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On the Street of Dreams

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:�
AU.� What was supposed to be a
one-night stand, changes their lives forever.

Chapter summary:�

Warning: shouta, angst, drama, romance, m-preg,
language, m/m hentai, OC, OOC

Inserts:�

A/N:�
Like my other stuff, this was out previously.� Hope you guys enjoy it.� Thank you to RRW, UnratedCrimsonBlood,
Acherona, sun�s and stars, Nusku,
tinlizzie81592 for your reviews.

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Chapter
21: Listen To Your Heart

Shuichi was running down a dark tunnel chasing after a
figure that was walking steadily ahead of him, but no matter how hard or fast
he ran he could never seem to catch up.�
Sobbing hysterically, his violet eyes overflowing with tears, the pink
haired singer stared after the man through tear-blurred eyes.� �Daddy,� he sobbed piteously.� He reached out a shaking hand.� �Daddy, please!�

��

Without so much as a glance in his direction, without
giving the slightest hint that he heard him calling out to him, his father
continued to drift farther and farther away from him, ignoring him as if he did
not exist.

��

�Daddy,� Shuichi cried.

��

Then from out of the shadows stepped a beautiful woman
he recognized instantly as his mother.�
Shuichi watched her as his father passed her without a word.� He did not even spare her a glance.� He ignored her as if she was not even there,
but the woman stepped into line behind him and followed him down into the dark
tunnel.

��

�Mama,� Shuichi cried, reaching out for her.� �Mama, please!�� He started after his parents, racing so fast
it felt as if his heart was going to explode, but he was not getting any closer
to his parents.� They seemed, in fact, to
be getting farther away from him.�
�Mama!� Daddy!�

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Shuichi flew up out of bed with a gasp.� His heart was racing, beating a rapid tempo
against his ribcage.� Sweat drenched his
face and dribbled down his neck.� It
plastered his clothes to his body like glue.�
Panting, he stared straight ahead, not seeing the cream-colored wall as
the dream replayed itself over in his head.�
Sudden tears blurred his vision.�
He slapped a hand over his mouth as a sob escaped parched lips.� He held back the torrent of tears that were
clawing to be set free.� His chest
strained against the effort to hold the wave of despair back, but it became too
much.� The dam broke and it all came
gushing forth.� He dropped his head into
his hands and sobbed.

��

His father hated him!�
His own father hated his guts and wanted nothing to do with him or the
child he was carrying- his own grandchild!�
Shuichi knew that and always told himself that he would be okay with
that as long as he had someone who could love him.� And he did!�
He had Eiri, who loved him and wanted him and his child, even though it
was someone else's.� He had his brother
and Tatsuha, Hiro, Suguru, Tohma and Noirko.�
So, what did it matter if one miserable old man hated him?� Why did it hurt so much?� Why did it feel as if his heart had been torn
in two?

��

There was a light tap on the bedroom door.� Shuichi looked up and watched through his
tears as his brother stepped into the bedroom and shut the door behind
him.� Ryuichi said nothing as he walked
silently across the carpeted room.� He
sat down on the edge of the bed and clasped his hands between his knees.� Still he said nothing.

��

Shuichi wiped at his tears, but it was a futile
action.� They continued trickling
annoyingly down his face.� �I'm sorry,�
he whispered in a voice thick from crying.

��

Ryuichi turned towards him in surprise.� �For what?�

��

Shuichi stared at his wet hands now clasped in his
lap.� He took a deep trembling
breath.� �For fainting earlier.�

��

Ryuichi's face softened.� He shook his head.� �You have nothing to apologize for.� Any-�

��

�I finally�I finally got it,� Shuichi sobbed, cutting
his brother off.� A fresh wave of sadness
flowed through Shuichi.� He sniffled and
glanced at Ryuichi despondently through a thick torrent of tears.� �No matter how hard I try, he's always going
to hate me!� I'm always going to be a
disappointment to him!�

��

Frowning sorrowfully at his baby Shu-Shu, Ryuichi
sighed unhappily.� Without asking, he
knew exactly what Shuichi was talking about.

��

Shuichi flung himself at his brother.

