A/N: Oh, how I love you, Gravitation. Thank you, Maki Murakami, for the Genzo tracks. None of us would want this awesome manga series to end. (heart) (And why the hell isn't Rage on the character-listing list thingy? She's my favorite! D:) Oh, and this is a crack fic, on how I think Tatsuha would react when he finds out about Ryuichi and Shuichi's antics. I can't help but feel sorry for the boy. :(
Ever since IT happened, Shuichi spend endless hours at NG…doing absolutely nothing. He wasn't in the mood to write any music; his inspiration was gone. He wasn't in the mood to eat or sleep, either; reasons for waking up and living seemed to evaporate into thin air. Shuichi's self-esteem had plummeted since IT happened.
Was Sakuma-san really a better choice?
The boy sighed. His life sucked total eggs—and he didn't even like eggs (…yes, a gay joke). He would've traded his life for anyone's by then; there were willing volunteers, too…Not everyone in Japan dated the heartthrob novelist straight and gay-alike wanted to bang.
His train of thought was destroyed by a pounding at the door.
"HELLLLLLLLOOOOOO?" the voice boomed. "Shuichi? Are you in there, you SLUT?"
Shuichi's eyes widened. "…Y-Yuki…?"
He heard cackling on the other side of the door. Shuichi watched in utmost horror as it was ripped apart by pure white teeth, and a certain ebony-haired teenager charged in, his expression suggesting DEATH.
"…Oh, fuck," Shuichi squeaked.
"YOU," Tatsuha roared. "YOU…LITTLE WHORE!"
"Uh…what?" The singer was sweating buckets, trying to refrain from swallowing his tongue.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, you little…! YOU KISSED RYUICHI! MY RYUICHI!"
"N-n-no I didn't!"
"You're a suckish liar, asshole!" Tatsuha reached over, snatching Shuichi by the shoulders. He proceeded whacking the smaller boy's head against a water cooler.
"Hey!" Shuichi squealed. "Wait a second…!"
"I'VE BEEN WAITING LIKE, SEVENTEEN YEARS," snarled Tatsuha, "TO FUCK RYUICHI SAKUMA. But, noooooooooo; little miss 'I'm-here-and-I'm-queer' has to get everything he wants, huh? TYPICAL SHUICHI."
"Hey now! I don't get everything I want!"
"Bullshit! You get to fuck my brother, and THEN you get to tongue-fuck my future-lover! God—you're such a freaking Mary Sue."
Tatsuha flipped Shuichi the bird, and let him fall onto the ground, taking a deep breath."That is all. Now I search for smut fics of you two on the 'Net."
And so, the Uesugi left.
Shuichi sat dumbly in the same place, until getting to his feet and ignoring his bleeding skull. "Hmpf. Typical Tatsuha." He took a bite out of a donut randomly lying on the table before him.
Emo!Shu lives on.
The End.