Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, though I wish I did. But I am not good enough to make it as perfect as it is. Go Maki Murakami!!!!!!
Chapter 4:
Ryuichi blushed harder as he and Shuichi slowed down to a walk; Shuichi still hadn't let go of his hand. Ryuichi was debating with himself whether to address the issue with Shuichi, because right at the moment he was perfectly content with holding Shuichi's hand. But the temptation of screaming for joy and glomping Shuichi to the ground was growing more and more and he didn't think that he could hold it in anymore. He had to say something before he did something that he would later regret.
"Um, Shu-chan, why are you holding my hand like that?"
Shuichi looked down and saw his hand Ryuichi's hands laced together. He quickly let go of Ryuichi's hand.
"I'm sorry, Ryu-chan. I wasn't really paying any attention." He rubbed the back of his head. Ryuichi smiled wide and giggled.
"That's ok, Shu-chan! I just felt like a little puppy.." He put Kumagoro on his head put his arm around Shuichi's shoulder.
Shuichi smiled back at him and the two carried on to Hiro's house.
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Tatsuha arrived at Yuki's apartment, banging on the door.
"Aniki, open up! I know you're there!"
"Alright already, I'm coming!"
Yuki threw the door open angrily. He was in a bad mood considering he had a deadline coming up and he and Shuichi were so rudely interrupted by the overactive, Nittle Grasper guy.
"What do you want?" he said with a cold stare at his younger brother.
"What? Can't a guy come visit his aniki every now and then?" Tatsuha said trying his best to put on a puppy dog face. Too bad that Yuki can resist all puppy faces..well, all except Shuichi's.
"What kind of trouble did you get yourself into now?" Yuki said allowing his brother to enter, shutting the door with a bang behind him.
"Oh, no trouble at all. Just thought I would stop by, and maybe see if Shuichi can somehow scope me a way to see Ryuichi."
"Will you give up on him already?" Yuki asked in an annoyed voice sitting on the couch, staring at the blank television screen. "He's like 15 years older than you."
"SO WHAT?!" Tatsuha yelled angrily, tears streaming from his eyes. "HE'S SO PERFECT!!!"
"Well, don't expect Shuichi to do anything for you, because he isn't here. He went to a party with Ryuichi." Yuki got a cigarette out of the pack that sat beside him on the couch. "I don't expect him back until late tommorrow."
"I was wondering if that was them I saw earlier on my way here." Tatsuha said suddenly becoming disappointed. "Shuichi seemed excited. He was dragging poor Ryuichi behind him like a rag doll."
Yuki replied with a grunt.
Tatsuha looked up at the ceiling, his eyebrows furrowed. He looked over at his brother. "Hey, aniki..."
"What?"
"Where does Hiro live?"
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Shuichi didn't even bother knocking when they arrived at Hiro's. He barged right in, Ryuichi at his heels.
"HIRO!" Shuichi yelled. Hiro poked his head out of the kitchen that was located directly down the hall from the front door.
"In here, Shu! Hurry up and watch Suguru make a fool of himself!"
"Shut up, Hiro!" Suguru yelled.
Shuichi and Ryuichi walked into the kitchen and saw that Suguru's whole front of his body was white, his arms up to his elbows covered in dough. Ryuichi choked back a laugh, while Shuichi let one burst out, falling to the floor clutching his stomach. Suguru blushed and turned his back angrily, continually stirring at the batter in the bowl he had in his arms.
Ryuichi looked down at Shuichi in amusement. Shuichi had tears coming out of his eyes he was laughing so hard.
"Shindo-san...it's not that funny." Suguru said, a pout perfectly audible in his voice.
"Sure it is! haha! You are making a bigger mess than I do!" Shuichi stood up wiping tears from his eyes.
"Don't worry, I have already made that perfectly clear." Hiro said patting Suguru's back, who was mumbling curses under his breath.
Hiro turned to Ryuichi and gave him a low bow.
"I'm glad you could come, Sakuma-san."
"It's no problem. When Shu-chan told me you wanted me to come Kumagoro just kept insisting, so I had to give in. And Shu-chan seemed to want me to come, too so how could I say no." Ryuichi answered with a laugh.
Hiro laughed along with him. Shuichi looked around.
"Hiro," he said, "is it just going to be us? What's a party with only 4 people here?"
"Actually, I asked a couple of other people to come, too."
"Oh, oh, who else did you invite?!" Ryuichi said jumping up and down causing Kumagoro to fall off his head. "AAAAHH, KUMA-KUN!! I"M SORRY! ARE YOU OKAY?!"
