The Body Switch

Sooooo sorry for the not putting this up sooner but I have been swamped with classes. to to the wise NEVER take summer classes! Anywho there is a bit of a lime in this chapter. I\'m trying to make them longer. As always Read and review. I love reviews!! Thanks.

Chapter 3

Shuichi slammed the door shut, the noise of resounding throughout the empty apartment. He had been released from the hospital the day after the accident, with the standard warnings to take it easy.
= How does Eiri survive with this ulcer? = Shuichi thought to himself. His stomach was a mess; the meds he had to take were driving him crazy. But if he didn\'t take them, then he would have to deal with either Mika-san or Seguchi-san getting after him. It also didn’t help that Eiri, would remind him every time he would visit. If this is how they treated Eiri no wonder he hated when they butted into his life.
He had just come back from the hospital. Eire was making a slow but steady recovery although it would be another week before he would be released. Shuichi had visited everyday for the past three weeks. He would usually just sit in the chair next to Eiri talk, about everything. Everything but, what was on their minds. =What were they going to do? = Every night Shuichi would go to bed hoping he was in his own body. He didn\'t care if he would be in pain he hated seeing Eiri in it. He missed looking into Eiri\'s eyes, not from them.
Walking into the kitchen, Shuichi headed for the fridge and found it full. Tohma or Mika-san must have been by; they had wanted Shichi to stay with them, but he felt more comfortable around the apartment. He needed to sleep in their bed, just to smell Eiri\'s pillow as he went to bed. He would sometimes sit curled up in Eiri\'s computer chair and just zone out. He was technically back to work, if under wraps by Tohma. He was still expected to write new songs for the up coming album. With an inward groan, Shuichi remembered the phone call he had that morning with Eiri\'s editor.

Flashback

The phone rang incessantly through the apartment. Shuichi ran to pick it up, a towel loosely tied around his waist. He was soaked from the shower and he was running behind, he wanted to be at the hospital in less than an hour and the phone was just not listening. Picking up the receiver Shuichi sighed,

“Moshi, Moshi.\"
“Ahh, Eiri-san, I\'m glad I caught you at home. I just wanted to tell you that I had returned from my vacation and I was wondering if you would like to meet to discuss the latest chapter.\"
=Shit! It\'s Eiri\'s Editor....what am I going to do? = Shuichi thought.
\". . . \"
“Eiri-san, are you there?\'
=She\'s getting pissed I know it. =
In a panic Shuichi hung up the phone. = Great now Eiri is going to be made that I was rude to his editor. = Heading to the bedroom, Shuichi got dressed and groaned when he heard the phone again. = I\'m not answering that.....what if it\'s the hospital...=
“Moshi, moshi.\" he said softly.
“Eiri-san, I\'m sorry we must have gotten cut off. How about we meet at the usual cafe in an hour to discuss the book? I am anxious to hear from you.\" = the woman just didn\'t quit! =
“I’m sorry; Eiri\'s not available at the moment please call back later.\"
“Is this some kind of a jo-?!\" hanging up the phone Shuichi grabbed the keys and locked aparapartment.
end flashback

