Crazy

Shuichi and I like Sarah and All the others who supported this story! YOUR right I have many Shuichi like ways... Let me name them 1. I have no luck if you want to call my mishaps something I guess its bad luck I don't believe in luck! But No Luck. 2 I have a Sexy Lover who is very serious had a hard life as a kid, and sometimes tells me to grow up @_@ BUT He loves me anyways ^_^ I love him too. 3. I TALK A LOT 4. I talk people to sleep 5. I love to sing and use to perform on stage sweet or what! 6. I died my hair pink once haha. (Only Yuki like way I have is I LOVE writing storys have since i was a child. SO As Passoinate of a singer and song writer Shuichi is I am that much in love with writing stories ^_^) Wow I am done now *walks away* But Shuichi gives love all around! (K)

I am of Age to write these stories so shut up about asking if I am under age OK! I am way past 18 @_# MMMMK (Thumbs UP) (Gosh some people just don't like me But Hey I don't even really have BAD LUCK!! I Have NO LUCK AT ALL You know people who leave insalts instead of Rivews Are not even worth Mine or Shuichi's Time so don't even read my story if your going to Insalt! It says Review Not Hate or ask pointless questions! If you want to know I was Born ON 4-20-1984!!!!! That would make me 22 Years Old so fuck you Mother fuckers!)

*Mutters* I feel like I am caught in a bad dream with dumb ass haters and wish I could wake up in the middle of it! hahahaha (P.S. Shu has Bad Luck the band but me My Band is NO Luck hahaha)

Authors Note
Dysgrahia: Is the impairment to write as a result of brain dysfunction (New World Dictionary)

This deviation above will explain why, I have such a hard time with spelling and grammar. I have been diagnosed, with this brain problem and as you can read it in my stories it is true. For some reason I am cursed to want to write anyways to do something I can’t even do! I have the want and the need to write my creative Ideas, but no one can understand this unless they have this problem to, that problem is the want to write even though the brain won’t let them. So I guess I have another Impairment of the brain, that is the want to share my stories with others, I thought I would be curtsies enough to explain why it seems that a 10 year old is writing these stories. I have been writing in note books since my freshmen year of High school and now it has been 8 years that I have been taking pen in hand and putting my stories down on paper. I suppose if I could only read the story to you myself perhaps then it would sound better because I know what I am trying to say, and I am not trying to offend anyone with my problem. I don’t think any amount of help will help me. Because I was in Learning Disabled Classes all my life, and I was tottered the only way for me to change and have proper grammar and spelling is to just get a new brain. I am sorry to anger people as well, it is just crazy how I can’t see the awful spelling and grammar that the rest of you can, who knows if me typing this out is understandable like I think what I am saying to my own eyes is readable, but to everyone else its like a language from outer space or something. Who knows maybe I am just not part of this world anyways, maybe people with problems like mine aren’t earth creatures because for the odd fact I want to write and can’t. Or maybe not all people just me, anyways I know this is long and kind of getting to sound like a broken record damn brain! This is all the more I have to say and I hope people with an open mind can understand what I am trying to tell you.


This is my first Gravitaion Story and they may be a little out of Charry fore warning. As I just had this Iead in my head and I had to get it out. Also please don't tell me I have bad spelling and Grammar cause I know and I try my best if you can't read a story cause of the bad spelling and grammar don't and I warned you.

I did put a lot of work and thought into the story despite the Gammar so I hope you will like this so if you dare to read............

Crazy is the word most people would use to describe me. Who is me I guess you’re wondering; well my name is Shuichi Shindou and people call me crazy for many good reasons.

I will take this time now to tell you just how crazy I can be, if you’re interested. If not I guess that’s up to you. Whoever reads this, if anyone reads this at all; will you like it or will you hate it, will it be a waste of your time to read about some crazy man’s life?

I guess if you already took the time to check this out then you have the time to hear my story. Unless you got this far, thought it was stupid and then left; but for the person who is still reading this and being a good sport I will go on. Really, I’m going to type this whether anyone reads it or not and that’s all that matters right? Ok I don’t want to sound like I’m conceded, although I’m sure that’s just how I sounded, but I just mean I’m also writing this for myself. I have to get these crazy thoughts out of my crazy head. I just can’t sleep anymore; they keep bumping against the walls of my head wanting out so this is the only way to release these thoughts!

Like all stories mine starts at the very beginning, but I just want to take this time as well to say I’m sorry if I seem to go off topic, it happens a lot with me. Just ask any of my friends or my boyfriend, they can tell you I tend to wander. My boyfriend, Yuki, would probably tell me I was wasting my time writing this and I should stick to singing. You see my boyfriend is a lovely novelist. He writes a lot of best sellers and stuff like that, he’s pretty successful, and as for me…

I am part of a rock band called ‘Bad Luck’. Let me tell you, we didn’t get the name for no reason. I’m the lead singer and I have the worst luck in the entire world, so not only am I crazy, I have Bad Luck. Get it? Yet I can still find some reason to be happy, I don’t know how I do but I do. I guess that’s a good thing right?

Anyway, one thing that drove my father crazy *laughs* is I liked to dress in girls clothes when I was a kid. Now this would be ok if I was a girl right? I hope by now you’re clued in to the fact that I’m a boy… or a man now. I’m nineteen years old so I guess I would be a man now right? Not that I look like a man, I still like to dress like a girl. *Looks in the bathroom mirror* My eyes are large and the color of violet, “lovely you would say,” I think as I apply some eye liner, just a little to give me a cat like look. My hair is a bright neon pink color, I love it. Hmmm, *runs fingers over smooth hairless chin*. I couldn’t grow hair there if I tried. So that must be the one feminine gene that took hold: no face hair, chest hair or arm pit hair. I have little light hairs on my legs; that is if I don’t shave them. Ok I shaved both ok? But I don’t like hair there and never will. There are two things that really give away that I am a boy though. Even when I decided to wear a blue school girl’s uniform; skirt, pink top with pink knee high socks, I still dress like a girl now. That was the look I was sporting today. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t always dress this way.

Oh wait… I was just about to tell you how you can tell that I’m a boy! Sorry, went off topic. Ok, well one: I do have male parts. I would show you but that’s hard to do with text. I’m sure most of you reading this know what the male parts looks like? If not… well I don’t think I can describe it like a picture can show so go buy a PlayGirl and see for yourself. Not that I’m saying you don’t know what a penis looks like *blushes*. Also, the second way is: no woman at the age of nineteen would have this flat of a chest! I don’t even sport an A cup, so there. Yes I am a boy who dates a boy, so what? I’m gay, yippy for me! After what you’ve just read about me you shouldn’t be too shocked and amazed at my choice in mates. I was attracted to some girls at one time, but I guess my heart belongs to my fellow brother. Ok not my blood brother, you sickos, I don’t even have a blood brother. I do have an older sister. Anyway sorry, damn I sure am rambling.

I guess Yuki is right. Maybe I should stick to what I can do best, you know, singing. But I can’t get everything out in a song or else it would be a very long song. Who would want to listen to anyone sing for as long as a story could go? Then again in ancient times people would sit around fires and sing songs for hours and days… I think. Then there are operas where the person sings the whole time, but I can’t put auto to this text either so therefore, I must write. Sorry.

Though I have sung many times I feel that I want to try something new, so I’m going to write this whether Yuki wants me to or not, so humph. *Crosses arms* What is it that I’m writing you wonder? Well, I’m attempting to write a story about myself. I got two pages so far and I like what I have *laughs*, this is me take it or leave it! I mean what do you really want? Me to be fake? Not be me; write some kind of dry boring old something with not me all over it? I guess some people would prefer that I would do such a thing. Then those people shouldn’t read a story all about Shuichi Shindou right?

Anyway. I’m moving on now, back to me talking about how I’m gay or in other words a homosexual. I love a man! Though at times I don’t love being a man myself, which is another crazy thing I have. Don’t get me wrong, I love the enjoyment I get when my manhood is touched, well, by Yuki, not just by anyone. I don’t ever want to get rid of it! So don’t worry, Shuichi will always be a male. I don’t know if you were worried or not but I worried myself there for a moment. *Looks down at penis* Don’t worry buddy, I would never part with you.

*Blushes* Anyway, this was another thing my father never approved of, nor my mother, but my sister helped me with my makeup a lot. She was cool; she always thought I was crazy so she fed my girly needs! I must admit I confused a lot of people. My father grew more and more upset with me. People always asked if I was a girl or said he had such a cute little daughter.

I can’t help how the Good Creator creates! If He shapes my body and face into that of a girl’s then so be it. If my heart is for the male gender as well then so be it. If the Creator saw fit to stick a woman’s sprit into this body then that is that!

Being the lovely girly boy that I am got me my first date with Yuki! I was about fifteen then and he was eighteen. I do like the older men. He didn’t know that I was a boy *laughs again to myself*. Ok so that isn’t funny. Yes it is! And this is where I start the real tale.

You see I was coming out of a practice for Bad Luck; this was back when we were just playing in the garage so I was coming out of my garage when Yuki walked past. It was all in slow motion. At that time I didn’t have pink hair because my father wouldn’t allow it. So it was blonde, Yuki’s hair was a light brown color. He was so beautiful to me.

Hiro; my best friend, and I watched him as he walked by. But then he stopped! I couldn’t believe it; he stopped and turned to look at me. Those eyes of his stopped my heart. Lush light brown eyes and his hair and his face and his lips… Wow, what a babe. What a sexy, sexy man! I felt like my heart could jump right out of my chest!

“Hi there,” he said. The angel spoke to me! I think. I turned to see if maybe he was looking at someone behind me. No one was behind me.

“Um… hello,” I managed to squeak out.

“What’s your name?” He was looking me over from head to toe. Ok I don’t blame him, I was wearing a black halter dress and had a black ribbon tied in my hair. The dress came to my mid thigh. I was wearing some eye liner; well I always did, with a bit of mascara. It brings out my eyes, but never anything too heavy.

“Oh, um, my name, right…” I look to Hiro for help. Hot boys always sent me into a tizzy, if it weren’t for Hiro I don’t know what the hell I would do!

“Your name is Shu, remember darling?” he said as he patted my head. I think he thought it would be funny if Yuki found out that I’m a boy, so he just played along and called me Shu which also sounds like a girl’s name.

“Nice to meet you Shu, I’m Yuki.” He took my hand and kissed it, I could feel my face turn cherry red.

“I know. I love your books,” I said to him still feeling a bit shaky.

“Oh really? I’m glad to hear it. So are you busy or have a boyfriend?” he asked as he looked over at Hiro. Wow, I think fate and the stars and maybe the wind were blessing me today. I don’t know, but this man was moving in on me quick. Was he just wanting an easy fuck?! I didn’t care, at the time my head was spinning. I guess he still thought I was a girl.

“No, no, Hiro here is just my best friend. Though we have done things every once in awhile,” Hiro slapped me on the arm.

“Shu! I don’t think he needs to know about that,” he said giving me a death glare.

“No you’re right he doesn’t. Sorry, sometimes I speak without thinking,” I say smiling at Yuki and rubbing my arm. Hiro hits hard.

“That’s not very nice, hitting a girl,” Yuki said, frowning at Hiro.

“Oh don’t worry, Shu can handle it,” Hiro says as he ruffled my hair and messed up my ribbon.

“Hey stop it! You’re messing up my hair you fuckin’ prick!” I snap at him and try to fix my hair back to the way it was.

Yuki had no reason to believe I was a boy at all with how I acted or dressed, so he then went a step further. “Well since you’re not taken, which I am surprised you’re not because you’re so cute,” I could feel myself blushing when he said that. “Would you like to go to the ice cream shop with me if you’re not busy? That’s where I was headed. I like to eat ice cream sometimes, it helps me think. I heard your band in there; it sounds pretty good for a garage band. Anyway how about it?” he said as he put a hand to his hip, what a bold boy he was!

