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Your Worst Nightmare Chapter 03: Leave
Shuichi got in the studio, looking around the room. He saw Suguru working out a small tune on his keyboards, and Hiro talking with K. "Good morning!" He loudly and happily said to announce his arrival. The three put their eyes on him.
"Hey, Shuichi," Hiro greeted.
"Good morning," K said to Shu in English. And Suguru just gave Shu a small nod of the head.
Hiroshi looked at the smile he friend had. He couldn't help but think that something was wrong. It didn't seem right. It wasn't the same smile that the guitarist was used to. "How are you, Shu?" He asked.
"I'm great, thanks for asking!" The vocalist said with a little too much enthusiasm. Now Hiro knew that something was wrong. He decided to talk to him about it during lunch.
K then clapped his hands together and said, "Great, now lets get to work."
When the time came for an hour lunch break, Shu and Hiro had chosen to walk to a small diner that was a few blocks away.
When they arrived and were seated, Hiro quietly asked, "Shuichi, what's wrong?"
Shuichi frowned. His friend had sounded so serious that Shu knew that he couldn't lie his way out. Shu could tell by the tone of Hiro's voice that he truly could tell that something was bothering him. "I-it's not too important... I just have been having nightmares lately."
"Too lazy to go back home to mommy and crawl into bed with her?" Hiro teased.
"Hiro! It's not funny! I'm being serious here!" Shu hollered, pounding his fist on the table. Hiro frowned. Maybe it was serious...
"Shuichi, I'm sorry, I'm only joking around. So tell me, what's going on in your nightmares?"
"Well, they aren't always considered nightmares. But, in the dreams, my family, loved ones, and friends, they end up getting hurt in some way, and Eiri's nice to me, and bad things just seem to happen. Like, just last night, you were shot and killed." Shuichi paused, catching his breath. "And, it all seems so real. Not in the way that dreams seem read all the time, but in these dreams, its like I'm just really there... I feel things, smell, taste, hurt. It's creeping me out, Hiro... I ju-" But he couldn't finish his sentence, for now hot tears were draining from his eyes.
Hiro was frowning. He could see so much of Shu's sadness dwelling within his eyes. He didn't know what to say though. How could he possibly help Shuichi out with a problem that involves dreams? "I have to be honest Shuichi... I don't know what to say. I don't know how I can help you with this," he forlornly said.
"I-it's okay," Shu replied after sniffling a few times.
"But, maybe you can find some kind of psychiatrist or something like that... Maybe they could help you," Hiro suggested.
Shuichi solemnly nodded his head.
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Shuichi opened the door to the apartment. He didn't bother calling out that he was home. He heard Eiri on the phone in the kitchen, so he made his destination the kitchen.
"Yes, talk to you then," Eiri said before hanging the phone up. He looked over at Shuichi and said, "I find it amazing that you could come home so quietly. I didn't hear you at the door."
Shuichi glared. "Well, even a person like me can be quiet and have bad days, Eiri Yuki," He said, spitting his lover's name out as though it were acid stinging his tongue. Shuichi was giving Eiri a distasteful look, as he walked to the 'fridge and grabbed one of Eiri's beers.
"Oh no you don't!" Eiri said, quickly snatching the beer from Shuichi's loose grip. "You're no-"
"Eiri! Don't be such an ass hole! Why cant you ever just crack and be nice to me for a change?" Shuichi asked. The boy's position had now change. He stood there, his weight shifted to his left foot, his right knee bent. He then had his hand rested on his right hip.
Eiri said nothing.
"Jesus Christ, Eiri!" Shuichi yelled, rubbing his temple.
"What did -I- do?!" Eiri demanded.
Shuichi went quiet. What -did- Eiri do? In all truth, nothing. So why was he yelling at him? Truth be told, not even Shuichi knew why he was yelling at his lover. He just wanted to be angry, he couldn't control it. So he replied with, "So many damn things! Jesus, Eiri! Don't you even stop and realize that you do a lot of things that -hurt- me!?"
Eiri kept his serious, uncaring, uninterested stare. "I don't have the time for this, I need to get to my book," he said, opening the beer, taking a swig and turned to walk off.
"Stop doing that!" Shu hollered. "Don't just walk away from me, Eiri! Maybe for once you could actually -talk- to me! But nooo, you just walk off and hide yourself in your fucking study! You call yourself a man? Man my ass! You're a coward who hides! You are no man!"
Eiri paused in his foot steps. "You stop right there. Who are you to say I'm not a man? And if you're so fucking sick and tired of the way I am, why don't you just leave until you can fucking appreciate what I do for you?"
"I have no problems with that. I don't see how I could appreciate what you do for me, when all you do for me is make me feel like shit," Shuichi said, tears building in his eyes. He didn't know why he was so mad at Eiri, and he didn't know what was making him do all of this.
"Then leave." And with that, Eiri walked off to his study.
Those two words were echoing in Shuichi's mind. 'Then leave.' He cringed. Eiri had said it without a care that Shu would leave. Why was that? 'He wants me to leave? Fine, I'll leave. And when I come back, he realize that he doesn't want me away from him. Maybe that will show him that he loves me, and that he should care.'
But Eiri did care. Even though the author didn't really like admitting it, he cared about Shuichi so very much. He himself didn't like how he told Shuichi to leave. In truth, he didn't want him to leave. Why had he told him to? "Sh-" He stopped himself. He was about to call out the name of his lover, but he heard the front slam shut.
'Fuck,' both Shuichi and Eiri thought.
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Sorry for the wait... I just kinda disappeared out of town for a while, but I'm back now. And also, sorry that this chapter is really short ==;;;; buuuuuuut, next chapter will be much longer to make up for it, promise!
Thanks!
