Alternative Chapter: Minna, minna, minna (The Hot Springs Chapter)
“Correct me if I’m wrong Sakuma-san,” Suguru began, fixing his gaze on the hyper singer sitting opposite him- on Tatsuha’s lap- “I thought you liked Shindou-san.” The said individual shifted his eyes from looking out the window, and set them on the annoyed teen—every time Suguru was mad he called everyone by their last name, which was almost all the time—Shuichi had not said anything or bothered anyone since they began the two hour drive to Hokkaido, and yet, he still got mixed into their quarrels.
“Of course I like Shu, but Tatsu-kun is good in bed, so I like him too.” Ryuichi replied casually. Suguru turned his sour glare to Tatsuha, who just smirked and winked evilly.
“Ryuichi, I most certainly do not want to hear about my sixteen year old brother-in-law’s bed habits.” Tohma cut in before his cousin and the loose-tongued singer could go any further with this conversation.
“Seventeen, and ex-brother in law, remember you dumped my sister for guitar boy there,” Tatsuha corrected matter-of-factly, pointing at Hiro with his chin, and giving the producer a snide look. Neither Tohma nor Hiro bothered to reply.
“Being so promiscuous ought to be illegal,” Suguru grumbled under his breath after a very uncomfortable pause.
“Why?” Ryuichi looked at the teen confused, “You ought to try it Su-chan, maybe you’ll stop being so mad all the time.” The singer said innocently, Tatsuha began laughing hard, almost dropping Ryu off of him. Shuichi rolled his eyes, and Tohma gave Tatsuha a stern look. Hiro gave Suguru a little squeeze on the shoulder to keep him from replying to Ryuichi’s innocent comment.
“You know what Sakuma-san? You might be right.” The teen ignored Hiro’s warning and surprised them all with his seemingly good-natured reply. He paused, measuring whether his next words to the biggest star Japan has ever seen would impact Bad Luck in any way. And after some consideration, his desire to insult the man, to see his happy face hurt, won over all else, “I should become a spineless whore. I mean, since it seems to work so well for you two, it might really be worth trying… thank you for the good advice Sakuma-san.” Suguru bowed lowly. Tatsuha stopped snickering, and Ryuichi just looked straight ahead for a few moments, analyzing Suguru’s words it seemed. After a couple of minutes of uncomfortable silence, Ryuichi put his arms around Tatsuha’s neck and got so close to the teen’s lips, it looked as if they would kiss.
“Am I a spineless whore Tatsu-kun?” The singer pouted, almost about to cry.
“Of course not Ryu-chan. He’s just jealous because we all love you so much.” Ryu smiled and then threw himself back falling right on Shuichi’s lap.
“Do you luuuv me Shuuuu-chan?”
“Of course I love you Ryu,” Shuichi replied immediately, eying Suguru reproachingly. He could not believe the moody brat had actually had the guts to say that aloud—he had to give him credit for it; he himself would have never had the spine.
“Oh please!” Suguru rolled his eyes in disgust.
“Suguru! stop.” Tohma warned sternly. Suguru eyed him with hurt filled eyes, and then turned toward the window without another word.
The rest of the trip was uneventful. Ryuichi sang all the way, and not before long, they were all trying to keep up with the gifted man-- all but Suguru.
Once there, Shuichi was immensely glad he’d come. Having been busy all of his life trying to ‘break through’ in the music business, and his worshiping of Yuki had led him to miss out on all the things he could have enjoyed outside of Tokyo. Of course, save for the break Hiro and he got from Seguchi, he truly regretted it now. He couldn’t believe how clean and fresh the air felt in this splendid place, or how spacious and green it all looked.
“Amazing isn’t it?” Ryuichi husked lowly into his ear.
“Yeah…” Shuichi replied too in awe to be freaked out by the older singer.
“As beautiful as you,” The singer got even closer to Shuichi, his lips grazing his ear with each word Ryuichi uttered. Shuichi took a step to get some distance between them and turned his eyes to the idol who was smirking mischievously “Wait ‘till you see the forest behind the resort.” Ryu quipped sounding once more like his childish self. “It’s great to play hide and seek, but let me warn you, I’m really good at it.” Shu turned looked at him puzzled. Hard as he tried, he could never understand what went on Ryuichi’s head half the time.
“I made reservations ‘till Monday,” K came to stand next to Ryu and announced to the group. He had been surprised when Ryuichi called him to have him bring them here. It had been such a long time since he last came… ever since he and Yoshi broke up some six years before to be exact. This used to be one of their favorite ‘hiding from it all’ spots, but after the break up, Ryu had sworn never to set foot here again. K was glad his charge was beginning to let go of the past, even though he’d prefer it not to be with neither of the two he was after, but hey! If it made Ryuichi happy, he was all for it.
A few attendants came to get their luggage.
“I’m going back tonight,” Tohma announced, “You can stay if you like Hiro. This place is amazing at night.” The producer put his arms around Hiro’s shoulders. He was acting more and more out of character these days. Everyone noticed, but no one dared commenting on it. Those who knew him well for one, were glad that he seemed so happy, and those who weren’t glad, simply didn’t care.
“I’ll take you Tohma, I was going back right now and come back Monday for you all, but I can wait for you ‘til tonight, I could sure use a soak as well.” K offered, Tohma was not his top choice to be in a car with for two hours with, but it was better than to go alone.
“I think I’ll take you on your offer, thank you K.” Tohma smiled grateful.
Tatsuha couldn’t believe the nerve of his brother in law; you’re fucking to old for this shit! The teen thought as he eyed him smooching with the longhaired guitar player not three feet form where he stood. Although he didn’t care either way, he still wished he didn’t have to see it. Although in the end it was all better if his annoying guardian was too busy being all mushy with guitar boy to notice what he had in his agenda. Tatsuha had thought about telling Mika as soon as he got home, but then again, she might already know who her ‘man’ was with, so decided he didn’t have the time to worry about such pettiness. If she didn’t know, let Mika realize on her own what her man was up to… or up whom. The monk turned to Ryuichi getting even more upset upon seeing him whispering something into Shuichi’s ear.
If you go I’ll go too, I don’t want to stay here by myself,” Hiro whispered loud enough for only Tohma to hear.
“You’ll regret it.” The blonde producer whispered back.
“You two are disgusting!” Shuichi rolled his eyes and made his way into the enormous, temple like resort.
“My thoughts exactly,” Tatsuha muttered and took Ryuichi’s arm guiding him inside as well. Hiro shrugged and Tohma grinned, knowing exactly what the source of Shuichi’s angry comment was.
They all had separate rooms except for Tohma and Hiro who got to share- obviously. Tatsuha was upset to find that he would not be staying with Ryuichi, especially after witnessing Ryu’s advances towards Shu out at the entrance and in the car, right in front of everyone no less, he didn’t make a big deal about as infuriating as it was. He figured he’d have plenty of time to get the godly singer alone.
“Eh, your grandfather doesn’t think you’re worthy anymore?” Suguru commented smirking at the clearly upset monk. Tatsuha shifted his eyes to him, but said nothing. He took his key from the attendant and marched towards his room to change. Suguru stared after him surprised that Tatsuha didn’t retort with some snotty remark or made fun of him. The monk didn’t seem like himself at all anymore… was he really that hung on Sakuma Ryuichi? Suguru felt bad, because obviously the man was not serious at all about him, but he couldn’t really feel sorry either, since he was in the same boat with the tall, beautiful black-haired monk. He just wished Tatsuha would open his eyes to reality and realize that the idol was only using him as a temporary fix.
…And so, they all went to their respective rooms to change, rest, and prepare for the fun afternoon ahead
X
A feast was prepared for them… Hokkaido style! There was meat, seafood galore, and everything from raw vegetables to steamed seaweed. Everyone wore matching robes, except for Ryuichi of course who wore a matching robe to the kimono he had on earlier.
The singer busied himself eating everything in sight much to everyone’s amazement. Kumagoro sat on the table, leaning against a sake pitcher.
“Where do you put all that food, you’re so thin Ryu-kun.” Shuichi laughed, Ryuichi gave him a big smile as he pointed at his private parts.
“Oh Gwad!” Suguru rolled his eyes at the man. Hiro almost choked on his food as he let out a laugh and Tohma patted his lover’s back to keep him from choking. Tatsuha kept on eating as if nothing was said.
“After we eat, let’s Karaoke!” The singer chanted happily, mouth full, and holding a shrimp kebob.
“Is that all you know how to play Ryu-kun?” Shuichi laughed again, liking the idea very much. No matter how many times he heard it, he could never get enough of his idol’s voice.
“No is not,” Ryuichi replied looking directly into his eyes, that predatory glint not at all lost to Shuichi… or Tatsuha, “But it is my favorite game… after foreplay of course.” Shuichi gulped and Tatsuha slammed his teacup on the table, grabbing a piece of meat from the nearest plate and eating it quietly, a little vein popping out of his forehead.
“I can’t sing,” Hiro stated raising his hand dutifully to lighten things up, he’d noticed the mood thickening.
“Neither can I.” Tohma followed suit.
“Oh hush, you sing better than me!” Ryuichi slapped his band member on the back.
“He doesn’t mean that,” Tohma waived his hand blushing like a girl.
“I didn’t know you could sing onisan… I can still call you that I presume?” Tatsuha asked merrily, In spite of having to spend the night alone and witnessing Ryuichi’s blatant flirtations with Shuichi, he was determined to have a good time, even if only for show.
“Yes you may, and don’t believe a word he say.” The producer blushed again.
“Oh it’s true! I’ve heard him, he used to play the piano and sing our songs when he wrote them.” Ryu yelped excitedly.
“You lie!” Hiro perked, very much wanting to hear his lover’s singing voice. God knew he could not get enough of Tohma’s moans and the sensual sounds he made when they made love, just the thought of hearing him sing gave the long-haired man a hard on.
“No I’m not! Ask Noriko-chan.” Ryu exclaimed. “I saw a piano in the other room, let’s have him do it!”
“Wait a minute now!” Tohma interrupted tensely.
“I wanna see it too!” Tatsuha exclaimed, sounding very much like the seventeen year old that he was.
“I’ve heard him too, he is really good,” Suguru added to the mix, forgetting to be sarcastic for the first time all afternoon.
“I’m not, I mean I haven’t done it in a while… please don’t make me do this, Hiro don’t let them do this to me!” Tohma begged, trying to make himself be heard above all those shrieking, but it was useless, his fate had already been sealed.
“Aright! It’s decided then. After our meal we’re all going to the piano room to hear Tohma-chan sing!” Ryuichi stood and yelled exited.
“Yeah!” The rest added in unison. And even though Shuichi was a bit disappointed that it wouldn’t be Ryu, he did want to hear his boss in action as well.
XXX
After the two-hour drive, and the passionate all-afternoon lovemaking, Yuki and Mikka were famished. Yuki actually couldn’t wait to soak himself in the healing springs, he felt relaxed for the first time in years, and Mikka’s company was not half as bad as he’d thought.
