Nothing really going on, just flipping through my Gravitation Remixes and decided to write up a chapter! There are some things in this chapter you may not get if you have not read the Gravitation manga. I will explain at the end of this chapter! I hope none of it spoils anything.. I did not think it was a big deal. =/
Gravitation © Maki Murakami
ANGEL DUST
Chapter 11
"Why must I be stuck in such a band where I am the one who acts the most mature?" tapping down on the small keyboard, Suguru checked to see if every key was in the right tone.
Shuichi had been exploring around the room in a much too jaunty manner, laughing and dashing from one corner of the room to the other, rambling on and on about Yuki.
Hiro would sit at the exact same spot with his attention too focused on his cell phone, talking to Ayaka and blushing every time it seemed she must have said something cute. With enough free time on his hands after their long recordings, Suguru decided to take a few minutes to sit down with his legs pounding. Standing up for hours and slamming the tips of your fingers on keys was pretty tiring, even if it looked pretty easy.
There had been a lot of work for Bad Luck the past few months. Sakano and K had been pushing all three of them hard due to their new CD to be released in the next few weeks and it only caused so much migraine. Well, it would affect people like Suguru and Hiro while Shuichi seemed invincible and would continue to sing, sing, and sing. For being older than Suguru, Shuichi sure seemed to have more stamina and willpower.
"Yuki is wanting for me to come home tonight," Shuichi said for the fourteenth time, spinning around on one foot like a ballerina. "We are going to eat supper together, Hiro."
It seemed pretty useless to try and even speak to the longhaired guitarist when he was on his phone with Ayaka. Acknowledging Shuichi, he would smile and nod at him then return to his girlfriend on the line. "I swear," he cooed sweetly, promising something to her. It was a nice sentiment for him and Ayaka to call each other, but they seemed to talk all the time whenever they were apart. It was almost disgusting.
Suguru was the only one who seemed to take everything about their work seriously. They all had their share of what they were more determined about but they were also side-tracked by relationships or something. Suguru had nothing of the sort to pull him off track, so he was more focused on the most important thing for him now: the band. In a way, he felt as if he was the one who kept the whole thing together, that he was the glue sticking the band from falling. He wanted to surpass Tohma, his cousin more than anything. However, he seemed to just want Tohma to notice his talent and feel proud.
"Let's start packing up everything," suggesting such that, Suguru started to fold up the legs to his keyboard and unplugging the wires. Once he closed the case to his instrument, he hoped to look up and see his band mates at least starting to put things way. What he found: the both of them still in their usual state. Shuichi was rolling around and talking about Yuki, and Hiro was chattering away to Ayaka on his mobile phone. Crossing his arms, Suguru decided not to even say a word to the men and packed everything else up.
Everything was put away and now was the time to really rest. Taking a break was probably the best part about any job and musicians cherished it more than any other working person ever could. It was strange enough to say that when their break actually came up, everyone went quiet. Shuichi would amazingly stop his cute banter about Yuki, Hiro would say his goodbyes and hang up his cell phone, and Suguru would finally sit down next to the two after he had packed everything. Silence would be common, along with a usual sigh every few seconds from Shuichi. Everyday was the same as this one during break and it was pretty nice.
"Does anyone want coffee?" Shuichi spoke up, really wondering because he was yearning for the black liquid.
Hiro shook his head, "I want a beer."
"I don't want anything," Suguru declined, "I don't like coffee and I am too young for beer."
Nodding at their requests and decisions, Shuichi continued to lie there without any movement. Suguru and Hiro gave him a look as if he should have gotten to his feet and fetched the beverages, but he must have only asked from curiosity. Watching the ceiling fan rotate, the silence continued to overcome the entire room. A distinctive ring from hallway was a sign that someone entered the floor from the elevator. Suddenly, quick and loud patters were heard from the hallway and were coming closer to the room by each minute. The sound caught the attention of all Bad Luck members as they stared at the door, waiting for someone to knock. Instead, the door flew open and shut with a large slam after a figure entered the room.
"Sakuma-san?" Shuichi asked, looking at the vocalist who seemed scared out of his mind. Breathing heavily, he kept his back against the door as if to hold whoever was out there from coming inside.
Sweating from either running or working at the studio, he sure had been precipitated. After listening for any sound on the other side of the door, he looked at everyone in the small room before waving his arms frantically, "Hide me!"
"Aren't you supposed to be recording?" Suguru asked with nervousness running through him. One could only imagine why Ryuichi came here scared out of his mind and wanting to be hid.
Ryuichi half looked at Suguru before flopping behind Hiro, "Hide me, Takashi!" slapping his hands over his head to hide, he must have thought that whoever was looking for him would not be able to see him that way.
