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On the Street of Dreams

Written by: chochowilliams

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it.� I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.

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

Chapter summary:� Is someone following them?� And Shuichi and Eiri receive a shock in the
mail when they return home.

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

Inserts:� --

A/N:�
Like my other stuff, this was out previously.� Hope you guys enjoy it.� Thank you to sun�s and stars, RRW, Undead Gothic
princess, UnratedCrimsonBlood, Nusku, Acherona, Silvermane1, KawaiiJinx-chan for your reviews.

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Chapter
23: Shopping with Ryuichi

4 Months
Later

With a hand pressed to his aching lower back, Shuichi
gripped the back of the bench with his free hand and grunted as he eased
himself down.� He sighed gratefully.� Closing his eyes, he slouched down and flung
his head back.� �Mmm,� he sighed in
relief.� It was official.� Being pregnant sucked.

��

Eiri gazed down at his fianc� in sympathy as he walked
towards the bench.� Shuichi was now 6
months pregnant and his belly was expanding like a balloon.

Now that they were hitting the last trimester, Shuichi
seemed to be getting more tired.� The
kid's doctor said the fatigue was due to the growth of the baby and the changes
his body was going through because of the pregnancy.� Shuichi also seemed to have trouble falling
asleep at night and when he did manage to fall asleep, it was not very
restful.� Naps in the middle of the day
seemed to make up for the lack of sleep at night, though.� Noriko told him to try sleeping on his side
with a pillow either between his knees or under his belly.� The Nittle Grasper keyboardist herself gave
birth to a beautiful baby girl not too long ago.� Surprisingly enough, the pillow helped
greatly.

Another problem Shuichi had was a feeling of extreme
discomfort.� Eiri had no idea what that
was supposed to mean, but the doctor said it was normal as well.� Apparently, this discomfort was due to the
fetus stretching and bumping into Shuichi's muscles and organs.� His young fianc� also whines a lot about his
swollen ankles, headaches (which apparently can be caused by just about
anything) and backaches (which Eiri could understand, what with that gigantic
weight he was carrying).� Normal
activities like bending over to tie his shoe or pick up something off the floor
and rolling over in bed quickly, just to name a few, have become difficult or impossible
for him.� Then of course, there was his
need to constantly go to the bathroom.�
Truthfully, Eiri found the whole thing very amusing�when he was not
being ordered around by the kid's constant, often bizarre cravings at all hours
of the day and night and his roller coaster emotions that was.

��

However, it was not all that bad.� His son has begun to show signs of life.� Sometimes his movements could be seen even
through Shuichi's clothing.� It was truly
amazing, though Shuichi, at times, wished the kid would just give it a
rest.� Apparently, his son was a bit
lively.� At the same time, though, Eiri
could not help but compare the baby's movements within Shuichi's belly to a
sci-fi flick where there was an alien crawling around inside of some unsuspecting
person.� He once made the mistake of
telling this to Shuichi and ended up sending him into hysterics.� To say the least, that was the last time that
subject ever came up.

��

Eiri slid next to his young fianc� and draped an arm
around his narrow shoulders.� Shuichi
scooted his pregnant self-closer towards him and rested his head against Eiri's
shoulder.� He sighed happily with a smile
on his face.� Eiri hugged Shuichi to his
side and planted a kiss on the young singer's head.

��

Shuichi was not the only one with the roller coaster
ride of emotions.� Eiri himself was
experiencing those same haywire feelings and about a great many things; about
being a father and getting married.�
Despite being deeply in love with Shuichi, the thought of commitment
terrified him.� He knew it went back to
when his mother abandoned him and his brother and sister.� Shuichi being a neutral did not help
either.� He did not lie when he said
things would not change over night, but things were getting better, but that
did not stop him from waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night or
second-guessing himself and his decisions.

��

Eiri slid his hand from his lover's shoulders and
rubbed slow, lazy circles on his back.�
Shuichi leaned into his touch, moaning long and deep.� The blond haired writer looked up and searched
for Shuichi's older half-brother.� He
found him speaking with several employees near the checkout lines.