They took a private open dinning room overlooking the beautiful lake in the middle of the forest beyond the building. They ordered a lot more that they could eat, and a bit too much to drink—not that anyone was keeping scores.
“God… I almost forgot what this place looked like.” Mikka sighed contently, filling her lungs with the fresh, clean air.
“Me too,” Yuki replied groggily, feeling light headed for the first time in ages. If this went on like this all weekend, there was no hope of him doing any drawing at all, but at the moment, he didn’t care. There was laughter coming from one of the other rooms, making the pop diva turn towards it annoyingly.
“I wish they would simmer down, there are other guests here you know?” She criticized annoyingly.
“We were told there was a large party, besides, people come here to have a good time.” Yuki reminded her, feeling too relaxed to care.
“But they are so noisy.”
“Don’t pay them any mind Mikka-chan; I’m starting to feel left out.” Yuki leaned close to her, and whispered in her ear. She smiled sensually and kissed his forehead, then frowned when the loud laughter came once more. Yuki sat back and looked out to the trees beyond, he was actually getting annoyed at her for being so childish “What are you going to do after dinner?” He asked seriously, changing the subject.
“Aren’t’ we going to take a walk in the moonlight?” She asked as if it were obvious.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m going to the springs.” Yuki said drinking some tea. “Since I’m here I might as well soak, ne?
“I guess I’ll do the same then, I just hope there are no women in that group that might be using the springs. I’d hate to be surrounded by low class wenches” Yuki smirked, trying to picture Mikka in that very situation.
“Let’s hope not, I’d feel bad for them.” He replied getting up without finishing his food, “I’m going to take a nap, wake me up at around eight.” He kissed her forehead and headed to their room.
XXX
“Wow Tohma that was… amazing!” Hiro hugged his lover so tightly, lifting him off the ground and swinging him from side to side as he did so. Everyone else applauded agreeing one hundred percent, “Who made Sakuma-san the lead singer?” Hiro joked.
“Hey!” Ryu pouted, “I can play guitar, should I leave Grasper and join Bad Luck?” he threatened in mock defense.
“No thank you, I don’t think the world is ready for two air heads in the same band.” Suguru replied eyeing Shuichi snidely.
“I think we’d be a hit… ne Shu? Ryuichi threw his arms around Shuichi’s neck and kissed him on the cheek.
“I’d have to agree with Su-chan on this one,” Tatsuha added tightly, taking Ryuichi by the shoulders and gently guiding him away from the younger singer.
“Where are you taking Ryuichi?” Shuichi asked not wanting the life of the party to leave.
“To the hot springs, didn’t we come to soak?” The monk winked and went his way, guiding Ryuichi with him.
“I’m going too.” Suguru seconded, heading in the same direction. Tatsuha glared but said nothing to stop him.
“Me too!” Shuichi followed. “I’ve never been in a hot spring!” Tatsuha shifted his eyes from Suguru to Shuichi and rolled his eyes defeated… he would not get to be with Ryu alone any time soon.
“Go on Hiro, I have to get ready to go back.” Tohma urged his lover with a tender kiss and a little push towards the door.
“I’m going back with you.” Hiro insisted.
“I will not have it; you’ll stay and enjoy this break, for it may be the last one you’ll get in a while. I’ll see you tomorrow night.” Tohma insisted.
“I came to have fun with you,” Hiro whispered in his lover’s ear. “If you’re not here, there’s nothing for me to do.” Tohma smiled, understanding exactly what Hiro meant.
“What, you two are not coming? It’ll be fun!” Ryuichi yelled, popping his head through the door.
“C’mon man, you’ve never been in a hot spring either.” Shuichi called popping his head right bellow Ryuichi’s, and then Kumagoro’s pink head dutifully made its appearance above Ryuichi’s head.
“Nah, I’m going back, but you have fun Shu, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Hiro responded.
“You two are pansies!” Ryuichi whined throwing Kumagoro at Tohma, who caught it easily.
“I guess we can go in an hour or so.” Tohma finally conceded; he’ll have to put on a lot of overtime to be ready to release on time, but so be it, he’ll deal with it. Somehow it didn’t matter as it used to, just to see Hiro happy made it all worthwhile. Ryu and Shu gave the lovers the thumbs up, and came to push them all way to the hot bath.
X
“Kyaa, this is the life!” Ryuichi let out satisfied, leaning against a stone—Kumagoro sat safely behind him in a plastic bag. Tatsuha sat right next to him, waiting for his chance to feel under the singer’s towel. Suguru sat not too far from them, and Shuichi sat on the other side of Ryuichi—pretty much in the same relaxed position he was, leaning back and staring up to the stars. Hiro sat directly opposite from them, with Tohma sitting between his legs leaning against his chest
“Now we know who the wife in that relationship is.” Tatsuha whispered to Ryuichi eying the two jealously.
“Was there ever a doubt?” Ryu whispered back giggling.
“Hey! Shut it you two,” Shu snapped smirking as well.
“What time is it?” Tohma asked as if on cue, oblivious to the whispers on the other side of the bath.
“Eight fifteen,” Suguru replied dryly.
“We’ll leave at nine.” The producer turned to Hiro and gave him a small peck on the lips, then back to lean against him. Hiro nodded and leaned back a bit more, lacing his arms around Tohma’s shoulders bringing him down with him.
“Hey! not that I wouldn’t appreciate it, but I rather not see your X rated show… I’m not old enough.” Tatsuha let out naughtily. Neither of the two seemed to hear him or care.
Ryuichi got to his feet, a little too fast, almost falling on Shuichi who eyed him suspiciously while holding his arms out to catch him.
“Sorry Shu,” The singer smirked.
“Please don’t say you want to sing Sakuma-san,” Suguru grouched rolling his eyes, but before the singer could reply, Shuichi got to his feet—almost falling from dizziness as well— and putting his hands on his hips, he turned to the younger boy.
“I do!”
“Hot Springs are to relax, not sing,” Suguru reasoned as grouchily as before.
“Me first!” Shuichi barked excitedly ignoring Suguru, almost falling again--too dizzy from all the sake he had, and the hot healing waters. Climbing to a random stone, he put his hand on his chest and announced solemnly, “My first piece will be…”
“First piece!? Is there going to be more than one?” Suguru whined.
“Hush, you will hear it and like it!” The singer snapped sternly, “As I was saying, my first piece will be Sleeping Beauty!”
“Yay!!” Ryuichi jumped and began mimicking the popular tune’s intro. Shuichi began singing in his best Sakuma Ryuichi voice, and the two lightheaded singers began dancing as they sang the chorus together.
Shuichi noticed Suguru turn white all of a sudden, “Oh my god!” Both the grumpy teen and Tatsuha let out at the same time turning equally white… as if they had seen a ghost.
“Oh yeah baby… We’re that good!” Ryuichi sang happily, noticing the faces of the two teens were not exactly impressed, but rather scared. He turned to see what the deal was, and smirked widely as he saw what they were looking at. Hiro and Tohma turned around and turned white as well. Shuichi stopped with his fooling around and turned to where the others were looking as curiosity got the better of him.
…Bad Luck’s singer almost passed out from what he saw.
Yuki Eiri stood with a blank expression on his face, wearing nothing but a small white towel not ten feet from where Shuichi stood.
XXX
Mikka opted for a luxurious bubble bath rather than the springs. She hated crowded places --very ironic given her trade—and also didn’t want to see anyone other than Eiri, even though-- besides the noisy group-- there were virtually no other guest in the resort, according to management. She just didn’t feel to be bothered.
If only she had been able to convince Eiri to stay in the room with her… no matter, she’d gotten him here, they had made love like they hadn’t in years and everything was perfect between them. There was very little more she could ask for right now. As a matter of fact, there was only one thing… that he’d marry her.
“Go slow Mikka…” She told herself as she submerged into the steamy tub, “Don’t rush him, he will come around.” She had thought about it the whole afternoon. In fact she had come to a decision; her career be damned. Her top priority right now was herself and her happiness. It was time to realize her dream and become Mrs. Eiri Uesugi once and for all. But for that to happen, she’ll have to take drastic measures. She glanced at the wastebasket where she’d thrown her pills in, and smiled widely.
“I should have thought of this years ago!” She chipped happily, humming her upcoming single, and thinking of baby names.
XXX
“Eiri!” Tohma was the first to react. Yuki shifted his gaze from Shuichi to his ex-lover, then to Hiro, who realizing the position he and Tohma were in, blushed profusely.
“What a small messed up world we live in, ne?” Tatsuha said unable to hide his excitement. Shuichi dancing provocatively with Ryu, Tohma and guitar-kun in a very compromising position… this is the stuff scandals were made of. The monk smirked and sat back to wait for the shit to hit the fan, as dark a he was feeling, he wanted to see his high and mighty brother lose his composure more that anything.
Tohma was as confused as the rest, he got to his feet and began making his way to his ex lover not knowing what to do.
“Don’t bother,” Yuki halted a hand to stop him, “Don’t trouble yourself on my account, I’ll be back when there’s less of a crowd.” The mangaka said casually trying with all his might to keep his eyes off Shuichi, who in spite of the compromising situation he was in, looked decisively good enough to eat.
“Hey bro!” Tatsuha waived smirking widely, taunting him, eyes glinting with spite. The monk would not rest until he got his scene, “C’mon get in with us! We’ll be here ‘till late, so might as well, ne?
Yuki shifted his eyes to his younger brother, not even wanting to know why he was here… why none of them were here.
“Does Mika know you’re here?” Yuki asked coldly without greeting back.
“Oh, I think Mika has more important things to worry about other than little ‘ol me.,. ne Tohma-onisan?” He shifted his black eyes to Tohma and glared at the producer. Ryuichi signaled for him to stop by knitting his brows at him, but Tatsuha ignored him, after all it was his damn fault that he felt the way he did.
“Give her a call.” The mangaka commanded coldly turning to go.
“You are in no position to tell me what to do, dear brother.” Tatsuha replied sweetly, again ignoring Ryuichi’s dark gaze. Yuki ignored him and walked away.
“Eiri!” Tohma got out of the water regardless of Yuki’s warning, and went after the blonde man.
“Oi, Hiro! Aren’t you going after your man, they were lovers you know?” Tatsuha turned to the longhaired man, his voice dripping with sarcasm. The monk was truly enjoying this little endeavor. Hiro ignored him and fixed his eyes on his best friend.
“What’s he doing here?” Shuichi whispered disbelievingly, coming out of his shock. These things only happened to him, the singer thought bitterly. He turned to Ryuichi, “Did you invite him Ryu-kun?”
“Me?! I don’t know him, I’ve only seen him a few times,” Ryu held up his hands in his defense.
“I wonder who?” Suguru turned his glare to Tatsuha.
“Yeah, like he would listen to me?” Tatsuha blurted enjoying this way too much. Ryuichi just gave him another disappointed look and a small shake of his head. Which again, Tatsuha chose to ignore, since the singer had been so busy all day flirting with Shuichi to pay him any mind, he was way past caring whether the godly singer was mad at him or not.
“I’m going to my room,” Shuichi blurted disconcertedly, apparently not hearing any one around him. He couldn’t hide his sadness even if he wanted to, and right now he didn’t give a damn who noticed.
