A Mangled Affair | By : loche606 Category: Gravitation > General Views: 4095 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Yuki looked at the note again. His hands shaking with rage. How dare Sakuma interfere with this. He was more trouble than he was worth it seemed. He looked at the clock. It was a little after two. Without hesitation, he picked up his phone and dialed the only number he could think to call.
“Yes?” A woman’s voice said sleepily into the phone.
“Mika, I need to speak to Seguchi.” Yuki said.
There was some muffled talking and Touma got on the phone.
“What is it Eiri-san?” He said, sounding worried but completely alert.
“I need you to come over here as soon as you can.”
“What is this all about Eiri-san?”
“Just get over here.” Yuki replied shakily.
“Give me twenty minutes.” Touma said and hung up.
Yuki turned the phone off, and it dropped to the floor. He sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. His mind was racing with thoughts of Shuuichi. The little shit had betrayed him first dammit! There was no reason for him to feel guilty. What Shuuichi did was inexcusable. That damn brat, always thinking of himself before anyone else.
Yuki stood up and went to the kitchen. He opened a cupboard and pulled out a glass. Then he walked to the freezer and got some ice. Opening another cupboard he pulled out his bottle of whiskey, pouring three fingers worth into his glass and leaving the bottle out on the counter. He quickly downed the brown liquid and poured himself another, which he also quickly drank. Pouring himself another glass, he grabbed it and went back to sit on the couch.
“Where are we going?” Shuuichi asked weakly, holding onto the older man.
“To my apartment.” Ryuichi said gently, wrapping his arms tightly around Shuuichi’s thin shoulders. “Now, shhhh Shuuichi.” He said soothingly, burying his face in the pink hair. Shuuichi looked around the backseat, and noticed something odd.
“Ryuichi?” He asked quietly, “Where is Kumagorou?”
“He is at home, asleep.” Ryuichi said, with no more explanation.
They rode the rest of the way in silence. Shuuichi feeling warm in Ryuichi’s arms. Ryuichi had saved him from Yuki, had shown up again, at the perfect time and saved him. He snuggled deeper into the brown haired man’s arms.
“Thank you Ryuichi” He said, barely above a whisper. As he said it, Ryuichi’s arms tightened around him, but he didn’t say anything. Shuuichi closed his eyes and let his mind rest for a little while. He was soon asleep.
When he woke, he was laying in a soft bed, his boxers the only thing on his body. The down blanket that was wrapped around him was so warm. He had no idea where he was. He got up, and winced at the pain in his lower back and shoulders. Then he remembered what had happened. Yuki had hurt him and Ryuichi had rescued him. He walked out of the room and into a high ceilinged living room. Ryuichi was sleeping on the couch. He walked over to the sleeping man and knelt down beside him. He reached a hand out and stroked Ryu’s cheek. The man stirred and opened an eye. He looked up at Shuu for a second, as if not knowing who he was. Shuu leaned down and placed a kiss on his lips. Ryu reached up and rested a hand on Shuu’s neck, holding him in the kiss, as he parted Shuu’s lips with his tongue and kissed him deeply. Shuu broke the kiss and climbed on the couch with Ryu, the older man making room for him. Shuu wrapped his arms around the man and fell asleep again.
Shuuichi’s eyes opened and he blinked, the light burning his eyes. He felt an arm wrapped around his waist. He turned his head and saw Ryuichi’s profile nuzzled against his neck. He closed his eyes again, wanting to continue laying that way.
“Good morning Shuuichi.” Ryuichi said, and he rolled Shuu over, and kissed his forehead. Shuu opened his eyes and looked into the cobalt eyes. The gentleness he saw there made his heart melt.
“Good morning.” Shuu said yawning. He looked at Ryuichi, his eyes watering from the yawn.
Shuu rolled over and sat up, stretching. Ryuichi reached out and rubbed his back, which felt nice because of the pains he was having. ‘Why is my back so sore?’ He thought. Then the answer came to him. It was because of the position he was in last night, and the rough way Yuki had been treating his body.
“Are you hurting Shuuichi?” Ryuichi asked. His hands moving over the pink haired man.
“I’m alright.” He replied.
