Our Angel

By: LateSleeper

Disclaimer: I don't own anything…

Note: sorry but this is only a two chapter story…sorry to all those who would want a longer one. Unbeta-read (anyone wants to beta-read this? Anyone?? Please?)

BEWARE: This is not a happy ending…but don't worry it wouldn't make you cry.

Thanks for all the correction and reviews…and please read and review.

na no da – Yuki's alter ego

A handsome blond-haired writer is sitting uneasily on the airplane's chair. He's coming back to Japan after almost three months of being away. He went to the States to seek his past. He did find it and tried to straighten it but he felt that even if his past could end in a happy ending there is something missing…his future.

The future with the name of Shuichi.

He thought his past would complete him…but he was an idiot to think that only a half of one's life could fill a person. He was still empty and the thing that would complete him is back where he left and now he's coming back home to get it…more specifically to get him. Him…his future.

'Shuichi…I'm coming home." Yuki looked at the small window of the airplane on his side and daydream about his Shuichi as the airplane his on landed smoothly on the ground.

"Excuse me?" A small voice called out to him. He stopped abruptly on his track. 'That voice. It seems so familiar.' He turned around and found a smiling pink-haired boy wearing a plain white shirt under a blue and red colored jacket matching it with baggy pants. Plain as it is, the boy still looked damned sexy with it.

Yuki froze on the spot. He never thought that he would see his beloved Shuichi again. He gave up all hope of finding him after realizing that his koi no longer live in their apartment. He did search for his love, damned he even tried contacting his Shuichi's best friend but it seems like they won't be telling him anything…even Tohma wouldn't helped.

He stared at Shuichi searchingly. He still couldn't believe he's here looking at him…few inches apart. A few more step and he could reached him and hug him.

A few minutes had passed before the pink-haired guy broke the silence. "Errmmm sorry…you see I'm lost. Could you please help me?" Shuichi beamed at the handsome stranger who was staring at him oddly.

Yuki's eyes just widen at Shuichi's outburst.

"Oh gomen…gomen. I haven't introduced myself. I'm Sakuma Shuichi…Anou actually Sakuma is not really my family name…" Shuichi face slightly blushed and Yuki didn't missed it. "…but it would soon be after I got married. Ryu-chan insisted that I should use that…" Shuichi blushed even harder after blurting out his love life in front of a stranger.

"Gomen…I just felt that I've known you for years that I felt comfortable talking to you.' Shuichi scratches his head to hide his embarrassment and the blushed on his face that was caused by the stranger' intense stare.

'Does he hate me that much to pretend he doesn't know me?' Yuki mused as he stared at his fidgeting lover. He felt a surge of jealousy boiling up inside him and he couldn't help but remember some happy memories the two of them shared. Scenes came rushing back to him.

The time he held Shuichi's hand as his lover is sound asleep. The sweet nothings he loved to hear but rather be caught dead admitting it. The time where Shuichi would just glomp at him and kiss him, and the time where he would just stare at the genki singer when he's not looking. All of it made his heart melt and he just wanted to run to Shuichi and hug him as though there would be no tomorrow.

But you can't…why? Because of your damned pride.

Yuki grimaced at the thought. It's that voice again…but he knew that voice is right. Damned right. Too right that he's beginning to be frightened by it.

He looked again at Shuichi who just smiled at him like before.

'He's looking fine.'

Of course! He's no longer with you.

'Shut up'

Why? Did I hit the spot?

'I said shut up.'

Look, his blooming. He never look that good when he's with you.

'…'

Feeling guilty?

'No.'

Damned cold bastard you are.

'I'm not. I told you I'm not'

Yeah sure. A cold-hearted person wouldn't let his lover sleep on the couch on the middle of that harsh cold night. Such a loving lover you are.

Yuki's eyes widen as scene started playing back on his mind. Scene where he would shove Shuichi aside for no reason, the hurtful words he would cast to his lover god knows how many times, the times where he would just want to throw Shuichi out of their apartment…god it hurts remembering it all.

'He's better without me.'

Finally you came to your senses. I even wonder why he didn't left you years ago…and you had the nerve to hurt him. Why did you came back anyway?

'I just wanted to see him.'

"Anou..Hiro did you find him?" The smile slowly faded on Ryuichi's handsome face as it was replaced with worry and anxiety. It rarely happened to the hyper-active singer, but it is one of those dreadful moments he felt helpless…helpless like the time where Shu…

'No.'

He turned his head on all direction, wishing to the entire divines above to give him a sign where his beloved pink-haired had gone to. It's almost passed an hour now, but still there is no sign of his precious.

'DAMN IT!'

Maybe someone in heaven pitied him for as he turned to his left into an alley he saw a pink-colored hair. He looked up and gratefully thanked the kind being that had shown her mercy. A big smile started forming on his lips as he approached Shu-chan. But as fast the smile had formed it faded instantly as he saw a familiar feature.