“Hey man!” Hiro went to him.
“I’m alright; all this heat gave me a headache that’s all.” He smiled.
“You were fine a minute ago.” Tatsuha chanted.
“If you don’t shut the fuck up, I’m going to kick your ass!” Hiro snapped his eyes to him and pointed a finger at the teen. He’d never been so mad at anyone in his entire life. The kid’s arrogance and spite had been eating at him all day; even Suguru couldn’t be this spiteful even if he tried. He frankly didn’t see what was so great about him and why Sakuma-san and Suguru liked him so much. Right now, the usually quiet man really wanted to pound the brat.
“You and what army?” Tatsuha got to his feet lunging forward ready to fight.
“Let’s go to my room, ne Tatsu-kun?” Ryuichi got between the two, grabbing Tatsuha by the arm, and leading him away. Mad as he was with the black haired beauty, he was not about to let Hiro-kun pound him.
Shuichi left, with Hiro not far behind, so that left Suguru alone wishing very much he hadn’t come.
XXX
Tatsuha came into Ryuichi’s room behind him. The singer had said nothing on the way over. The monk knew he’d gone too far but could not bring himself to care. On top of that, he could sense that the usually perky singer was not too happy about it—Ryu was probably mad because he had messed with his precious Shuuuuu-kun.
Ryuichi turned to him and for the first time looked as the adult he was. Not even on the night he had told him about his old lover had he looked this serious. It made Tatsuha even angrier that Shuichi could bring such emotion form the older man, and the only thing he could do, was being at the receiving end of that wrath, and be jealous about it.
“Why did you act that way?” Ryuichi asked tonelessly.
“What way?” The monk asked knowing exactly what he meant.
“I thought you were kind, I thought you were Shu’s friend.” The singer continued.
“I am,” Tatsuha replied not liking Ryuichi’s tone, just now he realized, after the hurt and rage was gone, that he had angered the one he promised he’d never hurt. He wished he could take his actions back, but he could not. The best he could hope for was to get Ryuichi to forgive him. “My beef is with Eiri.” Tatsuha excused himself pathetically.
“I couldn’t tell.” Ryuichi’s tone didn’t change. Tatsuha made his way to him and put his arms around the older, shorter man’s shoulders.
“C’mon, it wasn’t that bad. Shuichi is a big boy, he’ll understand, besides he knows I hate my brother.” The teen kissed the side of Ryuichi’s face, but the singer remained unmoved. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll apologize.” Tatsuha offered realizing the gravity of the situation.
“You can do whatever you want.” Ryuichi replied untangling himself from Tatsuha’s hold and walking away. “I’m tired; I want to get some sleep now.”
“Is he that important to you?” Tatsuha asked fighting to keep his cold façade in check.
“I told you that from the start.” Ryuichi replied lowly, then sighed, “I’m not sure I like the way you’re turning out to be.” The words cut Tatsuha like a knife; still he would not allow his childhood love to see him weakening.
“What do you care what I turn out to be? The only thing you want me for is sex right?” Tatsuha hardened his voice.
Ryuichi looked at him perplexed, “Right now I just want to sleep.” He replied after a moment. The two stared at one another, and then Tatsuha bowed low and left.
“This wasn’t supposed to be this complicated…” Ryuichi sighed after the door closed behind the teen, and threw himself on his bed ready to sleep it all out of his mind.
XXX
“Eiri wait up!” Tohma called struggling to keep up with the taller man in front of him. Yuki turned, and the rage on his face halted the producer dead on his tracks.
“I don’t even want to know what it is that you’re doing here with that bunch of clowns.” Yuki spat.
“I work with those clowns.” Tohma replied defensively.
“Since when do you ‘hang’ with your underlings?”
“Don’t take it out on me.” Tohma said calmly, coming closer to the tall mangaka.
“Take what out on you? I gather you people are the ‘large party’ that’s causing all that ruckus?” Yuki added, ignoring Tohma’s previous comment
“Maybe, but don’t change the subject. They’re not here together if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“I don’t give a fuck.”
“Then why are you so upset?” Tohma asked knowing the answer, but wanting the stubborn man to admit it.
“Who said I’m upset?” At that time Shuichi came into the hallway and stood stupefied staring at the two men. Hiro came right behind him and stood in front of them as well.
“Don’t worry Hiro-kun, I’m not keeping your man long, we’re just chitchatting a bit. I’ll send him right up.” Yuki said all sweetness, the venom that emanated from him a moment before was completely gone.
“Not at all Uesugi-san,” Hiro bowed politely, Shuichi turned to his friend with a shocked expression, “Tohma take all the time you need, I’ll be with Shuichi.” The longhaired man bowed again, and took his friend by the shoulders guiding him away.
“Aw, isn’t he the best friend ever! You’re so lucky Tohma-kun” Yuki sang sarcastically the minute they were out of sight.
“If it bothers you that much, you know what you have to do.” The mangaka’s gaze on his ex-lover hardened significantly.
“It doesn’t bother me for the reasons you think.” Yuki replied.
“Then what reasons do you have to be upset?”
Yuki glared, and then ran a hand over his hair looking for a suitable reply, he really wished he had a cigarette, and was dying to get back to his room so he could get one. “Listen Tohma, you and I are over. You don’t need to baby-sit me anymore.”
That’s not it and you know it. I loved you as a man, and now I love you as a dear friend, and by doing so I want the best for you.”
“Look, I’m here spending a romantic weekend with Mikka and no little boy is going to change that.” Yuki finally said, more to convince himself than anything else. Of all the places to be, of all the people to meet, what were the fucking odds to meet the very reason for his escapade?
“Then have a good time.” Tohma replied coldly and walked away from the proud knucklehead. “If you get over your denial and want to talk about it, I’ll be at the “Gardenia suite” until tomorrow morning.” The producer said over his shoulder.
“I’d take care of Hiro-kun if I were you, instead of bothering with the problems of others.” Tohma turned and gave his old lover and long hard look.
“That’s the difference between you two; he worries about others as well. To him, it is the right thing to do, not a bother like you say.” He then walked away without looking back.
Yuki stood staring after him, hating him—not for the first time—why did he always have to be right? It was as if Tohma could read the inside of his soul and say what he would not. It didn’t matter really, Yuki thought—he had already made up his mind to forget Shuichi and even if that meant to move out of Japan, that’s exactly what he was going to do.
“Didn’t he look so sexy in that little towel?” A sarcastic voice whispered close to his ear. Yuki felt the overwhelming desire to hit the moron and blow all his teeth to keep him from smirking the way he knew the brat was doing right now. The fucking kid grew more annoying each time he saw him. He turned his head slowly to face the spit image of himself.
“Who’s that?” Yuki asked coolly, he was not about to be antagonized by the moronic brat.
“Shu-chan who else?” Tatsuha smirked, after he left Ryuichi’s room he wanted to hurt someone the way he was hurting… lucky him he found the perfect victim.
“Shouldn’t you be playing with him, instead of wasting your precious time with me?” Yuki replied flatly refusing to fall for it.
“Oh, but he doesn’t want me… he wants you.” Tatsuha replied slyly, “Besides, I’m into older men.”
“Good for you,” Yuki began walking away ignoring his brother’s taunting.
“I mean didn’t you see him? he looked as if he was about to cry… he misses you a lot, he told me.” Yuki’s expression didn’t change; he kept on walking and stopped right as he was passing the bastard. They were almost the same height.
“I don’t know what your game is, but I warn you little boy… don’t fuck with me. I’m not Mika or our parents; I’m not someone you can manipulate. If you mess with me, you will get burn.”
“Why would I even try to mess with you?” I learned all my tricks from you Eiri-onisan. I’m just trying to help a friend get back with the man of his dreams that’s all. Although to tell you the truth, I can really say I get what he sees in you.” Yuki regarded his brother coldly and kept on walking.
“Call Mika.” He said over his shoulder without looking back, and then re-entered the springs. Since the ‘NG party’ had left, there was no point in not enjoying what he’d come here to do.
X
Yuki went into the healing warm waters, there was no one left save Fujusaki Suguru, keyboardist from Bad Luck. He’d seen the kid so many times in the DVD he still watched from time to time, that it was as if he knew him. He put his damp towel on his head and leaned back on the same stone—unbeknown to him-- Shuichi had.
The image of Shuichi dancing almost naked came back to his mind to torture him, the image of him leaving with Hiro… he did look about to cry. Was it because of him? He didn’t want to think about it, it was of no concern to him, but still…
Yuki opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on Fujisaki and smiled warmly, the teen turned his eyes away blushing like a schoolgirl.
X
Suguru watched Yuki-sama come in and settle in the water. He’d seen the man up close only a few times, and each one of those times he looked more impressive than the last. Tatsuha was the spit image of his older brother; save for the hair and eyes they almost looked like clones. Yet there was something special about the older Uesugi that set him apart, something the monk lacked. The teen tried to move a bit closer to the mangaka, inch by inch, until he was but a mere few feet from him. Then Yuki-sama turned to him and smiled agreeably. Suguru hadn’t noticed that he was staring at the blonde man stupefied.
“Is there something I can help you with?” Yuki Eiri asked in a warm tone. Suguru almost jumped in place; not realizing the man had been observing him for a while.
“Eh… oh no… I mean, I didn’t mean to stare, it’s just that I…” Suguru managed to stutter turning a bright shade of red.
“Is quite alright, I’m used to it.” The man replied agreeably. “You’re from Bad Luck aren’t you?” The mangaka asked smiling, giving Suguru a warm tickle down his back.
“Yes” He managed to reply.
“So what are you all doing here?” Yuki-sama asked in that deep voice of his. Suguru could hardly get over the fact that the manga god was talking to him and the he knew who he was on top of that. This must be the luckiest day of his life. He began to feel dizzy; he didn’t know whether it was the excitement or the hot water or both.
“We came to celebrate the end of our collaboration with Nittle Grasper.” Suguru answered sounding robotic.
“I see, and how did my brother collaborated on that project?” Yuki-sama asked warmly giving Suguru another tingle down his spine.
“He came with Sakuma Ryuichi.” Suguru wasn’t sure what Yuki-sama knew about that, or if it was a good idea to say anything, but what the hell, he owed nothing to the monk; besides, somebody had to put that old pervert in jail for getting it on with a minor.
“Is that right?” Yuki-sama remarked smirking, he sounded so nice. It was hard to believe he was the asshole everyone made him out to be… especially Tatsuha. “A nice little honeymoon trip among co-workers ne?”
“Yeah well, some of us came alone.” Suguru replied uncomfortably, noting a bit of sarcasm in the man’s voice, “I mean is not like I want to have somebody… I could if I wanted to…”
“I’m sure.” Yuki-sama smiled leaning further down into the water.
“Anyhow, Sakuma-san doesn’t really want to be with Tatsuha,” Suguru added to keep the man interested into talking to him longer.
“No?” It did, Yuki-sama raised a curious brow at the comment.
