Anti-Gravity Love Song

ANTI-GRAVITY LOVE SONG

“Okay, now listen. You have to act like a normal human being. Can you handle that?”

“Of course! God, Eiri, what do you take me for?” Tatsuha scoffs as he looks around the backstage area of the Nittle Grasper concert. The final song of the night is about to end.

A moment later, Ryuichi’s voice is heard from the stage. “This is it for tonight, it's bed time for Nittle Grasper now! Thank you, Tokyo!” The fitful boy backstage can imagine him grinning and waving cheerfully to the roaring crowd.

“T-that's him...” Tatsuha murmurs, eyes wide. “I can recognize that voice anywhere!”

His blonde companion glares at him. “Whid Iid I just say?”

“ ....Shut up! I'm listening!”

The stage workers applaud as the members of Nittle Grasper walk backstage, everyone thanking each other for their good work. The center of attention is, of course, Ryuichi. “Nyahahaa! Thank you all! You were super-cool when you made the lights shimmer no da! Weren't they cool Noriko-chan?” Ryuichi pokes and glomps practically everything in sight until Tohma manages to make him cool down by distracting him with Kumaguro. “Kuma-chaaan! Waaaiii!!! Ah! There's Shuichi's boyfriend!! Yuki!” He bounds over to the blond novelist.

“Hello, Sakuma-san,” Yuki greets. Both men reflexively reach to shake hands, attesting to their common bond of havinved ved in the United States. “The show sounded great as always.” Yuki then looks at Tatsuha, whose eyes are huge...and he looks like he's about to pass out. “Sakuma-san, I don't know if you've met my little brother, Tatsuha...” He expects his brother to smack him for calling him ‘little,’ but Tatsuha is slowly melting into a puddle on the floor...

Until Yuki bonks him on the head. “Eh?” Tatsuha mutters before springing to attention. “Ah! Sakuma-san! I mean...Ryuichi-sama! I mean...” The boy bows so deeply he almost falls over, leading Yuki to sigh and roll his eyes.

Ryuichi blinks adorably. “Eh? Did you lose your contacts? Nyaah, Noriko wears contacts and she always loses them! Yosh! Kumaguro and Ryu-chan will help you look!!” With that, the singer crawls around on the floor, looking for the phantom lens.

“Oh, no, I’m okay!” Tatsuha jumps back to his feet. Yuki almost howls with laughter at his brother's unusual display of awkwardness…but of course no one would know it to look at his annoyed expression. “I um...um, I’m a big fan, and ah, the show was really awesome!” Tatsuha stutters.

“Nyah? Really??” The singer beams at Tatsuha and uses Kumaguro to gesture around himself. “We really liked this concert too, Kumaguro said that the atmosphere was super na no da!” He pauses and looks closer at Tatsuha. “Haha! Shuichi was right! He said to me that Tatsuha-san looked almost exactly like Yuki-san no da! I told him ‘that's impossible no da!’ But he said ‘it's the truth na no da!’” Ryuichi is apparently using Kumaguro to represent Shuichi as he argues with the stuffed bunny.
“R-really? E-heh...yeah I think I confused him at first. And I told him he looked just like you, but...uh...I mean...” Tatsuha blushes. *Oh man this is not smooth at all. Damn.*

Finally Yuki steps in. “Ne, Sakuma, think you can watch out for this kid for a while? Seguchi and I are going for a drink. You can show him a good time, ne?” He smirks at his brother and starts walking off with Tohma.

“W-what? Hey where....?” Tatsuha calls after the two blondes. Apparently, they don’t hear him. *You bastards.*

“Ne, Tatsuha-san, want to come with me to this really cool place? Kumaguro will be sad if you won’t!” Ryuichi declares, pouting at the flustered teenager.

“Ah...sure...I guess I have to anyway!” The boy blushes slightly and ruffles the back of his hair. He looks at the ground as he walks beside Ryuichi...he's afraid if he looks at him he might do something stupid. *...I guess I’ll have to wait to see whether I need to kill Eiri, or give him some ear-loving as thanks...*

Ryuichi hails a cab and they soon arrive in front of....” NG Office Building!!” Ryuichi stands with his hands on his hips, the determined pose ruined by Kumaguro sitting on top of his head.

Tatsuha gives him a confused look. “O-okay...what are we gonna do here? ...Can we even get in?” *...Should I be scared or what?*

The singer looks at Tatsuha with a gleam in his eyes. “Ryuichi has the secret keys and Kumaguro knows the way in! Let’s go!” He grabs Tatsuha's hand and runs around a corner of the building. There's a small door there that has a sign reading "Keep Out!" on it. “This is it!” Ryuichi fishes out a key from his pocket and opens the door. “Come on!”

