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On the Street of Dreams

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:�
AU.� What was supposed to be a
one-night stand, changes their lives forever.

Chapter summary:� Shuichi comes to a shocking realization that
changes everything.

Warning: shouta, angst, drama, romance, m-preg,
language, m/m hentai, OC, OOC

Inserts:� --

A/N:�
Like my other stuff, this was out previously.� Hope you guys enjoy it.� Thank you to RRW,
sweetsally, kessaris, sun�s and stars, Acherona, UnratedCrimsonBlood, xXxAngelxgirlx13xBlood,
odieismyhomedog, Nusku, SnarlingDemons for your reviews.

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Chapter
12: More Keeps Coming Unglued

Tatsuha and Ryuichi were cuddling on the couch watching
an old episode of Iron Chef when they heard the apartment door open.� Glancing at each other in confusion, Ryuichi
sat up and dropped his feet to the floor.�
Tatsuha's arm fell from his shoulder.�
They heard movement in the hall followed by two muffled thuds.� Tatsuha grabbed the remote from the coffee
table and muted the sound from the television.�
Ryuichi stood up and walked to the living room door as he heard the rush
of movement.� A few moments later, a door
somewhere in the apartment opened and then slammed shut.� Pushing the living room door open, Ryuichi
glanced out into the hall and spied Shuichi's sneakers sitting by the front
door

��

�Was that Shu?� Tatsuha asked coming up behind his
boyfriend.� He grabbed the door and
leaned out.

��

�Yeah.�

��

�What's he doing home?�
I thought he was going to be staying at a friend's house?�

��

�I don't know.�
I hope he didn't get sick,� Ryuichi commented in concern.

��

Tatsuha watched Ryuichi as the older singer walked
down the hall towards Shuichi's bedroom with his brow creased in thought.

��

Ryuichi knocked on the door and called softly,
�Shuichi?�� He waited, but heard nothing
from within.� �Shuichi?�� He tried the door but found the door
locked.� He pressed his ear to the door
and thought he heard muffled sobs.�
Frowning, Ryuichi knocked harder and wiggled the doorknob.� �Shuichi open this door!�

��

�Go away,� Shuichi sobbed his voice thick with tears.

��

�Shu, what's wrong?�
Why�re you home so early?� What's
going on?�

��

�I just want to be left alone right now.�

��

�I can't do that Shu,� Ryuichi told his brother
through the door.� �Tell me what's
wrong.�

��

�Nothing's wrong,� the boy sniffed.

��

Ryuichi would believe in Santa Clause faster than he
would believe his baby Shu-Shu was all right.�
�Then why're you crying?�

��

�Ryu,� Tatsuha said softly as he moved up behind
him.� �I think we should just leave him
alone for now.�

��

Ryuichi frowned.�
�Tatsuha-�

��

�Have you ever,� Shuichi's soft voice whispered through
the door, �found out something about someone and wished you hadn't?�

��

Ryuichi turned back towards his brother's bedroom
door.� �Huh?� Like what?�

��

In his bedroom, Shuichi sat huddled on the floor
against his bedroom door with his knees drawn to his chest.� His arms were wrapped tightly around his
legs.� He rested his chin on his knees
and did not bother to wipe away the tears that tickled down his cheeks.� �Something�that scared you.�

��

Ryuichi did not like where this conversation was
going.� �What do you mean?�

��

Shuichi sniffed and rubbed his face against his jeans,
trying to dispel the tears that continued to flow.�

�What if�you found someone you thought you could
trust, someone you could love, someone you thought could possibly be, might actually
be�the one,� he sobbed, his voice dropping.�
He blinked rapidly and tilted his head back in an attempt to keep fresh
tears from falling.� �What if,� he
continued, �you thought you finally found someone who could love you for who
you are, someone who wouldn't judge you or hate you or look down at you because
you are this�this freak,� Shuichi bit harshly.

��

�Shuichi,� Ryuichi said softly.

