Disclaimer: I do not own any of Gravitation.
Summary: Hiro and Suguru finally get to rehearsals, but Suguru is sick, and Shuichi keeps teasing Hiro about something. I don't imagine work will be the result of this, do you? But maybe something else will be accomplished.
Beginning Note: Due to complaining (points at her friend, Ichigo-chan); this chapter will have no thought dialogue. Happy?! No, I'm just kidding. But really, I was tired of the symbols I was forced to use due to the formatting problem. So enjoy the plain dialogue! In real life all that thinking would be extremely uncomfortable silence anyway. Sorry this wasn't posted sooner, I've had it done almost a week, but I was unable to reach and then there was another problem with the upload. But here it is now, so enjoy!
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If Only I Could Tell You - Chapter 3
After a few flights of stairs and a little struggling on Suguru's part, they finally reached the room they were all meeting in. K was there but he stayed silent, nodding his acknowledgement of their arrival. They both sat down with a sigh. Hiro looked Suguru over feeling absolutely horrible, thinking maybe it would have been best not to have picked him up at all. Not many would have considered the ride over romantic, whether that was the original intent or not.
"Can I get you something?" Hiro asked from the opposite side of the table. "Water maybe?"
"Water would be nice," Suguru said with a hint of cheerfulness. Hiro smiled as he left the room heading to the water machine. Suddenly he felt a breeze hit him and turned to see Suguru run to the bathroom.
"I really don't see how he could get that sick from a motorcycle ride," Hiro commented to himself as he returned to the room with the water. Soon a little figure busted through the door, but it wasn't Suguru, it was Shuichi with a blast of energy as usual. He continued the routine by tackling the guitarist, sprawling both of them all over the floor in a rather compromising position and clinging to him tightly.
"Hello Hiro!" shouted the silly pink haired boy with extreme enthusiasm. "You miss me?!"
"As always," replied Hiro with a chuckle.
Shuichi finally jumped off of Hiro and sat at the table eying the cup of water. "Oh goody, I was getting thirsty." Before Hiro could say anything Shuichi emptied the entire glass with a smile. "Thanks!" Hiro let out a sigh and went to get another glass for Suguru. Shuichi was about to follow when K jumped between them, blocking Shuichi's path and putting him at point blank of his gun.
"Hey, I've warned you before," K reminded with a huge grin, waving his gun at Shuichi. "What's your excuse this time, couldn't find your pants?" He let out a sinister laugh. Shuichi began to blush.
"Well, since you mention that." K stopped laughing.
Just sit down and try to be on time for once! It's really hard to make any music or write any songs without knowing how you will sound you know. You put the two together, it doesn't work otherwise and you know that doesn't work with me." K let his finger slide over the length of his gun.
Shuichi nodded nervously and sat down in the seat at the end of the table so he would be between Hiro and Suguru who were facing each other. Hiro came in with more water and sat down. K eyed the two for a while noticing the empty seat. He went to polishing his gun while they waited for Suguru.
"Where is Suguru?" asked K practicing aiming his gun. "Shuichi is bad enough with not coming on time. We don't need Suguru disappearing before we even start."
"He's sick," answered Hiro. "He's probably still in the bathroom." He could hear K sigh, which was followed by Shuichi's verbal curiosity.
"Why's he sick?" was Shuichi's question.
"I gave him a ride on my bike."
"I ride your bike all the time and I have no problem."
"You also ride roller coasters whenever you get the chance and don't have problems most of the time. He probably gets motion sickness."
Just then Suguru walked in holding his stomach. He looked a little better though. He sat in his seat facing Hiro placing his hands flat on the table with a deep exhale. K stood and left the room to get the recording room ready for practice. The three boys just sat there for a moment without saying anything which was unusual for Shuichi. Hiro reached for Suguru's hand gently, blushing slightly as he did.
"Are you feeling better?" Hiro questioned Suguru.
"Yes, much better," Suguru replied shyly.
Both stared at each other, their skins a bright, lively shade of red. Shuichi's eyes went wide and he looked back and forth between the two slightly confused. Then as though hit with a shock of electricity he began grinning, looking suspiciously at the two. He could tell what was going on.
"Um… I need some more water," Suguru suddenly commented.
"Here," said Hiro jumping to his feet and reaching for the cup. "I can get that for you."
"That's ok, really."
Suguru got up and left for more water. Hiro watch him leave for a moment before he sat back down. Shuichi stared down at his tapping fingers sadly. Hiro looked at him, raising an eyebrow and tipping his head sideways.
