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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
50
Views:
4,286
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
27: Things Couldn't Get Any Worse
Kin no Shuichi
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: Shuichi and Eiri are working things out after a mistake on both of their parts nearly ended their five-year relationship. But what about Bad Luck? What does the future hold for them?
Chapter Summary: As if the turmoil surrounding the band wasn’t bad enough, Shuichi receives devastating news.
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
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A/N: ferler, Acherona, KyoHana, sun‘s and stars, lilgurlanima, secret hidden within me for your reviews. I want to also say thank you to those who wished me a happy birthday. Thank you! I’m glad nobody asked me how old I was because then I’d have to kill you. LOL! In honor of today being the 24 of July and my mother’s birthday, I decided to switch chapter 34 (“Things Couldn‘t Get Any Worse”) with what had originally been 27 (“Whipped”). This deals with a very series subject.
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Chapter 27: Things Couldn’t Get Any Worse
Her stride up the front walk to her house halted mid-movement. The stack of mail was instantly forgotten as the return address of the topmost white business-sized envelope caught her attention. Foundation Radiology Group. She lifted the slim envelope up from the pile with her free hand. Never taking her purple gaze that her only son had inherited from the trembling envelope, she clasped the rest of that day’s mail under her arm. She wiggled an unsteady finger under the loose flap at the corner and tore the top of the envelope open. Gulping, she reached in and pulled out a sheet of unlined paper that had been folded lengthwise thrice. She had to hold the shaky paper tightly with both of her hands in order to read what was typed on the sheet of paper
“Dear Mrs. Shindou,” she read silently. “The left breast biopsy you had on July 18 did in…deed…show…”
The mail she had been hugging under her arm slid slowly out of her grasp and down her side.
The mother to Japan’s hottest pop star buried her face in her hands. Her lithe body shook as silent sobs wracked her body.
Long forgotten, the mail fluttered to the ground around her, entrapping her in a sea of white.
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A Couple Weeks Later
Eiri was quietly sipping his tea at the dining room table as his husband and two-year-old daughter finished eating their breakfast. Eating was a relative term though as Sayo had more food on her than in her. She was becoming more and more like her daddy. The outlook for the future was not one he was looking forward to.
The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted the quiet morning.
He watched as Shuichi stuffed the last of his toast into his mouth before pushing his chair back and dusting the crumbs off his hands, sauntered into the kitchen to answer the phone. “Moshi. Moshi,” he heard Shuichi say. “…Yeah…Oh! Hey, Ma. What’s up?”
Eiri turned his attention back to his daughter who, in her attempt to stuff a piece of pancake into her mouth, had dribbled the syrup she had insisted on drowning it in down the front of her pajama top. Good thing it was Shuichi’s turn to do the laundry. Though, now that he thought about it, doing laundry would probably be a lot less of a hassle than trying to clean Sayo up.
“…Oh that’s right. Maiko said something about that…“ There was a gasp. “They what?”
Alarmed by the panic in his husband’s voice, Eiri glanced sharply over his shoulder into the kitchen. Shuichi had his back to him.
“Malignant cells?”
Eiri froze.
“What‘s…? Oh, God,” Shuichi moaned.
Pushing slowly out of his chair, Eiri silently walked up behind Shuichi.
Feeling woozy, Shuichi had to grab hold of the bar top before him to keep from dropping to the floor. Pulling out the nearest bar stool, he collapsed down into it just as his knees buckled beneath him.
“So,” his mother continued, “I go to the JFCR on the thirtieth to talk to them about what my options are.”
Shuichi nodded distantly.
Established in 1908, The Japanese Foundation for Cancer Research was the first institute in Japan to specialize in cancer. It was known the world over as one of the world’s top class institutes in bioscience. In January 2001, it had the honor of receiving His Imperial Highness Prince Hitachi as Honorary President (1). So he knew that his mother would be in good hands at the institute.