Ryuichi held Shuichi as he cried.� Shuichi's lithe frame shook as he
sobbed.� Ryuichi felt his heart breaking
for him.� He rubbed small lazy circles on
the boy's back.� Tears flowed silently
down his own cheeks.

��

When Ryuichi heard a soft click, he turned around and
saw Eiri standing in the bedroom doorway with a concerned look on his
face.� Behind him, Ryuichi could see
Tatsuha.

The writer threw Ryuichi a questioning look.

Ryuichi nodded, saying without words that everything
was all right.

Eiri nodded once and stepped back out of the room,
shutting the door quietly.

��

�Ya know,� Ryuichi told Shuichi.� The words choked on the lump in his
throat.� �I don't know if you know this,
but Mom and my father- my biological father,� he clarified, �were high school
sweethearts.�� Shuichi's sobs lessened,
but his grip on him did not.� �They
planned to get married after graduation and start a family right away.� My father wanted to go into the family
business.� Mom planned to stay home and
take care of the children, much like what she did after she met Dad.�� Meaning Shuichi's father.� He felt Shuichi nod, a silent indication that
he got it so far.� �But a month before
graduation Mom discovered she was pregnant.�

��

Shuichi pulled away and wiped at the tears drying on
her cheeks.� He sniffed.� �You?� he questioned quietly, almost shyly.

��

Ryuichi nodded and smiled, brushing a lock of hair off
Shuichi's forehead.

��

�She was scared and a little ecstatic and thought her
boyfriend would be too.� After all, this was
what they had been talking about doing, but when she told him about the baby,
he got angry with her and accused her of cheating.�

��

Shuichi gasp.�
His eyes grew wide in disbelief and shock.

��

Ryuichi nodded.�
�The bastard broke up with her, denying that I was his and said he
wanted nothing to do with her or the �bastard child' she was carrying.� Mom went to grandma and grandpa, but they
turned her away.� They wanted her to either
have an abortion or go abroad for the duration of her pregnancy and give up the
child when it was born.� Mom was against
both ideas and left home.� She moved in
with some friends, got a couple part time jobs and started saving up to get her
own place.�

��

Shuichi sat up and dried his face with the hem of his
shirt.� He never knew any of this.� She went through a situation very similar to
what he was going through now and if she made it out okay in the end, then
there was no reason why he should not be able to as well.� Just that knowledge lifted his spirits.� �Thank you, Ryu,� he smiled.

��

Ryuichi ruffled Shuichi's pink hair.�

Shuichi protested weakly.�

�Any time.��
Ryuichi�s smile slipped slightly.�
�Ya know my father tried contacting me a few years back.�

��

Shuichi blinked.�
�Really?� I don't remember that.�

��

Ryuichi nodded.

��

�What happened?��
Shuichi crossed his legs, waiting patiently.

��

Ryuichi shrugged.�
�I told him to go to hell.�

��

Shuichi gasped, his eyes growing wide.

��

�I told him I had a father.�

��

Shuichi's jaw dropped.

��

Ryuichi shrugged.�
His biological father somehow managed to track him down at a very
convenient time, when Nittle Grasper was finally beginning to hit it big in Japan.� When he was younger, he promised himself that
when he grew up, he would find his birth father, but as he grew, he realized
that finding a man who denied his very existence for all of these years,
finding a man who did not care about him was not important anymore.� Now it was his turn to deny his father�s
existence.� �The same thing may happen to
you.� As much as Dad might hate to admit
it, you are his son.� He may come around
one day.� If that day ever does come,
it'll be up to you to decide whether you want a relationship with him.�

��

Shuichi bowed his head and nodded, deep in
thought.� What would he do if that say
did come?� On one hand, the bastard was
his father.� He fed him, clothed him and
put a roof over his head�some of the time�whenever Shuichi felt the need to
remind his folks that he was still breathing, not that they had ever cared one
way or the other.� On the other hand, his
father had not acted as much of a father.�
He only ever acknowledged him whenever it was convenient.� Shuichi sighed.� He would give anything to have a normal
relationship with his father.� It hurt to
know his father did not want the same thing.