He stood up and turned around, looking at Ryuichi. The older singer’s eyes widened noticeably and then he caught himself and smiled wearily. Shuu looked down at his own chest and gasped. There were bruises all over his chest from where Yuki had bitten him. He grabbed the blanket from Ryu and wrapped himself up. Tears filled his eyes again, the shame of what had happened making his head spin. He dropped to his knees and Ryu jumped up and wrapped his arms around the sobbing singer.
“Why did we do that to him?” Shuu asked through the tears, “Why were we stupid enough to think we could get away with something like that?”
“What we did to him, and what he did to you were completely different.” Ryuichi said quietly, his voice full of hate.
Shuu had never seen, nor heard Ryuichi like this before. He was usually so happy-go-lucky, and when he wasn’t, it usually only lasted a few seconds, or while he was on stage. Ryuichi lifted Shuu’s face to look at his own.
“What we did was wrong, but what he did was unforgivable.”
“I think I deserved it.”Shuu said, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes and dropping to the floor. “If we hadn’t done that, this never would have happened.”
Shuu saw Ryuichi’s hands close into fists. The usually pacifistic singer shaking with rage. The leaned down and looked Shuuichi in the eye.
“Don’t you ever say that again, do you understand?”
Shuuichi began to shake. His arms collapsing, he fell forward and Ryuichi caught him.
“Do you understand me?” Ryu said again.
“Yes, I understand.” Shuu said.
Ryuichi set Shuu back up and got up. “Breakfast?” He said, a smile on his face. “Kuma where are you?”
With that he was gone, and Shuu could hear him screaming for Kuma as he walked though the house.
Shuu also got up and walked down the hall, looking for the bathroom. The first door he walked past was the room he had come from last night, which was obviously Ryuichi’s room. Next he walked past a room with posters all over the walls. He went in and the posters along two walls were of Ryuichi’s own band Nittle Grasper, the other two walls he was shocked to see, were covered in posters of Bad Luck, Shuuichi’s band. He looked around the room, which contained a bed, and a desk but no other furniture.
“This is Kumagorou’s room. He usually sleeps with me though na no da.” Shuu heard from behind him.
He turned, and saw Ryu standing there holding the bunny in his folded arms. Shuu was glad to see that the normal Ryuichi childlike persona had returned. He nodded and smiled, turning back to the posters of Bad Luck. He didn’t need to look at the ones of Nittle Grasper, he already had all those. He had no idea that there were that many posters of his band out. He turned and walked from the room, following Ryuichi.
“Umm, where is your bathroom?” Shuu asked. Ryu pointed to the door at the end of the hall.
“If you want, shower and I will bring in some of my clothes to put on na no da.”
“A shower would be great.” Shuu said.
walking into the bathroom Shuu was stunned. The bathroom was huge! It was as big as Kuma’s room easily. There was a big claw footed bathtub, and a gigantic tiled shower, the tiles as blue as Ryu’s eyes. He took off his boxers and stood in front of the mirror. He was horrified to see that the bruising covered his whole neck and halfway down his chest. ‘It is going to be days before I can leave this place.’ He thought miserably. He walked into the shower and closed the frosted glass door. The shower was shaped almost like a triangle, with the big side facing out, and fully glass. Shuu smiled at Ryu’s real estate sense and turned the water on. There was a main shower head that the water came out of, and also more across the ceiling. The shower was so big, it warranted multiple showerheads. The hot water flowed over his fatigued body, seeming to massage the pain from his back. He washed his hair and began soaping his body.
“I see you Shuuichi!” Ryuichi opened the shower door and Shuu could see that he was already naked.