"Sakuma-san," Shuichi bent over to look at him, actually the back of his head. "What's wrong? Who are you hiding from?"
Almost as if on cue, the door set off a thundering bang and swung open, hitting the wall it crashed against. Noriko stood there, hair up in the usual pigtails, but you could swear they were devil horns at the moment. Heaving and growling, you could tell something was not right today for her.
"Ryuichi!" she hollered, dropping the 'Ryu-chan' and calling him by his true name, as she always does when angry with him. "I know you are in here," she boasted. Looking around and ignoring the confused, shocked looks of the Bad Luck members, her eyes shot down the small ball behind Hiro's chair, quivering. Smirking, she rolled a strand of her hair between her fingers, "I wonder where he could be," she mocked. Walking over to the curled up vocalist, he stopped all movement, knowing he was found.
"Eek," he yelped before getting to his hands and knees and running off around the room like a stray dog. Progressing slow as he was to the door, he would never get away from her. Stopping all movement once her shoe slammed in front of him, he gulped loudly before looking up at her with a goofy smile. "Hi," he managed to say.
Snatching the back collar of his shirt, she surprisingly could bring him to his feet without any trouble at all. Everyone knew Ryuichi was small and short, but it was strange to know how light he was. Glaring him in the eyes, Noriko stomped her foot. "How could you not tell me about this?" snorting through her nose, she desperately needed a response.
"I don't know," Ryuichi sighed. A little regretful, his shoulders slumped down. Noriko gave him a look that showed she forgave him somehow.
"You're not going to are you?" her eyes were clouded in a tragic sense. The both of them were simply ignoring the others in the room, focusing on the conversation between each other. "What about Tatsuha-kun?"
His eyes closed for a moment to cover up his mystical eyes. Sliding open again, they seemed to be filled with a sense of astonishment and inquisitiveness. He had never told Noriko about him and Tatsuha being together. "How do you know about us?" he asked icily.
"I do now," a smirk played across her face after she got a secret out of him. Feeling Ryuichi tense up underneath her palm was when she decided to avert back to the serious issue, "you can't do this, Ryu-chan. It will ruin everything for us. You had already went back to Los Angeles in pursue of become an actor but soon came back here. Why do you want to go back?"
Unlacing himself from Noriko's grip and sighing to himself, Ryuichi put on an indecisive face. "I don't know," his quiet words were loud amongst the silent barrier created from everyone.
"Excuse me," Shuichi spoke up, vacillating for the first few seconds. The two pairs of eyes from the woman and man turned to look at him as if they did not know they were in an occupied room. "May I ask what is going on?"
Full of disappointment, Noriko respired soothingly to herself. "Ryu-chan announced to me that he was thinking about moving back to LA and trying to be an actor again," finishing she jumped out of her sad demeanor and gave Ryuichi a glare that could kill. "However, he will not be doing so."
"I said I was thinking about it," Ryuichi come backed in whisper, still a little down trotted for even thinking about doing so.
On the edge of his seat, Suguru nictated his eyes in a fast motion. There were still some questions unanswered, "Why were you chasing him around?"
"I wasn't," Noriko announced, appalled. "Ryu-chan told me about going back and I got infuriated with him, yelling at him. Seeing as he could not take the discipline, he ran off. I could not just let him run off without listening to what I had to say, or just leave his work so I came after him."
Ryuichi bit his bottom lip, giving the most innocent and mistreated look to his female band mate, "I ran off because you were being mean to me," he whimpered.
"Oh, I love you Ryu-chan," Noriko apologized, her eyes rolling from his little act he always seems to pull with everyone. "Just promise me you won't leave Japan and I won't be a bitch to you anymore," this was the only way to get Ryuichi to come to terms with her.
Conjuring up a verdict, he started to turn and meddle with the many earrings he had. Switching back and forth from right and left ear, he finally stopped. "I promise," smiling widely, he was almost too easily persuaded that it seemed mysterious.
"Last question," Hiro interrupted. Shuichi and Suguru had already asked two questions and now it was his turn to ask a question left unanswered, "What is this about him and Tatsuha?" Hiro did not really know the boy, and did not really care anything for him. However, he had met him before at Yuki's house the time he convinced him to dress up like his brother at the cooking show for Shuichi.
That question got the most attention from Shuichi. He always seemed to be interested in Yuki's family as if he was apart of it and he had to know what was going on. Ryuichi, on the other hand, was the color of a perfect apple. Hiro could just see the rumbustiousness sparkling in Noriko's eyes.
