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 Sixteen

Touma had released a stampede of cattle, summoned a hoard of demons, even called in a bunch of Evangelical Christians to smite the evil pink haired homosexual with skin scorching Bible verses, and not a damn plan worked. He shredded plan, C, D, and E to shreds. Oh, he was really pissed the fuck off now.

All of the cattle had been turned into beef patties, the demons only wanted the bitch’s autograph, and the Evangelicals were nothing but a bunch of closet cases. He immediately sent all those idiots off with free hamburgers to go bomb an abortion clinic.

He cackled evilly. He didn’t really give a fuck if a female decided to have a fetus sucked out of her pee-pee hole or not. It was her choice and nobody else’s. Hell, he didn’t want a parasite taking up residence in him either.

Plus, stem cells make an excellent anti-aging cream for the delicate under eye areas. This was only one of his many secrets, explaining why he did not age. He practically bathed in the stem cells of unborn babies.

“Cut that bitch open!” He shrieked in a deep demonic voice, fangs glistening like razor sharp moonbeams. “And get me that fetus!”

Ah, Touma Seguichi really is the modern day Elizabeth Bathory. He even owned the giant tub used by the Blood Countess to prove it.

“Excuse me,” a little boy asked, pulling on his clothing. “Why are you dressed like a lady?”

Touma’s nostrils flared and he hissed at the brat. “It’s too late to drain and flush you now.”

“Tell me about it,” the mother said, smacking her offspring across the back of the head with her purse. “What did mommy say about running off?”

The child rubbed his head. “I don’t wanna say.”

“What does mommy say?” The woman shrieked.

“I don’t wanna say!” The child whined in a high pitched, annoying voice.

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“What is this place?” Shuichi asked, looking around at all the vivid plants that were huge compared to the both of them. He felt like a small ant in a giant’s garden.

“This is Tokyo’s Enchanted Gardens,” Ryuichi told him, wearing giant dragonfly wings that were cerulean and black. There was thin, almost translucent cords attached to them, and he jumped up into the air.

Shuichi watched as he flew up into the air to land on a huge green leaf that belonged to a giant tulip. That looked like so much fun. He could not wait to try that out.

“Master Sakuma has reserved the Garden just for the two of you, Master Shindou,” a creepy looking lady said, holding out a pair of brilliant colored wings just for him to put on.

Her hair was green as the tall blades of grass growing around them and her eyes were as brown as the bark on the trees out in the parking lot. She had skin that reminded him of soft pink cherry blossoms.

The wings in her hands were silver with glistening pink gems expertly placed to make them even more beautiful. They were wings designed after a glorious butterfly.

“Come on, Shuichi!” Ryuichi called down to him, waving with Kumagoro. “Come fly with us!”

Shuichi’s heart practically skipped a beat. He was gazing up at his God who now possessed wings of wonder. The legend singer looked so handsome.

The creepy lady helped him with his wings, making sure that they were firmly secure. This was a place of magic and enchantment. Accidents were not allowed to happen in such a beautiful paradise.

“You are ready to soar, Master Shindou.” She told him, gracing him with a bright smile. “Please enjoy your time in the Garden.”

He watched her glide off like a water lilly does on the surface of a pond. She vanished behind what looked to be a giant jasmine blossom.

He turned around and looked up to see that Ryuichi was jumping from green leaf to the next. The older man seemed to look right at home.

“How big is this place?” Shuichi yelled up at him, a little hesitant to leap. Apparently there was a mechanism that pulled when you jumped and released when not…or there were people pulling the strings…perhaps it was a very smart AI.

“The Garden is the whole complex, Shuichi,” Ryuichi called down to him. “It’s literally the size of a small forest.”

Shuichi nodded his head and took a leaping jump. The cords lifted him up into the air and he giggled at how freeing it felt. He landed on a yellow petal right below Ryuichi.

“We are in spring right now,” Ryuichi told him, pulling him up by the hand. “This garden contains the four seasons and a puddle is in the center. But, since we’re so tiny compared to everything around us, it’s more like a small lake.”

Shuichi gazed around. The two of them were literally like insects in this place. He was a butterfly and Ryuichi was a dragonfly.

How come he had never even heard of this place before? All of this was awesome.

“Ready?” Ryuichi asked, taking him by the hand. “We’re going for that pretty pink tulip over there.”

Shuichi nodded and they both took off on three like glittering jewels. His pink hair fluttered around his face in the scented breeze.

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Yuki could not make up his mind on what to buy for Shuichi as an apology. He did not want something that would make him look desperate, even though he really was, and he did not want something that would hurt like a bitch if Shuichi was to throw it in his face. The sexy novelist needed his looks to be at one hundred percent at all times.

