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 Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:07 pm
Chapter 26
"Yuki! Make me tea!"
Yuki sighed, gritting his teeth together. Shuichi had gotten better over the past few days. He was finally fully awake, but Yuki wasn't sure just how happy he was about that. It seemed like every moment it was 'Yuki!' this and 'Yuki!' that. There seemed to be no end to Shuichi's spoiled demands. But Yuki had to admit that he didn't mind too much. He actually kind of liked playing nursemaid to Shuichi, carrying him like a baby from place to place, and spoon feeding him soup. It was so adorable he began to wish he had been a photographer so that he would be able to take pictures of it.
"No." Yuki muttered, turning the page of the edited manuscript that he had been given back to read through. "Make it yourself."
"But you told me that I wasn't allowed to walk." Shuichi wined, pulling the covers up closer to his chin
Yuki sighed.
'How can he possibly be so cute, even when he's sick!'
"Yuki!" Shuichi said, nestling closer to him, his hot forehead rubbing against Yuki's arm "I'm thirsty..."
Yuki sighed. He knew he couldn't refuse Shuichi anything. He knew that he would eventually give in, and so whatever it was that Shuichi wanted, so he sighed and agreed, sliding out of bed to make Shuichi tea.
"And some hot yummy soup too!" Shuichi yelled
Yuki sighed again, rolling his eyes and heading into the kitchen. When Shuichi was sure he was gone, he slid out of bed, quietly carrying the hot water bottle that he'd been using to help keep his fever up, and decieve Yuki's themometer when he wasn't looking.
He slowly turned on the tap to scolding hot, and poured the now cool water out, and began to fill it up again.
"AHA! So that's how you've been doing it!"
Shuichi jumped and turned around to face Yuki, who stood, arms crossed.
"Yuki!" Insert fake cough "I mean..."
"You minx."
"Hey!" Shuichi yelled "I'm not a minx! I'm not even a chick!"
"You're not sick!"
Pause.
"Hey... that kinda rhymed didn't it?" Shuichi asked
"Yeah... but that's not the point! You've been distracting me from working when you're not even sick any more!"
"But... Yuki!" Shuichi wined.
"I... augh!" Yuki yelled in frustration, chasing after Shuichi who had slipped past him through the bathroom door and was heading for the front door. He caught up with Shuichi just as he yanked open the door, starteling Mei who was standing right there.
"OH!" She yelled "You scared the crap out of me! Shu! What the hell are you doing!" She asked, reaching up and feeling his forehead "You're sick! What are you doing out of bed... and feeling suddenly kinda cool..." She cocked her head at him, then looked past him to Yuki, who stood off to the side, looking slightly peeved "Huh?"
"He's been faking."
"Oh." She looked at Shuichi, finally understanding "Oh! Why you clever minx!"
"I'm not a chick!"
"You're not sick either... hey that kinda rhymed."
"We already made that point." Yuki said
"Oh, really?" Mei asked
"Yeah."
"Oh, phooey. I miss everything." Mei said, crossing her arms, she then winked at Shuichi. "You just wanted him to spoil you for longer didn't you?"
Shuichi nodded sadly.
"Can't blame you, Kid. I mean, have you had his soup?"
"Oh God yes." Shuichi said, getting slightly weak in the knees "Have you ever had him spoon feed it to you while you sit in a bubble bath?"
"No... lucky."
"I know!"
Yuki cleared his throat. Mei stepped fully into the apartment and closed the door behind her, kicking off her shoes.
"On to why I'm here." She said "I have a request for the suddenly healthy Shuichi."
Shuichi cocked his head at her, intrigued.
"What is it?" Yuki asked for him
"I need him to do a performance for me." Mei replied, turning to Shuichi "I just so happen to be the owner of the lovely club Lido, and the band that was supposed to be performing there in two nights canceled last minuet... and I need a great replacement, and I heard through the grapevine that you're pretty amazing."
Shuichi blushed.
"I wouldn't say that... but..."
"He'll do it." Yuki said, answering for him
"What!" Shuichi exclaimed
"You'll do it."
"What if I don't want to?"
"That wasn't a question. And besides, you know you want to, and it'll get you out of my way so I can actually get some work done." He turned to Mei "He'll do it."
"Great!" Mei said, clapping her hands
"But... but..."
"I'll see you in two nights!" She said, walking happily away
Shuichi turned and glared at Yuki, who only smirked.
"I really, really hate you, you know that?"
"I know. And I'm okay with that."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:36 am
Chapter 27
Shuichi Shindo walked into Lido the next morning, a large grin plastered on his face. Afterall, who wouldn't be smiling when the love of their lives was holding their hand?
Shuichi smiled up at a grumpy Yuki, whom Shuichi had dragged away from his beloved laptop, which, as Shuichi put it: 'Got more sexual pleasure from Yuki then he did nowadays', when Yuki started loosing his peripheral sight, and suffered from a severe case of tunnel vision.
Fearing that his lover would go blind, he gave Yuki the cutest puppy eyes he could manage, and convinced him to walk him to Lido and meet his bandmates.