Yuki on the other hand looked infinitely more interested that he really was. He’d put on a show, as long as it kept the kid talking… meh, who said I need Tohma to get info? He thought.
“No, he want to get with Shuichi-kun, everybody knows that, even Tatsuha.” Suguru continued proud that he could be of service. “He just might be able to pull it off, Sakuma-san is very persuasive.”
“So I’m told.” Yuki remarked, the image of the three of them kissing at the NG studio the night right after he’d been intimate with Shuichi made its way to his mind. Making his blood begin to boil again, to think that some kid had made a fool of him.
“I’m sorry about Tohma-kun.” Suguru said after a while, the two had been silent for some time and Yuki hadn’t even noticed.
Yuki eyed the teen confused, and then he understood. “Thank you, but you needn’t be.” He pushed down his anger at the insolent comment with a smile. “What’s your name again?” He knew it perfectly, but of course he would not tell the kid that.
“Fujisaki Suguru.” The teen snapped dutifully, Yuki nodded and got up.
“I’m through here, but I’m sure I’ll see you around, hey! Maybe we can play ping pong or something fun like that before I leave.”
“Oh my god of course!” Suguru was just about to pass out from the excitement. Imagine that! Uesugi Eiri-sama playing ping-pong with him! Who would have thought he’d make a friend out of the untouchable Uesugi god. Yuki smiled again and got out of the spring. He looked majestic, with water dripping down his perfectly sculptured body. Suguru found himself blushing and hiding a hard on.
Yuki waved over his shoulder one last time as he exited the bathing-room. Suguru stared after him long after he was gone, with a huge smile on his face.
XXX
“Dumb ass!” Yuki spat as soon as he was in the building. He made his way to his room lost in his own thoughts. Why did he feel the need to talk to some kid to find out about Shuichi? And why did he care whether he’d been with his brother or the other moron? He told himself that it was a pride issue, but if he was honest with himself, he did wanted to know where his brother fitted in the whole picture. Not only did the brat got everything he himself didn’t as a child, now he might potentially be moving into his territory with Shuichi.
“Shuichi is not your territory,” he reminded himself, running a hand though his hair… god he wished he had a cigarette!
He returned to his room to find Mikka asleep in their bed, wearing revealing lingerie. It almost made him laugh to think that after all these years she still thought he got exited over those things. If she only knew that he had to picture Tohma… and now Shuichi just to get a hard on when he was with her, she’d die.
“I should give you some credit though,” he whispered pulling the covers around her carefully not to wake her. “You try so hard.” He kissed her forehead and watched her snuggle against the pillow.
“…Eiri…” Mikka whispered in her sleep
“Are you dreaming about me?” He smiled ironically and watched her for a little while longer, then made his way to the window and sitting on its sill, he fixed his eyes on the forest beyond. All the day’s happenings coming once again to mind.
“Are you pushing us together?” He asked looking up to the sky giving a short bitter laugh. “Too bad I’m too stubborn to listen.”
XXX
“Why is he here Hiro?” Shuichi threw himself on the bed, “I bet it was that fucking Tatsuha.” The singer let out poignantly.
“I wouldn’t put it past him, but I don’t think that is the case,” Hiro sat on the bed next to his friend.
“I don’t get it; I mean we had sex once right? Then he dumped me like a used tissue, but every time he sees me he looks at me as if I’ve done him some horrible wrong!” Shuichi lamented remembering the disgusted face of the man he loved.
“Well, you don’t help matters by looking like a deer caught in headlights either.” Hiro observed.
“What do you mean?” Shuichi sat up defensively.
“I mean look at you! Here you are acting as if it’s the end of the world. I thought you were going to forget about him and move on.”
“It’s not as easy as it sounds. You don’t even know what it is to love someone for so long, only to discover that everything you thought you knew about that person is fake, that he is an asshole who doesn’t care about anyone but himself.” Shuichi turned and stared at the ceiling blankly.
“Sure I do, I thought I felt the same way about Maiko, but look at me, I found Tohma and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather be with, just have faith man, you’ll find someone to cover that hole in your heart.” Hiro felt so impotent, this was the very first time Shuichi truly needed him, and he couldn’t do anything.
“I know… I mean, my mind knows all this, but my heart doesn’t seem to care.” Shuichi whispered, reaching out and spreading his fingers against the light above.
“Well, maybe it would help if you socialize more, you never know, you might meet someone to replace him, giving that, that is what you want of course.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I want! I want to forget him and move on! I want to forget that night… I want to forget everything.” Shuichi let his hand fall to his face and covered it, hiding incoming tears. Hiro looked the other way to allow his friend to at least to keep his dignity.
“Then you should find someone you have things in common with, someone who can make you happy.” The longhaired man said after a moment.
“Yeah, like who?” Shu snapped.
“How should I know? We been friends for years and I never even knew you had a thing for Eiri-san. Yeah I thought you were weird and all for not dating, but hey! You’re a nutcase right? I never imagined what you felt like... I suck as a friend.” Hiro said jokingly trying to cheer up his friend.
“Thank you for being my sucky friend,” Shuichi half smiled and turned away from Hiro.
“Seriously Shuichi, I don’t like to see you like this, you don’t deserve it.”
“But what can I do?”
“You got two options: one, you talk to him and ask him why he resents you so much, and beg him to take you back. Two: you forget about him for real, and find warmth with someone else. Whatever option you take, only you can decide.”
“I know,” Shuichi replied barely above a whisper, “Hiro…”
“Yeah?”
“I want to be alone now.” The singer turned to him smiling. Hiro could see the sadness behind his friend’s lavender eyes. He felt so helpless but there was nothing he could do, Shuichi had to find a way to cope all on his own. He made his way to the door.
“If you need me, you know where to find me.”
“Yeah, like I’d want to put up with a jealous Seguchi.” Shu tried to joke.
“Oh don’t worry, he’s not jealous of you… you’re too ugly for me.” The guitar player smirked giving Shuichi the finger, and left closing the door softly behind him
XXX
A knock on the door woke him up. Shuichi tried to ignore it, but when it came a second, and third time, it was obvious to the groggy singer that whoever it was would not go away.
“Coming!” He yelled struggling his way in the dark, “Who the hell needs me at this hour?” the singer wondered, freezing instantly… it can’t be! His heart began to beat faster at the possibility of Yuki being the one behind his door. He opened it to find Suguru holding a tray with tea for two, looking very much like the cranky kid that he was. Shuichi felt disappointed beyond words, he could swear it emanated from his pores, but then again it was his own fault for being such a hopeless dreamer. Suguru gave him a half smile, which made Shuichi feel even worse.
“Fjisaki!” Shuichi exclaimed feigning surprised, “I know you’re not here to seduce me, so spill it out.” He was wide-awake now, and very curious to know what could possibly make Suguru knock on his door at this hour-- Although he had a pretty good guess.
“Can I come in?” Suguru asked shyly, making Shuichi lift a concerned brow.
“I guess so, since you brought booze.” Shu eyed the tray and moved out of the way for the teen to come in.
“It’s not booze, it’s just tea” Suguru knitted his brow in reproach and made his way in, “Where should I set this/” he asked looking around the place.
“Over there, on the table,” Shuichi pointed and followed the teen as he headed in that direction.
“Did I caught you at a bad time/”
“It’s always a bad time, but hey! I got two minutes to spare.” The singer stated.
“I can go if you want.” Suguru asked.
“I’m joking with you, you’re so uptight Fujisaki.” Shu smiled.
“Sorry, I know is late, I guess I’d be annoyed if it was me, so I thought…”
“So what’s up/?” Shuichi asked cutting him off, as much as he’d like to chitchat, he wanted to know what brought him here.
“Well… I don’t know where to start, I mean, I kind of need a favor from you and…”
“ Let me guess. You want me to keep Ryuichi entertained so you can seduce Tatsuha?” Shuichi half joked hoping to lighten him up. Suguru turned all shades of red before finally lowering his head to stare at the floor. “Is that it?” Shuichi exclaimed surprised, he didn’t think Suguru that gutsy.
“Would you?” Suguru asked in a small voice.
“So you’re technically using me like a piece of bait on a hook!?” Shuichi feigned hurt,
“ What do I get out of it?”
“You know Sakuma-san likes you, he’s been flirting with you all day, that’s the reason for this whole trip, we all know it, even you. Besides, he’s not even minding Tatsuha anymore! It’s not like it’ll be so hard for you, besides maybe you can use it to your advantage.” Suguru ended in a rush of words,
“To my advantage?” Shu raised a confused brow.
“You know, maybe you can get Yuki-sama jealous by flirting with Sakuma-san.” Shuichi stared at the kid with pure shock in his eyes. He would have not come up with an idea as such, and here was a sixteen year old showing him the way… damn, was he clueless or what? “Don’t look like that, we all know you were really affected by him being here, I could tell, and I bet so could he.” To this Shuichi seemed to react, his expression changed from shock to plain fear. “Will you help me?” Suguru asked carefully. Shuichi got out of his shock and looked at the teen for a moment.
“Do you even know if Tatsuha wants you/” Shu asked still shaken by the teen’s comment, and seriously hoped that Suguru would drop the previous subject, he didn’t want to know how Yuki felt… couldn’t handle to know.
“Tatsuha is a brat who doesn’t know what he wants!” Suguru stated angrily, sitting on Shuichi’s bed forcefully, the tea he brought forgotten.
“But do you know whether he wants you?” Shuichi asked grateful that Yuki’s subject had been dropped for the time being.
“No he doesn’t, but he’ll take me if he gets mad enough and wants to get back at that old fart.”
“And are you willing to live with that?”
“Shindou-san… you don’t know what it’s like to idolize someone for as long as you can remember, to the point of fantasizing day and night, and living your life trying to make that person take notice of you, even if it is to hate you? Shuichi… I’m not gay, but I want Tatsuha more than anything… does that even make sense?”
“Yes, it does.” Shuichi whispered understanding exactly what Suguru was saying; it was as if he were describing his own dilemma.
“I just…” Suguru hesitated, “I just have to get him out of my system.” The usually confident teen whispered lowly.
“I don’t know if this is the best way, I mean, look at me! See what I got for getting with ‘the man’ of my dreams?” Shuichi mocked himself.
“Is different, besides it’s a consequence I’m prepared to live with.” The both looked at one another. Shuichi admired Suguru’s resolve; he himself had proved again and again what a wuss he was, “So you’ll help me right?” Suguru demanded eagerly.
“But what exactly do you want me to do?” Shuichi asked unsure, and Suguru smiled satisfied, he’d gotten what he’d come for… an accomplice.
“I know you’re not into Sakuma-san the way he’s into you, so I won’t ask you to seduce him or anything like that, but just try to keep him away from Tatsuha. I don’t know… flirt with him, make Tatsuha jealous, if you do, the more chances I’ll have that he’ll retaliate… with me”
“What if he doesn’t?” Shuichi asked not liking the plan at all.
“I won’t bother you anymore and I’ll find another way.” Suguru concluded with a smile.
“Alright,” Shuichi conceded skeptically, although he couldn’t really blame Suguru for stooping that low, he would probably do the same if he knew he had any hopes with Yuki.