“H-...R....” *OH HOLY SHIT HE WAS HOLDING MY HAND OMIGOD I THINK I AM GOING TO PASS OUT* Tatsuha looks at the hand Ryuichi had grabbed and traces it with his fingers.

“Nn? Is your hand dirty, Tatsuha-san? Mr. K always tells me to wash my hands but he never says anything about Kumagu han hands, isn't that unfair??” Ryuichi sniffles a little.

“I’m okay! I...just...hehe I’m acting kinda weird, huh? Let's just go where you wanted to go...” *Man, is he not all there? I always thought this was an act...*

“Huh? Oh, right! follow me!” Ryuichi grasps Tatsuha’s hand again and heads down a corridor. They walk for a couple of minutes until Ryuichi stops in front of a wooden door. “Here we are!” He picks up anothey fey from his pocket and opens the door.

Inside is a changing room of sorts, with hooks for towels and shelves with bath supplies. “Concerts always make me so sweaty and icky...” Ryuichi explains as he pulls off his shirt.
*What...the hell...is he doing? He brought me with him to take a shower? Omigod, is he trying to molest a young boy? Oh PLEASE say he's trying to molest me...* “Um...” Tatsuha looks around nervously. “S-should I wait somewhere else?”

“If you don't want to take a bath that's okay. Are you sure you don't want to? There's a jacu- jazz- a bubble pool even!” Ryuichi drags Tatsuha to an adjoining room where numerous small pools of various shapes with cold or steaming water are built in the floor.

*A-a bath..? With HIM? I better check to make sure on this.* “Um, R-Sakuma-san…” *Yeah that's safe*, “Are you...I mean...I guess the Jacuzzi sounds good. I think I’ll use that. W-where are you gonna be?”

“I'll be with Tatsuha-san! Kumaguro will have to wait in the changing room. His fur gets so soggy when he bathes and it won’t become dry for days!” Ryuichi puts Kumaguro on a bench and slips out of his pants and underwear. “Ano, Tatsuha-san, do monks bathe with their clothes on?

Tatsuha doesn't even notice the blood pouring from his nose till he tastes it. “Ew.” He rubs at his nose and formulates something to say. “I...um...are you sure you want me to go with you? D-do you normally bathe with other people?” *Ohhh man it's gonna be really embarrassing to take my clothes off...everyone can always tell how young I am when I get naked! Ack! And he's REALLY gonna look at Mr. Happy funny...*

“Nnno, I don't bathe together with someone at all. I don't have time for it! In America people thought I was a pervert when I asked if they wanted to bathe with me. Mr. K's American too so he didn't want to either.” Ryuichi fidgets with a bar of soap. “I figured since you were Japanese you'd be okay with it...I guess Japanese are shy too, ne? Aah, Ryuichi is such a baka ne?”

“No! No, you're not a baka, Sakuma-san. If-if you want me to, I’ll go in with you.” The boy starts taking his shirt off with shaking fingers. “I just...I mean...

The singer’s eyes sparkle with genuine happiness as he smiles at the dark-haired youth. “Tatsuha-san, arigatou. I'll go in advance, okay?”

“Okay.” Tatsuha bites his lip as he puts his shirt on a bench and starts unbuttoning his pants. *Dammit, calm down! He's gonna think I’m a hentai! He doesn't need to know that yet!*

Ryuichi hops giddily into the pool, splashing the tiles and the walls to some extent. “Mmmmhhh....this feels good! Hurry, Tatsuha-san!” He fiddles with some buttons at the side of the pool, and soon bubbles erupt from filters at the walls of the pool.

Tatsuha almost whimpers in dread. *Well, he didn't seem to notice that fucking fountain of blood coming from my nose, maybe he won't notice this either...* He looks pitifully at his erection through the black thong he'd worn with some absurd idea that something like this would actually happen. *Fuck it, I’ll only take ‘em off if he says something about it...* He walks to the spa looking terrified.

Ryuichi, meanwhile, is playing with a pink rubber duck. “Hmm hmm na no da~.... ah, Tatsuha-san! The water feels really good!” He suddenly blinks. “Waah... is that some new brand of loincloth?” he asks, pointing at Tatsuha’s thong. “I want one too! Can I try yours to see if it'd suit me?”

*Oh FUCK...* Tatsuha slaps a hand over his nose. “Um...I-I-I guess if you want to...”

