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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
50
Views:
4,318
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
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Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
39: A Sojourn into the Fashion World
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: On the way home from Shuichi’s first fashion show, he asks Eiri for his opinion
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
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A/N: Thank you to lilgurlanima, ferler, fahaar, David boreanaz’s wife247, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, deathangelassassin21 for your reviews. You guys are great! Here we go people. Another chapter. Enjoy!
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Chapter 39: A Sojourn into the Fashion World
Japan Fashion Week - Leaving Minato, Tokyo, Japan - In Route to Chiyoda, Tokyo, Japan
Because being confined to the house for three months was causing him to go stir crazy and that he was beginning to drive his husband absolutely insane and seeing as his house arrest (as he saw it) was almost over anyway (he only had a few short weeks left), he did not see why he just could not return to work earlier than projected. Of course, to do that he needed his physician’s permission. And of course, his physician, Dr. Koto, had advised against it. He felt Shuichi needed to take it easy for a little while longer. He had just overdose on dextroamphetamine after all.
Eiri had agreed with Shuichi’s primary care physician.
On the other hand, Dr. Takata had not seen anything wrong with the idea as long as Shuichi stuck to the strict ground rules that he laid down.
Shuichi had agreed with Dr. Takata.
It wasn’t as if he had forgotten what had transpired just six short weeks ago. It was just the opposite in fact. He will never forget waking up at the hospital and finding Eiri sitting at his bedside, his eyes bloodshot and red rimmed from crying. He will never forget the haunted look on Eiri’s face he had tried (and failed) to mask as he spewed those harsh words at his idiocy. How could he forget that his daughter had seen her daddy collapsed on the floor under the table? How could he possibly forget the terror that he had seen in Eiri’s eyes when his husband thought he had lost him? No. He will never forget. He will never ever forget. It was something that would stay with him until the day he left this world for the next. It was something he would never forgive himself for.
So many people were inconvenienced because of his stupidity. There was his partner Akihito Nioji and everybody else at “Rei”, his clothing line. There was his partner Hideyuki Asatake who has been helping to develop his perfume “Sai’ai”. There was his music with both Bad Luck and the songs he had on the soundtrack for Who Is It. There was his cameo appearance in the movie itself and the small part in TV Tokyo’s new mecha anime Ghost Whisperer they were producing. When he accidentally overdosed and was placed on forced leave by his doctors, everybody had been forced to pay the price. That was something he could not continue to allow. He had to make it up to all of them, which was why he had been so adamant in making it to tonight’s premiere of his clothing line.
Shuichi turned as much as the seatbelt would allow. “So,” he drawled as he faced his husband who was sitting behind the wheel of his Mercedes-Benz.
“So,” Eiri echoed him perfectly, “what?” He checked the side mirror and seeing his chance, signaled and switched lanes. The last thing he wanted was to wind up in Shibuya when all he wanted was to go to Shuichi’s parents to pick up their daughter and then head home to bed.
Shuichi scoffed. “Eiri,” he scolded.
“What?” Eiri asked in that same uninterested voice.
“What did you think?!” Shuichi cried feeling exasperated. Even after all of these years together, being with Eiri could still be so aggravating.
“About…?”
“My line!”
“Your line?”
“And be honest,” Shuichi added.
“You want my honest opinion?”
“Yes.”
“Fine. In my honest opinion, it was like watching a Victoria’s Secret fashion show.”
Shuichi wasn’t sure how to take that. “…Are you comparing my clothes I slaved over-”
Eiri scoffed. His partner, Akihito, did most of the work. If anything, Shuichi did add some of his own input, but if anyone “slaved” over this clothing line it was Akihito and the others at Rei not Shuichi.
“-to women’s lingerie?”
“No.”
Shuichi breathed a sigh of relief.
“Lingerie covers more.”
“Hey!”
Eiri chuckled. “Though I’m sure…”
Shuichi held his breath.
“…a streetwalker’s John is going to love them.”
Shuichi blinked. When he spied the corner of his husband’s mouth twitch, he narrowed his violet eyes. “Are you making fun of me?”
“Yes. Yes, I am,” Eiri confessed confidently.
“Jerk,” Shuichi said.
Eiri chuckled.
Shuichi slumped down in his seat with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Hey, you’re the one who wanted my honest opinion.”
“Yeah, well,” Shuichi muttered, “most people would’ve lied.”
“Then it wouldn’t’ve been my honest opinion.”
“Whatever,” Shuichi grumbled.
“You should just be grateful.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah.”
“Of what?”
“Dr. Takata and Dr. Koto didn’t have to agree to you going tonight. So, just be thankful for the small reprieves they’ve granted from your ‘house arrest’.”
Just because he was right did not mean that Shuichi had to like it. “I knew I shoulda left you at home and went by myself.”
Eiri chuckled.
“Besides,” Shuichi added slyly, “you didn‘t seem to mind that my clothes covered less than women‘s lingerie the other night.”
Remembering the day Shuichi was referring to all too well; Eiri sat up straighter in his seat and cleared his throat as he concentrated a little too hard on driving through the darkened streets.
Seeing the pinkish tints coloring his husband’s usually pale face, Shuichi smirked in triumph.
---TBC---
Preview: “Blissful Memories”
A/N: Of course because originally this was set earlier on in the story, I had to change a few things within the chapter after I moved it to its present place. What a pain.
