Disaster
Standard disclaimer still applies, for those of you idiotic enough to believe it doesn't.
Warning: This one has incest-ish type things in it (bet you can't guess what pairing's in this chapter) so if for some reason that disturbs you outrageously skip this chapter and probably the next one too. If just the details disturb you then go to the very bottom of the page where there'll be a extremely vague summary of this chapter.
Single Again
"Tohma," Yuki groaned, "stop making such a mess. Honestly, you're as bad as Shuichi."
Tohma was attempting to make dinner…it wasn't working.
"Well, I don't normally make meals," Tohma justified, "This is all rather new to me."
Yuki sighed, "If you don't know what you were doing, why'd you offer to cook dinner?"
Tohma mumbled something Yuki couldn't make out.
"What?" asked the writer, his irritation growing.
"I said, 'it's an excuse to have more time with you'," Tohma repeated.
Yuki smirked, "You don't need to make stupid excuses, it's not like I despise your presence you anything."
"Oh?" asked Tohma, "I had a different perspective on our whole relationship."
"I don't despise you," Yuki reinforced, "You just irritate me sometimes."
In all honesty Yuki enjoyed the company, though he wouldn't ever admit it. The house seemed too empty with just him. Even though he spent most of his daytime hours alone before (since Shuichi had to normally go to N-G Records) the house felt less empty knowing Shuichi would return.
Yes, this empty house was a lot different than the empty house before, because Shuichi would not be returning.
"Really?" replied Tohma, not believing him, "I happen to recall several occasions where you've said that you despise me."
"I lied," said Yuki.
"I'm more likely to believe you're lying now," Tohma replied jokingly, albeit with some bitterness.
"I suppose," said Yuki, thinking about it, "but between hating you and be irritated by you, you'd be happier believing the latter, right?"
"Well, obviously," Tohma responded with no hesitation, "but the former is the more logical one."
"Only because I've enforced the idea more," Yuki reasoned.
Tohma laughed, "Yes, and typically the idea people enforce the most is the truest one."
"Yeah, 'typically'," Yuki shot back, "I'm hardly typical."
Tohma was silent for a moment. "True, you always seem to surprise me in one way or another."
"I like to keep you on your toes," Yuki chuckled.
So here was Tohma, having the first pleasant conversation in years and all just because Shuichi was out of the way.
"Shuichi! I said I was sorry! What else can I do?" Hiro shouted up at his friend.
Shuichi was in his second floor bedroom, shouting at his former friend in the driveway because he declared Hiro didn't deserve to be let in.
"You can go to hell," Shuichi said cynically.
"This is too much!" Hiro complained, "I don't know what to do with you anymore!"
"Excuse me?" asked Shuichi, growing angrier, "You just cost me my first and best boyfriend, and you except a simple apology to make it all better? Dream on."
"Yeah, 'first and best', that's exactly why I did this. You need to get out there and see what else the world has to offer. Yuki abuses you way too much," Hiro explained.
"What Yuki does and doesn't do to me is none of your concern," Shuichi shouted, "This whole problem started because you don't mind your own business!"
"You're my best friend," Hiro elucidated, "Your business is my business."
"Don't give me that crap!" Shuichi yelled back, shutting his window so Hiro's words were silenced.
It had been a week since Shuichi's break up with Yuki and Hiro couldn't have been further away. This was definitely something Hiro didn't realize could happen. The whole thing had been a complete and utter disaster.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dong sounded the doorbell as it was pressed in rapid succession.
Yuki grumbled, but only out of habit. He had Shuichi on the brain and a guest would most likely remedy that.
"Tatsuha," Yuki said, opening his door.
"Hey Bro!" Tatsuha replied, oblivious to the glare he was receiving and pushing his way in.
"What the hell do you want? I'm busy," Yuki said. Having his brother as company wasn't helping his repetitive mind and he just wanted to go back to being alone.
"Yeah, busy," Tatsuha replied sarcastically, "Busy thinking about Shuichi maybe."
