Emperor\'s Bride

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gravitation, only this story (it’s not much but hey, it’s a beginning)
Pairings: S/Y slight Su/H
A/N: Yeah, finally done. I’m so happy that I managed it and I have a beta now!!!! Finally someone who can help me with my terrible grammer. But now to something different: This story is not historical correct!!! My brother made me write this because he thought that, if I wanted to update this story, I had to inform the people. He said that the people in the 13th in Japa ever wore this and never made that …..blabla. But I think that stories, and specially fanfics, are more about fantasy thantabout the facts. Tha’s my opinion. So now that I have said/wrote this …… let’s get it on with the chapter!!!

He doesn’t blush like a whore because he ……

Eiri almost swallowed his tongue when he saw the pink haired youth standing
on the other side of the hall. He didn’t really know what to think. Should
he be angry? Should he ask what the boy was doing here? Should he invite him
to take a bath with him? No, that really wasn’t a good idea. After all, the
boy was just a whore, simple as that. That must be the reason why the kid was
here. Ridiculous.

Eiri fully turned around so that he could better face the boy. He didn’t
bother with hiding himself in the bathing water. He was sure the boy had seen a
naked man before. But then, Eiri remembered thinking that the boy was a
virgin when he first visited him in his room; or did Eiri just want it to be the
case? The prince frowned and looked at the boy with a cold stare. He really
didn’t welcome it when people interrupted him while he took a bath. He was a
prince, after all, and nobody had the right to just storm in. Eiri was sure
that Shuichi had come from the servant’s entrance. Maybe Tohma had sent him.
But, why would his father’s advisor do something like that? Sure, Eiri had very
well registered that Tohma had been actually very amused while he had talked
about the boy.

Eiri just stared at Shuichi for a while. He wasn’t sure how to handle the
situation. He began to muster his thoughts, but found himself mute as he took
in the boy’s features. He really didn’t get a chance to do so when he had
visited the boy in his room quite a while ago.

The boy, no the whore... Every time he saw the youth, Eiri had to remind
himself that Shuichi was just a present. He just didn’t seem like a whore,
though. He had often seen whores. Not that he had used their offers of pleasure,
but he had seen them. They always looked filthy, with way too much makeup on
their faces. They did nearly anything to get attention. Eiri imagined that
Shuichi needed much attention too, from the way the boy always seemed so,
excited.

The prince blocked his train of thoughts. He could think of those things
another time, but now he had other things to do. Normally, he would have shouted
at the boy. Would have told him to go away quickly, but not before asking
the servant to throw him a towel. He had done this before to some girl who had
imagined that he would fuck her if she came to him while he was sleeping. He
just didn’t like getting interrupted. But the way the kid looked at him just
now with his cheeks flushed with the loveliest shade of pink; and those huge
pools of clear blue that looked at him almost a little fearful. Eiri was sure
the sea couldn’t look much different from the boy’s eyes. He had never been
to the sea, but the clear blue of those eyes, he could easily drown in them.

But that wonderful shade of eyes weren’t the only thing that was indeed
beautiful about the boy. He hadn’t really had the chance to take a closer look
before, and now he was going to change that. However, what he saw looked
different. Not in a bad way. It just looked different; different than what he had
imagined. He would have never thought that a boy would arouse him. This had
never crossed his mind, and yet...

Once gain, the prince began to take in the youth’s features. The boy didn’t
even look his age. Eiri was sure he couldn’t really be much older than his
younger brother, or the other boys in the palace that he knew. However,
Shuichi looked different somehow. Not girly, per say; although he had a small chest
that rose every few seconds when the boy breathed. His shoulders were small
too; making the boy seem fragile. Shuichi’s stomach was flat, which was good
since Eiri really couldn’t stand fat people. Especially, when said people
offered him sex. The thought of sex brought him back to Shuichi. This must be
the reason why the youth was here. The boy had a slim waist which made him seem
even thinner. Eiri could also remember that the youth had a nicely rounded
butt; a very nicely, rounded butt. Then there were those breathtaking long
legs, which could have easily been mistaken for a girl’s. But they were owned
by this boy, Shuichi. Those legs were not only long, but had wonderful creamy
thighs to compliment them, too. Eiri could easily imagine stroking that soft
skin, making the boy gasp when he caressed the inside of the boy’s thighs.