Hiro turned to Shuichi while Ryuichi fondled Kumagoro.
"I invited Tohma to come, but he has a meeting so he can't show up. I also invited Sakano-san, but he is going with Tohma, and I am sure Mika-san would kill all of us if she came. I was afraid to ask Yuki to come, but I'm guessing he has a deadline he has to meet, soo..."
"So, everyone that you invited except for Suguru, Ryu-chan, and me said they couldn't come?"
"Yes, pretty much, but who's to say that we still can't have a good time, right?" Hiro said with a smile.
"Yep!" Shuichi said happily.
Ryuichi held Kumagoro to Shuichi's face.
"Poor, Kuma-kun, hurt his ear." Ryuichi said pouting.
"I'm sorry." Shuichi said sympathetically, patting Kuma's head. He knew how sensitive Ryuichi was about Kumagoro.
"Thanks, Shu-chan! Kuma says he feels all better now, na no da!" Ryuichi perked up, putting Kumagoro back on his head.
"So, Hiro," Suguru said, "as soon as these cookies get done, I think we can take this little party downstairs."
"We're going to be in the basement?" Shuichi asked.
"Yeah." Hiro answered. "There is more room down there, and I already have the coolers down there, too."
"You don't just have beer do you? You know I'm not the biggest fanatic of beer."
"I got Smirnoff, Vodka, Tequila, Bacardi, and beer. So, you take your pick."
"OOO Hiro, do you have orange juice?" Ryuichi asked energetically.
"Yeah, why?"
"Because, I want to make a screwdriver!"
"A what?" Shuichi, Hiro, and Suguru said at the same time.
"I discovered it in America. It's really good. You take orange juice and mix it with vodka. It's called a screwdriver." Ryuichi answered, looking confused at his friends' confused faces.
"Oh.." they said at the same time.
They waited around talking with each other for about 15 minutes until the cookies were done. Suguru took them out and let them cool for a few minutes, then put them on a plate and turned to the group with a bright smile and said, "Ya'll ready?"
They all nodded and smiled back, walking down into the basement. Shuichi always thought Hiro had a cool basement. He had beanbag chairs laying randomly around the room, a karaoke stage in the far corner, his personal bar where he serves out the liquor, and random knick-knacks for all the games that he and Shuichi play whenever they want to unwind.
"OOO COOL BASEMENT, HIRO-SAN!" Ryuichi yelled, his voice echoing throughout the room.
"Thanks. Now, what are we going to do first?" Hiro asked, looking around at his companions.
"How about let's karaoke, na no da!" Ryuichi suggested. "It'll get us kickstarted at least...ya know, get the adrenaline rushing, na no da!"
"Good idea!" Suguru said.
Shuichi was the first to run to the stage.
"Any requests?" he said smiled mischeviously at his companions.
"OO OO I DO I DO!!" Ryuichi said waving his hand ferociously in the air.
"Hai.."
"The Rage Beat! Sing The Rage Beat, na no da!"
"Okay." Shuichi looks through the millions of CDs Hiro had stacked up until he came across Bad Luck's karaoke version of their CD. He popped it in and let the music begin.
"Obieta mizuki de iradatsu omoi..."
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"Thanks, aniki!!" Tatsuha said waving behind him as he walked out the door.
Yuki grunted and shut the door with a slam. He had his book to finish. He sat down in front of his computer in his study staring at the screen, rereading over what he had written earlier, changing a few typos.
His mind was lead astray to his pink-haired, pop star boyfriend and the unfinished business they had to attend to when he got back. He felt himself smirk as he pictured what torture he could put on his lover: handcuffs (the fuzzy kind), candle wax...
He shook his head to clear his mind and get back to his work.
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Tatsuha was comtemplating whether to go to Hiro's or not. After all, he wasn't invited, so it wouldn't be right to just barge right in...but then again, Ryuichi was there, and he wanted more than anything to see Ryuichi up close. Sure, he had seen him once before at a bar Mika, Noriko, Shuichi, Tohma, and Ryuichi had went to, he even got Ryuichi to carry/drag him away when he claimed he was feeling faint.
"Damn." he said to himself as he continued on his way. Maybe on the way he would just stop by to say hi...
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It had only been less than an hour and Shuichi had already consumed 3 beers, 5 screwdrivers, and 9 tequila shots (they had played quarters. Everytime you miss you have to take a shot. He had missed 9 times, and he was drunk then, while everyone else missed at least 20 or more don't worry, they didn't drink that much. Sometimes they would take a shot, others they wouldn't.)