“Thank you,” Suguru said sincerely, it made Shuichi laugh how nice he could be when he really wanted to.
“But you’ll owe me big time, you know Ryu doesn’t deserve to be played like that, so you better be ready to give me your first born.” Shu joked.
“He’s a whore! Of course he deserves it. He doesn’t care who it is as long as he gets laid. If you ask me he should be in jail!” The keyboardist replied getting upset.
“Ook, I can see you’re not so hot about Ryuichi.”
“He’s obnoxious and too old to be carrying a pink bunny!” Suguru added getting angrier still.
“Alright, you made your point, let’s not get all exited.”
“Sorry, I just let my emotions get the better of me sometimes.” Suguru apologized.
“Sometimes?” Shu arched a brow. “Now get out of here before Tatsuha sees you with me and thinks we have something going.” Shu pushed the teen towards the door.
“Yeah, like that would happen!” Suguru smirked.
“Why not!?” Shu feigned hurt, “I’m a good looking guy.”
“I told you I’m not gay, I just like Tatsuha,”
“Right…” The singer rolled his eyes as he opened the door,
“And his brother,” Suguru blurted and ran fast down the hallway.
“What did you say! I’ll kick your ass you hear me!” Shuichi half joked popping his head out the door.
XXX
“Tatsuha stood outside Ryuichi’s door. He’d given the older singer exactly five hours to sleep off his anger. The monk hoped that it had been enough time. He knocked low not to startle his love. A few moments later a groggy Ryuichi opened the door, showing a bit of surprise on his face.
“Tatsuha?!” Tatsuha winced at the singer’s coldness but didn’t show it.
“Were you expecting someone else?” The monk asked tonelessly.
“No, but I would have like it to be Shu-kun.” Ryuichi replied making it clear that he was still upset.
“Are you going to let me in?” Tatsuha asked choosing to ignore the comment.
“Yeah,” The singer replied moving aside. Tatsuha let himself in and immediately put his arms around the older man, searching for his lips to steal a kiss. The singer didn’t return the hug and moved his face to the side, avoiding the searching mouth.
“I’m going to get dressed,” Ryu announced moving away from the monk. Tatsuha’s arms fell limp to his sides; his onyx eyes followed the shorter man as he moved through the room. Once dressed, Ryuichi took Kumagoro from the bed and without a second glance to the teen, he headed to the door. “I’m going to see Shu, you can stay here if you want.” Ryuichi said tonelessly. Tatsuha blinked and willed his mind to let go of his pride and go to the one he loved, but as usual, his foolishness won out.
“There’s not point to it, I’ll just go,” That is not what he had wanted to say, not at all, but he guessed that his defense mechanism was already in place and from this point on the bastard within him had taken over.
The two headed down the hall in silence, Tatsuha wanting very much to be back in Tokyo, to put some distance between the two to let things cool down.
And Ryuichi on the other hand, confused at the fact that Tatsuha was not begging for forgiveness. In fact that was one of the things he liked about the teen, his pride… and what pride that was! He was not only beautiful, and interesting, and enigmatic, and smart. He was cool as ice under any and all circumstances. Tatsuha knew exactly how to behave, and how to hide his feelings. Something that he himself did not possess, He could still remember how he had cried when Yoshi left him. The two were so engrossed on their own thoughts that did not noticed Suguru rounding the corner running towards then, until he bumped into Tatsuha.
“Watch it dork!” The monk snapped angrily as soon as he realized who it was.
“Who do you think you’re calling a dork/” Suguru snapped back, eyeing Ryuichi, then back at the monk.
“How old are you five? What the hell are you doing running down the hall at this hour?” Tatsuha continued with his lashing.
“For your information… not that is any of your business… asshole. I was having tea with Shuichi.” At the mention of the singer, Ryuichi’s attention turned to them.
“Is Shu-kun still up?” He asked eagerly. Suguru turned to him completely turning his back to the monk.
“Yes, he is, and he was just telling me how much he wish he could see you!” The teen smiled sweetly at the older man, all the while eying Tatsuha defiantly.
“Really!? I was on my way to his room right now!” Ryuichi quipped happily.
“Great! Shuichi-kun will be so happy.” Suguru let out as sweetly as before.
“ I’ll see you guys tomorrow,” The older man waved dismissively and headed hurriedly in the direction Suguru had come from. The two teens watched him until he rounded the corner. Suguru turned to the monk with a smile from ear to ear.
“So, you take turns or something? He fucks you first, then the rest of the world?”
“Shut the fuck up!” Tatsuha snapped wanting to slap the brat very badly.
“See you tomorrow,” The shorter teen chanted unaffected and began to walk down the hall.
“Hey!” Tatsuha called out, Suguru turned still smiling, knowing that’s exactly what would happen.
“Yeeees?” He asked.
“Did Shuichi really say that?” The monk asked leaving all pretence aside.
“Of course. Why would I lie? And the teen walked away suppressing an irresistible urge to laugh.
Tatsuha stood in place not knowing what to do, what to feel. He knew Ryuichi never said they were steady lovers or anything, and that the whole trip was pretty much an excuse to get into Bad Luck front man’s pants, but still… it hurt.
“Why do I always do this to myself?” The monk asked aloud, thinking in all those casual lovers he had allowed himself to get close to. In the end it was all the same, no matter how devoted or affectionate, or how committed he pretended to be, they didn’t give a flying fuck, and the only thing they wanted from him was sex. He hadn’t cared; because all he had ever wanted from them were the few minutes of pleasure and the chance to forget the reality of the life that he so hated and pretend to be someone else at least for a little while.
But Ryuichi was different, he knew it and that was the main reason he felt this way. He hadn’t care whether those lovers were married, or had families. Nothing beyond the sex really mattered, but with Ryu was all the opposite. He wanted to mean something, he wanted Ryuichi to look at him and see the person that he was inside, that he was heart as well as body. Not only some willing participant to kill time while the “one” came along.
The young monk sighed and made his way to his room, lucky he had thought about stealing some sleeping pills from Mika just in case something like this happened.
“Sleep tight Tatsuha… sleep tight.” He said aloud and hurried his pace to sweet, mindless oblivion.
Suguru came out of his hiding place, and looked after Tatsuha concerned. He’d never seen him quite like this. His face just now held such sadness, such loneliness, that it gave the young teen chills. Thinking back, Suguru now realized that he’d never concerned himself in considering what was it that Tatsuha really felt, or what drove him to be the way he was. He’d only seen him as a beautiful and promiscuous creature he wanted to be with.
“Hmph… I condemned you for being shallow, and look at me? I guess I don’t deserve you as much as I thought.” The teen whispered to himself and headed back to his own room, hoping tomorrow would be a better day.
XXX
Ryuichi stood outside Shuichi’s door. The morning had started great. He’d had the best sex in a long time with Tatsuha. And it had not been only carnal pleasure; he had actually felt loved and cared for, something that he had not felt since Yoshi left him.
Tatsuha… he was great! Fun, beautiful, smart… and god was he great in bed! The singer wasn’t even sure why, but he felt so free when he was with the young Uesugi. Like he could be himself, and talk about all those things he had bottled up inside. Even now that he had been angry, he didn’t have to pretend and smile like a fool, making his Kuma-chan talk as if he were him or anything foolish like that. The only other person he’d ever opened up and talked about what he went through with Yoshi was Tohma, and that was because he knew him too well and did not leave him alone until he got it out. After that, he thought that had been a closed chapter in his life, but last night with Tatsuha had felt so right.
When he found the teen looking at the memories of the happy life he had once had, he realized that chapter was not over at all, and so he had let the dark haired beauty in his most private thoughts, and after talking to him about it he had felt, as he hadn’t in years… alive.
However the day had gone from great to horrible in a matter of hours. Tatsuha acted like a real jerk all day long, and even managed to get upset Tohma’s lover Hiro-kun, who by all means always seem so collected and rational. Ryuichi couldn’t understand what had made Tatsu act like that, especially towards Shu, he had made sure to tell him his intent with the singer from the start. Maybe he had given him the wrong impression. Maybe, by trusting him and relying on him so much had accidentally made him believe there was something serious between them. Although honestly, he himself didn’t know where Tatsuha fit in his life now. The more he thought about it, the more confused he got. He knew however that there was no way there could be anything serious between them. Even the casual sex they’d shared was far too much, given the huge age gap between them.
In Ryuichi’s view, that was the biggest obstacle. He knew if the knowledge of it ever fell in the wrong hands, he’d be in a heap of trouble. Also the fact the he was related to Tohma’s family didn’t help matters much either.
Ryuichi sighed wondering where would it all lead. He had planned this trip to finally seduce Shuichi once and for all, but now, he didn’t even feel like seeing him, still he couldn’t let some teenager run his thoughts like this.
Sakuma Ryuichi made up his mind, he had had his fun, and now it was time to move on to his ‘real’ target. He knocked Shuichi’s door, and pushing Uesugi Tatsuha out of his thoughts, focused on the groggy young man who opened it.
X
“Ryu!” Shuichi was surprised to see the singer standing at his door.
Hey!” Ryuichi smiled waiving a Kumagoro filled hand, while peeping inside the room. “Can I come in, or do you have some hot guy in there?” The older singer quipped. Shuichi smile warmly, Ryu never failed to bring his spirits up. “I wish, I got no luck with men… don’t you know that’s what Bad Luck stands for? Shuichi’s bad luck in love.” Shu complained rolling his eyes.
“That’s ‘cause you want to, you know Kuma-chan and I want to do yummy things to you.” Ryu emphasized the last part with a wink. Shuichi moved over to let him come in, choosing not to reply to that. Ryuichi came in noticing the teacups on the table.
“Did you have visitors?” He asked, he knew Su-chan had been here, but wanted to see what Shuichi would say.
“Yeah, Suguru came to pay me visit. Basically to beg me to help him get Tatsuha.” Shu covered his mouth but it was too late, he slapped himself inwardly for forgetting the ‘small’ fact that the man in front of him was sleeping with the monk in question.
Ryuichi on the other hand, felt something he had only felt once before… jealousy. He tightened his clutch on Kumagoro and hid it well behind his goofy smile. He was here for Shuichi damn it… Shu-i-chi! Tatsuha be damned!
“Oh…I thought Su-chan acted weird around Tatsu-kun!” The older singer said tightly, impressed yet again at how oblivious he was to everything.
“Yeah well, It isn’t a state secret,” Shu said as tightly, “please don’t tell anyone I told you ok?”
“Who am I going to tell? Besides I’m not here to talk about them.” Ryuichi’s eyes sharpened turning him into his ‘other self’ the self Shuichi was afraid of, And more so now that they were alone in a bedroom with nowhere to run, no one to hear his screams.
Ryuichi made his way slowly to his prey. Cursing Tatsuha inwardly again for sneaking his way into his mind with the memories of the monk doing exactly the same to him. He tried to focus on Shu, how cute he looked, how desirable, but all he could do was wonder if Tatsuha was upset.
“Are you aright Ryu-kun?” Shuichi’s voice brought him back to the present, shifting his green eyes to the inquisitive lavender ones staring at him.