��

�Until then,� Ryuichi was saying, �all you can do is
go about living your life.� Fukusui bon ni kaerazu.� Split
water will
not return to the tray.�

Ryuichi was right.�
It was not going to be easy, but what else could he do?� He had a child on the way, a wonderful
boyfriend and a band to take to the top of the charts.

��

�We��

��

Shuichi slid out of his thoughts and glanced at his
brother.

��

��have no intentions of replacing Mom and Father.�

��

�I know,� Shuichi nodded.

��

Ryuichi gave a half smile.� He stared at his hands playing with the bed
covers.� �They'll always be your parents,
Shu.� Tatsuha and I just wanted�we wanted
to give you a better life, a place to call home without feeling as if you
weren't wanted.�

��

Shuichi nodded, feeling tears prickling his eyes.

��

�We wanted you to be able to take care of your child
without having to�to relay on people who don't�care.�� It hurt him to say that last word.

��

It hurt Shuichi to hear it.� His heart deflated.

��

Ryuichi saw the devastated expression on Shuichi's
face and mentally hit himself.� �Speaking
of which,� he said, �how was your doctor's appointment?� Do you know if it's a girl or boy?�� His brow furrowed in thought.� �How were you able to make a doctor's
appointment anyway?�

��

Shuichi smiled his appreciation at Ryuichi then
frowned in thought, scratching his head.�
�Well, truthfully, I have no idea how I got the appointment.� Eiri made a few phone calls last week and I
suddenly had an appointment for today.��
He shrugged.

��

The answer came to Ryuichi quickly.� Tohma.�
�So?� Ryuichi asked.

��

Shuichi looked at his brother blankly.� �So�what?��
Suddenly his eyes lit up.�
�Oh!� Well.�� He blushed.�
�The doctor asked and I said I didn't want to know.� I wanted it to be a surprise.�

��

Ryuichi groaned.�
He just thought Shuichi wanted to torture the rest of them for the next
seven months.

��

�But,� Shuichi continued, �Eiri wanted to know.�

��

This caught Ryuichi's interest greatly.

��

�He said that it would be better to know the sex of
the baby because then we'd know what to buy for it instead of trying to buy
gender neutral stuff, or something.�� He
paused to take a breather.

��

�And,� Ryuichi prodded.

��

A bright smile lit up Shuichi's face.� His eyes sparkled.� �They think it may be a boy, but they weren't
too sure.�

��

Ryuichi squealed and flung himself at Shuichi,
startling the younger man.� The singer
laughed.� �Shu-Shu's going to be a
mommy,� he sang.� He froze as realization
hit him.� If Shuichi was going to be a
mother, then that made him�!� With a
gasp, he flung himself off the bed and out of the bedroom, screaming for
Tatsuha.

��

Shuichi watched his brother wide shocked eyes.� Then chuckled, shaking his head in
disbelief.� His brother truly was�His
mind blanked as he tried to come up with an appropriate word for what his
brother was.� Nothing seemed to be
appropriate enough.

��

�What's wrong, Ryu?� Shuichi heard Tatsuha ask.

��

�We have to go get ready for Shu-Shu�s baby!� Come on!�
We have to get lots and lots of presents!�

��

Shuichi snickered as heard Ryuichi jabbering a mile a
minute about what they had to do in order to get the apartment ready for the
new baby.� ��baby gates and outlet
covers��

He could also hear Tatsuha's sputtering as he tried to
get a word in.� It was not working.� �Dammit, Ryu!�
Will you at least let me get my damn shoes on before you drag me
shopping?�

��

Shuichi fell back onto the bed and belted out a
laugh.� Sighing happily, he smiled up at
the ceiling.� The smile faltered into a
frown as a strange feeling washed over him.�
It felt as if he was forgetting something.� Try as he might, he could not remember what
that something may be.� So, he shrugged
it off and sat up.� Swinging his legs
over the side of the bed, he jumped off and walked across the hall to the
bathroom.� He had a funeral to get ready
for.

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Eiri sucked long and deep on his white cancer
stick.� His brow was furrowed in
thought.� His eyes were glazed over had a
faraway look to them.� How was he going
to bring it up to him?� Eiri was leaning
against his car outside the Aizawa house smoking while he waited for Shuichi to
finish speaking with Aizawa's parents.�
He lowered his cigarette and tapped the ashes off the tip, blowing a
thin stream of grey smoke into the warm late afternoon air.

