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Gravitation › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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5
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2
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Chapter 1: The Start of My Horror
Eiri X Shuichi
Greatest
By Eule Vix
Chapter 1: The Start of My Horror
You know, it’s not all the time that I can be happy. It’s not all the time that my heart is brimming with joy. I can always be the spazzy pink haired kid that everyone knows me to be. Everyone has problems, and no matter what my fame brings it doesn’t change that I’m human. But after today I don’t think many see that.
Me and Eiri came out and told the world that were we’re together, though, afterward we tried to keep the questions on it secret. Our life continued, my life became more and more insane and something seemingly out of a Sci-fi B movie. I was happy, horrible and unnervingly angry at times, and so sad I though that if my soul could be seen that it’d blend in with the sky. It’s been a while since my and Eiri’s relationship cleared out of murky waters. He loves me for who I am, and he finally understand my love for him and my love of my music.
But that’s my life, that my world, and as far as other people my story with the rest of the world is just beginning.
__---------------__
It was just a few days ago. It had been after I had done a large concert with Hiro and Suguru so we had a few days off before we had to get back to the normal everyday work of playing and writing songs. And of course Eiri was doing another book signing even that day so instead of hanging around the house I decided to get my ass off the couch and walk down into town. And even though I wore a hat and glasses and of course non suspicious clothing I though that I could do a little shopping and get something for Eiri. But of course, bad luck was right behind me.
I was walking by a bistro, whistling the tune to “Spicy Marmalade”, and as I walked by the wind decided to blow my hat off. It was tossed a way behind me and as to try not to give me away I scrambled too get it back on my head. But I’m not the fastest guy around when it comes to running, unless it’s K with a gun to my head.
“Hey! Are you Shuichi?”
I still bet it was my song that gave me away. My guts twisted as my name was said by a burly looking American, hoping that if I had any fans near by that I wouldn’t have to run for my life again today. I also though it kind of weird that someone like him was a fan of mine. I glanced around and didn’t see any movement, but I learned quick I have to keep my eye on the questioner as well. I felt in a split second the right side of my face being smashed by the fist of the man in front of me. I fell back smashing luckily into a small decorative tree stopping me from being thrown into the street and run over. I groaned and from where I sat I glowered at the man who had assaulted me.
“What the fuck was that for?”
“Your that gay fag singer! That’s reason enough! People like you are ruining the sanctity of the world!”
I couldn’t believe what this guy was saying. I’ve heard of bigoted people who hate gays and I know what they have to say, but hearing it in real life is like watching someone you love die before your eyes. I instantly became angered, I mean who wouldn’t? I quickly stood up and yelled back at him.
“Asshole! It’s people like you that stops the world from progressing! Just because you feel you have to protect your masculinity!”
That earned me another punch in the face from the asshole, this time though the tree didn’t catch me and I fell into the street hitting a car that had just parked in front of the bistro. There I blacked out and when I awoke I found myself handcuffed and in a police station. Apparently the cops were called and the car I hit was theirs when they arrived. Something I also learned was that the bigot that made my face now inflamed was the cops buddies so of course he was believed. I was getting charged with something minor, not assault or anything, but my guts were twisted. I could see in their eye that they were planning on hurting me more then my punches to my face. It’s these times that I don’t understand people, the ones who can hate another so much because their different then them. All I could hope was that someone called Eiri, or let anyone who knew me know I was hear. I knew then it was worthless hoping. After telling me what I was charged with they took me to the back, I though they were putting me in a cell for a night, but a night in cell looked like a luxury.
These two cops brought me further and further into the precinct, I’m guessing the area that the other cops never went to. One of them opened the door while the second violently shoved me into the room, I lost my balance and smashed my face into the floor. I started trying to get up though my hands were cuffed behind me. I was able to get into a sitting position and say the same man that knocked me out that day. They were all by a table laughing as they were stripping. My eyes went wide as my body began to shake with fear. I had already been raped once and the memories from it I had suppressed. Now then mental scars were brought back, tears started to stream from my eyes. I had no reason to not fight back like I did the first time. I had nothing to hold me from fighting back, but then only thing stopping me from getting up and trying to open the door was the fear that gripped my legs.
