Role Reversal: Here We Go Again!
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Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,047
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Three - Ducks, Books, and Bastards
Thanks to everyone who reviewed, hope you like the latest chapter.
We don't own Gravitation.
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Chapter Three - Ducks, Books, and Bastards
Three days later
Ryuichi was walking down the stairs, pulling on Tohma’s gloves, when he spotted the door. Or rather, what was left of it. A single hinge held the door up, while splinters of wood littered the ground. Ryuichi tapped a finger against his lips, surveying the situation. ‘He will pay for that…’
He turned around, going straight back up the stairs. On his way to the room Shuichi was staying in, Tohma had appeared out of nowhere, attaching himself to Ryuichi’s back. They opened Shuichi’s door, and watched in amusement as Yuki furtively inched towards Shuichi’s sleeping form, hands outstretched as if to claw at him.
At that moment, the alarm clock on the bedside table went off. Since it was a radio alarm, Shuichi was awoken to the horrific sound of screeching and wailing… meaning some talentless moron who somehow obtained a recording contract.
As the alarm went off, four things happened.
Shuichi shot up into a sitting position, grabbing the alarm clock and throwing it at the wall. The clock smashed, and Shuichi began mumbling about banshees and crappy lyrics, while pulling the bed covers over his head.
Yuki jumped about three feet in the air, and tripped over some clothes Shuichi had left on the floor.
Ryuichi smirked hugely, watching Yuki trip and fall right on his ass, crossing his arms as he leant against the wall.
Tohma burst into hysterical laughter, pointing at Yuki with Kumagorou, and falling to the floor as his laughter sent him into convulsions.
Shuichi, hearing the thump of Yuki’s backside connecting with the floor, propped himself up on one elbow, sighing. “Again, Yuki? Didn’t you learn your lesson after the other two times?” Yuki glared at the two by the door, standing and brushing himself off. Suddenly, he abandoned all dignity, pouncing on Shuichi.
Shuichi held up a hand, shoving it in Yuki’s face. “NO!” He pushed at Yuki’s forehead, his other hand pushing at his shoulder, trying to fend him off. “I said I’m cutting you off, and I damn well mean it! You brought this on yourself. LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES, DAMN IT!” His right foot came up to push at Yuki’s stomach, but the author continued relentlessly trying to molest him.
It was then that Tohma and Ryuichi decided to help. Tohma went over, grabbing one of Yuki’s legs, attempting to wrench it out of it’s socket. Ryuichi went with a rather brutal approach, grabbing Yuki’s earring, and tugging on it mercilessly. Yuki growled, deciding he’d rather be missing a leg and an ear than go without sex for a second longer.
“I DEMAND SATISFACTION… LITERALLY!” He yelled, refusing to let anyone pry him away from Shuichi.
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Later, when Yuki had finally been removed from Shuichi, the four of them left the house. On Tohma’s insistence, they went to the part to ‘feed the duckies!’. As Tohma happily threw an entire loaf of bread into the pond, managing to knock out a duck in the processes, Ryuichi, Shuichi, and Yuki sat on a nearby bench. Ryuichi watched Tohma with a smile, Shuichi shot glares at Yuki, and Yuki sulked.
A blonde and pink blur rushed over to the swings, giggling. “Ryu-kun!” Tohma called, sitting himself on one of the swings. “Come and push me, na no da!” Ryuichi stood with a smile, leaving Shuichi and Yuki sat on the bench. Yuki’s eyes slowly moved to stare at Shuichi, an evil glint appearing. Shuichi gulped and prepared to run for his life, when Yuki somehow produced a pair of handcuffs seemingly out of thin air, cuffing one wrist to the bench’s arm rest.
Tohma giggled as Ryuichi pushed him on the swing, the wind ruffling his hair. He enjoyed it for a while, but after a while the swing started to hurt his backside. He scowled. “Ryu-kun! I wanna get off, my butt hurts!”
Ryuichi laughed softly, stopping the swing. As Tohma stood to get off of the swing, he tripped over his feet, ending up sprawled on the ground. He winced, sniffling as he felt his elbow sting. Tears came to his eyes, and Ryuichi watched as his face crumpled. His eyes widened, and he practically threw himself to the ground, checking the scrape on Tohma’s elbow.