Shuichi was back on the stage singing, his voice slurred slightly, a Smirnoff in his hand. He burped and looked around at his friends. Hiro and Suguru were at the bar messing with the alcohol and Ryuichi was at the stage near Shuichi (Ryuichi was drunk, too).
"Shu-chan, sing me something." he said in a whiney voice.
"Like what, Ryu-chan?"
"Like-hic- I don't know-hic. A-hic-Grasper-hic-song." Ryuichi said between hiccups.
"Okay...how about um...Break Through?" Shuichi answered with another burp and a giggle. Ryuichi giggled back and nodded, heading to Hiro to make another screwdriver, trying not to trip over himself.
Shuichi sang the song, Ryuichi singing along (he still sounded remarkably good for a drunk). After, Shuichi stumbed off the stage and went to Hiro.
"Gimme a Smirnoff...I wanna grape this time.." he said in his slurred voice.
Hiro grabbed it, though slowly, because his vision was blurry and he was dizzy.
"Who wants to play truth or dare?" Suguru said loudly. His voice was remarkably louder now that he himself had a B.A.C. way over the legal limit.
"I do!! I do!!!" Shuichi yelled, half running half stumbling to a group of bean bags that were set in a circle. He collapsed on a green one while the others followed, Ryuichi sitting to his right, and Hiro to his left, Suguru at Hiro's side.
"Okay, Fujisaki," Hiro said slowly, trying to make himself audible, "you suggested the game, so you go first."
"Kay.." Suguru thought for a minute then pointed at Ryuichi. "You..truth or dare?"
"Me?" Ryuichi said. "Umm...truth."
"When was the last time you got laid?" Suguru asked with a giggle.
Ryuichi laughed and slapped his knee. "I don't think I ever have."
"NEVER? FOR REAL!? NO WAY!?!" Shuichi yelled, laughing loudly, his face flushed.
"Yes way." Ryuichi answered averting his gaze.
"It's ok, Sakuma-san, I haven't gotten laid either." Suguru said.
Ryuichi hiccupped and smiled at Suguru, taking Shuichi's Smirnoff out of his hand and taking a swig out of it, ignoring Shuichi's cries 'HEY!'
"Okay..." Ryuichi put his hand over his eyes and picked Kumagoro up from beside him on the bean bag chair.
"Whacha doin', Ryu-chan?" Shuichi said burping, his voice becoming more and more slurred, his vision twisted.
"Whoever Kumagoro lands on is who I pick for truth or dare.." Ryuichi chunked Kumagoro, and incidently Shuichi caught it.
Ryuichi opened his eyes and grinned. "Shu-chan, truth or dare, do no na."
(a/n): Let's just say that they are all so drunk they are all ready to pass out on the spot!
"Um...DARE!" Shuichi yelled, giggling at the echo his voice made.
"Okay..I dare you to..." Ryuichi tried to think up a good dare, but his head was spinning way too much to do so. He looked at Kumagoro for help. "Hey, good one, Kuma..-hic- I dare you to call Yuki-san right now and tell him the first thing that pops into your head."
Shuichi took a minute to comprehend this. After it finally sunk in he precarelessly took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Yuki's number.
"Hello?" Yuki sounded annoyed. Shuichi, too delerious to know better, started giggling.
"We're playing truth or dare, Yuki.."
"So what, brat, I have a deadline to meet."
"I love you, Yuki."
"Get your drunk ass off the phone."
"Yukiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!" Shuichi whined. "I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"
"That's nice, now get off the phone." Yuki demanded, his voice not annoyed, but rigid and serious. He really didn't like it when Shuichi was drunk.
"Ok, Yuki."
"You better be home sober tommorrow, because I am NOT going to deal with you with a hangover."
"Ok, Yuki."
"Bye. Be careful." Click.
Shuichi sat with the phone to his ear for a minute, Yuki's words swimming precarelessly around in his empty head until the finally formed into a sentence.
"Be careful for WHAT?!" Shuichi yelled into the phone. He looked up at his droopy eyed friends and giggled. "My turn?"
They nodded. He glared into Hiro's face, a mischevious grin spreading itself across his face. Hiro giggled.
"Bring it."
Shuichi cackled and said, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"You pussy! Why didn't you say dare?!" Shuichi tried standing up but his legs failed on him, sending him falling back and sinking so far into the bean bag his legs were sticking up in the air. The others laughed in an uproar.
Shuichi scowled and struggled to get up causing the others to laugh harder. Through his laughter, Ryuichi helped Shuichi to a sitting position.
"Okay, Hiroshi-hic-Nakano, lessee...Who do you have a crush on right now?"
Hiro was quiet for a while before looking at Suguru and smiled (though it was lopsided and he laughed like an idiot).
