Eiri raised his hand as a taxi cab pulled over to let them in. The driver had a flat brown hat on, it looked as though one you would find on a golf court. To match the hat, he wore a brown fest lying atop a deep green shirt. Shuichi stared at him wide eyed. He remembered New York, but he had never been in a taxi. From all the stress from Rage, he had never actually gotten a chance to be a tourist and tour the area.
"Yuki, Yuki! Can we-"
"Yes, after," Eiri said deep in thought not even noticing the look of disappointment now spread across his face. Shuichi assumed that he was thinking about Kitazawa. He knew he said it didn't bother him, but in reality, deep down, it did. He didn't want to have to share his number one spot at this very moment. He wondered that since they were in New York, and The Yuki Kitazawa used to live here, if his relationship with Eiri would be pushed aside until they got back to Japan. He was always able to deal with the womanizing that Eiri used to do, but he wasn't used to Kitazawa and their hometown yet.
'Am I wrong?' Shuichi thought to himself as he looked back out the window seeing the walkways filled with people upon people. They were smiling and laughing, and you could see couples holding hands and walking closely together.
'Will I ever have that?' He thought as the taxi pulled over and he stepped out waiting for Eiri to finish paying the man. He looked around, the city that he had been once forcefully taken too, was now peaceful looking and seemed to be happy going rather than run away from Rage going.
Shuichi looked into the cemetery that the yellow taxi had brought them to. It suddenly made him depressed to see all those people in their visiting their loved ones and friends. Shuichi couldn't remember a time when he had ever been to a cemetery, and he didn't want to have to imagine it. If any of his family did or his friends and lover died, he wouldn't know how to deal with it.
'I'd go crazy,' he thought to himself as he looked over at Eiri deciding to let him remain in thought. Eiri slowly walked over to Kitazawa's grave. The grave stone was gray with white carvings in it that read:
Here lies Yuki Kitazawa,
Beloved Son and Friend
Grass and flowers surrounded the grave as well. Some were wild, but you could tell that he had recently been visited. It made Shuichi relieved to know that people visited him and brought him flowers. Since he hadn't been familiar with the custom it was all kind of amusing to him, but it seemed sad and yet peaceful in a way. All these graves were being visited by family and friends and it made him happy to know that Kitazawa was still loved even after what he did to Eiri. And he was especially happy that Eiri decided to visit him.
Shuichi stared into the other direction for awhile feeling out of place before he started to walk towards the black gate that lead to the sideway. Eiri looked at him to the grave for awhile before he grabbed onto Shuichi's wrist firmly.
"Stay. I want you with me now," a faint smile spread across Eiri's face before as he nudged him to come back. Eiri placed his hand around Shuichi's waist. Shuichi blushed bright red as he slowly leaned his head against Eiri's chest. He felt safe there. He didn't want to leave from that position.
"Kitazawa-san," he hear Eiri begin, "I've found a new love. I won't wallow in your death, or the fact that I was the one who killed you," he looked down at Shuichi as he said the rest, "This is Shuichi. His persistence helped me to get over you. I love him very much, and if you hadn't played some role in my life, then we might not be able to be together now." Shuichi smiled as he wrapped his arms over Eiri's shoulders feeling loved more now, than he has ever felt when he was with Eiri. He knew now, that Eiri loved him more than Kitazawa.
"Shuichi helped me to get over you, and I have finally moved on. There will always be a spot in my heart for you, although it may be smaller than Shuichi's. So you can rest in peace now." Eiri placed a small bouquet of roses and daisey's that he had been holding onto Kitazawa's grave.
"Come on Shuichi, where do you want to go?" Eiri said as the started heading for the exit of the cemetery. Shuichi smiled clinging onto him even tighter than before.
"Anywhere, as long as it's with you."
Eiri took him to see the 'Statue of Liberty' for their first trip on their honeymoon as Shuichi officially named it; Or at least in his mind that is. Shuichi's smile never left his face as it rarely did, and every time he looked at Eiri, he could see a smile spread across his face.
Shuichi looked behind him, swearing that he heard his name being called, but as he seen nobody he returned to what he was staring at.
"SHUICHI SHINDOU!"
Shuichi and Eiri looked at the voice who had called his name. He saw the figure coming closer as he realized who it was. Shuichi's eyes widened as he clinged tighter, squeezing the circulation out of Eiri's arm as he saw...
A/N ahah! A cliff hanger! Guess you'll have to wait for chapter 3! Any guesses on who it is? Comments and reviews are definitely welcome.