“I told your sister this when I spoke to her earlier. I want both of you to call up your doctor and tell them that you want to schedule a mammogram. It‘ll take a couple of months to get in.”
Shuichi stopped himself from nodding as his brain processed what he had just been told. “Both of us?”
“Yes. You and your sister.”
Shuichi blinked.
When he came out, or more accurately when he was forced to come out, there were those in the family who started giving his parents the cold shoulder. Worse were those who blamed his mother for his “turning gay”. They claimed that she “must have done a rotten job as a mother” to have a son who would “decide” one day out of the blue that he was going to turn down the opportunity to have a normal life with a wife who could give him a son in favor of some “playboy floozy”.
“How can you allow him to continue gallivanting around town like that? He’s a disgrace to the family!” they would demand.
Every time, his mother would just smile and say proudly, “How? Because he is my son and I love him. What kind of mother would I be if I judged him based on something as superficial as who he chooses to love?”
She said that, but that did not stop her from teasing him relentlessly about how she now had “two daughters”. But just because he was gay did not mean that he suddenly turned into a female. “I understand Maiko going, but I’m a guy.”
“That doesn’t matter.
Shuichi blinked. Now he was confused. “Why?”
“Men as well as women can get breast cancer, Shuichi.”
“Really?” He never knew that.
“It’s more common in women because during puberty a girl's ovaries make female hormones, causing breast ducts to grow, lobules to form at the ends of ducts, and the amount of stroma to increase. In males, hormones made by the testicles restrict further growth of breast tissue. Breast cancer is less common in men because their breast duct cells are less developed than those of women and because their breast cells are not constantly exposed to the growth-promoting effects of female hormones (2). ”
Shuichi’s head was spinning. Most of the time, he forgot that his mother had been a nurse, but then there were times like these where the knowledge slapped him upside the head. “Uh…”
Knowing her son all too well, Mrs. Shindou giggled. “Just contact your doctor okay? It’s better to be safe than sorry. Tell him that malignant cells were found in your mother’s left breast and that you‘d like to have a mammogram done.”
Truthfully, he did not feel as if he had anything to worry about. Maiko, as a girl, had a higher chance of developing breast cancer than he did. But then again…Shuichi glanced over his shoulder at his daughter who seemed to be painting her highchair with the syrup. “Alright.” If for nothing else than he would do it for his daughter.
“It’s something that you should have done every couple of years anyway just like when you go in for your prostate exam…You do go in for your prostate exam, don’t you Shuichi?”
Shuichi could feel his face go up in flames. “Uh, yeah, Ma.”
Behind him, Eiri chuckled. Shuichi had a very thorough prostate exam every single night. Several times a night in fact on some occasions.
Knowing his husband all too well, Shuichi raised his foot and lowered it as hard as he could onto his Eiri’s foot. He smirked when he heard Eiri curse under his breath.
“Good.”
Shuichi could hear a sudden noise over the line.
“Oh, your sister’s here. I gotta go. She and Gina taking me out for brunch.”
“Oo!”
“Give my granddaughter a kiss for me.”
“I will.”
“Alright. I love you, sweetie.”
“Love you, too, Ma. Bye.” Biting his lip, Shuichi stared down at the receiver that suddenly blurred behind a veil of tears. He hoped his mother was going to be alright. A sob escaped into the quietness of the condo.
Eiri stepped forward and enveloped his lithe lover into his arms.
---TBC---
1. True place. It’s in the Koto ward of Tokyo. Find out about the JFCR at: jfcr (dot) or (dot) jp (slash) English (slash)
2. Found at: Cancer (dot) org. Search for “what is male breast cancer?”
Preview: “What Do You See?”
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my mom. She went in for her mammogram at the end of June and when she came home, she said that she had to go in for a biopsy because they suspected that she might have cancer. What they found were malignant cells in her left breast. So now, she’s going to go to Roswell here in Buffalo, NY on the 30 of July to see what her options are.