"Shuichi? What's wrong?"
"Oh Hiro, why didn't you tell me? I thought we were friends, you could've trusted me!" Shuichi was standing up in his chair looking at Hiro with begging eyes. "I'm an angel with information such as this." He pressed his hands together probably trying to resemble an angel like he claimed to be. Hiro swore he saw horns himself.
"What?! What are you talking about?"
Shuichi narrowed his eyes, pouting, pointing his finger at his friend. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. You have a crush on Suguru and didn't even tell me! To think I told you about my feelings with Yuki before anyone else, even before him."
Hiro stood up and slammed the pink headed "angel" into the table head first, glaring down at him. "First of all you did not tell me I figured it out. Second, how the hell do you know I have a crush on him?!"
Shuichi smiled slyly. "You mean it's supposed to be a secret, because it didn't look like you were trying to hide it."
Hiro blushed. Shuichi grinned widely as he rubbed the sour spot on his head. They both sat back down calmly. Shuichi observed Hiro through the corner of his eye. The guitarist slouched, laying his head over his arms, hair laying out everywhere on the table.
"I see you looking at me Shuichi! What is it?"
Shuichi tapped his index fingers together. "I was just wondering how long you two have been …?"
Hiro clenched his teeth with a fierce look in his eyes. "Been what? No wait… I don't even want to know what's on that mind of yours."
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, playing an innocent smile on his face. "I was just wondering how long you've been going out."
"Yeah, sure you did," the burgundy haired boy said skeptically. "Well the answer is we haven't been."
Suguru returned to the room sipping at his water. He looked up and almost dropped his water looking at the two other boys. Hiro flushed, teeth clenched and panting; while Shuichi was grinning with a bruise on his head. Suguru stared at the two for a moment. He calmly closed his eyes with a smile as he sat down. "Seems like I missed something interesting."
Shuichi spoke almost interrupting Suguru, with a question. "Suguru?"
"Yes?" said the younger boy still sipping at his water.
"Hiro-won't-answer-my-questions-so-will-you-tell-me-how-long-you-two …."
Hiro tackled Shuichi, covering his mouth. Suguru looked at them with wide eyes. He narrowed them slightly when his gaze met Hiro's. His eyes searched for some answers.
"He means how long we took to get here," said Hiro slightly panicked. "Shuichi here was thinking about driving, but I told him he doesn't need to be getting behind the wheel. I didn't think you needed to be bothered with his silly questions or even try to follow at the rate he was talking." Suguru stared for a moment.
"Right …" the teal haired boy said, not too sure he wanted to know anymore of what was going on. Just then, K came in and as always started pointing his shinning silver gun at the boys. They all jumped, backing away slightly. "What did we do now?!"
"Oh nothing Suguru," K said with his usual full face grin. "It's someone else this time. Someone made a mess of the studio. I tried to get someone to clean it up, but it seems even the electrical system is a mess and I can't be having anyone electrocuted can I? Then what would I practice aiming at, it's just not as effective pointing at the wall." The blonde began laughing hysterically. The others cringed, backing away more.
"S … so what are we going to do?" asked Shuichi slightly afraid of gaining the gun's attention and even more so of getting the gunman's.
K closed his eyes and scratched his head with the back of his handgun. "I guess you go out and find something to do." As he scratches his head he pulls the trigger, shooting the wall and startling everyone in hearing distance. "While I'm here getting someone to fix the damages around here. Yeah, there are a lot of problems to be fixed. Every problem except the person who was in the studio without permission, they're mine!" Again he aimed the gun. This time closing one eye and gesturing a shot. The three boys ducked and snuck out with their things while the gun junky continued laughing out of control.
"If you ask me that guy's brain is getting worse with his age," noted Shuichi pointing back to the room they just left, still filled with laughter. He was walking between the two other boys and wrapped an arm around each. "So what shall we do with all this extra time?" he asked nudging Hiro with a wink. Hiro just gritted his teeth and endured his pink headed friend's teases and gestures, like he usually did. "Why Hiro, are you blushing?"
Suguru giggled for the first time today. It was sweet to Hiro's ears and he couldn't help but smile. "Well I don't know about you guys," Suguru began, "but I didn't begin the day with a big breakfast, and I've lost what I did have. Now that I feel better, I'd really like to get something to eat." He gave a weary smile holding his stomach, this time out of hunger.
