Blindsided

by Kibethan

[COMPLETE] Yuki isn't exactly a favorite in the public's eye, so his editor decides to shape him up to seem like a good guy by volunteering him to volunteer at a hospital. What will happen when he meets a particularly interesting patient by the name of S

14. Eep

Title: Blindsided

By: Kibethan

Disclaimer:looks around stuff on bed: I have…A Decemberists C.D., another Decemberists C.D., American Idiot, A giant Fukuyama Masaharu thing that looks like a record but is actually a C.D., a T.M. Revolution C.D., some kanji flashcards, my keys, a giant Pikachu pillow and all of my bedding. Strangely enough, the rights to Gravitation I still have not received. I wonder if Murakami-san has sent them yet…

Summary: Yuki isn't exactly a favorite in the public's eye; so his editor decides to shape him up to seem like a good guy by volunteering him to volunteer at a hospital. What will happen when he meets a particularly interesting patient by the name of Shindou Shuichi?

Half-warning: Beware of swearing, yaoi, and mad out-of-characterness. Sorry about it. But it IS an AU story…:sweatdrops:

Chapter 14

Eep

Tohma and Mika had arrived at Yuki's house the day before, and man, it had been incredibly chaotic. Yuki couldn't remember the last time that his house had had that many people in it. Tohma and Mika had exclaimed when they saw that Yuki had a black eye, but Yuki had managed to convince them that it wasn't that big of a deal. However, is mind had been whirling because he had had to find places for everybody to sleep.

As he had predicted before, most of the people had ended up on the floor, and sadly, that included him as well. There was only one bed in his house and since there was a married couple staying with them, Yuki had done something entirely out of character and let Mika and Tohma take his bed. This meant though, that he still had to place three people; Tatsuha, Shuichi, and himself. He had one couch and since Shuichi was blind, he automatically it got it.

Yuki and Tatsuha were stuck on the floor in the living room. Yuki had actually had to go out and buy more comforters since there weren't enough for everybody. It had been hell too, since it was getting close to Christmas.

At first, Mika and Tohma had been a little bit unwary of Yuki sharing his house with another male, particularly, an underage male. The look that Mika had given him was so accusing that Yuki knew he would have nightmares for a long time about it. Surprisingly enough, it was actually Tatsuha that had been able to convince the couple that there was absolutely nothing going on between Yuki and Shuichi.

And so here he was today.

Yuki's mind was racing at a hundred miles an hour. He had one day, just one day to find all of the gifts that he needed to get for everybody. Putting off all the gift buying had not been in his plan, but in his defense, a lot had been going on and he just hadn't had the time. The old Yuki would have just said, "screw it", but the new Yuki knew that he had to get at least something little for everybody that was coming to his house for Christmas. This included (but was not limited to) Tatsuha, Mika, Tohma, and, of course, Shuichi.

Mika was going to be easy to shop for. He just needed to grab her some sort of perfume or soap. He almost giggled when he thought about what would happen if she took the gifts to mean that she smelled bad –which he didn't mean, of course.

Tatsuha would also be easy to shop for. That boy was so obsessed with Ryuichi Sakuma that all Yuki needed to do would be to get him a magazine with Ryuichi on the cover and he would freak out. This was if Tatsuha hadn't already gotten the magazine for himself. Actually, Yuki though, it wouldn't really matter if he had. Once when Yuki had gone into Tatsuha's room, he had noticed and remarked on the fact that Tatsuha had more than one copy of the same magazine. Tatsuha had just giggled and murmured, "Ryuichi," under his breath.

Tohma was going to be a little bit more difficult to shop for. He was such a hardass and already had everything that he could ever need. What could Yuki possibly get that would make him any happier than he already was? Actually, when Yuki thought about it, just about anything would make Tohma happy if it came from Yuki. Yuki was quite aware of how much Tohma loved him, even if he himself didn't want him to.

Then there was Shuichi. Of course, he knew exactly what he was going to get Shuichi, but he wasn't quite sure how he was going to go about doing. He sighed. He was going to be on the phone a lot and he knew it. This was, of course, if Mika ever got off the phone. She'd been on practically nonstop since arriving, after, shudder, that accusatory glare, insisting that she call her friends and tell them that she'd arrived safely. Of course, for every friend she called to reassure, it meant an hour on the phone being filled in with the latest gossip.

Yuki thought again to how he had let it get so late. Only one day left? The stores would be absolutely packed. He had thought it was bad when he was going to get that teddy bear for Shuichi, this was going to be way worse.

Yuki sighed again. He was bored as hell and all he wanted to do was procrastinate more, but time was something that he definitely didn't have. A little while ago Tohma and Tatsuha had taken Shuichi out so that they could go Christmas shopping. At first, Yuki had refused; he was becoming more protective of Shuichi than he ever thought that was possible.

Any number of things could happen to them while they were out and about. Eventually, though, Tohma had convinced him that it was okay for Shuichi to go with him. He promised that whenever they were out in public, that he or Tatsuha would keep a hand on Shuichi's shoulder or something. Yuki was happy that he hadn't said he would hold his hand. Even though he knew he was being silly (and a wee bit weird) he felt that Shuichi's hand belonged to him and him alone.

But now what to do? Mika was chattering on the phone with one of the friend's that she hadn't been able to contact the day earlier. Yuki was very close to just kicking her off the phone. But he didn't because he knew that if he did he was incur the wrath of his sister, something he did not want to do. He knew that she had the ability to make his life a living hell, even if Tohma did come to his rescue.

