A Mangled Affair | By : loche606 Category: Gravitation > General Views: 4095 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Yuki looked down at the brown haired man raging in front of him. He backed up and allowed them to enter. Ryuichi grabbed Shuu’s hand and led him into the house. They walked past the blonde, and when he saw their hands linked, he reached up and smacked them apart. Shuu immediately backed away, but Ryu moved forward and shoved Yuki backward into the door. He grabbed Shuu’s hand again and walked into Yuki’s bedroom without a look back.
Shuu, however, continued to look over his shoulder at the man still leaning against the door. When they got into the bedroom, Shuu got his bag and began to pack it full of his stuff. Ryu sat down on the bed and watched him pack. Shuu looked at the door and saw Yuki there. He stopped packing and looked at the man. Yuki stared back, not saying a word. From the corner of his eye he could see Ryuichi stand up.
“Hey, no need to get hostile again.” Yuki said, raising his hands. “I’m not going to try anything. I just want to talk to Shuuichi. Alone. I promise I won’t even touch him.”
Shuuichi was so startled by hearing his name spoken by Yuki, and so softly, that he nodded at Ryuichi, and said it was alright for the older singer to leave. Ryu stood up and walked into the living room, glaring at Yuki as he passed.
“Shuuichi, look.” Yuki began. “I’m really really sorry. What I did was stupid, and I want you to forgive me.”
“Yuki it is too late for you to apologize.” The pink haired man said. “I am not coming back to you.”
“I didn’t ask you to.” Yuki said, a little harshly. “I just don’t want you to go on completely hating me.” He said the last part quietly.
Shuu looked at him, slightly confused. “I don’t hate you Yuki, I could never hate you.” He said. “I just hate what you did.”
“I know, and what I did was wrong, and I want to hear you say that you forgive me.”
Shuu looked into Yuki’s eyes and saw that the blonde was totally sincere. Shuu looked away and began to pack more of his things.
“I don’t know if I am ready to say that yet Yuki.” He said, intentionally avoiding the taller man’s gaze.
“Hey,” Yuki said, taking a step closer. “It isn’t like you did nothing wrong here. In case you forgot, you were in the wrong first, and don’t you dare try to deny that.” Yuki almost whispered the last few words.
“I know that Yuki, but what you did was so much worse, and until you understand why, I can’t possibly be around you.”
Yuki’s eyes opened wide and he stared at the pink haired man. Shuuichi really was leaving him. He wasn’t going to just forgive and forget as he had hoped. Yuki realized in that instant that he really had blown it.
“I’m just afraid to lose you now.” He said, barely audible.
Shuu looked at him again, his eyes tearing up a little. He walked to Yuki and placed a gentle kiss on the man’s warm lips. Yuki went to put an arm around him, but Shuu pulled back, startled.
“You should have thought of that before now, Yuki.” He said, zipping up his bag and walking past Yuki into the living room. Ryu was sitting on the couch, and when he saw Shuu walk out, he jumped up and came over to the pink haired singer. He grabbed the bag from him and led him to the door. Shuu hesitated, looking back at Yuki, who was standing in the kitchen. He wasn’t sure, but he thought Yuki might have been crying. Even though he was standing as he always stood, his arms folded over his chest, Shuu could clearly see tracks of the glint of tears on his cheeks. He resisted the urge to walk back into the tall man’s arms, and let Ryu pull him out the door.
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Yuki watched them leave, Ryuichi pulling on his Shuuichi. He felt the warmness on his face, and became aware that he was crying. He allowed the tears to flow for a few minutes after the door had shut before wiping his eyes on a kitchen towel. He pulled out his bottle of whiskey and took a few swallows from it. As the liquid burned his throat and stomach, he calmed himself. Touma had been right. He should not have made himself seem weak to Shuuichi, but seeing the pink haired man again had filled him with emotions that he never thought he could have. He genuinely did not want to lose Shuuichi. It hurt him to think that he could have lost the only person (other than Seguchi Touma) that would ever love him unconditionally. He took a few more swallows from the bottle and slammed it back down on the counter. He dropped to his knees and put his hands on the floor. He closed his eyes and let out one sob. He was angry with himself for being stupid enough to lose Shuuichi in the first place. He sat on all fours for another minute, trying to compose himself enough to stand. Finally he did, swaying a bit from the sudden intake of whiskey. Steadying himself on the counter, he grabbed the bottle and took another long drink from it, finishing it off. He threw the bottle in the sink, and it shattered there, but Yuki didn’t care. He was more concerned that it had been empty. He looked in the cabinets, looking for the other bottle. He stopped, realizing that he had just finished the other bottle. He stumbled into the living room and threw himself on the couch. As he was passing out, he heard someone ring the doorbell and then pound on the door.
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Ryuichi and Shuu got into the taxi and Ryu put his arm around Shuu’s shoulders. Shuu shrugged it off and slid to the other side of the backseat, staring out the window. Hurt registered in Ryu’s blue eyes and he pulled Kuma up to his chest pulling the bunny’s ear into his mouth and nibbling on it. He sat that way, curled in on himself, his eyes pooly. Shuu sighed and looked at him. When he saw the look on the brown haired man’s face, his heart melted.
