To The End

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gravitation or any of its characters. Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami, I’m only borrowing them temporarily for entertainment purposes. I don’t make money off this. I just love the characters and enjoy writing.


The Day the World Went Away
Day 0

Shuichi stretched out across the king sized bed, pulling himself slowly from his slumber. Warm lips pressed against the sleek curve of his neck causing him to wrap his arms around the warm body against him. Shuichi groaned feeling a hot mouth begin to suck gently under his chin.

Shuichi’s eyes fluttered opened as his fingers found refuge in long blond locks. His breath quickened feeling his partner press closer to him. A low moan escaped his throat, expressing his delight of the contact.

“Yuki,” Shuichi groaned.

A small smirk crossed the older man causing him to suck the tender flesh harder. The blond man had a motive; he was intent on marking the sweet skin, leaving his mark on his Shuichi. By the sounds of his younger partner was making, he had no objections to the act.

“Oh god Yuki,” the pink haired singer cooed pulling Yuki closer. Whatever had caused this unexpected affection from his lover he was not about to stop it. He knotted his fingers tighter into the golden strands, arching his naked body tighter to his lover.

Yuki groaned deeply feeling his own naked body responding. He let his hands slowly trace down the small lean body of his singer. His mouth refused to give up its task, nipping at the sensitive skin.

Only after a deep purple mark was left behind did the older man abandon the sweet patch of skin. He slid his mouth up searching for the hot lips of his partner. Once found, he dived into a deep kiss bruising his own lips against Shuichi’s. He heard his own moan chorus with a much higher voice.

Shuichi wrapped his arms around Yuki holding him tight, not wanting the moment to end. Once every ounce of breath had been sucked from him he pulled, gasping loudly. He refused to give up easily, taking a deep breath and crashing his lips against Yuki’s. Once again melding their mouth’s together.

Yuki smirked again at the eagerness of his beautiful lover. His hands slowly worshipped the small frame under him, tracing every muscle along his slender frame. Fingers dipped with every curve, stopping only to tickle gently between the boy’s thighs.

Shuichi gasped, parting his legs, allowing Yuki’s body to fit perfectly against him. The pink haired man had become accustomed to his lover’s subtle hints and seductions. It was no secret that Yuki longed to take him at that moment and his lover definitely desired for the same thing.

Yuki shifted briefly, only to return a cold slick hand between Shuichi’s thighs. The younger man shivered as a finger tease his entrance before pressing completely into him.

“Oh Yuki,” Shuichi exclaimed only slightly surprised at the sudden action. Shuichi relaxed easily, pulling Yuki tight to begin another attack on his swollen lips.

Yuki pressed a second finger into his young man, sucking on hot sweet lips. He felt his own need growing and his patience for foreplay waned.

“Please,” Shuichi finally whined to the delight of his lover. “Please Yuki, I need you now.”

Looking into violet eyes, Yuki could not deny his gorgeous partner any longer. He quickly prepped himself before pressing into his writhing companion. A deep growl escaped his throat as tight heat surrounded him.

Shuichi cried out in pleasure feeling Yuki press himself down to the hilt. He arched high off the bed, thrusting his hips to aid his dominant lover. He had become a quick study in the art of making love to the blond, vowing to learn with each session.

Yuki grunted at the added friction, wrapping his slick fingers around his mate’s aching arousal. He felt himself urged on by moaning and soft mews of Shuichi which soon created a soft melody that was their lovemaking. Yuki found himself addicted to the sounds. Never had he heard such a beautiful sound than that which came from the gentle innocence he laid within. He found himself dreaming of them often, but nothing was better than the moment when he was creating them from the singer.

Shuichi began to sweat as the heat built between them. He dug his short nails into the back of Yuki’s arms, trying to pull the man harder and closer to him.

“Baka,” Yuki hissed pushing Shuichi’s arms above his head and pinning them there. The older man began deep, fast thrusts into the smaller man pretending to be annoyed by the action. He looked down watching the blissful ecstasy his lover was experiencing.

Shuichi cried out feeling his excitement peak. His body failed him as he shuddered hard as hot jets of cum covered his stomach. His hips continued their fast pace, his voice continued a long moan as the waves still crashed with each movement.

Yuki thrusted faster, smothering Shuichi’s mouth with is own, muffling a long strangled moan of his own as orgasm hit him. His body froze as he filled his sweet lover.

Their heated kiss slowed to gentle nuzzle. Yuki pulled from the kiss first as he looked at his sweaty, disheveled lover. He tried to catch his breath as the vision filled his head. He would not forget this sight. It was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen and nothing would ever take that from him. Not even himself.

