Seven Days: Blind Game Again

Day Two

Shuichi woke up and groaned, painfully sitting himself up and glaring down at the sleeping form of Yuki beside him. Dammit that hurt. He thinks to himself, narrowing his eyes and trying to work up a suitable payback. Yuki had tricked him! Shu really did think his lover was tired, but when they got into the bedroom…well…he wasn't. Shuichi clicked his tongue and stared dangerously around the room. He had lost precious time with his Ryuichi videos and this would NOT be easily forgotten.

"Shu?" Yuki opened his eyes slowly and looked up at the quiet, scheming boy in the bed next to him.

"Shu, is something wrong?" Yuki laid a hand on Shuichi's bare chest and his face held a hint of worry.

"No, of course not." Shuichi smiled down at Yuki, his voice sickeningly sweet. "We should be getting up now, Tatsuha's coming to visit today, remember?" Yuki groaned.

"I was hoping to forget." Yuki slid out of bed and put on some pants, brushing a hand through his messy hair and looking around for his cigarettes. He lit one and lent against the wall, staring casually at Shuichi who was still in the bed.

"I thought we were getting up?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and giving Shuichi a pointed look. "We know how ecstatic my dear brother will be if he comes here and finds you in bed, naked, but I'm not sure you'd want that Shuichi, would you?" Shuichi looked at Yuki through the pink hair that had fallen in front of his eyes.

"I'm still tired, you get ready, I'll be up in a minute." He waved a hand and lay back down, pulling the covers up over his head. This was 'great' payback.

The buzz of the doorbell resounded through the house and Yuki grimaced. Here went nothing. He opened the door to find a very bouncy Tatsuha, dressed in tight leather pants and a dark red shirt, unbutton at the top. Slut. Yuki thought as he welcomed his brother and closed the door.

"How was your journey?" Yuki asked his brother politely as he put his cigarette in an ashtray and passed Tatsuha a bottle of beer from the fridge.

"Where's Shuichi?" Tatsuha asked after a thirsty gulp of drink. Yuki frowned.

"He's still in bed. I asked how your journey wa-" But Tatsuha had gone.

Tatsuha burst into the bedroom of Yuki and Shuichi and jumped onto the bed, letting out a cry of dismay when he found there was nothing in it. The door slamming behind him made him jump and turn round. Shuichi stood at the door, dressed only in boxers and holding a key in his hand that he had just taken from the door. He smiled at Tatsuha and made his way over to the bed.

"Right. You have to listen to me. How much do you want to annoy your brother?" Tatsuha stared at Shuichi and shrugged slightly.

"I don't know, what do you have in mind?" Shuichi smiled and got under the covers, removing the boxers.

"Get undressed and get into the bed." Tatsuha's eyes widened and he gaped at Shuichi.

"What? You're going to sleep with me? Is Ryu-Shu going to sleep with me?" His eyes starred. "There is a God." Shuichi rolled his eyes.

"No I'm not going to sleep with you, we're going to make it 'look' like I'm sleeping with you. Now hurry up!" Tatsuha did as he was told and got into the bed. He reached out to pull Shuichi towards him but was received by a growl.

"Don't touch me."

"But…"
"I'm Yuki's lover. Not yours."

"But…" Shuichi sighed and pulled the black-haired boy into a hug.

"There, that's as far as it goes. Ok?" A banging at the door caught their attention and Shuichi looked over at Tatsuha.

"Kiss me."

"But you just…"

"Kiss me already!" Tatsuha grinned and lent over Shuichi, lowering himself onto the pink-haired singer and crushing their lips together.

Yuki slammed into the door again, and this time it opened. His face was red, half from anger and half from pushing against the door for 5 minutes. He stormed into the room and opened his mouth to say something, but the words lost themselves as he stared at the bed.

"You…"He shook his head. "Get out of my house now." Tatsuha turned and smiled at his brother.

"But I don't want to go yet."

"GET OUT!" Yuki glared at the 16-year-old and was about to walk to the bed to physically throw him out but Shuichi sat up.

"Yuki, It's not his fault. I told him to." Yuki took his gaze from his brother and stared at Shuichi.

"You…but…" Shuichi sighed and smiled slightly.

"I wanted to make you angry so that next time you'd let me finish watching my Ryuichi videos instead of taking me into the bedroom to sleep with me." He pouted. "And it hurt." Tatsuha, who was by this time dressed, rolled his eyes and walked over to Yuki, giving him a quick squeeze on the shoulder.

"See ya Onii-chan." With that he gave Shuichi a quick wink and left.

Yuki stared at Shuichi for a few seconds and then marched over to the bed, grabbing him by the arm and dragging him into the bathroom. He grabbed a soap and flannel and filled the sink with water, pushing Shu onto the floor and straddling him. He attacked Shu's lips and face with the soap and scrubbed, hard.

"Must. Disinfect." Shuichi struggled to sit up but it was futile. After Yuki had finished his face and lips, he looked down at Shuichi with a determined glint in his eyes.

"Where else did he touch you?" Shuichi paled and noted the stinging in his face from the harsh scrubbing before closing his eyes and succumbing to his fate.

"Everywhere."

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Shuichi lay on the sofa moaning.

"Yuki I'm in pain!" The aforementioned novelist looked up from his laptop and smiled.

"That may be so, but now you shine."