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This I
Promise You

Sequel
to:� �My Heart
Beats Like A Drum�

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: Could it be
that Shuichi really is just paranoid or is there something about the new
neighbor?

Chapter
Summary:� A reoccurring
nightmare leads to some �adult time�.

Warning: M/M, hentai,
romance, drama, angst, OOC-ness, language, mpreg, masturbation, anal, oral,
death, Shuichi/Eiri

Insert: ---

A/N:

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(Last Time)

Rinjin
Yasashii-san made my skin crawl.� He gave
me the heebie-jeebies.� Every time I came
within three meters of the guy, I have a panic attack.� My mouth dries.� I cannot breathe and I start sweating
buckets.� For the life of me, I cannot
explain why I always become like this around this guy!� He really is nice, kind, and gentle.� He is a good friend, but�If I were a woman
they would call it woman's intuition, right?�
Well, my intuition is telling me he is up to no good and it is only a
matter of time before the shit hits the fan, but until then, I am trying to
heed the advice from Hiro and Eiri.� I am
trying to make myself believe that this �gentle neighbor� meant me no harm and
that I was only being paranoid but I was soon to find out just how right I was�

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Chapter
2: Promises in the Dark

Present - November

Darkness.�
Silence.� Utterly and
complete.� They surround me, encompass and engulf me.

A sea of nothingness entrenches me.� I am alone in a great, black void.

The silence is just as thick, just as heavy and
suffocating.� There are no birds
chirping, no locust buzzing, no creaking boards or settling foundations.� I can hear none of the traffic that should be
on the other side of the wall or hear the conversations of people floating up
from the street.� The only sound is the
buzzing in my ears the silence causes.

The hair on the back of my neck and on my arms stands on
end as I suddenly feel as if I am no longer alone.

My heart races, pounding painfully in my chest, making
it difficult to catch my breath.� The
silence is drowned by my sudden wheezing that sounds louder than it really is
in the unnatural silence.� I place my
hand on my rapidly rising and falling chest as I try to catch my breath.

I lick my lips and swallow.� My mouth has gone inexplicably dry.

From out of the darkness come two ghostly hands.� My eyes widen in fright.� I swallow a scream that is trying to claw up
my throat.� I scramble backwards as the
floating hands slowly travel toward me.
�I cannot allow those things to touch me.� I do not want them anywhere near me!

Someone!� Keep
them away from me!� Eiri!� Help me!

�Stay away,� I cry.�
My voice shakes, betraying how terrified I am.� I
continue backing away from those hands, shaking my head and screaming into the
darkness, �No!�

��

Suddenly I feel something solid and smooth rub up
against my back.� I gasp in disbelief as I
feel behind me blindly.� A wall! �No!� This is not happening!� I inch my way along the barrier, pressing
myself into it as if it would somehow swallow me and spit me out to safety
somewhere where those bodiless hands would never find me.

�What do you want?�
Who are you?� I cry, feeling fat tears roll
down my face.

I sob loudly, my cries echoing in the black
nothingness.� My wails grow as I find
myself suddenly trapped in a corner, literally, with those wraithlike hands
creeping towards me ever so slowly, prolonging and stretching out my fear and
panic.� I know that those things were not going to just come and shake my hand.� They were out to get me!� To rip me into tiny pieces and scatter me in
the river!� I have to get away!� Dammit!�
Why was this happening to me?�
Why?

I am crying in earnest by now.� My whole body is trembling.� I shake my head back and forth, back and
forth.� I slide down the wall to the floor
and huddle in as tiny a ball as I can.

A scream rips from my lungs as those long, slinky digits
cup my face.� �Eiri,� I scream at the top
of my lungs.� �Yamero!� Help
me!� Eiri!�

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Shuichi flew up in bed, screaming and entangled in the
bed sheets.� His face was twisted and
contorted in terror.� His plaid pajama
bottoms were twisted around his slender body and his shoulder length jet-black
layered hair was glued to his face with sweat.�
His fear followed him out of his dream and clouded his mind, hindering
his ability to fully wake.� The tangled
sheets, in his mind, were those cold, clammy ghostly hands that would not relent their hold on him.�
He scrambled out of the bed with another scream, hitting the floor with
a loud and hard thud but in his fear-induced haze, none of that
registered.� He crab walked in a blurred
rush until his back hit something solid and whimpered.

��

Eiri flew up out of bed, having been ripped from a
sleep deeper than that of the dead by Shuichi's screams, a sound that chilled
him to the bone and stopped his heart cold.�

He blinked stupidly, his mind slowly wakening.�

The first thing he saw when he was finally focused was
his boyfriend huddled in a tight ball in the corner, his eyes wide and clouded
in fear.� He was fully awake now.� Cursing, Eiri swallowed back his rising
terror and panic.�

He tossed aside the bedcovers and fell to his knees in
front of Shuichi.� Having gone through
this before, Eiri knew what to do.