“Yay! Tatsuha-san is so nice!” Ryuichi bounces impatiently as Tatsuha enters the pool. Once he's sat down he slides off the thong and gives it to Ryuichi, who puts it on eagerly. “Hnnnnn, it feels a little weird, does it look good on me?”

“…….” *Oh my god...if he actually gives them back to me...it'd mean we wore the same underwear...holy shit...* Before he can answer, he sits up straight and his eyes go wide when he hears his cell phone in the other room playing Bad Luck’s “In the Moonlight.” *That means Eiri’s calling me...well FUCK HIM!*

“Ah? Is that your phone Tatsuha-san? Hurry or you'll miss it!”

“Um...it's just my brother, it's not important...” *I’m not running outta here naked!*

“You sure? Mr. K always becomes pissy when I miss it when he ca- ah, they hung up.” No longer concerned with the phone call, Ryuichi shifts a little. “I don’t know, Tatsuha-san, they feel a bit uncomfortable. My stuff won’t fit, look!”

r swr sweatdrop. “Well maybe you're just too-oh wait a second. Ah...it goes the other way. The uh...the stringy ? It? It's supposed to be in the back.” *What THE HELL did my asshole brother get me into?? I don't know whether he's psychotic or what! Well I guess he's not a sociopath like Eiri...so why is he so damn scary???*

“Hn, I don't like them I'm afraid,” Ryuichi sighs. “Here, you can have them back. They looked better on you anyway,” he says, smiling coyly.

“U-uh, okay. You kinda have to get used to them...” Tatsuha decides he’s going to start hyperventilating really soon. *Did he just say...what the...oh man what am I gonna do?*

A moment later Tatsuha slides down under the hot water and stays there until he runs out of air. He then pops back to the surface in the middle of the spa, gasping for breath, black hair covering half his face. *Damn, woulda worked better if it was cold.*

Ryuichi moves to stand near Tatsuha and pulls his hair back out of his eyes. “Peek-a-boo... “ He almost whispers, “Tatsuha-san looks really cool when he's all wet...” He traces a path down his cheek to his collarbone. “This little part here...it's as if you have a small pool with you at all times.” He splashes water across Tatsuha’s chest.
*Oh shit...remember how to breathe...how do I breathe?????? Fuck!* Tatsuha gasps as Ryuichi's hand traces his skin. *It’s-it's hot in here. H-...” He bites his lip and looks around...anywhere but into Ryuichi’s alarmingly close blue eyes.

Without warning Ryuichi pinches one of the boy’s dark nipples, earning elf elf a gasp and Tatsuha’s attention. “Hallo, Tatsuha-san...

The younger boy looks into Ryuichi’s eyes like a scared rabbit and feels his breath speeding up. “W-why did you do that?”

“To get you to look at me of course. Don't you like my eyes? All the Japanese girls tell me they love my blue eyes... I think yours are more beautiful though.”

“You do?” Tatsuha whispers. “They're just normal. You do have perfect eyes...” *God I want to touch him too...but...* He cocks his head slightly and asks, “Why *do* you have blue eyes?”

“It's because I'm one-fourth gaijin. My mother always refused to tell me what my dad's other half was though. I wish I could have eyes like yours. They're so deep and warm...”

Tatsuha sighs and looks from Ryuichi’s eyes to his lips for a moment, then back to his eyes. “But everyone here looks like this. You're unique and interesting. But I didn't know that about your background...” He looks thoughtful for a moment...then looks appalled. “...I didn't KNOW that???”

Ryuichi blinks at Tatsuha’s horrified face. “Ah, I don't think I've told the press about it. Hehe, I guess it's a little late to ask but can you keep it a secret?”

“Why does it need to be a secret? I think it's interesting! But...” Tatsuha thinks for a moment. “I guess maybe some other people don't think so. I think my brother got harassed a lot when he was younger for looking different, but...but now everyone thinks he looks good! So being different is good, isn't it?”

Ryuichi smiles in relief. “You're so understanding Tatsuha-san!” He hugs the young boy as he continues, “I really like you! You'll become an awesome monk some day.”

Tatsuha sort of giggles. Actually I’m a terrible monk. I’m good at the business end of it but I’m not a very... virtuous person. He returns the hug shakily and buries his face against Ryuichi’s shoulder, the older man's hair tickling his face. *I’m so confused...* He muses, and hugs Ryuichi a little tighter. After a few moments he whispers, “C-can I...” *Wait! What does he really want? Do you want him to call you a okama? But...but...*

“Hm?” Ryuichi looks up to meet the taller boy’s gaze. “What was that?”

