Out of and into Love | By : Catalinalunamoon Category: Gravitation > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ryuichi gave a dark smirk as he closed his phone. He could almost hear his former friend’s outrage. Then the smirk was gone, replaced with pure worry. He walked back to where Shuichi lay, unmoving and unblinking. He lay down next to the still man, gathered him in his arms and held him. Reaching out one hand, he picked up the phone which connected him to the cockpit. “Prepared for take-off back here.” After receiving a confirmation from the pilot, he hung the phone back up and wrapped his arms around Shuichi tightly, one hand stroking the pink hair. “Please, Shu. Come back to me. I need you.” He began to weep.
Shuichi looked around and saw nothing but white-gray fog. He lowered a hand to where his feet were, but did not feel the ground. “Where am I?” He took a hesitant step, finding that although there was no ground, he had solid footing. He began to walk, trying to figure out where he was. He thought he heard vague voices off in the distance. He started toward them, only to have the voices change directions. After a while of this going on, he just stood in place, scratching his head. “What is going on? I hear voices but then they move, I can not see anything. Where am I? How did I get here? Am I dead?” He thought back but the last thing he could remember was a knock on the door, when he was in the kitchen. He blushed deeply when he remembered the memories preceding the last one. He and Ryu, he had always dreamed of it but never believed it ever possible. His mind touched on Eiri and though he saddened, he did not crumble to the unseen solidness beneath him. “Why?” He shouted the word, not know exactly what he was asking it about. There were so many things that it applied to. The word echoed and then abruptly, the fog lifted a bit ahead of him.
He walked toward it, and saw a swing set. He recognized it as the park that Hiro and he played in as children. He saw two boys that he recognized as them as children. He smiled at the sight of how carefree they were back then. No worries, no relationships, just the two of them. There was a shimmer in the air and in the blink of an eye, he saw them as early teens. Shuichi was sitting under a tree, crying, while Hiro squatted in front of him. He remembered this day clearly, although he had been about 13. It was the day he first had a real crush. He had asked the most popular girl in school to attend the formal dance with him. She laughed so hard that other girls came up to her. When informed of his request, they all laughed as well. He was so mortified, he ran out of the school before the day was even done. Hiro had found him, hours later. He had tried to comfort him, telling him that it was her loss that she did not look at what was in front of her. He told Shu he saw a rising star in his best friend. Watching this memory, Shuichi wanted to weep. Hiro had been with him forever, always being what he had needed. The fog closed in again, wrapping Shuichi in its thickness. The memory was flashing in fullness through his mind. That night, it was also the night of the final Nittle Grasper concert. Hiro had taken him to it. Watching Ryuichi on that stage, he had decided that he would follow his dreams. They had managed to get close to the stage, and he was dazzled at the sight of his God. Oh to be like him! That night, he had had dreams that were odd for him. Not that he was not used to waking from wet dreams, it was just he had never had them about a guy. Of Ryuichi no less! He had never told Hiro, not wanting to be made fun of. Coming back to himself, Shuichi blushed at the memories. He had always had a thing for Ryuichi. Even when he felt as though he was beyond the moon and stars.
He began to wander around once again. The fog lifted again, revealing the first time he saw Eiri. He blanched when he heard the words again. Even after all this time, it still felt harsh to him, those words that were said bluntly. All of a sudden, the air was a whirlwind full of his memories with Eiri. They flew around him so fast that they began to blur together. Memories of joy, of pain, everything that had transpired between them. The air felt so heavy, he felt as though he was being driven to his knees. The whirling stopped on the day that Eiri had told him the dark history he had been hiding. His body could no longer remain standing and he did crumble to the ground. He began to cry.
Ryuichi felt a tremor go through the man he was holding. He tightened his arms around him, whispering in the silent man’s ear. “Shu, please wake up. Please.” He felt a wetness touch his cheek and looked at Shu’s face. Tears were leaking out of his eyes. What was going through his mind? There was obviously something going on in there. He kissed Shuichi gently, whispering his love to him. A jangling of the phone disrupted the quiet. He reached over and picked it up. They were landing. It was time to help Shuichi come back.