It occurred to Yuki then that he might never get a chance to use the phone. If that happened, then he wouldn't have a gift for Shuichi. That could never, ever happen. He glanced into the kitchen where the phone was. Mika was sitting on one of the chairs, talking her friends while examining her nails.

She didn't look she was going to be getting off the phone anytime soon.

Another sigh escaped Yuki's lips. He would just have to do things the hard way; he was going to have to go out and search for the people he wanted to call down because there was no way he was ever going to get on the phone. And heck, while he was out he might be able to pick up all those other gifts that he needed to get too. He grabbed the phone book that had the addresses of the places that he needed to go and left the apartment without saying goodbye to Mika.

Ten hours later Yuki walked back in the door of his flat. His arms held many bags and there was a sort of smile on his face. He had been quite successful in what he was doing for once. It had taken a while to locate whom he needed to talk to, but he eventually had and everything was all set.

And talk to a lot of people he had. Somehow he had even managed to talk to people that he never thought he ever would have been able to get a hold of or find, and they said that they would come. After he had found everybody to talk to, he had abandoned the phone book in a trashcan, vowing never to carry one around again. Do you know how heavy those things are when you're carrying them around?

The gifts that he had gotten for everybody had been wrapped, so when he walked in the door nobody would know what he was carrying. It was perfect.

He opened the door and walked into his apartment.

"YUUKKII-KUN!" Yuki heard someone yell. He dropped his packages and put his hands over his ears, happy that he had bought nothing really breakable. The yell had been really loud. "YUUUKKII-KUN!" The voice shouted again. Yuki turned just in time to see Shuichi running right towards him with a gigantic grin on his face.

"Guess what, guess what, guess what!" Shuichi started talking really fast. It was a first for Yuki. He couldn't really remember the last time he had seen Shuichi so excited. Even when he had taken him out, Shuichi hadn't been quite this animated.

"Um…what?" he asked, slightly confused.

"I had so much fun with Tohma and Tatsuha! They are so nice! We went everywhere and did everything and got presents for everyone! It was so awesome!"

Yuki raised an eyebrow and casually tossed a questioning glance to Tohma when he saw him enter the room. There was a small grin on his face that suggested that he had had fun too.

"And then, and then, and then," Shuichi continued, "and then we wrapped all the presents! I even got to help!"

Shuichi's happiness was contagious and soon Yuki found himself smiling, listening –weirdly enough- intently to Shuichi's tale of what they had done that day.

All of a sudden, Shuichi became really solemn. "…and then we came home and you weren't here. When I asked where you had gone Mika-san said she didn't know and that you had left a long time ago. What if you had been hurt? Or what if you didn't come back? I kept thinking that you had left until Tohma had assured me that you would come back--"

Yuki patted Shuichi on his head, startling the boy and causing him to look up fast and stop his rant.

"Silly boy, I always come back," he explained, not for the first time. He was surprised when he saw that tears had begun to form in Shuichi's eyes when he had said he had came home and Yuki wasn't there. He wasn't exactly sure what to do, so he looked over at Tohma, but Tohma had conspicuously left the room.

Sighing, for about the millionth time that day, Yuki wrapped his arms around Shuichi. It seemed to be the best way to get Shuichi to believe that he was, indeed, right there and that he wouldn't be going away anytime soon.

Shuichi relaxed into his arms. Yuki needed to figure out a way to get the atmosphere back to the level of happiness that it had been.

Happiness is addicting and he wanted more of it.

"Okay!" he shouted, unwrapped his arms from around Shuichi. "We're going to play a game."

Shuichi turned his head toward him, confused.

"It's called…umm…SMILEY! The goal of this game is to get people to smile." As anybody would be able to tell, Yuki was making this up as he went and he was having a hard time deciding what to do. Suddenly, it hit him. An evil grin spread across his face.

"Smi…ley?" Shuichi questioned kind of confused. "Wha-?" he was cut off when Yuki tackled him and started tickling him.

"It's like this!" Yuki said, continuing on tickling him. Instantly, Shuichi began laughing as Yuki's hands attacked his sides. He became breathless as Yuki's attack continued. And Yuki was relentless. He wouldn't stop until he was positive that Shuichi wasn't able to breath any longer. Even then, he continued on savagely tickling Shuichi. He only stopped when Tohma walked in the room to investigate the mad laughter that was coming from the living room.

"I win," Yuki said smugly.

Shuichi glared evilly at Yuki.

"That's not fair! You got the jump on me!" Shuichi pouted, crossing his arms across chest. It looked comical, seeing as Shuichi was still lying on the ground and Yuki couldn't help but snicker.

"What's going on, here?" Tohma asked. Both Yuki and Shuichi jumped; they had forgotten that there was another person in the room. Shuichi had an excuse –I mean, he couldn't see, but Yuki was standing facing Tohma and he still forgot.

"Nothing, nothing," Yuki hurriedly said. Tohma shrugged and left the room.

"Nothing going on between them, my ass," Yuki was positive that he heard Tohma murmur to Mika in the other room.

End Chapter 14

Sorry that took so long. Two weeks, yikes. Okay, so I got an e-mail a while ago pointing out the inconsistency of Shuichi's background. I apologize, that is purely my fault for forgetting what I had written before. You have to understand that twice I went two months without writing everything, and so I just forgot. As soon as I get my story straight, I'll type it here.

Another thing, I was pointed straight by many of you telling me that that e-mail was fake. I believe you, so from now on, I will continue on doing a review of reviews! I'm sorry about that, it's just, I got that e-mail three times so I started believing it real.

My goal for the number of reviews for this story is 1000. It's a tall number, but I believe that it is doable.

Okay, onto a review of reviews:

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