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Part Four: Decisions…Decisions…Decisions
Shuichi awoke to the feeling of a warm hand stroking his swollen abdomen and soft breath tickling his ear. "Mmm" he purred into the pillow.
Ryuichi his newly acquired lover's neck working his way down to his shoulder blades. "Shuichi" Ryuichi breathed "let me…" Shuichi quivered at last two softly spoken words. He could feel Ryuichi's erection pressing into the back of his thigh.
Shuichi turned to face his tormentor. Looking deep into his companions dark blue orbs Shuichi uttered "OK, but you have to be careful".
"Don't you trust me!" laughed Ryuichi kissing Shu deeply. Their bodies slid together, the excess sweat from their previous activities that evening, creating unbelievable stimulation.
Shuichi tried to push away the doubts and worries in his mind and try to focus on the pleasure. But was finding it exceedingly difficult. Until Ryuichi's head bent down.
As the warm mouth enveloped him. Everything but white hot carnal pleasure was erased from his mind. Much to his disappointment Ryuichi only gave his throbbing organ a few discreet licks. Then his face came back into view.
"I think your ready now" he said rasing his eyebrows. Swiftly rolling off Shuichi he reached for the bedside cabinet drawer. Shuichi whined at the loss of contact and pressure, he watched Ryuichi take out a bottle of KY (1) which was conveniently, if a little suspiciously, hidden in the drawer.
Shuichi knelt on the bed as Ryuichi struggled to pop open the lid. All his fears and worries came flooding back. What position would they use? They couldn't do face to face because Shuichi's stomach would get in the way. Would sex feel different? Not only was this encounter not with his usual partner but he was also carrying extra weight. Would he be terrible? Would Ryu be like Yuki and take complete control? Or would Shuichi be expected to perform?
When Ryuichi had finally won the battle with the cap he placed now open bottle on the nightstand and turned to look at his lover. Shuichi looked worried and confused.
"What's wrong?" he asked his arms encircling Shuichi's thin shoulders. He hoped Shuichi could go through with this, Ryuichi was so desperate.
"How are we gonna do this?" Shuichi whispered into Ryuichi's shoulder. Ryu couldn't help but laugh.
"You make it sound so technical" he laid a hand on Shuichi's cheek "This is love making we shouldn't have to think. Now…" He grabbed Shuichi right hand and guided it down to rest on his member "feel me" he breathed as Shuichi took initiative and began to stroke him slowly and shyly "no one's ever made me this hard" he whispered.
The phrase alone sent Shuichi spiralling. Inhibitions gone he pounced on Ryuichi and kissed him thoroughly. Using his tongue and lips to create a sensuous pattern to which Ryuichi could follow.
After several minutes Ryuichi broke the kiss. "Shu-chan"
"Yes" replied the boy who was now contending himself with sucking and biting the crook of Ryu's neck.
"You're squishing me a little". Shuichi blushed a flattering pale pink and removed his bulk from Ryuichi's slender form.
Smiling sweetly. Ryuichi gently turned his lovers so the he was spooning Shuichi "We'll do it this way"
Ryuichi once again kissed his way down Shuichi's spine lower and lower. "Wait" cried the red haired boy (2) "Don't we need the…" His sentence was cut short by the feeling of a broking tongue at the entrance of his body. Shuichi gasped as the warm tongue which was carefully rimming him slipped inside. Shuichi had heard of this kind of preparation but Yuki had deemed it disgusting. There was nothing disgusting about the warm gentle feeling Of Ryuichi's tongue allowing him to be gently opened. It wasn't like the normal finger which forced itself in rather haphazardly and often painfully.
All to quickly the sweet yet deviant transaction had come to a halt as Ryuichi. Grabbed the lube. From where he was Shuichi could hear Ryu groan as he applied the lube. It only then hit him that he was about to be fucked by his idol. Licking his lips he stilled himself as Ryuichi moved closer.
He felt the head then shaft enter his warm passage. He moaned as he was carefully and lovingly filled.
Ryuichi gasped at the feeling of the smaller male. He was hot and excrutiantly tight. Unsure of where to rest his hands so he could have some kind of support he grabbed Shuichi's hops.
He could barley wait to start thrusting so perhaps a little prematurely he pulled out and slammed back in again.
The quick stab of pain took Shuichi by surprise. He cried out. Ryuichi stilled himself until Shuichi leant back slightly and urged Ryuichi on.
Ryuichi was the first to climax. When he knew he couldn't hold in any longer he gripped Shuichi penis and began pumping. Until all of sudden his muscles tensed and relaxed causing an intense feeling made more punctual by the fluid realised into Shuichi's system. Shuichi wasn't far behind as he reached the most supreme physical pleasure he could ever hope to attain.
