AngelicHana: Ohayo! Sorry for taking so long to finish this chapter. Too much test. I probably won't have time to finish the next chapter until I finish taking the finals and regents. Bummer. *sighs* So tiring... Oh, well.. I hope you like this chapter. The pace might be a bit too fast. Gomen. My mind was in a slump... Gomen!!!!

Also thanks to my new editor, Ichi-chan, The grammer of this chapter has improved. Arigatou Ichi-chan!

Give Me A Reason by AngelicHana

To Be Forgiven

Yuki sighed in frustration as he stared blankly at the screen. He had been in a slump ever since that day. Shuichi somehow managed to avoid him, not that he was looking for Shuichi himself. The house seemed too silent ever since Shuichi stopped making a racket. And it was killing him. He missed the sound of Shuichi's voice that was constantly on. Yuki glanced at the stool next to him. He missed Shuichi's presence, especially when Shuichi sat next to him when he typed. Yuki sighed again. He had also run out of cigarettes.

Yuki decided to go out and buy a pack of cigarettes. He doubted that Shuichi would notice he was gone. Yuki got up and walked to the door. On the way he grabed his coat and put it on. Putting on his shoes, he silently sliped out of the apartment.

At that exact moment, Shuichi woke up from the bathroom ceiling. He felt the absence of Yuki's ki. Franticly, after reaching the ground and hiding his wings, he searched all the rooms.

"Yuki... Yuki...? Yuki! Yuki!" Shuichi called out.

Hearing no response and seeing no one, Shuichi slumped onto the couch in confusion.

Where is he? He always tells me if he is going out, or at least leaves a note.

Shuichi's eyes widened in panic.

What if he left me because he is sick of me and hates me for what happened that day? I have to find him!

Hurriedly, Shuichi rushed out of the apartment into the night.

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Shuichi looked around him, nervous from walking in unfamiliar territory, especially since he felt hostility in that certain area.

"Ugh." grunted a voice.

Shuichi winced as he fell down on his butt from bumping into someone. Shuichi stared up at the angered face of the man he bumped into nervously. He was even more nervous at the sight of the small group of people behind the man.

"You idiot! Watch where you are going!"

Shuichi flinched.

"Gomen nasai. I didn't mean to..."

"Urusai! Who cares about your apologies. What would have happened if you injured me!"

"Aizawa, just leave it," said one of his companion.

"No! Not only is he making me late for my gig, he dirtied my shirt!"

Aizawa smirked.

"I think the brat should be taught a lesson. Guys, you know what to do. Have fun."

Shuichi back up in fear as the group approached him. Shuichi scrambled to escape. Seeing this, one of the guys punched Shuichi in the stomach. Before he fell down, two other guys held on to Shuichi by the arm and pinned him to the wall. The first guy smirked and put his hand down Shuichi's pants. Shuichi's eyes widened in fear and started to struggle and scream. The abuser slapped Shuichi, hard.

"Shut up brat. Just enjoy this."

Shuichi sobbed as the abuser continued.

"Ugh..."

Shuichi stare in shock as his three abusers fell down, unconscious. With his 'supporters' gone, he felt himself fall to the ground. Shuichi shut his eyes, bracing himself for impact. The impact never came. Instead he felt himself being lifted up. Shuichi opened his eyes and stared straight into amber ones.

"Yuki..." Shuichi whispered before fainting.

Yuki felt a painful tug in his heart as he took in the state Shuichi was in. Rage coursed through his blood as he thought of who could do something this cruel to someone as innocent as Shuichi. Yuki glared coldly at what he assumed was the leader (and the only one conscious), eyes ablaze. Aizawa shrank back at the deadly glare.

"Your eyes, it looks like you killed someone before." Aiwaze whispered in fear.

Yuki smirked evilly.

"Maybe I did. And if you ever show your face in front of me or him you will be my next victim."

Yuki kicked Aizawa in the guts before heading home with Shuichi in his arms. (AH: I always hated Aizawa ever since I laid eyes on him.)

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Shuichi woke up with the wonderful sensation of silk that engulfed him. He snuggled deeper into the comfort before realizing that this was not his 'bed' and that he was naked. Shuichi bolted up and looked around franticly, clutching the silk blanket close to him.

"So you finally woke up. Took long enough."

"Yuki?"

Shuichi stared at the disheveled form standing in the doorway. Yuki grunted before walking over to Shuichi and sat on the bed. Gently yet firmly, Yuki pulled down the blanket that Shuichi was still holding on to tightly. Intently, Yuki examined Shuichi's body.

"It seems like your wounds are healed."

"Aa... um... Yuki, arigatou for saving me..."

"What were you doing, going out at night! Don't you know how dangerous it is!"

Shuichi stared at Yuki with widening eyes as he took in Yuki's furious tone and face.

"I was looking for you..."

Yuki looked at Shuichi with incredulous eyes.

"Looking for me? Why?"

Shuichi sniffed as he try hard to fight back his tears.

"I thought you left me. You didn't leave any notes."

Yuki's eyes softened.

"Baka. You should have called my cell phone. You could have gotten hurt."

"But I can heal quickly."

Yuki gave Shuichi a look of frustration and disbelief.

"Baka! Some things cannot be healed! What if those bastards actually raped you! I know what it is like to be almost raped!" (AH: In this fanfic Yuki didn't get raped, just molested.)

Shuichi stared in shock as tears fall down Yuki's face. Realization dawned on him and he smiled gently in understanding. Reaching out, Shuichi brought Yuki's head to his lap (which is still covered!) and stroked his hair.

"But I didn't get raped. Neither did you. Even if I did I can still go on with my life and put the past behind me. The important thing is the future. So why can't you just forget it?"

"Even if I can forget that I can't forget..."

Yuki hesitated. Shuichi, sensing this, decided to continue for him.

"Can't forget the betrayal of your sensei and the life you have taken."

Yuki stiffened then relaxed again.

"I almost forgot you knew. How can I forgive myself for what I have done? Blood is forever in my hand and the hurt will always be there."

"You should forgive yourself because it was not your fault. You have to defend yourself and that is normal. It was not you fault that your sensei betrayed you. Kitazawa's heart was evil to begin with. If you didn't do what you did then more innocent people would have gotten hurt. Everyone understand that. I understand that. Why can you understand?"

"Still, the blood, the pain..."

"The blood is evil. It can be washed of with forgiveness. The pain can never be erased but can be faded by another emotion. Can't you release your burden? Can't you forgive yourself?"

Yuki let the wise words sink in. He felt the truth in those words. He wanted to forget. He want to be happy, happy with the person he loves...happy with Shuichi. Decision made, his heart felt lighter. Relief washed over him. Yuki smiled a shaky but genuine smile.

"I... I forgive myself. I want to be happy."

Shuichi just smiled and continue to stroke Yuki's hair. His action was stopped when Yuki grabbed his hand and lift himself up. Yuki then pushed Shuichi down onto the bed, Yuki going on top of Shuichi. Shuichi's breath quickens as he stared into Yuki's lustful eyes.

"I think it is time to get rid of the sexual tension, ne?"

"Yu..."

Yuki cut him off with a passionate kiss. The rest of the night was filled with moans of pleasure.

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Ne, Ne. How was it. I revised it as I typed it. I hope it is ok. Can wait to finish the fic. I will try to make it good. Ja ne!