Lifting his head, he caught sight of his lover.

Mrs. Aizawa was crying again.� That was not anything new.� Her son was dead.� There was nothing worse then losing your
child, someone who was supposed to bury you.� It must be so hard on not only her, but on
her husband as well.� He had to admit, he
could not even begin to understand how they were feeling.� He just learned of his mother's death
yesterday, but since he never knew him, it was a disconnected kind of
loss.� He never suffered the loss of a
loved one, of someone close to him before and he hoped he never did.

��

But this time, Mrs. Aizawa's tears were not from her
grief.� Shuichi decided that he had to
tell Aizawa's parents about the baby.� It
was the least he could do, he said.� They
lost their only child.� Shuichi thought
that maybe knowing that a piece of their son was still here would help them get
over the loss of their son that more quickly.�
As much as Eiri hated that bastard, he had not seen any reason not to
let the Aizawa's know about the baby.�
This time, her tears were from happiness.

��

A high-pitched squeal echoed across the street.� A smile curved the corner of Eiri's mouth as
he watched Mrs. Aizawa fling herself on his lover.� He chuckled softly as Mrs. Aizawa nearly crushed
the life out of Shuichi.

��

�Honey.�� Mr.
Aizawa's soft exclamation could be heard clearly across the yard where Eiri was
standing.� He stepped forward and tried
to pry his wife off the boy.� �Dear,
that's enough now.� Don't want to
strangle the poor boy, now.�

��

�Oh!�� Mrs.
Aizawa let go of Shuichi and stepped back.�
She was flushed with embarrassment.�
�I'm so sorry, Shuichi!�

��

Shuichi smiled and waved off her apology.� �It's fine.�
Don't worry about it.�� Eiri saw
that he did take a couple steps away from her and wrap his arms protectively
over his stomach, though.

��

Eiri's eyes traveled over his lover.�

Shuichi was wearing a black suit with a white button
down shirt.� He even had on a black
tie.� The pink haired idiot hated ties-
he claimed it felt like they were choking him, go figure- so instead of it
being straight and neat, his tie was hanging slack around his neck, but not so
much that he looked like a complete slob.�
He actually looked mature.� It was
a nice change, but at the same time, it felt too�too�It just was not him.

��

His heart soared as he studied his teenaged
lover.� God, how he loved him.� A frown slipped over the writer's face.� Being so deeply in love with the kid was
exactly the problem, though.� Or, �the
kid� part being the problem.� As much as
he loved Shuichi and as much power and influence as Tohma had, Eiri was not
sure if his and Shuichi's relationship could be kept hidden for very much
longer.� Shuichi becomes of age in April,
but that was still about seven months away.�
With Eiri being so well known, the press was constantly following him
around and snooping into things that did not concern them.� Then there was Shuichi.� The kid was going to be famous in his own
right once Bad Luck's album dropped in the spring.� Then the paparazzi were going to be all over
him like bees to honey.� There would be
no hiding it then.

��

He dropped his cigarette butt and crushed it with the
heel of his foot.

��

He loved Shuichi with all his heart, had since the moment
he laid eyes on him and did not intend to let him go.� He was his now and forever, but in order to
make sure the kid was not taken away from him, there was only one thing they
could do, but was he ready to take that next step?� Was he ready to make that flying leap?� Frankly, just thinking about it scared
him.� His doubts and fears resurfaced,
making his heart pound and made him break out in a cold sweat.� What if their relationship did not work
out?� What if it was just a May to
December fling?� What if, in the end, it
turned out Shuichi did not love him as he loved Shuichi?� What if it was nothing more than a
crush?� What if Shuichi left him for
someone closer to his own age?� His
doubts threatened to overwhelm him.� His
heart pounded unnaturally loud in his ear.�
The one thing that scared Eiri the most was being left alone again, of
being abandoned.� He was not sure he
could take that.� Not again.� He watched his lithe lover speaking with the
Aizawas.� When Shuichi laid his hands
over his stomach, he thought of the child growing in there.� He pictured his lover's stomach swelling as
their child developed and his uncertainties and doubts began to vanish.� There were no guarantees in life, as much as
he would love for there to be, and if he did not take the risk of his worst
fears becoming reality, then he would spend the rest of his life wondering,
�what if�.