��

Ryuichi Sakuma appeared on their doorstep bright and
early that morning announcing that he was going to take his �baby Shu-Shu�
shopping.� Not just any ordinary
shopping, but baby shopping.� Despite the
fact that the singer had woken them at dawn, Eiri and Shuichi gladly took him
up on his offer.� Having a baby was very
expensive and if they could divvy up the expenses, who were they to say no? �As much as they appreciated what Ryuichi was
doing this for them though, both Eiri and Shuichi thought the singer was doing too
much.� Ryuichi already furnished the
entire nursery.� He purchased the crib,
rocking chair, changing table, dresser and various other miscellaneous items
like diapers, extra sheets and blankets.�
Now here he was buying more for them.�
In the half hour they had been here, Ryuichi bought a car seat, more
diapers, toys, bottles, binkis, a bouncer, outlet covers and several baby
gates.� Moreover, he was far from done.

��

�Ryu,� he heard Shuichi whine from besides him.

��

Eiri looked down at him.

��

�I wish he wouldn't.�

��

�Why?� Less we
have to buy.� Saves us money.�

��

Shuichi looked up at him.� �I know that, but still�It, it feels like�I
don't know.� It feels like we're relying
on him too much, or something, ya know.�
I mean�� He sighed heavily.

��

Eiri smiled softly and nodded.� He understood what his young lover was trying
to get at, but decided to tease him.� �Is
it the money?� Or is it because you're so
pregnant, you can't do much of anything without needing to take a break?�

��

Shuichi opened his mouth, but closed it without saying
anything, thinking.� Then he blinked, snapping
out of his thoughts as what Eiri said hit him.�
�Hey!� he cried, insulted.� He
elbowed Eiri hard, pouting angrily.�
�Jerk,� he said with a light giggle as Eiri chuckled besides him.

A sudden gust of wind and a blur of color flew by
them.� Eiri and Shuichi blinked as their
hair and clothing rustled.

��

�Come on, Shuichi!� shouted Ryuichi as he blew past
them.� �Wee!�

��

�Ryu.� Is.� An.�
Idiot,� Shuichi said as he watched the older man vanish around a corner.

��

Eiri snorted.�
�He's your brother, Shuichi.�

��

�What's that supposed to mean?� the pregnant singer
snapped.

��

�Nothing,� Eiri said shrugging.� �Just saying.�� Standing up, he held out a hand towards the
young singer.� �Come on.�

��

Groaning, Shuichi slumped down on the bench.� �This sucks,� he moaned.

��

Eiri chuckled.

��

Shuichi lifted his head and stared at his lover.

��

Eiri sighed.� He
hated that look, those large puppy dog eyes and full pouty lips.� �Shuichi,� he scolded.

��

Growling, Shuichi slid his hand within Eiri's and
allowed him to pull him to his feet.� If
it were not for the watermelon under his shirt, he would have stood up by
himself.� He was not sure what was worse,
being pregnant or his brother dragging his six-month pregnant ass around
town.� �Definitely being pregnant,� he
grumbled.

��

�What're you complaining about?�

��

�Nothing,� Shuichi barked, crossing his arms over his
chest and turning his back on his partner with a �humph� and started after his
brother.

��

With a raised eyebrow, Eiri watched his fianc� walk, or
rather, waddle away.� He sighed
heavily.� �Woo boy,� he sighed.� He would be glad when this was all over.� As he started after him, Eiri suddenly got
the distinct impression that someone was watching him.� Stopping, he glanced around, but did not see
anyone or anything out of the ordinary.�
Nobody seemed to be paying them any particular attention.� Shaking it off, Eiri jogged after his angry,
pregnant fianc� and his insane brother.

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Eiri found his betrothed with his brother in the
infant department.� �Jeeze,� he exclaimed
as he walked over to them.� �Leave some
for the other customers!�� The shopping
cart was already half full.� He spotted
several different types of hats, booties and socks, pants and shirts, footy
pajamas and other one-piece outfits.�
With a sigh, he rolled his eyes.�
He loses sight of them for a second and look what happens.� Despite what he said to Shuichi earlier, he
was beginning to believe that the kid was right.� He leaned over the cart and picked up one of
the outfits. �It consisted of a pair of
jeans with an elastic waist and a multicolored striped sweater over a white
button down shirt.� �This stuff looks
like doll clothes.�� He looked up at
Ryuichi who was looking at short sleeve shirts with stick figure people stitched
on the front.� �Sakuma,� he began, �don't
you think this is more than enough?� he asked, indicating the cart.