"Wow Yuki, I never knew you were so protective." Shuichi said
Yuki grumbled something in response, and blew on his knuckles that had been recently slamed into the face of a man who was very obviously checking his Shuichi out. Yuki, already being in bad mood, simply turned around and punched the guy in the face in the middle of the sidewalk. When the guy fell over, Yuki would have preceded to stomp him had not Shuichi stopped him and draged him away, saying that he didn't want to be late.
Shuichi nestled closer to Yuki, and slowly started making their way down the black marble stairs that led into the club. Shuichi grinned, blushing.
"I feel like a bride."
Yuki sighed, rolling his eyes.
"If I didn't love you so damn much, I'd kill you Shu."
"I know."
Shuichi smiled, standing in the middle of the dance floor that was now empty. The club looked so different when it was unpopulated. The once crowded space looked so much bigger and empty. Shuichi turned his head back, closing his eyes and listening to music heard only in his memories, as he delved deep into them, and digging up the last time he was here. He could almost feel Yuki's hands on his flesh again, his body pressed against his, his awkward, but ridiculously hot movements, sways and occassional provacitve thrusts.
'That was probably one of the best nights of my life.' Shuichi thought, smiling softly 'His skin was so soft, and his scent... his lips...'
Shuichi opened his eyes, realizing that it wasn't his memory, that Yuki really was touching him, holding him tightly to him, planting gentle kisses on his neck. Shuichi grinned, and turned to face him, standing on tiptoe to fully meet his lover's mouth and pull him into a deep kiss.
"Ahem."
Shuichi's eyes snapped open, and he pulled away from the kiss, and turned to face his bestfriend Hiro, who stood, arms crossed, tapping his feet.
"Oh, Hiro!" Shuichi said, crimson filling his cheeks as he took a step away from Yuki. "I... uh... This... this is Yuki!" Shuichi said, a little too loudly, pointing towards his strangely casual lover.
"Nice to meet you." Yuki said, extending his hand
"Oh trust me." Hiro replied, taking it "The pleasure is all mine."
The air was thick with tension for a few moments, before Shuichi spoke.
"Where's Fuji?"
"He just called, said he'd be late." Hiro replied, his gaze not leaving Yuki's.
Yuki's cat-like amber eyes stared deeply into Hiro's. The two were locked into a stare off, that strangely went unnoticed by Shuichi, as he continued to survey the place. Suddenly, Hiro's 'death glare' faded, and his eyes warmed.
"I'll bet you want coffee Yuki-san." Hiro said "This way." He said geustering
"Sure."
Once they had reached what would become BAD LUCK's dressing room, Hiro shut the door, and his glare returned. He moved over to the coffeemaker and poured Yuki his promised cup of coffee.
Yuki's eyes narrowed as he took the cup.
"So, let me guess. This is the part where you threaten me?" Yuki asked casually, taking a sip and sitting on the table in the center of the room
Hiro chuckled softly and leaned against the adjorning table against the wall. After a while, he spoke, his eyes not meeting Yuki's.
"Shuichi's been my bestfriend since... well... I can't exactly remember when. It seems like forever. Like we came out of the womb caring about each other. And in all the time I've known him, he can sometimes do very dumb things."
"So I've noticed." Yuki muttered, taking yet another sip and wincing. He had been so angry earlier, that he hadn't realized that he'd been drinking instant. He sighed, setting the cup aside
'I've really got to get to the coffeeshop.' He thought
"He's pretty impulsive." Hiro continued, not listening to Yuki "He goes with his gut. Which I kind of respect. He follows his blood... which sadly... doesn't always flow in the direction of his head. He's not exactly known for being a thinker."
"And you say you're his bestfriend?" Yuki asked
Hiro smirked softly, raising his head, but his eyes still not meeting Yuki's.
"So, I've always looked out for him." Hiro continued "I've always made sure he was happy."
"Then where were you when he was living in the closet?"
"And since he's met you..." Hiro continued, obviously forcing himself to ignore Yuki's comments "He's been very very... well... Shuichi-like. He's happy with you."
"I thought you were going to threaten me." Yuki said, crossing his arms "I was actually looking forward to it."
"There are a lot of people who never want to see Shuichi hurt." Hiro said, his glare finally reaching Yuki's eyes in a death stare that rivaled his own "And if you ever hurt him, ever make him cry... for anything other than his own imense stupidity... we'll talk again." Hiro said, making his way towards the door "And let's just say this conversation will go a bit differently."
Hiro opened the door and prepared to leave, before Yuki spoke.
"I would never..." Yuki said softly at first. Hiro turned to him, to find Yuki looking down, staring at nothing really "I would never hurt him, I mean." Yuki said again "Shuichi, he has the ability to heal people..." A small smile graced the writers lips "To bring out emotions and levels of happiness in me that I never knew existed. He's precious to me. I love him more than... than I've ever loved anything." He brought his now warm amber eyes up to Hiro's curious stare. "He... he makes me... shine."
Hiro smiled warmly, and nodded softly, before turning down the hallway to join the bouncy pink haired boy, who never noticed that anything was going on.
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