Chapter 2 : Frozen
Disclamer: I don't own this serie! I'm just a crazy fan girl that love it so much she starts writing fics...
Rating: M
Pairing: YukixShuichi
Warnings: Shounen ai / Yaoi. Come on, it's Gravitation! What did you think you're gonna read?
Author's notes : English still isn't my first language. I think I get better in this chapter, I hope you'll think so. One morning it was snowing so I wanted to continue my fic. I wrote all this in the train (well I write by hand before rewritting on the comp)
There's still feeeew japanese words, really less.
After around one hour later, a happy but strangely peaceful Shûichi was leading a grumpy-looking Yuki into the snow-covered street. Yuki refused Shûichi's invite to hold hands, even if there's nobody around, because it's stupid and useless, he said, so Shûichi was walking a few paces ahead, slowly and not running, or jumping everywhere as he usually does. Yuki was quite lost in thoughts, absently looking at the silhouette of his pink-haired-stupid-Yuki-addicted-baka, and still rather surprised by his strange behaviour, not really Shûichi-ish at all, not that he was missing it actually, but, it was just strange.
Shûichi was leading them into the park where they first met. As he walked past a street light, he stopped, absent-mindely watching in front of him. Yuki was still looking at him, he was as bewitched by this view of Shûichi among snow, as his body and hair were slowly covered by snow flakes. Yuki started to feel numb to stay still so he moved a little to Shûichi's side, and softly brushed his hair with his hand, letting it rest on top of the singer's head.
"You have snow everywhere, baka."
Shûichi was a little brought back from his reverie by Yuki's touch and words, but he was still in a calm mood, when he answered, in a faint voice:
"Of course I have, it snows..." He turned to face Yuki, smiling deeply when his gaze met his lover's face.
"You have too, y'know..." Laughing slyly he stretched his hand in order to take one of Yuki's snow covered strand of blond hair.
"Yuki on Yuki!" he said.
"You're stupid." Yuki retorted without concern.
"Thanks. I know." Shûichi was still smiling and turned back to his vision of the park under the white mantle.
There were few minutes without a word to be said, the two lovers just quietly enjoying the view before them. The silence was broken by Shûichi.
"Ne, Yuki..., don't you think it's wonderful?"
"Nh." Yuki's answer was short, but Yuki's answers were always short. He was now contemplating Shûichi's face with his look quite lost. He was so different like that, so...attracting, he thought. 'It must snows more often...'
Once again Yuki let his thoughts fill him without restrain, he was looking at Shûichi among snow, his pure brat in the middle of all this damn snow. He thought it would be a great to do weird stuff to him in it, if it wasn't so cold, oh damn.
Cold, it was the word, as something terribly cold hit suddently Yuki in his neck.
"What the...!" He exclaimed, jerking his head in the direction of the aggression. All he could see was Shûichi, beaming, with a snow ball in his hand.
"Niaah, Yuki, don't look so serious, you're scaring!"
"Fucking, damn brat..." Yuki said in his teeth. "I will kill you..."
And before Shûichi's very astonished eyes, Yuki bend down and made his own snow ball he threw at the pink-haired boy's face. This pink-haired one who was so surprised by Yuki's reaction he couldn't move an inch.
"Wah, Yuki! You're a bad guy!" Shûichi pretended whining and threw the snow ball which had started melting in his hand at Yuki, who dodged easily.
"Stupid baka, you're really unskilled at everything you do, aren't you? You can't even aim correctly with a snow ball..."
"But...! I haven't missed last time, ne? You'll see if I can't aim."
And a crazy unexpected snow ball fight started between the cheerful singer and the usually always-annoyed novelist. Anybody who would see the scene wouldn't believe their eyes at the sight. It was so unusual for Yuki to act like this. Of course he had done snow ball fights in his youth with his brother and sister, and when he was in New York, but... since this time... never. He didn't know what had hitten him in the head to make him react like this, but for the moment, he wasn't thinking at all. Yes, of course, he was thinking, but only of covering so damn much Shûichi in snow balls he would became a snowman, and he would let him freeze to death as a punishment. He wasn't really aware of what the scene must look from the outside, and haven't any judgement on his actions, for the moment.
Shûichi was enjoying himself very much, and that was a little thing to say, he was laughing loud, running, dodging, jumping, throwing snow balls, and he wasn't really in the mood to wonder why his grounchy Yuki was playing along with him, he didn't want to think, or bothering his brain with stupid questions. He just wanted to enjoy the moment and all the numerous feelings he was experiencing right now.
After some more minutes of craziness, they were exhausted and soaked, Shûichi fell on his knees, breathless, still laughing and crying out laugh. Eyes closed, he was taking deep inspirations. Yuki thought he would die in an instant, his heart was pounding so hard in his chest, he let himself fell on his butt at Shûichi's side, trying to catch his breath which seemed to be away forever. After some time, Shûichi felt a soft and warm touch on his cheek, turning his head and opening his eyes, he gasped as he saw Yuki's face a few inches from his. Soon the distance between them vanished and Yuki's lips were pressing against his own.
In the winter's chilling breeze, they were exchanging a sweet and warm kiss, Shûichi's eyes closed unknowingly and his arms were soon around Yuki's neck as his lips let entrance to his lover's tongue, in a slight moan of pleasure. The kiss deepened and became more passionate with each passing second. Before he know it Shûichi was on his back on the snow with Yuki on the top of him. His eyes jerked open as he felt the cold on his already wet back. Yuki broken the kiss, and looked fiercely in Shûichi's wide open purple eyes. His lips partes in an evil smile.
"I'm still gonna punish you for this, y'know."
"But Yukiiiiii... Oh!" the little's guy's sentence was cut by small bites on his neck.
Seeing Shûichi like this, among snow, covered with it, his clothes drenched so that they were clung tight to his body, had have the effect he expected back there in the appartment around a mere hour ago. The combination of all of this really have a strange effect on him. He wanted to take him right here, on the ground, under the falling snow. He wanted him to scream his lungs out so everyone around would be able to listen. He started to feel a heat filling his lust-filled body. All he wanted was here but suddently something very disturbing occured to him, and he gave up his work on Shûichi's neck. He looked back at him. He was shaking like crazy.
"Yu...Ki..." His voice was broken with his shaking. "Sa...Samuiiiiii!"
He was right, Yuki started to feel it too on his wet back, and cheeks, and particularly, ears. The heat brought by lust was fading and didn't erase the cold air of the night, and the snow falling.
'We really can't do it here, damn.' he thought. He was starting to tremble too. He went back on his knees, and lift up Shûichi with one arm. At once the frozen boy threw himself in Yuki's arms, pleading for a little warmth.
"Are we gonna go back home?" Yuki answered. His question was welcomed by a big nod from Shûichi, still buried in his chest.
Yuki was planning to take Shûichi in bed, after having taken all his clothes off, warm him and himself at the same time, to do him lots of pervert things he liked so much, and then go back to his work which was waiting for him. But Yuki's plans were miscarried this night, once he had one foot on the house, he felt himself a little dizzy and numb. He took himself and his still frozen Shu-chan in bed but, they wouldn't do anything as they fell asleep near as soon as they were under the thick blankets...
Tsuzuku!
Japanese stuff:
Yuki is always snow of course.
Stupid Baka : I know baka also means stupid but it's a sentence I love to say, it's redundant it's perfect!
Samui: cold. here I'm cold or it's cold.
Tsuzuku: to be continued!
(Yes I need to wrote chapter three now.)