-Reiven a.k.a Ryoko
Your Worst Nightmare Chapter 03: Leave
Shuichi got in the studio, looking around the room. He saw Suguru working out a small tune on his keyboards, and Hiro talking with K. "Good morning!" He loudly and happily said to announce his arrival. The three put their eyes on him.
"Hey, Shuichi," Hiro greeted.
"Good morning," K said to Shu in English. And Suguru just gave Shu a small nod of the head.
Hiroshi looked at the smile he friend had. He couldn't help but think that something was wrong. It didn't seem right. It wasn't the same smile that the guitarist was used to. "How are you, Shu?" He asked.
"I'm great, thanks for asking!" The vocalist said with a little too much enthusiasm. Now Hiro knew that something was wrong. He decided to talk to him about it during lunch.
K then clapped his hands together and said, "Great, now lets get to work."
When the time came for an hour lunch break, Shu and Hiro had chosen to walk to a small diner that was a few blocks away.
When they arrived and were seated, Hiro quietly asked, "Shuichi, what's wrong?"
Shuichi frowned. His friend had sounded so serious that Shu knew that he couldn't lie his way out. Shu could tell by the tone of Hiro's voice that he truly could tell that something was bothering him. "I-it's not too important... I just have been having nightmares lately."
"Too lazy to go back home to mommy and crawl into bed with her?" Hiro teased.
"Hiro! It's not funny! I'm being serious here!" Shu hollered, pounding his fist on the table. Hiro frowned. Maybe it was serious...
"Shuichi, I'm sorry, I'm only joking around. So tell me, what's going on in your nightmares?"
"Well, they aren't always considered nightmares. But, in the dreams, my family, loved ones, and friends, they end up getting hurt in some way, and Eiri's nice to me, and bad things just seem to happen. Like, just last night, you were shot and killed." Shuichi paused, catching his breath. "And, it all seems so real. Not in the way that dreams seem read all the time, but in these dreams, its like I'm just really there... I feel things, smell, taste, hurt. It's creeping me out, Hiro... I ju-" But he couldn't finish his sentence, for now hot tears were draining from his eyes.
Hiro was frowning. He could see so much of Shu's sadness dwelling within his eyes. He didn't know what to say though. How could he possibly help Shuichi out with a problem that involves dreams? "I have to be honest Shuichi... I don't know what to say. I don't know how I can help you with this," he forlornly said.
"I-it's okay," Shu replied after sniffling a few times.
"But, maybe you can find some kind of psychiatrist or something like that... Maybe they could help you," Hiro suggested.
Shuichi solemnly nodded his head.
-
Shuichi opened the door to the apartment. He didn't bother calling out that he was home. He heard Eiri on the phone in the kitchen, so he made his destination the kitchen.
"Yes, talk to you then," Eiri said before hanging the phone up. He looked over at Shuichi and said, "I find it amazing that you could come home so quietly. I didn't hear you at the door."
Shuichi glared. "Well, even a person like me can be quiet and have bad days, Eiri Yuki," He said, spitting his lover's name out as though it were acid stinging his tongue. Shuichi was giving Eiri a distasteful look, as he walked to the 'fridge and grabbed one of Eiri's beers.
"Oh no you don't!" Eiri said, quickly snatching the beer from Shuichi's loose grip. "You're no-"
"Eiri! Don't be such an ass hole! Why cant you ever just crack and be nice to me for a change?" Shuichi asked. The boy's position had now change. He stood there, his weight shifted to his left foot, his right knee bent. He then had his hand rested on his right hip.
Eiri said nothing.
"Jesus Christ, Eiri!" Shuichi yelled, rubbing his temple.
"What did -I- do?!" Eiri demanded.
Shuichi went quiet. What -did- Eiri do? In all truth, nothing. So why was he yelling at him? Truth be told, not even Shuichi knew why he was yelling at his lover. He just wanted to be angry, he couldn't control it. So he replied with, "So many damn things! Jesus, Eiri! Don't you even stop and realize that you do a lot of things that -hurt- me!?"
Eiri kept his serious, uncaring, uninterested stare. "I don't have the time for this, I need to get to my book," he said, opening the beer, taking a swig and turned to walk off.
"Stop doing that!" Shu hollered. "Don't just walk away from me, Eiri! Maybe for once you could actually -talk- to me! But nooo, you just walk off and hide yourself in your fucking study! You call yourself a man? Man my ass! You're a coward who hides! You are no man!"
Eiri paused in his foot steps. "You stop right there. Who are you to say I'm not a man? And if you're so fucking sick and tired of the way I am, why don't you just leave until you can fucking appreciate what I do for you?"
"I have no problems with that. I don't see how I could appreciate what you do for me, when all you do for me is make me feel like shit," Shuichi said, tears building in his eyes. He didn't know why he was so mad at Eiri, and he didn't know what was making him do all of this.
"Then leave." And with that, Eiri walked off to his study.
Those two words were echoing in Shuichi's mind. 'Then leave.' He cringed. Eiri had said it without a care that Shu would leave. Why was that? 'He wants me to leave? Fine, I'll leave. And when I come back, he realize that he doesn't want me away from him. Maybe that will show him that he loves me, and that he should care.'
But Eiri did care. Even though the author didn't really like admitting it, he cared about Shuichi so very much. He himself didn't like how he told Shuichi to leave. In truth, he didn't want him to leave. Why had he told him to? "Sh-" He stopped himself. He was about to call out the name of his lover, but he heard the front slam shut.
'Fuck,' both Shuichi and Eiri thought.
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Sorry for the wait... I just kinda disappeared out of town for a while, but I'm back now. And also, sorry that this chapter is really short ==;;;; buuuuuuut, next chapter will be much longer to make up for it, promise!
Thanks!
-Reiven a.k.a Ryoko