��

When a pair of startling violet eyes suddenly appeared
right in front of him, Eiri nearly jumped out of his skin.� Cursing, he placed a hand over his racing
heart.� �Dammit, Shuichi!� Don't do that.� You scared me half to death.�

��

Shuichi smiled sweetly.� His eyes crinkled in laughter.� �Sorry, Eiri,� he giggled.

Eiri glared through squinted eyes in mock anger at the
boy, but Shuichi was not deterred.� He
hooked his arm through Eiri's and turned around to the Aizawas, waving his
final goodbye.

��

�Keep us informed about the baby,� Mrs. Aizawa called
out to them.

��

�We will,� Shuichi shouted back, waving.

��

�Ready?� Eiri asked.

��

Shuichi turned back around.� His whole face was glowing with a beaming
smile.� He nodded.� �Yep.�
Let's go home.�

��

Home.� He liked
that.

��

Eiri gave the Aizawas a small nod and rounded the car
while Shuichi slipped into the passenger side.�
Buckling his seat belt, he slipped the key into the ignition and
listened as his car purred to life.� The
writer put his Mercedes in gear and peeled away from the curb, vanishing down
the street.

��

The ride back to Eiri's apartment was made in
silence.� Each man lost in his own
thoughts.� Eiri was trying to gather up
the courage to talk to his boyfriend while Shuichi was trying to figure out
what was gnawing at the back of his mind.�
He knew there was something he had been meaning to talk to Eiri about
for the last few weeks now, but for the life of him, he could not remember what
it was!

��

As they passed the park where the two of them first
met over a month ago, Eiri found himself turning into the parking lot.

��

Shuichi blinked, taking in their location.� �Eiri?�
What're you doing?�

��

�We need to talk,� Eiri said as he pulled into an
empty space.

��

Shuichi swallowed over a sudden lump in his
throat.� He looked over at Eiri.� He had a serious expression on his face.� Shuichi suddenly had a bad feeling.

��

Eiri turned off the car and unclasped his seat
belt.� Opening the door, he slid out of
the car and pocketing his keys, shut the door and walked to the grassy knoll in
front of the car, leaving Shuichi inside, staring after him in fright.

��

A sudden flood of doubts crept over Shuichi.� Was Eiri going to break up with him?� Had he finally realized that because Shuichi
was a minor, he was not going to take the risk of going to jail for statutory
rape?� Did he think Shuichi was too
immature?� Or did he change his mind
about the baby?

��

Shuichi yelped when there was a sudden sharp rap on
the passenger side window.� Slowly, he
turned to face his lover, or was that soon-to-ex-lover?

��

�Come on, damn brat.�
Are you going to sit in there all day?�

��

Licking dry lips, Shuichi took off his seat belt.

��

Eiri stepped back as Shuichi opened the door and
stepped out.� Shuichi had a naturally tan
complexion, but as the boy shut the car door behind him, Eiri noticed how pale
his partner was.� His eyes darted around
as if he was searching for the executioner.�
As he took the boy's hand, lacing their fingers together, he felt
Shuichi shaking.� He mentally
cursed.� Shuichi was scared.� The poor kid probably thought he was going to
break up with him.

��

He led Shuichi to a very familiar bench.� It was the same bench where he met Shuichi
the night they became lovers.

��

Shuichi was still trembling.� He even now had tears prickling his eyes.

��

Eiri draped an arm around the boy's shoulders and
pulled him tightly against him.

��

Shuichi curled up besides his older lover, wrapping
his arms tightly around Eiri's waist.� He
felt the tears forming.� The lump
appeared in his throat.� His chest
tightened.� If Eiri truly was going to
break it off, he was determined to not let the man go.

��

Eiri sighed and stared out over the park.� There were a few families picnicking under
the shade of the trees.� A dozen or so
children were playing on the jungle gym.�
Screams, cries and laughter filled the air.� A smile lit the writer's face.� Soon, it would be his child playing out
there.� It surprised him just how much he
wanted this.� It was not too long ago
that he hated the idea of being tied down.�
It was funny what meeting the right person would do to a person.� �I've been in love with you for a year,� Eiri
said suddenly.