Ten minutes later, after Ryuichi had detached himself from his lovers body. The only proof of their conception was the ominous stain on the crisp white hotel sheets. Ryuichi and Shuichi lay in the afterglow holding one another. No words needed. Just a deep mutual understanding of one another.
1 week later…
"Look if you are not going to talk there is no point in you being here" said the irate therapist staring at her equally irate patient.
Yushiku Chiba was a woman in her early thirties with waist length blond hair which was tied in a lose ponytail with a black scarf. She had a selection of vintage Chanel suit's in an assortment of colours, today she had chosen her pink.
Despite her obviously bang-able (as Tatsuha would put it) appearance, Eiri actually like the woman. Unlike his previous therapists she didn't yack on and on about the Gestalt technique and when he could finally contribute something she wouldn't just drawl "and how do you feel about that?"
Eiri made himself more comfortable on the brown leather sofa he was seated on.
"I am pissed off!"
"Why" Yushiku prompted
"Because he didn't tell me! He…betrayed….me"
"That's an odd choice of words. Seeing as you were the one who cheated on him." Also unlike his previous therapists. Yushiku didn't take any of his crap.
Eiri sighed defeated. "I am also angry because part of me thinks he's right to shut me out"
"What do you mean?" she asked genuinely curious.
"I'm not as self involved as you think you know. What could I possibly contribute to a child's life. I'm stubborn, bad tempered and emotionally closed off"
"Not to mention an extreme inability to show affection to the people you care about" Yushiku added.
"You know you are not helping" he snapped.
Yushiku tucked a loose silvery blonde strand of hair behind her dainty ear. "Be that as it may but you do have some things to contribute"
"Like What?"
"Well…I'm sure you would have high standards of conduct"
Eiri smirked "Yeah, Shuichi couldn't discipline a child he's way too soft. And he wouldn't make the kid read, you have to introduce books when their young y'know it helps with development"
"Eiri…"
"Yeah?"
"Why don't you talk to Shuichi?"
"You don't think I've tried? He won't listen! I…" Yushiku held up one manicured finger cutting Eiri off mid rant.
"Go to his home. Seguachi- san gave you the address didn't he" with a silent nod form Eiri's direction she continued. "Talk to him. Don't scream, don't yell, and don't rant. Simply explain why you deserve a place in this child's life."
Eiri lay back on the couch. Staring out the window behind Dr Chiba. Watching Tokyo's vast skyline he contemplated what he'd just heard. The thought of confronting Shuichi again made him seriously consider upping his medication.
Dr Chiba hadn't seen Shuichi at that party. He had completely blanked him. Shuichi had never done that before. Not even when Yuki was at his cruellest and most manipulating. It meant only one thing. Eiri Yuki had no power over the brat anymore.
"Where are we?" asked Shuichi. As Ryuichi chauffeur pulled up to a generously sized house on the outskirts of Tokyo. Ryu just smiled and climbed out of the Cadillac pulling Shuichi with him.
Out on the gravel path Shuichi examined the house more closely. It was one of those houses which practically screamed happy suburban family life. There even a blue swing set and red sea saw on the spacious front lawn.
But why had Ryuichi brought him here? As far as Shuichi knew Ryu did not currently own a house in Japan. He stayed for extended lengths of time in ritzy hotel penthouses.
His mind bursting with a zillion questions Shu followed Ryuichi to the front door to which he had a key.
As soon as they stepped two small balls of energy (commonly known as children) ran towards Ryuichi with frequent cries of 'daddy'. As Ryuichi was being mauled Shuichi examined the two.
The tallest was a girl who looked about eight or nine. Clearly American she had long wavy strawberry blonde and big emerald green eyes. The boy was Japanese, he messy very small with black spiky but not meaning to be hair and round chocolate brown eyes. Shuichi would say he looked like a mini Suguru.
"Shu-Chan" said Ryuichi turning the two kids to face his companion "these are my babies. This is Sally she is eight and this is Ronin he is five"
"Do you have a baby in there?" asked Sally pointing to Shuichi's stomach. But she didn't wait for a reply as she and her brother bounded off to the other room.
"You have children?" a simple smile and nod was his answer. "Who is there mother?"
"They don't have one" came the reply "we adopted Sally and Ai gave birth to Ronin"
"Ai who's…" the answer walked into the hallway glaring at Ryuichi. It was a man about Ryuichi age with same colouring and eye's as Ronin but with none of the warmness.
"You are early" he barked in a Yuki-esque way.
"Shuichi meet my ex Ai"
"Who is he" said Ai surveying Shuichi with distaste. "and don't tell me that's yours" he enquired pointing, like Sally, to Shuichi's stomach.
"Perhaps I should go". Shuichi put his hand on the brass doorknob and walked outside.
