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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:� Eiri learns about a shocking family secret.

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 Nusku,
CreotiaFlayier, odieismyhomedog, Queen-Cocaine, Cel, RRW, kessaris, sun's
and stars, UnratedCrimsonBlood, Acherona for their reviews.

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Chapter
14: Eiri's Decision

Yesterday Eiri expected to head back to his apartment
after dinner and spend the entire night making sweet love to his pink haired
lover.� Being in Tokyo all weekend for that stupid interview
had killed him.� He thought of nothing
other than Shuichi the entire time.� But
unfortunately, he opened his big mouth and scared the boy away and instead of
holding Shuichi tightly all night, he ended up holding his pillow.

��

Yes, Eiri's beliefs were archaic and had no place in
the modern world.� He knew it, but he
could not help the way he felt.� If men
had not taken a sudden, and drastic, evolutionary leap then he man who gave
birth to Mika, Tatsuha and he would not have abandoned them when he and Tatsuha
were only babies, leaving them without a mother.

Tatsuha did not seem to have been adversely affected
by the abandonment of their mother.�
Neither was Mika, but not everyone reacts the same way to the same
situation.� Eiri on the other hand was
afraid.� He was terrified of getting
close to someone.� If he did and they
left him, he would once again be all alone.�
He did not want to go through that again.� It was only recently he had been able to
think about actually getting involved with someone without having a panic
attack and that had only been a year ago when he met Shuichi, but a neutral?

��

He guessed his mother abandoning him and his brother
and sister villainized all neutrals in his mind.� He knew that.�
He could understand how his views would upset Shuichi, how the kid would
naturally become angry at his backwards view, but that did not explain why
Shuichi had become so downhearted and unhappy.�
Why their date had taken such a drastic and unexpected turn.� It did not make any sense�unless�unless
Shuichi took that out of the blue confession personally.� But why would he?

��

Then he remembered that Shuichi had been trying to say
something right before he said that derogatory statement.� He inhaled sharply.� His eyes grew wide and his heart gave a painful
jolt.� Was it possible that his little
lover was�?� That he had been trying to
find the courage to tell him�?� No, no,
no.� Eiri shook that thought aside before
it even had a chance to form.� It was
something he did not want to think about, something he was afraid even to
acknowledge, but it was like trying to ignore the giant elephant in the middle
of the living room.� The more you try to
pretend it was not there, the harder it becomes to do just that.� He loved Shuichi with all his heart.� The boy had become his entire world.� It felt so right being with him, despite his
always-present misgivings.� Though he
could not stop himself from asking, �What if as Shuichi matured and grew up, he
realized he did not love Eiri the way that Eiri loved him?� What if Shuichi fell out of love with him as
he grew older?� What if Shuichi left
him?�� Eiri loved the kid so much it
scared him and he wanted Shuichi in his life, but now�now what was he supposed
to do?� What if it turned out that
Shuichi was the very thing he grew up despising?� Then what?

��

Eiri had a lot to think about.

��

As he drove down the busy highway towards his family
temple, he tried to empty his mind, but found it impossible.� A certain pink haired boy kept popping into
his mind, his sad, brokenhearted expression eating away at his soul

��

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Since the day the doctor walked into his mother's room
at the hospital and dropped that disastrous bombshell, Shuichi's life has been
plagued with one setback after another.� What
was more; he was the biggest disappointment in his parents� lives.� He was not sure what was better; a mother who
was in denial about everything around her or a father who ignored the fact you
even existed until it was convenient.

