Welcome to My Romance

Title: Welcome to My Romance
Taste: Bitter-sweet
Rated: RRRRRRRRR ^^
Pairing: Yuki and Shuichi allll the way!
A-N: Alright, HEADS UP PEOPLES!!!! THIS STORY IS ALSO POSTING AND IS AHEAD BY AT LEAST THREE CHAPTERS: http://fiction.gurabiteshiyon.net/story.php?no=2074
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I awoke to the warmth by my side, the feeling so familiar even if it's been such a long time since I felt like this...I wonder, did the boy mean what he said? And why is there a feeling inside me that wants me to push him away? Or maybe it's the other way around.
I don't care, this familiar feeling is nice, but something tells me- as a warning- to push away.

Shuichi woke up in the morning and sat up from the cloud he laid on. He looked around and instantly registered where he was. Did he demand that man Eiri Yuki to fuck him? He couldn't believe it either, but with a smile, he took one of the man's shirt laid out- of course it's for him- and put it on.

With wobbly knees, Shuichi walked out of the room and followed a tasty scent that led him down left of the hallway. His grin widened seeing the angelic man bathing in the morning glory with a spatchela in hand looking intently down on his stove.

"Cooking? Manually?"

Eiri whirled around, his frown softening when he encountered the man's contagious smile. He nodded.

"Um...I'm sure automatic cooking is easier." Shuichi said, but bit his tongue back afterwards. Maybe the man liked being in the old times.

Yuki grunted, Was this kid annoying or what? Why should he care? Shaking his blonde head out of order, he took two plates, set them on the table and then placed the pan and rice on the table.

The host waited.

Shuichi stared.

"You can..." Yuki slowed just in case it wasn't registering, "dig in." and he himself did too.

"A-Arigato." the visitor murmured, taking the chopsticks and filling his mouth, "Wo-wow! This is really good!" Shuichi began devouring everything...untilk he met Yuki's heated gaze concentrating on him. He wasn't sure what it meant, but he stopped his movement altogether and placed his large eyes to battle against his, his head tilting to the side-threatening to fall off.

Eiri's frown deepened, "Why did you follow last night? I could have been a murderer."

Shuichi smiled and shrugged, "That would have been too bad for me then. Besides, I really wanted to follow you-"

"Are you fuckin' crazy?!" Yuki said angrily, "Don't you ever think of the situation you get into?" much to Yuki's dismay, the smile remained intact.

"Oh, you're worried? It's okay, I'm really sorry, I-"

"Who said I was worried?" Eiri replied rudely, pushing his chair back and walking off. So early in the morning...he needed a shower. He heard the boy follow.

"Yuki, you don't need to be worried, we're fine right?"

"For the last time, I am not worried," Yuki sighed, taking Shuichi's hands off of him, "I'm just trying to get rid of you."

Damn hormones. As soon as he made contact with the arms, he backed the boy against the wall, emphasizing his words whilst-and Eiri knew- in his mind he was going to seduce the boy- OH, too late.

Shuichi was already lost that he didn't pay much thought to the words, Yuki's tongue was already in his mouth, coaxing him to return his playfulness.

What's wrong with this man? Shuichi thought, his hands rubbing lightly on the other's chest, gasping and moaning as he felt hands that were not his lifting his shirt up and caressing his ribs. Shu-chan's moan turned lustful and sweet as the hands lifted him off the ground, hoisting him up on Yuki's hips, and while his legs encircled around the man's waist, Yuki Eiri grounded his growing erection on the boy's.

Yuki's left hand remained on Shuichi's butt to keep him against the wall while his right hand took a handful of pink mop and pulled the owner away from the kiss so that his red hot tongue could lap itself on the face that the older man found rather irresistable.

There goes the self control Eiri had hoped to maintain until the kid was out of his house. This was a first, why can't he keep his hands off of the little body?

"Yuki..." the submissive one managed to breathe in a strangled breath. Shuichi thought the man must have some kind of 'clothe removing' super power for he didn't know how the shirt got off his skin, and Shuichi strived to equal them by shedding the man off his clothes all the while enjoying the saliva that bathed him from neck to shoulders. The boy really thought he was too early for sex, but if that was what Eiri wanted, of course he'll give it to him. Anything Yuki desires for is his.

The dominator held a growl in the back of his throat felt his sub's legs widened themselves to expose his hardened member and the welcoming entrance. Yuki wasn't sure... as much as he wanted to kick the boy out, he didn't want him hurt and it didn't take a genius to figure out that Eiri was big enough in the 'southern realm' to actually maim someone. So Yuki witheld his anching manhood and continued on with his tongue play..he wondered if the brat would figure out why he didn't want to enter him-and no, Eiri didn't want to go in the bed room to get the lube or drag both themselves in it either.

