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Tears were streaming down Shuichi's soft face as he listened to his beloved Yuki Eiri's life. "Wow, you almost died didn't you?"
"Did" Eiri stated bluntly.
"Die?..." Shuichi's eyed widened and filled to the brim with more tears just thinking of life without Yuki was horrible enough. Eiri nodded.
"They brought me back by some miracle. Well, not so much as a miracle but internal paddles." Shuichi cocked his head quizically. "Hmph. they cut open my chest , cracked apart my rib cage then used electric jolts to get my heart pumping again. Suprised you never mentioned the scar.." It was true the Shuichi had noticed the scar the cut across Eiri's flawless chest, but he never pried to know about that.
"I was in a coma again five weeks this time. When I woke up Tohma was there and I fell right back in love with him, more than ever before."
"Tohma still loves you." Shuichi spoke up.
" I know but him being a rockstar and me then being a fugitive. It was better we parted.I was 18 when I was fully able to leave America and go back to the country that condemned me. I adopted senei's naime and began writting romance novels. I heard nothing from Tohma. I never heard that shortly after my departure he married Mika."
One day, before my twentith birthday. I received the most unusual message on my answering machine.."
(Timewarp)
"I do not wish to tell you who I am but you must trust me. Come and meet me at the park by your apartment tonight at nine sharp. See you there." Beep
Eiri now 19 (almost 20) stared puzzled at the phone then up at the clock that hung over his desk. "Damn, eight already, maybe I shouldn't have gone out with that bimbo" he thought back remembering the red head he was with earlier that evening. "What was her name?" he couldn't remember but then recalled that it actually didn't matter. He got was he wanted.
He went to his room wondering whether or not if he should change his clothing. Smelling his shirt he frowned. "How the hell did it come to smell like sex?...It wasnt even in the same god damned room!"
By 8:45 he was ready. Figuring for safety reason he should bring something, he took out the small handgun out from underneath his western bed. It felt heavy in his hands, strange knowing what had happened last time he held the gun. A small tear escaped from his amber eyes. "No tears." echoed in his mind he remembered the last time he had cried spilling his tears over Touma's expensive shirt. "No tears."
Rounding the corner of the park,Eiri twisted his wrist around to better view his watch. 9:05 and the park was as he noticed before deserted. He stood there for the longest time, amber eyes darting around to every noise that emitted from the dark shadows, smoke streams out from between his lips as he takes another drag of his fourth cigarette since he had arrived there.
He was about to leave when an arm reached around his waist and held him tightly. 'Oh, shit.' the blonde thought raising his arm up to retrieve his gun. Before he drew it a familiar scent floated past his nostrils. Roses and leather, expensive leather. He felt something quick and wet against his ear that sent shivers down his spine. "Ah-" he breathed. Being spun around to be greeted by a pair of soft lips crushing down upon his own. The stranger's tounge swept across Eiri's lower lip begging for acceptance.
Eiri broke away panting. "W-who are you?" he squinted looking hard into the shadows of the stanger's face that was hidden by a dark hat.
"Eiri." the shadowed figure breathed. That voice made Eiri's hair on the back of his neck stand up.
There was a long pause. A lightbulb went off in the novelist's head. "Touma?" he said his voice cracking.
The wind blew the stranger's hat off of his head. Eiri grabbed it quickly and turn back to be greeted with a smile that was only reserved for him.
"Touma!" his eyes tearing up he pulled the now 29 year old into a strong embrace. "What are you doing in Japan?"
Touma stepped out of the hug, his sad greenish eyes meeting with Eiri's confused golden ones. "Nittle Grasper broke up...Sakuma-san wanted to go solo...Noriko-chan wanted to settle down and start a family with her husband...So I came back here...I own a record label now it's not big but it's mine." He smiled warily. "Also..." Touma took a deep breathe. "I'm...M-married."
Suddenly Eiri's happy glaze changed into depression he thought sure Touma was here to get back together with him. He wished greatly that he could be with the older man once again.
"Married?" Eiri tried his hardest to make it seem like he was not crying on the inside.
" To a girl."
"A girl?"
"Well, to be exact. You sister."
"MIKA?" Eiri was outraged. There was no way Mika was more desirable than he was. (A/n: Hell no!) "You married my sister? Touma...why?"
"Because I love you Eiri."
TBC
Dances about Yay I finally got this done after so many time sitting in front of my computer and not doing it staring into nothingness...Well I hope you enjoyed this... Thank you!
To my Ladyrave: Yay you were my first reviewer! Thankies! Hugs I have read and reviewed your story. Love it!
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