Eiri quickly shook his head. What was it with this boy? Did he put some
strange spell over him that made him think that everything this boy was about was
absolutely perfect? That his features were those of a god’s, and that he
alone could instill this fire in Eiri’s chest which threatened to spread to
lower regions every time he saw the kid?

The prince didn’t want to be weak. He didn’t want to be a slave of his own
desires. It was time for some action; he didn’t even want to think about how
much time had passed since the whore had walked in. Yes, the whore; nothing
else. Just a fucking whore some fiance had sent him. He should be angry to
have been given such a gift. Did someone think it was funny to send him some
boy, who didn’t seem to have a clue how to pleasure him? If so, he wasn’t
laughing.

”What do you think you are doing here, brat? Did I allow you to come in
here? You don’t have the permission to go into the noble’s bathing hall, you
know that!” Eiri shouted at the boy. He tried not to regret his words when a
sudden view of fear showed itself in Shuichi’s eyes. The boy took a few steps
away from him, like a rabbit that saw itself trapped by the hunter who blocked
the way to escape.

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Shuichiâ’s heart was beating twice as fast than just a second ago. He hadn’t
expected the prince to shout at him. Hell, he had been surprised that the
prince was even here. If he had known, he wouldn’t have come inside in the
first place. Shuichi didn’t think it was much of a problem when the prince had
just continuously stared at him. But now he could see that Eiri was really
angry. One could tell by the sound of his voice which had echoed through the halls wooden walls.

There wasn’t much the young boy could think of. It was all too much for him
right now. He felt the tears building at the corner of his eyes and it was
hard to hold them back. It also felt as if there was a big knot in his throat
that he couldn’t swallow. He felt as his cheeks turned hot and his eyes
became glassy. He could almost hear his heart pounding when suddenly the prince
heaved himself out of the water, revealing his perfect features. Shuichi had
the feeling that he was going to have a nose bleed any minute now, but he didn’t care about that at the time. He watched as Eiri grabbed a towel that lay
on the floor and wrapped it around his slim waist.

The prince was perfection in its truest form. His chest was muscular, toned
on the right places and his shoulders were wide and solid. Shuichi could just
imagine himself holding onto those shoulders. If he happen to misstep, the
prince would catch him with his strong arms and wrap him into an embrace;
pressing him onto his hard chest so that Shuichi could hear his heart beating.
Eiri was indeed beautiful. Just the thought of the prince pleasuring him
with that surely talented mouth of his and that long, thick manhood, had Shuichi
blushing an even darker shade of red. He couldn’t believe that he had just
thought that. He hadn’t even seen clearly because the prince had been
quick to cover himself. It was better this way, wasn’t it? He
wasn’t supposed to see his future husband naked before they were well,
before they were married. He wasn’t even allowed to think of the things the prince
would do to him with his…. Wait! No, he shouldn’t be thinking of such things.

Shuichi felt his blood rush south at that thought, and it wasn’t a really
good moment to get a hard on, because the prince surely didn’t look pleased at
all with him being here, interrupting him. He had to think of something that
didn’t turn him on. But this was really hard. No, it turned out to be
impossible, because Eiri just decided to walk over towards him showing the boy his
well toned chest and his strong arms. Not to forget his perfect features from
the rear. Shuichi’s heart was racing as if he had just run a marathon. He
couldn’t run away, but the fear was overwhelming him. He feared the prince wouldn’t want to see him ever again after he had just stormed in; that he would
just send him back home. He didn’t want to go home; he wanted to be with Eiri!

That last thought startled Shuichi. He didn’t want to go home because he
wanted to be with Eiri?! Yes, that was it. He was in love. Could he even say
that? The pink haired boy hadn’t the time to think when the owner of his
dreams, though he hadn’t really dreamt about the prince yet, finally stood in front
of him; staring at him with a cold expression. Shuichi began to sweat
profusely. He felt as if his heart was going to burst out of his chest. It was
exactly like the time when the prince had come to visit him, but this time, the
one he adored wasn’t fully clothed. So, little Shuichi was having a hard time
controlling his hormones.

”Won’t you answer me?” the prince said with a harsh tone, making Shuichi
twice as nervous. The young boy didn’t know what to say. He could only stare at
the floor trying to find something that would distract him. But he just
found the prince’s toes, which reminded him of the prince’s body; which reminded
him that if he would slip and fall to the ground, he could easily look under
the towel that covered the prince’s nakedness. Shuichi was once
again startled by his thoughts. He didn’t know he could even think of
something like that. Not in his wildest dreams.

