AN/ Woo! Second chapter. I am very excited about this particular fan fic. I hope you all like it.
I am currently watching Ragnorak: The Animation. I downloaded (all?) 26 episodes of it and so far it's pretty good. The manga has a different story line and characters in it, but it is also very well done. And Tactics is also a very good anime (I've seen all that too). Mt friend currently has the manga and I hope she gets the 3rd vol. Soon! I like every kind of anime, but I'm not much of a sci-fi or a giant robot fan. I'm not too interested in real life movies of those two genres either. But Neon Genesis/Evangellion, and Blue Submarine 006 or something like that, are good. Those are kind of sci-fi animes are alright. But we're not here to talk about that… let's get on with some Gravi fun! Yeah!
Chapter 2: My Heart's as Big as My Trousers
'Ugh. Stupid light… turn already!' The blonde thought impatiently while Shuichi was bouncing up and down to an invisible tune. The two had just gotten back from grocery shopping and were on their way to… well, Shuichi had no clue… just as long as he was with his koibito. The day was boiling upon the author's thick black jacket and he wasn't sure if he was going to either die of heat stroke, or strangle his hyper active lover beside him after going crazy from the sun's wrath. A few moments later, the sign turned into a white walking stick figure, which informed Yuki that he could finally push his way through the mass of hot bodies and towards the nice, comfortable men's gallery. The vocalist held onto the novelist's shirt so he wouldn't be separated and padded close to his side, which irritated the heck out of the man. It was already hot enough as it was! But once he saw the department store he was looking for, Yuki quickened his pace and dragged Shuichi through the automatic doors, receiving a breeze of cool air upon his sweating brow.
The younger boy twisted his head around this way and that, gazing at all the fancy male garments and wondering why they were coming into a place like this. In fact, he decided to find out just that.
"Um, Yuki? What are we doing in here?" He asked while still clinging to the author's sleeve.
"We're buying you a new wardrobe." he said, waiting for the onslaught of "why's" to hit him.
"What! But I like my clothes! How come we're getting me NEW ones? I have enough, don't I? Why, Yuki? Do you not like my outfits?"
"I could hardly call them 'outfits', baka. They're more like costumes, if you ask me." The writer smothered his burnt out cigarette in a nearby cigar disposal. After all, he didn't want his Shu-chan to have his new clothes smell like smoke, did he?
"But… I always thought they were cute!" He whined.
"Well, it's NOT cute in public. If you keep wearing the stuff you have now, people will notice because it stands out. Then, the reporters will discover your fashion trend and look for anyone with pink hair and over decorated outfits. And that's the last thing you want, right?"
"Well… I don't really like the press, but-"
"Exactly. Now follow me and stop complaining. We're getting you some new clothes, and that's that. You can wear your so-called outfits whenever Halloween comes around." The novelist grabbed the boy's hand and pulled him over to the button-up shirts section. The singer behind him was pouting all the while.
"Okay. Let's if we can find your size in shirts." Yuki flipped through the rack and found at least two smalls of shirts that were light blue with indigo stripes going up them. "Here." He threw the garment at the boy. "Try that on." Yuki kept pushing through some other tops.
"But this looks so… boring." Shuichi eyed it in disgust.
"Just put it on, or we're leaving and staying home the rest of the day."
"Fine!" His eyebrows knitted as he glared at the author from behind. The vocalist managed to get one arm through, then the next, and adjusted the shirt so it would relax comfortably upon his torso. Once he fixed it the way he wanted, the boy tapped Yuki's shoulder and said, "How does it look?"
"Hm?" The author turned around and gave a look that said "Uhhh… that's not right".
His lover was practically blanketed in the thing! Shuichi stretched out his arms for him to see, and the sleeves draped over his hands like curtains. Even a small size was way too big for him. "Let's give you the next size down." The blonde took the shirt off him and slipped it back in, then rummaged through again for an EXTRA-small. Luckily, there was only one left. He handed it to Shuichi, who put it on, but in the end it was still too baggy on him. "Sheesh. You have such a tiny body structure that they may not even have your size."
