Sorry for putting this up late! It was saved in my laptop for quite a while, but I wasn't confident of putting it up. So I ended up thinking and thinking and editing it, adding stuff, subtracting stuff, multiply and divide… and I finally ended up with this. Hopefully all that editing wasn't for nothing… haha!
Just a note: Remember that Atsushi's full name is Suzuki Atsushi. Shuichi addresses Atsushi as "Suzuki-san"/Suzuki cos that's his last name. (Well, only Yuki addresses him as Atsushi.) Just wanted to write this note because Atsushi is a made-up character and you may get confused over his name and all…
So, just remember: Suzuki-san equals Atsushi.
DISCLAIMER: Gravitation does not belong to me. (Sigh...)
MOU ICHI DO
Chapter 11 --- A Passionate Moment
Shuichi sat down on the floor of his bedroom, leaning against the wall, breathing heavily. He then started knocking his head backward on the wall.
"What am I doing! Why did that happen! Why am I stuck here in Yuki's house all alone with him!" Shuichi chided himself repeatedly. "I'm such an idiot. I hope I didn't appear jealous back then… I've got no place or reason to be jealous anymore…"
But I… I'm… jealous... why?
Shuichi felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.
No! I'm not going to cry! I have no reason to cry! I have a girlfriend now.Forget the past! …I wonder what Yuki is doing now…
Shuichi had heard Yuki entering his own bedroom just earlier, the room beside his. Turning back to face the wall, he sighed softly, held out a hand onto the wall, and then leaning his cheek against the wall as well.
"Yuki…" He whispered longingly.
But what he couldn't and didn't know was that right on the other side of the wall where his hand and cheek were... there sat Yuki leaning against the wall too.
Yuki took a drag on his cigarette and closed his eyes, trying to compose himself.
They were only separated by a wall. (i.e. Shuichi would be leaning on Yuki's back if the wall were to disappear.)
Finally, Shuichi managed to pick himself up, before falling onto the bed. He buried his face in the pillows.
I should just sleep. Then morning will come soon and if the typhoon has died down, everything will be over… Sleep…
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
The wind was howling in the night as rain pounded hard against the windows. Shuichi groaned and turned in bed, opening one eye to stare at the digital clock nearby.
1:24am.
Argh! I can't sleep! It's too noisy with the wind and rain. And besides, after what happened just now… I really can't get to sleep!
Shuichi stared up at the ceiling. The more he stared, the more restless he felt, and the more he couldn't sleep. Giving up on sleep, he decided to go out and get a drink.
Yuki should be asleep by now… so I guess it's safe. Better not wake him up…
He cracked the door open just a little and stole a peek outside. It was dark and quiet.
Good. Now I'll have to be really quiet…
He moved as silently as he could to the kitchen and checked the refrigerator.
Sheesh! Yuki should stop drinking so much! There's only beer in here…
"But well, maybe some beer can help me get to sleep…" Shuichi shrugged and grabbed a few cans, proceeding to the living room, avoiding the mess of magazines and CDs spilled over the floor. Sitting on the couch, he opened one can and started sipping the cool bitter liquid. He grimaced at the first taste, but soon got used to it.
Soon, he was on to his second can. Getting extremely bored by now but still not sleepy, he switched on the TV at a low volume. There was some stupid old comedy on.
By the time he finished his second can of beer, he was giggling softly at the stupid antics of the actors in the show.
"…" Shuichi blinked as he heard a low rumble. "I'm hungry. Snacks… I wonder if Yuki has any snacks at home."
Back he went into the kitchen, searching through all the cupboards and eventually finding some butter cookies.
"Butter cookies? Yuki doesn't keep these things at home. Great… it must be that Suzuki Atsushi again…" Shuichi glared at the cookies, as if willing them to defend themselves. "Hmph! I'll just eat all of them!"
So he settled comfortably on the couch in the living room, in front of the TV, legs stretched out onto the coffee table, sipping his third can of beer, and devouring those cookies in triumph, giggling at times, getting louder and louder each time.
At last, he couldn't control himself and burst out laughing at the stupid comedy, spilling beer onto the carpet at the same time.