TBC
Greatest
By Eule Vix
Chapter 1: The Start of My Horror
You know, it’s not all the time that I can be happy. It’s not all the time that my heart is brimming with joy. I can always be the spazzy pink haired kid that everyone knows me to be. Everyone has problems, and no matter what my fame brings it doesn’t change that I’m human. But after today I don’t think many see that.
Me and Eiri came out and told the world that were we’re together, though, afterward we tried to keep the questions on it secret. Our life continued, my life became more and more insane and something seemingly out of a Sci-fi B movie. I was happy, horrible and unnervingly angry at times, and so sad I though that if my soul could be seen that it’d blend in with the sky. It’s been a while since my and Eiri’s relationship cleared out of murky waters. He loves me for who I am, and he finally understand my love for him and my love of my music.
But that’s my life, that my world, and as far as other people my story with the rest of the world is just beginning.
__---------------__
It was just a few days ago. It had been after I had done a large concert with Hiro and Suguru so we had a few days off before we had to get back to the normal everyday work of playing and writing songs. And of course Eiri was doing another book signing even that day so instead of hanging around the house I decided to get my ass off the couch and walk down into town. And even though I wore a hat and glasses and of course non suspicious clothing I though that I could do a little shopping and get something for Eiri. But of course, bad luck was right behind me.
I was walking by a bistro, whistling the tune to “Spicy Marmalade”, and as I walked by the wind decided to blow my hat off. It was tossed a way behind me and as to try not to give me away I scrambled too get it back on my head. But I’m not the fastest guy around when it comes to running, unless it’s K with a gun to my head.
“Hey! Are you Shuichi?”
I still bet it was my song that gave me away. My guts twisted as my name was said by a burly looking American, hoping that if I had any fans near by that I wouldn’t have to run for my life again today. I also though it kind of weird that someone like him was a fan of mine. I glanced around and didn’t see any movement, but I learned quick I have to keep my eye on the questioner as well. I felt in a split second the right side of my face being smashed by the fist of the man in front of me. I fell back smashing luckily into a small decorative tree stopping me from being thrown into the street and run over. I groaned and from where I sat I glowered at the man who had assaulted me.
“What the fuck was that for?”
“Your that gay fag singer! That’s reason enough! People like you are ruining the sanctity of the world!”
I couldn’t believe what this guy was saying. I’ve heard of bigoted people who hate gays and I know what they have to say, but hearing it in real life is like watching someone you love die before your eyes. I instantly became angered, I mean who wouldn’t? I quickly stood up and yelled back at him.
“Asshole! It’s people like you that stops the world from progressing! Just because you feel you have to protect your masculinity!”
That earned me another punch in the face from the asshole, this time though the tree didn’t catch me and I fell into the street hitting a car that had just parked in front of the bistro. There I blacked out and when I awoke I found myself handcuffed and in a police station. Apparently the cops were called and the car I hit was theirs when they arrived. Something I also learned was that the bigot that made my face now inflamed was the cops buddies so of course he was believed. I was getting charged with something minor, not assault or anything, but my guts were twisted. I could see in their eye that they were planning on hurting me more then my punches to my face. It’s these times that I don’t understand people, the ones who can hate another so much because their different then them. All I could hope was that someone called Eiri, or let anyone who knew me know I was hear. I knew then it was worthless hoping. After telling me what I was charged with they took me to the back, I though they were putting me in a cell for a night, but a night in cell looked like a luxury.
These two cops brought me further and further into the precinct, I’m guessing the area that the other cops never went to. One of them opened the door while the second violently shoved me into the room, I lost my balance and smashed my face into the floor. I started trying to get up though my hands were cuffed behind me. I was able to get into a sitting position and say the same man that knocked me out that day. They were all by a table laughing as they were stripping. My eyes went wide as my body began to shake with fear. I had already been raped once and the memories from it I had suppressed. Now then mental scars were brought back, tears started to stream from my eyes. I had no reason to not fight back like I did the first time. I had nothing to hold me from fighting back, but then only thing stopping me from getting up and trying to open the door was the fear that gripped my legs.
TBC