��

As hard as he tried, Shuichi could not stop a sob from
escaping.� A stray tear trickled down his
face.

��

Eiri hugged his little lover closer, feeling a lump
forming in his own throat.� He hated that
he was the cause of his distress.� �But
we've only been together for about a month.��
He blinked, taken back.� He
thought about that.� Had it really only
been a month?� Wow, he thought.� Seems like he has known Shuichi his entire
life.� It was somewhat odd to think that
only a few weeks ago, he had been fawning over the kid from a dark corner of a
bar watching as he danced and pranced around on stage.� �And we're already connected for the rest of
our lives,� he continued, placing a hand over the boy' stomach.

��

Shuichi unfurled a hand from Eiri's waist and laid it
on top of his partner's, trapping it there.

��

�Shuichi, you're sixteen years old.� I'm twenty-two.� In February, I'll be twenty-three.� You don't become of age until April.�

��

Shuichi said nothing.�
He tightened his hold on Eiri.� He
screwed his eyes shut, trying to block out the inevitable words from the blond
haired man.

��

Eiri snorted.�
�Only sixteen and you're already going to have a baby.�� He shook his head in disbelief.� �Not too mention, you're involved in a sexual
relationship with a guy six years older than you.�

��

Shuichi did not bother stopping the tears flowing
freely down his face.� �You're going to
break up with me, aren't you?�� He
sniffed and shook his head vehemently.�
�I won't let you go!� he cried, gripping Eiri's white button down shirt
tightly.� �You're mine!� Mine!�
You promised!� You said you
wouldn't leave me!� You said�you
said�� His voice faded into a torrent of
sobs.� �I won't let you go!� Ever!�

��

�Good,� Eiri stated firmly.� He raked his free hand over Shuichi's soft,
silken pink tresses.

��

Shuichi's sobs vanished as if a switch had been
thrown.� He lifted his head and stared at
the writer through a veil of tears and snot.�
�What?� he asked, sniffling.� He
sat up and wiped his face with the back of his hand.

��

Eiri smiled tenderly at the boy.� �What I'm saying is I think we're moving a
little too fast.�

��

Shuichi's face screwed up and fresh tears poured down
Shuichi's face.� �You do want to
break up with me!�

��

Eiri sighed deeply.�
�No, Shuichi,� he said in a calm, even voice.� He gripped Shuichi's shoulders and turned him
so that they were facing one another.�
�Look at me, Shuichi,� he told the boy.�
�Shuichi, look at me,� he demanded more firmly.� When the boy turned a water logged face
towards him, Eiri smiled non-threateningly.�
�Shuichi, I'm totally devoted to you and the baby.� He's my son after all, right?� Right?� he repeated.

��

Shuichi sniffled and rubbed his leaky eyes.� He nodded.�
�Mm hm,� he hiccupped.

��

�Look, all I'm saying is, I think we're moving too
fast.� I just want us to slow down and
get to know one another a bit before things get any more serious.�� Shuichi opened his mouth to protest, but Eiri
cut him off before he could speak.� He
shook his head.� �And no I haven�t met
anyone else.� No, I haven�t fallen in
love with someone closer to my own age.�
No, I don't want to see other people.��
He cupped Shuichi's face and stared deeply into his eyes.� �Shuichi, I've been in love with you ever
since I stumbled into that bar you were performing in a year ago.� I haven't felt this way about anyone else
since or before.� You are it, Shu.� You make me want to do things I always told
myself I would never do.� I.� Want.�
To.� Be.� With.�
You.� Do you understand?�

��

�You�you don't want to break up with me?�� His voice broke saying those words aloud.

��

Eiri grinned and shook his head.� �Never.�
I love you, Shuichi Shindou,� he whispered as he leaned into the
boy.� He brushed their lips together
lightly, but he got the reaction he was hoping for.� Shuichi's cheeks took on a color very similar
to his hair color.� He chuckled as he
pulled away.

��

Shuichi laid his hands on top of Eiri's and searched
his face.� Was he telling him the
truth?� �Really?�� He hoped to God that was the case.� He did not know what he would do without Eiri
by his side.

