Out of and into Love | By : Catalinalunamoon Category: Gravitation > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1541 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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ADDITIONAL DISCLAIMER: I do not own or make any money from Gravitation or its characters. That honor belongs to Maki Murakami. I do not own most of the songs that end up mentioned. The ones i do not own, i put the owner's names right next to the mentioned song. The ones I do own, I say so at the end of the chapters. There is male/male sex, there is oral and anal, there is reference to a rape in the past, there is emotional turmoil, some mild violence (thrown objects, yanking of hair) and if i missed anything, I am sorry. I hope you enjoy this. Thank you to bakayarona and to my sister for help on this
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Tags: M/M, oral, violence, angst, anal
Chapter 1
Yuki growled at the noise in the other room. The damn brat was being so noisy! Coming out of his office, he shouted. “Brat! Keep it down out here before I lock you out again!” The noise continued. Walking into the living room, Yuki prepared to give the ultimatum one final time. “Oi! Bra...Tohma, what are you doing here?” He stood face to face with Seguchi Tohma and was that his brat being bent backwards in a backbreaker? “What do you want, Tohma?” Yuki said coldly.
“Eiri! I was just reminding Shindou-san of what was said at our meeting at work. Didn’t mean to disturb your work.” Seguchi said with his mysterious smile. “Shindou-san, remember what I said.” Yuki glared at the two men then turned to go back to his office.
“OUT NOW! That means you too brat!”
“Yuki! Yuki, gomen*, I didn’t mean to be so loud. Please, Yuki!”
“OUT!”
“Ok, Yuki”, Shuichi said, tears falling down his cheeks. He put on his shoes and grabbed his jacket. Then he went out the door. “At least, he let me get dressed first this time.” He didn’t see the smirk on Seguchi’s face as he left.
“You still here?” Yuki said to Seguchi in a voice that could freeze an ocean.
“I’m going, Eiri. Just one thing, how is the ulcer?”
“It is fine, now go!” Yuki said before slamming his door. Seguchi Tohma walked out the door with his evil smile on his face.
“Let’s hope Shindou-san gets the hint” he muttered. Unknown to him, a pair of sapphire eyes watched him, glinting in the moonlight.
Ryuichi watched Shuichi walk away in the direction of Hiro’s house. He knew nearly his every move by this point. Ryuichi thought, “I should have gone after him and offered to let him stay with me but he didn’t know I was back from America.” He tugged on Kuma’s ear to keep his thoughts sorted. “Tohma was there. I know he was trying to make Shu stay away from Yuki-san, and to be honest, I was glad. He is my Shuichi. That damn Yuki keeps making him cry and it pisses me off to no end. Part of me wants to drive my fist into his face for all the tears I have seen Shu cry but Kuma...oh sly smart Kuma. He reminds me that isn’t the way to win over Shu. Right now, I need to be more concerned with what my oldest friend has in store for the one I love. I can’t let Tohma hurt him. Still hidden from view, Ryuichi watched as Tohma takes out his phone and calls for his car.
Shuichi walked to Hiro’s house and knock on the door. When the door opened, Hiroshi rubbing his eyes, Shuichi says to him “Gomen for the late hour.”
“Again? Why this time?” Hiro said as he let Shuichi in.
“Tohma came to our place tonight. To REMIND me of my place in HIS world. He wants me out of Yuki’s life and damn near broke me in two to get his point across. Yuki heard me trying to get away from Seguchi and tossed us both out. At least it wasn‘t just me this time” Shuichi said with a smirk. Hiro looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it. He, instead, reminded Shuichi where he keeps his spare pillow and blanket.
“Crash here tonight if you want. I’m sure he will be over it in the morning. Then after work, why don’t you go talk to him.”
Shuichi thought “I will crash here but I think it is time to think things over. Although everyone thinks I’m just a baka, I know that I am capable of serious things. Do I hide behind a kiddie mask or is it real? I do not know but one thing I do know is this. I love Yuki but I am almost at my breaking point. Should I go back and forgive him, AGAIN or should I just go. If only Sakuma-san wasn’t in America, I could talk about it with him. (Maybe, if he doesn’t have his scary look going. That look is soooooo intimidating.) He, at least, is a neutral party. Now that he has Tats, he stopped saying that he wants me. Although, it was a little awkward there for a bit.” With that, Shuichi got ready for bed.
* an apology
A/N: Reviews are always wanted. Please don’t fry me too bad as this is my first fan fiction. I will not hold this story hostage for reviews either. Sorry for any short chapters.
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