“Ryuichi?” He asked gently, “Are you alright?”
“Do you not want me touching you Shuuichi?” He asked, his voice shaky and very hurt.
“Did I do something wrong? Or did Kuma?”
Shuuichi smiled sweetly at him. He slid back across the backseat, realizing what had happened. He wrapped his arms around Ryu’s neck and Ryu brought one arm around and put it around Shuu’s waist, pulling him close. Shuu felt something pressing into his chest and reached down, pulling the bunny out from between them and placing it on top of Ryu’s head.
“I don’t want anything between us right now.” He said, and Ryu giggled.
“Does someone want to be close to me right now na no da?” He said.
“Always.”
Ryu brought his other arm around and locked his hands together around the pink haired man. Shuu lay his head against Ryu’s chest and they rode that way back to Ryu’s apartment. When they got there, Ryu paid the driver, Kuma still perched on his head, and grabbed Shuu’s bag from the trunk. They walked up and went into the house. Ryu took the bag straight to the bed room and Shuu followed. Ryu threw the bag on the bed and opened it. He started pulling out clothes. He entertained Shuu for the next hour trying on Shuu’s clothes and strutting around the room. Shuu looked down at Kuma, who was now sitting on the bed and it seemed to Shuu that the bunny was looking at him reproachfully for letting Ryu be so silly.
“Sorry Kuma-chan,” He said, picking up the bunny and snuggling with it. “This isn’t my fault.” He chuckled at the fact that he was talking to the plushie, and he set it down, and stood up. Ryu looked at him, smiling. He was currently wearing a very short pair of shorts, and a very thin tank top. Shuu had rarely seen him look hotter, and he walked to the man with an appraising look on his face.
“It looks good on you Ryu.” He said biting his lip. Ryu beamed. He turned in a circle to let Shuu look at all of him.
“It looks good on you, yes, but it would look better on the floor.” Shuu said lustily.
“Such drive my Shuuichi has na no da.” He said “But can he keep up with the master, Ryu-chan?”
He tackled the pink haired man and covered his face with kisses. Shuu didn’t even try to stop him. He needed this after the morning he had. Ryu began to kiss him a bit more seriously and urgently. Shuu could hear little moans escaping his lover’s mouth as he kissed up and down Shuu’s neck and jaw. Ryu rolled so that he was directly on top of Shuu, straddling his legs, an arm on either side of Shuu’s head. Shuu liked the weight of Ryuichi on him. He wrapped his arms lightly around Ryu’s back and let the man lick his neck. He ran his hands up and down the brown haired man’s back, and he could feel the beginning of an erection pressing against his thigh. Ryu grinded against Shuu and sucked his neck gently. Shuu grabbed Ryuichi’s ass and rolled him over, ending on top. He pulled his shirt off of Ryu and began to give attention to his nipples. Ryu arched his back, as Shuu pulled the soft skin into his mouth between teeth and nibbled it gently. Ryu moaned loudly, and reached down, feeling on Shuu’s erection through the pants he wore. Shuu deftly unbuttoned the shorts Ryu had on, and pulled them down, knowing Ryu to be naked under them. When they were off, Shuu wrapped his hand around Ryu’s length and began to stroke it. Ryu reached up and pulled open the drawer on his dresser. Feeling around for a minute he came back out with a bottle of strawberry flavored lube. Shuu looked at him with a smile on his face.
“Ryuichi.” He purred. “You have my favorite flavor.”
Ryu grinned and reached up, tucking some loose pink strands of hair behind Shuu’s ear. Shuu grabbed the bottle of lube from his lover’s hand and squeezed some out into his hand. He rubbed his hands together to warm the gel and grabbed Ryuichi’s dick, his hand sliding up and down. Ryu rocked his hips gently, and moaned a little. Shuu leaned down and used his tongue to tease the head a little bit. Ryuichi whimpered, which made Shuu wrap his mouth around Ryu’s organ and take it all the way into his throat. The older man called out and pushed his pelvis up into Shuu’s mouth, silently begging for Shuu. He grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed a few drops of the cold gel directly onto Ryuichi’s entrance. Ryu moaned loudly, and Shuu tongued the hole, licking some of the lube off. He then sat up, and while he stroked Ryu, he pushed a finger inside the man. He worked it in and out a few times, and added a second one. He looked at Ryuichi and saw the brown haired man had his eyes closed tightly, and he was biting his lip. Shuu pumped Ryuichi’s cock a little more, and then stopped long enough to pull off his clothes. He stroked his own erection a few times, using the lube already on his hand to lube himself. He positioned his dick and pushed it slowly into Ryuichi. He heard a moan escape his own lips as he started to slowly thrust into the man beneath him.