��

Ryuichi paused and turned to look at him with a look
of bewilderment on his face.� �Why?� Is it too much?�

��

Shuichi, who was looking through a sales rack, turned
to watch his brother and fianc� curiously.

��

�The kid already has a closet full of clothes and it's
still another three months until he's born.�
We've gotten outfits from Seguchi, Mizuki,� Eiri's editor, �Tatsuha-�

�You can never have enough clothes,� the older singer
said happily turning back around to search the racks.� �They spit up and drool and who knows what all
the time.�

��

Eiri sighed.�
Both he and Shuichi have many clothes, but even combined, this kid
already had three times as many.� He
could wear a new outfit every day for a year and still would not have made a
dent in his closet.

��

�Awe!� Look,
Eiri!� Isn't it cute?� cooed Shuichi,
snapping him out of his thoughts.

��

Turning around, Eiri saw Shuichi holding out a pink
and white lace dress with puffy sleeves and a billowing skirt.� It was so tiny; it looked like the only body
that could fit into it was a Barbie doll�s.�
Shuichi laid the dress against his swollen stomach and glanced up at him
with wide wonder filled eyes, glistening with unshed tears.� A bright smile lit his face.

��

Eiri glanced from the dress to Shuichi.� �It's very cute, Shuichi.�

��

Shuichi held the dress back out, still smiling,
studying it.

��

�But you do realize that it's a dress.�

��

Rolling his eyes, Shuichi threw his fianc� a look and
made a disgusted sound.� �I know that.�

��

�Good.� Then you
can put it right back.�

��

�Aw!�� Shuichi
spun around, pouting.� �But it's so
cute!� And it's 75 percent off!� Why can't I get it?� he whined.

��

�Shuichi,� Eiri sighed.� �It's a dress and in case you forgot, your
son is not a girl,� he explained carefully.

��

�Yeah, but-!�

��

�But what?��
Eiri strode forward and yanked the dress out of Shuichi's hands.� As predicted, Shuichi whined in protest.� Eiri shoved the clothes on the sales rack
over and placed the dress back on it.�
Turning around, he sighed heavily when he saw Shuichi pouting angrily,
his arms crossed over his chest.� This
must be the longest ten months of his entire life.� Was it April yet?

��

�I don't wanna boy,� he heard Shuichi mumble.� �I wanna girl.�

��

Eiri rolled his eyes.�
Not this again.� �Maybe next
time,� he sighed.

��

Instantly Shuichi's face lit up.� He spun back around and clasped his hands
together.� �Really?�

��

�Yes, really.��
He wrapped his arms around his fianc� and hugged him to him.� He kissed the top of his head.� �But for now, let's concentrate on this one
and getting married before deciding on a second one, okay?�

��

�Okay!� Shuichi said happily.� He sighed happily and laid his head against
Eiri's chest, wrapping his arms around Eiri's waist.� �I love you, Eiri.�

��

A soft smile lit the writer's face.� �I know,� he whispered back, tightening his
hold.

��

Once again, Eiri felt eyes on the back of his
head.� Only this time, a series of
muffled click-whirl's accompanied them.�
He loosened his hold on his fianc� and glanced around, frowning.� There were several other shoppers nearby, but
none of them seemed to be paying them any particular attention.

��

�Eiri?� What's
wrong?�

��

�Nothing,� Eiri said, distracted, taking a final
glance around.� He felt very uneasy.

��

�Alright!� exclaimed Ryuichi.

��

Shuichi and Eiri turned around and watched as the lead
singer of Nittle Grasper dumped an armload of clothes into the shopping cart.� Shuichi gaped.� �Ryu!�

��

Ryuichi blinked innocently at his younger
brother.� �What?�� He glanced down at the cart then back up at
Shuichi.

��

�I think you've done more than enough.� This is too much!�

��

A broad grin split Ryuichi's face.� �It's never too much!�� He grabbed the full cart and took off.

��

�Ryu!�� Shuichi
sighed as he watched his big brother vanished around the corner.