"He and Tatsuha are lovers," she paraded around the room, giggling and making a little heart with her hands. Shouting and squirming were coming from Ryuichi, wanting for her to stay quiet about all of it.
"Noriko-chan!" he squealed like a newborn piglet, "Now everyone knows about it! I can't believe you just told them," throwing himself to the floor, you could almost swear the carpet was starting to burn from the heat emitting form his face.
Shuichi sprang to his feet from hearing what he had just heard. "You and Tatsuha?" he questioned in utter surprise. He always knew Tatsuha daydreamed of being with Ryuichi every waking moment but never did he expect it to actually happen! "I can't believe it," he muttered but a smile appeared most dignitary.
"Isn't Tatsuha-san my age?" Suguru also could not believe the very words Noriko spoke of. He had never encountered two people dating that were fifteen years apart before. It was strange.
Ryuichi instantly looked Suguru in the eyes with an almost murderous look. "So?" he asked in a manner that threatened the life of someone, rather than just ask them what was wrong with it.
"I do not oppose," Suguru chocked up, waving his hands nervously. Nittle Grasper's vocalist not only could look as intimidating as he was on stage but even worse while off duty. Chipper then ever, Shuichi pranced down by Ryuichi.
"Are you on top or bottom?" he asked casually, wanting to know. He seemed to act like it was nothing to be ashamed of, saying it loud enough for everyone to hear.
The apple color was back. "W-What!?" was the only thing Ryuichi could muster for an answer. If he knew being in a relationship with someone made your personal life invaded then he would have thought twice before jumping into such a thing. Hoping for Shuichi just to give up, he looked away from the pink haired singer.
"You know," Shuichi smiled, knowing he would not have to explain the process with someone who is dating Tatsuha.
Not returning his eyes to Shuichi because it would only cause him to blush again, Ryuichi shook his head. "We have only been dating for five days," he said in a disgusted tone. He would not just jump in bed with Tatsuha and have sex with him when they had not even dated for a whole week.
"Tatsuha has not 'done it' with you yet?" Shuichi's jaw dropped, astonished. Hiro and Noriko had done the same, knowing how Tatsuha was when it came to Ryuichi. It seemed like a miracle.
"Of course not!"
Changing the subject in fear of finding out more awkward things, Shuichi tapped Ryuichi on the shoulder slightly only to get his attention. "I should sleep over sometime then! I mean, Tatsuha is my lover's brother, and Yuki is your lover's brother. It would be perfect!"
"That sounds like fun!" hopping on his stomach, Ryuichi was thrilled of the idea. The two vocalists remained on the floor, giggling and thinking up plans for a slumber party.
"I'm home," Ryuichi said once he entered the door to his house. It was a little weird to be able to actually say that with real company in the house. Slipping off his shoes and placing the house key on the small drawer next to the door, he waited for Tatsuha to welcome him back. The house remained silent, which got Ryuichi a little suspicious. "Tatsuha-kun?" he called out, walking around to see if he could find him.
Entering the main room, smoke was flying up from a burnt out cigarette in the ashtray and the television was on, lighting up the room. "Well, at least I know he is here," Ryuichi calculated to himself. The couch was empty for once, too. Starting to worry, Ryuichi looked for any note that he may have left in case he decided to go out. There was none.
"Tatsuha-kun?" he asked again and was answered by the sound of a door opening. Turning around to where the sound was coming from, he saw Tatsuha walking out of the bathroom with a towel in hand, rubbing his face. The look on his face once he saw Ryuichi was nice as he smiled.
"When did you get back?" he asked sweetly, happy to see him back from the studio. Placing the towel over his shoulder, he walked over to get Ryuichi in an embrace.
Soaking himself in the heavenly hug they were sharing, Ryuichi wrapped his arms around Tatsuha's waist and burying his head into the sweet smell of the boy. "Just now," he answered. "I called for you. Where were you?"
"Shaving," replying in a plain tone, he seemed to be a little embarrassed about it. It seemed a little clear now after Ryuichi saw him come out of the bathroom, rubbing his face with a towel.
A little puzzled about his reasons to do so, Ryuichi gave him a queer look. Lifting himself up a little and reaching up with his hand, he rubbed it against Tatsuha's smooth, shaved face. "You actually need to shave at your age?"
"I can't help that my body is faster than my age," he answered firmly. Watching Ryuichi's hand travel down his neck and trickle down his neck, all the way to his chest made him really intrigued. "Okay, what do you want?" he joked, very much enjoying the attention he was receiving from his lover.