"Brat, what are you doing?" A cold steely voice cut Shuichi's laughter off.
Shuichi, who had been lying on the couch in a fit, looked up at the novelist through his tear-filled eyes from laughing. He frowned.
"Oh, hi Yukiiiiiiiiii! I'm watching this really funny show and I'm drinking beer and I'm eating up these devilish bad cookies bought by that irritating, bad Suzuki!" Shuichi giggled and held out his fourth can of beer to Yuki. "You want some, Yukiiiiii!"
A vein popped up on Yuki's forehead. He rubbed his temples and snapped: "Stop shouting! You're drunk. Why did you drink so much!"
Shuichi pouted. "I didn't drink that much yet. I'm not drunk, Yukiiii!"
Yuki stared hard at Shuichi. He's calling my name with that whiny but endearing tone again… just like he used to…
"Baka."
"…I haven't heard you call me that for ages!" Shuichi giggled again. "Come join me! It's a noisy, raining, scary night… I don't wanna be alone… " His eyes watered.
Yuki found it hard to resist the drunken boy. He took a can of beer from the coffee table, opened it and started drinking… and he reached for the cookies.
And that made Shuichi scream. "NOOOO! You can't eat those cookies! I don't allow you to eat those cookies! You're eating his stuff! I don't like you eating his stuff! I'll eat everything he buys you!"
And with that, Shuichi grabbed the remaining cookies and stuff all of it into his mouth, almost choking on them.
"What the hell are you doing! Don't scream! And what do you mean by that?" Yuki snapped, annoyed.
Shuichi pouted, fuming. He ran to the mess he created earlier and starting picking up all the magazines. Then, he threw them all into a rubbish bag and tied it up tightly.
"There! No more!" Shuichi beamed proudly.
"What did you do that for, you stupid brat!" Yuki glared at Shuichi who had just returned to the living room.
Shuichi fell down onto the floor beside Yuki, facing Yuki, giving him a sly triumph grin. "No more Suzuki. NO MORE!"
Yuki stared at Shuichi in shock. Had he been jealous all along?
Shuichi was still looking hard at Yuki defiantly, as if expecting an answer.
"Right… no more Atsushi…" Yuki breathed, and watched as Shuichi smiled widely in satisfaction.
"Buy strawberry Pocky for me the next time!" The brown hair boy then turned his attention back to the TV, reaching for another can of beer.
"Don't drink anymore." Yuki reached out and pulled the can away from Shuichi, wrapping his arms around the boy in the process.
"Hahahaha! This show is really funny! Haruko will definitely love it! She's always so crazy and easily amused and-" Shuichi broke off suddenly as he was forced to face Yuki.
Yuki held Shuichi's chin and gazed into Shuichi's violet orbs with his golden eyes.
"You know, it isn't fair that I'm not allowed to speak of Atsushi when you keep going on about your girlfriend…"
Shuichi blinked. "Huh?"
"No more Haruko."
"No… more… Haruko…?"
"That's right."
And Yuki leaned in, crushing his lips down upon Shuichi's.
Shuichi froze for a moment, before he pushed Yuki away. He stared wide-eyed in shock at Yuki.
"No, this isn't right… we shouldn't be kissing…" Shuichi looked at Yuki, confused and drunk.
"Why? Give me a reason why and I won't do it." Yuki leaned in again, breathing into Shuichi's ear.
"…"
"So then…" Yuki pressed his lips against Shuichi's again. The boy froze, but soon melted into the kiss, parting his lips to allow Yuki's tongue in.
2: 47am.
They were kissing deeply and passionately, just like they had in the past. Warm, wet tongues slid over each other and explored every corner of the mouth. Yuki slipped his hand under Shuichi's shirt, causing Shuichi to moan and fall back onto the floor with Yuki above him.
"Yuki…" Shuichi breathed as Yuki's lips moved down his neck slowly.
Yuki slid one hand down and tugged at the zip of Shuichi's pants. But before he could unzip them, Shuichi started struggling suddenly, pushing him away.
"What-!" Yuki jerked back in surprise.
"No… something's wrong… wrong, wrong!" Shuichi protested wildly in confusion.
