Yuki and Shuuichi, a violent storm and warm softness.

Shuuichi kept sitting on the small chair near Yuki's, wearing only his large white pullover and boxers, and silently kept glaring at the paper in his hand as the rain fell endlessly outside.

"It won't write itself."

Shuuichi looked up. "I wish it would."

Yuki never looked away from his screen. He read back before continuing to type.

Shuuichi drew a bug on the paper.

Yuki gasped as the wind suddenly blew harder outside, forcing a whistle around the building's corner. Good thing I turned the heating up a few hours ago to prepare for this. It looks like it's going to be a cold night.

Shuuichi glanced at him.

"Yuki? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. Be quiet."

Shuuichi looked at him a few seconds before turning back to his bug.

A harsh gust of wind against the windows and an abrupt clap of thunder made the hairs at the back of Yuki's neck stand. Rain started showering and hitting at the windows because of the wind.

Yuki, Shuuichi thought bewildered. His eyes were wider than usual at the click of his logic. Are you… afraid of the storm?

As the rain started hitting the window harder and a loud whistle ghosted its way through his spine, Yuki made a sound foreign to Shuuichi's ears and tensed.

Shuuichi pushed his leg out and across so that it rested against Yuki's.

Taking the soothing presence, Yuki slowly relaxed and resumed typing.

Lightening tore its way in front of the window and a clap roared its way through the walls. Yuki jumped once more, tensing horrible, before pushing the screen of his laptop down and putting his head down on folded arms across it.

"Yuki."

It's so cold.

Warmth covered him then enveloped him.

Just like that night.

"Yuki."

Fingers brushed his hair away from his forehead and behind his ear. He felt a kiss to his temple.

"Are you tired, Yuki?"

"Mm."

"Come, let's sleep. We'll work later."

A menacing thunderclap brought his hands tighter around himself.

"Yuki."

Shuuichi put his head on the back of Yuki's shoulder.

"I'm here, Yuki."

His hand rubbed Yuki's back.

"I'm here."

Another foreign sound escaped as the wind whistled and crashed the rain onto the window.

"Yuki?"

Shuuichi kissed the back of his shoulder and then his temple once more.

"Trust me, Yuki. Your Shuuichi is here, and I'm never leaving."

"Shut up, brat. You're giving me a headache."

Don't push me away, Yuki. You don't have to be alone.

They stayed like that a long time before Shuuichi's hand tugged Yuki gently upwards. Yuki must have been too numb to feel the streaks on his face and the fresh tears sliding to his jaws. Shuuichi looked into dreary hazel eyes and slid in the space between Yuki and the desk. He put his arms around Yuki, leaning a knee on the chair between Yuki's legs to not hurt his back when he pulled him to his chest. Although he was physically there, eyes open… Yuki was very far.

Shuuichi petted Yuki's soft hair and allowed his heartbeat and breathing to calm his frightened lover. Don't be afraid, Yuki. As long as I'm alive, you're safe. It's not the same night. Tonight, I'm with you, like every coming night.

Shuuichi held the unresponsive Yuki.

Yuki felt like his brain had turned into a blank, white page. His pupils were dilated and his gaze constant, staring at the wall but seeing nothing at all.

"Your Shu-chan's here, Yuki. Come back."

Shuuichi's hand came down and wiped the tears away gently. His thumb lingered above Yuki's eyes then gently urged delicate lids to close.

Yuki closed his eyes and floated into the warmth. And when the thunder, whistling, clattering and howling came from beyond the window, it didn't matter, because it was too far away.

"I love you, Yuki, and I want you strong and comfortable forever, my beautiful." Shuuichi's hand kept petting Yuki's hair as blood returned to Yuki's face, ridding of the frightening paleness his features reflected a while before.

"Speak softly love and hold me warm against your heart," Shuuichi slowly started to sing. "I feel your words the tender trembling moments start…" He kissed the top of Yuki's head. "We're in a world…our very own - sharing a love that only few have ever known."

Yuki closed his eyes.

"Wine colored days warmed by the sun, deep velvet nights…when we are one." Shuuichi's caressing hands returned to the soft blonde hair."Speak softly love so no one hears us but the sky. The vows of love we make will live until we die. My life is yours, and all because… you came into my world with love, so softly love."

Shuuichi pulled back, holding Yuki's hand as he did. "Let's go to bed, Yuki."

Yuki allowed himself to be lead to the bedroom. He watched as Shuuichi undid the buttons of his shirt and slid it over his shoulders then the button of his pants and zipper before letting it drop to the ground as well.

Shuuichi removed the covers and made Yuki sit on the bed. He went to the closet and pulled out his favorite orange pullover and put it on Yuki. He smiled softly, kissing Yuki's forehead, then crawled onto the bed too, pulling Yuki down with him. He covered both of them and held Yuki close, resting his head on his chest, and continued to pet his hair.

Wine colored days warmed by the sun,
Deep velvet night when we are one…

Speak softly love so no one hears us but the sky.
The vows of love we make will live until we die.
My life is yours and all because you came into my world with love, so softly love.

"You came into my world with love… so softly." Shuuichi kissed his hair. "Love," he whispered, eyes closed.

"Shu-chan," Yuki whispered.

Shuuichi's eyes opened. "Yes?"

"This song… It's mine."

Shuuichi smiled. "Ok," he said, continuing to pet Yuki's hair until his breathing calmed. "Yours."

Lyrics borrowed from Matt Monro – "Speak Softly Love"