The fresh air didn't make his head any clearer. Ryuichi had family, with a man. Things just got a whole lot more complicated.
Ryuichi who had followed. Gently caressed Shu's hand and began to explain. The children were the result of a ten year relationship with Ai, a music journalist whom he had met on tour. While living in L.A they had adopted Sally, and later along came Ronin. Ryuichi had kept his relationship a secret because he didn't want the public to judge and he didn't want his children to be bombarded by the press. Ryuichi sadly spoke briefly of his and Ai's break-up and how Ai was trying to cut him off from his children.
"I pay for the house and their education. Ai doesn't even have a job anymore. He's trying to legally take away my rights to them"
"Why?" Shuichi interjected horrified
"Say's I'm a bad influence and their better off without me. He's just angry. I mean I can get shared custody of Sally but he's Ronin biological father. Bloods thicker than water"
"That's terrible"
"It's not fair" cried Ryuichi tears falling down his cheeks "I wanted Ronin just as much as him".
Shuichi could do nothing but hold Ryuichi as he sobbed into his chest.
Shuichi left Ryu at the house while he rode home with the chauffeur. Back to his new apartment.
Two days later. Shuichi stood in his lobby trying to lift boxes into his apartment. This proved a great difficulty with him having minimal flexibility.
"Hi" said a deep voice behind him. Shuichi turned to see a dishevelled Yuki, carrying a plant of all things.
Wiping the sweat from his brow Shuichi turned to face his former lover. "I'm kind of busy right now"
"Need some help?" Eiri asked putting down the plant.
"Not from you" Shuichi turned to go inside as Yuki grabbed his shoulder steadying him.
"I don't understand how you could do this…" Yuki began
"Me! I'm not the bastard here!"
"You lied to me!"
"I was going to tell you… but you fucked up"
"I made a mistake. But I do not deserve to be punished this way. This is my baby!" what was that thing the good doctor said about not yelling?
"I don't think so"
"We went to the clinic together. We searched for a donor together. If we were husband and wife this would be my baby. You can't cut me off!"
"I just need time to think OK" Shuichi yanked himself from Yuki's firm grasp. Before turning into his doorway he said; "Stop calling me I'll call you when I have reached a decision" with that he carefully shut the door.
His blood boiling Eiri picked up the plant and threw it on the ground so the white porcelain bowl which held it smashed into a million shards and the soil spread over the polished floor.
Unlocking his door with great difficulty because of the abundance of alcohol now running through his veins Eiri stepped into what he thought was his empty apartment. That is until he switched on the light.
"Jesus! Why do you always have to break in?"
Tohma was sitting on his couch with another man in his dimly lit sitting room. "If you gave me a key I wouldn't have to" Tohma his voice laced with obvious annoyance. Smoothing his creased shirt Tohma introduced the man next to him. "Eiri this is Nori Morioko. One of NG's finest lawyers"
"It's nice to meet you. Mow both of you; get the hell out" said Eiri opening the door"
"He's here for your benefit"
"I don't care! Out!"
"What if I told you that you had rights to this child" stammered Nori (clearly another one of Ng's spineless employee's).
Eiri sat on his easy chair opposite the two. "Talk" he glared at Nori.
Hands shaking Morioko-san shuffled in his brief case. "I took the liberty of looking over the papers from that clinic you and Shindou-san went to. Your name appears on most of the documents"
"So?"
Morioko-san smiled like a poker player who had an ace up his sleeve "You are what we would call in legal terms the intended parent. With my help you will be able to get shared custody"
"I don't want shared custody"
Tohma sighed "Oh Eiri-kun you are not trying to get out of it now are you?"
Eiri ignored the last statement and continued "I want soul custody. Shuichi can't raise a child, not in the kind of business he's in."
"That's ridiculous" cried Tohma
"Actually" Morioko-san said his voice surprisingly steady "We may have a case for that…"
Later that night. In a small deck chair in his equally small garden Shuichi gazed at the trickle of stars which had managed to seep their way through the all consuming clouds.
The main reason he had chosen this apartment was the garden. He'd never had a garden. Where he had grown up there was no room for gardens.
Yuki had thought Gardens a waste of time and the most Hiro had was two pathetic window boxes filled with depressingly limp daisies.
Pictures of Ronin, Sally and even Ai ran through his mind. Along with Ryuichi's sad eyes. Every child deserves a family
Shuichi knew what he now had to do.
End of Part four
AR: I am now exhausted. I hope you enjoy and the lemon wasn't too terrible. I also hope you don't mind how much dialogue there is.
(1)According to my gay best friend KY Jelly is the best brand of lubricant there is. So there you go you've learnt something
(2) Yeas I made Shuichi's hair red