��

�You know, at this rate, we'll have to tell Seguchi to
find us a bigger apartment in Tokyo
just so we can have room for all the baby stuff,� Eiri said.

��

Shuichi giggled.

��

�Speaking of which, have you heard anything about the
move?�

��

�From what Tohma's told us, I guess the remodeling in
going faster than expected.� Everything
should be set for the relocation next fall.�

��

Suddenly Ryuichi reappeared with a new cart.� �Let's go, guys,� he called.� �We need to get bottles, formula, more
diapers�� His voice trailed off as he
disappeared down one of the aisles, still checking off items that his �baby
Shu-Shu needed�.

��

Shuichi's sigh turned into a groan.

��

�Come on,� Eiri chuckled.� He draped an arm around Shuichi's shoulder
and steered his exhausted fianc� after his brother.

��

�Oh,� Shuichi exclaimed as he wrapped an arm around
Eiri's waist.� �Noriko came by the studio
yesterday with her daughter.�

��

�Really.�

��

�Oh!� Eiri!� She's the cutest thing!�

��

�I bet.�

��

�She has the cutest laugh!� And when she smiles, her whole face lights
up!�

��

�Hm.�

��

�It's hard to believe that she's 16 weeks already.�

��

�That's because she's not your kid.� It's probably been the longest four months of
her entire life.�

��

�Eiri!� Shuichi scolded.� �That's not nice.�

��

�Just wait, Shu.�
In three months, you'll understand.�
You think you�re exhausted now.�
You won't get any sleep for the next five years.�

��

Shuichi pouted.�
�It won't be that bad�Will it?�

��

Instead of answering, Eiri asked if Shuichi knew
anything about Tohma getting Noriko's husband a job in Tokyo.�
It was one of the stipulations Noriko and her husband made in exchange
for them being forced into relocating.

��

�I think Tohma got him a teaching job at Tokyo University.�

��

Eiri shook his head.�
His brother-in-law was something else.�
There was a saying, �Ask and you shall receive.�� That saying definitely applied to Tohma.

��

They found Ryuichi down one of the aisles loading the
cart with wash clothes, more pacifiers, and chew toys.

�For when he starts
teething,� Ryuichi explained.

God forbid Eiri thought.� That was something he did not want to have to
think about yet.

��

Ryuichi straightened and stared at the cart.� �I know there was something�,� he
mumbled.� Suddenly his eyes lit up.� �Oh!�
Strollers!�� He grabbed the cart
and raced down the aisle.

��

Shuichi looked up.�
�Where're you going?�

��

�We need to get a stroller and a bassinette!�� He stopped at the end of the aisle and
glanced first one way and then the other, a confused, thoughtful expression on
his face.� �That way,� he exclaimed,
turning the cart to the right.� He
vanished from view.

��

Seconds later, they watched as Ryuichi zipped past
them, going in the opposite direction.

��

�Ryu?� Shuichi questioned, watching him.

��

�Wrong way,� his brother said.

��

Shuichi giggled, shaking his head.

��

�Your brother is something else,� Eiri snorted.

��

�Yeah.� A
moron.�

��

�Come on,� Eiri chuckled.� He grabbed Shuichi's hand, laced their
fingers together and led him out of the shadow-strewn aisle.

��

Shuichi took no more than half a dozen steps when he
stopped suddenly, his hands fluttering to his belly.� �Oh!� he exclaimed.

��

Eiri turned sharply.�
�What's wrong?�

��

Stunned, Shuichi looked at Eiri.� �He moved.��
A smile graced his face.�
Giggling, Shuichi grabbed his fianc�'s hand and placed it on his belly.� He studied Eiri's face closely and when the
writer's eyes widened momentarily, Shuichi giggled, knowing that he had felt
him move as well.� �You feel him?� You feel him?�

��

Smirking, Eiri nodded.�
�Yes.�� His breathe hitched as he
felt his son kick him.� �He's definitely
your son, Shuichi.�

��

Shuichi beamed.

��

Eiri stared at his hand as he rubbed small circles
over Shuichi's belly, smiling softly.� He
lifted his head and studied the singer tenderly.� He reached out with his free hand and cupped
the side of Shuichi's face.� �I love you,
Shu.�

��

Shuichi's face softened.� �I love you, too, Eiri,� he whispered back.