He continued to stare at the floor when suddenly a strong and firm hand came
up to his chin and forced him to look directly into the prince’s golden
eyes. Eyes that sent little waves of pleasure up his spine and made him arch a
little. The prince’s grip on his chin felt rigid, but it didn’t hurt him. He
was kind of relieved that Eiri had forced his head upwards. Otherwise, he would
have never had the courage to look up himself.

”Don’t be so shy, just say what you thought before you decided to pay me a
little visit.” Eiri’s voice was a bit softer, but as strong as ever. It made
Shuichi somewhat nervous, but in a good way.

”I didn’t want to come and interrupt you, my prince. Really, I didn’t know
you would be in here. I just wanted to look at the bathing hall. I’m sorry.”
Shuichi was surprised that he could even speak. And it had been an actual
sentence, though he had stammered through it.

Eiri looked at him as if he knew everything about the pink haired boy. Every
secret; everything he had ever done. It scared him a little bit, but on the
other hand, it excited him beyond all measures. The older man let go of his
chin as he softly caressed Shuichi’s cheek making the boy’s knees become
weak. The touch was rigid too, but it felt like heaven to be touched by this
god-like creature.

”You are a very interesting person, you know?” The prince seemed as if he
had forgotten that Shuichi had just walked in on him. Like nothing mattered
anymore. Okay, so maybe Shuichi imagined this, but he certainly felt that way.
The prince’s close proximity made him feel so weightless, carefree and warm.
If this was an indication of how being in love felt, then Shuichi was certain
that he had fallen in love with the prince; because now he was lost in those
pure golden eyes which were fixated on him. The prince continued to stare at
him as if he hadn’t bothered the man just a minute ago. Shuichi was lost in
his thoughts trying to make sense of the situation when suddenly he felt a
caressing hand on his left hip. It moved so softly, it tickled him a little
bit. The hand boldly headed south as it continued its stroking motion in big
circles, making his way to his butt. Shuichi felt all of this, but couldn’t
really react to it all as Eiri’s other hand found his chin again. Eiri gently
tilted his face up until Shuichi was standing on his tip toes as the prince
leaned down and closed the gap between them.

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Eiri couldn’t fathom what possessed him to seal his lips over Shuichi’s. He
noticed as the boy arched a bit into him and he took the opportunity to
finally place his hand on that lovely butt which he used to pull the boy onto
him. The kiss was light at first, and chaste. Eiri just enjoyed the soft, warm
lips and the way the boy hesitantly tried to imitate his movements. He nibbled
a little bit on the upper lip at first before he let his hand wander from
the boy’s chin to the back of his head so that he could play with the pink
locks before intensifying the act. He let his tongue slightly caress the boy’s
lips, asking for permission. When Shuichi’s rosy lips parted, Eiri didn’t
waste any time. He slowly dipped his tongue into the warm, wet cavern of he boy’s
virginal mouth, exploring every millimeter he could reach. Even though he
had his eyes closed, Eiri could tell that the boy in his arms seemed nervous.
But after a while, Shuichi timidly touched the prince’s tongue with his own.
Eiri enjoyed that even more. He began to stroke the unknown muscle, as if
fighting for the dominance he knew for certain he would have. The heated kiss
ended too soon when the need for air grew stronger. Eiri let go of the boy, but
kept their bodies pressed into each other.

Shuichi’s cheeks were hot and nearly glowed. A thin line of saliva was on
his chin too, but he didn’t seem to mind. Eiri was very proud with himself.
From the way the boy had acted, Eiri could have thought that that had been the
youth’s first kiss. The young prince had really enjoyed the boy’s enthusiasm
as well. He gave his “whore” a little pinch in the butt and played with the
soft, silky locks of pink hair. He couldn’t look away either, he was just
entranced by those pools of blue.

Shuichi’s cheeks were flushed and he didn’t seem to be able to control his
breathing. Eiri couldn’t remember when he had ever seen such a beautiful
sight. He attacked the youth’s lips again. This time the kiss was heated from the
very beginning, making his heart beat faster. His tongue made contact with
Shuichi’s in half a second; once again exploring every little bit of the
younger boy’s mouth. Shuichi moaned when Eiri began to stroke his cute butt again,
pressing himself into the other’s body. Their growing erections made
contact, making Eiri almost hiss and Shuichi grunt slightly. Eiri couldn’t help
himself; he just enjoyed the feeling of this warm body so much. This warm skin,
the flesh he stroked, the pink locks he played with. He had to see more, now!