Ryuichi fussed over Tohma like a mother hen for a few moments, before looking up to ask if he was okay. The words died in his throat as his eyes met Tohma’s, and they simply stared at each other for a long while, their hearts speeding up as they slowly leaned towards each other. Just before their lips touched, a ear-splitting scream sounded.
They quickly turned to see Shuichi trying to kick Yuki in the nuts, and the author frantically fishing around in Shuichi’s pants. Ryuichi’s eyes narrowed into the fiercest glare ever to cross his face. He gently helped Tohma stand, before storming over to the bench. Yuki looked up as he sensed an ominous presence, and actually paled as he caught sight of the fury in Ryuichi’s eyes. He hastily removed his hand, and produced the key to the handcuffs. As soon as Shuichi was free, he smacked Yuki around the back of the head, before striding away.
Tohma sprinted after Shuichi, latching onto his arm. “Poor Shu-chan! Yuki-san is a pervert, na no da!”
Shuichi snorted. “You don’t know the half of it.”
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A short while later, Ryuichi pulled Tohma into the bookstore. “Come, I’ll buy you whatever manga you want.” Tohma cheered loudly, attracting the attention of everyone within the store. At a heated glare from Shuichi, Yuki quickly followed. Shuichi fumbled for a cigarette, only to realise he’d run out. He let out a vicious string of swears, before noticing a convenience store on the other side of the road.
A few minutes later, he emerged from the store, quickly lighting a cigarette. He sighed blissfully, and turned around, only to bump into someone. He was about to apologise, when he saw just who he had bumped into. He glared.
“Well look what we have here. Aizawa Taki… I thought Tohma had gotten rid of you, Droopy Eyes.”
Taki growled, glaring at Shuichi. He pointed a finger at him, hate pouring off of him in waves. “You little FUCKER! I should kill you, you piece of shit!”
Tohma, Ryuichi, and Yuki walked out of the book store, and noticed just who Shuichi was talking to. Yuki was about to run over and rip Taki’s face off, when Tohma sprinted over to them. Taki and Shuichi didn’t notice Tohma’s approach until-
“KUMAGOROU MIRACLE BEAM!” Kumagorou shot through the air, and hit Taki right between the legs. His face crumpled, and he slowly slid to the ground, whining like a kicked puppy. Tohma jumped up and down, punching the air. “YES!” He hissed. “Right in the beach balls, na no da!”
After a while of recovery, Taki clambered to his feet. He gave Shuichi a look of pure death, not seeing Yuki. “Looks like you don’t have that murdering bastard around to protect you, bitch.” Tohma almost stepped out of character, just so he could quite happily kill Aizawa. However, they were all surprised when Shuichi delivered a bone-breaking punch to Taki’s face. The next thing Taki knew, he was sprawled on the ground with blood dripping from his nose.
Shuichi threw himself at Taki, fully prepared to beat him into a mass of blood and bruises, when Yuki grabbed him, holding him back. Shuichi struggled, so furious that his blood boiled, but Yuki wouldn’t let go. They all froze as Ryuichi stalked over to Taki, bloodlust in his eyes, and with an ominous aura of pure death.
They watched as he squatted down next to Taki, tilting his head with a finger to his lips. “I guess you didn’t learn your lesson from the last time, Aizawa-san.” He suddenly glared. “No one messes with my rock stars, and emerges unscathed. I will be perfectly honest with you… I don’t like you, and I can easily ruin your life with only a few phone calls. If you ever come near any of my employees, or any of my friends, again… I will not hesitate to-” He suddenly clapped his hands together, once, sharply, the sound seeming to reverberate in their ears. Taki jumped a mile, and nearly shat himself. He quickly scrambled to his feet, and began running for his life.
Ryuichi stared after him, grimly satisfied. Tohma attached himself to Ryuichi’s back, gushing. “Oooh! Ryu-kun is sooo cool, na no da!” As the blonde continued babbling, Shuichi turned around with great difficulty, because Yuki still had a tight grip on his waist, partly for Shuichi’s safety, and partly because he was so horny he’d take whatever he could get away with.