"Suguru, of course. Derr, you retards." he said with a grin, laughing.
Suguru looked at him and laughed, playfully punching his arm. "No way, you are joking me."
"No, I'm not!" Hiro said punching him back, and grabbing the arm he lightly hit and pulling Suguru towards him, their noses barely touching. "I'm serious...-hic-."
"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!" Ryuichi and Shuichi said simultaniously.
Hiro and Suguru didn't seem to hear. Hiro filled in what little space there was between his and Suguru's face and lightly kissed him on the lips, which quickly became more heated. Ryuichi and Shuichi watched in amusement for a minute before realizing what they were watching. Hiro was already fondling with Suguru's belt, who was already taking off Hiro's shirt.
"Ryu-chan, let's go upstairs and play Playstation." Shuichi said in a pouty voice.
"Kay." Ryuichi replied, getting up, Kumagoro sitting on his head. The two stumbed towards the staircase that lead out of the basement and back into the kitchen (Shuichi had grabbed a couple more beers and Smirnoff) and made their way (though not quickly whatsoever) upstairs and went into the living room, which was the next room over.
The two collapsed on the couch, Shuichi put the drinks on the table, and stared at the television, his eyes moving to the Playstation 2 that was sitting on top of it, as if his mind was commanding it to turn on itself. He turned to Ryuichi after failing his telepathy with the Playstation.
"Let's watch anime." he said.
"Kay."
Shuichi grabbed the remote sitting beside him and luckily it was already on the anime channel because Shuichi had temporarily forgotten how to use the remote. The two watched in silence for a few minutes.
"Shu-chan?"
"Hm?"
"Don't you sometimes feel like your life is nothing but a big anime?"
Shuichi looked at him in confusion.
"Do I what?"
"Do you feel like your life is just an anime?"
"DO..YOU...FEEL...LIKE...YOUR...LIFE...IS...NOTHING...BUT...AN...ANIME?!" Ryuichi said slowly and loudly.
"Oh.." Shuichi said realizing what he had just been told. "Um...nope, not really. Do you?"
"Sometimes. I get the feeling that I am the only one that can understand Kuma-kun."
He took Kumagoro off his head and sat him on the table in front of them. He leaned over and layed on Shuichi's shoulder and snuggled against him, half conciously half drunk.
"You're comfy, Shu-chan."
"You're warm, Ryu-chan."
The two sat that way for a few minutes. Shuichi could feel his eye lids getting heavier and heavier..until...
BANG!!
Ryuichi sat bolt upright, looking around for the source of the noise. They looked around and saw dust coming from the hallway, and then saw Mr. K, their gun loving manager walk in.
"I hear you were having a party." K said with that maniac grin, his gun pointed at Shuichi.
"Party? Is that what this is?" Shuichi said with a giggle.
Ryuichi giggled back. "I thought it was a baby shower."
"You two are drunk, aren't you?" K said, disapproval growing in his voice.
"Don't have a clue what you are talking about, K-san." Ryuichi said waving.
K shook his head. "Where is Hiro, I otta kill 'em! He's knows better than to get you all drunk!"
Ryuichi and Shuichi giggled like little school girls.
"I wouldn't bother him if I were you." Ryuichi giggled, his face turning red.
"And, why not?" K said angrily, his gun clutched tightly in his hand, his finger on the trigger.
"Him and Suguru are a little busy." Shuichi said biting his lip to keep from laughing out.
K looked towards the kitchen, to the basement door where faint noises could be heard down there. K's frown grew; Shuichi and Ryuichi still giggling like idiots.
"You guys are idiots! Don't you have more decensy that to get drunk on the night before your day off. You're going to spend the whole night in bed!"
"Yep, sure am." Shuichi said, turning back to watch more anime.
K steamed. He aimed his gun and shot, barely missing Shuichi's face and barely missing the TV.
"Better hope Sakano-san, much less Seguchi-san finds out about this."
"We'll be fine, K-san!" Ryuichi said happily leaning back over on Shuichi, snuggling against his side.
K frowned and walked out. Shuichi listened until he was gone. He could feel himself sober up slightly, so he took a Smirnoff and started drinking it. Suddenly he had been washed with guilt that he didn't want to feel at that moment, so he decided to drink it away.
"Shu-chan, I'm cold..."
"Me too."
"Is there a blanket or something around here, Shu-chan?"
"Lessee..." Shuichi said taking another swig of Smirnoff, looking around. He found one laying behind his head, draped over the back of the couch. He unfolded it and threw it over Ryuichi, who was still leaning on his shoulder. "Better?"
