Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Cats, Crutches and Babies? Oh My! ❯ All Tied Up ( Chapter 33 )

Ryuichi made it back to his penthouse in just under half an hour. It was surprising how busy Tokyo's streets were, even when it was two o'clock in the morning. He smiled as Kitty meowed his agreement with their arrival home. The kitten leapt playfully out of the carrier when Ryu set it down, making him laugh and reach out to the youngster to give him a quick scratch behind the ear.

“You are just too cute!” he enthused as he continued into the kitchen to get a bottle of water. Kitty followed him.

He hummed a soft tune and sang a few bars here and there as he searched through the fridge, oblivious to the young man walking slowly towards him.

Ryu grabbed what he had gone into the fridge for, and dropped it with a scream only a few seconds later. When he closed the door to the fridge he had found Tatsuha leaning against the cupboard staring at him intensely.

 

“You scared me!” Ryu growled as he took a swat at the younger man in front of him. Tatsuha stood statuesque, not moving an inch. Something was clearly bothering him, and Ryuichi had a pretty good guess as to what the something might be. The singer turned and began tracking his water, which had rolled across the floor when he'd dropped it. When Ryu bent to pick up his fallen water, Tatsuha captured his form, leaning over him and molding their bodies together as he hugged the singer from behind.

“You scared the shit out of me earlier,” he said sternly, “I was just paying you back.”

Ryuichi sighed, and wrapped his own arms around those of his younger lover. He paused briefly, thinking about how wonderful it felt to be wrapped and embraced by such a beautiful, well sculpted pair of arms. Ryu grabbed his water and stood up, Tatsuha's body following him; refusing to let go.

“I seriously thought…I don't want to lose you to anyone, and especially not to that retard Shuichi.”

 

Ryuichi turned around in Tatsuha's arms and put his own tightly around him, protectively. There were times when Tatsuha could almost pass for the older of the two, but then this wasn't one of those times. Tatsuha sighed wantonly, his body confused as to whether he should feel comforted or turned on. He settled for just letting himself be held by his much older partner and allowing himself to be the younger one for once. Ryu squeezed tighter as Tatsuha started to cry softly against his chest. He felt he owed it to his lover to prove to him, somehow, just how much he was loved.

“Shh you don't need to cry Ta-kun,” he whispered softly in a calming voice, “We talked about this already, I'm not seeing anyone but you. Promise.”

Tatsuha straightened up to his full height and looked down at Ryu, “I want to believe you I honestly do, it's just you two looked like you were on a date to me and I guess I'm a lot more insecure than I wanted you to know.”

Tatsuha walked away from Ryu and started pacing towards the living room.

He couldn't stand still or he'd start crying again. Ryu followed him.

 

The monk continued. “A part of me still feels that this isn't really happening and that sooner or later I'll wake up in my bed in Kyoto. Alone. Drenched in sweat and…other things; back to wishing with all my heart that you'd see me, notice me in the crowd, because you could somehow sense that I loved you more than anyone there.”

He sat down hard on the sofa.

“God, Ryuichi, I've had this dream a thousand times before, seen you in a thousand different places, held you and touched you and kissed you so many times. More times than I have while I've been awake. I know that sounds wrong and stupid, but it's true. I love you with all my heart and soul, I have for years and I just can't be with you if you don't feel the same way about me. All I want is the truth.”

 

Ryu was stunned silent, his face displaying the malcontent and abhorrence he felt towards himself in that moment. How could he have instilled such little faith in his lover? Did he come off as some sort of person who banged and bailed on people? Did Tatsuha think he didn't love him? If there was some misconception in his lovers mind, he needed to set it straight and quick.

He leaned down and grabbed Tatsuha's hand, leading the boy to the bedroom. Tatsuha begrudgingly followed, glowering at Ryuichi's seemingly aloof attitude toward the issue at hand.

“While I know you might think sex can fix everything,” the black haired monk declared as they entered the bedroom, “I'm not really in the mood for it right now.”

