Disclaimer-Gravitation does not belong to me.
As if yesterday hadn't been a day enough for me, the next day proved to be even worse. After finding out in a meeting with Touma, Sakano and Hiro that this new recruit Fujisaki was Touma's nephew, the young teen asked me to listen to a new arrangement that he and Hiro had made of my song.
After Hiro's kindness the night before, it was hard to be angry at him for standing alongside his feelow musician, the two of them creating an instant buzz throughout the building with his creation.
Even though I would never admit it to him, his rendition of Bad Luck's signature song was not half bad. The dark haired teen was a keyboardist just like his uncle, and had stayed true to our sound and style. It was as if he had been with us all along. Despite that, it still upset me to hear the song Hiro and I poured our souls into played by someone who was pratically a stranger.
'I realize you think I'm the most terrible enemy to your group, but really Shuichi, Bad Luck has to be my all time most favorite band! I've been following you since you started, even used my connection with my uncle to get into clubs to see you. What did you think of your song? I hope I was able to honor the purity of your wonderful group with my meager talent." Fujisaki said.
He was wrong. He was no meager talent. Hiro had filled me in on him this morning, about him studying music for more than ten years and dedicating his craft to emulate the most progressive rock bands his eager ears could hear.
Fujisaki was just as obsessive about his work as I was, and I wanted so badly to love this new version of our song as he did. It was my pride and dignity that kept me from doing so. It was a matter of principle. I walked away from them both without a word.
"Don't worry about it, Fujisaki. This is just Shuichi's way. He'll come around." Hiro told him.
It surprises me how little I knew of what was going on while Hiro and I were trying to make Bad Luck famous.
It wasn't until years after the fact that Hiro told me of the night he had gone to Yuki's house for a visit. I had been out doing my own thing, god knows where, and my best friend had decided to meet my lover out of concern for me.
Hiro knew how much Yuki meant to me and how it seemed that the blonde older man was sometimes cold and distant towards me. That visit...should have been my first clue.
"I know you...You're Hiroshi Nakano, Shuichi's best friend. You're out awfully late for a school night." Yuki told him from the doorway, allowing him to come in.
"I came out here out of concern for Shuichi and our friendship doesn't revolve on the hands of the clock." Hiro said.
"You need not be concerned about he and I. Whatever is going on between the two of us, we'll deal with on our own. You don't have to worry about my being a third wheel. I have no intention of coming between two best friends." Yuki said.
"I just want you to know that Shuichi cares about you very much and he deserves to be with someone who will treat him right. Just know...that if Shuichi ever has a reson to cry other than his own ignorance, you will not hear the end of it from me." Hiro told him sternly.
Yuki smirked. "You're very protective. That's good. That shows that you and Shuichi have a very strong bond. And what about your feelings for Shuichi, Hiroshi? Surely after being such good friends for such a long time, then you must have feelings of your own for him?" Yuki asked.
Hiro narrowed his eyes at him. "My feelings are only my concern. I'm going now, but remember what I have said here tonight." Hiro said.
"Goodnight, Hiroshi." Yuki said.
It seems like a lot of my time lately has been spent in this park, under the moonlit sky, contemplating the troubles that it seems I bring upon myself. As bad as I felt about hurting Fujisaki's feelings, there was no way he could understand how much passion and hard work Hiro and I had put into the formation of Bad Luck. I could not fathom how some teenaged boy, despite his talent, could just insert himself into an already formed band.
"I think you're just getting all upset for nothing." a voice told me.
I turned to face my visitor and was surprised to find that it was Yuki.
"Yuki, what are you doing out here?" I asked him.
"I came because I thought about everything you said yesterday and wanted to give you my opinion about the situation. I have a few years on you and a little bit of knowledge about the industry. I have known my brother-in-law Touma Seguichi since we were children and I trust him not to steer you in the wrong direction. He has a very good ear for musical talent, and this new keyboardist he's selected for you will be a very good addition to your group." Yuki said.
"I didn't realize you had put so much thought into my problems, Yuki." I said.
"I don't really have much of a choice, do I? It's getting late. You can stay with me tonight if you want, as long as you promise to let me get some work down on my novels." he said.
I smiled. "Okay." I said.
"I hope you don't mind. Nittle Grasper is my favorite band, after all." I told Yuki, as I sat down beside him on the couch.
I had been carrying around a new copy of just released Nittle Grasper videos that I had planned to watch with Hiro, but Yuki had been okay with me playing it at a decent sound level. It was my third time watching it, the first two times while Yuki was working in his study.
I had wanted to read what he was writing, but I felt it best not to bother him. I jumped slightly when he slumped down behind me on the couch with a half drank glass of wine in his hands. I could feel his eyes on me as we sat there together, goosebumps rising all over my skin when he lightly grazed his fingers across my arms.
