Eiri. He's a lot nicer then Yuki was. He snuggled closer into his lover arms.
Notes- this is the end of this half of the stories. If I get enough reviews I will continue this story soon. I hope you enjoy. Let me know whom you think shot Eiri. More tragedy and angst soon to come. FireMageSky.