��

According to his mother, he was her precious baby boy,
but unfortunately, that was all he was.�
When his mother remembered he was more than that, she suddenly played
Kremlin.� She was never going to accept
him.� The real him.� But he had to admit that her refusal to see
what was right in front of her was better than being ignored by his
father.� His father had always treated
him more as a guest than as a son, just a minor hindrance or an irritation that
would soon go away.� He pretended Shuichi
did not exist, which made it easier for Shuichi to ignore the fact that he was
just this huge disappointment for his mother and father.� He was able to convince himself he did not
need them.� That as long as he found
someone who loved him he would be fine, but then�

�You damn slut�Not only did you have to be born
this�this freak, but now you have to go and flaunt your freakish mutation�Until
you fix this problem of yours, don't bother showing your face in this house
again.�

His fathers parting words hit Shuichi harder than he
thought they would.� He always knew his
father hated him, but having him scream his revulsion and abhorrence in his
face brought it home.� Like his mother,
Shuichi too had been in denial.� Like an
ostrich, he buried his head in the sand, intent on hiding from the truth.� If he could not see it then he was safe.� Out of sight.�
Out of mind.� He did not want to
face the fact that he let his parents down.�
He did not want to think about how if there was a test the doctors could
have performed before he was born to check to see if he was a neutral or not,
his parents would have aborted the pregnancy.�
It hurt.� It really hurt.� It was the same as when someone points out
that you are fat.� You know you need to
lose a few pounds, but when it is thrown in your face, it was like an open
wound that refused to heal.� Suddenly you
are subconscious and paranoid.� When
before it had not bothered you that you did not have a stick-like figure like
everyone else.� Every time someone looked
at you, your mind went into overdrive.�
Thinking everybody is laughing and pointing at you behind your
back.� Why was he looking at you?� Did you have something on your face?� Did he find you disgusting and repulsive
because you could stand to lose twenty pounds?

��slut�freak��

Those words cut deep to the bone.� It felt as if someone ripped out his heart
and stomped on it.

��

If he could just be satisfied with knowing Ryuichi,
Tatsuha, Hiro, Suguru, Tohma and Noriko loved him despite the fact that he was
a �freak� it would make his life that much more easier.� But he could not.� It was not the same thing.� Being told by the people who are supposed to
love you unconditionally that they want nothing more to do with you was
something Shuichi did not know how to handle.�
He could not even count on Eiri.�
Because even though he loved him, the writer did not love what he was.

---

Shuichi�caught sight of a man walking up to the cash
register.� Another man slid out of the
booth to follow him and Shuichi found himself smiling as he watched the man
with a beach ball under his shirt waddle across the caf�.� Either that guy was having twins or he was
just about to pop.

��

�Disgusting,� came a muttered sneer.

��

�Huh?�� Shuichi
turned and looked at Eiri across the table.�
�What is?�

��

Eiri jerked his head.�
�Them.� People like them should
not exist,� he scoffed.

---

��

Shuichi wished he could curl up and die right there
and then.

��

What was he supposed to do now?

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Sitting at a red light, Kizou sat drumming his thumbs
on the steering wheel of his Mercedes impatiently.� He had a meeting with a potential new client
and being late was not an option, but with this goddamn traffic, it looked like
he did not have much of a choice.� The
light finally turned green, but the yazuka boss did not get more than a car
length before he had to stop.� He cursed
soundly.

��

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a flash of
pink.� His heart immediately started
thumping.

��

Turning his head, Kizou smiled brightly as he caught
sight of the only person who had ever captured his heart, but the smile soon
slipped and turned into a frown as he watched Shuichi weave through the crowded
streets of Kyoto.� He did not seem to be aware of anything
around him.� Concern for the kid washed
over him.� Shuichi did not look good at
all.� A wave of guilt came over him, but
he squashed it aside.� As much as he
loved the kid, there was no way he would allow him to return.� He made the right decision, for the both of
them.� Shuichi had no business being in
his world.� He had too many people that
cared for him.� He was too talented.� He was too Shuichi for the life Kizou
lived.� Anyway, Shuichi had a child to
think about now.� There was no way he was
going to let the underbelly of society corrupt another innocent child.� Besides, he could never raise some other
man's child.� It would be too painful a
reminder of what he would never be able to have.

��

The kid turned a corner and vanished from sight.