He looked at what I was looking at on the screen, the inage of my idol Ryuuichi in their most popular video, which had been edited to extend an extra few minutes. the very sexy, very toned Ryuuichi was stripping himself of his white mesh tee shirt slowly, revealing his sleek abs and toned chest.
I shivered watching this, as I always did. It was still hard to believe this man had held me in his arms not too long ago. That thought caused a whole new set of goosebumps. I heard Yuki chuckle and set his glass down on the stand beside him.
"It's no wonder I had so much peace and quiet tonight. Ryuuichi Sakuma really does it for you, doesn't he?" he breathed into my ear.
"You sound like you're jealous." I teased.
He chuckled again, his arms moving swiftly around me, one around my waist, the other betwen my legs.
"We're getting feisty, are we? I like that. You should be that way more often. You're so timid with me, Shuichi...it's like you're afraid to make any kind of noises. I don't mind you being loud. I like it when I know you like what I'm doing." Yuki said.
"Yuki..." I whispered, blushing furiously.
He smiled at me. "You know, you are so cute sometimes, I just can't resist you, Shuichi. It makes me want to have my way with you over and over again." he rasped huskily.
I could feel my body heat rising with his words. I could tell the wine had loosened his tongue and that was why he was being so aggressive with me. Yet he had not yet touched me, just stared at me with those intense eyes of his.
He had turned me to face him, so not to look at Ryuuichi, who had fueled my erotic fantasy until Yuki had come into the room. Yuki's words were only causing more friction in already painfully hard areas, and I wanted to take our intimacy to the next level just for him.
He sighed as he slumped down on the couch, unbuttoning his shirt and pants to make himself more comfortable. He watched me as I undressed down to my pajama shorts, curving my body against his.
I imitated what he had done the last time to me, gasping when he would gasp when I swiped my tongue across his nipples. I kissed his stomach and hips and moved his pants material aside so I could touch him. It was obvious that he had not expected that, and I in turn had not expected the sheer perfection of him.
At that moment I wanted to worship at his altar, to drive him insane with whatever pleasure I could give him. I decided to dip my head below his waist and sweep my tongue up the length of him.
"Shuichi...yeah, that's the way." he choked out, encouraging me.
I began to imitate what he had done to me, carressing the heavy weight between his legs as I ran my tongue across the top of him slowly, making him gasp unexpectantly when I took him into my mouth. I took in as much of him as I could, considering his much larger size.
His moans got harsher and a little louder by the moment and in an instant, he sat up halfway, tearing off his pants and my shorts. Guiding me with his hands on my hips, he pulled me down into a fierce, demanding kiss as he positioned me on top of him, needing me too badly to go slow.
I let out a very loud groan as he penetrated me, my moans of pleasure echoing off the living room walls as he thrust hard inside of me. To prove to him that I could keep up, I rearranged my hips to change our angle and to allow me to take control.
I moaned as I moved my hips onto him, causing the most delicious friction I'd ever felt. He and I were both becoming very loud as we came to the peak of our satisfaction, and I no longer ached as his back arched off the couch towards me in completion. He chuckled and forced me onto my back, pining my body to the couch.
Tears came to my eyes and I cried out his name as I felt the hot, wet suction of his mouth wrap around my arousal, making me scream from my own completion. I panted in his arms afterwards, trying to catch my breath. He smiled and grabbed my backside, teasing me with his fingers. I sighed and allowed him to do so, just as eager for a second round as he was, unwilling to go anywhere but right there with him...
After spending some quality time with my best friend Hiro early the next morning, reassuring the others that I would have no more issues with our new keyboardist and that I would show up for an afternoon recording session, I went to my parents' house and packed a bunch of my things to take over to Yuki's. I didn't intend to fully move in with him just yet, but I at least wanted to have some of my own things there so I wouldn't have to commute so much.
As unsure as I was about the level of mine and Yuki's relationship, I felt somehow that I could trust him with some of my belongings and that he would be willing to allow me to stay with him. Somehow, even without him saying so, I really felt as though he really cared about me and wanted to be with me.
There was no doubt in my mind about that until I saw his astonshed face when I showed up with baggage in tow. He seemed very upset and confused by my desire to stay with him, and this in turn confused me, considering what we had shared together and the fact that he had such a large apartment. It wa sonly after tears threatened to fall from my eyes that he thought about it and told me he would give me a chance.
Overjoyed, I threw myself into his embrace, launching us both down onto the floor. He chuckled softly and shook his head, sitting up to face me, his eyes meeting mine.
"You really are something else." he told me.
He took my breath away in that instant with a gentle, heartfelt kiss, leaving me with a happy memory to take with me to the recording studio.
