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Kin no Shuichi
Written by:
Chochowilliams
Disclaimer: I do not
own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.
Summary: Things were good. Or so Shuichi thought, but one mistake by
Eiri could throw everything they’ve worked so heard for out the window.
Chapter Summary: After receiving an email, Shuichi learns the
secret Eiri has been keeping from him.
Warning: M/M,
romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied
Shuichi/oc
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A/N: Thank you to lilgurlanima, Sammy, Mrs. Hatake Itachi, Acherona for your reviews. I always love hearing from you guys.
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Chapter 8: In Regards To
Two Weeks Earlier
“I was with Seguchi, satisfied?”
That was what Eiri told me
when I confronted him about where he was one day a year ago. I thought that was the end of that. Oh how wrong I was. Thirteen months and a new baby later, I was
checking my email while little Sayo was napping and found an email from Eiri in
my inbox. The subject header read only,
“Gomen Nasai”. Curious, stupid me opened it. Again, those two words greeted me. What was Eiri trying to pull? Then I noticed there was an attachment. Something was telling me to ignore it, delete
the email and forget it. But I
couldn’t. They say curiosity killed the
cat. There is a reason for that
saying. A reason I never really
understood until that day.
At first, I was
ecstatic. A poem! Yuki wrote me a poem! How romantic.
I fell in love with my husband all over again.
But then…
I read it again. And again.
And again. Each time I gained new
insight. Better clarity…And then the
tears started to flow. That crack
reopened in my heart. My whole word came
crashing down around me. And that’s when
I knew. Eiri lied to me. He looked me straight in the eye and lied. After everything we’ve been through in the
four years we’ve been together. After
promising eternity to me with that surprise proposal after that argument we
had. After all the blood, sweat and
tears- quite literally- I’ve put into making this relationship work, Eiri had
the nerve to bring someone else into our bed.
How could he? How could he do
something like this to me? To us? To Sayo?
Why would he throw away everything we had on a tryst? Was I not a good enough lover, partner,
husband? Was the stress of a new baby
too much? Did he regret the decision to
hire a surrogate mother to have our child?
Or was it that I, as a man, could not properly satisfy the needs of the
great Eiri Yuki, another man? And did I
really want to know the answer to those questions? What hurt the most was that he has the
audacity to confess to me in a poem. A
poem! Can you believe it? How typically Eiri Yuki. That jerk.
“I never knew Eiri Yuki to be such a coward,” were the first words
that came out of my mouth when Eiri returned home that night.
Knowing the crime he was
guilty of, it was a miracle that Eiri came forward in the first place. That in and of itself took more courage than
keeping silent would have. I have to at
least give him that.
But still…
I love him. Despite his betrayal. He could break every bone in my body in a fit
of rage. In a drunken stupor, he could
force himself upon me until I’m red and raw and bleeding and I would still love
him. Armageddon would not pry me away
from my Yuki. He was stuck with me and
me him. But I don’t know if I could
forgive him for this despite the love I have and will always have for him. Some wounds just do not heal no matter how
much antiseptic you use.
A year ago, Eiri claimed Tohma
took him out to brunch. What a load of
crap. What a lie. It was nothing more than a giant fabrication
to hide the horrible sin.
I could still hear Eiri’s
voice in my head as he pleaded with me not to go.
“Shu, baby, you’re making a big deal out of nothing!”
That remark earned Eiri a
black eye. A big deal? Out of nothing? What the fuck! Who was he kidding?
“It was one time!”
And I’m supposed to believe
that…why? It took him a year to confess
what he did. Why should I believe
anything that came out of his mouth?
“She meant absolutely nothing!”
Oh, and that makes me feel a
whole lot better.
“It just happened!”
Yeah. Right.
Bull. Shit. Nothing “just happens”. He made a conscious decision to flirt with
that empty headed bimbo and then let himself be seduced. Why?
To prove to himself that he was still a man? More than just some little fruitcake, prime
bait for tabloid fodder?
“Fuck you!”
That was the last thing I
said to him as I gathered my daughter and the bag that I tossed a few of our
belongings into and stormed broken hearted out of the condominium. The last glimpse I had of him was the sight
of his shattered expression on that pretty boy face of his. Just the sight of such an uncool Eiri Yuki
almost made me think walking out on him had been worth it.
Almost.
But now here I sit in the
hallway between the elevator and his place sick to my stomach. The gleaming gold numbers on the door were a
wash as I sobbed into my arms folded over my raised knees.