Yuki frowned as Shuichi struggled to stand up.
"Something's really wrong… I don't remember what, but…" Shuichi wobbled weakly and then passed out, collapsing into Yuki's arms.
"…" Yuki gazed down at the sleeping boy in his arms, and cursed softly. "Stupid brat. Don't you know that I'll feel so rejected?"
But only silence answered him.
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Sunlight shone through the windows onto the sleeping boy as he awoke, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"Hmm… so warm…" Shuichi smiled and mumbled as he moved to leaned closer to Yuki…?
Shuichi jerked back in fright when he realized that he was sleeping on the carpet, with his head resting on Yuki's chest, and his arms all over Yuki…with the blonde holding him close too.
What! What happened! Why am I with Yuki! Sleeping with Yuki… OH NOOO! He looked down at himself, only to find his clothes all disheveled. What! Don't tell me… NO! It can't be! Ahhhh! Why did this happen to me! Why! Why! Why!
He was about to scream in horror when…
"Hnn…" Yuki turned and crack one eye open, and saw the pale and stunned Shuichi blushing and goggling at him. It took him a while to realize what was wrong. And when he did realized that, he sat up quickly and brushed a hand through his hair uneasily.
He was trying to come up with something to explain this situation when he saw Shuichi holding onto his head in pain.
"You're having a hangover? Serves you right for drinking so much last night. Why don't you go wash up while I find some painkillers?" Yuki got up and went to the kitchen, searching for painkillers.
Shuichi whimpered in pain and slowly followed Yuki.
"Here." Yuki handed Shuichi the lifesaver pills, along with a glass of water, and the singer popped a pill into his mouth obediently.
"Thanks…" Shuichi closed his eyes for a moment to rest. When he opened them again, he noticed the fallen CDs scattered over the floor. "I think I had better clear this before I tripped over them again…"
"I'll help."
Strange… where are all the magazines? Shuichi wondered briefly as he picked up the first CD. It was Bad Luck's debut album. He traced his fingers over his own beaming face on the cover, and then stared at Hiro's and Suguru's faces.
"Why won't you sing anymore?"
Shuichi jumped, startled at the sudden voice. He turned to look at Yuki.
"You scared me…" Shuichi muttered, turning back to the shelf, placing the CDs back in place.
"You didn't answer my question."
Shuichi paused for a slight moment, and then resume packing again.
After some time, he replied slowly: "…Singing isn't my first priority anymore..."
Yuki watched Shuichi intently. Did he really mean that?
Soon, all the CDs were back in place on the shelf.
"Why don't you go and wash up while I find some breakfast? You can use my bathroom. And if you need, I can lend you a change of clothes." Yuki suggested as he walked towards the kitchen.
"Ok…" Shuichi replied meekly and dragged himself towards Yuki's bedroom where the bathroom was located.
Once there, he turned on the tap and splashed some cool water onto his face. He turned to the shower.
Might as well… it would freshen me up. God…Did I do anything last night?
While showering, he tried very hard to recall what had happened last night. But this only succeeded in causing his head to ache more.
Argh… I give up! I simply can't remember a thing at all! Anyway, all I feel now is the pain in my head… if my body doesn't feel weird at all… it probably means that nothing happened… right? Yes! Nothing happened! Absolutely nothing! We just drank too much and got drunk! That must be all that happened. Nothing else!
He dried himself and got dressed, and realized that he had forgotten to bring one of Yuki's shirt in to change. He opened the bathroom door and peeked out to make sure that there wasn't anybody outside, before making his way out into the room. He hesitated while picking out one of Yuki's shirt to change into.
All of a sudden, the door burst open.
"Hey, do you want waffles or pancakes or omelette?" Yuki stepped in and froze when he saw Shuichi kneeling down in front of his wardrobe, half-dressed… or rather, half-naked.
Shuichi jumped and blushed and blushed and blushed and blushed, totally at a loss. Although he had his pants on and was only topless, he felt completely naked under Yuki's scrutiny.
"I-I-I'm s-so sorry… I-I didn't know which shirt to borrow…" Shuichi stuttered, keeping his eyes on Yuki's opened wardrobe all the while.