\"Aniki, your home.\"
\"EEEEP!\" Shuichi jumped and hit his head on the top of the fridge. Rubbing his head he wondered if he would ever get used to being tall. “Ouch.\"
“Sorry Aniki. Thought you knew I was here.\" Tatusha said leaning against the door jamb. He looked so much like Eiri it hurt. Turning away from the dark haired reminder, Shuichi said, pouting
“For the last time Tatusha, I\'m Shuichi, not Eiri.\"
Tatusha rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen. “So you keep saying, yet you don\'t offer any proof.\"
Shuichi narrowed his eyes, just imaging what proof Tatusha wanted.
“Oh stop pouting Aniki; you don\'t look right when you pout.\" Tatusha said grabbing food from the fridge. “Sit down I\'ll make you something to eat.\"
Sitting in a bar stool at the island in the kitchen, Shuichi said, “I’m not pouting, my stomach is bothering me.\"
\"Ulcer?\" Tatusha asked as he chopped the vegetables.
“Yeah.\" Shucihi said softly.
Tatusha nodded and finished making supper in peace. Setting the plate in front of Shuichi, Tatusha smiled encouragingly, “Eat up, he\'ll be home soon. I know your missing him. You are always cagey when he goes on tour. Before you know it everything will be back to normal.\"
Although it made Shuichi happy that Eiri missed him when he went on tour, Shuichi was more worried about what was going to happen when he got home. Looking at Tatusha his lip trembling Shuichi turned watery golden eyes, on Tatusha, “Will it?\"
Tatusha\'s eyes widened, “Aniki...I have never seen you cry before...\"
“FOR THE LAST TIME I AM SHUICHI!\" he cried. Groaning Shuichi felt his stomach turn. Falling weakly he leaned against the counter his hand over his mouth, as he tried to avoid vomiting.
Someone was taking him to the living room. Sitting down he looked to see Tohma next to him.
“Tohma-san how did you-?\"
\"Shh, don\'t talk.\" Tohma said leaving his side. Shuichi leaned his head agianst bac back of the sofa. Closing his eyes he tried to calm down. He could hear Tohma and Tatusha arguing in the other room.
\"-regardless of what you believe, I will not have you upsetting him. If that ulcer acts up because of you, I don\'t care if you’re my brother in law Tatusha.\" Tohma seemed pissed although his voice was cold.
“Tohma-san please understand I really thought it was Eiri joking,
“When have you known Eiri to joke?\"
Well that certainly was true, Shuichi thought. His mouth tasted like copper. Rubbing the back of his hand against his lips he saw a thin line of blood.
The arguing in the kitchen had quieted down considerably, Tatusha even sounded contrite.
Groaning Shuichi lay down on the sofa, willing the pain in his gut away.
\"Shuichi,\" Tohma said coming into the room. Shuichi felt a gloved hand on his forehead.
\"Are you all right?\"
Nodding Shuichi said, \"I think I\'ll be okay. But I really don\'t know how Eiri puts up with this.\"
A pained looked passed across Tohma\'s usually calm features.
\"I\'ll be right back, you just rest now.\"
\" Tohma-san, please don\'t get angry with Tatusha, he\'s just a kid. I barely believe this myself.\"
A strangely contemplative look crossed Tohma\'s face as he looked back at Shuichi. Without a word he left the room. Shuichi let out a small groan. The pain was too much, but he didn\'t want to go to the hospital for it. = It\'s not your body, if something is wrong with Eiri\'s body then you have to go and check it out. = his mind reasoned.
Closing his eyes Shuichi lay there silent aside from his breathing. He felt the sofa dip as someone sat down next to him.
“I’m sorry, Shuichi. I should have known better.\" Tatusha said quietly. Shuichi opened his eyes and looked at Tatusha. \"It\'s a difficult story to believe Tatusha. Anyone would have trouble believing it.\" Shuichi said not really in the mood to think or comfort, but needing something to focus on other than pain.
Tohma came back into the room with a cool cloth. The thought of Tohma doing anything for anyone, let alone something this domestic boggled Shuichi\'s mind.
\"Tohma, I think, I should go to the hospital.\" Shuichi whispered softly. The cloth stilled on hid forehead. With a nod he and Tatusha, helped Shuichi up and guided him to Tohma\'s car heading back to the one place Shuichi really didn\'t want to go.

* * *
Three hours later Shuichi was taken home by Tatusha who had become quite accommodating to Shuichi. Tatusha helped him get into bed then left him, taking a place on the couch.
The last thing Shuichi thought about was Eiri. Clutching his lover’s pillow, Shuichi cried himself to sleep as he had every night for the past three weeks.

* * *
The last three weeks passed with aching slowness. Time crawled while Eiri healed. His head was getting better. The scar was not bad and hair was starting to grow, a fine brown patch covered that side of his head, all but around the scar. When the hair grew back in completely it would cover the scar.