“Yes, why do you ask?” Ryuichi snapped, he had not noticed that he was standing in front of Shuichi like a lifeless manikin. He had waited all these time to get the singer like this, and all he could do was think about Tatsuha… damn the brat!
“You were spacing out.” Shuichi replied stepping back.
“Sorry…I’m just a bit tired that’s all, you know, the hot springs make you sleepy.” Ryu warmed once again returning to his normal happy go lucky demeanor.
“Maybe you should get some rest.” Shu offered concerned.
“Are you kicking me out?” Ryu pouted jokingly.
“Of course not, but if you’re tired you should get some rest, we can hang tomorrow.” Shu replied hopeful Ryuichi would take that option.
“Maybe I will,” The singer walked to the bed and sat on it, patting next to him for Shuichi to sit. Bad Luck’s singer obliged hesitantly, and the two faced each other in silence for a long while.
“I’m not ready,” Shuichi muttered, knowing, or at least thinking he knew what was on the older man’s mind.
“Not ready for what?” Ryuichi asked raising a brow mischievously.
“You know…” Shu whispered turning red.
“Does it bother you so much that Yuki Eiri is here?” Ryuichi asked sensing that to be the source of the problem.
“Why would it bother me?” I have nothing to do with him… why everybody assumes stuff!?” Shuichi was somewhat taken aback with the question.
“I’m not assuming anything, but you got really down since you saw him. And why are you getting so upset?” Ryu countered. Shuichi stood and faced the older man, who just followed his movements with his eyes from where he sat.
“I’m not upset!” Shuichi snapped pushing Ryuichi to fall back on the bed, the singer fell back and just waited for Shuichi’s next move.
Shu took a deep breath and leaned towards his idol, supporting himself by placing his arms on either side of Ryu’s head, and parting his legs with his own knee. Ryuichi didn’t move, he was beginning to enjoy this aggressive side of Shuichi… maybe there was hope for him yet.
Bad Luck’s front man however was not feeling as hot; he lowered his face to linger mere inches from Ryuichi’s. He could feel his idol’s warm breath on his face… God was he ever so beautiful! Shu had never seen greener eyes, smoother lips –except for Yuki’s of course—so why couldn’t he bring himself to want the man he had idolized since he knew what idolizing someone was?
Ryuichi brought his hands to the younger singer’s chest and pushed him away.
“You’re right… you’re not ready.” The older man got up and slowly walked to the door. Shuichi just stared after him not knowing how to apologize. Once at the door, Ryuichi turned to look at the younger man once more and gave him a warm smile, “That’s ok… I’ll wait for you a little longer.” And with that, he left.
“Idiot!” Shuichi whispered to himself, “ Why am I such an idiot?” He covered his face with his hands. If there were an award for idiocy, he’d get all winning places. He shook his head, making a mental note to apologize to his idol first thing in the morning; he was too tired to even move right now. The day’s weariness came down on him full force, he laid down on his bed. All he wanted was for the morning to come so he could get the hell out of here and go back to Tokyo.
XXX
After a hefty breakfast, and much convincing from Shuichi—who in turn got convinced by Ryuichi-- not o go back just yet; Hiro, Tohma and the rest of the group moved to the ping-pong tables. Shu was so glad for it, now that Yuki was around, Shuichi did not want to be on his own to deal with it.
“I’ll just play one game and that’s it. I have a thousand things to do and only a week to do them, I can’t be here relaxing like you guys” Tohma whined, as Ryuichi pushed him towards the game room.
“Yes, yes, of course you have tons to do…” The singer mimicked his band mate. It was funny to see their roles changed, Ryuichi acting the pushy adult while Tohma the whiny overgrown child. Hiro walked right behind them, snickering all the way with Shuichi, and Suguru walked in front leading the way, while a very upset Tatsuha walked way behind the group, wanting very much to go back tot Tokyo but not doing it out of pride. Since they’ve come here he had not had a moment alone with Ryuichi, and to make matters worst, the older man was still upset with him. The fact that he had barely said good morning was proof enough, and that was frustrating him more than he would usually allow.
“Alright, we’ll do teams,” Ryuichi began matter of fact—incredible that such a thing as a game of ping pong would cause him to act somewhat his age—“Bad Luck against Nittle Grasper, Since Noriko-chan isn’t here, Tatsu-kun will stand for her.” He announced.
“I don’t want to play.” Tatsuha blurted walking to a sofa and sitting, crossing his legs and looking right at Ryu. The singer set his green eyes on him the same way for a few moments, and then shrugged, “Ok then, we do two and two, the MVP will play with the remaining player.”
“I’m with Hiro!” Tohma took his lover’s arm and smiled broadly.
“And I’m with Shu!” Ryuichi came closer to the younger man and threw his arm around his shoulder.
“Tatsuha, play with Fujisaki!” Shuichi encouraged, giving the teen a pointed glare.
“I said I don’t want to play.” The monk replied calmly.
“I don’t want to pair with him!” Suguru snapped and walked to the doorway. “I’ll be right back,” He said with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The others looked at one another, shrugging and shaking their heads.
“So if we can’t play we should go to the forest… you know to explore and stuff.” Ryuichi draped his arm around Shuichi and husked, blowing a stray strand of hair out of the young singer’s face. Tatsuha looked the other way, indignated and humiliated that Ryuichi would so openly flirting with Shuichi, and make a fool of him in front of the others. Especially after the little episode they had the night before. The teen monk wondered a little worriedly if the two singers had finally been together, the way Ryu acted and Shuichi allowed it, it all seem to point to that direction. He got his cell phone and dialed a random number; he was determined not to show his childish jealousy to these people, especially Ryu.
“Yeah, I know exactly what kind of exploring you intend to do.” Tohma laughed, “You have no shame Ryuichi.”
“I do so! I just don’t think there’s anything to be embarrassed about; it’s a natural carnal need… ne Shu?” Shuichi smiled slightly, feeling suffocated by the older man being so close to his face, he wished Tatsuha would throw a fit or something, but the teen was too busy chatting away on his cell to notice his man straying.
“You’re so weird Sakuma-san.” Hiro laughed as well, and went to the ping-pong table; “Let’s warm up Tohma while we wait for Suguru.”
“Hai, hai” Tohma chanted happily and obliged.
XXX
Suguru stood outside Yuki Eiri’s room. He knew the man hadn’t really mean what he said the night before, but he didn’t want to lose face in front of Tatsuha and the others, so he would give it a shot. Taking a deep breath, and gulping audibly a couple of times, he armed himself with enough valor and knocked twice; waiting patiently for the door to open or an angry Eiri-sama to yell for him to go away. After a few minutes, Suguru gave up and turned to go back to the others. Now he’d be even more embarrassed than before, but was actually glad that Eiri-sama would never know he’d been here to bother. How in the hell had he figured this was ok? He turned to go, but was halted as the door opened abruptly.
“May I help you?” A female voice asked, he turned to face Mikka Costa. Suguru had only seen her in person once before… she was stunning, even more so than in posters and magazine pictures. He gulped again not being able to bring himself to talk. “I asked you what you need, are your deaf?” The woman snapped, clearly angry for the intrusion.
“I’m sorry to be a bother,” Suguru began nervously, “I was wondering if Yuki-sama…”
“Who is it?” A male voice came from within the room, and a few seconds later Yuki Eiri appeared behind his fiancé. “Well, hello there Suguru-kun” The man chanted so amicably that even his girlfriend seem a bit shocked
“Where do you know this boy from Eiri?” The pop singer asked curiously, with a completely different tone of voice.
“He’s in Bad Luck,” Yuki stared as if it were obvious.
“Bad Luck!” Mikka exclaimed surprised, “What are you doing here? And what do you want with Eiri?” She was definitely angry now. Suguru looked at her scared; this was not his idea of a first meeting with the pop sensation.
“Mikka calm down, you’re scaring the boy.” Yuki said softly, putting a hand on his fiancé’s shoulder. He was also very curious as to know what the kid wanted with him.
“Well, we’re playing ping pong, and since Tatsuha doesn’t want to play we need an extra player, I remembered you told me you would play with me, and since I need a team partner I came to see if you’d like to play now.” The words rushed out of the teen’s mouth in a blur of barely intelligible words.
“Wait a minute, Tatsuha is here too?” Mikka cut in, turning to Yuki.
“Oh yeah, I didn’t tell you, I bumped into them last night. The mangaka said innocently.
“Who is them? Mikka asked afraid of the answer, if this kid was here, and Tatsuha, most likely the other Bad Luck members were here as well… including that Shindou Shuichi bastard.
“You know… them” Yuki pointed to Suguru, “Bad Luck, Tohma, Sakuma Ryuichi and my brother. Isn’t that right?” Yuki smiled at Suguru, there was something malevolent in his face that Suguru did not know what to make of.
“Oh my God!” Mikka exclaimed, “I can’t believe this, and Tohma is here too? After just breaking it off with Mika… bastard!” She snapped. Suguru just stood there not knowing what to do with himself, Yuki turned to him and smiled broadly.
“Give me a minute to change.” He said snidely, eyeing his robe. Suguru blushed nodding dutifully.
“You’re not serious are you Eiri?” Mikka blurted not believing her ears. The Eiri she knew would not in a million years even consider such a thing. Yuki smiled and went inside, wanting very much to see a certain someone’s reaction when he showed up.
“Why not? I’m on vacation, besides I haven’t played ping-pong in ages. I used to be good you know.” He smirked, “What room are you?” He turned to Suguru.
“I’ll wait for you here,” the teen whispered shyly on the outside, but doing back flips of joy on the inside.
“I’m coming too!” Mikka announced.
“Hey! The more the merrier, you can cheer for me.” Yuki said winking at Suguru while he kissed the top of her head, “We’ll be right out.” And the door closed.
XXX
“What the hell is taking Fujisaki so long?” Shuichi whined. Since the teen left, some fifteen minutes before, Ryuichi had not let go of him. He had guided him to a chair, and now he was sitting on it with the idol sitting comfortably on his lap while his legs were going numb, Kumagoro was on his head and he was dutifully trying to balance the two—a true Kodak moment—Tatsuha still chatted away with whoever he had called, bursting into laughter from time to time. Hiro the bastard was still playing with Seguchi, not even looking his way or attempting to save him from the ton of bricks sitting on top of him. He had promised Suguru he’d keep the man busy, but what good was it doing if the moody kid was not even here to take advantage of this golden chance and attempted to seduce Tatsuha.
Suguru ran into the room, brimming with happiness. Shuichi had to look at him twice to make sure he was not mistaking him with someone else, he’d never seen the kid so happy.
“I got a partner!” He gushed excitedly. Shuichi wondered whom, but his answer didn’t take long. Yuki Eiri and Mikka Costa came in holding hands.
“Yo!” Yuki greeted amicably not looking at anyone in particular. Shuichi’s heart felt as though would stop at any second, Ryuichi’s weight on him felt like a ton of iron. Why did every time Yuki saw him, he was in some compromising position with another male, looking like a whore? And why the hell did he care so much? As if he had voiced it aloud Ryuichi got off of him, and gave him a quick peck on the lips and sauntered to where Yuki stood. Shuichi could have slapped him, but then again, he doubted the asshole even saw it or cared for that matter. Tatsuha dropped his phone and held his chest feigning shock.