“Why did you stop me? I was going to beat the shit out of him!” Shuichi glared. Ryuichi suddenly popped up next to them.
“I cannot have my rock stars starting fights, Shuichi-kun.” He looked around shiftily. “You never know who’s watching.” He, quite suddenly, disappeared once again. Shuichi and Yuki shared a freaked-out glance, before Yuki turned his eyes to Tohma, who had clamped onto Ryuichi as soon as he’d ‘reappeared’.
“Find someone else to look after you both, I’m taking Shu home. I didn’t like him doing this anyway, and running into that bastard is the last straw.” He glared at Ryuichi and Tohma, daring them to disagree. Shuichi scowled at him.
“You only want me to stop looking after them so you can get laid.” He said flatly, crossing his arms. Yuki looked slightly sheepish, and used his greatest weapon. The puppy dog eyes. Not as effective as Shuichi’s by far, but Shuichi was the only one who couldn’t resist.
He huffed. “Fine. But you-” He poked Yuki in the chest, sharply. “Have to find someone else to look after them.” Yuki agreed surprisingly quickly, and dragged them to NG. He left Shuichi, Tohma, and Ryuichi in the lobby, and marched his way to the elevator. A short time later, he emerged from the elevator, dragging Sakano by his tie. The man was stuttering something, and Yuki was repeatedly telling him to shut up. He pushed the nervous producer towards Tohma and Ryuichi.
“There! Here’s your babysitter!” He turned sharply, grabbing Shuichi by his belt, pulling him along as he walked to the door. “And you! You’re coming with me!” He hastily made his exit, already trying to unbutton Shuichi’s shirt.
Tohma and Ryuichi stared for a moment, before both turning to Sakano, who had two rivers falling down his face as he cried uncontrollably. He tried to back away, but Tohma and Ryuichi grabbed his arms, hauling him into the elevator. He whimpered, and Tohma giggled. “Don’t worry, Sakano-san! It’ll be fun, na no da!”
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Chapter Three - Ducks, Books, and Bastards
Three days later
Ryuichi was walking down the stairs, pulling on Tohma’s gloves, when he spotted the door. Or rather, what was left of it. A single hinge held the door up, while splinters of wood littered the ground. Ryuichi tapped a finger against his lips, surveying the situation. ‘He will pay for that…’
He turned around, going straight back up the stairs. On his way to the room Shuichi was staying in, Tohma had appeared out of nowhere, attaching himself to Ryuichi’s back. They opened Shuichi’s door, and watched in amusement as Yuki furtively inched towards Shuichi’s sleeping form, hands outstretched as if to claw at him.
At that moment, the alarm clock on the bedside table went off. Since it was a radio alarm, Shuichi was awoken to the horrific sound of screeching and wailing… meaning some talentless moron who somehow obtained a recording contract.
As the alarm went off, four things happened.
Shuichi shot up into a sitting position, grabbing the alarm clock and throwing it at the wall. The clock smashed, and Shuichi began mumbling about banshees and crappy lyrics, while pulling the bed covers over his head.
Yuki jumped about three feet in the air, and tripped over some clothes Shuichi had left on the floor.
Ryuichi smirked hugely, watching Yuki trip and fall right on his ass, crossing his arms as he leant against the wall.
Tohma burst into hysterical laughter, pointing at Yuki with Kumagorou, and falling to the floor as his laughter sent him into convulsions.
Shuichi, hearing the thump of Yuki’s backside connecting with the floor, propped himself up on one elbow, sighing. “Again, Yuki? Didn’t you learn your lesson after the other two times?” Yuki glared at the two by the door, standing and brushing himself off. Suddenly, he abandoned all dignity, pouncing on Shuichi.
Shuichi held up a hand, shoving it in Yuki’s face. “NO!” He pushed at Yuki’s forehead, his other hand pushing at his shoulder, trying to fend him off. “I said I’m cutting you off, and I damn well mean it! You brought this on yourself. LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES, DAMN IT!” His right foot came up to push at Yuki’s stomach, but the author continued relentlessly trying to molest him.