Of course Shuichi would figure it out, otherwise, why would he bother to say in between gasps,

"I don't care if I have to bleed. Just get inside me." and in determination, Shuichi released Yuki's cock and aimed it in him, knowing fully well that Yuki would not disappoint him. In one swift movement, Eiri thrust himself and was in.

"Ohh..." Eiri moaned softly, the inside tighter than last night.He could not help but feel good about hearing Shuichi's scream echo down the hall.

Thrusting himself in and out, he felt his cock drip some precum as mercy to wet the boy a little. And after that, the two set in motion to bring the ultimate feeling of completion.

After going in and out the boy and licking every inch of skin on his neck to shoulder and cheeks-Yuki was on edge, Shuichi, who made all the noises and defined every feeling of Yuki in him with his own thrusts, barely beat him.

Eiri let the boy slide down the ground and put his clothes back on, throwing Shuichi another pair of his shirt, he said, "Recover, eat and take a shower- then get out."

The younger teen stared at the man who had acted as if nothing has just happened. Definitely there was something wrong with a guy like him, Shuichi thought, but then again, women probably mile around him like bees in honey...so...what difference am I to him?


Wanting to know, Shuichi sat on his knees and called, "But-"

"It was a one night stand alright?" Yuki said as if reading his mind, glaring down at the boy, "Nothing more. I'm sure someone with a job like yours, would know very well what that means." and he gracefully vanished into another room.

Shuichi couldn't protest...even though it wasn't true.

With a devastating sigh, Shuichi did as commanded. He would leave and give the man no troubles.


Yuki heard the door to the house close with a small slam and wondered if his one night partner was even mad at all. Actually, Yuki had been also surprise of giving the boy a chance to freshen up before leaving- something he's always never thought he was capable of allowing a stranger to do, especially in his house. Stepping out of his study, he went down to the kitchen where he expected broken plates on the ground as Shuichi's revenge...but instead, he found the dishwasher running and a note on the table.

Saying: Eiri Yuki
Thanks for letting me eat the food. It was really good.

Shuichi looked down on the table and saw a mirage of the brat, sitting and eating his food. Slapping himself mentally out of the fantasy, Yuki walked next into the bedroom where he expected torn sheets. Maybe the kitchen thing was a trick. Yet he was surprise again when the sheets were clearly replaced with a note on the pillow saying:

Eiri Yuki
Replaced your sheets, hope you don't mind.


Yuki last walked into the showers where a post it note was on the clear glass door, saying with the brat's handwriting:

Eiri Yuki
Thanks for letting me use the showers.

When Yuki returned out the hallway, he couldn't help but feel that his home was just a fraction bit lonely without the bright pink hair to decorate the walls.


Ryuichi didn't know what was wrong with his club singer as the band Bad Luck rehearsed, but Sakuma Ryuichi knew there was something going on inside and beyond the pink head of his vocalist.

It was because the songs didn't make him shiver in excitement like the usual. To Ryuichi, they sounded like nails on chalkboard rather than the word's to 'Rage Beat'

Hiro and Fujisaki also knew there was something wrong ever since the incident with that mysterious foreign like man. Both band members had known by the way Shuichi had completely gone overboard with the lap dance that the singer had developed some kind of infatuation with the stranger.

"You did nothing like we had you rehearsed." Fujisaki lectured at Shuichi who was sitting down on the couch, oblivious to his words, "And by nothing I meant you weren't suppose to strip in front of anyone."

"Yeah," Hiro teased, "And I thought I was turned on during the lap dance rehearsal." Hiro vaguely smiled at the memory of Shuichi dancing on his lap-he and Ryuichi coaching him while Suguru pretended to be the overlooking crowd.

"Na no da-what's wrong Shu-chan?"

Shuichi looked at the faces of his faithful friends, a small smile escaping on his face, revealing the glow that had managed to preserve itself from days ago spending a night with that one man that he, for sure, had fallen head over heels for.

"He banged you huh?" Hiro and the other two said intently.

They watched as the vocalist stood on his feet and headed for the back door, grinning madly while waving his arms around, "Don't worry guys, it was a one night thing! Really!" and he escaped from the three pairs of eyes before they could tease him any longer, shouting as his last message, "I'll get back to business tonight, so I'll practice my sex appeal for more bidders- k?"

And he was gone.

Shuichi sighed heavily. It was friday again, a whole week passed without another word to Yuki or a glimpse of that beautiful face...so now, since Ryuichi thought that the lap dance was such a big hit, they were going to do another bidding.

But how? Shuichi thought almost in tears, How can I give pleasure to someone other than him?




'Yo brother!'

A computer screen appeared right by Yuki's documents, showing Tatsuha's face.

"What now?" Yuki replied, not removing his eyes from his documents, currently being filled with the great writer's sensual words of smut.