��

His jaw trembling, Shuichi burst into tears.� �What if you were worried about telling this
person something,� the pink haired singer continued, his sobs becoming
hysterical, �because you were not sure how he would react!� What if before you could gain the courage to
tell him you've been lying to him all this time, he makes a comment!� What if this comment shatters your entire
world!� What if�what if you realize that
by coming clean with him, you may end up losing him?�

��

Ryuichi felt tears in his eyes.� �Oh, Shuichi,� he whispered, his voice
cracking slightly.� He felt his heart
breaking for his little brother.

��

Tatsuha laid a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder.� Eiri, what have you done, he mentally asked.

��

Ryuichi said softly, covering Tatsuha's hand with his
own, �I think it's best to be honest.�

��

Shuichi scrubbed his face with his hands.� �But I can't,� he sobbed, crying
uncontrollably.

��

�Shu-�

��

Tatsuha squeezed Ryu's shoulder.� �I know you love him very much.�

��

Shuichi sat up with a startled gasp.� Was Eiri right?� Did Tatsuha know about them?� His jaw trembling, he tried to blink away the
tears blurring his vision, but failed miserably.� �Yes,� Shuichi chocked, resting his head
against the door.

��

�I can see it,� Tatsuha admitted.� �I've never seen you as happy as you've been
since you started seeing him.�

��

Shuichi sniffled and could not contain a giggle and a
blush.

��

�I know you've tried to hide it, but I know you've
been severely depressed until recently, probably thinking about committing
suicide, right?�

��

Shuichi sat up with a gasp.

��

Ryuichi's head snapped around.� He stared at Tatsuha in shock.� �What!?�

��

�You were hanging out with those no good punks, doing
God knows what.� You were heading
straight for the danger zone, but virtually over night, you seemed to
change!� You started smiling and
laughing!� You glowed!�� Tatsuha shook his head, smiling himself.� �I know you love him and I know he loves you,
too and you want to be honest with him, right?�

��

�Yes,� Shuichi sobbed.

��

Tatsuha nodded.�
�Then you have to tell him.�

��

�But I can't!�
If I tell him I'm this�freak then-�

��

�Shuichi,� the monk shook his head.

��

�If after you tell him that you're a Neutral he wants
nothing more to do with you then he really wasn't the one,� Ryuichi told his
brother.� �Besides Shu, you're
young!� You're only sixteen!� You have all the time in the world to fall in
love and get married!�

��

�I can't,� Shuichi sobbed.� �I don't want to lose him!� I can't!�
I can't!� I can't!�

��

�Shuichi.�

��

Tatsuha took his lover's hand and led the singer back into
the living room as Shuichi sobbed quietly from behind the closed door of his
bedroom.� Pulling Ryuichi down onto the
couch besides him, Tatsuha wrapped his arms around him and hugged him gently to
him.� Kissing Ryuichi's head, Tatsuha
leaned his head against his boyfriend�s.�
�I think we should just leave him be for awhile.�

��

Reveling in the comfort of his lover�s arms, Ryuichi
stared across the room out the sliding glass doors.� He never felt so completely helpless before
in his entire life.� Why was his baby
brother always suffering?� Why could the
boy not have a normal life?� He buried
his face against Tatsuha's chest and let himself cry.

��

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The Next
Morning

The next morning found Tatsuha in the kitchen pouring
water into the coffee maker when he heard a door open followed by the sound of
pounding feet racing across the hall.�
Another door slammed closed and moments later, the sound of retching
reached his ears.� With a heavy sigh, he
placed the stained glass carafe on the burner in the coffeemaker, sliding it
under the black plastic cone shaped device where the coffee grounds were
kept.� Pushing the button at the base of
the machine, the red light blazed to life glowing brightly against the black plastic
of the coffeemaker.� Then he leaned
against the counter, crossed his arms over his chest and glanced across the
kitchen at the closed kitchen door.� His
forehead creased in thought

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Shuichi stood on trembling legs and flushed the
toilet.� After washing his face and
brushing his teeth, he stepped out into the hall and came face to face with his
brother-in-law who was leaning against the opposite wall.� Startled, he gasped.

��

Tatsuha smirked.�
�Sorry.� Didn't mean to scare
you.� You alright?� he asked seriously.