“Um, you want me to go with you?” I said pointing to myself again in disbelief.

“Yes honey. Now go along with the nice man,” Hiro said with a laugh and tapping me on the ass to get me to move. Ok so maybe ‘tap’ was a light way of putting it. You know how a person slaps a horse’s ass to get it to run? Well it was kind of the same thing.

“Ow! Hiro when I come back I’m going to kill you for that,” I growled as I rubbed my underwear-less bottom. Yeah, so what if I don’t where underwear all the time? Though it does hurt more when you have no underwear and people insist on slapping your ass. Dresses makes it easier when I have to pee, though I get lots of weird looks when I go into the men’s bathroom. I send most men out of the bathroom when I pull out my dick like they think I’m a freak or something! Or that I’m going to attack them. Yeah right. Me attack anyone? If I went up against a one year old I would probably lose. I’m sorry, I forgot to warn you that I get a little personal, and why not? I mean, I’m going to tell you a lot. Probably pretty much everything, right down to me not even wearing underwear at the age of fifteen. I still don’t wear underwear, but anyway, sorry for going off topic again. Enough about me not wearing underwear. I know I’ve said that word too many times. Underwear!

“You two act like brother and sister,” Yuki laughs as we walked down the sidewalk; without the spanking monster. I was glad for that.

“Oh well um, sometimes we act that way but not always,” I say shaking my head. Brothers and sisters shouldn’t act the way Hiro and I act at times. Nor should the sister have a penis and still be called a sister. “So I’ve read your love story about the beautiful girl who meets up with a sexy man and they… well, you described everything very well.” I blush, I don’t think 15 year olds should be reading what I was reading, but I couldn’t help myself. Of course I hid those books from my parents. “Though I wish you would write a story where two sexy men meet up and, well, I mean,” I blush again; he gives me an odd look.

“So you’re into the male/male stuff as well?” he asked me as he opened the ice cream parlor door for me.

“Oh yes very much so. I like a good yaoi,” I nod. We both ordered our ice cream, I got strawberries and he got blueberries. We sat down at a booth.

“Hmm, what yaoi’s do you like?” I couldn’t believe he was interested in knowing this.

“Well my favorite is ‘Ai No Kusabi’ and ‘Taming Riki’. It has a lot of male/male sexual interactions, well the fics I read online,” I say smiling at him. “I read it online, but only the first volume. The rest you have to buy and I’m poor so I’m stuck on this cliff hanger. Though I do know that there is this yaoi anime out there with Riki and Iason in it, I just can’t seem to find a place to order it. Riki and Iason are like the main characters of the anime or manga.” I realized I was rambling and I shut my mouth. “Sorry I tend to babble when I’m nervous.”

“Hmm interesting,” he said. He began to look me over a little closer; he seemed to be noticing things now that I don’t think he noticed before he got a closer look at me.

“Is everything alright?” I asked as we left the ice cream parlor.

“Um, not really. Would you like to go to my apartment? I would like to speak with you somewhere a little more private.” My eyes went wide as saucers and my manhood had a brain of its own and twitched, luckily it couldn’t be seen through the dress as it was stirring to life. Hey, I’m fifteen years old, you can’t blame me. I’m a teenager after all and I might be the horniest teen you would ever meet, but most teens might say that if they weren’t too shy to admit something like that.

“Oh um, don’t you think we’re moving a little fast for someplace private Yuki?” I said, feeling my face flaming.

“Trust me, this needs to be private for your sake,” he says very low in my ear. And without another word he dragged me down the street. “So Shu, how old are you anyway?”

“Fifteen, how old are you?” I couldn’t believe I had forgotten to ask him the important information!

“I’m eighteen,” he answers as we come upon his apartment building. It was such a nice place! He lived on the top floor in the pent house. I wondered if he was taking me up there to kill me. I wouldn’t be able to get away very easily. He unlocked the door and pulled me in, shutting it behind us; he slammed me against the door. “You think you’re funny you little punk? Why didn’t you tell me you were a boy!” he said shaking me by the shoulders. He seemed very upset with me. Ok I know I just stated a very obvious fact, but it’s hard to think much when your head is being tossed around on your shoulders being thrashed.