"Hear that Hiro?" nudged Shuichi. "We should go out to brunch! I know just where to go too." He hopped off dragging Suguru by the hand. Hiro gave a weird look at the two, trying to keep close. He was afraid Shuichi would try to tell Suguru his idea of what was going on between them. To Hiro, nothing was going on and he wasn't sure anything would, but there was no need for his best friend to humiliate him to death before he was able to make his feelings known.
When they got to the door Hiro pulled out their silly excuse for disguises. They were used to keep away their fans, which beyond their knowledge was an impressive number and growing. They were simply hats, sunglasses and wigs Shuichi suggested but wouldn't even wear on his own head.
Shuichi lead the way to this place he had in mind to go eat. The other two watched as the hat on Shuichi's head was begging to get away from his wild head of hair. With his unique energy and unmatchable pink hair, Shuichi wasn't exactly hard to spot. That's why Hiro and Suguru had decided some time ago that they would dump all morals and run for it if Shuichi was ever spotted. Yes, cruel, but not as cruel as crazy fans, especially ones that don't have their autograph book and must take some part of the star instead. Parts included clothes, any belongings on them at the time, hair and even a limb if they could manage. They both at least had a chance, but when someone saw Shuichi there was no doubt in the person's mind it was him. Yet, he was the most relaxed when in public out of the three of them, go figure.
They stopped in front of a small restaurant, the pink headed singer dragging the other two in behind him. They all sat at a booth towards the back of the place. Shuichi determined to have the other two as close as possible by taking room up himself with his long, lanky legs. Hiro glared at him, somewhat aware of what his friend was up to. He sighed as he sat between the two smaller boys. A waitress came and got their orders as soon as they had all sat down. Shuichi ordered a strawberry milkshake, to no one's surprise; Suguru ordered a grilled cheese sandwich and soda; and Hiro had a cheeseburger and fries.
"Shuichi is that all you're having?" asked Suguru looking at the milkshake the other boy was slurping at.
Shuichi gave a speedy nod with a giddy look of joy. "I already had breakfast this morning," he boasted as he squirmed with delight. "Yuki made it for me!"
"Sorry I asked," the younger boy commented. Hiro snickered as the singer pouted from across the table at Suguru.
After a while they all got done with their food simply talking a bit. They didn't usually have time like this. Then again people didn't usually trash the studio they used. Hiro and Suguru got so caught up in a conversation they didn't notice Shuichi sneak away with his things, leaving them alone together. The two were really enjoying themselves, laughing and talking. Hiro managed to look at his watch and realize what time it was. The sky was darkening and the sun was nearly setting.
"Man, we've been here a while," he said with a smile. "Hey Shuichi …. Where did he go?"
"I didn't even see him leave," said Suguru, slightly dumbfounded.
"Oh well, lets go. I'll walk you home. Don't want you getting sick again on my bike."
Suguru nodded, his skin turning rosy. They got up, grabbing their things and left the diner. Out of nowhere Hiro feels something under his feet, but is too late not to trip over it. He falls forward into Suguru, causing the two to crash to the ground, spread out all over each other. The streets were pretty empty and quiet, aside from a small figure next to the doorway of the diner, giggling. The two boys looked at each other for a moment, completely embarrassed. Hiro got up off Suguru nervously and helped the other boy up. Both turned to find Shuichi playing the angel again.
"What's the big idea Shuichi?!" Hiro shouted disturbing the silence of the streets.
"Big idea of what?" he asked shrugging his shoulders as though confused.
"You know exactly what. Why did you trip me?!"
"Are you causing trouble?" asked a voice from behind them. "You must be causing trouble to have called me out here to pick you up. Otherwise you would have just walked."
"Yuki!!!" shouted Shuichi jumping at his lover. "I knew you'd come for me!" While his little lover was half way in the air, Yuki moved slightly to the side. Instead of meeting the body of Yuki, Shuichi crashed into the mailbox that was behind him. Yuki picked him up with an exasperated sigh and took him to the car. Shuichi clung to him a moment before dropping into the passenger seat.
"Hey wait Shuichi, answer my question!" shouted Hiro.
"Bye Hiro," he called back. "Have fun with Suguru!"
"Why must you be so loud and annoying?" asked Yuki in his cold harsh tone from the driver's seat.
The two lovers drove off leaving the other two boys alone together. It was inevitable, they had a permanent blush. Hiro stuck his hands in his pockets nervously while Suguru timidly scratched the back of his head. Neither really said anything, just started walking.