As he continued to kiss Shuichi, the prince brought his hand from the pink
silky locks to the boy’s butt once again, pressing him even harder into his
body, making the boy shudder. His hands moved down to the wonderful thighs he
had admired earlier. Eiri felt the blood rush to his groin making his cock
come alive. He couldn’t remember the last time he was this hard. He ground his
hips into the boy, letting him feel his need. Shuichi moaned again, making
those delicious sounds that were driving Eiri crazy. He lifted Shuichi making
the boy wrap his arms around his neck and his legs around Eiri’s waist. The
prince held the boy tight to his body as if in fear he would loose the contact.
Eiri found himself bewildered by his thoughts. No he wanted this. He didn’t
want to loose this boy. He didn’t want to live another day in misery. Eiri
felt something inside him give; letting his bottled emotions free. This was
the day he had been waiting for; the day that he had found his pink haired
angel.

Once again, the need for air prevailed and they broke away from the intense
kiss. But Eiri didn’t want to let the little pleasure in his arms have time
to think about the whole situation. He quickly attacked the boy’s neck;
biting, sucking and licking the creamy flesh there, making the boy shudder and
moan. He wanted to leave a mark that could be seen by everyone. He wanted to be
clear that Shuichi was his property, that he had claimed him as his. He wanted
everyone to know that he was indeed enjoying his little present.

Eiri pressed Shuichi against the wall and showered the boy’s face with
butterfly kisses. He bit lightly into the soft skin on his cheek and licked his
ear. Shuichi thought that he needed to reciprocate the prince’s actions and
shyly licked the shell of Eiri’s ear. That had caught Eiri off guard and the
prince almost let a moan escape his lips. The act had been so unexpected that
even though he managed to hold that moan back, he could not hold back the hiss
that echoed through the hall walls. Shuichi giggled at that as Eiri began to
bite at his neck again, bringing his teeth in contact with the now salty
skin. The boy’s body was covered in a thin coat of sweat from Eiri’s
ministrations; however, Shuichi wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass. Once again,
his very talented tongue found his way to Eiri’s ear and the little brat bit
it, licked it and finally took the whole ear into his mouth and sucked on it.
This made the prince shudder and cold sweat ran from his forehead. He couldn’t
control himself now, the sucking made him crazy and his erection was
pressed hard against the willing body. Again, Eiri let his hands stroke the boy’s
soft thighs, enjoying the feeling of the silky skin.

After some time, the prince let go of the boy’s thighs, and motioned Shuichi
to unwrap his legs from around his waist. The boy did so and brought his
feet back in contact with the floor. Eiri let his hands explore the boy’s body.
Shuichi was distracted as he continued to enjoy sucking on Eiri’s ear. This
gave the prince the opportunity to start undoing the boy’s clothes. He wanted
to see him desperately; to feel him skin against skin, damn it! Shuichi
became nervous when he felt his shirt leave his body and go flying across the
hall. Eiri did notice the boy’s disposition, but at the moment, he was too caught
up in his emotions to really care. The boy had to know that he hadn’t been
given to him to engage in conversation or such. He was here to bring him
pleasure after all, and now Eiri was going to take his pleasure. But the young man
wasn’t the slightest bit satisfied with just seeing the boy with his shirt
off; although the two hardened nipples were quite a beautiful sight. He wanted
to savor that supple skin, so he attacked one of them, making Shuichi nearly
jump and cry out in pleasure.

He sucked on the little nub, wanting to give the boy pleasure he couldn’t
even imagine. He sucked on the nipple really hard, while his hands played with
the trousers the boy wore. He didn’t want the “whore” to think, because
maybe then the pink haired boy wouldn’t want to do this anymore. No, he wanted to
enjoy as much as he could get. When he finally got the trousers open, the
prince got onto his knees. He would continue to enjoy the boy’s nipples at a
later time, for now he had other things in mind. He gently slipped the pants
off and was happy to see that the boy didn’t wear anything underneath like a
normal servant would. Eiri pulled down the pants the rest of the way and
motioned Shuichi to lift his feet a little so that Eiri could do away with the
garment all together. When there was nothing there to cover the beautiful body
anymore, Eiri got up and admired the boy’s nude form. He couldn’t help but
stare. He slowly ran his eyes from the very top of the boy’s hair to the tip of
the toes and drank in the sight. The skin almost shimmered; it looked so soft
and silky. The boy was indeed a beauty, far beyond that what Eiri had
imagined. He just felt like he already loved every millimeter of this gorgeous boy.