"N-hn." Ryuichi said nodding into Shuichi's shoulder.
They watched anime for a while, Shuichi's head buzzing. He got thinking about K threatening that Sakano and Seguchi better not find out about Hiro's party.
'What does it matter anyways. It's not effecting our jobs..' he thought to himself.
"Shu-chan, are you tired?"
"Mhm, a little bit."
"I wanna lay down."
"Well, lay down then, Ryu."
"I wanna lay down with you, Shu-chan."
Shuichi hiccuped and layed back so Ryuichi's head was on his chest. Ryuichi smiled to himself, breathing in Shuichi's scent. It smelled like Yuki-san. Ryuichi frowned slightly but it faded when Shuichi started playing with his hair.
"We use the same shampoo, Ryu-chan. Did you know that?"
"No, na no. Really?"
"Nhn."
"That's cool. Shu..."
"Yeah?"
"Why do you like Eiri-san so much?"
"I don't know. I just do."
"But he's so mean."
"He's caring sometimes."
"Sometimes isn't good enough all the time." Ryuichi said looking up at Shuichi, his eyes wide and filled with mixed, drunken emotion.
"I know Yuki better than a lot of people. He isn't always mean. Everyone has their crosses to bear, and that's just his way of coping."
Ryuichi lifted his head up and scooted up so he could look into Shuichi's eyes. He was almost laying on top of him.
"How long have you two been together?"
"A little over a year."
"That's a long time." Ryuichi said sadly. "Wanna know how long I have liked you?"
"How long?" Shuichi said precarelessly, not paying much attention as sleep was trying to grab him.
"Since I met you during the concert when we did a duet together. I fell in love with your voice, your moves...everything about you."
"That's what Yuki said, only he said he was drawn to my eyes. Needless to say, he was drunk when he told me this and denyed it to my face when he was sober, but I saw he had written down in his diary..I know I shouldn't have looked in it but I can't help it."
"Shu?"
"Hn?"
"Can we not talk about Eiri-san?"
"Why?"
"Because it hurts too much."
Shuichi looked confused at his friend who was directly above him.
"It hurts way too much." Ryuichi said, his face drawing closer to Shuichi's until their lips met.
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Tatsuha couldn't take it anymore. He had to see Ryuichi. He had been sitting at a bar for the past 2 hours wondering what he should do, so he decided to forget about it and see Ryuichi. He headed to Hiro's house and was there within half an hour. He saw that the door had been kicked it because it had been carelessly put back in place. He carefully opened it and walked down the hall. He could hear voices coming from the kitchen, where he walked only to see no one there. He heard noises down below; soft moans to be exact, but he ignored them and turned to the voices that he heard. He discovered they were coming from the living room.
"How long have you two been together?"
"A little over a year."
"That's a long time." Ryuichi said sadly. "Wanna know how long I have liked you?"
"How long?" Shuichi said precarelessly, not paying much attention as sleep was trying to grab him.
"Since I met you during the concert when we did a duet together. I fell in love with your voice, your moves...everything about you."
"That's what Yuki said, only he said he was drawn to my eyes. Needless to say, he was drunk when he told me this and denyed it to my face when he was sober, but I saw he had written down in his diary..I know I shouldn't have looked in it but I can't help it."
Tatsuha tip-toed into the living room where he had a clear picture..Ryuichi layed on top of Shuichi, a blanket throw over them, their faces too close for comfort...
"Shu?"
"Hn?"
"Can we not talk about Eiri-san?"
Tatsuha began to sweat at the sight he was seeing and what he was hearing. He could tell that they were drunk, especially Shuichi, but this was too much to bear.
"Why?"
"Because it hurts too much."
Shuichi looked confused at his friend who was directly above him. Tatsuha held his breath.
"It hurts way too much." Ryuichi said, his face drawing closer to Shuichi's until their lips met.
Tatsuha let out a girlish yelp and ran out just as Shuichi and Ryuichi both looked in his direction. Shuichi could have sworn that he saw black hair...
Sleep was overcoming him. He felt his heart grow heavy, knowing he just did something wrong, he just couldn't quite tell what it was...
"G'night, Shuichi."
"Night."
They fell asleep as soon as their eyes closed, Ryuichi laying comfortably on Shuichi who was warm underneath Ryuichi's body. Hiro and Suguru's noises died down some time later.
SOO WHAT DID YALL THINK? I KNOW, I KNOW, LAMEO PARTY, BUT I LIKE THE WAY I ENDED THIS CHAPTER. HAHA WIERDO ME. Please review! And please give me some suggestions! I want to improve.