"I'm not THAT tiny."
"Maybe we should look for microscopic size." The man teased.
"Yuki!"
"Shut up. Let's check in the pants instead." Though the button-ups didn't fit, his lover did look cute in those oversized shirts. In the men's trousers, Yuki had to find a size seven… that was definitely NOT normal size for a man. So he grabbed a size 10 just in case. But he knew how small the boy was, so it didn't surprise him too much when Shuichi told him the right fit. After finding very few of the right pants for his lover, Yuki lead the pink haired punk into a dressing room and ordered him to strip down and try the size 10 on. The singer blushed a bit before he complied, which confused Yuki to no end. His little Shu was always so easy to fluster.
……
The blonde sighed in exasperation. Shuichi looked like a street rapper in those pants. The legs came down in rippled layers to the floor, while the belt line hung extremely loose on the boy's hip, showing some silky purple boxers. Though the waist line part of his koi's trousers was very appealing to Yuki, it still didn't fit him. So, unbelievably, he gave the size 7 to the vocalist, and they harmonized with his lower half perfectly. The pant legs flared out a bit and were cuffed at the bottom, and gradually going up they were tight around his thighs (just how Yuki liked them). The best part was the form fitting rear end of the trousers, where the singer's butt was emphasized much to the author's liking.
"Well? How are they, Yuki?" Shuichi asked looking over himself in the mirror.
"They're fine. I'm surprised they actually fit you." He said with some emotion in his voice from looking at how good his lover looked in them. "We'll buy those."
"Yay! You know, I kind of like them too! Can we look around a little bit more? Maybe we can find some shirts in my size!" Shuichi was beginning to enjoy this trip to the department store.
"Sure. That's what we came here for." Yuki agreed, and herded his little koibito out of the stall and into another section of button-ups and coats.
After trying on dozens of clothes, the two were able to find ones that fit, and ones that protested against the boy's petite body frame. One outift was a white button up shirt, with black pants that had thin white lines running down the legs. The sleeves hung a tad bit over his hands, but it made him look exceptionally adorable.
"Tee hee! Yuki, you're staring!" Shuichi drew back, blushing lightly.
"No I'm not. I always look this way." He said while grinning smugly at the handsome boy.
"So, it looks good?"
"…It looks great." The novelist nodded in approval. "C'mon. Let's get you changed back and pay for the new clothes you got."
"Yay! I think I'm beginning to like this stuff you wear. It's more comfortable than I thought." The vocalist said while twirling around to admire his new outfit.
"I'm glad you like it, but hurry up and put on your party costume so we can get back home. It's getting stuffy in here and I'm starving. Not to mention the work I have to get done."
"Aw, can't we spend this one evening together? I'll wear one of my new outfits too! You can pick a romantic restaurant, like Italian or something!"
"No. We've already been out half the day. We can do something tomorrow. It'll be the weekend anyway."
"Well, okay." Shuichi's shoulders slumped a bit, but he was at least happy that they got to do something the next day… that is… if they would live to see the next day. As the two were buying the new wardrobe for Shuichi, a gruff man clad in black from head to toe stomped through the automatic glass doors, his face covered by a black ski mask. The first thing Yuki thought was how hot it must have been to wear all that black outside, but he didn't expect what was about to happen next.
The stranger pulled out from his pocket a hefty black revolver, and screamed to the whole store, "EVERYBODY FREEZE! THIS IS A HOLD UP!"
AN/ Yikes! Yuki and Shu are in a bad situation now! The next chapter will reveal struggle, anxiety, and attempts to escape. What will happen to our favourite pairing! No one knows but ME! So keep reading, cause I'll be adding a chapter every day. Thanks for reading. KEEP REVIEWING! -