��

�Yeah, I'm fine.��
Shuichi stepped around Tatsuha and started back to his bedroom as he
felt the beginning of a headache.� Not to
mention, his stomach felt like it was on a wicked roller coaster ride.� All he wanted to do was crawl back into bed
and hide.

��

�Two weeks,� Tatsuha said suddenly.

��

Halting his stride, Shuichi blinked over his
shoulder.� �What?�

��

Pushing away from the wall, Tatsuha repeated, �Two
weeks.�

��

�I have no idea what you're talking about.�

��

�I think you do.�
Here,� Tatsuha said.

��

Shuichi grabbed the small white plastic bag that
Tatsuha produced from behind his back.�
�What is it?�� Tatsuha said
nothing as the singer peered into the bag and brought out a thin narrow
box.� Shuichi turned the box over and
gasped.� Violet eyes went wide.� His head snapped up.� He glared at the other man in shock and
disbelief.� Then he started
laughing.� �Funny, Tatsuha.�� He dropped the box into the bag and shoved it
back into his chest, but Tatsuha shoved it right back.� Shuichi blinked at him.� �Tatsuha?�

��

�Go.�

��

�What?�� Feeling
scandalized, Shuichi cried, �You're not serious!�

��

Tatsuha grabbed the boy's shoulders, turned him around
and marched him back into the bathroom.�
Pushing him inside, he stepped back out and shut the door, leaving a stunned
boy staring back at him as if he had grown a second head.� �Do it Shuichi or I'll tell Ryu,� he
threatened through the door.� He smirked
when he heard the boy growl.� �Hey, don't
blame me.� I didn't do anything.� You're the one who did the crime; now see if
you have to do some time.� You'd better
hurry up before Ryu gets back from the bakery.��
He snickered as heard Shuichi mumbling angrily under his breath.� He went back into the kitchen.

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�Today at four?��
Tatsuha marked appointment on the dry erase board next to the
phone.� He lifted his eyes when he heard
a board creak and saw Shuichi standing in the kitchen doorway.� His eyes were downcast and he was holding the
application stick in his shaking hands.�
�Alright.� Thank you.� Goodbye.��
Hanging up the phone, Tatsuha turned towards the singer.� �So?�

��

Shuichi lifted a face that was as white as the sheets
on his bed and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.� Snapping his mouth closed, he turned his head
away as his jaw started trembling and tears leaked down his face.

��

Tatsuha suddenly had a bad feeling.� Grabbing the white stick out of the boy's
hands, he checked the results for himself.�
Gasping, he stared up at the boy.

��

Just then, they heard the front door rattle.� �I'm home,� Ryuichi called as he stepped into
the house.

��

It was all too much for Shuichi.� With a sob, he buried his face in his hands
and dropped to his knees crying.

��

Ryuichi shut the door, set the bakery box on the floor
and stepped out of his shoes.� He looked
down the hall towards the kitchen and when he saw his brother, a deep frown
crossed his face.� �Shuichi,� he asked
worried.� �What's wrong?�� Straightening, he carried the bakery box into
the kitchen, catching Tatsuha's eye, but the monk kept his face carefully
blank.� He set the box on the table and
crouched down besides his brother.�
�Shu?�

��

Tatsuha held out his hand.

��

Catching sight of something in his boyfriend's hand
out of the corner of his eye, Ryuichi turned his head and frowned at the thing.� Taking it, he glanced up at the monk.� �What's this?�� He stood up and studied it.� His eyes got huge when he finally realized
what it was he was looking at.�
�This's�� His head snapped
towards Tatsuha, who was making sure to keep his face as blank and empty of his
thoughts as possible.� Ryuichi turned
towards Shuichi, who was still on the floor crying.� �Tell me this is a sick joke!�

��

Shuichi wished it were.� Unfortunately, it was all too true.

��

�Goddamn it, Shuichi,� Ryuichi yelled angrily.� Running his fingers through his hair, he
paced the kitchen.� He looked down at the
stick again.� Spinning around, he threw
the stick on the floor before his brother.�
�You're only sixteen!� Sixteen!�

��

Tatsuha stepped forward to try to calm his lover down,
but Ryuichi wanted none of it.