It was then that Tohma and Ryuichi decided to help. Tohma went over, grabbing one of Yuki’s legs, attempting to wrench it out of it’s socket. Ryuichi went with a rather brutal approach, grabbing Yuki’s earring, and tugging on it mercilessly. Yuki growled, deciding he’d rather be missing a leg and an ear than go without sex for a second longer.
“I DEMAND SATISFACTION… LITERALLY!” He yelled, refusing to let anyone pry him away from Shuichi.
--
Later, when Yuki had finally been removed from Shuichi, the four of them left the house. On Tohma’s insistence, they went to the part to ‘feed the duckies!’. As Tohma happily threw an entire loaf of bread into the pond, managing to knock out a duck in the processes, Ryuichi, Shuichi, and Yuki sat on a nearby bench. Ryuichi watched Tohma with a smile, Shuichi shot glares at Yuki, and Yuki sulked.
A blonde and pink blur rushed over to the swings, giggling. “Ryu-kun!” Tohma called, sitting himself on one of the swings. “Come and push me, na no da!” Ryuichi stood with a smile, leaving Shuichi and Yuki sat on the bench. Yuki’s eyes slowly moved to stare at Shuichi, an evil glint appearing. Shuichi gulped and prepared to run for his life, when Yuki somehow produced a pair of handcuffs seemingly out of thin air, cuffing one wrist to the bench’s arm rest.
Tohma giggled as Ryuichi pushed him on the swing, the wind ruffling his hair. He enjoyed it for a while, but after a while the swing started to hurt his backside. He scowled. “Ryu-kun! I wanna get off, my butt hurts!”
Ryuichi laughed softly, stopping the swing. As Tohma stood to get off of the swing, he tripped over his feet, ending up sprawled on the ground. He winced, sniffling as he felt his elbow sting. Tears came to his eyes, and Ryuichi watched as his face crumpled. His eyes widened, and he practically threw himself to the ground, checking the scrape on Tohma’s elbow.
Ryuichi fussed over Tohma like a mother hen for a few moments, before looking up to ask if he was okay. The words died in his throat as his eyes met Tohma’s, and they simply stared at each other for a long while, their hearts speeding up as they slowly leaned towards each other. Just before their lips touched, a ear-splitting scream sounded.
They quickly turned to see Shuichi trying to kick Yuki in the nuts, and the author frantically fishing around in Shuichi’s pants. Ryuichi’s eyes narrowed into the fiercest glare ever to cross his face. He gently helped Tohma stand, before storming over to the bench. Yuki looked up as he sensed an ominous presence, and actually paled as he caught sight of the fury in Ryuichi’s eyes. He hastily removed his hand, and produced the key to the handcuffs. As soon as Shuichi was free, he smacked Yuki around the back of the head, before striding away.
Tohma sprinted after Shuichi, latching onto his arm. “Poor Shu-chan! Yuki-san is a pervert, na no da!”
Shuichi snorted. “You don’t know the half of it.”
--
A short while later, Ryuichi pulled Tohma into the bookstore. “Come, I’ll buy you whatever manga you want.” Tohma cheered loudly, attracting the attention of everyone within the store. At a heated glare from Shuichi, Yuki quickly followed. Shuichi fumbled for a cigarette, only to realise he’d run out. He let out a vicious string of swears, before noticing a convenience store on the other side of the road.
A few minutes later, he emerged from the store, quickly lighting a cigarette. He sighed blissfully, and turned around, only to bump into someone. He was about to apologise, when he saw just who he had bumped into. He glared.
“Well look what we have here. Aizawa Taki… I thought Tohma had gotten rid of you, Droopy Eyes.”
Taki growled, glaring at Shuichi. He pointed a finger at him, hate pouring off of him in waves. “You little FUCKER! I should kill you, you piece of shit!”