"You can tell?" Ryuichi stopped his distinctive rubbing almost instantly, making Tatsuha want to fall off his feet. Tracking his hand through his light brown hair, Ryuichi surely thought Tatsuha would not actually tell he was going to ask him for a favor.
Not wanting the moment to end, Tatsuha brought his lips to Ryuichi's soft neck and started to make a line of kisses on his skin. Listening for any kind of purr from him was Tatsuha's main motive and was pleased to hear a soft whimper escape his lips.
"Tatsuha," Ryuichi smiled, pushing Tatsuha back a little. First he had to ask him about having Shuichi stay the night before they could get frisky. "Would it be okay is Shu-chan stays the night?"
Looking Ryuichi over, Tatsuha only wanted to hold the man in his arms for a couple more hours, even though it was obvious it was not going to happen this time. Letting Ryuichi free, he looked at the clock. "When?"
"Tonight," he answered quietly, not wanting a reaction from Tatsuha that would be negative. Daring, he looking at him from the corner of his eyes to see him sighing and his eyes closed slightly. Knowing there would be no way around Tatsuha, Ryuichi got on his tiptoes to lock lips with him. Smiling to him after their kiss, he gave him pleading eyes. "Please?"
Not one single person could resist those eyes Ryuichi would give so often to get his way and Tatsuha was no exception. Practically melting from the kiss and on to those beautiful eyes, he could hardly stand on his feet. "Okay, but just be good." Defeated once more.
"Yay!" Ryuichi cheered on, running into the main room to prepare everything for the slumber party. He would dash up the stairs to fetch pillows and blankets, laying them on the floor next to the television. Tatsuha would just stand and watch him like a preying wolf, indulging in his cuteness about the whole deal, smiling as he watched his every move.
"You are so cute," letting out his exact thought caught Ryuichi's attention, making him stop midway from carrying a pillow to the main room.
Blushing slightly, he ran over to place the pillow down with some of the covers. "Thanks," he said bashfully. He wanted to say so much but could not find the right words to say. "Um, Shu-chan and Yuki should be coming over any minute."
"….." that must have broke Tatsuha's mood, "my aniki?"
Brisking around, Ryuichi finally got everything ready and sighed at his accomplishment. Not taking the time to see Tatsuha's look on his face, he just gave a nod. "Yeah, Shu-chan said you two need to bond a little more," he paused. "He says you two have not seen each other in awhile."
"Shit," Tatsuha cursed, imagining what his brother would say once he sees him living with Ryuichi, being his lover also! Yuki was one to tease Tatsuha about such things, being an older brother is was basically his soul duty. It was not only embarrassing but it would be the first time for one of his family members to find out about his relationship. He might as well say goodbye to his pimp like shell.
At the sound of the doorbell, Tatsuha wanted to shoot himself. Ryuichi pranced like a wild deer to the door and opened it up merrily.
"We're here!" Shuichi stood with Yuki by his side. Yuki sure looked as if he did not want to be here and in which Shuichi probably dragged him all the way to the house.
Ryuichi seemed so thrilled once he opened the door and welcomed them both in so formally, "I got everything set up," he showed them the main room.
"I get the couch," Yuki said once he saw it. Shuichi would not mind sleeping on the floor with the assorted pillows and blankets, but it would only give him pains in the neck. Not even noticing his brother walk up from behind him, he was even more shocked to hear the voice.
"Hey aniki," Tatsuha grumbled in a welcoming tone. Yuki looked over his shoulder to see his younger brother standing there with a face that was indescribable.
Scanning him over, Yuki remembered something about Tatsuha living here from Shuichi earlier today. However, he was too busy working on a novel to listen to all of what he had to say. "Hey Tatsuha," he said back. Tatsuha's look portrayed him to be a little worried of what his brother may think, so Yuki just took it off his shoulders. "You live here, huh?"
"Yeah," Tatsuha blushed. "I am Ryuichi's lover."
Not at all fazed at his proclamation as others were, Yuki just pulled out a cigarette. "Dream come true," in a way, you could tell he was happy for Tatsuha. He always encouraged Tatsuha to just set up a date for the both of them, even offering for him to get Tohma to do something about it. It did not surprise Yuki one bit to see Tatsuha finally with the thirty-two year old.
"Yuki, don't smoke here," Shuichi grabbed the caner-on-a-stick from his boyfriend's very fingers and threw it into the nearest trash can. "We are guests!" hearing Yuki snort made Shuichi know he had won for now.
"I didn't know it was that easy," Ryuichi mused over how easily Shuichi could make Yuki not smoke one cigarette. Saying this, he could not help but give Tatsuha a sly look.
Trying his best to not respond to Ryuichi's thought, Tatsuha turn to his brother for conversation. "How's work?"
