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 Twelve

Shuichi opened his violet eyes to the sound of an alarm clock going off. He continued to lie as he was, listening to the sound of Yuki fumbling around in his bedroom.

The older man was cursing and Shuichi put a pale hand to his mouth, yawning. It was going to be a very long day and he wanted to just hurry it up.

He pulled the covers off himself and sat up, stretching like a pretty kitty. It felt really good and he popped his neck. That had felt even better.

What in the hell was Yuki doing? It sounded like he was tearing up jack in there.

Eh, he didn’t really care in that moment. Hell, he couldn’t even bring himself to care. He tried. It wasn’t working out for him at all. His care meter must have broken sometime during the night.

He got to his feet, making his way to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. All he wanted to do was take a quick shower, brush his teeth, and get the hell out of there.

He allowed the water to wash the tears away and he got out. He dried off and put some clean clothes on.

Yuki was in the living room and Shuichi walked by him without saying a single word to him. He didn’t have to. The silence was louder than screaming ever could be.

“What’s stuck up your ass this morning?” Yuki asked him with a bone chilling smile.

Shuichi slowly turned around to glare at him and amber eyes blinked. A sad smile graced Shuichi’s pale features and he shook his head.

“I love you, Yuki,” he said with a hollow voice, opening the door. “But I refuse to be number two.”

Yuki suddenly looked a little panicked and took a step towards him. “What are you talking about?”

“I love you, Yuki,” he smiled. His eyes were as bright as flame in the morning light. “I would never cheat on you.”

Yuki froze in his tracks, cocking his head to the side in shock. “You were listening in…”

Shuichi nodded his head.

Yuki reached out for him but the door closed with a soft click. That made it all even worse. The least the damn brat could have done was slam it.

He stood there in the middle of the room with a million thoughts racing through his mind. Why did it suddenly feel like the sky was falling down on top of his head?

That damn brat was just one of many. He could have any man or woman he wanted. He got thousands of emails a day telling him so.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking it. For some odd reason he knew he was going to be made to regret this.

“Hello?” He said into his phone. “I need flowers…lots and lots of flowers.”

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“Don’t you fucking dare, you ass holes!” Ryuichi wailed, tears streaming from his blue eyes. “He’s my best friend in the whole wide world!”

Kumagoro was chained to the wall and there was a blowtorch rigged down on his fuzzy pink head from above him. He was in a pickle…the dill kind.

“Just look at the mess you’ve made, Ryu!” Noriko shrieked, pointing like a maniac. “I thought the fire department would never get it out!”

“Give me my bunny!” Ryuichi screamed, revealing that he had a bomb strapped around his waist. “Or I’ll take all you whore’s with me!”

“Holy shit!” Hiro cried, ducking behind a crazy eyed K.

“He’s not serious,” K told him, turning to pet his pretty head. “Ryu would never do anything to hurt Kumagoro.”

Ryuichi frowned, throwing the bomb off. “You’re a poop head, K!”

“Do as we say, you brilliant psychopath,” Reiji told him. “Or I’ll toast the bunny…like toast!”

“NO!” Ryuichi wailed like a siren. “GIVE ME BACK MY FRIEND!”

“Give Kumagoro back to Mr. Sakuma,” a spooky voice commanded. “Or I’ll transfer to HNO.”

Reiji’s jaw hit the floor and she spun around to see Shuichi standing in the door. She pointed her gun at him. “You wouldn’t dare! I’d kill you before I’d ever allow you to walk through that slut’s doors!”

“Eh, what the fuck,” Shuichi said, walking forward, putting his mouth over the barrel of the gun.

Reiji did not know what to think. Those violet eyes did not look scared at all and it only pissed her off. Where was the fear? It’s only fun when he’s afraid.

She pulled the barrel out of his mouth, stomping his foot, calling him a jackass.

Shuichi grabbed his foot, calling her a heinous bitch. He so did not need this shit right now. He wasn’t in the mood for it.

He limped past K who was fondling a drooling Hiro for some reason. Apparently he was way out of the loop on that one.

“Here you go,” he smiled, giving Kuma to his idol.

Ryuichi’s eyes were was big as saucers and he pounced on the bunny. “MY KUMA! DID THOSE NASTY WHORES HURT YOU IN ANY WAY?”

The bunny nodded his head, causing the brunette to snarl like a rabid puppy on crack. “I”LL KILL YOU ALL!”

A gun was suddenly fired and plaster fell from the ceiling onto Shuichi’s head. It made him growl. Why was it always him?

“I’m not sure what’s going on here,” Touma said with a big princess smile on his pretty princess face. “But I know it’s not going to interfere with business, right?”

“Your tea, Sir,” Sakano said, falling to his knees, licking his master’s shiny new heels.

“Oh, Touma!” Ryuichi squealed, pouncing on him. “It was horrible! They all stole Kumagoro from me and Shuichi gave him back! It was awful! I thought I’d die!”

“You idiots!” Noriko shrieked. “Just look at the mess you’ve made!”

Reiji rolled her eyes, calling her and Ryuichi drama queens.

“How are those lyrics coming, Mr. Shindou?” Touma asked, wishing Ryu would get off him. He was heavier than he looked.

“Done,” Shuichi said. “I have three written and they’re made of awesome.”

K was the one who fainted upon hearing that news. He slumped in Hiro’s arms.

Touma took the papers, looking them over, and nodded his head. He then handed them to an equally stunned Suguru who just walked in.

“Make it fabulous,” Touma said, walking out with Sakano nipping at his heels.

“I want each one to be a music video,” Shuichi told them. “I want the world to know my words.”