Tatsuha backs off a bit and stares down at Ryuichi with his hands on the older man's shoulders. “Um...I hope you don't get mad or anything, but...I know I’ve been acting weird. Well I guess you don't really know since you don't know how I normally act...but I was just so excited to meet you, I didn't think I’d actually get to spend time with you...a-and right now I’m just so confused. But...well...can I *mumble mumble*…”

“Hm? I don't think you've been acting too strange, Tatsuha-san. I've seen strange! You wouldn't believe how some of my fans act...I like spending time with you. You're fun to talk to and you've got a nice personality,” Ryuichi smiles.

“Mm. Thanks. H-how do your crazy fans act?”

“Oh, where to start... in Japan they mostly just scream and cry until they faint, in America they did that too, but sometimes during concerts the girls would throw their underwear on me! Tohma always teases me about it, Noriko-chan too...”

Tatsuha absently plays with the ends of Ryuichi’s hair as he talks, his hands still on his shoulders. “So you don't think I’m crazy? But what if I asked you...” He bites his lip for a moment and then closes his eyes and says quietly, “...Can I kiss you?”

Ryuichi blinks at the near-silent request. “Ah, I don't mind, I told you that I like you.” He grins at Tatsuha’s surprisedressression as he looks up.

“O-oh...um...okay...” Tatsuha raises a questioning eyebrow as he leans toward Ryuichi’s face. *The Ryuichi is a strange species...its weapon of seduction is confusing the hell out of its prey...* He blushes slightly as Ryuichi stares directly into his eyes, then lets his lids fall shut as he carefully presses his lips to the older man’s.

Ryuichi sighs contently as he responds to the shy movements of Tatsuha’s lips. He puts his hand on Tatsuha’s neck, pulling gently and teasingly at the dark, wet strands of hair that are plastered against the lightly tanned skin. *He tastes like green tea... and nori... and pocky?*

“Mmm...” *NO WAY...NO WAY....OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG...* Tatsuha takes Ryuichi’s face into his hands and presses his lips harder to the older man's. “Mmmh...”

“Nnhhh...” Tatsuha’s eagerness causes the older man to smile mentally. *He's so cute....* He caressatsuatsuha's bottom lip with his tongue in an invitation, waiting for the younger man's reaction.

“Mmh!” *Oh are you kidding me? I can't believe this...I SO owe aniki a blowjob or something...* Tatsuha parts his lips slightly and slides his tongue out to meet Ryuichi’s.

“Mmhh.... nnghh.…” Ryuichi moans as the kiss deepens. His hands begin to roam across Tatsuha's back and chest. He is rewarded with a low moan as he finds a sensitive spot at Tatsuha’s lower back. But it's also that which makes him gasp and back off from the boy. “Ah! T-Tatsuha-san! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!”

Tatsuha stares wide-eyed at the older man. He sounds almost panicked when he asks, “What? What? What's wrong?” He looks confused when Ryuichi doesn’t answer. “Um...oh shit...a-are you okay? Is...is everything alright?”

“Ah, no, it's my fault,” Ryuichi insists. “I don't know what came over me, I mean, you're underage and everything... aah, gomen nasai!”

Tatsuha stares at the older man, panting, his face looking more and more upset by the moment. “But...but...it's not your fault! I was the one who...who wanted to kiss you...and it felt so good!” He looks away as he asks, “D-did my brother tell you how old I was? Or Shuichi?”

“It's, well, I think it was Tohma actually. He always sends you birthday presents every year, ne? I couldn't help but know...I don't have anything against you Tatsuha-san, it felt wonderful to kiss you.... But.…” He looks away in discomfort.

Tatsuha sits back down on the spa's seat, only his lower body under the water. Ryuichi doesn’t move. “But I don't care about age. I just...I just wanted to be close to you,” he sighs, covering his eyes with his hand. The he mutters, “I guess it figures. not not too young to be a monk, but I’m too young for everything else.”

“Please understand, Tatsuha-san, I don't mind being with you the slightest. I'm just worrying over what others would think. Your brother for one, and your sister. Not to mention your father.” Ryuichi sighs. “They'll think I'm some kind of child molesting pervert... ah! Not that I see you as a child of course, but according to law...”

“No one has to know! My brother wouldn't care, HIS boyfriend's barely legal! And I sure as hell don't tell my sister about all the people I’ve slept with!” After having a few more moments to think, and failing to catch Ryuichi’s attention, Tatsuha raises his voice. “I mean what the fuck? Why is that everyone expects ME to be the responsible one? My sister goes off and marries a rock star, and Eiri, forget about all his shit...so I’m supposed to be the perfect angel? Eiri for one knows I’m not an angel! But...I guess if you've made up your mind I should just leave.” With that, he stands up, splashing water on the floor, and turns to leave.

