Surrendering
The snow trickled down, engulfing the world in its seemingly innocent presence as a pair of violet eyes watched the flakes descend. He pulled the blankets closer around him, trying furiously to extinguish the coldness overtaking him.
"Yuki…" He whispered the name fondly, glancing down at the silver ring that adorned his slender finger. What he wouldn't give for the strong arms of his lover rap around him, bringing warmth and security.
It had been a long day at the studio, between arriving late, forgetting the lyrics to his newest song, and just the pure craziness that followed him, he had had enough of his producer's gun to last him a life time. After all the frustrations all he wanted was the comfort of a familiar presence. Even the normal 'baka' would do. Anything just to get rid of this emptiness and silence.
Shuuichi sighed as he lifted himself out of the covers and into the living room. Maybe the TV would do in distracting him. He made a loud 'thump' as he threw himself down onto the couch, snuggling into the softness of the cushions. Somehow the couch was much more friendly then the cold bedroom had been. Maybe it was the absence of the snow, which reminded him of his ember-eyed lover.
Shaking his head to rid his mind of all his lonely thoughts, Shuuichi quickly picked up the remote and flicked the TV onto his favorite channel. The sounds of music filled the quiet apartment, the raw emotions of song flowing in. He hummed along, not fully aware of the show he was watching. Slowly the song ended being replaced by another, but this one was different.
Shuuichi listened for a moment. There that was it! It was a song he had heard once on the English CD's Yuki had from when he was in America. The song, once translated to Japanese for him, somehow reminded him of the relationship he shared with the cold mannered writer. Not hesitating in the words he slowly opened his mouth to sing along with the voice on TV.
"You were full and fully capable
you were self sufficient and needless
your house was fully decorated in that sense"
It reminded him of the first time he had met Yuki. He was so cold back then, well less so than now. He didn't trust anyone, open up to anyone, or even care. Everything in his life resembled his closed feelings.
"You were taken with me to a point
a case of careful what you wish for
but what you knew was enough to begin"
Even when they had started 'going out' the writer wouldn't open up to him. He only put up with certain amounts, never hesitating to kick him out when I exceeded his limits. Though the door was always open the next day…
"And so you called and courted fiercely
so you reached out, entirely fearless
and yet you knew of reservation and how it serves
and I salute you for your courage
and I applaud your perseverance
and I embrace you for your faith in the face of adversarial forces
that I represent"
Shuuichi kept singing, trying to push the tears back from his eyes. It was stupid really; Yuki would be home later tonight or early in the morning. When had he become so sentimental just over a short trip to America? Yuki would be back, and when he was, he'd have a pink hyperactive ball of fluff attached to him.
"And I salute you for your courage
and I applaud your perseverance
and I embrace you for your faith in the face of adversarial forces
that I represent"
Really, this song was to close to the truth sometimes. When he had pointed that out to Yuki all he had received was a scoff and a 'baka' as the writer returned to his work. It reminded him of when he had started to gain the trust of the writer, when he had become somewhat possessive and caring, to the trained eye of course.
"And so you fell and you're intact
so you dove in and you're still breathing
so you jumped and you're still flying if not shocked"
And when he started waking up in that comfortable bed, instead of the usually cold couch. When he found he could wake up in someone's arms and feel loved, even if the emotions weren't always voiced aloud. When he realized Yuki had taken a leap of faith with him, even though he would never admit to it.
"And I support you in your trusting
and I commend you for your wisdom
and I'm amazed by your surrender in the face of threatening forces
that I represent
you found creative ways to distance
you hid away from much through humor
your choice of armor was your intellect"
Emotions sprang from his lips as he continued to sing, the memories of time spent with his lover flowing into his mind. He smiled sadly as he looked at the door of the study, expecting to hear the steady humming of fingers across the keyboard.
"And so you felt and you're still here
and so you died and you're still standing
and so you softened and you're still safely in command"
Through it all, Yuki was still with him. He had taken the writer away from everything he hid behind, opening him up to be hurt. And even though he had taken that shot, he knew it had been worth it. The rare smile that graced his lips on occasions was worth all the suffering and pain it had taken to get there.
"Self protection was in times of true danger
your best defense to mistrust and be wary
surrendering a feat of unequalled measure
and I'm thrilled to let you in
overjoyed to be let in kind"
Shuuichi frowned somewhat upset that the song was going to end. He closed his eyes, let the memories engulf him one last time before he returned to reality. Slowly his eyelids opened revealing his pulsating violet gems. What he saw on the TV screen quickly tore apart any happiness the song had installed.
