Note: If I make spelling or grammar mistakes, please forgive me. I can't see right at the moment, I had been in the pool all day.
The hyperactive singer of Nittle Grasper had pulled Shuichi quickly out of the door, letting Yuki gather is thoughts without being forced to play twenty questions. Hey, even Ryuichi used his brain once in awhile. Gripping Shuichi's hand tightly he wondered down the streets looking quickly; back and forth to each and every restaurant in site.
After 15 minutes of silence, and Ryuichi constantly mumbling to the pink rabbit that was gathered up in his arms, Shuichi decided to speak up, "Ryu?" He asked before pausing to see if Ryuichi would reply, "Where are we going?" He asked, a bit confusion in his voice.
"To get something to eat, silly." Ryuichi said quickly before tugging on Shuichi's arm to signal him to turn, "I told you that before we left Mr. Yuki's house." He said before pulling Shuichi into a restaurant.
Shuichi's spirits were a bit low, he knew that Ryuichi had to be keeping something from the pink haired singer. "You seemed to pull me out of there quite… quickly." The singer pointed out.
Ryuichi turned his head over to Shuichi, his smile seemed to snap into place, "I don't know what you're talking about." He paused a quick thought came to mind, "I was just so happy to see you I suppose I was so excited to hang out with you today."
Ryuichi shoved Shuichi into a seat and sat down in the chair across Shuichi, his plastic smile not moving a bit. "So, how have you been Shuichi?" He asked cheerfully, trying to make conversation as they waited for a waiter to take their order.
Shuichi noticed the change in Ryuichi's behavior and just decided to play along. Shuichi sat there for a second, his violet eyes looking at the pattern on the table cloth. Ryuichi tilted his head, crushing the soft pink bunny that rested on his shoulder. After a few minutes of the silence Ryuichi decided to speak up.
"Shuichi?" Ryuichi asked waving a hand in front of his face trying to get him to look up from the cloth.
Shuichi quickly looked up, his violet eyes wide open in surprised for a moment, completely mad at himself for ignoring Ryuichi like that. Shuichi gave a weak smile, "I'm sorry, I suppose…" His voice trailed off for a moment to find a excuse, "I'm just out of it today." He finished adding a nervous laugh.
Ryuichi's eyes grew a bit sad and his smile faded, "Maybe you'd like to go home and get from rest?" He suggesting, figuring that Yuki had gathered himself up and gotten rid of the bloody towel that he used to wipe his hands off with.
Shuichi gave a heavy sigh looking back down at the pattern of the table cloth, "I think that'd be best right about now…" He said bringing up a hand and running it through his thin hair. "My head is in the clouds today…" Shuichi took a deep breath, "After what happened last night."
The brown haired singer knew better than to ask what had happened. Soon Ryuichi started thinking about what could have possibly happened that would make Shuichi such a gloomy-guss. Shuichi was always somehow always happy, even when he wanted and needed to cry, he always had that bright and encouraging smile on his face.
Ryuichi dished out the best smile he could and said, "Alright." He said before standing up right before the waitress came. He turned his head over to the waitress and said, "Sorry, my friend isn't feeling well so we're leaving." Ryuichi sounded like a normal person at that moment.
Shuichi stood up and said, "Sorry if we caused any inconvenience." He bowed before turning to leave the restaurant.
After quickly leaving, Shuichi and Ryuichi turned to each other.
"Sorry about this, I just need a bit of alone time." Shuichi said bowing his head.
"It's ok." Ryuichi smiled, "I'm sure Tohma wants me back at the recording studio anyway. We were recording something before I got bored and rushed out." He gave a nervous laugh rubbing the back of his head, Kumagoro laid on his belly on the singer's head.
Shuichi laughed, "Alright, later." He said, his voice not so enthusiastic.
With a wave from Ryuichi they both went their separate ways. Shuichi heading straight home.