Shuichi jumped again and blushed even harder when he realized that Yuki was walking towards him. Furthermore, he almost cried out in surprise when Yuki stooped down next to him. He watched as Yuki reached into the wardrobe, brushing against his arm, causing his heart to flutter.
Oh god… oh god! What's this feeling in me! I shouldn't be thinking of such things! Shuichi squeezed his eyes shut. Yuki's so close! So close!
"Here. Put this on." Yuki whispered hoarsely… unintentionally, and passed Shuichi a white long sleeve shirt. "You messed up my whole wardrobe. Move away so that I can pack." Move away quick… or else I may…
Shuichi grabbed the shirt and retreated away from the wardrobe and Yuki.
Ding dong.
The doorbell rang suddenly, startling both of them.
"Would you get that for me? I want to get changed first." Yuki got up and headed for the bathroom without looking at the brown haired boy in the room.
"Ok…" Shuichi mumbled and hastily slipped into the clean shirt.
Ding dong…
"Argh… coming, coming!" He ran out of the room without buttoning up, leaving it to later.
Who could be here so early?
He turned the doorknob, opening the door to reveal a guy with black hair and violet eyes just like his.
Suzuki Atsushi.
… …
Shuichi froze. He felt like disappearing into a hole right then and there. Yet on the other hand, he was pissed.
The man stared down at Shuichi in surprise, and then smiled. "Sorry, I forgot my key…"
Shuichi was trying hard to restrain himself from slamming the door close. He mentally slapped himself and forced out a smile in return. "Hi… I was just…"
"You…" Atsushi examined Shuichi briefly.
What! Is there something dirty or strange on me? Shuichi looked down and realized… Oh shit! Yuki's shirt! I'm wearing Yuki's shirt! And it's still unbuttoned!
"I-I… It's not what it looks like! We didn't, didn't…! I mean…!" He stuttered and frantically wrapped the shirt over his exposed chest, blushing non-stop.
"What the heck are you doing here!" A steely voice cut in.
They turned their attention to the blonde novelist who had just appeared behind Shuichi, his arms crossed.
"Eiri-san, I'm here to see you since the storm has died down… and I wanted to prepare breakfast." Atsushi smiled gently in spite of the situation they are in.
Yuki caught Shuichi looking away in the corner of his eye.
Yuki narrowed his eyes. This is a very bad timing… for Atsushi to turn up here now… Then Shuichi…
He was about to chase Atsushi back when Shuichi interfered.
"Ah, sorry for keeping you at the door, Suzuki-san. You should come in. I'll be leaving soon since you said that the storm is over… You-"
Yuki gritted his teeth unhappily at Shuichi's words, and watched as Shuichi cupped his hands over his mouth. The next second, the boy had turned and dashed into Yuki's bedroom, to the bathroom.
Yuki frowned worriedly after Shuichi. It must be the alcohol and the cookies. Stupid kid. He shouldn't have drunk so much and ate a whole tin of cookies! And now I have to deal with Atsushi. This is so not my day…
"Is Shindou-san feeling alright?" Atsushi asked in concern as he made his way into the apartment.
"You-" Yuki was ready to snap but was interrupted again.
"You had better go check on him…" Atsushi smiled gently. "And in the meantime, I'll prepare breakfast."
Yuki sighed. I give up. This guy doesn't plan to leave at all!
Why did Shuichi invite him in anyway? Yuki turned and headed for Shuichi. He'll just be a hindrance.
Wait… Yuki froze temporarily. A hindrance to what! What am I thinking of!
He shook his head to clear his mind and proceeded on towards his bedroom where his ex-lover was.
xXx TBC xXx
So how's this chapter? Hope you guys liked it!
I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible… it'll deal with AtsushiYukiShuichi… most probably!
Sigh… I need to find some job to support my anime/manga obsession! Sigh…
Oh! And about Haruko? It's in the next chapter, butI might as well say this now: yes, the fact that Shu FORGOT to call her shows that they're not that close. Shu already admitted in his POV in the earlier chapter that he feels that he's closer to Akiha than Haruko. Anyway, how can he remember Haruko when an extremely delicious Yuki is right there before him! Hahaha!