Ryuichi is stunned at Tatsuha’s sudden burst of emotions. “A-no! Don't go! Please, stay?” He sighs tiredly and scratches his neck. “I'm sorry, it's just that I've been spending so much time together with Tohma and Mika. They've rubbed off on me, I guess..... Hey...please don't be mad at me, okay?” He turns Tatsuha around and gives him a short kiss and a slight smile.

Tatsuha frowns and looks down at a corner of the tub. “Tohma freaks me out. I’d never tell Mika that but he does. And...he is too over-protective of everyone BUT her. But really, he's too concerned with Eiri to really care what I do...” *Oh...shit. I shouldn't have said that.*

“...What do you mean?” Ryuichi asks. “Tohma cares about you....”

“I mean...you don't need to worry about what he thinks of me. He’s got other things to worry about.”
Tatsuha bites his lip for a few moments and quietly tells the older man, “I wouldn't tell anyone else except maybe Eiri but he'd never tell anyone and he wouldn't think anything bad about it. He doesn’t judge people.” He puts his hands on Ryuichi's shoulders again. “I don't want to get you in trouble or anything. I really don't. And if you don't want to...doff wff with me, I guess I’ll understand. I just...wish you'd give me a chance. We can prd itd it never happened if you want.”

“No! It's got nothing to do with that. We all have our problems and doubts, I was just concerned about how people would treat you and if you'd be upset about it...” Ryuichi puts his hand on Tatsuha’s and strokes the back of it with his thumb. “If it turned out that you'd regret being with me afterwards it'd be too late. I really like you, Tatsuha-san, but I don't want to put pressure on you.”

“I want to,” the boy says quietly. “Maybe that makes me seem like a groupie, but I really like you. I promise I’ll be good...I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Tatsuha-san, please take my word for it when I say that you're different from any mere groupie. You mean far more to me than that.” Ryuichi moves his hand covering Tatsuha’s to the boy’s cheek instead. “I want to do so many things with you, but not something that you'd feel uncomfortable with... heh, Kumaguro'd hate me if I did!” The same sparkle as from before glimmers slightly in his eyes, but it disappears as soon as it came. “Tatsuha-san, can I kiss you?”

Tatsuha gives his idol a slight smile. “I’m not as innocent as you seem to think. And you've already kissed me!” he teases with a silly smile.

“Haha, I know that, Shuichi told me about your first encounter...” Ryuichi nudges Tatsuha’s side and grins teasingly.

“Huh? W-what did he tell you?”

“How you thought that he looked just like me, and then how you tried to molest him!” Ryuichi answers with a cheerful smile. “Haha, I don't know who blushed the most, Shuichi when he told the story or you at this moment, hee hee!”

“Ugh, that baka!” Tatsuha growls with a blush. “Ch' and besides, that fuckin' pervert thought I looked like my brother.…” He shudders in mock horror.

Ryuichi gasps. “You saying he tried to molest you too? That Shuichi is a real hentai, ne?”

“O-okay, so maybe I was the only one who-um, can we not talk about this now? What was that you said about another kiss?”

“A kiss, hm? Where would you like it? Here?” Ryuichi says softly, then kisses Tatsuha’s brow. “Or here?” He kisses the boy’s cheek. “Or perhaps here?” A kiss to his nose.

Tatsuha smiles sweetly. “Those are all very nice...any kiss from you is nice...”

Ryuichi blushes faintly. “Really? Aww... you're so cute, I feel like kissing you here now...“ He then kisses him on the mouth, tugging softly at the lower lip. “Mmh...”

“Nnnhhh...” Tatsuha threads both his hands into Ryuichi’s slightly damp hair. *It's freaking hot in here...his skin's all damp...wow... *

Ryuichi slips his tongue inside Tatsuha's mouth, playing with its counterpart. “Mmmhh....” *He's good at this... ah, he's so sexy...*

“Mmh...” Tatsuha’s kisses suddenly become more frantic and he pulls Ryuichi close, wrapping his arms around his bacAh gAh god that's his skin against mine...* He nibbles at Ryuichi’s tongue and lips and slides his hands over his back.

Ryuichi moans in appreciation and tangles his fingers in Tatsuha’s hair. “Nnh...” *Correction; he's -really- good at this. I've never been so aroused by just a kiss...*

Tatsuha pulls back slightly, panting, and looks intently into the shorter man's eyes for a few moments before kissing his way down his jaw to his neck, taking his time licking and sucking the soft skin. *Mm, I can feel his heartbeat...*

Ryuichi gasps at each caress, mumbling soft words of encouragemenAhhnAhhn, yes, right there....” He leans his head back and lets out small whimpers as Tatsuha concentrates his ministrations on the junction between his shoulder and neck. “Mmh! Ta-Tatsuha-san!”