"Sucks," Yuki replied in a normal tone, leaving it at that. Slapping his hand from the urge to grab another stick from his cigarette carton, he looked at his younger brother sarcastically, "how's praying with the old man going?"
Continuing his own mistake, Tatsuha took his chance and snatched a cigarette from Yuki's carton and placed it between his teeth and lighting it soon afterwards. Exhaling the cluttered smoke with a sigh, he looked up at his brother. "Okay, I guess. I usually go home on weekends to pray with him. To get away I just tell dad that I am staying at your house or something," he chuckled, yet wished he hadn't said that. Knowing his brother, he would find great please in ratting him out to dad. The same sounding chuckle from Yuki made Tatsuha feel at ease with good foreboding ahead.
"Tatsuha-kun," Ryuichi stepped up towards Tatsuha, holding Shuichi's hand as if they were about to run off and play. The dark, raven eyes looked down at him, giving him a questionnaire look. "Put it out," he flicked at the hanging cigarette in his mouth, causing some ashes to fall off. Satisfied to see him obey his demand by grabbing the ashtray and squishing it to the hard surface, Ryuichi tugged at Shuichi's arm. "Let's go sit down by the TV," chirping and ecstatic, he led Shuichi to the spot where the covers and pillows were spread about.
"You sure have a nice home Sakuma-san," Shuichi tried to compliment him nicely but it came out with a large amount of envy. "I don't see why you would want to leave it," he said, checking back at what Noriko had told them.
Quickly speaking up, Tatsuha crossed his arms. "And he isn't going to Los Angeles, either. It makes me feel as if it is because of me," lowering his voice, he hoped his brother did not hear his last sentence. However, Yuki laughed once he did hear it.
"He knows?" Shuichi was pretty surprised.
Scrunching up his nose, Ryuichi gave Shuichi a look that made it seem as if it was obvious, "Of course! Tatsuha-kun was the very first person I discussed with about the whole thing."
"He should go with you," Yuki spit out, making him self comfortable on the couch. Whether he was insulting or joking around with his brother, he made it come out all too flat.
A wave of emotions surfed across Ryuichi's face, settling with a heavy sigh. "Tatsuha-kun wouldn't want to, mostly because he can't speak English."
"It's not my fault I am getting a D- in that damn class," he cursed underneath his breath so Ryuichi could not hear. Taking his time to traverse over to where his lover was sitting, he plopped himself down next to him. Smiling up at him, he could tell Ryuichi did hear.
"I said I would help you," Ryuichi said solemnly.
Defeated yet still up for a quarrel, he slapped his hand down on his pant leg. "Really? Okay, how do you say my name is English?"
"Tatsuha," was what rolled from his mouth. Giving Tatsuha an almost screwball look and receiving one back from him, he had the urge to explain. "Your name never changes not matter what lingo you are speaking. Pronunciations may change due to their vocabulary but that is about it."
For a moment everyone was completely silent. It sure did make most of them uncomfortable. "I didn't know that," Shuichi replied in wonder, even if he was called that in America by Rage and Judy, who were in fact, Americans.
"No wonder you are failing Tatsuha," Yuki dusted off his shirt sleeve, already knowing such a thing from his past trips to the US. However, his English was so faint now that he could only speak so many words.
"Acting is so hard," Ryuichi converted the conversation so easily, putting his hair up in a ponytail. "They have such high standards and you actually need to be very, very experienced in the whole thing!" throwing up his legs and arms as if he was trying to be picked up in an embrace, he toppled down with his head falling down on Tatsuha's lap. Staring up at the ceiling and feeling Tatsuha starting to pet him like a domestic cat, his chest raised with a heavy sigh. "The only reason I got a job in acting was because of my work in Nittle Grasper and how good I look."
"Someone is modest," teasing with a small chuckle, Tatsuha pulled back some of his hair and placed it behind his ears. The small hoops of his earrings started to shimmer like diamonds from the light coming from the bulb. Tatsuha found interest in them pretty quickly, turning them and feeling them.
"It's true though," he replied, looking over at Shuichi who seemed to understand what Ryuichi was saying like he had been through the same thing once. "The shows I got where not that big anyways. I would do commercials or some small television show now and then, but the directors would always say I did not have enough potential to make it big in acting. They said the only form of media in which my face, body, and voice should be in is music."
"Aren't you satisfied with that?" Shuichi asked, almost covering his mouth for asking. The feeling of security and nosiness made him listen closely.
As he answered, his voice seemed kind of stuck between a lie and the truth, and between a cheerful tone and a melancholy one. "Yeah—no," he sounded so confused and he could not make up his mind. The icy look in his eyes he gave was an indicant he knew how he felt, "sometimes."