��

�You barely passed middle school!� You never went to high school!� You were just signed to NG!� Now this.�
What the fuck is wrong with you?�
You're just a child!� How are you
supposed to support a child, especially if Bad Luck doesn't do as well as we
all thought?� Jesus Christ!� How stupid can you be?�

��

Each word his brother said was another stab in
Shuichi's heart.� He knew how careless he
had been, how stupid and thoughtless.� He
knew it had been foolish to think something like this would not happen to him
just because he was only sixteen.� He
knew it, but having his brother say it aloud made it all the more
horrible.� Ryuichi's harsh words made him
feel like a total loser and ingrate.� All
he wanted was to crawl into a hole and die.

��

�Ryu,� Tatsuha said softly, laying a hand on his
boyfriend's shoulder.

��

Ryuichi shook his hand off.� �Tell me you at least know who the father
is,� the irate singer demanded.

��

That was the hardest and most upsetting thing about
finding out he was going to have a baby.�
Because now he had to tell Eiri that the boy he fell in love with was
the one thing he hated most in this entire world.� There was no chance Eiri would understand or
forgive him for deceiving him.� What was
he supposed to tell him?� You have a one
in three chance of being the father?�
Goddamnit!� That made him sound
like he was a fucking slut!� Eiri would
never forgive him.� Never.� Shuichi sobbed louder.� Even if the child was Eiri's, there was no
guarantee he would stick around, or even accept responsibility.� He certainly did not want Eiri to stick
around out of a sense of obligation either.�
That would hurt worse than being rejected by the father of his
child.� Then there was the possibility
that if it got out, Eiri could get arrested and go to jail for having sexual
relations with a minor.� That was the
last thing Shuichi wanted.� Shuichi's
heart and head hurt.� He had no idea what
he was supposed to do.

��

Jumping to his feet, he fled the kitchen to the safety
of his bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind him.� Flinging himself onto his bed, he buried his
face in his pillows and sobbed himself to sleep, his heart and his world
shattering around him.

��

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A couple of hours later, Shuichi woke to the sound of
raised angry voices.� Groggily, the
singer rubbed his eyes and yawned.�
Blinking, he glanced blurrily at the alarm clock.� He cursed and threw back the covers when he
saw that it already past noon.

��

Tossing on the first things he saw, Shuichi ran a comb
quickly through his hair and grabbed his bag off the floor.� Shouldering it, he flung open his door and
rushed towards the front door.� The
yelling grew louder but he could not make out what was being said.� He was not too concerned, though.� Tatsuha and Ryuichi argued all the time and
besides, it made it easier for him to sneak out without being seen.� The last thing he wanted was to be confronted
by Ryuichi again.� He needed time to
think.

��

He halted when he heard his name.� Silently, he crept back towards his brother
and Tatsuha's room and pressed his ear to the door.

��

�I had my suspicions,� Tatsuha was saying calmly.

��

�And you never said anything,� Ryuichi snapped
angrily.

��

�It wasn't my place.�

��

Ryuichi laughed, but it was not because he was
happy.� �Not your place?� Bullshit!��
There was silence and then, �You should have said something!�

��

�And that would have changed matters how,� Tatsuha
snapped.

��

�My sixteen year old brother would not be pregnant
right now!�

��

�You don't know that.�

��

�What?� Of
course I do!�

��

�Did you forget what he told us a week ago?�

Shuichi did not want to hear any more.� Sniffling, he wiped away tears he had not
known he was shedding and after sliding into his sneakers, left the apartment,
shutting the door quietly behind him.

---TBC---

Preview: �Shuichi�s
Second Confession�

A/N:� Wow.�
Poor Shuichi�s world is falling down around him.� I hope he doesn�t do something stupid!� Oh!�
And just a little FYI.� Ryuichi�s
anger at Shuichi for having a baby at such an early age will be more easily
understood in the sequel.� Trust me.� You will get the shock of your lives!� I should know, because it was for me and I�m
the author!� So, what did you think?
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