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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:� It has been eating away at Eiri.� He has to come clean.� Even if it means losing the love of his life.

Warning: M/M,
romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied
Shuichi/oc

Insert: �Saru Mo
Ki Kara Ochiru�

A/N:� Thank you to CosmicEssence, Miyabi-Elegance, RiverSakima,
lilgurlanima, Acherona, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, Mrs. Hatake Itachi for your reviews.� I always love hearing from you guys.

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Chapter 9:� Even
Monkey�s fall from Trees (1)

The Day Before

�I was with Seguchi, satisfied?�

That was what I told
him.� It wasn�t entirely a lie, but
neither was it the whole truth either.�
It is true that I was with my sister�s husband that morning.� Only it was breakfast we went out for and not
brunch.� What happened between then and
when I got home to find my fascist partner on the verge of tearing me a new
one, is not something so easily explainable.�
No matter what I say, Shuichi will be hurt.� Why?� Because
I am the biggest fool here.

Breakfast that morning
started innocently enough, but it did not stay that way for very long.� Things took a downward turn very fast.� There have only been a handful of people who have
supported Shuichi and my relationship.�
Outside of the fans, my younger brother Tatsuha and Shuichi�s younger
sister Maiko and their mother were the only ones who seemed to want to see my
relationship with Shuichi to work.�
Though the others were not against us being together, they were not
exactly rooting for us either.� Most of
them were indifferent.� Tohma was the one
exception.� He was the dark horse.� He was one of the first supporters, but then
the tides turned and suddenly Tohma was doing everything he could to break us
apart.� Lately he has been relatively
quiet, but his silence broke under the pressure that day at breakfast.

He absolutely refused to
understand why I remained with my pink haired baka.� Why I allowed myself
to be wrapped around his little finger.� He
did not get why I loved him.

Words were said.� Insults thrown.� Threats promised.� A scene made.�
I won�t go into the gruesome details, but suffice it to say that when I
stormed out of that restaurant, I was ready to pull the horns off a bull as the
saying went.� Tohma has over-stepped his boundaries
on more than one occasion, but this time he went too far.

To make matters worse, at
this seedy bar I found, one of the patronesses recognized me.� She immediately starting gushing crap about
how she �absolutely, positively, love, love, loved� me.� She prattled one and on and on endlessly
about nonsensical drivel.� I was in no
mood to deal with her or anyone else for that matter.� My patience and my temper were already
teasing that very fine line.� All I wanted
was to get drunk and forget the never-ending cycle of negatively my love,
admiration, faithfulness and pure �pigheaded, stubbornness� (Tohma�s words not
mine) where Shuichi was concerned seemed to elicit from everyone around me.� But this chick just could not keep her yap
shut.� She just would not shut the fuck
up and I snapped.� For an instant, she
reminded me of Shuichi truth be told.� Being
able to carry on one-sided conversations without seeming to need to draw a
single breath.

What happened after that is a
little hazy.� I don�t recall much.� I wasn�t sure if I wanted to if I could.

The next thing I knew, I had
that crazy chick pinned against the wall.�
Her short mini-skirt that had left much of her ass hanging out was hiked
up under her breasts (what there was of them).�
Her tiny cotton and lace panties lay torn and scattered at our
feet.� The white blouse she wore was
ripped open.� Half of the buttons were missing.� One small, perky breast was freed from the
confines of the plain white bra and engulfed in my hand.� Both of us were panting heavily.� She was squealing underneath me.� When the reality of the situations finally
dawned one me, I felt ill.� Physically
nauseous.� As in sick to my stomach, on
the verge of blowing chunks ill.� My head
swimming, my mind wheeling, I pushed away from her.� I pulled out of her still rock hard.� She collapsed in that dirty back alley and
reached out to me, begging, pleading with me.�
Tears prickled my eyes.� Horror froze
the blood in my veins and chocked the air in my lungs.� I shook my head.� Back and forth.� Back and forth.� Over and over as I retreated from her and the
memory of how fucked I was.� I had not
climaxed, but that did not matter.� Just
the fact that my cock had been inside of someone not Shuichi Shindou was an unforgivable
sin.� One I was not going to be so easily
forgiven for.� Not by me and not by my baka.

Why?� Why would I do something so foolish?� I couldn�t even bring myself to believe what I
had done in that alley let alone confess to such an outrageous crime.� Like Tohma and his self-composed blind
ignorance of my relationship with Shuichi, I too refused to acknowledge the
truth of what happened that day.� But it
ate at me.� Day after day.� Night after night.� My sin haunted me.� It tormented me, driving me insane little by
little, bit by bit.� As I made love to my
new husband, as I held our baby girl on my arms, the guilt continued to follow
me.

I wrestled with the decision
to come clean, but every time I started to, I faltered.� Just one look into my beloved�s face and I ran
away with my tail between my legs.� One
day, I made a decision.� What I was doing
at the time, I cannot say, but it did make me realize that I would rather be
open and honest with Shuichi and run the risk of losing him forever than to
keep secrets from him in order to retain him.�
It took me a long time to be able to live with this realization.� That I might lose the love of my life.

The decision was finally
made, but my resignation did not make it any easier to stomach or execute. So
what was the catalyst?� Watching my
peacefully sleeping angel besides me.� I
couldn�t stand to watch those vividly violet eyes spilling tears or that beautiful
face crumble in betrayal.� There was no
amount of courage in the universe that would get me to watch as I shattered
Shuichi�s whole world.� So, like the
coward that I was, I waited until Shuichi fell asleep one night and then stole
into the study.� There I composed my
requiem.� For that was what it was.� A life without my Shuichi was no life at
all.� I might as well be dead.

So I sat there and I wrote
and I cried.� Knowing full well that by
that time tomorrow, I would once again be an eligible bachelor with divorce
papers sitting on my desk and my schedule for every Wednesday and every other
weekend free to spend with my daughter.

Removing my glasses, I scrubbed
my eyes free of the mysterious mist clouding them.� Replacing my glasses, I used the mouse to
move the cursor and after a moment�s hesitation, clicked the �send�
button.� Afterwards, I sat back heavily
and stared blankly at nothing as the words I just sent my Shuichi echoed in my
head.

Forgive me for

Eyes that wandered to flesh not your own

Forgive me for

Lustful thoughts that drifted far from you

Forgive me for

Hands that explored lands unknown

Forgive me for

Those endless nights of solitude

Forgive me for

A bed that grew empty and cold

Forgive me for

Unbidden thoughts of doubt

Forgive me for

My steely tongue that quarreled with my heart

Forgive me for

Ignoring you when you called out to me

Forgive me for

Allowing my pride to reject you

Forgive me for

Hurting you

Forgive me for

Being weak

Forgive me for

Being me

I wasn�t even aware of when I
started crying.

---TBC---

(1) Japanese
proverb: �Everyone makes mistakes/Nobody�s perfect�

Preview:� �Slip
Into My Skin�

A/N:� The
poem was an originally work by me.� I was
thinking about Shuichi and Eiri when I wrote it originally and decided to use
it in this story because it fit perfectly.�
So, what do you think?� In the
next chapter there will be a poem that Shuichi writes for Eiri.
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