He looked at charms, rings, bracelets, kimonos, flowers, pins, key chains, and tons of shit that refused to sing to him. He could not find one damn thing that would sing, “I’m sorry, please forgive me, my idiot.”

“Sir,” a pretty young woman asked with a hesitant smile. “You’ve been staring intently at the same pair of earrings for over half and hour. Are you all right?”

Yuki blinked and actually looked at the damn things. They were fucking gorgeous. They looked just like amethyst teardrops. He had to have them

“I’ll take them,” he said, having her fetch them like a good bitch. “They remind me of my idiot’s eyes.”

“Oh, that’s sweet,” she smiled with sweat forming on her brow. “I’m sure…I’m sure your idiot will love them.”

Yuki nodded. “What color gift wrapping do you have? I must have pink. My idiot simply adores pink.”

The young woman instantly gawked when she took a closer look at the handsome man before her eyes. “Eiri…Yuki…”

Yuki’s eyes widened and he took a quick look around. “Oh, no, I just look like the bitch. I’m an impersonator, that’s it.”

“AH!” The woman shrieked, grabbing her hair. “IT’S EIRI YUKI!”

Heads turned and talons flexed.

Yuki quickly grabbed the box, the wrapping paper, and took off running like hell. “SEND ME A BILL!”

He ran out of the store, looked this way and that, and screamed. “WHERE DID I PARK THE GODDAMN CAR?”

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Touma was gazing from the shadows, dressed like a spider, waiting for the foolish butterfly to come into his web. He was going to wrap the little slut up in a cocoon and dump him into a pit of venomous vipers. He was practically hissing with glee.

He scuttled across the web and waited for the silly twit. He could see the two of them bouncing and soaring his way.

“Come into my web, you little bitch,” he cackled, staying perfectly still.

“Oh, Touma!” Ryuichi waved, giving him a big smile. “Did you scare little Miss Muffet?”

Touma was so startled that he lost his impeccable balance, and fell off his web. The cords caught him, causing him to bounce up and down, and he cursed up a storm.

How had he been seen? He was perfectly camouflaged. He was fucking spider, playing on his fucking web!

“Mr. Seguichi?” Shuichi asked, holding onto the web with Ryuichi at his side. “Why are you here?”

Touma was spinning around in dizzying circles, feeling as though he would hurl his guts at any moment. He was not happy at all.

“I, uh, came to practice my balance.” He quickly lied, scratching his head, knowing he looked like a damn fool. “And I was just about to kill…I mean, head home and kill some time with a movie.”

Ryuichi nodded his head, taking Shuichi by the hand. He told Touma to have a good night and sparkly dreams.

Touma seethed when Shuichi bowed his head like a humble servant and flew off with the older man. He was so fucking pissed. Those wings of his were fucking beautiful. They suited the pink haired slut well.

He pulled Plan F (?) out and shredded it to pieces. This was just one of those plans that had no point really. It was just big, sparkly, and cost shit loads of cash.

He should have just cut the bitches cords and let him plummet to the ground below. A broken neck would have done him in. But, he had to follow plans in alphabetical order. His OCD would not allow otherwise.

“Oh, well,” he sighed, swinging back and forth. “After all, tomorrow is another day.”

He threw his head back and howled with wicked laughter. One of his plans was bound to do the bitch in.

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Ryuichi and Shuichi frolicked through spring, danced through summer, skipped through autumn, and arrived in glorious winter. All the plant life was covered in white and glistened like diamonds.

The two of them landed on what appeared to be a frozen rose. It was beautiful and so was the puddle that lied in the center of the surrounding seasons. They had jumped around in one huge circle through the seasons. It was like a wheel.

The water looked as though it were littered with a billion diamonds from the false sky overhead. It was nighttime in the Winter Garden and there was a full silver moon.

Shuichi took a seat on the frozen looking petal and Ryuichi sat down beside him. He reached over, taking Kumagoro off his head, and held him in his arms.

Ryuichi smiled, leaning in close. “Are you having fun, Shuichi?”

Shuichi squeezed Kumagoro, nodding his head. “I really like this place.”

A haunting melody began to creep its way through the garden and snow began to fall all around them. It wasn’t real, but it looked the part, and that’s what counted.

Shuichi gazed down and over what was the puddle. Since the garden was designed to make humans the size of bugs, it really did look like a small lake.

He closed his eyes when Ryuichi put an arm around his shoulders, and smiled when the older man began to hum along to the song that was playing. Had he planned all of this out beforehand?

