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DISCLAIMER | Gravitation and its characters are copyright to
Murakami Maki; no infringement is intended through the publishing of this fan
work. The author profits nothing from this, as this is for his own selfish
enjoyment, as well as for the fans who appreciate it.

WARNING | This story contains lime and copious amount
of yaoi. Run away if any or both material offends
you. Otherwise, enjoy and let me know what you think!

�for Aldrich�like always

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Chasing Butterflies: A Prelude (Part Two)

� keiichi, 2006

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Tatsuha was surprisingly quiet during the drive back
to Eiri and Shuichi�s apartment. He was looking out
the semi-open window of the car, watching probably nothing at all. Except for
the appreciative acknowledgment he threw at Shuichi when he picked up the
youngest Uesugi in front of a local club, who was
nursing a bruise on his jaw; there was nothing else that passed between them.
The singer wondered briefly if the boy was waiting for an earful of lectures
from him.

Shuichi smirked knowingly. His heart went out to the young monk, actually. He
knew what it was like to be young and reckless. He�d had his fair share of
getting into senseless fights at clubs and getting into trouble with Hiro back when both of them weren�t famous yet. His current
image and reputation changed that lifestyle a bit. Tatsuha
was young, Shuichi reasoned, so it would pass. But he probably wasn�t doing him
any favors by letting it go altogether. The least he could do was tell him off
a little.

Carefully parking Eiri�s BMW (the only car his
boyfriend would ever actually let him drive, because apparently the Mercedes
was more precious and had more expensive parts) into the apartment complex
parking slot, Shuichi shot a cautious glance at the dark-haired teen beside
him. Tatsuha was obviously spacing out now; he didn�t
even notice when Shuichi killed the car engine. Well, either that, or he was
just trying to ignore him and delay the inevitable.

�Hey, Tatsuha,� Shuichi called out seriously.

�..Hn?�

The singer let out a sigh; at least the boy wasn�t totally out of it.

�Hey. What happened back there?� It was actually more out of curiosity that he
asked, so his tone came out more gently than he�d intended. Shuichi realized he
could as well technically be Tatsuha�s next older
brother, but he believed he was more of a friend really, instead of a sibling. Tatsuha already had two dysfunctional ones who�d often
grated on his nerves, so he probably didn�t need another one.

When he didn�t answer, Shuichi made a reach for Tatsuha�s
arm. He felt the boy flinch at the sudden contact, causing him to slightly jump
as well. �What�s wrong? You can tell me.�

Tatsuha removed his face away from the car window
with a heavy sigh. He still didn�t answer, nor meet Shuichi�s gaze. Instead he
went on examining his reddened knuckles, clenching and unclenching his fists.
�Nothing,� he finally answered, �It was just some stupid fight. Some idiot
freak insulted Sakuma-san��

Understanding dawned on the singer, and he smiled emphatically at the teen. Tatsuha had let the last words hang as if he were about to
say more, but didn�t. Shuichi didn�t press any further either; he didn�t want
to upset the boy any more than he already was. Tatsuha
would probably deal with whatever was bothering him on his own. Nevertheless,
Shuichi still gave him a friendly rub on the arm before removing his hand,
�Okay. Let�s get those cleaned up then. We might have ice��

�Shuichi,� Tatsuha whispered suddenly in an almost
inaudible voice. He still kept his gaze on his hands, raven hair shielding his
eyes. �Is Sakuma-san� Do you think he�
Does he��

Tatsuha seemed to be having a hard time forming and
completing his questions. His voice was stifled and broke in between pauses.

�Hm? What about Sakuma-san?�

Shuichi wondered fleetingly if the boy�s recent rebellious act had more to do
with the Nittle Grasper singer than he�d let on. He
didn�t get all the details, but something had happened between the teen and his
idol a few months back, that somehow changed Tatsuha.
Shuichi only knew as much. The boy, of course, had denied everything even
though he was blushing from head to toe, while Ryuichi
neither confirmed nor refuted any of Shuichi�s suspicions.

Shuichi felt a tad guilty, since he�d been the one to introduce them. The
pink-haired singer was confident they�d hit it off quickly. After all, Tatsuha was Sakuma Ryuichi�s
biggest fan boy (next to him, of course), and the other singer just seemed to
have basked in the young boy�s radiant personality. Not to mention that they
appeared to have had enjoyed each other�s company when they met.

Apparently, his little attempt at matchmaking was a failure, seeing as neither
of them were keen on admitting anything at all. At the
very least, he knew Tatsuha would surely have been
shouting at the top of his lungs if he ever got into Ryuichi
Sakuma�s pants. It seemed that even now, Tatsuha was
a bit hesitant in bringing up the topic.

�He�� Squeezing his hands tightly together, as though gathering all the courage
he could muster, Tatsuha continued, �Sakuma-san and I
slept together. Once. Months ago�� He tossed a careful
sidelong glance at Shuichi, �That night when you introduced us at the party? We
went back to his place and��

Shuichi heard the young monk choke on his words, unable to say anything more.
No tears fell from his face, but he noticed that Tatsuha
was trying to suppress the quivering of his body. Placing his arms around the
younger boy�s shoulders, Shuichi made soothing caresses on Tatsuha�s
other arm. It surprised and confused Shuichi; he couldn�t understand why the
monk had this kind of reaction. Of course he expected something quite
different� shouldn�t he? After all, it was Ryuichi
Sakuma they were talking about�the man Tatsuha
considered his *god*.