The boy stops what he's doing and pulls back, slightly out of breath. “Do you think it's absolutely necessary to call me such a formal name right now?”

“Ah, gomen, is it better if I call you Tat-chan then?” Ryuichi smiles.

Tatsuha blushes slightly. “If you want to.”

“Well, let's continue then, Tat-chan...” Ryuichi flicks his tongue across Tatsuha’s lips with a slightly teasing glint in his eyes.

“Mmh, sounds good to me...” he murmurs, then bites lightly on Ryuichi’s lower lip. *Suddenly...I don't feel so nervous anymore. Maybe because...this part I know.*

Ryuichi slides his hands down Tatsuha’s shoulders to his chest, taking his time to rub the hard nubs with his thumbs. “Mh, I really like the feeling of your body, Tat-chan... both the way it tastes...” He kisses Tatsuha’s neck. “…And the way it feels...” He then pinches his nipples.

“Uhhnnn...that feels good...” Tatsuha runs the fingertips of both hands teasingly down Ryuichi’s chest. He shakes his head slightly and murmurs, “You are so gorgeous.” *I’m getting kinda cold...* He backs off slightly and goes again to sit on the steps inside the Jacuzzi, almost hissing as the hot water covers everything below his chest.

Ryuichi follows and sits onsuhasuha's lap, facing him. “Mmh...the water feels good, but not as good as you...” He shifts around on the boy’s lap. “Hmm... I think there's a fish in the water, something's poking my leg...I think it might be a tuna, it's all red...”

Tatsuha blushes furiously. “U-um...you're joking about the fish thing, right?”

“No, there's definitely something down there.” Ryuichi slides a finger down past Tatsuha's chest and stomach, stopping at the root of his manhood. “Here it is, it seems to be a lively fellow, it keeps squirming whenever I touch it.” He touches Tatsuha's hardness with teasingly gently fingers, never quite stroking it.

“A-ahh! Oh...god...” Tatsuha gasps. “Dude, you're messing with my head right? What kind of fish do you think this is?” He feels around under the water for a similarly twitchy object. He's relieved when his fingers touch Ryuichi’s hardness. *Oh good, it's not just me...*

“Nnh! Ah, Tatsuha...” Ryuichi’s breaths become heavier. Tatsuha's grip on his erection urges him to stroke Tatsuha more firmly. “Nnhh... ah yeah....”

“Mmh, you feel so good, Ryu-chan...ahh...” Tatsuha leans his forehead against Ryuichi’s and pants, “What do you want? What do you want me to do for you? Mmh...ah...w-we can do so much more than this, just tell me what to do...”

“Nnhh, do both...ahn, stroke both of us at the same time...” He guides Tatsuha's hardness toward the boy’s own hand, shivering as their dicks come into contact with each other. “N-nnnhh...”

“Ah...oh god...” Tatsuha strokes them both faster and kisses Ryuichi sloppily. “Nnh...oh god Ryu-chan it feels so fucking good to touch you...to hold your cock...nnh I don't wanna come yet...ahhnnn...”

“A-aahn!! Oh sh-…nnnngghh!” Ryuichi is practically riding Tatsuha as his hips thrust unconsciously uto tto the younger boy’s fist. He fights not to hurt his lover as he grips his shoulder and hair. “Hahh.. ah, Tat-chan, please…I can't...ahh, naahhh a-aaAAAHH!! YES!!!” He throws his head back as his body grows taut. His thighs quiver as he spills his release between them.

“Oh god...” Tatsuha feels another nosebleed coming on as he watches Ryuichi’s ecstatic face. “Ahh.…” He grips the back of Ryuichi’s neck and presses their foreheads together again as he continues to stroke himself. “S-should I stop...?”

Ryuichi fights off the afterglow and removes Tatsuha's hand. “Yes...let me.…” He strokes Tatsuha with firm but fast movements, biting his lower lip as the r efr effects of his orgasm flow through his body.
“Nnh!” Tatsuha tightly grips Ryuichi’s hips that are still sitting in his lap. “Ah...oh god...Ryuichi-sama...a-ah...oh shit...” Tatsuha closes his eyes and bites his lip, but whimpers still escape his throat. “Nnnh, ah god...ple..pl..please.…” The boy opens his eyes halfway and almost squeaks at the expression on Ryuichi’s face...it’s not the bubbly public persona, but now the intense figure seen onstage. “Ah, Ryuichi-sama...AHH! Uhn YES! AHH!” He manages to not pull Ryuichi’s hair *too* hard as he hits his climax.