“My brother… socializing? This has got to be the end of the world!” The mangaka didn’t even look at him.
“Eiri!” Tohma smiled happy to see his old lover, but fearing the reason for his sudden gracefulness. “Mikka, how have you been?” The producer turned to the singer and nodded politely, she set her eyes on him, then Hiro and nodded back.
“I been busy,” She replied dutifully and turned away, dying to tell him what a jerk she thought he was, but holding herself.
“Wow Yuki-sama, we’re so happy you came to play with us!” Ryuichi perked flirtatiously, “Ne Shu, aren’t we happy?” The singer turned to Shuichi who was still sitting on the chair, willing for his legs to wake up so that he could get the hell out of here.
“Yeah, really happy Yuki-sama,” Shuichi replied as naturally as he could, and got to his feet hoping his legs didn’t give out… they didn’t.
“Ok, so I’ll pair with Yuki-san, who’ll go first?” Suguru asked coming a bit closer to his partner and eying Tatsuha while doing so. The monk hadn’t move from his sit, and was glaring daggers at his brother… or was it Ryuichi?
“Noriko isn’t here I see, I guess she’s not pretty enough for your circle of friends?” Mikka said to no one in particular but turning her head slightly to fix her eye on Tohma.
“Ukai-sensei is in the hospital, she couldn’t come.” Ryuichi replied seriously. Tohma turned to him eyes wide with shock.
“When did you find this out Ryuichi?” The blonde man asked completely ignoring Mikka’s snide remark.
“Yesterday when I called to invite her to come,”
“Why didn’t you tell me? Is he all right? What’s wrong?” Tohma sounded truly concerned, he might not like Noriko’s obnoxious personality all the time, but he loved her nonetheless.
“You didn’t ask… he’s fine, just another one of his relapses.” Ryu pouted at Tohma’s stern face.
“Still you should have told me.” Tohma scorned. Hiro put a hand on his arm to calm him down. Both men oblivious to the venom on Mikka’s face.
“So are we going to play or what?” Suguru repeated.
“I referee!” Tatsuha stood and walked to the table, as he walked by Shuichi he leaned over and whispered in his ear with a little smirk, “Doesn’t he look gorgeous with his shiny blonde locks, and honey colored eyes?”
“Shut up!” Shuichi exclaimed loudly, and on instinct hit him hard on the arm. Tatsuha threw his head back in laughter.
“What’s so funny?” Ryuichi whined, throwing himself on Shu and putting his arm around his waist. Shuichi’s face went red; he just wanted Ryuichi to stop harassing him like this-- Even though he deserved it for never stopping him before, but then again why should he care? Is not like Yuki was paying him any mind, and even if he was, it’s not like he cared. Besides he had promised himself to forget all about him and give Ryu a chance—who was he kidding?!
Slowly he put his arms around the older singer as well, and fixed his eyes on Yuki, who was staring right at him with his disgusted eyes. A stab of rage filled the young singer and without even realizing it he took Ryuichi’s face and planted a quick kiss on his lips.
“Nothing, Tatsuha is a jealous jerk.” He muttered, but still loud enough for both Tatsuha and Yuki to hear. “So let’s play!” Shuichi exclaimed letting Ryu go and striding past the mangaka to grab a paddle.
“Yeah let’s play!” Suguru did the same.
“So how do we decide who goes first?” Hiro asked matter of fact.
“I’m the referee so I’ll decide. I say the oldest person here gets to choose partner then goes first.” The teen turned to Ryuichi, “Ryuichi and Shuichi will go first,”
“Ryu-kun you’re older and Seguchi-san?” Shuichi leaned towards the singer to whisper in his ear. Both Uesugi’s hid their anger well.
“Is that a bad thing?” Ryuichi whispered back noting Tatsuha’s sour glare, and for some sick reason loving it. The older singer threw his head back in laughter at the younger man next words, making everyone in the room roll their eyes.
“Can we maybe start playing or you guys need a few minutes in the genitors closet?” Suguru asked sarcastically, but glad that Shu was holding to his word so well, he could literally feel Tatsuha’s jealousy floating in the air.
Tohma and Hiro were trying very hard to keep a straight face; Shuichi’s intentions of making Yuki jealous were so obvious to them. What they didn’t know is that Ryuichi was doing the exact same thing to get to the other Uesugi sibling. The two singers went to the table and took their paddles.
“I’m gonna pulverize you Tohma!” Ryuichi exclaimed pointing his paddle at his band’s leader.
“Ooh I’d really like to see that.” Tohma declared just as defiantly cracking his neck.
“Ah that sounds like a challenge ne Ryu?” Shuichi got in the mix.
“You know we’ll kick your hard headed asses!” Hiro looked down on the two, glad that Shuichi was acting so bravely, leaving the mess he had been last night forgotten in his room.
“Kyaaa Hiro-kun you’re so scary. I’m gonna piss my pants” Ryuichi mocked bouncing the ball a few times.
“Can you guys get on with it already!?” Suguru cut in. Yuki had settled on a chair, bringing Mikka with him and sitting her on his lap. Shuichi noticed, but would not let them get to him… would not!
“Fine!’ Hiro replied and stopped the ball, taking it to serve.
“Why are you serving? Ryuichi is the oldest?” Mikka cut in looking at Hiro as if he’d done the unthinkable. They all turned to her collectively surprised by her intrusion.
“Mikka is right?” Tatsuha conceded.
“Sorry, I always get to serve when I play with Shu… habit I guess, sorry.” Hiro replied agreeably and bounced the ball back to Ryu.
“Its my turn, and I say Hiro-kun serves,” Ryu bounced the ball back.
“I don’t have to…” Hiro replied lowly.
“Just serve Hiro-kun, I’m growing roots here,” Yuki said agreeably to the man who now owned the heart that once belonged to him. Those who knew were actually shocked he was so cool with Hiro, but then again, they also knew that Shuichi was in the picture. The only one blissfully unaware of anything was the pop diva sitting so comfortably on his lap. Tatsuha glared at his brother with contempt.
“I’m the referee,” He stated, “Go ahead and serve Hiroshi.” He added turning to the guitarist. Hiro threw his first ball, and it was war from there. Both teams were actually very good and were not letting their guards down.
“Whoever we play up against… do not make me look bad or I’ll kick your ass.” Yuki warned Suguru, who gulped uncomfortably. He was good, but nowhere near the level the ones playing were displaying.
Mikka could not take her eyes off Tohma and his lover, she was no expert but no one needed to tell her this one. She’d never seen her producer so happy in all the years she knew him; the two men seemed so comfortable and in sync with one another as if they been together for ages. Poor Mika, if she ever saw this she’d die. On the other hand she was pleased to see that her fears about Bad Luck’s singer were unfounded. The way he behaved around Ryuichi left no doubt in her mind that they were lovers… was every male at NG gay? She thought holding on to Eiri a bit tighter.
In fact speaking of Eiri and the Bad Luck kid, he had not directed a civil word to Shindou, which was weird given the way he acted on live television not too long ago.
“I’m not this good…” The younger member of the mediocre band lamented.
‘That’s fine, if Tohma wins, leave it to me, we’ve played millions of times, I know all his moves.” Yuki stated fixing his eyes on the game, studying every move the two singers made. He would not lose to them…he would not!
“Where have you played Tohma a million times?” Mikka asked curiously, she didn’t know the two to be so close.
“What if Sakuma-san and Shuichi win?”
“Then you better get good really fast.” Yuki replied ignoring Mikka’s question. She’d never seen him so competitive in something so trivial before, then again she’d never seen him doing anything trivial before. The pop princess didn’t know whether to be worried, or happy about Eiri’s changing behavior, although it seemed to be working great for her, she knew better than to get too comfortable, she had learned the hard way throughout the years.
Shuichi slammed a ball, which Tohma couldn’t hit. It went to the wall and hit it so hard that it bounced back away from the table. Tatsuha caught it in mid air then walked and handed it to Ryuichi without a single word.
Shu noticed the two acting weird around each other but didn’t say anything; Ryu will tell him in time,
“Yes!” Bad Luck’s lead man turned to his partner and high five him. Ryu celebrated as well, the older singer grabbed him by the waist and lifted him, swinging him from side to side. They had no idea how sexy they look and how mad were they making a certain pair of siblings. Each singer did hope however, they were making their respective Uesugi green with jealousy.
“Stop that and keep playing already, you two are so gay!” Tatsuha snapped showing his displeasure. Butterflies danced round Ryu’s stomach. It was so silly he knew, but he loved the feeling of having Tatsuha so jealous over him.
“Look who’s talking!” Suguru rolled his eyes. Mikka snapped hers to the younger teen.
“What do you mean?” She asked in a grave tone,
“Nothing, he doesn’t mean anything.” Yuki whispered, grabbing the back of her head and bringing it close for a deep kiss. Shuichi saw it out of the corner of his eye, and all he could do to keep from crying was hold on to Ryuichi tight.
“Mush aside please, “Tatsuha added, turning to his brother. Ryu let go of Shuichi and grabbed the ball.
After seeing Yuki kiss that woman, he lost all concentration. Tohma and Hiro had an easy win and moved on to the next round.
“Sorry we lost,” Shu mutter to his idol.
“That’s ok, I had a lot of fun, besides…” He came closer to whisper in Shu’s ear, “ Do you really want to play with him?” He said pointing his chin to Yuki, Shu smiled.
“Guess not.”
You two are out, you can go to the genitor’s closet and have a quickie now.” Tatsuha let out standing in front of the two singers.
“Only if you join.” Shu quipped back.
“Ooh that’d be so hot!” Ryuichi yelped earning a cold stare from the young monk, Suguru, Mikka and of course Yuki.
“Enough cheap talk… let’s play!” Tohma interrupted, hoping to stop what could turn into an ugly spat.
“Yes… let’s” Yuki got up and made his way to the table, but not before kissing his fiancé long and deep, making her blush, “for good luck,” he smirked. “Are you ready Hiro-kun?” The mangaka asked once facing his opponents, “Give me all you got.” He winked at the longhaired rival. He actually liked the kid, and thought he made a good partner for his Tohma. Of course he would never tell them that, at least not to Hiro. Tohma knew him too well and more than likely already knew how he felt.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Hiro winked back.
“I didn’t know those two were such good friends.” Ryu whispered to Shuichi, who just glared feeling betrayed.
“Since they share the same ass, I see no reason for them not to be pals.” Tatsuha whispered coming down between the two.
“You know man? You’re getting nastier by the minute… how do you put up with him Ryu?” Shuichi turned to Ryuichi not looking at the teen.
The older singer shrugged. “I don’t, I just ignore him.” To this Tatsuha gave Ryuichi such a hateful glare that it made Shuichi’s blood run cold. The monk then nod to himself, as if deciding something just then and went to stand by the table to referee the next game.
