WARNING:YAOI... dont know what it is?... Read it at your own risk
DISC: Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami-Sama...TT poor me!
A/N: YxS. R&R please... sorry for the delay in the new chp TT
: WHAT IF :
by: KM-Sama
Chapter 4:
The nightmare before... the concert?
Finally a new day came and with that Yuki got the opportunity he was looking for because in just 2 weeks Bad Luck would give a concert right there in Tokyo, lucky Yuki... right, anyway do you know how a straight line is the closest distance between 2 points? Well, that's exactly what this was going to be, just drawing the line... between the points and no more going around the bushes with this and that was final.
The day had passed without any major predicament, which was amazing considering it was sunday and Shuichi's day off, well... maybe just a little smoke coming out of the kitchen during breakfast but that's all and strangely Yuki got to write more than 2 chapters today and still no whining Shu to disturb him, thing that was starting to annoy him because... damn! He miss HIS Shu -not that he told him that of course-. So by the time dinner was coming near he decided to go check on his precious ball of genki aka Shindou Shuichi.
And so, Yuki's quest was rewarded with a very beautiful sight just when he get to his living room, there on the couch lay Shuichi all spread across it listening to some music on his minidisc and with a notepad and a pen on his little hands, the boy obviously was trying to write some lyrics. Yuki had to admit -in spite of himself- that he looked really cute, laying there, playing with the pen on his mouth, wearing those tight -and very small- shorts with that blue tank top that did a very poor work on hiding his soft, silky skin and suddenly Yuki found himself just watching the little singer with fascination -for some reason he couldn't understand-. The way he moved, the rhythmic ups and downs of his chest, his lips silently singing along the song, his small hands moving around like he was dancing but not quite. Yup, Shuichi was gorgeous Yuki found and... WAIT JUST MINUTE!... didn't he already knew that? Oh no, the thing was that he knew, but was to damn stubborn to actually acknowledge it. Yeah, that was it.
The blond -forgetting totally about 'checking the house'- moved almost mechanically to sit next to Shuichi's head on the couch; Shuichi feeling this obviously though he had done something wrong because Yuki would never, ever, ever look forward to spend 5 minutes with him without being, erm...'politely asked to'.
"Naa Yuki, did I do something wrong, was I being too loud? because I'm sorry and that wasn't my intention, I mean, that's why I use this" -said pointing to the earphones- "and, and... I'm sorry, I'm not going to do it again and if you..."
"Urusai" -Said Yuki in a little more harsher tone than that it was actually intended and of course, making Shuichi feel miserable on the process for disturbing his koibito's work, hm... how strange that happened :P -
"G-gomen..." -Was all he could manage to say. Once again he had managed to made his precious koibito mad at him and that made him feel very, very bad-
"Urusai" -He now proceeded in a more soft tone to indicate his ball of genki that he wasn't mad at all-
"Yu..ki..."
Shuichi barely finished the word, and who could blame him I mean, after all, Yuki started to stroking his hair in a way that make Shuichi all warm and gooey; don't forget gooey. So... what to do?; lay your head on your koi's lap of course, and so he did. Both men just sitting quietly on the couch enjoying their mutual company; Yuki just barely kept stroking Shu's hair and Shuichi continued to just lay there, eyes closed and that warm, fuzzy feeling on his chest.
Surprisingly it was the oldest who broke the silence... hmm, Yuki Eiri starting a conversation?... the world must be coming to an end.
"So... next week's your concert huh?" -Talking in a very, very soft tone that made Shuichi feel very drowsy-
"Hai..." -Was all the singer could say-
"And afterwards?" -Same tone-
"Mmmm... don't know" -Said Shu in a very cat like manner-
"I see... do you want to do something then?" -Huh?-
"Be here with you..." -Ok, Yuki Eiri wanted to do something with Shu... to bad he was too sedated to notice this or to glomp him like he was supposed to-
"Good; now... let's go to bed ok, too much work for today" -Said the writer at the same time he took his singer in his arms the same way you take a baby to hold him in your arms. Its not rare to say that Shuichi let himself being carried by his koibito without any resistance what so ever-
Yuki walked with his treasure safely tucked in his arms making their way towards their bedroom where once there, he carefully lay the genki ball on the bed, cover him with the blankets and kissed him goodnight Yes... he did that often, but only after Shu had fallen asleep
After changing into that and according to Shuichi gorgeous, sexy, surprisingly beautiful wine colored pajamas, what can you do... when you have it, you have it; he lay next to his energetic lover who happily snuggle closer to him and to Yuki's own amazement he didn't reject the pink haired one... hm, I wonder why the hell he didn't :P
Some minutes later, Yuki had fallen asleep thinking or more like gathering what was left of his courage to made his plan... or more so... his lousy plan, which he thought was a grate one by the way.
Later that same night, Yuki woke up all covered in sweat, his heart racing a 1000 mph, breath very, very fast and shaking like a leave to the wind... with fear. The blond had woke up from the most horrible nightmare one can imagine... if you're in love with a certain pink haired baka that is. In his nightmare, he was in his apartment, like usual, and after a few minutes of uselessly typing in his laptop he decided to go find his lover; when he got out the room all he could find was a cold, dark and above all... empty apartment. He then started to panic because judging the time, Shu must have being there by now so he searched the flat upside down... no pink ball of energy at all. The place was so dark he could barely see, and his feet where freezing because of the cold. He tried to turn on the light; nothing. He ran to the living room; no traces of his singer could be found in there, there was no computer on the table in the far end of the room, no manga scattered all over, no Nittle Grasper cd's by the sound system and what more frightened him... no pictures of Shuichi anywhere to be found.
Yuki desperately tried to calm himself but it was too much, something told him it was true, that that sinking feeling on the base of this stomach was all true; Shuichi wasn't there anymore. No pictures, no pictures... wait a second, there WAS one picture that could never disappear, one that it could never be taken away from him... his lighter. The picture of the very first time he had taken out his baka, yeah... he searched his trousers pockets; nothing. He franticly searched the living room; nothing, he searched the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom; nothing and all that he did could find was his absence. Finally his den, it was the last place and his last hope to prove this was all wrong, Shuichi wasn't gone, he hadn't left him for good.
With as much courage he could muster, he entered his den... scanned the place with his look, there lying next to his laptop was his price, his ever present companion, his 60 dollar Cartier lighter. He approached slowly, carefully like a lion to his pray and took it in his right hand... took a deep breath, and turn it over...nothing.
Again Yuki Eiri woke up to fear the cold sweat on his forehead and kept shaking while he remembered his nightmare, glancing to his side from time to time as to make sure his lover, his Shu was still peacefully sleeping by his side.
TBC...
A/N: Wow, finally a new chp, I'm so sorry for the delay but I had one of those stupid writers block... I think its all better now. So sorry if this chp its too short but I don't have anymore to add to this. So I hope you like it. Please don't forget to REVIEW. Thank you so much
Ja, Matta.
:Plotless, pointless... just like me: