Loving Shu

Yuki Eiri was pissed. He stood at the bar, a drink in his hand, cigarette clamped between his teeth, as a low growl rose in his throat. His eyes shot frozen fire in the direction of the dance floor. Anyone caught in that golden gaze was frozen stiff, even as they were burnt to a crisp; everyone that is except for the person he intended. Yuki growled again as his thoughts returned to the events that led to him standing in a club watching his baka lover practically humping a woman...

Earlier That Day...

Shuichi had just come home from the studio. He rushed into Yuki’s study, glomped onto his golden-eyed lover and then proceeded to babble non-stop about his day. Yuki was the master of selective hearing. His brain unconsciously filtered through whatever his ears picked up and only informed him about the important things. This ability had served him well since his family insisted on nattering at him every time he saw them, especially Mika. He had perfected this talent after he met Shuichi and at times he suspected that it was the only thing preventing him from murdering his small pink-haired lover. Yuki’s novel was going well and he was actually ahead of schedule for once, because of this, instead of getting angry and kicking Shuichi out, he allowed the smaller man to stay and babble.

His focus shifted immediately to Shuichi when the words “new club” caught his attention. The last time Shuichi had gone to a “new club” with a “new friend” he’d phoned Yuki in a panic, locked in a bathroom. Apparently it was the type of place in which the young and innocent, which Shuichi seemed to be eternally, had no choice in their sexual partners or even if they would engage in such an act. Shuichi had managed to escape his “new friend” after the man had tried to strip him of his clothes in the middle of the dance floor. He’d ended up in the bathroom, scared to death and had phoned Yuki. Yuki had soundly cursed Shuichi’s naïve stupidity and had then phoned Tohma and K. It had taken his deadly glared, more than a few rounds of K’s bullets and Tohma’s thinly veiled threats to convince the other patrons of the establishment to move away from the bathroom door and allow them to free Shuichi. The smaller male had been trembling and pale, with tears pouring down his cheeks. His shirt had been ripped, the button of his shorts had been broken and he had been missing a shoe. Shuichi had attempted to walk out of the club, but had been shaking so badly that Yuki had been forced to carry him. Since the incident Shuichi had been forbidden from going out alone and any “new friend” or “new club” had to be approved by either himself or Tohma before Shuichi was allowed anywhere near them or it. The incident had scared Shuichi so badly that he hadn’t even complained about the new rules.

“Shuichi” Yuki used his name knowing it was the easiest was to get his attention. He could have called him baka or brat but that invariably led to Shuichi whining about how mean Yuki was until Yuki was forced to apologise to get Shuichi to listen to him. Yuki was rewarded for his foresight when Shuichi immediately stopped chattering and turned his large purple eyes towards him, gazing up at him lovingly. “Did you forget the rules about “new friends” and “New clubs” Shuichi? I haven’t approved them and I haven’t received word from Tohma that he has given his approval.”

Shuichi rushed to assure his lover. “Nee Eiri! It’s really all right. Tohma-san introduced me to Aly-chan himself. We met a few weeks ago and we’ve had lunch dates and she’s been to the studio. She even came to our last concert. Also, do you remember that children’s fundraiser last week that you couldn’t come to? Well, Aly-chan went with me in your place! She’s really fun and when she suggested that we go to a new club tonight Tohma said it would be all right. Apparently the owner is a friend of Aly-chan. Everyone’s coming, Tohma-san, Ryuichi, Hiro, Suguru, K-san, even Sakano-san. You should come to Eiri! Apparently the club plays mostly American music.” Yuki tuned out the rest of Shuichi’s words as he picked up the phone to make a call to Tohma. He wanted to find out why he hadn’t been informed about Shuichi’s new friend.

Back at the Club...

