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Chapter Three: Lastly

Bright lights were behind his burning eyes, hot spasms shooting
through his limbs, though it collected at the center of his body.
Jerking, crying out against the flesh soon caught between his
lips, loosing control entirely and wanting to take Tohma down
with him. Misery loves company, as do the miserable, just as much
in pleasure as in anything else.

He was light headed. He could barely breathe, but that didn’t
stop him from tugging roughly on Tohma, squeezing too hard. His
world had already come apart, and he was content to lose himself
in it, stomach fluttering with a thousand butterflies that sent
pleasure through his nerves with every beat of their buzzing,
vibrating wings.

Rage felt the change in Eiri's
muscles and moved away with a final, gentle kiss, licking her
lips, savoring the last taste of his skin.

Tohma was on the verge on just
letting himself cry out loudly. He didn't care who'd hear it, or
anything. He pulls on his body, the touches, they pushed him
farther. The pressure in his groin was getting to be painful, as
was the throbbing of his arousal. "Please! Eiri!" He
clawed at him some more, his breathing heavy and uneven.

Eiri was still reeling,
panting heavily from the high peak he had just come down from.
The after glow was amazing; his entire body transported to a
state of relaxation never gained by any other means.

He less than carefully pulled himself out, though it wasn't as
difficult softening as it would have been otherwise. His hand
kept a tight grip, lips closing around the tip. The taste of the
lubrication was bitter and foul, but that didn't stop him. He had
one goal that he intended to see to the end, knowing any longer
would be too much for Tohma.

Rage watched them, smiling
slightly, fingers itching to run through blond hair and trace
sweat soaked skin but she resisted, clenching her fingers around
the carpet.

Tohma cried out at this,
thrusting for the contact. His fingers tangled in the others
hair, pulling. He was crying out in pleasure, and a variety of
sounds, from growls to whines, were pulled from his throat.

Eiri lapped with his tongue
like a cat, stroking blood effused flesh, groaning with a
different sort of heady excitement. He knew where to let his
tongue linger, swirling wet traces that made no difference on an
organ already completely covered by his mouth. Pulling with his
lips, using pressure, force, and his hand petting in time against
it.

Tohma thrust up into wet heat,
the pressure being released suddenly. His vision faded and his
body relaxed, the tension absent.

Lingering for a few moments,
Eiri, wound down with slower, lighter licks. The taste of Tohma
was drank in by every bit of his being, locking that away for
recall, as well. Letting go, he stared up the smooth flat stomach
and chest to Tohma’s face.

Sighing, he lifted himself up on both arms and crawled up to
force Tohma’s arms back around him, around his waist where
he could just be held for a moment.

His body was warmth and sweetness, but his mouth rarely ever was.
Putting his head against Tohma‘s chest, he found himself
counting the heavy heartbeat pounding below. It was comforting to
say the least. "Now, we’re both ugly bastards, Tohma."

There is the sudden sound of a
key in the lock, and the door swung open to the sound of
Shuichi's happy singing to himself, he dropped his bag on the
floor and slipped his shoes and jacket off. His tank top was
already hanging loosely on his shoulders as he straightened his
skin-tight black pants. They're the kind of pants a dancer might
wear, of a spandex like material. He turned, with a shopping bag
clutched under his arm. "Yuuukiii!"

Rage blinked at Shuichi's
entrance, shoving her skirt down. We are so screwed

The sound of Shuichi's voice
jerked him from his languid relaxation against Tohma's small
chest, and he jumped away and up to his feet. Reaching for his
pants, he first snatched Tohma's, realized his mistake, and
scooped his own up. "There you are...What's in the bag?"
It wasn’t not like he could have put on his pants without
anyone noticing, so he just stood there holding them.

Shuichi stared, his eyes wide
in momentary shock. He then reached into the bag and extracted a
pretty box containing expensive looking strawberry cakes. He
silently handed them to Yuki and turned away. "I'm...going
to bed."

Yes, the guilt hit Eiri the
hardest in the stomach. Instead of going wide-eyed with horror
and stammering apologies, he went blank instead, staring at the
box as if he didn't know or care what was inside.

That wasn't how he felt inside. Inside, it was killing him. He
could barely breath. He shoved the box towards Rage to hold for
him, reaching forward to seize Shuichi's shoulder. "Wait, no.
No, don't go to bed." He wasn't very strong, but neither was Shuichi. But,
Shuichi was flexible, so he grabbed him around the waist. "Thank
you." It all felt so useless.