“Wasn’t that a bit cold Ryu-kun?” Shuichi asked leaning closed to the singer so no one could hear them.
“No, he’s been acting like as asshole, I just told the truth… I never lie Shu,” Ryuichi replied matter-of-factly, his eye on the game, but shifting to Tatsuha every few seconds. The look the monk had given him felt like a physical blow, he knew he should apologize, but for some reason he couldn’t bring himself to.
X
Yuki was actually having a great time” it had been years since he played. Back in the day, before they got so big, he and Tohma used to play every weekend. The blonde mangaka had forgotten how much fun it was. It helped too that Hiro was very good at it and was actually giving him a challenge. Too bad he couldn’t say the same about his partner… no matter, he was not playing to win, just to have fun. Yuki kept a watchful eye in everything Shuichi did as well as the game. How stupid could he be, he had actually thought the kid had been faithful and had nothing to do with Tatsuha, when in fact, the bastard was clearly involved with the idiotic singer. Oh… how must you be laughing at me! Yuki thought hitting the ball with all his might, hitting Tohma right on the forehead in the process.
“Owch!” his ex yelped holding his forehead. Hiro let the paddle go and immediately turned to his lover concerned.
“Sorry Tohma. I just don’t know how strong I am sometimes.” Yuki apologized, about to laugh at the sight.
“You did it on purpose because we’re winning!” Tohma let out rubbing his head.
“Hey, at least you have an excuse to make Hiro-kun kiss it better… you should be thanking me.” Yuki asserted matter of fact pointing a finger at his ex
“I do all my kissing behind close doors.” Hiro smirked. Shuichi could just kick him, how dare he fraternize with the enemy, and in his presence no less!
“Oh that’s so not true I…” Ryuichi began.
“Do not continue.” Tohma gave his band mate a warning, then turned to Mikka and gave her a warm smile. “ I’m ok, let’s keep playing.” He told Yuki and Suguru.
“All right, but let me rub my good luck charm,” Yuki quickly went to Mikka and kissed her again not caring that everyone was looking at him perplexed.
“Do you need the genitor’s closet too?” Tatsuha asked with a mixture of jealousy and disgust.
“No closet for me,” Yuki let his fiancé go and went back to play, “Alright… you better watch out Tohma!” The producer served, and the battle began once again.
Shuichi was having such a hard time keeping his emotions hidden. He knew some of his hurt must have been showing, he felt it emanating from every pore. He could swear that Yuki knew it and was enjoying it… the bastard! Instinctively, he moved closer to Ryuichi and held him a little tighter. At least that gave him some comfort.
The game went on for some time. Hiro was worried over Tohma, the red bump on his forehead warning enough. He knew his lover too well and knew that he would go through the discomfort rather than to be a nuisance. The longhaired man practically gave a pass to Suguru, who of course couldn’t have miss it even had he wanted to. Tohma gave him a stern look, but said nothing and kept on playing. After another few minutes of no scoring, Hiro, very inconspicuously gave an easy pass to Eiri-san this time. The mangaka took it and slammed the ball harder than the time he hit Tohma. Making it bounce on the floor for the win. Tohma slammed his paddle on the table and turned to his lover furious.
“You gave our game Hiro!” The producer shouted furious. It literally made everyone jump—except for Yuki of course— he’d seen Tohma like that plenty of times
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Hiro feigned shock.
“Don’t be a sore looser Tohma-chan.” Yuki chanted. His ex-lover glared, then turned back to Hiro, who was already inspecting his bump.
“Yes! We won!!” Suguru jumped up and down and made a victory dance.
“Please do not do that.” Tatsuha begged sarcastically.
“Don’t be a hater Tatsu-kun.” The teen made his dance even more obnoxious.
“Yay!” Mikka exclaimed and ran to her fiancé, throwing herself into his waiting arms. Yuki lifted her off the floor and swing her much like Ryuichi had done Shuichi before, only once done with that, the blonde man threw her back and kissed her deeply-- old movies style.
“So what do we win?” Suguru asked excitedly turning to Tatsuha, “Well… referee-san?”
“You win that I won’t kick you ass for being so bad at ping-pong!” Yuki laughed still holding on to his woman.
Shuichi positively wanted to die, after seeing that last kiss, he could not possibly stomach anymore, He got to his feet arming himself with courage to do what he must, he made his way to the tall man who held his heart and soul in a dark place with no hopes to return.
“Hey, where’s Tohma and Hiro-kun?” Ryuichi asked suddenly, no one had noticed them leave.
“Hiro and Tohma are back in their room, “Yuki announced, “You know… the booboo.” He added pointing at his forehead.
“Damn you’re cold!” Tatsuha spat disgustedly
“I’ll go check on them,” Shuichi was quick to offer, and practically trip on his own feet as he changed his destination and ran to the door. Once there he turned and fixed his lavender eyes on Yuki’s honey ones.
“Congratulations on your win Uesugi-sama,” he bowed low in respect to the man who cut his insides every time he laid eyes on him, and then turned to Suguru, “Fujisaki.” Then he ran out.
“Well that was fun.” Yuki blurted as soon as Shuichi made his exit. He winked at Suguru, and taking his woman’s hand made his exit as well.
“This is no fun. We’re supposed to celebrate!” Ryuichi whined.
“The tree of us can still celebrate,” Suguru proposed, of course he wanted nothing more than to see Ryuichi Sakuma go after Shuichi, so he could be alone with Tatsuha, his childhood love was so mad, he might actually fuck him this time.
“You mean the two of you… I’m going back to Tokyo.” Tatsuha stated walking to the door as well.
“You’re going now?” Ryuichi asked in a grave tone.
“Yes, my cab is probably waiting by now. I called it while you were… ignoring me.” The resentment was clear in the young monk’s eyes. Ryuichi was taken aback, but didn’t reply.
“I was thinking on going back too, can I pitch in and go with you?” Suguru turned to the monk and tried one last time to get what he wanted.
“Hell no! Get your own taxi!” Tatsuha snapped and went out, leaving Ryuichi to stare after him.
XXX
“Shuichi” Yuki called. After leaving Mikka in their room with the excuse that he needed a soak, he’d gone out by himself and was going to the forest outback when he spotted the beautiful bastard who literally took his breath away running down the hall. The singer froze, then turned slowly as if wishing him away.
“Uesugi-sama,” The boy modulated as if his mere name burned his lips. Yuki winced inwardly hating the sound of the respectful title from him.
“Hey, why the pomp, you didn’t call me that when we fucked.” Shuichi wheezed notoriously, “Lucky me to find you wandering all alone, ne… where are your lovers?” Yuki continued sarcastically. The hurt in Shuichi’s eyes turned his heart a bit, but not enough to pacify his jealous rage.
“If you mean your brother, Tatsuha and I are friends” The singer let out trying to sound normal.
“I meant the other moron you seem to cling to so much, just curious… not that I really care,” Yuki continued coming closer to him, letting the musk smell of the singer fill his senses. Shuichi stood frozen, unable to escape, “You didn’t congratulate me properly you know.” Yuki husked making Shuichi gulp loudly.
“Yes, I… I did,” Shuichi was barely able to reply.
“Ah, but where is my kiss? I mean, you do kiss anyone and everyone; I’m starting to feel left out. I wouldn’t be surprised to find out you’ve already been with Tohma.” Yuki stopped so close to the singer that their bodies seem to touch. Shuichi fought with all his might the urge to throw himself at his love and beg him to forgive him… for whatever it was that caused Yuki to hate him so. Yuki lowered his head to Shuichi’s; their lips mere centimeters from each other… why can’t you leave me alone, why do you have to torture me like this? Shuichi thought fighting tears. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Be what it will be—he thought, but deep down he hoped that Yuki would kiss him, even if it were to mock him.
Yuki stared at those rosy lips… what was it about this man that drove him to humiliate himself and act so childishly. Even now after seeing how cozy he looked with Sakuma and how happy the two had looked, he wanted him; he wanted this man like he’d never wanted anyone, and that infuriated him. Rage overtook his reason once more, he wanted to hurt Shuichi, to make him feel the loneliness and frustration he felt. But at the same time he wanted to be with him, loving him and being loved by him.
Moments passed and Shuichi thought he’d go out of his mind. Slowly, he opened his eyes to face Yuki once and for all. What he saw hurt him more that words could express. Yuki’s disgusted face would stay in his mind forever.
“You’re not even worth it…” The man of his dreams whispered and walked away. Shuichi’s tears fell free now that he wasn’t looking… I can’t leave it like this… I can’t! A voice repeated over and over in his head.
“I may not be much, and I may not be worthy of a lot of people, but you… are not worthy of me.” Yuki kept on walking, Shuichi stood staring after him long after he was gone. Everything had been said between them.
XXX
Yuki stormed into his room. Mikka followed his every movement with her eyes but said nothing. She knew better that provoke Eiri when he was mad. He paced the room, went to the window, looked out of it, and then went back to pacing. He turned to her and the fire in his eyes scared her a little. Whatever happened to make him look like this would be forever a mystery to her, and she didn’t mind one bit.
He came to her and roughly pushed her on the bed and began kissing her hard. He ripped her camisole with one swift pull and kissed his way down her body. All concerns and questions evaporated from her mind. There was only Eiri and the pleasure he was bringing her. Mikka arched her back as the biggest orgasm she’d had in years hit her, numbing her, and removing her from reality.
Before her body could even catch up with it, Eiri parted her legs and entered his savagely pushing his way into her to bring her to a climax once more. Each thrust seemed to go deeper, harder, It hurt, but it felt so good, it felt as if he truly needed her for the first time in…ever.
Yuki removed himself from her and flipped to lie flat on the bed and pushed his way into her as hard as he could. He thought that by raping Mikka would somehow make him feel better… you’re not worthy… the words kept repeating in his mind, words he hadn’t heard since he was a child.
“I am worthy…” He whispered. “I am worthy!” thrusting harder, hearing the small gasps below. He closed his eyes and threw his head back as he came to a climax. Slowly he removed himself from her and laid next to her staring at the ceiling numbly. “I am worthy…”
“You said something?” Mikka asked making him aware that she was still there. He turned to her and took her by the shoulders.
“Let’s do it,” He said.
“Let’s do what?”
“Let’s get married.
XXX
Ryuichi found Shu standing in the middle of the hallway staring into space. His face was so sad that it made him forget his own pitiful sadness over Tatsuha’s departure.
“Are you alright Shu-kun? Shuichi’s lavender eyes shifted to him.
“I want to go back,” The younger man replied lowly. Ryuichi nodded smiling, there was nothing for them to do here any longer.
“Alright Shu… let’s go pack.”
XXX
A/N: If you made it to this part congratulations on your tolerance for sap. As you can see this is not so “alternative” after all, but we won’t tell those lazy bums who didn’t read it now will we? That Mikka is getting on my nerves! And how will Shu fight back… will he fight back?? OMG… the suspense is killing me!!!… Wait, I know what will happen. But you don’t^^ so stay tuned to find out.
PS: Ok,I have no idea how to play ping-pong, so if I used wrong terms and whatnot… sue me!!