"Um … Suguru?" Hiro finally spoke up.
"Yeah?"
"Oh, never mind." Hiro grimaced. He was so close to telling him.
They were getting closer and closer to the house. The walk had been silent for the most part. Despite the silence it seemed like they had only walked for a few minutes. Reaching the front of the house Hiro tried to tell him something again, but found his voice shot. Suguru stared at his feet for a while before he decided to say something.
"Hiro I like you!" he suddenly blurted out not really thinking of what he just said.
The guitarist didn't really comprehend it either, and began nervously laughing. "I would hope so since we work together as friends." He settled his laughing and smiled. "I like you too Suguru."
"No, I mean I … I really … really …" The keyboardist found a lump forming in his throat. "I really like you Hiro!" His mouth hung open in shock at his own words as he looked up at his fellow band mate. His eyes were filled with affection, and Hiro saw this. Neither could find the words. Suguru's eyes began to water as he turned and headed to his house. "I'm-sorry-I-don't-know-why-I-said-that-or-how-I-expected-you-to-react-differently." He suddenly felt a hand on his arm, turning him back around.
"Could it be you said it because you mean it?" Hiro asked, staring down at Suguru with warm eyes. "And did you think I would react like this …?" He pulled him closer, locking lips with the younger boy sweetly. Soft, wet lips mingled together between them passionately. Slight groans escaped both as they groped each other gently. They pulled away from each other, eyes cloudy and breath short as they looked at each other tenderly.
"That was …" Suguru paused.
"… Amazing?" asked Hiro leaning in for another kiss.
Their lips touched once more. This time was even better than before as both were fully aware of what they felt for one another. The whole world seemed to disappear as Suguru's mouth fully opened to Hiro. They completely forgot all of where they were and what was going on, except that they were finally together. Their bodies pressed roughly against each other as they indulged themselves in each other's taste. Hiro suddenly felt his pants tighten and was force to take control of himself and pull Suguru away. He found it even harder as he looked at him, seeing the craving gaze the younger boy was giving him.
"Goodnight," said Hiro with a little hesitation.
"Goodnight," said a dreamy eyed Suguru. "Wait … goodnight?"
"Yes, we need to stop for tonight."
Suguru smiled. "Yes, of course. Goodnight."
They kissed once more for the night, finding it hard to pull away, but Suguru was the one to take the initiative this time. He looked up at Hiro and turned towards his house. This time Hiro didn't stop him, he just stood and watched. The little keyboardist stopped at the door and turned around with a smile; a true smile that was full of sincere joy. That one moment, to Hiro, made up for all those painful moments of hidden sorrow he saw in the boy's eyes. He wondered if he had caused any of that sorrow for him and hoped he could make it up to him someday.
Suguru continued inside, regretting he let Hiro stop them. He held his chest as he went upstairs for a cold shower before bed. Outside the guitarist started walking back to where his bike was. He knew it would be a long walk, but it was worth what he had gotten for coming all this way. The streets were pretty empty and quiet, aside from the grinning Hiro, listening to the loud rhythmic beating of his own heart.
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Ending Note: Awww, it's all come together. I hope the romance was good. I can think about it all the time, but I'm not sure if I can write it very well. I can't see more then two more chapters right now and chapter 5 would be a struggle. Who knows? I do these one at a time. So I hope to have 4 up soon and maybe things for chapter 5 will come to mind. I plan for a slight lemon in chapter 4, not sure how graphic it'll turn out though or even how far really. Hope you enjoyed and will review!
SD: Also I didn't mean anything bad about K's age. I find him to be extremely sexy, it wouldn't matter his age!
K: (Puts his gun down) That's better!
SD: Like you had to point that thing at me to get me to say that.
K: You mean I didn't?
SD: Nope, I really meant it.
K: Well you made a nice target. (Raises his gun again)
SD: Put that down! Or I'll change my mind about writing you into a romance.
K: With whom?
SD: I'm not telling. I wouldn't make them anyone bad, not that any of them are.
K: Maybe I want them bad.
SD: Not that kind of bad!!!
K: OK, OK, would it help if I said you were a cute target?
SD: Not enough to make me want to keep looking into the end of your gun.
K: Fine! (Puts gun back down)
SD: Good boy. It's OK with me if you're insane.
K: (Nuzzles his gun)
SD: I hope that thing isn't loaded! Run my readers, before the trigger gets pulled!!!