After I walked out on Eiri, I
dropped Sayo off at my parents’ house and slipped off into the night without a
word. My mother’s voice is still clear
in my head as she called out to me.
I’m not much of a
drinker. Not like Eiri. But I went into the first bar I came
across. The next thing I knew it was
morning. They sky was just beginning to
lightened as the sun peeked above the horizon.
My stomach was churning. An
amplified bass thundered through my head.
Never before have I suffered from such a hangover. I felt like complete and utter crap. I just wanted to roll over and die. And that’s just what I did. Except the die part. Unfortunately. Groaning, I wrapped my arms around my middle
and curled up on my side under the thin, scratchy blanket.
I went still.
Wait a minute! My eyes flew open in a panic. I took in the pale peach walls, the armoire
at the foot of the bed, the desk against the wall besides it, the nightstand
with the black digital clock and lamp, the swinging light secured to the wall
above the bed. My heart thudded
painfully. Where was I? Oh, God!
I shot up and my stomach
lurched. My head spun. Or was it the room? Hissing, I squeezed my eyes shut against the
sharp pain that shot up my spine that emanated from my lover back.
“Shit!”
Oh, Jesus! My ass hurt.
Not a pleasant uncomfortableness either.
More like a skewered piece of meat.
I groaned out a breath. Just what
the hell did I do last night? And did I
really want to know?
The pain eased. My stomach settled and my head cleared enough
for me to be able to think at least semi-coherently. I noticed then that the room, it looked like
a hotel room, was in complete shambles.
My clothes were scattered haphazardly around the room. One of my socks was even hanging from the
lampshade. And…
What was that half-hidden
under a pair of jeans? (Were those jeans
mine? They seemed way too big). Peering closer, what I saw appeared to be
brightly colored foil wrappers. Were
they from candy? What? Did I have a chocolate binge? I snickered at the thought. Sure wouldn’t be the first time.
I drew a sharp breath as a
sharp pain jolted through my head. I
clutched my head and groaned. Where was
the aspirin when you needed it?
The bed shifted and a sleep
muddled voice called out my name. That
did not sound like Eiri. My mind went
blank. My heart went still and the blood
froze in my veins.
Images flashed through my
head. Groping hands. Seeking lips.
Wrestling tongues. Pounding
hearts. Pacing pulses. Labored breath. Heavy pants.
Voices calling out in unison.
Sharp slap of flesh against flesh.
Insistent creaking. Rocking of
the bed frame. The small of the
headboard against the wall and a strange bright flash…
Suddenly lightheaded, I could
feel my normally tan complexion go white as the color drained from my face. Feeling nauseous but for a completely
different reason from my hangover, I reeled.
No. Dear, God, no!
My pulse pounding in my ears,
horror an icy grip on my heart, I scrambled out of bed and grabbed the first
things I found off the floor. I threw
them on as I fled the dimly lit room, tripping over various objects along the
way.
I was so disgusted with
myself. Had I not just chewed out Eiri
for this same exact behavior? What the
hell was wrong with me? Stupid! Stupid!
Stupid! I continued to berate myself
over my idiotic decision as I raced blinded by my tears through the streets of Tokyo.
At the time, I had no idea
where I was going and frankly I did not care.
As long as I was not “there”. So,
I ran and ran until eventually once I became aware of my surroundings, I found
myself outside the Sanbancho Daiichi mansions.
I was home.
“Shuichi?”
My head jerked up as a gasp
escaped my lips. “Yuki,” I
whispered. My voice was thick. It did not sound like mine at all. The sight of my beloved made my heart ache terribly
as I remembered the scene I awoke to mere hours earlier. My face crumbled. My resolve shattered. While there was no way I can justify or
excuse what Eiri did, but I cannot condone his actions either for I will never
be able to forgive myself for what I did.
We two are guilty of the same crime.
Staggering to my feet, I
tried in vain to scrub the tears from my face but they just kept on coming.
With a sob, I launched myself
into Eiri’s waiting arms all the while crying, “Gomen nasai!”
What does it say about a
couple when the same foolish choice on both sides is the olive branch that
brings them together?
I continued to cry as my Yuki
held me tightly in his arms. His
soothing voice rumbling in my ear.
“Shh, it’s alright now
Shuichi. You’re home. Everything’s alright now.”
Home? I liked the sound of that.
---TBC---
Preview:
“Even Monkey’s fall from Trees”
A/N:
Next is Eiri’s turn. You’ll also
get to read the poem that he sent Shuichi.
Stay tuned.
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