'Oooh, writing a sex scene huh?'

"None of your business."

'Sooo...K, Noriko and I figured you've had time to recover from the shock that kid gave ya. Did you bang him at all? I heard he's the singer of this band Bad Luck and last week, they couldn't play cause he was missing, right after you did too.'

"Mm." Yuki adjusted his glasses with one hand while his lefty worked on the screen, typing and adjusting the words correctly.

In truth, Yuki had barely managed at all. For the past week, he couldn't get himself to bring home a woman who could desecrate the lingering smell of the strawberry perfume the fool had left behind him as a torturous farewell present. Once, Yuki had been successful at bringing home a woman without guilt, but before any clothes were shed-the man had been reminded of Shuichi's moans and screams of innocence.

He didn't want that replaced by someone else's voice either.

Eiri Yuki was only half listening until he heard Tatsuha's comment,

'Their doing it again.'

Yuki gave his brother an eye, "Doing what?"

'The bidding. Dumbass.'

Tatsuha saw the crease on Yuki's forehead and smirked,

'Don't tell me you're gonna bid again. THIS round, K ain't gonna pay you back.'

"You don't say." Yuki said, trying to collect his concentration to writing, "I'm not going back."

'Good, cause their gonna start sometime now.'

"What?"

'Oooh, this nasty fat guy's bidding five hundred.' and Yuki heard it now on the background, a hoarse voice shouting out the number.

"YOU'RE IN THE CLUB?" Yuki glanced at the clock, it was already ten?

'Yep. I came to see Ryu-chan though, he's so hot!'

But Yuki was more into another singer, "ANOTHER lap dance? With who?"

Tatsuha looked around him, 'looks like a rich scum, kinda good looking but definitely...err...freaky. In a gothic way-eww...that's scary. But he looks hot two-'

"Bid on the kid."

'Huh?' Tatsuha took a moment to read deeper to the message, 'NO WAY! Heck, Ryu-chan, my baby, would get the wrong idea! FORGET IT!'

Yuki slammed his chair back against the wall, standing to his feet, motioning for the hovering screen to follow him out of the room, "Fuck it Tatsuha, I swear you had better win!"

'Oh aniki wants the kid for himself...maybe I'll bid just so I can tell you all about it-'

"I'm not playing," Yuki said angrily, entering his room and snatching his black overcoat, "I'll pay you back." and with that, he closed the message screen and walked quickly to his car. Damn it to hell if that fuck toy was gonna get fucked by someone else.


Shuichi trembled as he saw the man who was quite intent on winning. Not that he looked bad, he just...didn't want to do it again, not if it isn't Eiri; but what could he do? The man staring at him with glinting eyes, and licking his lips were...frightening to the bone.

Nevertheless, just like before, he shrugged it off. It was all for the good of the club and publicity for their band.

The prize was finally won, set on fifty-thousand dollars.

And so the dance begins.

Yuki slammed the club door open in fiery anger and when you'd think his eyes couldn't get any more angrier...wow, you should see his reaction as he saw the man he had slept with seven days ago straddling the slimy jerk that Tatsuha had described at home, arms wrapped around the fully aroused man and face buried on his neck.

Seeing the man's head thrown back in total amazement at the feel of Shuichi's chaste kisses-------

"Hey!" The winner of the bid shouted angrily as the pink haired rock star was yanked off of his hands, "What the hell do you think you're doing? I paid good money for that!!!"

Yuki stopped him with a glare, ignoring the whispers os the crowd mumbling to themselves 'That's the guy from last week' 'Really?' 'So possessive.'

Damn straight possessive.

Yuki threw down a large bundle of pure green dollars on the man's face, and dragged the small Shuichi off, and to the backroom where Hiro and Fujisaki were kicked out.

When they were out of sight and the door was close, Shuichi slapped him away, angrily backing off from him, "What's your issue you bastard? What do you think you're doing?!"

"ME?" Yuki said with a raised eyebrow, "What are YOU doing."

Shuichi recoiled with anger, "Me? Well," he huffed, "Unlike what you think, I'M valuable to this club! I am worth thousands here--I am trying to roleplay myself as a one night whore!!"

"Is that it?!" Yuki shouted, "Money?" he started fumbling in his pocket, pulling out his wallet and throwing it down on Shuichi's feet, "THERE! Take it all you who-" the author's mind kicked in and bit his tongue for him before he could complete the word. Seeing Shuichi's eyes shift from anger to pure sorrow was not a fairplay.