Sounds of computer keys echoed silently through out the house of Yuki's. Inside of his work room was Yuki busily typing away at his keyboard. The sounds came to a quick halt and Yuki stared blankly at his computer screen. Yuki released a sigh and ran a hand through his thin blonde hair, he was too stressed to work. His hand came to his face as he leaned back on his leather chair and looked up at the blank ceiling. He covered his face with his hand and pondered for a few seconds.
"Maybe I should quit for today.." Yuki muttered releasing a heavy sigh and grabbing his pack of cigarettes and pulling one out. After lighting it up and inhaling Yuki continued to blankly stare at the ceiling. Stressing wasn't going to help his problem any, Yuki new that all to well, but he couldn't help it.
Yuki sat for 20 minutes just staring blankly at the ceiling before the creaks of the front door opening diverted his attention to his office door. Shuichi appeared a little after that, under his eyes were a bit swollen from crying on the way home.
"Looks like your in the same mood as me." Yuki said sitting up in his seat and putting his cigarette out.
"Seems to be.." Shuichi silently said. His voice was a bit squeaky from his sobs. "What's going on Yuki?" Shuichi asked stepping into the room and taking a seat by Yuki.
"Nothing Shuichi, I'm fine." Yuki stared at his computer screen, trying not to make eye contact with his lover.
Shuichi shifted his eyes to the floor and gave a silent sigh, "Oh.. Alright." He said not wanting to argue with the novelist. He stood up from his seat and said, "I'll go to bed now, I wouldn't want to bug you."
Ask Shuichi turned to leave Yuki grabbed Shuichi's wrist and said, "Actually, I think I need some company right about now." He gave a small smile and tugged Shuichi over to make him sit on his lap.
"Now," Yuki said resting his chin on the singer's shoulders, "What's wrong with you, Shuichi." He said pointing out, "Your not yourself."
Shuichi bit his lip and looked at the floor, "I suppose I'm a bit.." He couldn't find the word.
"Gloomy, not yourself, depressed?" Yuki questioned wrapping his arms around the singer's tiny waist, "Stop me when I'm close." He teased.
"All of the above." Shuichi said giving a weak laugh.
A few moments of silence hung in the air.
"Yuki..?" Shuichi asked.
"Hm?"
Shuichi took a deep breath before he took a few minutes to find his words, "Well.. Um.." Shuichi said hesitating a bit, "You know how I fell last night?"
Yuki nodded.
"Well.." Shuichi said his voice growing light, "When I fell, the medicine cabinet opened and spilt everything everywhere.."
Yuki stared at Shuichi waiting for him to go on.
Shuichi took a few breaths to hold back tears, "And while putting everything back I found a medicine bottle and I was wondering, what is that?" Shuichi started to ramble, "Because if you had some type of sickness or something, I'd like to know. So I can help you through it and I wouldn't worry more and if something happened to you--"
Shuichi was stopped short as Yuki brought his face over to pull into a tight kiss. Tears flew down Shuichi's face. He tried to stop them, but they just flowed freely that they couldn't stop on command. Yuki pulled away.
"Don't worry. My doctor just subscribed something to me for my.." Yuki quickly said what ever came first to mind, "Allergies." He finished.
Shuichi gave a sigh and sniffed a bit, "Alright, if that's all I suppose I'll get to bed." He said the tears slowing down, he was so afraid that Yuki had some serious illness that it could become life-threatening situation.
Shuichi stood up once again to head for the couch, his bed, before Yuki stood up and stopped him again, "You're sleeping with me tonight." He said softly feeling bad about lying to his lover. And about something that could kill him.
And with that, the two headed off for bed.
Cat: Sorry if it was short.. And the characters seemed a bit OoC. I'm very sorry! I promised to update this for Linda. I never break a promise. Ok.. Maybe sometimes. I'll try to be on tomorrow to update, and possibly start a new story and clean out the old ones. Oh! And I'm 14 now. Yay! X3! Well, I'll be seeing you guys later.
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