A man with a blond hair with a piercing eye was standing some few inches from the pink-haired beauty. Someone he wished he would never ever see, somebody he wished that would never crossed the path of Shuichi, a person he wanted to cursed to the deepest pit of hell.

"What are you doing here?" Ryuichi spit out as venomously as he could as he rushed like a mad man to his so-called-fiancée putting a protective arm around the younger singer.

Before Yuki could react to Ryuichi's protective act Hiro came running towards the two lovers.

Hiro stopped on his track. "Yuki?" he froze on the spot at the sight of the former lover of his best friend, the man that cost all of these misfortunes that befall on his best bud.

"Hiro take care of Shuichi." Ryuichi harshly ordered Hiro before he could say anything.

Shuichi was still in dazed on what was happening in front of him. He never heard his lover say words this rough before. He gaze at his lover searchingly, still couldn't believe what he was hearing. He now doubted if he's still his three-year-old-kid-pretending-to-be-a-an-adult boyfriend.

Ryuichi was now in rage to see the bastard face to face and was now aiming for his beautiful face but before his fist could land on Yuki's jaw he was suddenly stopped as he heard the most dreadful sound he honestly don't wanna hear again.

cough

cough

Shuichi suddenly coughed uncontrollably earning a concerned look from his best friend. He grabbed the front of his shirt thinking that it would lessen the pain his chest is feeling. He coughed again and again…he could no longer hear the commotion around him. His cough's getting louder and louder and it sounds clouded his whole mind.

He senses became numb…his vision became blurred then it became dark and now he could only hear a faint coughing sound that he didn't know if it's still his own.

Shuichi unconsciously clasped his hand on his mouth. Blood trickled down his hands and before it could drop to the floor he suddenly fainted.

Horror was evident on Yuki's stoic face. He felt his whole body feeling numb and even his fingers wouldn't respond to his brain. He just watched the whole scene unfold in front of him. He could just watch as the two men rushed over his Shuichi. He wanted too to rush to him and hug the pink-haired singer but he couldn't move he was too shocked to react.

'Blood…blood' Yuki's vision was suddenly clouded by red…blood…his Shuichi. He didn't even noticed that the trio already left. Not even the warm tears that started flowing on his handsome face broke his reverie.

"Room 306 sir." The nurse smiled at the gorgeous god-like man in front of her. The man just nodded his thanks at her and walk off.

Reaching the room the nurse had pointed, he felt a turning of his stomach upside down as he reached for the handle. He's mind is in total confusion as he slowly opened the door. He gingerly lingers for a while before he peeked inside the room. He saw a familiar body lying on bed and a smiled unconsciously formed on his lips. He slowly walked towards the sleeping body as quietly as possible fearing that the patient might wake up at his sounds.

He leaned down towards the body and came face to face with the most angelic face he had ever seen. He's eyes traveled to Shuichi's hair down to it closed eyes…damned he wanted to see that innocent-looking eyes again.

Then his gaze fall on the singer's cute nose then it traveled down towards his cheery red lips…those lips he badly wanted to kiss.

"Oh it's you again." Yuki was startled to hear Shuichi's voice calling out to him. He peered closer to his love. Shuichi's eyes were still shut so it made Yuki wondered how did his former lover know it was he.

"I knew you because of your aura. I don't know why but I know it's you." Shuichi suddenly answered the unvoiced thought of Yuki Eiri and Eiri could only looked down on him with bewilderment.

A few seconds had passed until finally Yuki's lip twitched upward forming a gentle smile that is reserved only to his Shuichi.

"I forgot that you could always feel me Baka." Yuki looked at his idiot lover lovingly, the smile still plastered on his handsome face.

Shuichi slowly opened his eyes and was greeted by the most beautiful smile he ever saw…although the smile looks familiar to him. "You know that smile fits you. You look more handsome when you smile."

Yuki just put his hand on Shuichi's cheek and Shuichi could just smile at this simple act.

"You must be my angel?"

Yuki brows suddenly knitted slightly with the younger singer's comment. "Angel?"

"I know I'll gonna die now." Shuichi gave Yuki a faint smile. "I heard Ryu-chan talking to the doctor about me. I heard that after my accident I only have four months to live…" He suddenly paused as though his words could cut wounds on his frail body once he uttered it. "I know Ryu-chan and Hiro tried their best…"

Shuichi's sentence was suddenly interrupted as his nameless visitor suddenly put his lips to his own. The kissed was light but it felt good…it felt like home.

When the kissed was broken the two just stared at each other that felt like for eternity.

"What's your name?"

"Yuki. Yuki Eiri. But you could call me Eiri."

"Eiri. It sounds familiar. Maybe we have known each other…before…before my amnesia."

'Amnesia?'