Rage held the box, taking a
peek in side before looking back up at the scene, trying to fix
her shirt, using the box as a shield.

"Yuki... why?" Shuichi let his hands rest on the other
man's at his waist. "This wasn't fair. Not fair at all."
It was obvious that tears choked his voice as he glanced to
Tohma's now obliviously sleeping form. "Yuki..." He
tried half-heatedly to pull away.

Rage peeked at the cakes
again, wondering if Eiri would miss one...or three...

"It's what it is, but
nothing more." Eiri said, every beat of his heart was
painful and tight, and he refused to let Shuichi squirm away.
"The body is the body, I've told you that before. It has
nothing to do with anything else." What a lame thing to
say. "Would you accept an, 'I don't know' answer?"

Shuichi let out a sob as he
fell nearly limp in Yuki's grasp. "I'm so stupid. I know
better. But it still hurts to see it. It breaks my heart. Yuki, I
know that I'm being a hypocrite. But I want you to myself."

Rage sneaked out a cake, keeping her eyes on Eiri and Shuichi,
licking her lip.

"How are you being a
hypocrite?" Happy that Shuichi has forgiven him so easily,
Eiri pet his pink hair and the back of his neck, snuggling into
it.

Shuichi continued to choke back his tears. "All I asked you
for was that you'd be alone, waiting for me when I got home. I
can't believe you...." He pushed against him again, harder
this time as if trying to get away. "Just because you're
stronger than me doesn't mean you can make me do whatever you
want!"

Rage slowly ate the purloined cake before making the box look
perfect again, trying to look innocent with her cheeks doing a
little chipmunk routine.

"I was going to be!"
Eiri caught his tone and lowered it again, speaking softly to
Shuichi. "Then come on, lets go somewhere alone. Together.
Just you and me and we can be alone." He already mentioned
being alone, didn't he? Damnit, he was starting to sound like an
idiot. Not liking to restrain Shuichi when he struggled, he let
go, but not without the intention to shadow him wherever he went.

As soon as he was free, Shuichi tore away from him and into the
bedroom where he dove under the covers, hiding his face in the
pillows and sobbing uncontrollably. The wracking of his sore
muscles made him sob all the harder, curled up on his hands and
knees.

Eiri let out a deep world-weary
sigh, though he only has himself to blame. "Sometimes I like
making a big mess." Slowly, measuring each motion, he
slipped into clothing. Fastidiously buttoning the top, he just
imaged Shuichi in the bedroom crying, and it filled him with
insupportable worry and disgust at himself. He didn't bother to
say anything to Rage, headed on a course to Shuichi. That's all
he really cared about at the moment.

Leaning against the door, he listened to the sounds inside before
opening it slowly, letting the creak of the door signal his
arrival. "Shuichi, just stop crying. I'm an asshole, the
biggest asshole there is. We both know this. I don't know why you
expect anything good out of me." It was all matter of fact.

Rage stood and took the box
into the kitchen, setting it in the fridge before grabbing
Tohma's clothes and dropping them on his face.

Shuichi was still in the
awkward position he had been in when he threw himself on the bed.
He turned his head slightly to look at Eiri. "I don't care!
I don't care anymore! I just want to be with you. That's all that
matters. I'd drop everything else if it simply meant that you'd
want me more than HIM!" The jealousy and near disgust in his
voice as he uttered the word was weighted with sadness. He then
rolled over and sat in the bed on his knees; his tear filled eyes
fully meeting Yuki's.

Eiri wondered if it was wrong
to think Shuichi's tear filled eyes were so beautiful. It wasn't
as if it was because he was crying, but because they sparkled. He
decided it was okay, in that case. "Be with him? Are you
insane?" Remember sensitivity, Eiri, he's the one hurting.
And it's your fault. So, stop being a dick. "I mean... why
would you think I would want to be with him over you? No, that's
not ever going to happen. Ever. If I wanted to be with Tohma, I
would be with him. I would have been with him. But I want to be
with you. I'm not in love with him like I am with you. Like I
said, the body is the body. But you're the only one that I love."
He hoped Shuichi wouldn't pull away in disgust, but he crawled
onto the bed in hopes of putting his arms around Shuichi.

