After the attack on Shuuichi and the disownership of Yuki, Shuuichi passed out. Yuki was in tears when he brought Shuuichi in his arms to his bedroom. A lot contributed to the tears falling from Yuki's eyes. He was upset about getting the man he loved injured; especially by his own father. And his father was another reason he was upset. Admist the fact that he did hate him for many things and blamed him for killing and hating Japan, he was still upset that his father did not want him. He did feel hurt and neglected by it.

When Shuuichi woke up, Yuki was there by his side. They were both laying on the floor. Yuki had his face in his arms and he was crying silently. Shuuichi was upset to see his lover in tears. He had seen him cry only a few times before, but he was still not used to having him so upset. It frightened Shuuichi. "Yuki? Yuki! Are you alright?!" Shuuichi put a hand on Yuki's shoulder but Yuki pulled away. Shuuichi fought the tears that threatened to spill from his own eyes. "Yuki..." He said quietly.

Yuki brushed the tears off his face and looked over at his lover. He was a little shocked to see that Shuuichi was crying too. And Yuki was never before surprised to see Shuuichi cry because, well, Shuuichi ALWAYS cried.

"Nani des ka?" He asked.

"Yu... ki..." Shuuichi said quietly. He looked up at Yuki and met his eyes. "Please don't cry." Yuki could not help but smile a little in the irony of the situation. He rubbed his tears away again and then lifted his hand to Shuuichi's face, brushing away his own tears. He even leaned closer to him and kissed them away.

"I'll be fine." Yuki lied. Even though Shuuichi knew he was lying, he said nothing. He lifted his hand to place it on top of Yuki's and he closed his eyes to savor the touch between the two of them.

"Aishiteru, Yuki." Shuuichi said breathlessly. He had opened his eyes to look at his lover and a small smile played on his lips. That small smile pulled on many of Yuki's heartstrings. Before he knew it, he had pushed Shuuichi to the floor and was on top of him. "Yuki!" Shuuichi was flustered. "We-- we really shouldn't do this!"

"What's the matter?" Yuki asked teasingly, a smile on his lips. "Embarrassed?"

"What if someone hears us?!"

"Then we'll have to keep quiet, won't we?" Yuki smiled. It was clear that his sadness for the moment was gone and was replaced only by Yuki's lustful and horny desires to have sex with Shuuichi. Normally Shuuichi would not have minded, but...

"Demo..." Shuuichi tried to object again as Yuki started removing his shirt. He struggled with Yuki to keep it on. "Demo, Yuki!" When Yuki would not listen to his protests, Shuuichi then cried out, "Matsu!" Yuki placed his hand momentarily on Shuuichi's mouth.

"Shh..." He whispered. "I know you want to do this."

"Well... yeah..." Shuuichi said, getting flustered and feeling blood rush to his face. He then caught himself. "But we can't!"

"Why not?"

"Because we're at your parents house!" Shuuichi hissed. "And anyone could just walk in!"

"I locked the door." Yuki said as he leaned down closer to Shuuichi with his seductive grin on his face.

"Demo..."

"Urusai." Yuki said lazily as he stuck out his tongue and made contact with Shuuichi's ear lobe. Shuuichi melted like jelly into Yuki's hands. His face was hot and bright red. Although there was still a light tug in his mind that told him he should not allow Yuki to do it to him... it felt SO good...

"Okay." Shuuichi finally gave in.

"Heh," Yuki smirked, very smug and pleased with himself. "You finally succumbed to my masterful technique."

"Yea..." Shuuichi said lazily. He caught himself yet again. "Wait! Nani!?"

Yuki merely laughed and kissed Shuuichi's forehead lightly. "I'm joking." Leaning closer to him, he kissed Shuuichi passionately. "But that's what I love about you." Yuki said, breaking away briefly from the kiss. His lips then connected with Shuuichi's again and their tongues brushed against one another. As this happened, Shuuichi slowly moved his arms around Yuki's neck and pulled him closer to himself. He wanted Yuki to be happy. Conjuring up the memory of Yuki in tears, he felt his heart break slightly. He never wanted to see Yuki in that situation ever again.

