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A/N: I don’t own Gravitation
sobs uncontrollably*
At this point I’ve only read the first three volumes of Gravitation,
but I couldn’t resist the rabid plot bunnies!
Needless to say this is my first attempt at a Gravitation
fic…wish me luck!
The house
was dark and silent when he stepped inside and kicked the door shut behind
him. Good. The last thing Eiri wanted right now was a spastic kid jumping
all over him and asking about his day…if he wanted to be greeted like that he
would have gotten a dog. He flipped on
the lamp as he passed it on his way to the kitchen; he was starving and hoped
there was something quick to fix. This
last deadline kicked his ass and he was definitely feeling it. He tossed his jacket onto the couch and made
his way towards the refrigerator and pulled out a beer. Something felt weird…
God it was quiet.
Eiri pulled
out some leftover take out and popped it in the microwave, taking a long
swallow of beer. It was unusual to have
the house to himself; Shuichi was usually listening to loud music and playing
video games if he was home. Eiri
thought about it for a moment, wasn’t Shuichi supposed to be here? He immediately balked at his concern
wondering if he was growing soft. Why
he was even bothering to wonder about his unwanted houseguest was beyond
him…who the fuck cared where Shuichi was as long as he wasn’t bothering him.
He finished
eating, dumped the styrofoam container into the trash and drained the rest of
the bottle. Walking towards the
bedroom, Eiri started unbuttoning his shirt and flipped on the light. He looked up and was startled to see Shuichi
curled up on the bed facing away from the door. What was he doing here lying in the dark? There is no way that kid could possibly
resist attacking him when he came in…maybe he was sick.
“What are
you doing in here?” Eiri’s voice was
filled with the same impatience it always was when he spoke to his lover.
“Nothing.”
“Are you
sick or something?”
“No.”
“Fine, I’m taking a shower.”
Eiri shook his
head, refusing to get lured into what ever was going on in Shuichi’s head. He headed towards the bathroom, tossing his
clothes aside as he went. He took his
time, enjoying the hot water running over his tired body. Eiri half expected Shuichi to come in and
join him, unable to keep up this quiet act…that kid was a spaz and keeping to
himself was just not in his nature. He
turned off the water and grabbed a towel, still listening for the door to open. Wow, maybe the kid was sick. Wrapping the towel around his slim hips he
went back to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, placing the palm of
his hand against Shuichi’s forehead.
“Alright,
give. What’s with you?”
Shuichi
rolled over to face him, eyes dry and somewhat vacant. He looked at Eiri with a face devoid of
emotion. “Why? Do you care?”
“Will you
just fucking tell me already and quit it with the theatrics?”
“I’m not
being theatrical, I’ve just been laying here thinking.” He looked at Eiri’s face and managed a tired
smile. “Oh, some chick stopped by and
dropped off your t-shirt. She says that
she found it stuffed between the cushions of her couch after you left
yesterday.”
Eiri
laughed and smirked down at the boy on the bed. “So that’s what this is all about? You’re getting your panties in a bunch because of some girl? How
pathetic!”
“Yeah…I am
pathetic, and that’s exactly what I’ve been thinking about.”
Shuichi closed his eyes, unable to
look into that hard gaze any longer. He
knew that Eiri didn’t ask for any of this, but he felt like shit
regardless. It just tore him apart that
he gave his heart to someone who could care less. He couldn’t stand being here any longer, so he swung his legs over
the opposite side of the bed and stood up.
“I’m going out.”
Eiri just sat there and watched him
go. What the fuck got into him
anyway? Fuck, he was too tired to deal
with this. He pulled the towel off his
waist, tossing it absentmindedly on the floor, and slipped between the cool
sheets. Let Shuichi have his hissy fit,
he was getting some sleep. Eiri tossed
and turned for a while before sleep finally took him. It bothered him that he had trouble sleeping without the younger
boy sharing his bed and it really pissed him off when he awoke and reached out
to realize he was still alone. He sat
up and looked at the clock. He’d been
asleep for two hours and Shuichi hadn’t returned. Eiri sighed loudly and got up to retrieve the kid off the couch;
his stubbornness was affecting his sleep and it was going to end now.
He stalked into the living room,
wrapping a blanket around his shoulders as he moved, and found the couch
empty. Where was he? Eiri spent five minutes searching the house
only to find uninhabited guest rooms.