“Yuki, that was wonderful,” Shuichi finally managed to say a little breathless.

“Yes.”

Shuichi smiled widely. “I love you so much,” he sang as he wrapped his now free arms around the blond to hug him tightly.

Yuki allowed it briefly before he pulled out of Shuichi’s embrace. “You’re sticky.”

“Well who’s fault is that?” Shuichi giggled.

“Yours,” Yuki replied coldly as he got up from the bed. The cold air and absence of his lover’s body gave him a shiver.

Shuichi pouted as he watched the blond head for the bathroom. “Yuki, you’re soooooooo mean.”

Yuki returned quickly with only a wet cloth he used to wipe his chest and belly.

Shuichi blinked, as a look of confusion spread across his face. “Yuki, aren’t you going to shower?”

“No.”

“But you always….” Shuichi had begun. His words were cut off by a sharp slap of the wet cloth as it hit his chest.

“Clean up,” Yuki ordered as he pulled out a pair of black slacks and a purple dress shirt from out of his closet.

“Yuuuuuuuuukiiiii,” Shuichi whined.

Yuki clenched his teeth as he ignored the cry of the smaller man.

“Yuki you can be so cruel,” Shuichi grumbled as he cleaned off his stomach.

“Get dressed,” Yuki barked as he reached into the closet again to grab a pair of khaki shorts and an orange shirt. He tossed them at Shuichi’s head not caring how the singer would react.

“Mph,” Shuichi tried to rebuttal but the clothes had stopped him from speaking. “Why? Are we going somewhere?”

Yuki froze a moment and then turned to his baffled lover. “Just dress and meet me in the living room.” With that he escaped down the hall.

Shuichi smiled as he tossed his clothes on and bounded through the hallway noisily. He found Yuki on the couch as he smoked. His face lit up as he crawled onto the writers lap.

Yuki wrapped his free arm around the small body of his lover. “There’s something I must do.”

“What do you have to do Yuki?”

“I have to take a vacation.”

“A vacation?” Shuichi grinned. “Oh Yuki, where are we going?”

Yuki bit his tongue to refrain from any insults. “I didn’t say we,” he finally hissed a bit harsher than he had meant to.

“Yuki?” Shuichi asked as his face fell into deep concern.

“I need to go and figure some things out,” he replied.

“But…but… Oh Yuki, I’m sorry. Whatever I did, I’m so sorry. Just tell me what I did and I’ll never do it again,” Shuichi rambled in a panic.

“Baka! You didn’t do anything. I have things to figure out. I need for things to be fixed before I can be whole and completely here for you,” Yuki replied pained at the hurt look on Shuichi’s face.

“I don’t understand.”

Yuki sighed and hugged his crying partner gently. “Of course you don’t, you silly boy.” He paused as Shuichi’s sobs slowly ceased. “My past still haunts me. In my sleep it still comes back. Yuki still haunts me and I need to get rid of him so I can come back to you.”

“How long?” his voice cracked as he sniffed.

“I don’t know. A few weeks, maybe a few months, it’s too early to tell.”

Shuichi threw his arms around Yuki’s neck dumbfounded. “Months? It might be months? How can I live without you for months?”

Yuki allowed the tears and babble that followed. He knew his lover and had prepared himself for this moment. He knew Shuichi was emotional and he knew how he felt for him. Or maybe how Shuichi thought he felt for him. Time away might prove or reject that theory. Still, something inside Yuki didn’t want to leave his pink haired singer. Something inside him wanted to stay right where he was even though the consequences would be much higher.

“Yuki?” Shuichi sobbed as he rubbed his nose on his long sleeves.

“Don’t call me that anymore.”

“Don’t call you Yuki? Why?”

“Just call me Eiri. It’s my name. Yuki is dead. I need to find Eiri,” he hissed much harder than he had meant to.

Shuichi lowered his head as his voice all but vanished. “Sorry… Eiri?”

“What is it?”

“Will you call?”

Eiri sighed, “Maybe after a while.”

“What about me?” Shuichi asked in an innocent meek voice.

Eiri had planned this for sometime. He had already worked out the details. His answer came quickly. “You’ll stay here. I’ve taken care of everything you might need and you can take care of things for me while I’m gone. You’ll go to work and come home just like you always did. I’ll keep in contact with Tatsuha and he’s agreed to come and visit you. He’ll check up on you and make sure you’re ok and keep you company for a bit.”

Shuichi tried to hold himself together but sobbed against Eiri’s chest at the words. He clung to the writer tightly.