�Shuichi,� he called lightly as to not startle the
younger man.� He reached out to the
visibly trembling man.� �Shu, it's-�

Shuichi's whimpering turned into a cry of fright.� His hand shot out quick, connecting with a
loud, hard slap across Eiri's face.�

The elder man stared across the room in shock.� Slowly, he touched his cheek, wincing as he
touched the tender spot.� He hit me, Eiri
thought nonchalant with a blink.� My
sweet Shu actually hit me.

��

Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his
attention.� Shuichi was scampering out of
the bedroom.� Cursing, Eiri chased his
faster, more agile boyfriend.� He had to
stop him before he escaped out into the hall.�
There was no telling what the neighbors would think if they saw a half
naked man screaming in absolute terror racing down the hallway in the middle of
the night.� It was one thing for them to
hear those noises from inside the apartment, they were all used to that by now
but it was another to watch a man fleeing for his life out of the building.

Eiri tackled Shuichi to the floor, not bothering to be
gentle or worry about splinters or rug burns.�

He had never been so glad as he was right now that he
had allowed Riku to spend the night at his friend�s house on a school
night.� The last thing the thirteen year
old needed was to be a witness this.� It
would probably traumatize the poor boy.

Shuichi kicked, clawed, punched and screamed as Eiri
used all his strength to pin the singer beneath him.� In any other situation, this would very
erotic.� Eiri straddled Shuichi's flaying
legs, holding them down in the process.�
Grabbing Shuichi�s tiny wrists, he held them securely above a squirming
Shuichi's head.� He brought back his
other hand and slapped the singer harshly across the face, wincing as the sound
echoed through the apartment.� In a
normal situation, he would never hit Shuichi.�
He would never hurt him.� He did
enough of that at the beginning of their relationship, but unfortunately, it
seemed to be the only way to snap Shuichi out of it.

Immediately, Shuichi�s screams stopped.� His struggles ceased.� It was as if a switch had been thrown.� The apartment became eerily silent except for
the heavy sound of Eiri's breathing.� I
am so out of shape, he thought.� He
smiled softly as dull amethyst eyes blinked up at him.� He could see life slowly returning to
them.� He watched as Shuichi�s twisted
features relaxed and clouded over this time in confusion.

�Eiri,� Shuichi said softly.� �Eiri, what's�I don't... What
happened?�

Eiri sighed, his body slumping.� He dropped his head to his partner's chest
and closed his eyes as he said a silent prayer.�
He suddenly felt exhausted.� �I'm
getting too old for this,� he muttered.

This has been going on for a month.� Something had to be done.

Shuichi frowned at his boyfriend's silence.� �Eiri,� he called, staring at the man's blond
hair.

�God, Shu,� Eiri choked out.� His throat was suddenly clogged with a sob as
the adrenaline and the excitement wore off.�
�You scared the shit out of me.�
My heart just about stopped when I heard you scream.� I never want to feel this way again.�

Shuichi blinked in confusion.� Scream?�
What was he�?

He closed his eyes with a distressed cry.� Tears stung his eyes.� Another nightmare?� Damn!�
What did he keep having these?� It
was ridiculous!� Not only did they cause
both Eiri and him to lose sleep but also he caused the man he loved unnecessary
anxiety.� Guilt rose up and swallowed the
last remnants of the fear left behind by the dream that was even now slipping
away.

�Gomen,� he whispered, feeling the tears slid
down his face.� �I'm sorry.�

Opening his eyes, he gasped as a pair of gorgeous, heart
stopping golden hazel eyes stared into his, eyes that were full of worry, anger
and relief at the same time.

��

Eiri could not believe what he heard coming from his
life companion's mouth.� Why did the
damned idiot always have to apologize for every little thing?� Sitting up, Eiri slid off his lover and
lifted the smaller man into his lap.� He
enveloped him tightly in his arms.

Shuichi buried his face against Eiri's neck and cried
silently.� He so desperately needed his
partner's warmth and love.� He could only
get this comforting presence from his soul mate.� Not even his best friend Hiro could chase
away the deeply rooted chills and fright after the nightmares sent him flying
from some unknown, unseen, mysterious enemy.

He could never remember the nightmare.� It faded as soon as he woke up, or as Eiri
said, �snapped back to reality�.� The
more he tried to remember it, the farther away it slipped.� The only things that remained were a coldness
that seemed to have built a foundation and planted roots deeply within his soul
and a mind numbing fear.

�I'm sorry,� Shuichi cried, hugging the man
tighter.� Pulling back reluctantly, he
searched his older lover's face.� �Did I�did I�?�

Eiri snorted and wiggled his jaw back and forth.� �Nearly broke my jaw this time, damned brat,�
he teased in mock seriousness.

Shuichi's face crumbled.� Fresh tears filled with tears.� �I'm so sorry!� It's my fault!� he cried throwing himself at
the writer.