�Hey��

The singer shifted in his seat a bit as he unbuckled his seat belt and then
drew Tatsuha into a semi-embrace. The boy leaned in
to his touch and buried his face onto Shuichi�s shoulder, breathing heavily as
he sank into the comfort of the singer�s arms.

Whatever happened between the teen and his idol had to be anything but good,
Shuichi decided, if Tatsuha
was reacting this way. But there was nothing wrong with Ryuichi,
as far as the singer could tell, anyway.

Or perhaps, that was the problem? Had this been all about
unrequited feelings too?

Shuichi didn�t need to dwell on that question further, as Tatsuha
answered it for him. �Sakuma-san told me he only gave me what I wanted� or
probably, what he thought I *only* wanted.� He wasn�t choking on the words
anymore, but his voice sounded melancholy and far away, as though he wasn�t
really conversing with someone, but was trying to talk himself out of it.

Tatsuha�s train of thought was bringing back a few
familiar memories to Shuichi at that moment. His relationship with Eiri at the beginning was just as painful as this: when the
novelist had thought that Shuichi only wanted fame and sex from him, not
recognizing the feeling�that actual feeling that the singer only ever needed
and wanted from Eiri. Truth be told,
Shuichi didn�t expect such an occurrence, especially not on Tatsuha�s
part. He genuinely believed that Tatsuha�s immense
infatuation and lustful obsession with Ryuichi Sakuma
ended there, but apparently not.

Lifting the boy�s head up, Shuichi finally noticed the dried streaks of tears
that ran down the other teen�s cheeks; Tatsuha had
been crying in silence�for far too long, Shuichi considered. He searched the
deep black eyes and finally found what confirmed his suspicions: Tatsuha was deeply in love with a man who did not return
his feelings. It felt like a trip down memory lane for the pink-haired singer.

The boy still refused to meet his gaze, perhaps too embarrassed to have been caught
crying. Shuichi smiled faintly, brushing stray hair out of Tatsuha�s
face. It seemed like a trait the Uesugi brothers
shared; embarrassment at the show of their emotions during moments of weakness.
Tatsuha�s apparent vulnerability reminded Shuichi of the
first time he saw Eiri break down; shedding all that
ice and withholding back no emotions as he cried. Shuichi had remained at the
novelist�s side, embracing him, allowing him to just let go while constantly
reassuring Eiri that he loved him, and that he wasn�t
going anywhere.

So perhaps that same sort of thoughtful tending could placate the teen monk,
Shuichi thought. Of course, he really couldn�t say the things he had said to
his boyfriend, but at the very least, Shuichi could hold him as he lets his
burdens flow from him.

Slowly, Tatsuha looked back at him, almost shyly at
first, eyes still glittering from early tears. Shuichi held back a gasp,
fascinated with the teen�s physical resemblance to his older brother. They
really did look a lot like each other�except for the hair and eye color of
course. But in the little light that filtered inside the bleary darkness of the
car, the near-expressive eyes and the trademark frown were becoming very
familiar� The singer thought �d�j� vu� and suddenly, he had an overwhelming
urge to�

Without further thought, Shuichi brought his lips down to quell the pouted
mouth of the other in front of him. He felt no response, no resistance at
first, and so Shuichi took this as a sign of encouragement and proceeded to nip
at the bottom lip. A muffled groan finally answered him, followed by the mouth
opening up to his ministrations. Shuichi drew his hands away from the shoulder
he was supporting and put one hand on the other man�s chest, while the other
held his neck to pull him closer. Shuichi felt hands tugging at his waist and
running down his sides as the mouth he�d been kissing began to respond. His
head reeled as the kiss grew deeper and more intense; hands were gliding
everywhere now, touching and caressing�

When the need for oxygen was already too great, Shuichi pulled away panting,
violet eyes glazed as he opened them to look at his lover, �Mmm�
Eiri��

He then let out a surprised and confused shriek when reality stared back him
back in the face.

+++tsuzuku+++

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AUTHOR�S NOTES | A huge thanks to my unrelenting beta readers, Proycon, Quirkie and Saku�wonderful people who took time to help me with this
little story. I decided to make this a 'full-length' story, and thus,
this part now becomes the Prelude to the real 'Chasing Butterflies' series. So
please watch out for that; I'm currently outlining the chapters. The pairings
will have to revert back to the canon pairings eventually,
I hope that wouldn't be a put off. SPECIAL THANKS also to those who gave early
reviews! Your feedbacks are loved!

This fic was inspired two stories written by my own
idol, another fanfic writer whose works are just so
wonderful and moving. Not only did it inspire this piece, but also, it took off
from that storyline, which explains the slight AU-ishness
of the fic. If anybody�s curious, I highly recommend
X-Parrot�s �What You Wish For� and �Shining� � if you haven�t already.
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