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: On the way home from Shuichi’s first fashion show, he asks Eiri for his opinion
Warning: M/M, romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied Shuichi/oc
Insert: --
A/N: Thank you to lilgurlanima, ferler, fahaar, David boreanaz’s wife247, Kaoru Sayuri Kamiya, deathangelassassin21 for your reviews. You guys are great! Here we go people. Another chapter. Enjoy!
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Chapter 39: A Sojourn into the Fashion World
Japan Fashion Week - Leaving Minato, Tokyo, Japan - In Route to Chiyoda, Tokyo, Japan
Because being confined to the house for three months was causing him to go stir crazy and that he was beginning to drive his husband absolutely insane and seeing as his house arrest (as he saw it) was almost over anyway (he only had a few short weeks left), he did not see why he just could not return to work earlier than projected. Of course, to do that he needed his physician’s permission. And of course, his physician, Dr. Koto, had advised against it. He felt Shuichi needed to take it easy for a little while longer. He had just overdose on dextroamphetamine after all.
Eiri had agreed with Shuichi’s primary care physician.
On the other hand, Dr. Takata had not seen anything wrong with the idea as long as Shuichi stuck to the strict ground rules that he laid down.
Shuichi had agreed with Dr. Takata.
It wasn’t as if he had forgotten what had transpired just six short weeks ago. It was just the opposite in fact. He will never forget waking up at the hospital and finding Eiri sitting at his bedside, his eyes bloodshot and red rimmed from crying. He will never forget the haunted look on Eiri’s face he had tried (and failed) to mask as he spewed those harsh words at his idiocy. How could he forget that his daughter had seen her daddy collapsed on the floor under the table? How could he possibly forget the terror that he had seen in Eiri’s eyes when his husband thought he had lost him? No. He will never forget. He will never ever forget. It was something that would stay with him until the day he left this world for the next. It was something he would never forgive himself for.
So many people were inconvenienced because of his stupidity. There was his partner Akihito Nioji and everybody else at “Rei”, his clothing line. There was his partner Hideyuki Asatake who has been helping to develop his perfume “Sai’ai”. There was his music with both Bad Luck and the songs he had on the soundtrack for Who Is It. There was his cameo appearance in the movie itself and the small part in TV Tokyo’s new mecha anime Ghost Whisperer they were producing. When he accidentally overdosed and was placed on forced leave by his doctors, everybody had been forced to pay the price. That was something he could not continue to allow. He had to make it up to all of them, which was why he had been so adamant in making it to tonight’s premiere of his clothing line.
Shuichi turned as much as the seatbelt would allow. “So,” he drawled as he faced his husband who was sitting behind the wheel of his Mercedes-Benz.
“So,” Eiri echoed him perfectly, “what?” He checked the side mirror and seeing his chance, signaled and switched lanes. The last thing he wanted was to wind up in Shibuya when all he wanted was to go to Shuichi’s parents to pick up their daughter and then head home to bed.
Shuichi scoffed. “Eiri,” he scolded.
“What?” Eiri asked in that same uninterested voice.
“What did you think?!” Shuichi cried feeling exasperated. Even after all of these years together, being with Eiri could still be so aggravating.
“About…?”
“My line!”
“Your line?”
“And be honest,” Shuichi added.
“You want my honest opinion?”
“Yes.”
“Fine. In my honest opinion, it was like watching a Victoria’s Secret fashion show.”
Shuichi wasn’t sure how to take that. “…Are you comparing my clothes I slaved over-”
Eiri scoffed. His partner, Akihito, did most of the work. If anything, Shuichi did add some of his own input, but if anyone “slaved” over this clothing line it was Akihito and the others at Rei not Shuichi.
“-to women’s lingerie?”
“No.”
Shuichi breathed a sigh of relief.
“Lingerie covers more.”
“Hey!”
Eiri chuckled. “Though I’m sure…”
Shuichi held his breath.
“…a streetwalker’s John is going to love them.”
Shuichi blinked. When he spied the corner of his husband’s mouth twitch, he narrowed his violet eyes. “Are you making fun of me?”
“Yes. Yes, I am,” Eiri confessed confidently.
“Jerk,” Shuichi said.
Eiri chuckled.
Shuichi slumped down in his seat with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Hey, you’re the one who wanted my honest opinion.”
“Yeah, well,” Shuichi muttered, “most people would’ve lied.”
“Then it wouldn’t’ve been my honest opinion.”
“Whatever,” Shuichi grumbled.
“You should just be grateful.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah.”
“Of what?”
“Dr. Takata and Dr. Koto didn’t have to agree to you going tonight. So, just be thankful for the small reprieves they’ve granted from your ‘house arrest’.”
Just because he was right did not mean that Shuichi had to like it. “I knew I shoulda left you at home and went by myself.”
Eiri chuckled.
“Besides,” Shuichi added slyly, “you didn‘t seem to mind that my clothes covered less than women‘s lingerie the other night.”
Remembering the day Shuichi was referring to all too well; Eiri sat up straighter in his seat and cleared his throat as he concentrated a little too hard on driving through the darkened streets.
Seeing the pinkish tints coloring his husband’s usually pale face, Shuichi smirked in triumph.
---TBC---
Preview: “Blissful Memories”
A/N: Of course because originally this was set earlier on in the story, I had to change a few things within the chapter after I moved it to its present place. What a pain.