Eiri heaved a heavy sigh.� One of his hands was splayed in the middle of
Shuichi�s back while the other clutched at his silken hair.� �Stop apologizing, Shu-chan,� he whispered
softly.� �And please stop crying!� I hate seeing you so upset!�

�I'm sorry!� I'm
sorry!� I'm sorry,� he cried louder.

�Shu!� I was
only joking!� Please, stop crying!�

Shuichi's cries only grew.

Sighing, Eiri rested his chin against the top of
Shuichi�s head.� �What if I said there
was a way for you to make it up to me?�

That got Shuichi's immediate attention.� Sitting up, he wiped at his tear-streaked
face and searched his lover's eagerly.�
�Really?�

A sly grin slipped across Eiri's face.� His eyes glinted mischievously.� Shuichi felt himself blushing under the older
man�s heated gaze.� Eiri's hands slid
tantalizingly slow down Shuichi�s back to cup his firm, round ass.� He felt Shuichi shiver and this time it had
nothing to do with the nightmare.� Eiri
squeezed the tight, rounded globes.� He
felt Shuichi's cock begin to harden against his own rapidly swelling one.� Shuichi moaned loudly, arched his back and
tossed his head back as he felt his groin stroked by his lover's through their
loose pajama bottoms.

�Eiri,� Shuichi groaned breathlessly.� He tightened his legs around Eiri's waist,
rubbing and grinding himself against the other man.� He moaned again, dropping his head and stared
into Eiri's hunger filled eyes.� His
breathing sped and his heart raced.

Growling, Eiri tackled Shuichi's mouth just as he had
wrestled him to the ground earlier, hard and without mercy.� Shuichi and Eiri swallowed each other.� They bit and nipped, their tongues wrestling
and fighting for dominance.

Eiri left a trail of saliva as he kissed down
Shuichi�s neck, biting and sucking the tender flesh.� He was determined to leave his mark on his
territory.� He wanted the whole world to
know that this petit man was his and his alone.

Shuichi made small helpless noises as Eiri dominated
him.� �Eiri!� Oh, god, Eiri!�

�What do you want, Shu,� Eiri breathed huskily.� He felt so hard it was just this side of
pain.� �Tell me what you want.�

Breathlessly, Shuichi�s chest heaved heavily.� �You.�
Eiri.�

�Exactly what you want,� Eiri growled, pressing
their bodies together.

Shuichi tossed his head back and arched his back.� �Eiri!�
Don't tease me!�

�Then tell me what you want me to do.�

�Ah!� Fuck
me!� Eiri!� Now!�

Eiri smiled slyly.�
�Your wish is my command,� he whispered hoarsely.

He stood; keeping Shu pressed against him as if they
were Siamese twins and entered their bedroom.�
He collapsed them both onto the bed.�
Leaning over his heavily panting lover, Eiri kept the lower half of
their bodies pressed together while he lifted his upper half in a push-up
motion and stared down into his lover's flushed and already sweating face.� He ground his hips into Shuichi�s.� He enjoyed watching as the singer tossed his
head back and cried out, clearly lost in his ecstasy.� Eiri groaned as their cocks were squeezed
together.� He smiled victoriously as Shuichi's
cries becoming louder he was ground into the bed teasingly.

Eiri felt like a ravenous wolf.� Growling deep in his throat, he attacked his
lover.� Shuichi's cries, moans, and
mewling echoed throughout the apartment.�
Eiri knew that the neighbors were getting quite an earful right about
now but he could care less.� Just the thought
of everyone knowing exactly what he was doing to his boyfriend spurned him to
become even wilder and aggressive.�
Shuichi ate it all up, screaming loudly for all to hear.

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He could hear them all too clearly.

�Faster!� Harder,� he heard the singer shout.� �Hai!�
Yes!� Yes!�

The man clasped his hands over his ears and squeezed
his eyes shut, curling into a tight ball in order to drown out the noise and
images being forced into his mind.

��

�Oh, God,
Eiri!� Aah!� Oh!�
Aah!� he heard the singer
chant right behind his head.� �Yes!�
Yes!� Yes!� Eiri!�

He could picture all too clearly his young koi
being mauled by that pervert writer's rough hands, groped by a filthy mouth and
raped by a cock way too large for his Shu-han to enjoy.� Who knows where that thing has
been?� The images of that beast pounding
his sweet Shuichi into the mattress angered him, blinding him with a fury so
strong it was nothing he had ever felt before.

He curled tighter, burying himself
deeply within the covers and ground his teeth as the insistent creaking and
hammering grew in intensity.� Then he
heard it.� The worst part of hearing that
pervert bastard making love to his Shu-han, their voices crying out in
disgusting harmony before blissful silence fell over the building.

��

Uncurling himself, he glared out into the night, his
face twisted in anger.� �Damn you, Yuki
Eiri,� the man hissed.� �I will make you
pay for twisting and abusing my sweet Shu-han.�
He will be mine!� This I promise
you!�

---TBC---

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