Title: Uesugi's Property

Author: j-chan

Theme: cringe #7 10/50

Rating: PG (description of images)

Warnings: over used concept, descriptions of sexual images

Disclaimer: Gravitation and characters mentioned are not property of me, though I wish they were because then Suguru would be in the remixes, damnit!

Summary: Suguru doesn't believe he has fans, so Tatsuha decides to show him that he does. What they find isn't what they were searching for, though.

Note: This is a very over used concept, but it amuses the hell out of me for some reason. Mostly because if I were famous, I'd be terrified of something like this happening to me. Also, I was told to write another happy addition instead of a sad one, so here you go.

Double Note: It would be so awesome if somebody could draw the images described that they see. I can't draw at all, but if some of you can and would be willing to do so, that would be awesome! E-mail me at the1jchanatgmaildotcom.

Uesugi's Property

It was another rather dull day in the Fujisaki-Uesugi household. Suguru was on vacation after a long tour and Tatsuha was off of school (something he only did because his lover insisted he do something better with his time while he was gone), so neither had much to do other than sit around and be cozy with another. Not that they minded it; the media had been giving them a hard enough time since they were discovered a few months back. It was rare either of them found peace now and they took what they could get.

Peace, though, was always short lived. Tatsuha had found enough evidence that his lover had his own fan following and had been trying to convince him since then that it was true. Suguru flat out refused to believe it, saying that Tatsuha was delusional and must have started it himself if there was one. He still, after a year, didn't believe that people considered him a true part of Bad Luck. The small argument had been said so many times by now that Suguru was sick of it, but Tatsuha kept insisting.

"You have your own following, Suguru. There are a lot of fans out there who just like you."

"Impossible, Tatsuha, how could they? I'm a scrawny little third wheel."

"You don't believe me?"

"No. I told you, I think you're delusional."

Tatsuha frowned and then stood up, dragging Suguru with him. "Come on, I'll prove it to you, then."

"What are you-"

"Just come on!"

Tatsuha dragged Suguru down the hall and to his room, where the computer was so he could type up papers for school. Or at least that's what he was supposed to be doing instead of surfing the internet night and day like Suguru figured he did. Tatsuha sat him down in front of the screen and started the system, waiting until everything was loaded before connecting to the internet.

"Look," he told Suguru, going to a search engine, "just type in your name and hit enter."

Suguru rolled his eyes, but decided to humor Tatsuha. "This is stupid, you realize." He typed in his name and hit enter before waiting for the sites to load. "I'm nothing big in the group."

"Oh yeah? Then why do you have twelve pages of search material?"

"What?" Suguru stared at the screen, rolling his eyes over the first few. "Tatsuha, most of these mention me in passing. Look! This one is a site dedicated to Shindo-san, not me!"

Tatsuha rolled his eyes and moved forward, clicking for the last page. "First rule of searching for yourself on the internet: the last page is always the best." He grinned as a few 'shrines' popped up on the screen, all saying Suguru's name. "See? I told you."

A little shocked, Suguru moved the mouse and clicked on a random link, bringing him into a very detailed site just about… him. "Wait… how do they know about my weight? And my favorite video game?" Suguru looked behind him, frowning at Tatsuha. "This isn't funny."

"Don't look at me! I didn't even know your weight."

Frowning further, Suguru moved back to the site and clicked around some more. "This is insane… I have to tell K-san about this. I think I have some stalkers or something. I mean, who else would know this much and- what is that!"

Suguru had opened a picture, one he did not remember posing for, and stared. He was naked and hugging an equally naked Tatsuha, both giving the camera a 'come hither' look. He stared further until he saw a caption at the bottom reading, 'Happy Birthday Mae-chan! Here's a picture of your two lovebirds and I hope you enjoy!' It was dated and signed and Suguru realized that it was just a drawing. A very well done drawing, but a drawing all the same.

"This is…"

"What's that?" Tatsuha pointed to another link, a frown on his face. He hadn't seen this particular site before.

Suguru clicked it, holding his breath for the worst. What he saw, though, was just a white corner. He let a breath out, realizing that it was probably just an image that wouldn't load. Tatsuha, though, scrolled down. It wasn't just a white image … but a very, very graphic drawing of himself and, not Tatsuha, but Ryuichi.

Suguru cringed, closing his eyes. "I can't look!"

"It isn't that bad."

"I'm with Ryuichi in that!" Suguru peeked an eye open. "And what is he doing crawling over me with his hand in my crotch!"

Sure enough, there was an image with Ryuichi on all fours crawling over Suguru, who had his arms above his head. Suguru glanced up at his hands and cringed again, seeing that they were bound with microphone wire to the end of a bedpost. It looked as if Ryuichi was teasing him and, from the look of his face in the image, he was enjoying it a bit too much.

"I like the caption," Tatsuha said as Suguru closed his eyes again."

"I don't want to hear it."

"Come on, Suguru."

"No!"

Tatsuha scoffed. "I'll read it anyway. It says, 'I hate Uesugi Tatsuha, he should not touch Sakuma Ryuichi's man. Sakuma-san and Fujisaki-san have known each other longer and their bodies would fit perfectly together. Long live Sakuma and Fujisaki!' Come on, Suguru, at least they didn't say they hated you."

Suguru whimpered, covering his face. "I don't even know Ryuichi that well."

"You should see the comments."

"Tatsuha!"

"What?" Tatsuha grinned, moving to stand in front of the screen. "Half of them say that the picture is sexy and the other half want to know what drugs the artist was on because Sakuma-san would never mess with an Uesugi's property."

Suguru groaned, shaking his head. "But-"

"Hush, Suguru." Tatsuha leaned in to give Suguru's head a kiss. "They're right. A Sakuma knows not to mess with an Uesugi's property. You're mine."

fin.