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It'll get longer… I promise…
Silent Night
Just a story?
'Yuki… I'm going somewhere far away… Don't come and find me…'
It was what he left in the answering machine, but Shuichi actually felt the exact opposite of what he said.
He wanted Yuki to find him and save him from himself…
He wanted Yuki to hold him close and tell him that he was loved…
He wanted Yuki to tell him that what his father, the monk, said wasn't true… that nothing mattered but their relationship…
He wanted Yuki…
Shuichi could feel the realization hit him like a ton of bricks, swirling inside his head and making him feel dizzier and dizzier until he the only thing he could do was grip the table that supported the telephone.
"Are you okay Shu?" Hiro asked him, concern etched in his face.
"Yeah… yeah, I'm fine," said Shuichi, putting on his 'genki' mask— an over-used masquerade of his— and grinning stupidly, refusing to let his best friend see the hurt in him.
"Are you sure about what you're doing Shu?"
Shuichi could only mumble a 'yes' before grabbing his bags and walking out the door.
He made his way to the train station, where he was sure that no one— not even his lover— could recognize him…
He was making an escape.
An escape from the harsh reality that his lover couldn't love him anymore…
Yuki stopped hitting the keys and paused to listen. He could have sworn someone was calling his name.
He boarded the train, unaware of the shadowed stranger that was watching his every move…
Yuki stopped again at the sound of the phone ringing. He muttered some sort of two-paragraph-long curse, saved his work and went to pick up the phone.
"What?" He greeted the unfortunate soul who was about to meet the wrath of Yuki Eiri.
"Eiri..."
"What do you want?"
"Is that boy still there?"
"No old man. He's probably at work."
Even when insulted, the monk couldn't help but smile, "I wouldn't count on that."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Watch your mouth," said his dad, "you'll know soon enough." Then he hung up.
Eiri glared at the phone.
Nobody hangs up on Yuki Eiri and gets away with it!
Eiri glared some more and saw that there was a message waiting to be played. Thinking that it was just his father's insanity, trying to get the best of him—
He deleted the message.