“I’m coming in with you. Save water na no da.” Ryuichi smiled at him sweetly. Over the the man’s shoulder, Shuu could see Kuma sitting on the shelf by the sink. Shuu moved back and allowed Ryu to come in with him. When the door shut, Shuu went back to soaping himself up. Ryuichi grabbed his cloth and put soap on it. He softly rubbed Shuu’s back in small circles, gently massaging it. Shuu let his head fall forward as the older man’s hands moved up to his neck. A small moan left his lips and a chill ran up his spine, despite the hot water. He started to grow hard, Ryuichi’s hands moving across his wet skin causing him to become aroused. He felt Ryu’s lips grazing his neck very gently. Shuu leaned his head back now into Ryu’s mouth. Ryu’s hands went around the younger boys waist and locked there. He gently suckled on Shuu’s neck, loving on the bruised flesh. Shuu whimpered a little and Ryu immediately backed off a little. Shuu reached around and pulled Ryu’s head back down. He moaned out against Shuu’s neck. Ryu’s hands went down further and brushed against Shuu’s erection. Shuu panted, as the water rushed over their bodies.
“I want you to feel good.” Ryu breathed into Shuu’s ear
Shuu felt his body blush when he heard these words. He leaned back into Ryu and let the brown haired man caress him, and stroke his dick slowly and deliberately. Shuu felt Ryu’s erection pressing against his ass, and he froze for a second, then turned around.
“What is it?” Ryu asked confusion in his eyes.
“I’m just kinda sore...back there.” He replied, embarrassed.
Ryu looked at him tenderly and leaned in, kissing his lips very lightly.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” He said when he pulled back.
Shuu’s eyes filled with tears again, nobody had ever said that to him before. The loving way Ryuichi had said it, made his heart well up. He leaned forward and kissed the older man, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him close. Ryuichi wrapped one arm back around Shuu’s waist, and the other hand began to again stroke Shuu’s dick. The two men kissed again, tongues eagerly exploring each other’s mouths. When the kiss broke, Shuuichi leaned his head forward, and kissed Ryuichi’s neck while the brown haired man pumped Shuu’s erection a little faster now. Shuu moaned against his neck and licked it all the way up to his earlobe, where he sucked and nibbled gently. His heart was racing and his knees felt weak. He was getting closer to climax now.
Suddenly Ryu’s hand stopped. Shuu looked at him and Ryu smiled lustfully and backed him against the tiled wall. He dropped to his knees and pulled Shuu’s erect cock into his mouth. Shuu leaned his head against the wall and put his hands down into Ryu’s hair.
“Motto...” He whispered.
Ryuichi began to suck faster now. His head bobbing and his tongue making circles on Shuu’s shaft as he moved his mouth up and down. Shuu’s hips bucked gently as his orgasm snuck up on him and flooded his body. He called out in pleasure as he came into Ryu’s mouth, his back arching. Ryu continued to suck him, pulling the orgasm from his body. He stood up and kissed Shuu again. Shuu could taste his own come on Ryu’s lips and tongue, but he didn’t mind. When Ryu backed off to look at him, Shuu stood there panting. Ryu smiled warmly and Shuu stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the man, holding him tightly against his chest. Ryu wrapped his own arms around Shuu and lay his forehead against Shuu’s.
“I will take care of you Shuuichi.” He said, a slightly cocky smile on his face.
Shuu didn’t say anything, but closed his eyes, happy for the love right now.
The doorbell rang and the drunk man stumbled to the door ungracefully. He opened it and the blonde haired man standing there rushed in.
“What’s the matter Eiri-san?” Touma said looking at the other man.
“Shuu left me.” Yuki said, without much emotion.
“HE left YOU?” Touma asked, thinking he had misheard the younger man.
“That’s what I said isn’t it?” Yuki said, turning around and walking over to the couch. He dropped onto it and picked up his glass.
Touma slipped off his shoes and walked into the living room, following Yuki to the couch and sitting down.
“This is because of Ryuichi-san ne?” He asked quietly.
Yuki’s bloodshot eyes turned to him.
“You knew?” He asked accusingly.
“Of course, but Ryuichi had assured me that nothing had, or would, happen.” Touma explained.
“When was this?”
“That was Sunday morning.”
“Well, Sunday night they drugged me.” Yuki said. Touma’s eyes widened slightly. Then they narrowed again. He was angry, and as Yuki continued to tell him the story, he got more and more angry. Yuki told him about Sunday night, and then about the events that had transpired before Shuu had run out on him. When he grew quiet, Touma looked at him for a few minutes. It was true that the runt was no good for him, it was obvious just by looking at him now. It was a shame that Eiri wasted all the time to be upset over the pink haired cause of Touma’s ulcer.