Ryuichi and Reiji peeked over Suguru’s shoulders. These lyrics were not happy but filled with power.

“Did something happen between you and Yuki?” Hiro and Suguru asked at he same time.

“It doesn’t matter,” Shuichi smiled and it was suddenly empty. There was no longer any fire burning in them. They looked hollow. “Make my songs…beautiful.”

“Shuichi?” Reiji asked. “Where are you going?”

Shuichi shrugged. “I need to go take a shit.”

Everyone in the room was stunned into silence when the door closed. What in the hell was that?

“What?” Reiji asked, looking around, eyes burning with hellfire. “Where the hell is Sakuma?”

Noriko stopped her. “Let him be for now.”

“K,” Hiro moaned. “You’re heavy.”

K giggled. “I want to do the nasty.”

A small explosion suddenly shook the room and all were splattered with neon pink paint. Ryuichi’s bomb had been real after all.

“I’M GOING TO PULL OUT HIS FINGERNAILS ONE BY ONE AND MAKE MYSELF A NECKLACE!” Reiji screamed, pulling out some pliers.

Suguru fell to his knees. When would the madness end? He popped one of Touma’s happy pills.

Noriko just closed her eyes as Reiji stomped from the room, leaving a trail of pink footprints. She ignored K’s giggling and Hiro’s whimpers.

“Give me one,” she said, holding out her hand to Suguru.

“We should go…check on…Shu…” Hiro tried, but K put a finger to his lips.

“He’ll be fine,” the blond smirked knowingly. “I know all.”

Hiro bit his bottom lip, yelling for the others to leave the room.

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The wind was blowing through Shuichi’s pink locks as he leaned against the railing, looking down on Tokyo. He was over forty stories up and he wondered if he would feel pain once he hit bottom.

“Shuichi looks scary,” Ryuichi said, hugging Kumagoro tight.

Shuichi turned his head to see that his idol was standing right beside him, leaning over as well. “What are you doing?”

He suddenly felt something cold go around his wrist and he looked to see that they were handcuffs. He was handcuffed to his idol. His eyes narrowed to slits.

“Let me go!” Shuichi yelled, pouncing on him, both falling to the ground with a thud. “Give me the key!”

Ryuichi didn’t even fight him. The key was not even on him. He had left it somewhere. He didn’t really care where that somewhere was right now.

“Shuichi will have to take us with him,” he said.

Kuma nodded.

Shuichi screamed, slapping his chest. “You’re an idiot!”

Ryuichi beamed. “I love you, too, Shuichi.”

Shuichi froze, looking down into wet blue eyes. “What did you say?”

Ryuichi had the bunny softly peck Shuichi on the cheek. “I love Shuichi.”

Shuichi trembled and he started to cry. He collapsed on top of his idol, sobbing his eyes out.

“Let it all out,” Ryuichi cooed, wrapping his free arm around him. “We’re here for you, Shuichi.”

“I LOVE HIM!” Shuichi cried, sobbing against his chest. “HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME?”

Ryuichi continued to coo, squeezing him ever so gently. Tears of rage streamed from his eyes. There would be no forgiveness for Eiri Yuki now. Touma could go suck on a rotten carrot.

“He got so mad at me for being friends with you,” Shuichi whispered. “And the whole time he was fucking someone else.”

Ryuichi suddenly stopped breathing. That fat cow would dare?

“What’s wrong with me?” Shuichi asked, eyes begging for answers. “Why does it hurt so much?”

Ryuichi began to hum to him and squeezed him with his free arm once more. He was not going to let Shuichi out of his sight, not even for a split second.

“Shuichi is special,” he told him. “You’re such a good and giving person. You deserve to know nothing but love and happiness.”

“I’m cold,” Shuichi sniffled, tears still falling.

“No you’re not,” Ryuichi defended. “You’re the warmest person I know. Kuma even says your lava hot, Shuichi.”

Shuichi suddenly giggled and rubbed his wet nose. “No, I’m cold.”

“OH!” Ryuichi exclaimed, suddenly blushing. “Let’s go in and I’ll find someone to make us some tea.”

Shuichi was careful getting up, seeing as how they were now bound together. “You really are crazy, Ryu.”

Ryuichi nodded, beaming at what Shuichi had called him, and put Kumagoro on top of his head. “I wasn’t the one about to jump off a roof.”

“Touche,” Shuichi said, following him to the door. “But you did throw us out a window yesterday.”

“That was already preconceived by the POWER THAT BE,” Ryuichi told him in a sexy voice. “So a giant mochi was put there in accordance to the prophecy to break our fall.”

Shuichi blinked and just rolled with it. He knew better than to argue with a mad genius.

“But you handcuffed me,” he said, ignoring logic like a good boy.

“Kuma knew you’d never hurt me,” Ryuichi smiled. “And I was saving these shiny babies for someone special.”

Shuichi suddenly felt really warm on the inside. He wondered why that is?

Ryuichi opened the door. “Beauty first.”

They both fought and got through at the same time. It made them both laugh. Nope, they weren’t vain at all. Just ask all their self portraits and photos hanging on every wall they could cover with them.

Reiji kicked open the vent on the air duct and scrambled out. The cold wind whipped through her hair and she put a tissue to her nose, blowing it.

She looked up at the blue sky and cackled. “Music videos it is, my dear Shuichi. We’ll make that cow weep over what he tossed out.”

She tossed a grenade off the roof just because someone had to pay for her being covered in pink paint. The explosion below was like sweet music to her ears and she almost creamed her panties. So, she tossed a few more until she actually did.

TBC…

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Flora.