Let it Will Be

Let it Will Be
Flora Winters
I do not own Gravitation. It is so wonderful.
Summary: Shuichi is kicked out of Yuki’s apartment yet again and Ryuichi is there for him with Kumagoro in tow. MM, Language.

Chapter Eleven

Reiji was most displeased with her two slaves. She leaves for a couple of days and everything goes to hell in a hand basket made of napalms. She took the time to actually enjoy the explosion, too.

Touma was back to his normal princess self and not the raging queen that he had been. It was now K’s job to make sure he took his crazy pills. They could not afford (well, actually they could afford) to have a crazed psycho running the show.

“And just what the hell do you call yourself?” Shuichi asked her, fearing the answer.

“I’m an American,” she grinned at him, twirling a gun around her finger, tinfoil hat now on her head. “It is accustomed that I play with Weapons of Mass Destruction.”

Shuichi turned away from her and continued to listen to his idol finish singing the last verse for their new demo. It made him smile. That was two songs down and six more to go.

“Well?” Reiji fumed, shooting a bullet into the wall next to his head. “Do you have the lyrics yet so everyone can put them to music?”

Shuichi scratched his head. “I got the humming part down all nice and pretty.”

Her left eye twitched and she drop kicked him.

“I don’t care if you’re dying from cancer, you little wimp!” She screamed, beating him like a puppy with a rolled up newspaper. “GET IT DID!”

“KUMAGORO BEAM!” Ryuichi yelled, smacking the crazy bitch across the face with his pink fluffy bunny of doom.

She stumbled sideways and fell over onto her side in shock. She looked around to see a chair spinning, hearing a door slam behind her.

“I’M GOING TO NAIL YOUR FEET TO THE FLOOR, SAKUMA!” She screamed, scrambling to her feet, running to pull a bazooka from the broom closet. She always kept something around in case of attempted escape.

Ryuichi pulled Shuichi with him down several flights of stairs. He jerked him into the men’s restroom, pushing the trashcan up in front of the door. That whore would never thing to look for them in the crapper.

Shuichi walked over to take a seat on the windowsill and sighed. His head was hurting him a little and he was really sleepy.

Yuki had made him sleep on the sofa, telling him that he was dead if he made him sick, too. He had been shocked that Yuki had even let him in. For some odd reason, it was like Yuki was pretending that nothing had happened. Whenever he would try and bring up the issue, Yuki would suddenly have to go work on his book.

He was so confused. Was Yuki mad at him or not? He just wanted to know.

“Shuichi?’ Ryuichi asked, bringing him out of his thoughts. “Are you okay? Did that mean lady hurt you?”

Shuichi smiled at him and shook his head. He was okay.

He suddenly blanched when an explosion shook the floor. He could hear Reiji screaming up a storm of chaos.

“Kumagoro tried to knock the evil witch out,” he giggled, tickling his brave bunny. “But her magic is stronger than we thought.”

Shuichi scratched his left cheek in amusement. “She’s going to blow this whole place up in order to find us.”

Ryuichi put an index finger to his lips and put on a thoughtful expression. That would not be good at all. It would make Touma really mad. So, he decided to change the subject. There would be no more speaking of the Four Eyed Bomb Tossing Bitch.

“Does Shuichi trust Ryuichi?” The legend singer had Kumagoro ask the pink haired sparkly.

Shuichi bit his bottom lip, nodding his head. “You know I do, Kuma.”

“Sweet,” Ryuichi said, grabbing a hold of him, jumping out the open window just as the door behind them exploded inwards. “GOOD TIMES!”

Shuichi was so shocked he didn’t even get the chance to scream. The fall had been a short one.

He looked over at the crazy man, asking, “Did you know there was going to be a giant mochi here to break our fall?”

Ryuichi grinned with really white teeth, singing in a spooky tone. “I’ll never tell…”

“OH, GODDAMN IT!” Reiji screamed down at them. “HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, YOU WHORES! SOMEONE GET ME A BIGGER GUN!”

“Bye-bye, scary lady,” Ryuichi sang up at her, giving her the middle finger. “Shuichi and I are going to run away now and have some yummy.”

He grabbed Shuichi by the hand and began to skip off into the dazed and stunned crowd. He had one of the sweetest jobs in the world.

Reiji’s eyes burned, mirroring hell. “Note to self…CAPTURE THE BUNNY!”

She cackled insanely and pushed the button on the remote in her hand. Mochi exploded all over the place for no apparent reason.

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Shuichi took a seat on the veranda and closed his eyes. How many times had he managed to elude Death now? Hell, he lost count one it went over 300.

“Here you are, Shu,” Ryuichi said, handing him a cup of strawberry ice cream. “Kumagoro put some pretty pink sprinkles on it for you, too.”

Shuichi thanked them and took a bite. It was really good. Ryuichi knew all the yummy places to eat. He was always taking him to fun places.

“What’s wrong, Shuichi?” Ryuichi asked him. “It is such a beautiful day to not be smiling.”

“I…I don’t think we should see each other like this anymore.” Shuichi suddenly told him, looking away.

Ryuichi blinked in confusion. He put his spoon down and looked at his friend. “What does Shuichi mean?”

“We can’t see each other outside of work anymore.” Shuichi told him, turning violet eyes on him. “It makes Yuki mad.”

“I see,” Ryuichi softly said in a voice that could give millions an orgasm.

A tear slid from an amethyst orb. “I’m sorry, Mr. Sakuma.”

Ryuichi looked into his eyes and smiled, having Kuma wave at him. “We’ll just see you at work then, Shuichi.”

Shuichi gave him a bow, thanked him for the yummy ice cream once more, and ran like hell. He had to escape from that understanding smile.