Shuichi had just left. He had been there everyday, talking and talking about everything he thought Eiri might want to hear. He babbled more than usual. He was terrified and he didn\'t hide it well. Eiri was unnerved. =God knows what he is doing with my body. = Eiri thought chewing a piece of nicotine gum, it wasn\'t a smoke but at least it stemmed the cravings. The brat had actually done something right. That was uncalled for, over the past three weeks Shuichi had been there in his own annoying way and, for better or worse his presence actually calmed Eiri. They still hadn\'t talked about what had happened. Any time the accident was mentioned; Shuichi would tear and look so pathetic. He never realized the emotions that could be seen in his own golden eyes. It was disturbing, seeing his body, folded in the weirdest ways as Shuichi tried to hide in the chair next to him.

Eiri knew that the ulwas was bothering Shuichi; he could see him hiding the pain. =Baka is going to destroy my body before I get it back....if I get it back. = Eiri sighed and looked out the window at the night sky. After so long being in this body, Eiri didn\'t hold out much hope that he would ever be in his body again. The pain was less in this body now. The first week had been nothinre tre than a haze of painkillers. They had had to operate once more to relieve the pressure. Shuichi had been sick at that. Eiri knew; he had seen the fear in his eyes and the tears he didn\'t bother to hide. At first Eiri had thought that All Shuichi was worried about was his body. At that point though he didn\'t really care his head was so sore it felt like there was something trying to push its way out of his head.

After, when he had awoken he saw Shu standing there over him. Eiri had never thought his face could show such vulnerability, but there it was. Eiri had smiled weakly at Shu, anything just to get that look off his face. It worked. Shu lit up like a stage.

They had had to operate on the other side of his head so Eiri was now effectively bald. It was str he he missed the pink hair more than Shu did. Shu just smiled and said it would grow back. =Damn that boy and his optimism. = Eiri thought halfheartedly. Three more days and he could go home. His collarbone was healed, and the cast on his thigh would be removed in another few weeks. But at least he would be home. As much as it pained him to admit, Eiri wanted to go home and hold Shuichi. = but how can I do that when his body is right here? = Eiri looked up at the moon outside and was reminded of that song the Shu had written for him. It was sappy and poorly constructed but Eiri would catch himself humming it sometimes. Especially when Shuichi was on tour and he was alone, supposed to be doing work. Then the gaki would come home, with an ear piercinreecreech and launch into a long uninterrupted stream of speech about his time, where ever he had gone.

Baka had the nasty ability of being able to speak in one breath; the only time he would stop was when Eiri kissed him. At least then he would gasp and fill his lungs with air. And what started as a simple kiss would never end that way. Eiri would begin to pull away and he would feel Shuichi\'s hands in his hair pulling him closer, moaning against his lips. Then Shuichi would slip his tongue into his mouth. Eiri would somehow manage to get them into their room before he took him. They would land in a pile on the bed, neither one wanting to break contact with the other. Shuichi\'s hands would be everywhere, never satisfied always exploring.

They would make love hard and fast the first time. Eiri stripping Shu of his clothes, and licking every inch before quickly prepping Shu for him. Shuichi would grind his hips at the air begging, pleading to be filled. Eiri would drive He would drive Shu crazy. Teasing him. Until, without warning fill his lover. Shu would cry out and clench around him. Eiri sometimes marveled at how long he managed to last that first time after being away for so long. The second would be just as impassioned but not as urgent. The third was always the best. They would both be so sated but unable to get enough of one another they would just touch each other. Eiri let out a small moan, remembering the feel of his lover\'s body as it moved under him. Looking away from the window Eiri noticed a familiar bulge.

With a bit of maneuvering he was able to hide it. Eiri may have a private room, and the thought of someone seeing him aroused was not the problem, it was what aroused him that made it embarrassing. With an inward groan, Eclosclosed his eyes willing himself to sleep. His thoughts as always on Shuichi. =Can our relationship survive this? = he asked himself before sleep blessedly took him.