"Either do what you came to do or leave," Yuki demanded.
"Jesus, without Shuichi around you sure are bitter," his brother commented.
"Get out," Yuki ordered, turning around and starting to go into his study.
Tatsuha quickly stepped in the way. "Now that's no way to entertain a guest," he lectured, "Especially if the guest just came by to help you cheer up."
"I don't need cheering up," Yuki argued, "I'm perfectly fine."
"From this perspective that looks rather like a lie," Tatsuha commented, smirking a little, "C'mon! Let's go clubbing."
"Since when are sixteen year olds allowed to go 'clubbing'?" Yuki asked, stalling for time. In all honest he didn't care if his brother broke the law or not. It was his own business as far as Yuki was concerned.
"Since I became your twin brother," Tatsuha replied, bringing out the fake id, "Check it out, I pretty much just copied yours and colored in the hair and eyes. Pretty awesome, right?"
"Pretty illegal," Yuki muttered, "Just go by yourself."
"It's no fun with just myself," Tatsuha complained, "You aren't doing anything. Just come with me."
"Go by yourself. It's easier to pick up chicks that way anyway," Yuki reasoned.
"If you go with me I promise not to come over to your house or call you or contact you in anyway for a week," Tatsuha bargained.
"Fine," said Yuki, the deal was to hard to come by to pass it up, "Let me get changed."
"You brought me to a gay nightclub," Yuki pointed out once they had gotten there.
"Well, yeah," replied Tatsuha, acting as if it was the obvious thing to do, "I wanted to help you find a new boyfriend."
"I'm not gay you colossal retard," Yuki stated, sounding horrified.
"My offer still stands," Tatsuha said, "So long as you play nicely."
"This is so stupid," Yuki complained, "I don't want a boyfriend. I'm straight God damn it!"
"Then explain your ex-boyfriend," Tatsuha challenged.
"He was girl-like," Yuki tried, losing the anger in his voice.
"Mm-hmm," Tatsuha responded, clearly amused.
"Um, excuse me," said a stranger, coming up to Yuki, "I would be honored if you would dance with me."
Yuki was outraged to say the least. "Too fucking-"
"That's hardly playing nice," Tatsuha reminded him.
And Yuki was silenced for a few moments. "Thanks," Yuki gave in, taking hold of the hand that was offered to him.
"I am so good with helping people out of their troubles," Tatsuha said proudly, looking around for the girliest looking guy for him to flirt with.
"You still sore about the whole break up?" Maiko asked her brother, entering his room.
" 'Still?'" Shuichi asked. He was lying face up in his bed, staring up at the ceiling with the classified sitting on his chest.
"Yeah, 'still'," his sister clarified, "It's already been half a month and you're still acting like you just broke up yesterday."
Had it really been two weeks? It felt like only a few days ago. Time really flew when you were tearing yourself apart.
"I've moved on," Shuichi lied, holding up the classified, "Check it out: I've been looking at apartment buildings."
"Wow! And to think it's only been fourteen days since your big and ugly break up," Maiko mocked.
"I don't know why I even talk to you," grumbled an irritated Shuichi.
"Ah, you're just bent out of shape cause the first person you lost your virginity to dumped your ass," reasoned Maiko bluntly.
"Don't remind me," pleaded Shuichi, "I don't want to remember."
"The best way to forget about it is by going out," Maiko tempted in a singsong voice.
"You think so?" asked Shuichi, falling right into her trap.
"Mm-hmm, most definitely," Maiko reinforced.
"But I have nowhere to go," Shuichi complained.
Maiko jumped right in enthusiastically, "There's this hot new night. All guys, all night long! You should call up Hiro and you two can go together."
"Good idea, Maiko," replied Shuichi, putting on a fake smile. He hadn't told his sister that he was mad at Hiro; he thought it would be better to take each disaster at a time.
So instead of calling Hiro like he normally would have, he called Suguru.