��

�Good luck, kid,� he said.�

Traffic finally moved and he floored the gas, trying
to get to his meeting sometime this century.

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He felt himself being jostled and jolted around, but
ignored the sharp pains and the angry shouts that followed him.� He had no idea where he was going and
frankly, he did not care.

��

He sniffled.

��

There was only one thing for Shuichi to do.� If he wanted to keep the love of his life in
his life, he had to make sure he never found out about the one thing that could
tear them apart.� If he wanted to be part
of his parents� lives again, there was also only one path for him to take, but
thinking of that option made his heart hurt.�
But what else could he do?� He was
only sixteen years old.� He obviously
could not count on his parents for support and he did not want to transfer his
burden to his friends and especially not to Ryuichi.� He had no other choice.

��

Shuichi dug in his bag for his phone.� Finding it buried among all the crap, he
dialed information.

��

With a heavy heart, he saw himself as if he were
floating above.� He felt numb and
disconnected from reality as he dialed the number he had been given.� He wished he could cry, but found he had no
tears to shed.

��

�Good afternoon, Kyoto Clinic.� How may I help you?� asked an overly sweet
voice over the line.

��

�I would like to make an appointment please,� he
said.� His voice did not sound like his
own.

��

�Certainly, Sir.�
When is good for you?�

��

�As soon as possible.�

��

There was a pause where the singer heard the banging
of keys.� �We actually just had a
cancellation,� the woman said.� �How
about today at four?�

��

Shuichi opened his mouth, but nothing came out.� He tried again.� �That's fine.�� His voice came out a soft squeak.

��

�Payment in full is due at the time of your
appointment.�

��

�How much will it cost,� he inquired.

��

�68000 Yen, but you will get a full refund if at any
time before the procedure you change your mind.�

��

Licking his lips, he swallowed.� �Alright.�
Thank you.�

��

�Alright.� We'll
see you then.�

��

Saying goodbye, Shuichi flipped his phone shut and
closed his eyes against the mind and heart numbing pain that enveloped him.

+---+---+

When Eiri pulled into the driveway of his father's
place, the first thing he noticed was the contingent of cars.� It looked as if his father had gone into the
car business.� He wondered what was going
on.� He hoped there was not some sort of
holiday, festival, or ceremony or anything going on that he forgot because the
last thing he wanted was a confrontation with anybody right now, especially his
father.� He did not want to be reamed out
for purposely skipping out on a �family dinner�.� All he wanted to do was head into the temple
and do a little meditation.� He could
have done it from home.� He wished he
could have, but unfortunately, he never set up an altar at his apartment.� He had to remember to do so because he did
not like the thought of coming here every time he needed some clarity in his
life.

��

Suddenly a high-pitched siren-like laugh screeched
into the air.� Eiri knew immediately that
his aunt Aki, his father's spinster sister, was among the guests.� He snorted and shook his head.� You could always tell when she showed
up.� She had the most distinct
laugh.� Aunt Aki worked part time at a
school in Kanto where she lived with her mother, his grandmother.� She was one of Eiri's favorite
relatives.� She was a very amusing
character, making fun of anyone and everyone.�
She was a riot to hang out with.�
It was too bad they did not get to see each other as much as either
would like.

��

Eiri skirted the house, creeping like a thief in the
night in an attempt to avoid what sounded like a party in full swing.� Dozens of voices floated by on the breeze,
each competing with the next to be heard.�
Above the din were the soft musical strains of a koto.� He wondered if Mika was here.� He had not seen her or Tohma's car, but she
was the only one he knew of that could play the zither-like instrument in the
family.� Eiri was walking up the steps to
the temple when he heard the sound of approaching voices.� He glanced around as the voices and footsteps
grew louder.� Panicking, the blond writer
glanced around for a hiding spot.� In a
split second decision, he darted around the nearest corner and flattened
himself against the wall just as the group of women rounded the temple from the
other side, coming from the direction of the main house.� His heart was thundering in his chest.� His mouth was parched and he was sweating
profusely.� He squeezed his eyes shut as
the voices came closer and closer to where he was hiding.� He breathed a sigh of relief when the women
stopped a mere couple of feet away.