As if yesterday hadn't been a day enough for me, the next day proved to be even worse. After finding out in a meeting with Touma, Sakano and Hiro that this new recruit Fujisaki was Touma's nephew, the young teen asked me to listen to a new arrangement that he and Hiro had made of my song.
After Hiro's kindness the night before, it was hard to be angry at him for standing alongside his feelow musician, the two of them creating an instant buzz throughout the building with his creation.
Even though I would never admit it to him, his rendition of Bad Luck's signature song was not half bad. The dark haired teen was a keyboardist just like his uncle, and had stayed true to our sound and style. It was as if he had been with us all along. Despite that, it still upset me to hear the song Hiro and I poured our souls into played by someone who was pratically a stranger.
'I realize you think I'm the most terrible enemy to your group, but really Shuichi, Bad Luck has to be my all time most favorite band! I've been following you since you started, even used my connection with my uncle to get into clubs to see you. What did you think of your song? I hope I was able to honor the purity of your wonderful group with my meager talent." Fujisaki said.
He was wrong. He was no meager talent. Hiro had filled me in on him this morning, about him studying music for more than ten years and dedicating his craft to emulate the most progressive rock bands his eager ears could hear.
Fujisaki was just as obsessive about his work as I was, and I wanted so badly to love this new version of our song as he did. It was my pride and dignity that kept me from doing so. It was a matter of principle. I walked away from them both without a word.
"Don't worry about it, Fujisaki. This is just Shuichi's way. He'll come around." Hiro told him.
It surprises me how little I knew of what was going on while Hiro and I were trying to make Bad Luck famous.
It wasn't until years after the fact that Hiro told me of the night he had gone to Yuki's house for a visit. I had been out doing my own thing, god knows where, and my best friend had decided to meet my lover out of concern for me.
Hiro knew how much Yuki meant to me and how it seemed that the blonde older man was sometimes cold and distant towards me. That visit...should have been my first clue.
"I know you...You're Hiroshi Nakano, Shuichi's best friend. You're out awfully late for a school night." Yuki told him from the doorway, allowing him to come in.
"I came out here out of concern for Shuichi and our friendship doesn't revolve on the hands of the clock." Hiro said.
"You need not be concerned about he and I. Whatever is going on between the two of us, we'll deal with on our own. You don't have to worry about my being a third wheel. I have no intention of coming between two best friends." Yuki said.
"I just want you to know that Shuichi cares about you very much and he deserves to be with someone who will treat him right. Just know...that if Shuichi ever has a reson to cry other than his own ignorance, you will not hear the end of it from me." Hiro told him sternly.
Yuki smirked. "You're very protective. That's good. That shows that you and Shuichi have a very strong bond. And what about your feelings for Shuichi, Hiroshi? Surely after being such good friends for such a long time, then you must have feelings of your own for him?" Yuki asked.
Hiro narrowed his eyes at him. "My feelings are only my concern. I'm going now, but remember what I have said here tonight." Hiro said.
"Goodnight, Hiroshi." Yuki said.
It seems like a lot of my time lately has been spent in this park, under the moonlit sky, contemplating the troubles that it seems I bring upon myself. As bad as I felt about hurting Fujisaki's feelings, there was no way he could understand how much passion and hard work Hiro and I had put into the formation of Bad Luck. I could not fathom how some teenaged boy, despite his talent, could just insert himself into an already formed band.
"I think you're just getting all upset for nothing." a voice told me.
I turned to face my visitor and was surprised to find that it was Yuki.
"Yuki, what are you doing out here?" I asked him.
"I came because I thought about everything you said yesterday and wanted to give you my opinion about the situation. I have a few years on you and a little bit of knowledge about the industry. I have known my brother-in-law Touma Seguichi since we were children and I trust him not to steer you in the wrong direction. He has a very good ear for musical talent, and this new keyboardist he's selected for you will be a very good addition to your group." Yuki said.
"I didn't realize you had put so much thought into my problems, Yuki." I said.
"I don't really have much of a choice, do I? It's getting late. You can stay with me tonight if you want, as long as you promise to let me get some work down on my novels." he said.
I smiled. "Okay." I said.
"I hope you don't mind. Nittle Grasper is my favorite band, after all." I told Yuki, as I sat down beside him on the couch.
I had been carrying around a new copy of just released Nittle Grasper videos that I had planned to watch with Hiro, but Yuki had been okay with me playing it at a decent sound level. It was my third time watching it, the first two times while Yuki was working in his study.
I had wanted to read what he was writing, but I felt it best not to bother him. I jumped slightly when he slumped down behind me on the couch with a half drank glass of wine in his hands. I could feel his eyes on me as we sat there together, goosebumps rising all over my skin when he lightly grazed his fingers across my arms.