"We must get outta here." Yuki abruptly grab the singer's wrist and pulled him out of bed to the door.

Shuichi made no protest as the handsome writer drag him out of bed. He didn't understand why…all he knew is that it felt right.

Yuki helped him stand up as he put his arm around Shuichi's waist to support him and carried him in a bridal carriage. He never knew that his lover was as light as a child and it didn't take long for them to reach the exit without someone noticing them.

"YUKI-YARO!!!!" Ryuichi run towards the room and kicked the door opened giving it a loud thud. Rage, fury, depression, hatred, loneliness, all of it clouded his whole being and the only person that caused all the chaos in his heart is his Shuichi.

Ryuichi almost fainted on the scene that welcomed him. His mortal enemy, Yuki Eiri, is hugging his only love, both naked in bed.

"Damn you! Unhand him." Hiro suddenly voiced out his fury before Ryuichi could say those harsh words.

The two came rushing to the two lovers yanking the two apart but it seems Yuki was oblivious to the people around him, the things around him. No one matters around him except his Shuichi…

The slow breathing of his love. The heat his Shuichi's body is emitting. The sweet murmur of his name through his ear. The finger that is gently caressing his chest. Every single thing that he's aware of is about the most important person in his life.

Ryuichi couldn't take the scene that sickens his eyes. He grabbed Yuki's wrist forcefully dragging him away from his pink-haired love. He didn't give a damned care if the bitch is naked or not. Damn! He just wants to kill this man that once left hi Shu-chan and had the nerve to steal him back from him.

Hiro run towards his best friend putting some linen to cover his bare nakedness. He gently stroked away some hair that's been strayed on the singer's face.

"It would be alright now Shuichi." Hiro murmured the words to soothe the pink-haired that seems oblivious to the world around him,

Ryuichi couldn't take anymore. He let Yuki have a piece of his mind. He punched Yuki square on the face. Damn! He always wanted to do that. He cursed Yuki to the thousand depths as though the man himself was the devil in disguise. Now he does believe that devil poses as handsome young men and one of them is this bastard Eiri.

Blood started trickling down Yuki's face now but he didn't move even flinch when the next punched landed on his stomach. He didn't try fighting back, even though he could.

Why would he? He deserved it all.

Yeah you deserve it all!

He wanted to laugh when he heard his conscience say this. Damn stupid conscience.

Another punch came rushing to his face but it seems like some divine was still on his side for he no longer feel the pain the blow inflicted. He just felt numb inside out.

"Yuki"

Ryuichi's ear perked up upon hearing the name he most hated. Then it called out again but it seems weaker than the first one…it seems like it was fading or something….

'Shu-chan's voice…'

The thought of Shuichi calling out for this bastard blew Ryuichi's top. He hit Yuki's face again and again until he was stopped by a sobbing sound.

"Stop it Sakuma!"

"Stop! He's gone…Shuichi's gone." Hiro voice quivered. He felt a lump on his throat. "He's gone…our baby…our angel is gone." Hiro held on Shuichi's hand until he felt the heat fading from it and he knew it is the end…he's dead.

"Our angel" Ryuichi couldn't believe it's his own voice he just heard. He looked at Shuichi lying on bed still cradled on Hiro's arm. A smile is pasted on his angelic face as though he was just sleeping…but Ryuichi knew better…his little angel is gone.

And this is the fault of this wrecked man he in front of him.

"Are you happy now?" Ryuichi sneered at Yuki.

Yuki felt the words cut through his veins. For the first time he felt the undeniable pain.

"You took his first love, his first kiss, you were his first…" Ryuichi's tears welled on his eyes but he didn't care. He walked towards Yuki like a lawyer who's condemning a criminal. He emphasized each of his point spitefully.

"Now you took his life!!! Even his last breath…he used it all to call your damn freaking NAME!!!"

Yuki was still spaced-out and the only vision he could see is his Shuichi that is lying on his bed, smile still plastered on his innocent face.

Ryuichi suddenly grab Yuki by the neck as the writer still on trance.

"What else do you want from him? WHAT ELSE???!!" Ryuichi want to scream his heart out and wanted to choke Yuki to death but his grip loosened and he could feel his knees feeling like jelly. He could no longer summon enough strength to hold his body upright and as a tear fall down his cheeks his knees suddenly gave way. He slumped on the floor and cried.

Yuki felt the grip loosening and as he could no longer feel the hand on his neck he walked pass Sakuma towards his sleeping beloved.

He leaned towards his lover and planted a small kiss on his lover's lips unmindful to the glare Hiro is aiming at him.

Yuki felt the coldness of Shuichi's lips and that made a tear rundown his face.

"See you again my love…I'll be with you soon."

.:Owari:.

LateSleeper: I know! I know! I'm such a lazy jerk! Sorry for those who waited…(looks around…sees no one) ehehehe