��

��disgusting if you ask me,� scoffed a wobbly voice.

��

Eiri's eyes flew open.�
That sounded like his great aunt Sanami.�
She was his grandmother's sister.�
She was a stiff, very tradition bound woman.� They butted heads quite a few times.� She absolutely hated Tatsuha.� In her mind, his brother snubbed his role as
an Uesugi male and had brought dishonor upon the house by getting involved with
a man.

��

�You're absolutely right, Sister,� agreed another
female voice so similar to the first that if you did not know any better you
would have sworn it was the same person speaking.

��

Eiri knew this was his grandmother, Maki.� She was just as bad as her sister was.� She was the main reason why he never went to
visit his aunt Aki.� How Aunt Aki could
live with that woman was beyond him.� He
would have hung himself long ago.

��

�You know,� entered a third voice.

��

This was his other aunt, Shuri.� She was the eldest sister and matriarch of
the family.� She was a little more
open-minded but still stuck on honor and tradition just like the others.

��

�I don't know what's worse,� Aunt Shuri was
saying.� �A Homosexual or a Neutral.�

��

What in the world were they doing here?� Then he remembered what Shuichi told him
about the dinner he was forced to miss, about how his father had indeed hidden
a betrothal between himself and some chick behind a so-called �family
dinner�.� That was right.� That was why the entire family was here.� It was a meeting of the two families.� Whatever.�
They could wait until they were blue in the face, keeled over, and died
because he had no intention, now or ever, of being forced into marrying anyone,
especially with some chick he would rather beat upside the head then bed.� The thought made him sick to his stomach.

��

�That's the question, is it not?� Grandma Maki stated.

��

�Both are disgusting and wicked,� Aunt Sanami hissed.

��

�True,� Aunt Shuri agreed, her voice calm, �but at
least a Neutral can gives us heirs.� You
have to admit they can be�useful,� she said, her voice becoming soft and sly.

��

The other women giggled secretively.

��

Eiri frowned deeply.�
He did not like the sound of that.�
What were they talking about?

��

�We're just lucky that your son saw reason,� Aunt
Shuri continued.

Son?� Were they
talking about his father?� Eiri edged closer,
straining to hear what they were saying.

��

�Yes, we are,� Grandmother Maki agreed.� �My boy has always done what was right for
the family.�

��

�Tradition and the honor of the Uesugi family must be
upheld,� Aunt Sanami snapped.

��

Eiri's heart beat painfully in his chest.� He had an awful, sick feeling in the pit of
his stomach.

��

�That's nothing against Kazuki.� He was a wonderful boy with great genes,�
Aunt Shuri said in that same calm and collected voice.

��

Kazuki?� That
was his mother's name! �Eiri edged a
little bit closer, licking his dry lips.�
Why were they talking about his mother?�
What was going on?

��

�Very true,� Grandmother Maki said.� �He was very nice and very handsome, but we
could not have a freak in the family.�
That just would not do.�

��

A freak?� Eiri
could barely contain a growl that seeped through his pursed lips.� He clenched his hands; his nails dug
half-moons into his palms.

��

�We're just lucky he died soon after he was banished,
otherwise who knows what could have happened to this family,� Aunt Sanami said.

��

The blood rushed out of
Eiri's face.� He stared out across the
yard with large unseeing eyes.� The rest
of their conversation fell of deaf ears as shock filled Eiri.

---TBC---

Preview:� �Eiri�s Face Off�

A/N:� Wow.�
What do you know?� Never saw that coming
did you?

On a lighter
note, to all those here in the States and elsewhere who are celebrating
Thanksgiving, Happy Thanksgiving!!
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