��

They leaned towards each other at the same time and
kissed.� It was just a light, gentle
brush of lips, but it was more than enough.�
Pulling back, they stared dreamily into each other's eyes.

��

From somewhere in the store came a sudden loud crash.

��

Shuichi and Eiri jumped apart, like guilty
lovers.� They glanced at one another.

��

�What the hell was that?� Shuichi asked.

��

�I'm okay!� came the familiar shout seconds later.

��

Eiri could not help himself.� He burst out laughing.

��

Shuichi sweat-dropped, his face flushing in
embarrassment.� �Oh, God,� he moaned.

��

�Let's go before your brother does anymore damage.�

��

They walked out of the aisle and towards Shuichi's
brother who was trapped in the middle of a sea of boxes.� Shuichi sighed shaking his head.� And people said he was an idiot.

+---+---+

Several very long hours later, Shuichi was in the
kitchen sorting through the mail his brother brought over this morning when a light
blue envelope caught his attention.�
Curious, he set aside the rest of the mail and studied the
envelope.� His name and Ryuichi's address
was written in large, blocky script, but there was no return address.� He noticed it was postmarked from Kyoto, though.� Frowning, he slid his finger under the corner
of the flap and ripped it open.

��

�What's that?�

��

�Huh?�� Shuichi
turned and saw Eiri step barefoot into the kitchen, a mug in his hand and his
glasses on his face.� �I don't
know.�� He reached inside the blue
envelope.� �It's a card,� he said,
pulling out the blue rectangle.

��

�Hm.� Who's it
from?�� Eiri walked towards the table,
set down his cup, and picked up the envelope, turning it over.

��

�No idea.��
Shuichi read the front of the card aloud. ��'To the new mommy-to-be�'� Awe!�
That's so sweet,� he cooed, tears blurring his vision.

��

Eiri set down the envelope and glanced at his
fianc�.� Sighing, he rolled his eyes.

��

Sniffing, Shuichi swiped the back of his hands over
his eyes.� �Look, Eiri, isn't that
cute?�� He held up the card and pointed
to the white short-sleeved shirt and blue striped overall shorts cut out from
velvet-like paper stuck to the middle of the cover.� �It looks like one of the outfits Ryu
bought.�

��

�I hope not,� Eiri mumbled.

��

Ignoring his fianc�, Shuichi opened the card, still
grinning.� �'�and your bundle of
boy.� Congratulations'.�� He glanced up at Eiri, a renewal of tears in
his eyes.� �Eiri!�

��

�Hm.�� The
writer took the card from him and read it himself.� Like the envelope, there was no signature and
no indication of who may have sent it.�
�I wonder who it's from?� he wondered aloud.

��

Shuichi picked up the envelope and looked it
over.� Peeking inside, he said, �There's
something in here.�

��

Eiri looked up.�
�What?�

��

Reaching inside the envelope, he pulled out a
check.� �Oh�my�God,� Shuichi whispered in
shock.� �Eiri�!�� He looked up at his partner.� �It's�it's from�Dad.�

��

�What?� Your
father?�

��

Shuichi nodded.

��

Eiri took the check out of Shuichi's shaking
hands.� His eyes widened when he read how
much the check was for.� �Holy�!�� He exchanged a shocked glance with the
singer.� He opened his mouth, and then
closed it, unable to form any words.

��

With a sob, Shuichi covered
his mouth as tears flowed freely down his face.�
He could not believe it.� He just
could not believe it.� Crying harder, the
pink haired singer, stood up and walked into Eiri's waiting arms.� Wrapping his arms around his waist, he buried
his face in his crisp white shirt and cried.�
Maybe his father did not hate him after all.

---TBC---

Preview: �A Not So
Secret Secret�

A/N:� To tell you the truth when I first wrote this
I completely forgot about Noirko being pregnant at the beginning of the story
so when I went back to edit it after it had come to an end originally and
realized I had not written anything about Noriko having the baby I decided to
add this chapter.� And I have to admit I
am glad that I did.� I love this
chapter!� What did you guys think?� Who or what was following them? �A paparazzo?�
Annoying bastards.� And what that
check and card really from Mr. Shindou?
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