Obsession and Possession

Disclaimer: Nope, still not owning the rights to Gravitation.

Notes: Edited. I've actually added chapters two and three together as well as re-worked the entire thing.

Chapter two

If it were truly possible for a person to die of boredom alone then Nakano Hiroshi, 19-year-old guitarist and (apparently, though he couldn't see it himself) heartthrob, was sure he would've by now. It wasn't that he disliked Ayaka per say, but there was just no... spark between them, no real passion. She was a sweet girl, kind and gentle, but the only reason they were together was because they couldn't have the ones they really wanted. Shallow and selfish, he knew, but very true.

He supposed he should feel bad about, well, not feeling bad (or anything at all for that matter) but he couldn't quite bring himself to do that. Mutual deception was acceptable, if not preferable, but that kind of one-sided, internal deception was to be avoided at all costs, especially since he was doing far too much of it already.

Feigning a smile at the brunette beauty who was smiling ever so sweetly, and fakely, back at him, Hiro picked up his guitar and decided that going to the studio would be good way to relieve his boredom. He might even find Suguru there, and at least the boy would make for some vaguely interesting company. He didn't really hold out any hope that Shuichi would be there though, not when he could go home to his Yuki without feeling like his skull was going to implode from the emptiness of abject boredom.

Of course, there were other ways to stop himself being bored. Entertaining thoughts about a certain dark haired teenage boy who just happened to be related to his best friend's lover was one, though he felt it as much more of a betrayal to Ayaka than pretending to care that he didn't care (and caused a rather... embarrassing reaction too), not to mention that the boy in question was underage.

But did a person's age really matter when you were in love with them? After all, wasn't Ayaka only a year older than the young monk? Not that the fact that she was underage since she didn't believe in sex before marriage, whereas Tatsuha, Hiro had no doubt, would certainly be interested exploring the physical aspect of any relationship they might have.

Wait! Was that the reason he'd developed these… feelings for Tatsuha? Because he was frustrated that he and Ayaka weren't having sex? Well, the boy was certainly worth lusting after, he was completely and utterly gorgeous after all, with his lithe, slender form, mischievous, dark eyes and that aura of confidence and sensuality that always surrounded him. But no, it couldn't be, could it? Surely he wasn't that shallow? And hadn't he thought the word 'love' in the same sentence as 'Tatsuha' without freaking out?

Ok, so he'd had a few… dreams about the younger guy, but that didn't mean he was just lusting after him. They weren't all about sex after all. Well, ok, maybe they were, but there was romance there too, most of the time.

No, he couldn't think like that, not now, not with Ayaka sitting opposite him. He decided that the studio was probably the better option here.

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A single golden eye slowly opened as Yuki felt someone move past him and the still sleeping Shuichi. What the hell was someone doing in his be-- wait! He wasn't in his bedroom was he? They, he and Shuichi that is, had fallen asleep on the front room floor after their earlier... activities, hadn't they?

The eye narrowed ominously as he recognised the tall, dark form of his beloved baby brother smirking down at him. "I'm going out for a while aniki," the boy claimed, leering down at the naked, and still peacefully sleeping, Shu.

"Then go," the blond growled as, subconsciously (and much to his brother's amusement), he tightened his arm around the slim waist of his lover who, in turn, snuggled closer into the embrace.

Pushing his luck, whether deliberately or not, Tatsuha bent down closer to the reclining couple and started studying Shuichi intently (he didn't bother with Yuki because, well, they were practically identical so he already knew what he was going to see. And Yuki was his brother for gods sake, even Tatsu wasn't depraved enough to look at him in that way!). "Y'know something?" he drawled lazily, raising a slender eyebrow in his brother's direction, "He really is adorable when he sleeps." But not as much as I bet Hiro is, he tagged on in his mind, unaware of the look his brother was giving him. Suffice to say the it was not a friendly one.

As Tatsu turned to leave, Yuki tightened his grip on Shuichi, so much so in fact that the young singer woke with a startled yelp and a sleepily reproachful, "Yuki?"

"Go back to sleep, baka," Yuki soothed, uncommonly tender, as he stroked the soft, bubblegum-pink hair lovingly. He would never admit to anyone else, but these were the moments he loved best, the peaceful quiet time when it was just him and Shuichi wrapped in each other's arms, and the baka wasn't bothering him with inane chatter or demands for more affection.

"Ok." The reply was muffled as Shuichi buried his head in his love's shoulder and promptly fell back into childlike slumber.

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Maiko had known for some time now that she was attracted to girls as well as guys, though, while it was something she'd never actively tried to hide, very few other people were aware of this fun little fact. Of course, the fact that she'd only ever had boyfriends (there was a vast difference between being attracted to girls and actually dating them, in her mind at least) didn't do much to advertise it. Oh, that and the women she'd been attracted to were usually either straight or seeing someone else.

It wasn't really something that was at the front of her mind though, more something she always had buzzing around at the back. Maybe it was the fact that her relationship with the class president was stagnating that had set her on this train of thought? Either that or the very pretty violet-haired girl who had just kissed her, and in a more than platonic way too. Much more.

"Uhhh… uh…" Oh yeah, real articulate Mai, you're not making a fool of yourself at all!! Maiko berated herself sarcastically as she found all she was able to do was stutter and blush.

"Sorry," the other girl grinned sheepishly, with a faint hint of wickedness in her dark eyes, "I really should introduce myself before I go up and kiss strangers shouldn't I? But what was I gonna say, 'Hi I'm Megumi and I thought you looked really lonely, not to mention cute, sitting here by yourself so I'm gonna kiss you'? Oh, I am Megumi by the way, and you are…?"

It was amazing really, how someone could be so comfortable with themselves that they'd go up and kiss total strangers then stand around talking about it. "Uh… Sh-Shindou Maiko is me. I - I mean my name, it's Shindou Maiko."

"Nice to meet you Maiko," a sender, perfectly manicured hand reached out to take hers. Raising it to full, burgundy-painted lips, Megumi bent down and placed a chaste kiss on the back then grinned, decidedly mischievous this time. "I'm sorry, I know it's the gentleman who does that in the books but you look so cute when you blush that I wanted to see you do it again."

"No, I... it was nice. Do you want to--?"

"Megumi!!!!" Whatever Maiko was going to ask was cut off by the delighted cry of a girl about Maiko's age rushing up and throwing her arms around Megumi's slender frame.

"Hello sweetheart," she leaned down to kiss the newcomer gently, "Shall we go?" The new girl nodded enthusiastically, "It was nice to meet you Shindou Maiko, I hope I managed to cheer you up?" Without waiting for an answer Megumi and her obvious girlfriend drifted off away from the teenaged girl.

Sighing softly, Maiko turned to leave, and ran straight into a vaguely familiar person.

End notes: Well, I got a couple of complaints about the first version of this chapter, that it was too short and such, so I hope it's better this time around.