Tohma, Ryuichi, and Yuki walked out of the book store, and noticed just who Shuichi was talking to. Yuki was about to run over and rip Taki’s face off, when Tohma sprinted over to them. Taki and Shuichi didn’t notice Tohma’s approach until-
“KUMAGOROU MIRACLE BEAM!” Kumagorou shot through the air, and hit Taki right between the legs. His face crumpled, and he slowly slid to the ground, whining like a kicked puppy. Tohma jumped up and down, punching the air. “YES!” He hissed. “Right in the beach balls, na no da!”
After a while of recovery, Taki clambered to his feet. He gave Shuichi a look of pure death, not seeing Yuki. “Looks like you don’t have that murdering bastard around to protect you, bitch.” Tohma almost stepped out of character, just so he could quite happily kill Aizawa. However, they were all surprised when Shuichi delivered a bone-breaking punch to Taki’s face. The next thing Taki knew, he was sprawled on the ground with blood dripping from his nose.
Shuichi threw himself at Taki, fully prepared to beat him into a mass of blood and bruises, when Yuki grabbed him, holding him back. Shuichi struggled, so furious that his blood boiled, but Yuki wouldn’t let go. They all froze as Ryuichi stalked over to Taki, bloodlust in his eyes, and with an ominous aura of pure death.
They watched as he squatted down next to Taki, tilting his head with a finger to his lips. “I guess you didn’t learn your lesson from the last time, Aizawa-san.” He suddenly glared. “No one messes with my rock stars, and emerges unscathed. I will be perfectly honest with you… I don’t like you, and I can easily ruin your life with only a few phone calls. If you ever come near any of my employees, or any of my friends, again… I will not hesitate to-” He suddenly clapped his hands together, once, sharply, the sound seeming to reverberate in their ears. Taki jumped a mile, and nearly shat himself. He quickly scrambled to his feet, and began running for his life.
Ryuichi stared after him, grimly satisfied. Tohma attached himself to Ryuichi’s back, gushing. “Oooh! Ryu-kun is sooo cool, na no da!” As the blonde continued babbling, Shuichi turned around with great difficulty, because Yuki still had a tight grip on his waist, partly for Shuichi’s safety, and partly because he was so horny he’d take whatever he could get away with.
“Why did you stop me? I was going to beat the shit out of him!” Shuichi glared. Ryuichi suddenly popped up next to them.
“I cannot have my rock stars starting fights, Shuichi-kun.” He looked around shiftily. “You never know who’s watching.” He, quite suddenly, disappeared once again. Shuichi and Yuki shared a freaked-out glance, before Yuki turned his eyes to Tohma, who had clamped onto Ryuichi as soon as he’d ‘reappeared’.
“Find someone else to look after you both, I’m taking Shu home. I didn’t like him doing this anyway, and running into that bastard is the last straw.” He glared at Ryuichi and Tohma, daring them to disagree. Shuichi scowled at him.
“You only want me to stop looking after them so you can get laid.” He said flatly, crossing his arms. Yuki looked slightly sheepish, and used his greatest weapon. The puppy dog eyes. Not as effective as Shuichi’s by far, but Shuichi was the only one who couldn’t resist.
He huffed. “Fine. But you-” He poked Yuki in the chest, sharply. “Have to find someone else to look after them.” Yuki agreed surprisingly quickly, and dragged them to NG. He left Shuichi, Tohma, and Ryuichi in the lobby, and marched his way to the elevator. A short time later, he emerged from the elevator, dragging Sakano by his tie. The man was stuttering something, and Yuki was repeatedly telling him to shut up. He pushed the nervous producer towards Tohma and Ryuichi.
“There! Here’s your babysitter!” He turned sharply, grabbing Shuichi by his belt, pulling him along as he walked to the door. “And you! You’re coming with me!” He hastily made his exit, already trying to unbutton Shuichi’s shirt.
Tohma and Ryuichi stared for a moment, before both turning to Sakano, who had two rivers falling down his face as he cried uncontrollably. He tried to back away, but Tohma and Ryuichi grabbed his arms, hauling him into the elevator. He whimpered, and Tohma giggled. “Don’t worry, Sakano-san! It’ll be fun, na no da!”
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Thanks for reading and please review to let us know what you think. See you soon.