“This is un acceptable.”Touma said when Yuki finally looked at him. “I don’t know why you waste your time with him to be honest.”
“Because he loves me.”
“That isn’t something a person does when they love someone.” Touma said, getting closer to Yuki. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Yuki’s, and pulled back again looking at the man.”
“That is what you do when you love someone.”
Yuki looked at him, confused. His hand went to his lips and he blinked twice. His drunk eyes clear and shining. He brought his hand out and curled it around Touma’s neck pulling him in and kissing him deeply. Touma moved closer, leaning over Yuki and kissing him again and again. Yuki allowed himself to be taken. He thought he had loved Shuu, but right now, he loved Touma. Touma’s hands went down and grazed the rising bulge in Yuki’s pants. Yuki moaned very quietly. Touma became aware of his own erection, threatening to tear the button off of his pants. He pulled Yuki’s pants down and moved down, licking the head of the completely erect cock. He pulled the whole thing into his mouth and began to move his head.
Ryuichi made them breakfast. An American breakfast, as were Ryu’s favorite. After that they sat on the couch, Ryu holding Shuu as he lay his head in the older man’s lap.
“I’m sorry if I have caused you any trouble.” Shuu said, nearly asleep as Ryu petted him gently.
“trouble....trouble....hmmm trouble????.” Was all the man said. Shuu got up and looked at him, Ryu looked back smiling. Shuu could feel the chibi side begging to come out. He decided to walk into the kitchen and get a glass of water, letting Ryuichi get all cute for him. When he came back to the living room Ryu was gone. He looked around and then, remembering Saturday night’s game, he said:
“Oh Ryuichi...where areeeeee you?” He began to look around the room, his eyes narrowing while he searched.
He heard a noise above him and he barely had time to wonder how Ryuichi had gotten up there so quickly before the man was on top of him.
“Flying Squirrel Attack!” The brown haired man said as he was soaring through the air, The blanket he was using as the ‘skin flaps’ billowing behind him. Shuu squealed and tried to run, but by then it was too late. Ryuichi landed right next to him and jumped on him, landing kisses all over his face. Shuu laughed wildly and tried, without much conviction, to wiggle free of the ‘flying squirrel’. Ryuichi jumped off of him and ran out of the room. Shuu got up and followed him from the room. He walked into Ryuichi’s room, as he did so, he glanced at the clock. It was already almost 8. He had been here all day. He was enjoying himself so much. Ryu was so caring and gentle with him. Nothing like Yuki even on his good days. Shuu looked around the dark room, wondering if Ryuichi was in here.
“Ryuichi? Are you in here?” He asked into the dark silence. There, of course, was no answer. He walked in all the way, standing by the bed, and the door was slammed shut behind him.
Yuki ran his fingers through Touma’s blonde hair. He moaned loudly as the other man sucked on him. Touma hummed while he moved his mouth up and down Yuki’s shaft. Touma sucked on him with long slow sweeps of his tongue, making the younger man writhe under him. He pulled Yuki’s dick from his mouth and moved up, pulling off his pants, finally exposing his own erection. He moved back up and kissed Yuki’s jaw line, up to his ear, where he nibbled the lobe. He used his hand to pump Yuki’s cock while moaning in Yuki’s ear. Yuki began to buck his hips lightly feeling the orgasm coming. He started panting, and Touma moved his hand faster, bringing Yuki to climax. Yuki called out as the come shot from him, closing his eyes as it covered Touma’s hand and dripped onto his stomach. Touma worked him through the orgasm then he brought his hand up to his mouth and licked some of Yuki’s juice from it. Yuki opened his eyes, and seemed to wake up a little. He sat up and pushed Touma from him. He stood up and buttoned his pants.
“I have to get him back Touma.” He said.
“What?” Touma asked, confused.
“Im leaving now. You can come if you want.”
Why are you going to go after him Eiri-san? Why is he that important to you?"
Touma asked, not understanding the reason Yuki had pushed him away after what they had just done.
"Because," He said, looking into Touma’s green eyes, "He loves me, no matter what may have happened to me before, and I love him."
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