Shuichi seemed to be very nervous. His cheeks were flushed and he stood very
still; not even meeting Eiri’s eyes. The prince didn’t like this. He didn’t
want to take someone who wasn’t even sure of what to do; who wasn’t sure if
he even wanted this. Eiri tenderly caressed the boy’s cheek and slowly
cupped the boy’s chin. He gently lifted Shuichi’s head so that he could look at
those wonderful blue eyes. What he found there made him shudder. The boy’s
eyes were dilated and full of need. Eiri felt his heartbeat accelerating once
again. He didn’t like the feelings this boy stirred within him; the emotions
that rushed through his body. But he couldn’t stop them. Never seemed to be
able to when this boy was near him. He let go of the boy’s chin and noticed as
the youth closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. The prince also
noticed the boy’s irregular breathing. Eiri couldn’t help himself and let his
gaze move downwards towards the boy’s erection.

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Shuichi felt dizzy, very dizzy. He couldn’t think straight; he couldn’t
react. The air in the hall felt warm against his skin. Everything felt warm when
Eiri just stood in front of him. But the prince didn’t look him in the eyes
like Shuichi had wished he would. He stared at his body and this made him
nervous. He didn’t know what to do. It all made him feel stupid. He had thought
the prince maybe just wanted a kiss, but it was so obvious that he wanted
more, and yet Shuichi didn’t feel ready. But how could he tell Eiri when his
mouth didn’t seem to obey his will; when the only thing that escaped his lips
were moans of pleasure and tiny cries of passion? He wanted to pleasure the
prince, the man he had fallen in love with, but it just didn’t seem right. They
weren’t married and he felt cold prickles all over his body at the thought of
the two of them being intimate. Yeah, he wanted to be held; he wanted to
feel the prince’s hot body against his own, but his fear was too much for him to
handle.

He was roughly brought back from his thoughts at the feel of a hot mouth
engulfing his erection. He jumped a little, but two firm hands on his hips kept
him from moving away. When Shuichi managed to control his hyperventilating,
he opened his eyes and slowly looked down. He couldn’t help but gasp at the
sight of the prince’s blonde head. Eiri’s pink tongue was slowly caressing the
tip of his manhood. Everything went dark around Shuichi; he couldn’t think
anymore, could do nothing. He was frozen on the spot. He felt hot, hot all
over as Eiri’s talented tongue stroked him and gave him pleasure he never knew
existed. He saw stars in front of him, stars as bright and golden as the locks
that tickled his skin as the prince’s tongue continued to pleasure him. He
nearly lost it when Eiri finally took him into that talented mouth with one
quick move. Shuichi screamed as loud as he could; the words that he uttered
were incomprehensible as he threw his head back and braced himself against the
wall. “Oh my god... Eiri.. ah ha!..hnng,” was all he could manage to say. That
hot tongue continued to caress his flesh and the tight grip the prince had on
him became even tighter. Shuichi couldn’t hold himself back anymore and
began to thrust into that wonderful mouth, over and over again. His fingers got
lost in the thick mane of golden hair, as he pulled the prince’s head even
further towards him. The prince began to suck on him, gently at first but then
with more passion. The intensity of the act was driving Shuichi crazy. That
hot and wet mouth, the thick muscle the prince used to lick his length; it was
all too much and with one sharp cry, Shuichi reached his orgasm. He felt
dizzy once again and his legs gave in as his body went limp. The pleasure he had
just felt kept ghosting through his body over and over again as if it would go
on forever. As if it would never end.

When Shuichi got his senses back, he saw that Eiri stood before him. He
still felt weak in the knees and realized that the only reason he still stood was
because Eiri was holding him. He met the prince’s eyes and what he saw there
made his heart start racing. Eiri’s eyes were thick with lust as the prince’s
gaze ran all over his form. Shuichi became nervous again although the
remnants of the pleasure he had just experienced were still overwhelming him. He
held on to the prince’s shoulders in order to steady himself as his legs were
still unable to support him. The strong arms wrapped themselves around the
young boy’s waist even tighter and Shuichi began to breathe in and out
quickly; his heart began to race wildly. “So, are you finally relaxed?” the prince’s
voice sounded cloudy. It was somewhat hard but gentle at the same time.
Shuichi felt two hands grab his firm butt, stroking it roughly. He couldn’t
really concentrate on it; he just took in the musky smell of the prince. He never
wanted to forget it; it made him feel warm all over. Suddenly every bit of
fun ended as Shuichi felt a warm digit press against his ring of muscle,
making him jump. But one hand held him in place.