“I, it all happened so fast and Hiro, well he slapped me so hard that I wanted to get away from that and you were so nice and- I’m sorry please don’t hate me!” He let me go; thankfully, I thought he might kill me.

“Well it’s my fault too for thinking you were a girl, but why the hell are you wearing that?! How is it that a boy can look so good in that kind of… thing? I never thought boys looked good before! I brought you here so I could confirm that you were a boy or a girl. Tell me Shu, what’s your real name and are you a boy!?” I thought he already knew I was a boy since he had said before, but I guess he wanted confirmation.

“My name is Shuichi and yes I am a boy and I like boys,” I say blushing. “I like to dress in girls clothes cause they look good on me and I like you, but if anyone is to blame here it’s Hiro for not telling you I was a boy at first.” Ok, I know I passed the blame on to a 3rd party, but I was so tongue tied! What could I do!?

“Why is it his fault? You could have told me!” he says slamming his hand next to my head.

“No! I couldn’t speak! You took my breath away when you looked at me. I’m a fool and I’m sorry for tricking you, it’s not like I was never going to tell you. Like I said, everything happened so fast,” I said again without breaking eye contact with this very pissed off man.

“Well then I suppose you better just go back home then huh? I don’t like tricks,” he says. I try think fast as he let me go from the wall.

“But what about treats? I could give you a treat if you like, for all the trouble and the ice cream you gave me.”

He slaps me across the face. OW! What is up with everyone hitting me today!?! I put my hand to my cheek trying to ease the sting.

“What do I look like, do I look like the kind of person who would ever do such a thing as let a male do that for me!?” He was very close to me. I closed my eyes tight shut; I thought he might bite me or something. “Well, do I?” he demanded to know of me.

“To be honest I don’t know! I’m sorry, I’ll leave now,” I said as I began to cry. He liked me all the way until he found out that I was a boy, so maybe he was just looking for an easy ride. “Bye Yuki, keep up with the good writing,” I say as I turn to go, he put his hand on my shoulder.

“Wait, don’t go,” he turns me around to face him. What’s his problem? I wonder if he’s in denial… That’s not good sometimes.

“I thought you told me that I should,” I could feel my heart racing.

“Well yes, I know that’s what I told you to do but I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay and talk with me. I’m sorry I overreacted, I just felt tricked is all.” He pulled me over to the sofa to sit down. He gave me another one of those non-believing looks. “Well I suppose you’re right, you do look good in girl’s clothes, which is amazing, but what’s more amazing is how you look so much like a girl, yet you’re not. I guess that’s why I was attracted to you. I admit you’re the best looking person I’ve come across in a long time.” We sat a good distance apart on the sofa, which was a good thing for now.

“Oh, well thank you. I never really thought I was but thanks,” I said, blushing again. “Well as you know I thought you were attractive too and I guess I couldn’t believe you would ever look my way. So I was so be-dazzled about it that I just left with you. To be honest Yuki I probably would have followed you anywhere you asked me to go,” I admit, looking down at the ground and then my shoes, which were black with a chunky heel to make me taller. “Plus I didn’t even tell my mom or dad where I was going. I just left with you, I’m probably going to be in trouble when I go home but I’m always in trouble. That’s why we named the band Bad Luck,” I say looking down at my knees and then my fingers that were laced together on my knees.

“Oh really, well,” Yuki moves closer to me and unties my hair ribbon; my hair fell to my shoulders. I could feel my heart beat as I felt his warm breath on my cheek. Oh my gosh! He just took off a piece of my clothes! My brain screamed.

“How about we go out tomorrow, but this time you go as a boy and we really get to know each other. I must admit Shuichi, I’m quite taken with you as well. Though don’t tell anyone about it, I don’t want people to know I like a boy,” he said, looking at me nervously. So he does like me, how beautiful.

“Then wouldn’t you rather me dress up like a girl that way no one would know?” I asked; he seemed to think about it for a moment.