Shuichi placed his hand on his forehead, "Why? All I ever wanted to do was sing! Why do you keep on thinking I'm a whore? Because I'm here at this particular club?" He looked up at Eiri with his pain filled eyes, "Don't you know yet? You were my first. You were the only one. What else can I do to compete with those women you've slept with? What else is there to a competition that doesn't seem like attainable for me? What? Tell me!" Shuichi backed himself completely against the wall as he felt the other move towards him, pounding with his small fist unto Yuki's chest just inches from him, asking, "Tell me..."


****My man got a heart, like a rock cast in the sea...
My man, got a heart, like a rock cast in the sea.

Shuichi looked up at the naked man on top of him, tears welling on the edge of his eyes, "Tell me what I can do..." he whispered, his thin arms reaching up to cradle his treasure's beautiful face, "What will I do? What can I do, now that you've spoiled me with pleasure that's so much greater than any happiness in the world? Yu...ki?"


***Well no one told me about her....
Like the way she lied.
Well no one told me about her...
How many people cried...****

"Gomenasai, Shuichi." Yuki whispered, taking the other's hands in his, entwining both their fingers together, "Let's start and try once more." Eiri knew in a way, he was very much asking the boy to stay with him.


***But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would I know?
Why should I care?
Please don’t bother to find her
She’s not there...****

"Anything! Oh Eiri, ANYTHING!" Shuichi shouted, clawing at the man's exposed back, feeling his insides twist and turn as to make space just for his Eiri Yuki's penetration, gasping for air and moaning Eiri's name, loud, clear and in need.


****my man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea
my man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Yuki stared down on Shuichi's au naturel feministic body. Could any prize be as good as this? He smiled as his ears caught the vocalist's song of night, how he loved that such a song was only dedicated to him. This person, crying in happiness and agony, this person he was inside in, this person he was devouring...

All his.

****my man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

"Shuichi..." Yuki whispered in content, pushing himself into the body, deeper and deeper as he can go, "Why Shuichi? Why me?" he moaned softly.


Shu-chan kissed the man deeply, tears streaming down his cheek from the pleasant feeling in him, panting and huffing in between words, "Because I'm set to capturing your heart."


Yuki's heart was renewed in an instance. Pulling away to gaze upon his heaven sent new love, he allowed himself to smile at the response...the same answer that was given to him a week ago. Such an infatuation from the boy was dangerous...but Yuki didn't care. Maybe just for a little bit...he'd love him in the dark. Perhaps.


****but it's too late to say you're sorry
how would i know
why should i care please
don't bother trying to find her
she's not there


"You'll...get hurt-ah..."


Shuichi rolled his hips, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I love you Yuki! I dont care shit about getting hurt, I'll want you always and I'll love you. GOD- I love YUKI!"


****She's not there!

Yuki felt Shuichi's semen pour on him, and watching his Shu-chan's head thrash around in ecstacy brought him over the edge and soaring off as he released his own fluid into Shuichi, completely filling the boy with all his desire.


We've moved so fast, Yuki thought, pulling Shuichi tenderly into his arms, all this feeling so you're giving me...it's so familiar, and when I try to put my finger to it, the only thing that explains as to why I can't keep my hands off of you...the explanation that I fear...it's beyond fondness or infatuation.


"I love you Yuki." Shuichi whispered, curling into a ball in his love's arms, "I love you."


"Mmm." Yuki replied, silent as he drowned himself into his own thoughts all the while the other slipping into deep unconsciousness. Both listening to an english song playing out in the club.*****


"Looks like it worked out fine." Hiro said, looking over at Tatsuha who was gawking at Ryuichi.

Fujisaki shook his head, "If you ask me, they're loud. Thank god for the music in here."

Tatsuha grinned mischievously, "Well, I'm just glad to help my Ryuichi." he headed for the door, "I gotta go. Anyways, tell bro K said he can have his Benz if he still wants it." and then he was gone.

Hiro and Suguru sighed.

"I'm going home." the younger man said, following after the direction Tatsuha went.

Hiro nodded, "I'll follow-" and while saying so, Hiro pulled out a sign and placed it on the metal door towards the backroom, then he ran after his band mate.


Ryuichi came around and straightened the sign:
DO NOT DISTURB.


*****The song that's playing is called 'About Her' by Malcolm Mclaren, it's very erotic, so check out how it sounds here: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0001LJCPC/103-3256856-0981432?v=glance&n=5174
Scroll down the music sampler and find number twelve and listen to the sample music! ^_^
A-N: O.K ^_^ I'm thouroghly happy with this, but it's not the end yet, or is it? Well, not until you all stop reviewing anyways and I dunno...so, new readers, welcome and please review, old reviewers...you know the drill! Taunt me, tease me...whatever, but please don't be mean to me wah! Oh, so did anyone love this? Did they get like some kind of warm and fuzzy feeling inside? Am I getting better? Note, that I'm trying to put in just a little story so that this could continue on for however long you guys would let me. ^_^ Till next time, I hope you enjoyed!