Where was he? He knew that
Shuichi wouldn’t have gone to his parents this late…well, early, and Hiro’s
parents wouldn’t be too thrilled either.
Eiri felt a small ball in the pit
of his stomach and it took a minute for him to realize what it was…he was
worried. Why would he be worried about
such a nuisance? Maybe Shuichi had left
him for good, and shouldn’t that make him feel relieved? He growled in frustration and went to get
dressed; he wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep until he found him.
He walked along the deserted
streets, the balmy night air caressing his skin. His eyes searched as his mind whirled. What the fuck was he doing out here, he must be nuts? He was a smart guy and already knew the
answer but was loathe to admit it. How
could he have fallen in love with such a little freak? The fresh air cleared his mind and he
thought about his life for the first time in a very long time. He thought about why he took so many women
to his bed…he fucked them before they could fuck him over. It didn’t take a shrink to tell him
that. People were greedy fuckers, and
it was imperative to stay on top.
Everybody wanted something from him…Hell, even his family wanted
something from him. The women wanted
the money, the cars, the sex…power…and his family wanted his soul. And then there was Shuichi…what did he
want? Shuichi wanted his love, and
nothing more, and it just pissed Eiri off more. Money, cars, sex…he could give those willingly, but Shuichi was
asking for too much. Why couldn’t
Shuichi be shallow like everybody else?
He entered the park where they had
first met, a night that proved to change everything. If he could take it back, would he? Would he just walk by without hesitating? He walked down familiar paths remembering, a
small smile creeping across his lips.
Eiri came to the playground and was not surprised to see a lone figure
sitting in a swing and kicking slowly at the ground. To see Shuichi like this did something to his heart…what the hell
was he doing here?
“Do you planning on sleeping out
here?”
Eiri tried to sound teasing, but
succeeded in sarcasm. Shuichi looked up
surprised and shook his head.
“What are you doing here, Eiri?”
“Looking for you, idiot.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know…” Eiri’s voice was a mere whisper. He walked over and stood between the younger
boys legs and looked down into his upturned face. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
Shuichi took a deep breath, “I
don’t want to be just another one of your lovers, Eiri.” He sounded emotionally spent, his voice
tired. “Every time I learn about
another one of your women, a little something breaks inside of me. I’m not complaining, and I’m not trying to
change you…I’m just questioning if I can keep doing it…”
“Shuichi…”
Shuichi pushed Eiri away and stood,
looking his lover in the eye. “I love
you, whether you chose to believe it or not, and I just wish it was enough for
you…that I was enough for you.”
The younger boy skirted around and
started walking away. Eiri caught him
by the wrist and pulled him back. His
mind was filled with confusion and he tried to push aside the obstruction
within that was keeping him from being happy.
He pulled Shuichi into his arms and it hurt him that the embrace was not
reciprocated.
“You are enough for
me.” He felt Shuichi shaking his head
against his chest and sighed with impatience.
He lifted the younger boy’s chin up so he could look into his eyes,
still amazed that they were dry; Shuichi usually cried at the drop of a
hat.
“I love you, and you’re all that I
need.”
Shuichi shook his head and laughed
bitterly, the sound breaking Eiri’s heart.
“For how long, Eiri? Until you
get bored with me and move on? Until I
piss you off and you kick me out? I
don’t think I can do it-“
“Would you shut up?! I mean what I say… have I ever lied to
you? I never promised that you’d be the
only one! I never promised…until now…”
He put his hands around Shuichi’s waist and pulled him closer. “I want you to be the only one.”
Shuichi eyed him warily; he was
teetering on the edge, unsure about which way to fall. Resigning himself to the unknown, he allowed
himself to melt into Eiri’s embrace, wanting so badly to believe that these
promises weren’t empty. He looked up
into his lover’s eyes and gave in to Eiri’s possessive kiss, hot and
passionate.
Eiri pulled away and reached out a
hand. “C’mon, let’s go home.” They linked hands and started through the park,
Shuichi feeling a bit unreal, almost content…not that it took long for Eiri to
burst his bubble.
“You do realize that this doesn’t
mean I’m going to be any nicer.” Eiri
laughed, pulling Shuichi closer and ruffling his hair. “Much…”
A/N: There’s more
running rampant in my brain, but seeing this is the first Gravi fic I’ve
attempted I’m curious to know if it’s worth continuing…things will get
interesting when they get home… ^^
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