“No. I want you to come as you. We’ll be two guy friends hanging out, alright?” he says and I nod in agreement. So what did that mean? I hang out with Hiro all the time and sometimes we do stuff that I think friends shouldn’t. Maybe sometime Yuki and I could do that too, that would be awesome. Here I go again thinking about sex. I’m a teenager remember? Give me a break!

“Alright that sounds cool. What time do you want to get together and where?” I ask as I leap up off the sofa and put my hands behind my back.

“Around noon. I’ll pick you up and we’ll go to lunch okay?” he says, giving me a very sexy smile. Actually, most everything he does is sexy come to think of it.

“Ok, sounds good to me Yuki. See you tomorrow,” I say as I head toward the door, he stopped me again.

“See you tomorrow.” He gazed into my eyes and leaned in close. My heart couldn’t possibly beat any faster as he kissed my cheek. “This is going to be very interesting,” he whispers, I nod and finally leave his apartment, blushing all the way back home.

I come into the house and my father was sitting there on the sofa reading while my mother was cooking dinner. “Where did you go young man? You just walked out of here in those clothes! I can’t believe you!”

“Oh come on dad. You can’t believe Shu, my sister, always does stuff like that?” my sisters throws in her two cents from her chair where she was watching TV.

“Makio you’re not helping. In fact you never help so just hush,” he snaps at her. He’s right I guess; all she ever helped me do was my make up. I think she only did that because she thought it was funny. “Anyway who was that strange boy you left with?” he demands to know.

“He isn’t strange dad. He’s Yuki. He writes stories and gets paid to do it and now that I’ve talked with him he’s not strange anymore,” I point out, my father just rolled his eyes,

“You could have gotten yourself in deep trouble wearing that girl get up. One day you will and I won’t stop the person who beats you up for it!” My father can be so hurtful at times. He’s such a nice man but I suppose he didn’t think his son would be even more girly than his daughter.

There was a knock on the door as Hiro just barreled in, I was so happy to see him. “Well thank you father for telling me that lovely news, see ya!” I say as I pulled Hiro upstairs to my room.

“So, how did it go?” he wants to know, but I pin him face down to the bed and give his ass a slap.

“That’s for spanking me when you knew I wasn’t wearing any underpants!” I say putting my hands to my hips.

“Man you really know how to flick your wrist right,” Hiro said as he rubbed his stinging ass cheeks.

“I was taught by the best; Yuki knew I was a boy at the ice cream shop. Then he took me to his apartment to talk to me ‘privately’ about if I was a girl or boy,” I told him everything that had happened.

“Wow. So he wants to meet you for lunch tomorrow. I wonder what he means by that...” Hiro said, now lying on his back with his hands behind his head. I took off my shoes; that always feels nice.

“Well he said we were going to be two guys hanging out together. He said he wants to get to know the real me dressed as a boy.” I sat down on the bed and look at Hiro who smiled up at me.

“Oh so he was straight, or is straight, but found that there is a boy out there who is very sexy and better looking than girls.” Hiro laughed as he sat up and patted me on the back.

“I’m not better looking than anyone,” I sigh, then remember Yuki took my hair ribbon. “Hey! He took my ribbon,” I say as I look in my bedroom mirror.

“Shut up Shu. You’re too sexy. See, he thinks you’re so hot that he had to have something of yours to keep close to his heart. What a romantic.” He laughs again; he always loved making fun of me.

“Yes he is a very sweet man with a high temper. He hit me by the way, he slapped me,” I point out.

“You told me that already Shuichi.” So what? He slapped me and it really hurt!

“Well I think taking people’s clothes is a little psycho Hiro!” I continued.

“I bet he just wanted a part of you, don’t worry. Maybe he does like you.”

“Well my point is he has a temper and it’s kind of scary. But he’s so sexy and I am definitely going to hang with him tomorrow whether we hang from monkey bars or a window, I know it’ll be fun!” I lay down on my back as well and look up at my ceiling.

“Shu, you’re funny sometimes"