The Price I Pay Yuki/Shuuichi
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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
4,204
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 12
The Price I Pay: Yuki/Shuuichi
Chapter: Thirteen:
“I have AIDS.”
Yuki walked into the concert the moment Shuuichi said those words, his shock hidden inside as the audience stood silent.
‘Stupid brat, why did you have to say that here?’
The novelist head started hurting and he absentmindedly fingered the bandage around his wrist.
‘Especially without talking to me about it.’
“Stupid brat.” Yuki muttered and leaned against the back wall, not really caring about the buzz of conversation now going on around him but finding it impossible to block out.
“AIDS, this got to be a joke….”
“No, he looks serious, I can’t believe….”
“How did he get it?”
“Oh no, what about his lover Eiri Yuki?”
At mention of his name, Yuki turned and left the concert hall—the last thing he needed was someone to recognize him and start pestering him with questions. His head was killing him, and worse, he felt that detached feeling start coming back—he didn’t want to dissociate here, not in front of all these people.
Not when the last time he dissociated he sliced his wrist.
Swiftly he left the hall and headed for the parking lot, head pounding as he took out a cigarette to calm himself. Lighting it and putting it in his mouth, he breathed in relief as the dissociative feeling faded. He focused on the cigarette and where he was to stabilize his thoughts and fend off the detached feeling.
“That was a shock.” Seguchi’s voice interrupted his focusing. “But I guess I should’ve expected that with Shindou-san.”
“What do you want, Seguchi?” Yuki glared at him, holding the cigarette between his fingers.
“You left so suddenly after what Shindou-san said, I knew it upset you. I wanted to make sure it didn’t upset you too badly.” Seguchi smiled wistfully, trying hard not to glance at Yuki’s wrist.
“I have everything under control, you don’t have to worry.”
“Eiri, you know your dissociative episodes can happen at any time. And you can’t always control all of them.”
“I’m fine.” He took another puff from his cigarette. “I should never have told you about my dissociating again.”
“I would’ve found out eventually.” Seguchi smiled warmly at Yuki, both men standing on the pathway leading to the parking-lot. “I’m not the only one that needs to know. You need to tell Shindou-san, he needs to understand all of your problems.”
“Don’t tell me what to do, Seguchi, I’m not a child anymore.”
Seguchi just sighed and looked Yuki in the eye.
“I guess I’ll always see you as someone young I must protect. But I’m just trying to look out for you, Eiri. I don’t want anything more to happen to you.” Suddenly tears filled Seguchi’s eyes, shocking Yuki. “But I can’t protect you anymore, not from your HIV—no matter what I do….”
“Seguchi….” Yuki flicked his cigarette to the sidewalk and did something uncharacteristic of him—he held Seguchi against him, comforting the older blond.
A/N: The chapter number of this fic on -fanfiction . net- and -adultfanfiction . net- differ since I added a very short chapter to another chapter when I posted it on the latter site.
Chapter: Thirteen:
“I have AIDS.”
Yuki walked into the concert the moment Shuuichi said those words, his shock hidden inside as the audience stood silent.
‘Stupid brat, why did you have to say that here?’
The novelist head started hurting and he absentmindedly fingered the bandage around his wrist.
‘Especially without talking to me about it.’
“Stupid brat.” Yuki muttered and leaned against the back wall, not really caring about the buzz of conversation now going on around him but finding it impossible to block out.
“AIDS, this got to be a joke….”
“No, he looks serious, I can’t believe….”
“How did he get it?”
“Oh no, what about his lover Eiri Yuki?”
At mention of his name, Yuki turned and left the concert hall—the last thing he needed was someone to recognize him and start pestering him with questions. His head was killing him, and worse, he felt that detached feeling start coming back—he didn’t want to dissociate here, not in front of all these people.
Not when the last time he dissociated he sliced his wrist.
Swiftly he left the hall and headed for the parking lot, head pounding as he took out a cigarette to calm himself. Lighting it and putting it in his mouth, he breathed in relief as the dissociative feeling faded. He focused on the cigarette and where he was to stabilize his thoughts and fend off the detached feeling.
“That was a shock.” Seguchi’s voice interrupted his focusing. “But I guess I should’ve expected that with Shindou-san.”
“What do you want, Seguchi?” Yuki glared at him, holding the cigarette between his fingers.
“You left so suddenly after what Shindou-san said, I knew it upset you. I wanted to make sure it didn’t upset you too badly.” Seguchi smiled wistfully, trying hard not to glance at Yuki’s wrist.
“I have everything under control, you don’t have to worry.”
“Eiri, you know your dissociative episodes can happen at any time. And you can’t always control all of them.”
“I’m fine.” He took another puff from his cigarette. “I should never have told you about my dissociating again.”
“I would’ve found out eventually.” Seguchi smiled warmly at Yuki, both men standing on the pathway leading to the parking-lot. “I’m not the only one that needs to know. You need to tell Shindou-san, he needs to understand all of your problems.”
“Don’t tell me what to do, Seguchi, I’m not a child anymore.”
Seguchi just sighed and looked Yuki in the eye.
“I guess I’ll always see you as someone young I must protect. But I’m just trying to look out for you, Eiri. I don’t want anything more to happen to you.” Suddenly tears filled Seguchi’s eyes, shocking Yuki. “But I can’t protect you anymore, not from your HIV—no matter what I do….”
“Seguchi….” Yuki flicked his cigarette to the sidewalk and did something uncharacteristic of him—he held Seguchi against him, comforting the older blond.
A/N: The chapter number of this fic on -fanfiction . net- and -adultfanfiction . net- differ since I added a very short chapter to another chapter when I posted it on the latter site.