Yuki pushed Shuuichi to the floor and then removed his pants. Kissing from his torso, all the way down his chest, Shuuichi excelled in his enjoyment. When the time actually came to do it, Shuuichi still had butterflies of nervousness in his stomach about getting caught. But he saw the look of love and happiness on Yuki's face and all seemed to feel right. Shuuichi let Yuki do to him what he pleased; if only to make Yuki happy.

After everything was done and finished, they both laid down to sleep. Shuuichi awoke before Yuki did and he looked over at him. Yuki looked so peaceful in his sleep. It was like nothing that day had ever happened. Shuuichi then got up and, quietly to not awaken Yuki, moved across the room to some clean clothes. He changed in that very room. The daylight was fading as it grew later. Shuuichi checked the clock and realized it was nearly 8 o'clock. He was a bit shocked, thus revealed by the shocked expression on his face. Checking his watch, he confirmed that it was after eight. Where had the day gone? How long had he and Yuki been asleep?

After Shuuichi changed, he went back over to his lover and laid down beside him. Placing his head gently on his chest, he closed his eyes and smiled. "This is what nirvana feels like." He said quietly. But then something happened that made it not like nirvana at all; Yuki started mumbling in his sleep.

"Stop...." He muttered. "Stop hurting Shuuichi..." Shuuichi felt his heart jolt as he heard his name whispered from his lovers lips. Hastily, he looked up at him.

"Yuki...?"

"Stop it...!"

"Yuki!" Shuuichi spoke quietly. He placed his hand on Yuki's chest and gently shook him, but Yuki did not awake, nor did he snap out of it. "Yuki!"

"Don't go near him. Get away, you bastard..."

"Yuki!" Shuuichi was desperate, trying to get him to stop.

"What?" Yuki finally said. His voice sounded heartbroken. "Demo... father! Why do you hate me? I only wanted you... to know who I really was..." To Shuuichi's shock and even blatant horror, he saw tears once again fall from Yuki's eyes. "Just because I love Shuuichi... you hate me...?" Shuuichi froze. It suddenly hit him and he was shocked and horrified. It was his fault... It was all his fault that Yuki was disowned by his father. It was all his fault that Yuki was in so much pain. It was all HIS fault!

"Iiya!" Shuuichi finally cried, jumping away from Yuki. Tears fell from his eyes again as he shook and looked at his lover crying. "Iiya..." He sobbed. He did not want to believe it, but he knew it was the truth. He was the cause of all Yuki's suffering. He made Yuki cry and not get recognised as his fathers son anymore. It was all. His. Fault.

Slumping to the floor, he tried to contain his sobs as he shook. "I... I can't hurt you anymore, Yuki. Everything is my fault. I shouldn't be around you. I cause you too much pain." He looked up at Yuki still sleeping. His memory of the day had surpassed and he was not crying anymore. His tears only resembled the heartbreak of moments before, but to Shuuichi the scars still remained.

Shuuichi slowly rose after he controlled himself a little. He walked over to his backpack, removed a notebook and a pen and wrote a short note to Yuki. While he was doing so, the tears came back and splashed onto the paper as they fell. After he was finished, he rubbed away the tears several times but was unsuccessful of ridding himself of them permanantly. He placed the notebook next to Yuki in plain sight where he could see his note. Then, going back to the place where his backpack was he picked it up and made to leave the room. But something stopped him. Turning back, he looked at Yuki. He could not ignore the way his heart was breaking and smashing within his chest. But Shuuichi knew what he was doing was for the best. Even if it hurt him, he knew Yuki could be happier without him around. He'd always said so before. But Shuuichi could not help but want one last thing from Yuki. Walking quietly over to him, he leaned down and kissed him deeply but only for a moment. He brushed away Yuki's drying tears as his own splashed against his lovers perfect face. Without another word, Shuuichi then got up and left the room. He never looked back for, if he did, he would not leave Yuki. But he had to.

Thus, Shuuichi then left the home for good, never to return into Yuki's life again.

TBC.

I'm sorry it had to happen this way. And I'm also sorry that it moved kinda fast. Forgive me? Anyway, the story continues, so please keep reading! Arigatou! --SKS