��

�Yes, really,� Eiri reassured him with a smile.

��

Shuichi heard or read somewhere that the eyes were the
windows into the soul of a person and as he searched the depths of Eiri's soul,
he knew.� He knew that Eiri was not
lying.� Everything would be all right.

��

�But,� Eiri sighed.

��

Shuichi tensed.�
Fresh tears prickled his eyes.

��

�Shuichi�as much as I love you and want to be with
you, because you're a minor�It's -�

��

�We can make it work,� Shuichi cried crazily into
Eiri's face.� �We can get Tohma-�

��

Eiri shook his head and pried his lover's hands off
his shirt collar.� �Even Tohma can't go
above the law on this.� It's illegal for
me, being over 17, to have a sexual relation with you, not yet 17.�

��

Tears trickled down Shuichi's already flushed
face.� �Eiri,� he cried softly.� He knew all that and he did not want to get
Eiri into any trouble but, still he did not want to lose him either.

�But there is one way where we can be together.�

��

�Really?��
Shuichi scrubbed his face dry.� He
stared at Eiri hopefully.

��

Eiri nodded.�
�Uh, huh.� I've been doing some
research and�� His face flamed hotly.

��

Shuichi grinned widely as he saw the red tint on Eiri's
face.� He was so cute when he blushed.

��

Eiri coughed into his fist, his flush growing.� He turned his face away from giggling his
lover was doing.

��

Shuichi's smile grew wider.� His eyes sparkled and the tears and misery
that had engulfed him earlier vanished.�
�What was that, Eiri?�

��

The blond writer growled in irritation.� He hated to repeat himself, especially when
it was so damn embarrassing.�
�Wecangetmarried,� he shouted all in one breathe.

��

Shuichi's eyes grew wide.� He opened his mouth, but nothing came
out.� He closed his mouth and tried to
get his mouth and brain in sequence.�
�A-are you serious?�

��

Eiri shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck.� He was still not looking at him.� �Males have to be 18 or older and women and
neutrals have to be 16 or older, but because you're under 20, you have to get
your guardians permission and I, uh, kinda did that earlier when, uh, Tatsuha
and Sakuma were over.�

��

�And they said�?��
Shuichi felt detached from the conversation.� Marriage?�
He could not believe Eiri wanted to marry him.

��

�They, uh, said yes.�

��

Shuichi slumped back on the bench.� Marriage?

��

Eiri leaned back and draped an arm on the back of the
bench.� Out of the corner of his eye, he
spotted his lover's stunned, pale face.�
He could not blame the boy.� He
had the same reaction when he learned what they would have to do in order to
stay together.� Marriage was not
something either one of them had ever thought about.� But was it all that bad?� Being attached legally to the one person he
loved more than anything in this entire world, the mother of his son?

��

No, Shuichi answered himself, it was not, but like
Eiri said, he was only sixteen.� Bad Luck
was just taking off, he had a baby on the way and Tohma was�

�Idiot,� he cried aloud.� Shuichi smacked his forehead.� Now he remembered what it was that he had
forgotten.

��

�Shu?�

��

�I'll make you a deal,� Shuichi said.� He turned towards the man.

��

Eiri raised an eyebrow at his lover.� �Oh?�
What kind of deal?�

��

�Well, I'll agree to marry you only��

��

Eiri waited.

��

��if you agree to��
The rest was lost as Shuichi bowed his head, his face burning and
straining.

��

Eiri blinked, not sure he heard his lover right.� �What?�

��

Shuichi's face burned warmer.� �Next fall, Tohma's going to�uhm; he's going
to be moving the uhm, record company to�Tokyo.�

��

Eiri stared at Shuichi blankly for several long
moments.

��

Shuichi blushed deeply.� He stared at the ground, unable to look at
his boyfriend.� He could not believe that
he had forgotten something like this!

��

Then it came.

��

�What?!�

---TBC---

Preview: �Listen to
Your Heart� part 2

A/N:� Can you believe that Shuichi would forget
something like that?� Okay, stupid
question.� Of course he would.� It�s Shuichi.�
So, how do you think Eiri will react to the
news?
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On the Street of Dreams (edited & revised)