Eiri let out a deep sigh as he knew that Shuichi still somehow blamed himself for the need of this vacation. “You want us to stay together, right?”

Shuichi nodded quickly.

“Then I have to do this. For me, for my health,” he began before he let the last words slip out in barely a whisper, “for us.”

Shuichi pulled his head from Eiri’s chest as his eyes blinked slowly. He searched the amber eyes before him. Eiri had never mentioned “us” before. Having heard him say the words seemed to have kick stared his heart as he forced a half smile.

“That’s better. I’ll be back before you know it.” Eiri stated flatly as he kissed the corner of Shuichi’s mouth.

Shuichi let out a soft sigh as he released his hold on the older man. He knew the time apart would be the hardest thing he’s ever had to do but maybe when Eiri came back he would feel better. He wanted to see Eiri happy. He wanted him happy with him. “When are you leaving?” he finally gained the courage to ask.

Eiri looked past Shuichi and towards the front door. His silence sent a shiver down the young man’s spine. He felt the writer tens and slowly he brought himself to look over his left shoulder. In front of the door laid two suitcases and Eiri’s computer satchel. Shuichi felt his eyes fill once again as he heard his lover’s voice. “I have to leave now.”

Shuichi panicked. “Now? But Eiri, you just told me. I didn’t know. We could have spent more time together before you left. I would have had more time to cherish with you. I… I…,” Shuichi finally ran out of words as his chest heaved and tears started to fall once again.

“You wouldn’t have let me go if you knew,” Eiri replied softly as he lifted Shuichi’s tear stained face. “Now give me a kiss goodbye.”

“No,” Shuichi sobbed. “Not goodbye.”

Eiri saw the fear in his young lover’s eyes. “For good luck then.”

Shuichi’s body trembled as he allowed Eiri to kiss him. He surrendered to the taste of his mouth as he was held tightly by the blond. More tears slip down his face as he kissed Eiri with all his heart.

Eiri pulled first, as he sucked softly on Shuichi’s bottom lip before parting completely. “I must go. I have reservations to keep.”

“NO!” Shuichi cried. “I’m not ready. Please Eiri.”

Eiri stood up as his young lover was sent tumbling to the ground with a loud thump. “I have to go now Shuichi.”

Tears flooded in pools around Shuichi as he desperately grabbed for Eiri’s leg. “Eiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!”

Eiri bent down and patted Shuichi’s head before he placed a soft kiss on his forehead. “Let go Shu-chan. I will return.”

Shuichi sniffled loudly. “Promise?”

“Yes.”

Reluctantly but obediently Shuichi released Eiri’s leg. He somehow found the strength to stand on his own shaky limbs.

Eiri’s chest tightened as he walked to the door. He heard Shuichi follow him. He bent down and picked up his luggage fearing the sight behind him. “You can write me and give my brother the letters. He’ll be able to forward them to me.”

“Ok,” came the soft, sad reply.

Eiri took a breath and turned to Shuichi. His lovers head was bowed to the floor, his posture sullen. Eiri’s chest began to hurt at the sight. He felt incredibly bad. He hated to hurt his Shuichi, but he was searching for an ending to a chapter of his life and the beginning of a new one.

Eiri leaned over and embraced Shuichi in a short tight hug. “I’ll be back.”

Shuichi couldn’t move. He couldn’t feel his body after Eiri withdrew. His vision clouded with tears as he could only watch as Eiri left.

The door hesitated for a moment before shutting quickly. The sound of foot steps faded for a moment before stopping. A gentle chime of the elevator was followed by the mechanical sound of it closing.

Eiri was gone. Suddenly Shuichi’s legs gave out and sent him to his knees. He bent over as he cried hard, his body shaking violently. He felt like he couldn’t breathe.

“He promised he’d come back,” he whispered to himself.

The quiet of the apartment echoed a lone sob. Shuichi’s world had walked out that door. He could only pray that it would return soon. He could only hope that he had enough strength to continue on without him around. Somehow he would find it and prove to Eiri that he could be supportive. But for the moment, he curled into himself letting emotion overtake him.

“I love you Eiri,” he whispered as he pulled himself into a tight ball and cried.

TBC….

Author’s notes: I posted this some time ago on gurabiteshiyon, but I thought it would be nice to have it viewed by a few others. The first three chapters are still rough and I\'m trying to edit them a bit more, however, if you get past those, it gets a lot better.

I do realize there is OOCness in here. But considering the characters aren’t mine to begin with, I could never know for sure what they would do. This is only an interpretation and entertainment.

Thank you to my beta\'s!