"Hey!" greeted Shuichi, "I was just wondering if you'd like to go out. There's this new club and I thought-"
"Thanks for asking Shuichi," Suguru said appreciatively, "I'd love to come. What time?"
And so Shuichi went on his first date since Yuki.
…while Yuki was on his own date…with his brother.
"When is this going to end?" asked Yuki after he had danced with the twelfth person who asked, "When can I go home?"
"C'mon Yuki, you mean to tell me you aren't having a good time?" Tatsuha asked, "I'm surprised."
"You must be joking," answered Yuki, looking very displeased, "this is hell on earth."
"ALRIGHTY NOW" cried the DJ's voice over the music, "EVERYONE GRAB A COUPLE FOR 'COUPLES DANCING'! REMEMBER, THE FIRST ONE YOU PICK IS THE ONE YOU'RE STUCK WITH. THERE'S NO SWITCHING IN THE MIDDLE!"
Yuki quickly grabbed for his brother before a particularly old and perverted-looking man who had been eyeing the whole night chose him.
"Yuki," said Tatsuha disapprovingly, "How are you ever going to find anyone if you keep hanging out with me?"
"I'm not here to find anyone," Yuki disputed, "I'm here to get you out of my house for a week."
Before Tatsuha could respond the DJ's voice boomed again, "OKAY, EVERYBODY OUT ON THE DANCE FLOOR WITH YOUR PARTNERS! BEST DANCERS GET A PRIZE SO DANCE YOUR HARDEST!"
"We should try to get that," said Tatsuha, dancing in the middle of the crowd with his brother, "I know you're a better dancer than you let on. We could win that prize."
"Oh?" asked Yuki, "And what do I get out of it? Looking like a moron and having my face known in this club for fags, that's what. No thank you."
"I'll up my stay to two weeks," attempted Tatsuha.
Definitely worth a couple of stupid dances, Yuki reasoned.
"Deal," he agreed.
And so he danced…for well over an hour. They weren't nice, conservative dances either, they were the well-known club dances. Everyone looked more like they were having an orgy than having a dancing contest. And Yuki's partner was his brother. Needless to say Yuki felt disgusted with himself. Too make matters worse it seemed like the DJ wasn't going to stop the music anytime soon. He just watched intently as people began to slow down further and further. But not Yuki, Tatsuha wouldn't let him.
"You skip even one beat and I'll be over at your house everyday when that two week expiration date expires unless we win," he kept saying.
So Yuki danced, rubbing himself all over Tatsuha's body and sticking his knee in between his brother's legs. It was almost too much. Several times Yuki almost puked from sheer disgust.
"ALRIGHT! MARVELOUS DANCING EVERYONE!" The DJ finally shouted. Yuki swore he could hear the club goers's relieved sighs even over the loud music. "SO AFTER DELIBERATED WITH THE REST OF THE STAFF WE'VE REACHED A VERDICT! THE WINNER IS…."
"DUN DA DA DUN!" The DJ cried as two spotlights were waved wildly around.
"Oh God, please tell me what he just shouted wasn't supposed to be a drum roll," complained Yuki to his brother.
"We better win!" Tatsuha cried.
Clearly he wasn't listening.
Much to Tatsuha's joy, however, the both spotlights stopped and rested on him and Yuki.
"…THESE TWO FINE LOOKING MEN!" finished the DJ.
"YES! I won! I won!" Tatsuha chanted.
"NOW AS EVERYONE KNOWS YOU CAN'T DANCE WELL WITH SOMEONE YOU DON'T LOVE," the DJ continued, "SO TO CLAIM THE PRIZE YOU MUST PROVE YOUR LOVE OF YOUR PARTNER TO US WITH A KISS!"
"No fucking way!" Yuki hissed at Tatsuha.
"What? After that whole dancing thing you're going to turn your back on it now?" Tatsuha asked.
"Most definitely, and it doesn't matter what you threaten," Yuki said before Tatsuha got a chance to pressure him, "I am NOT kissing."