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: Shuichi and Eiri are working things out after a mistake on both of their parts nearly ended their five-year relationship. But what about Bad Luck? What does the future hold for them?
Chapter Summary: As if the turmoil surrounding the band wasn’t bad enough, Shuichi receives devastating news.
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
Insert: --
A/N: ferler, Acherona, KyoHana, sun‘s and stars, lilgurlanima, secret hidden within me for your reviews. I want to also say thank you to those who wished me a happy birthday. Thank you! I’m glad nobody asked me how old I was because then I’d have to kill you. LOL! In honor of today being the 24 of July and my mother’s birthday, I decided to switch chapter 34 (“Things Couldn‘t Get Any Worse”) with what had originally been 27 (“Whipped”). This deals with a very series subject.
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Chapter 27: Things Couldn’t Get Any Worse
Her stride up the front walk to her house halted mid-movement. The stack of mail was instantly forgotten as the return address of the topmost white business-sized envelope caught her attention. Foundation Radiology Group. She lifted the slim envelope up from the pile with her free hand. Never taking her purple gaze that her only son had inherited from the trembling envelope, she clasped the rest of that day’s mail under her arm. She wiggled an unsteady finger under the loose flap at the corner and tore the top of the envelope open. Gulping, she reached in and pulled out a sheet of unlined paper that had been folded lengthwise thrice. She had to hold the shaky paper tightly with both of her hands in order to read what was typed on the sheet of paper
“Dear Mrs. Shindou,” she read silently. “The left breast biopsy you had on July 18 did in…deed…show…”
The mail she had been hugging under her arm slid slowly out of her grasp and down her side.
The mother to Japan’s hottest pop star buried her face in her hands. Her lithe body shook as silent sobs wracked her body.
Long forgotten, the mail fluttered to the ground around her, entrapping her in a sea of white.
+--+---+
A Couple Weeks Later
Eiri was quietly sipping his tea at the dining room table as his husband and two-year-old daughter finished eating their breakfast. Eating was a relative term though as Sayo had more food on her than in her. She was becoming more and more like her daddy. The outlook for the future was not one he was looking forward to.
The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted the quiet morning.
He watched as Shuichi stuffed the last of his toast into his mouth before pushing his chair back and dusting the crumbs off his hands, sauntered into the kitchen to answer the phone. “Moshi. Moshi,” he heard Shuichi say. “…Yeah…Oh! Hey, Ma. What’s up?”
Eiri turned his attention back to his daughter who, in her attempt to stuff a piece of pancake into her mouth, had dribbled the syrup she had insisted on drowning it in down the front of her pajama top. Good thing it was Shuichi’s turn to do the laundry. Though, now that he thought about it, doing laundry would probably be a lot less of a hassle than trying to clean Sayo up.
“…Oh that’s right. Maiko said something about that…“ There was a gasp. “They what?”
Alarmed by the panic in his husband’s voice, Eiri glanced sharply over his shoulder into the kitchen. Shuichi had his back to him.
“Malignant cells?”
Eiri froze.
“What‘s…? Oh, God,” Shuichi moaned.
Pushing slowly out of his chair, Eiri silently walked up behind Shuichi.
Feeling woozy, Shuichi had to grab hold of the bar top before him to keep from dropping to the floor. Pulling out the nearest bar stool, he collapsed down into it just as his knees buckled beneath him.
“So,” his mother continued, “I go to the JFCR on the thirtieth to talk to them about what my options are.”
Shuichi nodded distantly.
Established in 1908, The Japanese Foundation for Cancer Research was the first institute in Japan to specialize in cancer. It was known the world over as one of the world’s top class institutes in bioscience. In January 2001, it had the honor of receiving His Imperial Highness Prince Hitachi as Honorary President (1). So he knew that his mother would be in good hands at the institute.