No one ever really had the need to question how Ryuichi felt after that. Not one person seemed to know why they had no feeling to not even speak a word of it. Maybe it was the way he looked so sad and hurt inside of himself, or just because he sounded just as he looked. Any time Ryuichi would be in such a state, time would seem stand still. It was surely weird like some kind of magical force, but it always is assumed to happen. However, it never takes long for Ryuichi to just smile again and say something cheerful.
This time, he didn't. He would seem to lie dormant while his face would be groomed slowly and his expression never really seemed to change as he eyes wandered around the room.
"I hope it is like this all night," the blonde novelist smiled to himself, never having such a quiet moment like this with Shuichi in the room. Turning on the television, everyone's attention was focused on the screen.
"Don't you have a book or something to work on?" Tatsuha said wearily, getting back at him for saying such a thing.
The small remote was being used as a scratch utensil, rubbing against Yuki's head and rolling against his cheek as he turned through the channels. "Deadline is coming up," he remembered, "I'll get it down. I didn't know you were worried about my work."
"You always say that," Shuichi whined, hopping up at the end of the couch by Yuki's feet. "Why don't you get on the floor and you can rub me, just like Tatsuha and Ryuichi?"
Averting his eyes to the seventeen and thirty-two year old on the floor looking like they were in nirvana, Yuki almost looked disgusted. "They are acting like fucking newlyweds," he replied, snorting from his nose.
"That reminds me!" Tatsuha practically jumped out from his spot, sending Ryuichi across the floor. Looking down at the beauty, his eyes turned to a romanticism look, raising and lowering his eyebrows, "when is our honeymoon?"
Laughing from his sleazy comment, it was a sure spitfire sign that Tatsuha was the person to bring Ryuichi out of a bad mood so quickly. "We already had it," he purred softly, lifting his hand up to flick at his nose.
"No we haven't," Tatsuha opposed, raising his index finger like an intelligent professor, "Honeymoons include getting more acquainted beneath the sheets."
Ryuichi did answer but simply gave him a droll look with blush staining his cheeks.
"Yuki and I have been around the world because of our honeymoons then," Shuichi joked, dodging a shoe thrown by his lover from behind him.
Blowing a raspberry, Tatsuha could not pass up the chance to say something about his older brother. "Aniki and his large libido. Shuichi probably becomes unconscious every night."
"Like you have a small libido," Ryuichi rolled his eyes sarcastically. Tatsuha looked down at him as if he expected that kind of comment from Yuki! However, there had been many occasions where Tatsuha would always want to kiss and rub against Ryuichi in bed more than outside of bed.
"Mika almost sprouted a volcano form the top of her head when she found out where you were living," Yuki said, clicking the volume button on the black controller. "She said you are wasting your life away here."
"Mika is wasting her life away with Tohma," he replied with a hiss. Almost at the same time he said that phrase, Ryuichi gave him a glare. Sitting up, Ryuichi gave him a small slap on the cheek that barely fazed him. Just to be dramatic, he rubbed the spot where he was hit. "It's true."
Feeling his hair, Ryuichi started to fix it where Tatsuha would have messed it up a little too much in the process of grooming him. "I don't care if it is true to you. Tohma is one of my best friends and I am not going to tolerate this because to me, Tohma is a great person."
"Yeah, anybody who is obsessed with me sure is great," Yuki said in a sarcastic, freaked tone. Shuichi seemed a little too insulted at that.
"Ryuichi," Tatsuha slurred, looking at the man staring back at him.
Never since he kissed him on the night of raffle contest prize had he seen Ryuichi so corybantic with anger at him. His eyes would shine with an invisible fire burning within him as if he wanted to constrain him.
Tatsuha could only look at him with an afflicted expression while his own threatening emotions were building up inside.
The honeymoon would have to postpone.
Movies played on the television, flashing off abundant lights amongst the darkened room. It was starting to get late and only a few were still awake. The two Uesugi brothers were still awake, smoking the first chance they got once the other two males had fallen asleep on the floor.
"Remember when I went to New York about a year ago?" Yuki started a conversation, asking a weird question. Tatsuha only looked at him then brought his cigarette to his mouth.
Chest rising from the long inhale and falling from the deep exhale, he turned his head to look at the man who he guessed was still mad at him. Seeing as he was asleep, he couldn't ask. "Yeah, I remember."
"Do you even know why I went?" he asked, curious of how Tatsuha would respond.