He looked at what I was looking at on the screen, the inage of my idol Ryuuichi in their most popular video, which had been edited to extend an extra few minutes. the very sexy, very toned Ryuuichi was stripping himself of his white mesh tee shirt slowly, revealing his sleek abs and toned chest.
I shivered watching this, as I always did. It was still hard to believe this man had held me in his arms not too long ago. That thought caused a whole new set of goosebumps. I heard Yuki chuckle and set his glass down on the stand beside him.
"It's no wonder I had so much peace and quiet tonight. Ryuuichi Sakuma really does it for you, doesn't he?" he breathed into my ear.
"You sound like you're jealous." I teased.
He chuckled again, his arms moving swiftly around me, one around my waist, the other betwen my legs.
"We're getting feisty, are we? I like that. You should be that way more often. You're so timid with me, Shuichi...it's like you're afraid to make any kind of noises. I don't mind you being loud. I like it when I know you like what I'm doing." Yuki said.
"Yuki..." I whispered, blushing furiously.
He smiled at me. "You know, you are so cute sometimes, I just can't resist you, Shuichi. It makes me want to have my way with you over and over again." he rasped huskily.
I could feel my body heat rising with his words. I could tell the wine had loosened his tongue and that was why he was being so aggressive with me. Yet he had not yet touched me, just stared at me with those intense eyes of his.
He had turned me to face him, so not to look at Ryuuichi, who had fueled my erotic fantasy until Yuki had come into the room. Yuki's words were only causing more friction in already painfully hard areas, and I wanted to take our intimacy to the next level just for him.
He sighed as he slumped down on the couch, unbuttoning his shirt and pants to make himself more comfortable. He watched me as I undressed down to my pajama shorts, curving my body against his.
I imitated what he had done the last time to me, gasping when he would gasp when I swiped my tongue across his nipples. I kissed his stomach and hips and moved his pants material aside so I could touch him. It was obvious that he had not expected that, and I in turn had not expected the sheer perfection of him.
At that moment I wanted to worship at his altar, to drive him insane with whatever pleasure I could give him. I decided to dip my head below his waist and sweep my tongue up the length of him.
"Shuichi...yeah, that's the way." he choked out, encouraging me.
I began to imitate what he had done to me, carressing the heavy weight between his legs as I ran my tongue across the top of him slowly, making him gasp unexpectantly when I took him into my mouth. I took in as much of him as I could, considering his much larger size.
His moans got harsher and a little louder by the moment and in an instant, he sat up halfway, tearing off his pants and my shorts. Guiding me with his hands on my hips, he pulled me down into a fierce, demanding kiss as he positioned me on top of him, needing me too badly to go slow.
I let out a very loud groan as he penetrated me, my moans of pleasure echoing off the living room walls as he thrust hard inside of me. To prove to him that I could keep up, I rearranged my hips to change our angle and to allow me to take control.
I moaned as I moved my hips onto him, causing the most delicious friction I'd ever felt. He and I were both becoming very loud as we came to the peak of our satisfaction, and I no longer ached as his back arched off the couch towards me in completion. He chuckled and forced me onto my back, pining my body to the couch.
Tears came to my eyes and I cried out his name as I felt the hot, wet suction of his mouth wrap around my arousal, making me scream from my own completion. I panted in his arms afterwards, trying to catch my breath. He smiled and grabbed my backside, teasing me with his fingers. I sighed and allowed him to do so, just as eager for a second round as he was, unwilling to go anywhere but right there with him...
After spending some quality time with my best friend Hiro early the next morning, reassuring the others that I would have no more issues with our new keyboardist and that I would show up for an afternoon recording session, I went to my parents' house and packed a bunch of my things to take over to Yuki's. I didn't intend to fully move in with him just yet, but I at least wanted to have some of my own things there so I wouldn't have to commute so much.
As unsure as I was about the level of mine and Yuki's relationship, I felt somehow that I could trust him with some of my belongings and that he would be willing to allow me to stay with him. Somehow, even without him saying so, I really felt as though he really cared about me and wanted to be with me.
There was no doubt in my mind about that until I saw his astonshed face when I showed up with baggage in tow. He seemed very upset and confused by my desire to stay with him, and this in turn confused me, considering what we had shared together and the fact that he had such a large apartment. It wa sonly after tears threatened to fall from my eyes that he thought about it and told me he would give me a chance.
Overjoyed, I threw myself into his embrace, launching us both down onto the floor. He chuckled softly and shook his head, sitting up to face me, his eyes meeting mine.
"You really are something else." he told me.
He took my breath away in that instant with a gentle, heartfelt kiss, leaving me with a happy memory to take with me to the recording studio.