How could he be so heartless? Ryuichi was just trying to make him feel better.

No! His friendship with him was hurting Yuki.

Ryuichi just sat there, not even realizing that he was crying until he felt the teardrops land on his hands that were clenched like fists in his lap. He picked Kumagoro up and walked away like a silent shadow. People were literally jumping the hell out of his path. He didn’t feel very sparkly right now.

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Touma decided that he was thirsty. It was late and he wondered where all the vending machines were in this new bitch. He was simply too rich to know these mundane things.

He stepped over Mr. Sakano (he’d been using him for target practice) and left the room. His poor tongue felt like a fucking desert and he wanted a soda.

“Ryu?’ He asked in surprise, seeing his normally bouncy friend looking a little lost and sad. “What are you still doing here?”

“Oh, Touma!” Ryuichi squealed, putting a fake sparkle in his eye. “This place is like a maze. Kuma and I’ve been lost for hours. We were afraid you were the Moo-Man?”

Touma cocked his head to the side. “The Moo-Man?”

Ryuichi nodded. “He’s this big cow with horns and he will moo at you when he’s hungry for innocent flesh.”

Touma let out a sigh. “I don’t think we’re in any danger then, Ryu.”

“WHY?” Ryuichi cried, suddenly throwing himself into Touma’s stunned arms. “WHY DIDN’T I SAVE MYSELF FOR TRUE LOVE?”

Touma was completely flabbergasted. What in the hell was going on. Shit he was thirsty.

“THAT FAT COW DOESN’T KNOW THE TREASURE IN WHICH HE POSSESSES!” Ryuichi shrieked, pushing away from Touma, lifting up his bunny. “KUMAGORO, GET ME THAT CARROT! I’LL RAM IT UP HIS FAT ASS AND GIVE IT A GOOD TWIRL FOR BUGS!”

Touma made it law not to do anything when Ryuichi was like this. It was dangerous and hazardous for one’s safety and health.

“IF HE MAKES HIM CRY AGAIN,” Ryuichi yelled, kicking his right foot through the wall over Touma’s head. “I’LL…I’LL DO SOMETHING NOT VERY NICE!”

Touma just stood there with his jaw on the floor. He was very disturbed and still needed a soda. He moved away from the psycho, wondering where those damn machines had run off to.

“Umm, Touma,” Ryuichi asked with a crazed demonic giggle. “Could you help me? My foot seems to be stuck.”

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Yuki grunted and slightly shivered as he rolled over onto his back. He reached for a cigarette and lit it.

Shuichi curled up on his side, refusing to let the tears fall. Yuki had been as cold as ever while fucking him. He could not even call it lovemaking.

How could he? There was no love in it. It was all so…robotic.

Yuki took a long drag and sighed. “If you get me sick, I won’t let you cum next time.”

Shuichi took that as his cue to leave the room. He got to his feet and walked like a pale phantom to the door.

He turned around and looked back at him and gave him a false happy smile. “I love you, Yuki.”

Yuki sat up, reaching for his glass of booze on the nightstand. “Close the door on your way out.”

Shuichi nodded. “Sweet dreams.”

Yuki listened to the door close and frowned. He hated it when the damn brat told him to have sweet dreams. His dreams were none of his business.

He lied down on his stomach and closed his eyes.

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Shuichi sat down on the lonely sofa, holding his head in his hands. Silent tears streamed from between his shaking fingers.

Shadows danced around him. He swore they were poking fun at him for being so stupid.

“He loves me,” he told them as he lied down, pulling the blanket up to his chin. “He loves me…in his own way.”

“Yuki,” the little voice inside of him hissed. “You’re colder than snow.”

He sat up when the phone suddenly rang. Who could be calling this late?

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“Do you have any idea how dangerous this is?” Hiro asked from the backseat of the unmarked black van.

K smirked at him from the rearview mirror. “The danger is what makes it all the more exciting, Hiroshi.”

Hiro shook his head. “This is Ryuichi Sakuma’s bunny were talking about here, K.”

“Put a lid on it, you redheaded pussy!” Reiji hissed, pulling down her black ninja mask. “I don’t even know why you’re even here.”

“You were the ones who kidnapped me!” He yelled, fighting his restraints.

K giggled. “You enjoyed my manhandling.”

Hiro blushed, fuming up a storm. “That is beside the point!”

“If we’re victorious,” K smiled. “I’ll make out with you…”

Hiro’s face became as red as his long hair. “I shall chant for your success.”

“Aren’t you married?” Reiji asked the other crazy American.

K nodded. “What’s your point?”

“Eh,” K said, waving it away. “We skipped that part.”

Reiji nodded.

“We have arrived!” K squealed, slamming on the breaks. “This is so exciting!”

“AH!” Reiji yelled, smacking him with her revolver. “BE QUIET!”

“How about a kiss for luck?” Hiro asked with a wink.

K obliged even though he was a little dazed, but it made the blonde look even more handsome.

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Ryuichi suddenly woke up, feeling that something was not right. He felt around, realizing to his horror that he could not feel Kumagoro. He was not where he was supposed to be.

He groped around in the darkness for the light switch and turned it on. He gazed around in terror. His bunny friend was nowhere to be found.

That was when he found the note stabbed on the front of his bedroom door with a dagger in it. He cocked his head to the side and read it.

FINSIH THE CD OR YOU’LL NEVER SEE THE BUNNY AGAIN! OH, BY THE WAY, THE COOKIES WERE DELICIOUS.

Ryuichi’s nostrils flared and his whole penthouse shook with his rage.

“KUUUUUUMAAAAAAGORRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOO!” He screamed like an angry siren of the sea, objects shattering. “MYYYYYY COOOOOOKIIEEEEES!”

TBC…

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Flora.