Tatsuha's eyes scanned over to his brother, full of curiosity. He did remember when Shuichi was so called 'captured' to go to America and then Yuki had left soon after, but he never got an explanation. "Why?"
"I went after the baka," he sighed, obviously talking about Shuichi just by the way he looked over at the vocalist once he said the word 'baka'. Smoking the last of the nicotine stick, he smashed it in the ashtray and he leaned back in the couch. The two of them sat there, looking ahead of them and not at each other.
"I had heard about him staying in New York with the new management from some crazy girl. I went to seek him out and had seen that girl, Rage was her name, on many occasions and spoke to her to try and get to Shuichi. She had a huge crush on him and despised me for our relationship, I guess. She would never let me get to him," Tatsuha looked down to see Yuki curling his hand into a fist, it quivering from his tight grip. "Soon enough, I got that damned girl on the top of a building and almost killed her, but Shuichi came and had to save her. I had finally found Shuichi and asked him—no, I told him to come to me," a smile curled across Yuki's face. Actually, it would be considered a small smirk of remorse. Startled from the very sight, Tatsuha was confused on what that smirk actually meant emotionally. "He told me no," he ended, causing silence to go about again.
Closing his eyes in the quick pain from burning his cigarette out on his hand, Tatsuha started to whistle in pursuit to end the silence. Finally looking over at his brother, he smiled. "Why did he say that?"
"I really don't know," Yuki grumbled, saying it as if he knew Tatsuha was going to ask that. "I think because he saw me with Tohma once and we were trying to get him jealous, you know, to get rid of him."
"Why!?"
Chortling for a small moment and then rubbing through his hair, he answered in a much serious tone. "Shuichi is always such a bother to have around. He causes so many ruckuses and is nothing but a memory carrier for me, causing my life a living hell. A lot of people help me to try and get him away from me once and for all. But each time he actually is gone, I want him to be with me. I always yearn for him to go away yet I am lost without him. That is what it is like to be in love I guess," grabbing another cigarette, he did not even take the time to light it and just tapped it around on his arm.
"And that is?" Tatsuha chocked back, wondering why he was even telling him all of this for being such a cold, insecure hard ass.
"To be with someone you love and having to through millions of complications and difficulties together is so hard and hurtful," his eyes never drifting away form Shuichi; you knew he was saying this all about him from his heart. To see Yuki like this was truly rare but amazed you on how deep he really was. "But, being apart is much, much more hurtful."
Never once did Tatsuha doubt what his brother had told him. Why he was telling him this was unknown to Tatsuha but he kind of thought he may have a slight idea, and it probably dealt with him and Ryuichi being in a relationship. Yuki would try and cover up anything to give him brotherly advice for the present or future and Tatsuha sure appreciated it. With a smile he looked down at Ryuichi, spread out on the floor with his mouth widely agape with Kumagorou on his chest, rising up and down. His was so cute and innocent, prior to when he was staring him down with a menacing glare. He could only imagine if he would one day be separated form his one true happiness.
Would it hurt as much as Eiri said it would?
"Damn," Yuki cursed. "You sure as hell can tell I am a romance novelist with my idiotic blabber!"
Shuichi dashed about in the kitchen, grabbing eggs and mix and putting them into designated plates or pots. Morning was a perfect time for him to try out his break feast making abilities. His apron curled around each move he made, causing more drifts to pass by. "Sakuma-san, you want to help?" he asked the man sitting at the table watching him.
"That's okay," he said, looking really jaded from his awaken. "I will just wait and eat the food if you don't mind."
Not at all disappointed in Ryuichi's decision, he just continued dashing back and forth to many categories of food to fix. Ryuichi sighed against his arms, leaning over with his chin on the table. He was planning to sleep up in his own bed but fell asleep on the floor and hardly got any sleep at all.
"Hey," a deep voice echoed behind Ryuichi, causing him to look behind him. Tatsuha stood there with ruffled hair from sleeping on the couch, in which he got pushed on the floor by Yuki. He smiled at Ryuichi full heartedly, and then gave him a scared frown after seeing how he did not respond to him at all. "Are you mad at me or something?"
"What? Of course not," he replied, giving him an awkward look.
Relieved, Tatsuha sat himself down beside Ryuichi. "Okay, I thought maybe you were still mad at me for what I said about Tohma."
"I was mad when you said that," he explained. "However, I can't stop you from how you think about one person."
Raising his arms and lowering it, he wrapped it around Ryuichi softly and pulled him closer. "I forgot to say good morning."
"You don't have to," he replied, leaning his head back on his chest. Mumbling something inaudible under his breath, he snuggled cutely with a purr.