Tohma finally breathed a calming breath, as he surveyed the damage in his office. So, this was how Ryuichi wanted to play it? He could play the game too. The only problem was, Ryuichi could play just as devious a game as he himself could. Maybe Noriko might have an idea as to what could be up Ryuichi’s sleeve. “Have to be careful on that front, however.” Noriko, though friends with both of them, tended to be highly protective of their band mate. Her tongue could be scathing and she had a mean right hook. Having been on the bad end of both, he did not relish the idea of a repeat. He would have to make sure it did not appear as though he was hunting the vocalist. “This will take some serious thought.” Jarring him from his musings, the office door slammed open suddenly, revealing a royally pissed off Mika. “Hello my dear,” he said with a mild smile.
“Do not ‘Hello’ me, you arrogant prick! Where is Eiri? Where is Shuichi? I tried to contact both of them and both numbers have been disconnected. You have not been home in days. What is going on?”
Ahh, another one to be delicate with about the current situation. In the time that Eiri and Shuichi had been together, Mika had developed a soft spot for the little brat. All because she felt he was the best thing for Eiri. Why did everyone seem to get sucked into his world? Was it merely gravity, like Nakano believed? “That is preposterous!” Tohma mentally shouted. “Shuichi is currently with Ryuichi, whereabouts being determined at the moment and Eiri took off.” As he spoke, Mika’s facial expression changed, not revealing what she was thinking or feeling. Shit, she had been around him too long and figured out how to hide her thoughts from even him.
“That would explain why Tatsuha came in fuming. He came into the house, swearing up a storm, and cursing you in particular.” With that, she turned and walked back out the door. She would do her own searching for the truth. Much as she loved her husband, she knew he was not exactly trustworthy. She dialed Ryuichi’s phone, only to get sent directly to the message bank. She did not bother leaving a message. More than likely, where it involved Shuichi, Ryuichi was keeping things close to the vest at the moment. She dialed Suguru’s number. The moment he picked up, “It is Mika. I need Nakano’s number. It is important.”
“Here it is, but I have not been able to contact him. He has not been in for a few days. All I know is that it has to do with Shindou-san.” He rattled off the number but before he could say any more, the line was dead. He looked at the phone for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders. Maybe K could give him a clue as to what was going on. He really wanted to get back to work and knew only that Shuichi was at the center of what ever the hell was going on.
Dialing Hiroshi’s number, Mika sat down at a cafe, having left NG Productions as soon as possible. He answered hesitantly. “Nakano-san, it is Mika. I need to speak with you in person please.”
“Why, Seguchi-san?” The wariness was obvious in his voice, despite the polite tone. Yeah, he knew something and very clearly did not trust her at the moment.
“It is important, and no, I am not calling for Tohma. I am calling, for my own reasons. Please meet me at the cafe down the road from the studio.” After a long hesitation, he agreed. He arrived about a half hour later, the suspicion evident on his face. He sat when she motioned to a chair. “Nakano-san, I know right now you do not trust me, that is quite plain. However, I need to know what is going on. I love my brother and happen to care about Shuichi. I can not get in touch with either one of them. I do not trust Tohma to tell me everything, completely honestly. All he said was that Eiri is gone and Shuichi is with Ryuichi. What is going on?”
“Why should I trust you? How do I know he did not send you?”
“An understandable question, in light of everything. Yes, I am married to Tohma, but Eiri is my brother. Blood is more important in this case. Please, if you know what is going on, tell me.” The last was said with a slight catch in her voice.
“I will give you what you need to know but no more.” So Hiroshi filled her in on everything up to Tatsuha showing up, excluding private stuff that he felt were none of her business. When he was done, she looked shocked.
“So, that is why I could not reach either of them. I will deal with Tats. You guys just keep Shuichi safe. Try to help him with this. I will do what I can to keep Tohma off of your backs. Maybe, with any luck, Tatsuha and I can help you sort this out. Neither of us are happy right now with Tohma. You have my word, not as a Seguchi, but as a Uesugi. Go and do what you must.” He stood, gave a brief nod and walked to his bike. When he was gone, Mika dialed her youngest brother.
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