Ryuichi was very careful with their wings. He did not want to damage the pretty shiny in any way. They were just so sparkly.

He nuzzled his smooth cheek against Shuichi’s and giggled when he did. He poked the amethyst eyed beauty on the nose and began to sing.

Enchantress came to me and said:
Meet me at the lake tonight

Shuichi’s breath caught in his lungs as he listened to Ryuichi’s heavenly voice. It sparkled just like the glistening diamonds that were falling all around them.

Ryuichi was looking right into his eyes as he sang this song just for him.

I hummed this song to the white
Through the shroud of snow I saw
Paradise
Peace
No more lies

He carefully pulled Shuichi into his arms, minding their beautiful wings. He ran his hands through the glitter filled hair, placing a warm kiss on his forehead.

Crestfallen soul
Rest for this night
Love is here
Right here under my wings

Shuichi’s heart was racing and water filled his eyes. He felt so warm and safe for the first time in forever.

Ryuichi pulled him to his feet, holding him close. The soft call of a wolf filled the musical air. He took Kuma from his arms and put him on his pink head.

I dream of wolves with them I run
For me she lengthened the night
I am home
I am in peace

The two of them lifted off and floated above the snow covered ground, holding onto each other as diamonds danced through the air. It was as if the music came from all around and Ryuichi’s haunting voice only became stronger.

Crestfallen soul
Rest for this night
Love is here
Right here under my wings

Ryuichi continued to hum until Shuichi felt brave enough to take his lips with his own. It was sweet and filled with such warmth. There was no coldness to be found.

Shuichi moaned and he felt as if he were shining like some sparkling star in the sky. He felt as if he could light up the entire night if he had Ryuichi at his side.

A golden light began to spread throughout his body like a rushing fire, consuming a forest that had been without rain for a long time. He felt as if he would nova at any moment if he didn’t let go of that scorching fount of bliss.

“Wow.”

That was the only thing he could say when he pulled away. He voice was hoarse and he trembled. He had thought Yuki’s kisses stole his breath away. He had been sadly mistaken.

He gazed into those soft sapphire gemstones that burned with heat. There was so much love and kindness radiating from those deep depths. It was like a boundless ocean.

“Ryu…” Shuichi whispered, still gazing into his eyes. “I…I think I…”

Ryuichi put his index finger to his lips, stopping him, and kissed him on the cheek. He looked back into those amethyst stars and smiled.

“I love you, Shuichi,” he told him, voice not betraying the feelings he was feeling, holding his butterfly close.

A tear fell from an amethyst jewel and he hugged his dragonfly tight.

“OH SHIT!” A voice cried from above where the two of them were floating happily in each others arms. “MY ARTHRITIS!”

“Huh?” The two singers asked, looking up, only to cry out when they fell, landing in a mountain of glitter.

A shimmering cloud of pretty shiny exploded everywhere upon their impact. It looked as if an army of drag queens had thrown up all over the place.

TBC…

Please review and tell me what you think.

Thank you all so much for your sparkly reviews. I just love writing this story more and more as I'm going along. I've read the manga...and I can take this story anywhere I want. I can even have the faeries dancing naked on the moon if I wanted to...but I won't.

Apparently this is a crack fic...I'm assuming it is on crack. This just proves the conversation I just had with a group of my friends who were looking over the manga. If my fic is on crack...then the manga is on LSD (the good shit).

Therefore, the manga should immediately check all its volumes into Promises so they can be sobered up. All the LSD shall be cleansed away and the empty husks of Gravitation shall remain. We shall throw the awesome away and celebrate the boring love affair between a cold hearted ass hole and a golden hearted idiot. Oh, the angst of it all.

I'm off to buy some black balloons and an awesome black veil.

Nah, I'm just screwin' with ya'll.

LMFAO!!!

LONG LIVE GRAVITATION AND ALL IT'S CRACKISH GLORY! I'LL CURSE ANYONE WHO TRIES TO SOBER UP GRAVITATION WITH ALL MANNER OF HORRIBLE THINGS!! I'LL MAKE THE RAPTURE LOOK LIKE A SUNDAY SCHOOL FAIRYTALE!!!

(Inserts insane laughter here)

My humor is crazy, so laugh along with the psycho. I mean no harm by it.

PEACE, LOVE, AND SPARKLES TO YOU ALL!!!!

BIG HUGS TO YOU ALL FROM PRETTY SHINY!!!!!

Flora.

(Goes off to worship before the image of Maki Murakami)

Note: Lyrics belong to Nightwish.