*He's so fucking sexy....* Ryuichi thinks as he continues to stroke Tatsuha until he's completely spent. Tatsuha slumps against his shoulder and Ryuichi caresses his back in soothing motions. *He called me "-sama" in the end... I hope I didn't give him a heart attack or anything.* “Tatsuha? Oi, Tat-chan, you okay?”

“Hmkhkkjgkn.…” *Aw hell I don't think I can move...* Tatsuha sits up slightly and then grabs Ryuichi’s shoulder as he suddenly feels light-headed...probably a combination of the heat and the numerous nosebleeds, as well as the recent release of tension.

Ryuichi raises one eyebrow and smiles. “I take it you liked it?” His flushed face reddens further as he whispers: “I think it was awesome...”

“Nnmmm.…” Tatsuha blinks a few times. *Nope, still feel dizzy.* “That was amazing. Wish it hadn't ended so fast...mmh...” He raises a hand to his forehead and closes his eyes, trying to even out his breathing.

“Ah, do you feel dizzy? I think we've been in the water too long. Let's get up, shall we?” Ryuichi leaves Tatsuha's lap and steadies the young man as he stands up. “Move slowly and try not to make big motions with your head.”

“Okay...” the boy whispers as he stumbles out of the water and immediately starts shivering at the sudden temperature change. “Mm, Ryuichi...” He grabs his hand for support. “That was so great...thank you for everything...”

“Ah... no problem.. I mean, this doesn't have to be 'everything'... I, you…” Ryuichi hesitates rather than continuing.

Tatsuha looks hopefully at the singer, knowing he must look pretty pathetic in his current state. “Really?”

Ryuichi looks at Tatsuha for a moment before smiling and nodding. “Un. I'd like to get to know you better, if that's ok with you?” *I hope he doesn't think I'm too pushy.…*

“R-really? I mean...really??” *Is he...serious?*

“Yes, I'd really like that.” Ryuichi’s smile grows wider due to the obvious excitement and happiness in the taller man's voice and expression.

“But...why? Are you sure you want to...whatever it is you wantdon'don't want to cause trouble for you. I mean, look at Eiri and Shuichi...”
Ryuichi’s smile shrinks but still remains on his face. “Love is never easy when you're famous, I know that too well, and I also know how to handle it. The question is if you are... it's not just the fact that we're both guys, you'll also have to endure the media. If it's too much and you want out I'll understand, but I don't think I could handle that. The press and its sleazy stories are one thing, but I couldn't bear losing you... not now, not ever. Ah, I'm sorry. I'm talking too much...” He scratches his neck and avoids Tatsuha's gaze.

The boy stares at Ryuichi in shock. “Wh-what are you talking about? But...I barely know you! I don't want to sound unkind or paranoid or anything, but how do I know you really mean this?

“I'm sorry that I've confused you, but I...” He looks back into Tatsuha's eyes. “...I'm not sure myself what it is I feel...I don't know if I can call it love, but you're precious to me in a way that's different from everybody else. I won’t force you or anything, but I really want to spend more time with you. I know it's strange, but it's the best way I can explain it. Heh, you probably think I'm even weirder than before, right?”

“I just...” It’s Tatsuha’s turn to look away as he pulls his pants on in the dressing area. “I have a hard time trusting people. I mean, I know I’m young...too young, as you pointed out...but I guess I’ven wen with too many people who just wanted one thing from me. ...And besides all that, what happened to worrying about my family? Are you thinking about that? If we have some kind of relationship, it won't stay secret for long. And I don't want you to get in trouble for being with a kid.”

“Un, I know,” Ryuichi assures him. “That was also one of the reasons for me hesitating before...” He pulls on his shirt and picks up his underwear. “I don't think I can prove my sincerity to you by mere words, I'm not too good at expressing myself unless I'm singing. My feelings for you are...” The singer freezes as a thought hits him. He finishes buttoning up his pants and turns to look at Tatsuha.

“Tooku de me o hikarasete mezameru monotachi matte iru…yoru no jouheki sasowarete…utsurisumu mure no nukegara ni....” he sings softly and slowly.

Tatsuha stares at Ryuichi with eyes wide and mouth hanging slightly open. *He's not singing this...for me...is he?* For some reason he feels tears building in hiss. “s. “Please don't...it's gonna hurt so bad when you change your mind.”