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Fujisaki Suguru held onto the red haired man that was driving the bike, as they rode through town. Hiro had said he wanted to see Shindou-san, and so they were on their way to Yuki Eiri’s house. Suguru didn’t particularly care to see either one of them, seeing as how he didn’t really like either one of them. But Hiro was his boy toy now, so he had to keep him happy. They pulled up in front of the author’s house and Hiro parked the bike and got off. Suguru got off as well, and flattened his hair. The motorcycle was exciting, but it played hell on his hair and clothes. He looked down and smoothed his shirt, and buttoned the few buttons that had come loose.
“You look fine.” Hiro said, smirking at the green haired boy.
“I know.” Suguru said, his eyebrows raised. “But a man can never be too sure.”
Hiro put an arm around Suguru’s shoulder and they walked to the door. Hiro rang the bell and they stood there waiting. Hiro then banged on the door. A few minutes went by and Suguru began to get bored.
“Let’s go.” He said, grabbing the tall man’s arm and tugging. He was annoyed to see that, even though he was pulling as hard as he could, Hiro didn’t budge. Not an inch.
“I am not going anywhere until I see Shuuichi. I am kinda worried about him.” Hiro said.
Suguru rolled his eyes at the man. Shindou-san was always causing him trouble at work, and now he couldn’t even get a little action because Hiro needed to see the pink haired nuisance. Suguru could feel his annoyance building. He thought for a second, and then his expression cleared. He smiled.
“Hiro,” He said, angelically. “Hiro, can we please go?” He said, moving in front of Hiro and snuggling into his chest.
Hiro looked down at him and a smile played on his lips. He looked into the boy’s brown eyes and wondered why it was so hard for him to resist the boy’s charms.
“Do you have something else you want to do Suguru?” He asked coyly.
Suguru didn’t hesitate when he said “Yes, I do.” He reached up and ran his finger along Hiro’s bottom lip. Hiro could feel his legs getting weak and he knew it was no use. He grabbed Suguru by the wrist, and led him back to the bike. When they got there, Hiro spun him around and pulled him close, easily overpowering him and leaned down and kissed the keyboardist deeply. They parted lips and Hiro climbed on the bike, Suguru behind him and they left. As the wind hit Suguru’s face, he smiled. He had gotten his way again. That is why he liked Hiro. He was so easily manipulated.
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Ryuichi was holding on to Shuu’s arms as the younger singer thrust deeply inside of him. Shuu’s hand was pumping Ryu’s dick fast, to keep with the rhythm his own hips here keeping. Shuu was hitting the prostate with every thrust, and Ryu writhed beneath him.
“Shuuichi, kimochi ii!” He panted. “Hayaku, hayaku!”
Shuu sped up both his hips and his hand, and he was suddenly climaxing, coming inside of Ryuichi. At close to the same time, Ryu also came. He wrapped his arms around Shuu tightly, and bucked his hips a few more times, the orgasm flooding his body. Shuuichi collapsed on him and he lay that way, panting with Ryu’s arms around him. Their breathing became steady again, and Shuu finally pulled out of Ryuichi.
“See what happens when you wear my clothes?” He said with a giggle.
“If that happens when I wear your clothes, I am gonna wear them every day.” Ryu said back. Shuu went into the bathroom and got a washcloth, which he wetted and brought back into the bedroom. He used it to clean Ryuichi and himself. He noticed the clock read six thirty three. It was already the evening. Where had the day gone? Ryuichi got up, put his own clothes back on, and Shuu did the same. They went out to the living room and started thinking about dinner.
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Yuki opened one eye warily. He was in the semi-darkness, lying on his couch. He couldn’t see much because of the haze in his eyes from the hangover he was suffering from again. He sat up and put his head in his hands. He felt like his brain was going to come through his ears. He leaned back and closed his eyes again. Suddenly cool hands stroked his neck gently. He smiled, and sighed. When he opened his eyes, it wasn’t Shuuichi, but Touma that was standing above him. He allowed Touma to continue that gentle massage.
“What time is it?” He asked, his voice a croak.
“It is a little past six thirty, Eiri-san.” Touma said softly. “Have you been drinking all day?”
“Just since he left.” Yuki said bitterly, anger playing on his fair features.
Touma’s hands stopped moving. The happiness left his face and he was instantly angry.
“Since who left Eiri-san?” He asked, already knowing the answer.
“Shuuichi and Sakuma-san.” Yuki replied hotly.
Before Yuki could say another word, Touma had already put on his shoes and walked out the door. He climbed into his car and pulled out of the driveway, speeding away from Yuki’s place. He was steaming. Ryuichi had gotten what he wanted, and Touma what he wanted, shouldn’t that be the end of this? Why was he letting Shuuichi continue to interfere with Eiri? Shuu coming back to Eiri was something that was not going to happen. He was going to see to that himself.
Seguchi Touma shifted gears and flew down the highway toward Ryuichi’s apartment.
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Well yet another one done. I wanna thank all the people who have read, and taken the time to review this. How will i learn if i dont get reviews right? Well anyways.. i hope you enjoyed this chapter, cause i liked writing it
Japanese-
Kimochi ii- that feels good
Hayaku-faster
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