There on the screen was an emergency news report, showing a plane that had crashed along the Tokyo bay area.
"We have just received information that international flight AA number 107 from America has crashed due to unknown plane failure. As of this moment casualties are unknown but damage to the aircraft was significant and rate of survival is…"
The voice of the woman reporter went numb in Shuuichi's mind. 'Flight 107? No… it can't be! Yuki, Yuki was on that plane!' His mind raced, his body to shocked by the pictures the televisions was now panning across. Images of fire from parts of the jet that had exploded upon contact, the debris that was strewn among the crash sight, and the images of the dead that had not made it.
"YUKI!" Shuuichi screamed as he flung himself up from the couch and to in front of the TV. His eyes scanned the images urgently, checking for the familiar blond that he had come to love so deeply. Satisfied that he did not see his lover upon the dead, his body finally gave out, curling into a ball on the floor as sobs rocked his body violently.
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"Tohma?" Mika asked, confused at the look of disbelief and fear etched on her husbands face.
"Mika, we have to find Shuuichi, now." He said as he quickly pulled himself out of the large bed he had been peacefully sleeping in minutes earlier. "Hurry." He shot to his wife when she did not move, a look of utmost importance evident.
"That was Eiri, but I don't have time to explain, we must get Shindou now and go straight to the hospital." Tohma commanded now walking out of the bedroom in search fro the car keys.
"The hospital!" Mika almost screeched pulling herself out of the bed and getting ready, "What exactly happened?"
"The plane crashed, Mika." Was the only thing he could say as he watched his wife's eyes grow wide in horror and doubt, the same expression her husband wore only seconds earlier.
"No, it can't be!" she tried to reason, "You were just on the phone with him! He was just talking with you!" her screams quickly turning into tears in fear for the worst.
"I'm afraid it's the truth, but we must hurry." Tohma rationalized as he ushered his wife out the door and on the way to Eiri's apartment.
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"Yuki…?" Shuuichi questioned hesitantly. His head hurt and his eyes stung, and the knocking at the door was taking all his concentration to focus on. His heart leapt with anticipation, hoping to see his blond haired lover walk through the door.
"Shuuichi?" But it was not the low alto of his lover, rather a higher octave of a former Usuegi. The voice trembled, as if it had been wracked with sobs.
'Mika? What's she doing here?' His mind quickly regaining rational thought, though his voice was still not able to function. Eventually she rounded the corner from the entry way closely followed by her husband, Seguchi Tohma. We watched as the two came over to him, and watched as his lover's sister's eyes widened when she took in the footage from the television behind him.
He turned to look at the horror that had taken place in only a moment's time. A new wave a fear and sadness over took him, causing more tears to start forming in his eyes and trailing down his cheeks. Not thinking he launched himself into the arms of the person in front of him, catching them off guard somewhat.
"Shoosh, Shuuichi it will be alright." Mika spoke, trying to calm the younger boy in her arms. She looked up into Tohma's eyes, as he watched his singer cry into the arms of his wife. "Were going to the hospital, will you come?"
Shuuichi nodded into her shirt, grabbing on tightly not wanting the warmth to disappear from him. "Is Yuki…is he ok?" he asked muffled as he pulled his head up.
"We don't know Shuuichi." Tohma spoke seriously, "Were are just going to find some answers."
"Alright." The boy spoke as he rose, following the older adults out of the room. He hesitated for a moment and walked into the bedroom for the second time that night. Quickly he walked by his cell phone, which displayed the screen for one missed call, and over to the bedside where he picked up his jacket and keys. "I'm ready." He said as he shut the front door to the apartment, tears still gently falling down his face.
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'Be strong Shuuichi! You can do it…for him…' his voice fell away as his gaze strayed outside the car window. Bright flashing red lights could be seen in the distance, along with the sounds of sirens and shouting. The snow fell gently around the chaos of the real world, almost as if laughing at the irony it represented.
…surrendering a feat of unequalled measure
and I'm thrilled to let you in
overjoyed to be let in kind
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Hello everyone, his was my first try at a gravitation fanfiction, hopefully it wasn't that bad. So review and let me know if I should continue it or not. so please remember, R&R!