“I told your sister this when I spoke to her earlier. I want both of you to call up your doctor and tell them that you want to schedule a mammogram. It‘ll take a couple of months to get in.”
Shuichi stopped himself from nodding as his brain processed what he had just been told. “Both of us?”
“Yes. You and your sister.”
Shuichi blinked.
When he came out, or more accurately when he was forced to come out, there were those in the family who started giving his parents the cold shoulder. Worse were those who blamed his mother for his “turning gay”. They claimed that she “must have done a rotten job as a mother” to have a son who would “decide” one day out of the blue that he was going to turn down the opportunity to have a normal life with a wife who could give him a son in favor of some “playboy floozy”.
“How can you allow him to continue gallivanting around town like that? He’s a disgrace to the family!” they would demand.
Every time, his mother would just smile and say proudly, “How? Because he is my son and I love him. What kind of mother would I be if I judged him based on something as superficial as who he chooses to love?”
She said that, but that did not stop her from teasing him relentlessly about how she now had “two daughters”. But just because he was gay did not mean that he suddenly turned into a female. “I understand Maiko going, but I’m a guy.”
“That doesn’t matter.
Shuichi blinked. Now he was confused. “Why?”
“Men as well as women can get breast cancer, Shuichi.”
“Really?” He never knew that.
“It’s more common in women because during puberty a girl's ovaries make female hormones, causing breast ducts to grow, lobules to form at the ends of ducts, and the amount of stroma to increase. In males, hormones made by the testicles restrict further growth of breast tissue. Breast cancer is less common in men because their breast duct cells are less developed than those of women and because their breast cells are not constantly exposed to the growth-promoting effects of female hormones (2). ”
Shuichi’s head was spinning. Most of the time, he forgot that his mother had been a nurse, but then there were times like these where the knowledge slapped him upside the head. “Uh…”
Knowing her son all too well, Mrs. Shindou giggled. “Just contact your doctor okay? It’s better to be safe than sorry. Tell him that malignant cells were found in your mother’s left breast and that you‘d like to have a mammogram done.”
Truthfully, he did not feel as if he had anything to worry about. Maiko, as a girl, had a higher chance of developing breast cancer than he did. But then again…Shuichi glanced over his shoulder at his daughter who seemed to be painting her highchair with the syrup. “Alright.” If for nothing else than he would do it for his daughter.
“It’s something that you should have done every couple of years anyway just like when you go in for your prostate exam…You do go in for your prostate exam, don’t you Shuichi?”
Shuichi could feel his face go up in flames. “Uh, yeah, Ma.”
Behind him, Eiri chuckled. Shuichi had a very thorough prostate exam every single night. Several times a night in fact on some occasions.
Knowing his husband all too well, Shuichi raised his foot and lowered it as hard as he could onto his Eiri’s foot. He smirked when he heard Eiri curse under his breath.
“Good.”
Shuichi could hear a sudden noise over the line.
“Oh, your sister’s here. I gotta go. She and Gina taking me out for brunch.”
“Oo!”
“Give my granddaughter a kiss for me.”
“I will.”
“Alright. I love you, sweetie.”
“Love you, too, Ma. Bye.” Biting his lip, Shuichi stared down at the receiver that suddenly blurred behind a veil of tears. He hoped his mother was going to be alright. A sob escaped into the quietness of the condo.
Eiri stepped forward and enveloped his lithe lover into his arms.
---TBC---
1. True place. It’s in the Koto ward of Tokyo. Find out about the JFCR at: jfcr (dot) or (dot) jp (slash) English (slash)
2. Found at: Cancer (dot) org. Search for “what is male breast cancer?”
Preview: “What Do You See?”
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my mom. She went in for her mammogram at the end of June and when she came home, she said that she had to go in for a biopsy because they suspected that she might have cancer. What they found were malignant cells in her left breast. So now, she’s going to go to Roswell here in Buffalo, NY on the 30 of July to see what her options are.