Ryuichi shakes his head and continues to sing while moving toward Tatsuha. “Deguchi no nai shougeki ni taeru tsumori nara…kuzureru hodo itsuwari o misete…”

Tatsuha looks down at the floor and feels a single tear slide down his cheek. *This is not happening...how did this happen? How can I be anything to him?*

Ryuichi wipes the tear away and cups Tatsuha's cheeks with his hands. “Umarekawareru anata yo hitori hohoemanaide hitomi o irodoru…nozonda sekai ga totsuzen hai ni natte mo kiseki ni mada meguriaeru....” Finally he stops singing and says, “Tatsuha, I don't think I can express myself clearer than that. If it's not enough you'll have to forgive me, it's the best I can do.”

Tatsuha whispers a quote he knows well. “...'Hold me gently...in order to break me'...” He closes his eyes, unable to bear the intensity of Ryuichi’s gaze. “But...bun't n't it wrong? You said it yourself! It's not even legal! I’m 16! You're almost twice my age! I really really don't care what anyone thinks of *me*, but I don't want to fuck up your life or your career...”

“Love is never easy...” the singer murmurs. “In our case it's even more difficult than usual. That's the price for fame. I care about my career, but I also care about you. I can't choose between you and singing, I'm sorry for making it so hard...but we'll manage, right? We'll have to wait unyou you turn 18 before letting the media know. We can meet as friends to the public eye until then. It's horrible not to be able to be yourself, but I'm willing to, for you and for us.”

*He sounds like Shuichi…only with slightly more sense.* “M-maybe...” *I can't believe I’m gonna say this...* “Maybe it's better if we start over as friends. And...if it becomes something else, that's good. I’m just...for thrst rst time probably EVER...I’m scared.” After a few moments of silence, Tatsuha continues, “...Is-is that okay? I feel like maybe I weaseled my way into fooling around with you...but now I think it will just make things harder if we rush into something.” *So mature...damn my chest hurts...*

“That's alright.” Ryuichi smiles slightly, yet warmly. “I'm glad that I'll get to know you, and that I've found someone who wants to know me too... not just as a rock star but for *me*. We're both kind of lonely, I think. We'll take it one step at a time, right? I'm not saying that I regret what we did, but I think you're right.”

*I’m so stupid! Soooo stupid! ...But I guess if I want a real relationship, I have to be responsible about it.* Tatsuha mentally curses himself. “Will you really waor mor me to be ready? Ah, hell I sound like a born-again virgin...”

“It doesn't matter how long the wait'll be, I feel like I can take anything if you're with me.” *I'm glad I didn't freak him out....*

Tatsuha sits down on a bench, then sighs and runs a hand carelessly through his still wair.air. “My dad's gonna be so pissed,” he laughs. “I was supposed to be the good one. Only I’m SO not. But I think maybe from now on I’ll try to do better in my life.” *Yet another crazy-ass person in my life...but that's okay. If no one else, Mika knows I do like being the normal one...sometimes.*

“Hmm, I know what angry parents are like, believe me.” Ryuichi plops down next to Tatsuha on the bench. “If you're feeling down, Kumaguro will cheer you back up again!” He waves the pink rabbit in front of Tatsuha, smiling encouragingly.

The younger boy ducks his head to hide a giggle. “You're so full of shit. That public goofy personality is so not you.”
“Hee hee, I know, I know. But don't you think it makes me cute, hm?” Ryuichi pouts playfully and waves one of Kumaguro's paws at him.

“I don't even wanna know where you come up with this shit.” Tatsuha shakes his head and grins. “I said it before but I need to again...thanks for everything.”

“Anytime no da...ne, is that an earthquake or your tummy?” Ryuichi grins as a lengthy growl emanates from Tatsuha's stomach...only to blush when a similar sound comes from his own. “E-heheh...”

Tatsuha snickers. “Wanna go somewhere a little more comfy and order some sushi? ...Somewhere private. It is way too soon for media.” For a moment he looks thoughtful and then surprised. “Damn, the NG family just gets more and more incestuous...what is it with you people and my family??”

Ryuichi grins widely. “It must be the Uesugi charm I guess, truly irresistible...” he says with a wink.

Tatsuha blushes. “Or something. So...shall we go have a relaxing night with a friend?”

“There's nothing I'd rather do, especially with such nice company. Just let me call for a cab....” Ryuichi makes the phone call as they walk out of the building, Kumaguro hanging between them with one paw in each of their hands.

Tatsuha glances at Ryuichi and smiles sweetly. *He's a real person...and he cares about me for some reason. This story could get good.*

THE END!