Yuki fumed just thinking about it. When he’d phoned Tohma he could almost hear him smiling that stupid smile of his. Tohma had acted innocent claiming he was sure that he’d informed Eiri about Shuichi’s new friend and that Aly-san was a perfectly lovely woman, so there was no reason for him to object. He’d also told Yuki that the trip to the club for business, not pleasure, as they’d agreed to sing a few sets at the grand opening that night. Sakuma and Tohma were also performing, so Eiri shouldn’t interfere and if he was so worried he should just come himself. Yuki knew now that this was the real reason Tohma had neglected to tell him earlier. He had been hoping to trick Yuki into spending the night out with them. This had become evident upon their arrival at the club. They had stepped out of the limo that Tohma had sent to pick them up and been besieged by reporters, all of whom asked about their relationship. It was obvious, at least to Yuki since Shuichi never noticed anyone’s ulterior motives, that Tohma had informed the press about their arrival as a couple and had set the whole thing up as some kind of publicity stunt. Luckily, the press hadn’t been allowed inside the club and most of the patrons present that night were also celebrities so they weren’t mobbed as soon as they hit the dance floor. Correction as soon as Shuichi had hit the dance floor. Immediately after they’d walked in the door a voice had called out to them over the loud music. “Shu-chan! There you are! You’re late buddy and you promised to dance with me tonight!” Yuki barely had time to blink as a woman who was barely taller than Shuichi himself pulled Shuichi from his side and onto the dance floor. The woman, who Yuki assumed was Aly-chan, was petite with reddish-brown hair, her eyes were the lightest blue he had ever seen and her skin was a pale ivory, though her cheeks were rosy with the colour of good health. She had pulled Shuichi onto the dance floor and the two of them had spent the next three hours shaking and grinding, moving in ways that should have been illegal (at least in public). Yuki growled again as the song changed and the words were even more suggestive than those of the last one. The woman laughed as she looked into Shuichi’s eyes.

All right! Break me down, you got a lovely face

The woman’s hand caressed Shuichi’s face, making him giggle as a slight blush coloured his cheeks.

We're going to your place
And now you got to freak me out

Her hands fisted in her hair and her head went back as she moved her body in a slow dip towards the floor. Shuichi’s hands rested on her waist helping her balance as her body moved sensually in tune with the beat.

Scream so loud, getting fuckin' laid
You want me to stay, but I got to make my way

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it

Shuichi was getting into the song now. His hips moved against hers in an imitation of the sexual act.

When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Her hands moved down his back, giving a visual example to the words of the song.

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

They continued to move, repeating the movements as the chorus of the song was repeated.

Take it off; the paper is your game
You jump in bed with fame

Her hands playfully grabbed at the edge of Shuichi’s shirt pulling it up to reveal the tanned stomach underneath. Then her hands ran down her own body, caressing her skin through her clothes.

Another one night paid in full, uh
You're so fine, it won't be a loss
Cashing in the rocks, just to get you face to face

Shuichi cupped her cheek, grinning. He tried to give her a sexy “come here” look but failed and ended up laughing instead.

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it

The woman bent backwards, her hair brushing against the floor, while Shuichi’s hand moved to the small of her back holding her up as he moved his body above hers. (Had they been naked sex would have been inevitable.)

When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Again they repeated the movements they had made during the previous chorus, bodies bumping and grinding, hands flowing over clothing-covered skin. Yuki didn’t know how much more of this he could take.

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Their movements heated up even more, the woman dipping low, her face almost inline with Shuichi’s crotch. She slithered back up her body brushing against his, her arms winding around his neck as her hips began to bump and grind against Shuichi’s.

Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy...bitch

She gave a little wink to her partner as the last “Bitch” was sung.

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back, come on

Baby girl You want it all
To be a star You'll have to go down
Take it off No need to talk
You're crazy But I like the way you fuck me

She put her finger to her lips in a shushing gesture, then ran the same finger down his chest. She then turned around, wrapping her arms around Shuichi’s neck yet again as her backside was nestled in Shuichi’s crotch and they began to move to the final words of the song.

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on
You keep me right on

You're crazy
But I like the way you fuck me.

Yuki Eiri was pissed and now; he was going to do something about it.