Feeling the warm sensation form Ryuichi put Tatsuha in pure ecstasy. To actually have Nittle Grasper's vocalist this close to him was only a blurry dream to thousands, or millions of people and it meant everything to him. He never knew that something in his life could be better than a dream. "I love you," he whispered into Ryuichi's ear and feeling him cuddle closer to him was good sign indeed.
"That's so sweet," Shuichi cooed to himself, hugging onto his spoon as he watched the couple.
As Tatsuha held Ryuichi close, he only could wish it would stay like that forever. Being with Ryuichi was not at all hurtful or hard for him like Yuki said it is to be in a relationship, so would it be even harder when they are apart?
Feeling his lover's heartbeat against his, he could only imagine.
END CHAPTER 11
Well, this chapter was completely boring and useless. My muse is really not working lately. shakes worn out sock Come on my muse, help me out here!!!
Anyways, time for manga check-up, shall we?
In this chapter, it was brought up about Ryuichi going to Los Angeles to become an actor. In the manga, this is true. Ryuichi leaves in around… the eleventh or twelfth? My manga is right in front of me but I am too lazy to grab them and flip through. So, I mentioned that. However, it is not evident if he comes back as I made my story say. So, you can pretty much think of what the timeline is now.
Also in this chapter, there were many talks of when Shuichi went to New York. This is true and starts happened in volume 8. The Americans Shuichi was thinking of were named Judy and Rage. Judy is K's wife and she is in the manga, as is Rage. Rage is much different; she is a really cool American girl who has a crush on Shuichi. She kind of becomes Bad Luck's manager, dresses them up in silly costumes, and controls a giant, robot panda!! MWAHAHA!!
The story Yuki told Tatsuha was true in the manga. Let me not be lazy and see what volume it is in…. 9. I had to check real quickly. Heh.
Now, reviews! ( I swear, if I get ninety or more for this chapter… I will piss my pants! )
Cherry-Wolf: Yeah, Eichiro is a kissed virgin. Poor guy, I used to be like him. Heh, I made Tatsuha say that so people could react the way you did. Miyu will probably find out, I mean, come on! Of course she is going to! Mwahaha! KumagorouBeam-….sama??? YESSS!! I am your master!!!
BadLuckShuichi: Thank you for the compliment, and the plushies! I love you already!
Ellechan: I love enthusiasm from my reviewers! Please come again!
The Pocky Nazi: I am truly honored. It is truly a wonderful thing to avert people into something with such a.. bad fanfic such as mine! You need a badge for such the remarkable review you gave me, it just gave me the biggest ego I have ever had! I love you so much!
Queen of Vegetasei: Eichiro is pretty weird, no matter how normal he seems. He is like one of those guys who can hang with guys like Tatsuha, talk the talk, but has never been with a girl. laughs and about everyone breaking them apart… you are right. There will be only a few people who will support them, but everyone else will want them away from each other. I feel sorry for the two of them. Cosplaying? Heh, like Tatsuha "cosplaying" as Yuki for Ryuichi's numbers. =P P.S. I love K's seiyuu as well!
Zufu-chan: Seriously, it's the coffee. I love coffee and it really touches ya somewhere. Talk or something? I would but I have none of those kind of things. If I do get one, I will let you know!
Woodsie: It disappeared?... A MYSTERY TO BE SOLVED! takes out magnifying glass Come, dear Watson! You love Miyu now? Yeah, she is truly lovable for some.. evil reason. Eichiro is the symbol of cool! Muchly? Har, you are funny. Also, I am glad you saw the fifth volume. Of course I would not make that up.. this is based on the manga. I don't like the anime so… yeah. Everyone looks a lot better in the manga in my opinion. =/ CAPYBARA!!
Koori-Yami: Thank you so much! I actually find myself running out of words to use sometimes. Thank you about how good I keep the characters, too. Ryuichi is just… a normal guy to me so that is why he is just normal. =D
Nittle Grasper Wonder: lol, I have never thought about Eichiro and Tatsuha getting together before. However, now that I think about it… that is a good idea! Mwahaha.. you made an idea pop into my head. Yeah, Ryuichi had MPD to a lot of people, but I just think he is like Shuichi: happy, hyperactive, and a nice guy BUT he just takes his work seriously and has some serious mood swings. Maki never clarified so many people just see it as they want. Lol, about your equation on Miyu and everything! Eichiro and Tatsuha stuff is coming up because you got me thinking about it!
PikuPiku: Don't worry about being late Piku, babe. You are just as important as everyone else. Eichiro is okay to me, he is based off me for accidental reasons so I don't like him that much. =/ Also, might as well bring out your chainsaw and be ready! Lol!