"Wow..." Shuuichi walking through the house beside the temple. His eyes were wide as he looked at everything around him. "This place is AMAZING!" Shuuichi then stopped as he came across a room with the door partially slid open. Curious, Shuuichi placed his hand on the door and slowly slid it open, all along looking cautiously around him. His mouth then dropped open as he saw the room. The entire walls were covered completely with pictures of Sakuma Ryuuichi. There was no space left on the walls left that showed the true color of it. "Ryu-- Ryuuichi?!"

"How do you like my room, little Shuu-chan?" Came a voice from behind Shuuichi. Shuuichi gasped lightly and spun around to face Tatsuha.

"Ta-- Tatsuha-kun!" Tatsuha smiled and put an arm around Shuuichi's shoulders.

"Like my shrine to my Ryuuichi?" He smirked. "It's beautiful. But my dad does not understand..." He sighed heavily. Shuuichi felt a little sorry for Tatsuha, but he slipped away from him and continued to wander down the hallway.

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"What are you doing here, Eiri?" His father asked.

"I came here to tell you something." Yuki replied.

"What? That you have decided to marry and bare children?"

"Iiya." Yuki sighed.

"Have you finally given up this rebellious attitude and decide to become a monk?" Yuki opened his eyes and his eyes momentarily flashed as he looked at his father.

"Iiya. I told you once, father, I have no intention of ever joining this temple. I never will."

"Then what did you come here for?" His father demanded.

"I came to tell you the truth."

"The truth about what?"

"The truth that will make you get off my back forever."

"What truth is that?" His father was getting very preturbed.

Yuki once again opened his eyes and looked at his father. His look was icy, but he said what he was there to coldly. "I'm gay." He said. His father freaked.

Shuuichi was wandering through the hallways once again and passed the room in which Yuki and his father were talking. He could hear Yuki's father screaming from inside the room. "Damned idiot!" The man yelled. "You are not gay! You are an abomination! Homosexuality is a crime against god! And you are telling me that you have actually had sex with that boy you brought with you?!" Shuuichi heard some large crashing noises from inside the room and then heard a slapping against skin. Shuuichi was extremely worried that his lover had just been slapped and hurt. Hurriedly and without thinking, he opened the door. He saw Yuki against the wall. His hand was on his jaw and his eyes were flashing as he was looking at his father. His lower lip was bleeding. His father was literally shaking with rage as he looked at his son and screamed. Shuuichi acted purely on emotion and not on sense when he ran into the room.

"Yuki!" He cried. Shuuichi's voice effected the cold and hatred anger between the two of them. Yuki was snapped out of his anger at his father when he heard Shuuichi's voice. His angry demeanor vanished almost instantly and his eyes opened wide in horror.

"Shuu-- Shuuichi..."

Yuki's father froze but did not have the same reaction that Yuki did. If anything, his reaction was a lot nastier. Narrowing his eyes even more so they were little more than slits, he advanced on Yuki and Shuuichi. Shuuichi had thrown his arms around his lover and looked at him, concerned. "Are you okay?" He asked, fully concerned. Yuki looked somewhat relieved to see Shuuichi and he smiled at him.

"Hai. I'm fine." Shuuichi raised his hand to Yuki's lip and gently wiped away the blood. Yuki raised his hand as well and placed his hand on top of Shuuichi's. But their love shoujo-bubbleness was short spent when Yuki's father intervened.

"BASTARD!!!" He yelled. He went up to Shuuichi and roughly pushed him aside. Shuuichi was thrown against the wall.

"Shuuichi!" Yuki cried, getting angry once again and glaring icily at his father.

"You stay the hell away from my son, you pervert!"

"Stop it!" Yuki screamed. He had not intended to hurt his father, but the more that the old man hurt Shuuichi by physical harm or by yelling at him, Yuki's patience wore thinner. His father was too angered to listen. He advanced on Shuuichi, who was still against the wall. To say he was angry was an understatement. The man was pissed. He had never felt such raw fury in his life.

"You little pervert," His father said angrily to him. "If you EVER go near my son again, I will KILL you. Do you understand that?!"

"H-- hai..." Shuuichi said weakly. He was cowering against the wall, trying as hard as he could to get away from Yuki's father but the effort was fruitless. All Shuuichi wanted to do was put himself in a fetal position and cry. This was obvious to Yuki and the writer was completely taken over by rage and worry for his lover.

Yuki's father raised his arm and slammed his fist into the wall, barely inches from Shuuichi's face. Shuuichi was shaken. Through gritted teeth and narrowed eyes, his father said again, "I swear that I will kill you. I want you to have nothing to do with my son. He is not gay and I do not know what twisted, sick, and disgraceful things you have made him think or feel, or seduced him into doing, he will NEVER be like you! He is my son! HE IS NOT GAY!"

"FATHER, STOP IT!" Yuki screamed at him. The energy in his voice finally seemed to have some effect on the old man and he stopped harassing and threatening Shuuichi for a moment to turn to his eldest son. A smirk played on his face.

"You seem to care a lot about what happens to this boy." He smirked, a malicious and even sadistic sparkle in his eyes as he watched his son. "But I will teach you a lesson, Eiri. This is the consequence you shall get if you ever come near this boy again." Turning back to Shuuichi, his father reached out his hand and cupped it around Shuuichi's throat, choking the Bad Luck singer. Shuuichi gasped and his pupils dialated as the man squeezed his throat. Yuki's pupils also grew smaller in horror and shock as he saw what was happening before his very eyes. Thinking quickly, he knew he had to do something to save Shuuichi. But what!?

"STOP IT!" Yuki screamed.

The man smirked again. "The more you plead, the more this boy suffers." Shuuichi was trying to pull the monks arm away from his throat but was ultimately unsuccessful. His face started to turn pale as he was slowly suffocating and losing conciousness.

"Yu..... ki....." He muttered.

"Heh," Smirked the old fiend. "He does not even call you by your real name."

"STOP!"

"He will have to suffer." It was clear that the man then squeezed harder on Shuuichi's throat, still causing him to breathe less. Tears spilled from Yuki's eyes in hopelessness, worry, frustration and even anger.

"YOU BASTARD, KNOCK IT OFF!" Yuki yelled. He then charged at his father and ran into him, causing the man to lose his balance and fall to the floor, also losing his grip on Shuuichi's throat. Shuuichi's barely concious body then slumped to the floor of the room. Yuki walked up to his father, literally shaking with rage. The monk looked up at his son. "Don't hurt him! Stop ruining my life! I came here because I wanted to be honest with you! I wanted you to know who I really was!"

The monk coughed before raising to his feet and glaring at his son. "Then you shouldn't have come." Was all he said. Yuki froze. The man then turned and made way to leave the room. Before he shut the door behind him, he said to Yuki, without even looking over his shoulder at him, "You are no longer my son, Eiri." The door then slid shut. Yuki, in an even bigger state of horror and shock, then sunk to his knees on the floor of the room. He was shaking and his pupils were extremely small. Sweat drops had formed on his face as he sat on the floor on his hands and knees.

Shuuichi had slightly recovered from the attack on him and he had heard what was said between Yuki's father and Yuki right before Yuki's father shut the door. Shuuichi's eyes opened wide. "Yu...ki..." He said so quietly that Yuki did not hear it. Shuuichi could not believe what had just happened. And he could not help but feel that it was all his fault.

TBC.

I stopped most of the Japanese. Are you all happy now? And one reviewer ((do not remember....)) said I made Yuki's father seem too nice. Well, he's not anymore, is he? He's a right bastard. Is everyone satifised now?

Gomen ne. I do not mean to sound so bitchy.

--SKS