”Don’t be afraid, relax.”

Although Eiri’s normal strong voice sounded gentle, it failed to relax
Shuichi. He suddenly felt very uncomfortable as the long finger softly made little
circles around his entrance. His face was flushed and Shuichi felt his body
tense. “No...” He stammered and tried to push away from the hot body that
was pressed against him. Immediately, the finger was gone and so was the other
hand. Shuichi took a few steps back. He felt ashamed of what he had done.
Actually, of what he had let Eiri do to him. Yeah, Eiri was his future husband,
but this wasn’t right anymore; it wasn’t fun anymore. Fear kept nagging
Shuichi; fear that the prince would send him away now. Maybe that was how things
were around here. Maybe it was normal to do that kind of thing before you got
married, but the boy felt frightened and unsure. He certainly didn’t want to
have those feelings when he was about to sleep with someone.

The prince stared at him coldly once again. Yes, Shuichi had made him upset,
he could tell. The golden eyes were hidden behind golden locks and Shuichi
had a hard time trying to figure out what the prince was thinking.

”I’m sorry, but..” Shuichi hadn’t been able to say another word as a harsh
voice interrupted him, followed by a cold stare and hard features.

”Go!” Eiri said and turned around. The prince made his way towards the
shirt that had been flung about earlier. He picked up the piece of clothing and
threw it at Shuichi, who began clutching at it. The boy bit his lower lip in a
nervous gesture. He was such a fool. Why hadn’t he let the prince have his
way with him? Why? He was brought back from his thoughts as the trousers were
thrown at him, too. Shuichi slowly met the prince’s hard gaze. “Are you
deaf? I said, go!!”

Shuichi shuddered at the harsh words. He suddenly feared the prince’s anger.
He would send him home for sure now. Mindlessly, Shuichi put his clothes
back on. He didn’t dare look up again. He didn’t want to see those cold eyes
staring him down with what seemed like hate. Or was it disgust? Shuichi turned
around to leave the hall, but felt that he wanted to say something. Wanted to
say that he was sorry, that he had, in fact, been afraid, but he couldn’t.
He was weak, weak and stupid. Why would a great man like Eiri, a god, marry
some prude stupid kid like him? Shuichi was nearly at the red curtain that led
out of the hall when he heard that harsh voice again.

”What a fucked up present!” Eiri growled.

Shuichi felt the tears run down his rosy cheeks and swallowed hard as, once
again, he felt a big knot in his throat. He was so confused and humiliated
that he hadn’t the power to walk steady. The way down the staircase seemed like
forever. All this pleasure, all this passion he had felt just a few moments
ago were gone, replaced by the constriction of his aching heart. He felt
hurt, no, more than that. He felt like his only wish was to hide in some hole and
never come out. He just wanted it all to go away. But why was he
complaining? It had been his own damn fault; his fault! no one else’s.

When Shuichi opened the big wooden door, he found himself in the servant’s
corridor again. The corridor was nearly empty, except for a very blushing
Suguru and what seemed like a very excited Hiro. When the little servant saw
Shuichi, he quickly jumped out of the arms of his boyfriend and went up to him.
”Hey what’s up? You look awful.” Suguru said and laid an arm around Shuichi’s
shoulder. The pink haired youth couldn’t hold himself back any longer and
let the tears run freely down his cheeks. His eyes became red with tears and
his face felt like it was burning. Suguru gave Hiro a nod and the older boy came
up to him, gave him a kiss and then left understanding the situation. “Come
on, you can tell me what happened,” Suguru said but Shuichi shook his head.
He didn’t want to bother Suguru with his problems. Shuichi was sure that the
young boy had enough of his own problems to want to hear his. No, he wanted
back to his room and tell Ryuichi; tell and cry like he did every time he was
upset.

A/N: I want to thank everyone that reviewed and a special thanks to my beta who helped me very much. I’m very thankful or this help, I’m sure it was a lot of work!!! I wanted to answer my reviewers but I’m not feeling very well so I’ll just make it next time.


PS:
inumoon3: I really like your idea and I just wanted to aks if it was okay if I send you an e-mail about it


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