Rage started to clean up the living room, throwing away the trash
and the remains of lunch, picking up the bottle of lubrication
and mopping up the spill. She lifted Tohma to clean the mess on
the couch before dropping him again, rather roughly, just doing
this and that to make sure everything was back in order as it
should have been...Except for the passed out label head but
someone might hurt her if she tossed him outside naked...or in
the dumpster.

Shuichi clung to Yuki tightly,
letting his tears fall on his shoulder; his soft strawberries
colored hair disheveled and uncharacteristically out of place. He
whimpered into the other man's neck and clutched at him. "Yuki...
Yuki, I'm sorry. I want to be with you. I'm such an idiot. You're
right. I'm so stupid." He let out a sad moan and clings
tighter, wrapping his fingers in Yuki's hair.

Eiri tried to be sweet and
tender, petting Shuichi's back and side. But the guilt grew worse
when Shuichi started to apologize to him, which inevitably turned
to anger. In one sudden movement, he pushed Shuichi away, shaking
his head violently. "No, you idiot. You're not the one
that's supposed to be apologizing to me. What the hell did you do
wrong? Nothing. So shut the hell up about being sorry."

Shuichi lay flat on his back
in bed now, looking up at Yuki with fear in his eyes. "Wha...?
Y-Y-Yuki...? I...I…" He stopped himself from
apologizing and just looked at him through the tears in his eyes

"You should be yelling at
me, calling me a dick, or a jerk, or telling me that you want to
leave me. Not saying sorry that you're sad." His anger
fizzled and died, leaving him slouched over, sitting on the back
on his heels, hands on his thighs. "Why do you drive me
crazy every second that we're together?" Damn those eyes.
They always got to him. His voice was void of anger, sliding down
cover Shuichi with his body, wrapping himself against the smaller
form to hold them together.

Shuichi heaved a sudden sigh, responding to Yuki's touch with
intensity. He now shed tears of relief, just feeling the other
man against him. "Yuki, I don't want to drive you crazy! I
want to make you happy. You deserve to be happy."

"You DO make me happy,
idiot. It makes me happy to wake up in the middle of the night
with you kicking me in your sleep. I like it when you make me
nasty tea or try to cook dinner. I like it when you sing in the
shower, or in the hallway, or when I am trying to work. Your
stupid music doesn't bother me; neither does your hair dye on my
clothes, or your pocky boxes crammed everywhere. It makes me
happy to live like this. Moron. Do you think you could stop
crying and smile at me?" Eiri threaded fingers into Shuichi’s
hair, playing with it against the nape of his neck.

Shuichi’s heart fluttered
in his chest, and he smiled softly, sniffling through the last of
his tears. He had never heard Yuki speak quite like this before,
and it made his heart swell. He reached up and put his hand on
Yuki's cheek and smiled again "Yuki, you're still always
good to me. Even when you don't feel like it."

It was hard not to smile back
when Shuichi smiled at him like that, even if he did try his
hardest to hold it back and flinch instead. Oh well. It was okay
to smile at Shuichi now and then, when they were alone. He rubbed
their noses together since Shuichi liked affection and those
disgusting cute things he thought entirely unnecessary (but
liked, nevertheless). "The cake. Thanks." Baby steps
were still steps forward. "Are you mad at me anymore? Even
in the slightest? Sad?"

Shuichi smiled contentedly,
the weight of a long day melting away. "I'm not angry. I'm
only a little sad. And that's because I didn't get to spend the
day with you and give you a reason not to be with Seguchi-san..."
He pressed his lips to his cheek and kissed him gently and
innocently.

Something about that statement troubled him, but he couldn’t
quite place his finger on the 'wrongness' within it. "Hm.
Well, sometimes you need to do thing to put other things to rest,
you know? Like some things are steps forward, towards a new end
that liberates you. Does that make any sense? I think your idiocy
oozes from you’re skin and seeps into mine."

A lot of what Yuki said went
completely over Shuichi’s head, but he didn't care, he just
assumed that it meant that he was sorry. "Yuki!" He
kissed him deeply, smiling even more as he then laid back to look
up at him. "Yuki... I want you to be happy. So, you can have
your way with me, even though I said that you couldn't earlier...
anything you want. 'Cause I love you."

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