"A month," Tatsuha tried," I'll stay away from you for a month and all you have to do is kiss me."
A month of no Tatsuha…clearly very tempting.
"Alright," agreed Yuki, quickly kissing his brother on the cheek.
"BOO!"
"You call that 'love', that was nothing!"
"It's clear they hate each other!"
"YOU'LL HAVE TO DO BETTER THAN THAT!" The DJ chided, "THIS CROWD IS NOT CONVINCED."
"You idiot," Tatsuha scolded, "You have to at least kiss me on the lips."
Yuki twitched. Just how had he agreed to this? With a sigh he went towards his brother to give him a quick kiss on the lips.
Tatsuha had other plans. He grabbed the back of Yuki's head so he couldn't move back and forced his way into the blonde's mouth.
Yuki's eyes went wide when he felt Tatsuha 's tongue. This was not what he agreed to. Outraged, he chomped down on the foreign tongue.
The only hint that Tatsuha felt anything was the tightened hold on the back of Yuki's head.
But Yuki wasn't letting go of his brother's tongue, so Tatsuha did the only thing he could think of. He jammed his knee between Yuki's legs, kneeing him the balls just enough so that his brother let out a small gasp, releasing his tongue.
So, with his tongue free he inspected the alien territory. Yuki tasted very much like cigarettes, but there was also a distinct type of…fruity taste. It tasted flowery-fruity, like citrus maybe.
Tatsuha was broken out of this train of thought when he remembered that he was supposed to be showing his love. If these people wanted to see some love then by God, these people were going to get an eye full.
Yuki on the other hand thought nothing but disgust. He was stuck. If he so much as moved then Tatsuha just moved his knee up, causing him quite a fair amount of pain. He had become rather submissive, trying to ignore his brother's tongue in his mouth.
He was shocked back into reality by a cold hand rubbing his chest. Tatsuha was actually going on to second base with him! This was too much. Yuki started to quiver and twitch uncontrollably.
Tatsuha felt Yuki trembling under him and he chuckled to himself in his head. He finally had something gigantic thing over his big and mighty elder brother.
Yuki's trembling increased. Okay, Tatsuha knew how to end a joke. It was time to pull back.
As soon as Tatsuha emerged from Yuki's mouth the DJ began to speak.
"ALRIGHT!" the DJ said, "I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH LOVE, DON'T YOU?" he asked the crowd. A resounding "YES!" went through the crowd as cheering began.
Tatsuha finally dropped his hand from under Yuki's shirt and his knee from between Yuki's leg.
Yuki just stood there quaking. That wasn't good.
"AND YOUR PRIZE IS A TEN DOLLAR OFF COUPON TO ANY RESTAURANT OF YOUR CHOICE!" the DJ announced grandly.
That was it? He agreed to stay away from his brother for a month, dirty danced with him, kissed him, groped him, and perhaps broken him, all for a fucking coupon.
Tatsuha marched up to the DJ, ripped the coupon from his fingers with a rough "thanks asshole," and pushed his brother out the door.
"Suguru…." mumbled Shuich from across the large roomi, "Did you just see what I just saw?"
"I just saw Yuki-san making out with his own brother," Suguru replied with his eyes wide.
"Yuki'd rather fuck his own brother than me," Shuichi cried, crumbling onto the floor.
Summary: Shuichi and Suguru see Yuki going at it with Tatsuha at a night club they both happen to be at.
Yuki went into a trembling fit as soon as Tatsuha got to second base and when Tatsuha pulled back, Yuki's completely silent and unrespondsive
Alright, that was longer than my other chapters so it should please you.
And I got it finished before I thought I would, so yay for me!
Um...let's see, I'm going to this awesome concert tomorrow but I should have the next chapter down by Thursday.
I've got the chapters all planned out and there should be nine chapters in all by the time I'm done.
I'll see you again on Thursday (12th) then.