He shrugged off Ryu's grip sharply and went to his side of the singers massive bed, his classic Uesugi temper starting to roil up inside his chest. At first he was anxious for Ryu to return home so they could make up and use this bed for much more than sleeping, but now that Ryu had dodged his question and ostensibly ignored his undying declaration of love, he was spawning a lot of other, less feeble feelings. Anger and dejection, to name a few. Old friends of the family it seemed.

 

The younger of the two stripped down while Ryu stood there, not saying anything. Emotions ruled his life, but they had never helped him solve a problem as big as this before. He wasn't sure what to do or say to ease Tatsuha's mind on the issue. Mouth struggling to draw words from his locked brain, he paced ever so slightly left to right. He'd never had to fear losing someone he wanted, that he cared about, so his experience in relationship wound healing left something to be desired.

There were enough people in the world who adored him, that Ryuichi could sleep with someone new every night for the rest of his life and still not have slept with them all by the time he keeled over, but he knew now that that wasn't what he wanted. At one time, yes, but he knew what it felt like to be with someone who wanted him, and only him and that person was the man standing half naked in front of him. He was sure of it.

When the younger man was completely undressed and getting under the blankets Ryu decided to attempt something.

 

He sat down on the bed. “Tatsuha…”

“You know, I just realized what people mean when they say `silence speaks volumes'.”

“Tatsuha, please…” The singer leaned across the bed, reaching out to stroke his lovers hair.

“Don't touch me.” Tatsuha snapped gruffly, pulling the covers up higher.

Ryu had had enough.

“God, Tatsuha I don't know what to say to you to make these feelings go away! I never meant to hurt you, this should never have happened and I'm going to make sure that every single person involved in bringing that hideous story to light pays dearly.”

Tatsuha rolled over and gave Ryu an angry questioning look. “And what exactly do you think that's going to do for me?”

Ryu reached out to him again, and this time the younger man didn't move away, he just froze in place.

“I'm tired of apologizing for something I didn't even do so please listen to me. The reason we were sneaking out, the reason I hugged Shuichi was because I was missing you, because I wanted to be with you, and…and I needed a friend to tell me that everything was going to be alright.”

 

Ryu sniffed as the feelings from the previous day started flooding back into him. A tear threatened to fall as he launched himself at his lovers body. “Please believe me Ta-kun! I'm not telling you anything but the honest to god truth, I swear it! I love you and I want to be with you for as long as you will have me. This,--” he motioned between the two of them quickly, “--us, we're so right for each other…I love you so much it hurts!”

 

The young monk placed a tentative hand on Ryu's back, sending a wave of warmth through the singers body. He was starting to feel loved again and he was determined to keep that feeling growing stronger.

“Why didn't you say any of that before?” asked Tatsuha softly. “If you had just told me why you'd been out there with him…”

Ryu snuggled in against his lovers chest and whispered, “I didn't want you to know how badly I missed you.”

“Why not?”

“Because I didn't want you to worry about me, or jump on a train to come see me.” He hugged Tatsuha closer, deeply inhaling the stimulating scent of his skin. It was not a man made fragrance, it was just his natural aroma; rich, warm, and alive. Just the smell and close proximity of Tatsuha's body were enough to awaken things low in Ryuichi's body. “Your father doesn't need to hate me any more than he already does, and he certainly doesn't need any more reasons to try and control your life.”

 

Tatsuha laughed deeply and the buttery soft tenor of the melody sent shivers down Ryuichi's spine. “First off,” he started affirmatively, holding up a finger, “I'm already here so your plan failed miserably, second,” -another finger went up to join the first- “I am the only one in control of my life, and lastly who gives a damn what my father thinks of you? He hates everyone, except maybe Mika, because she's the only one of us that's in the process of reproducing.”

 

“What about your brother?” Ryu asked quizzically. “He's got to have a kid out there somewhere after all of the women he's slept with.”

Tatsuha laughed. “You know, If I didn't know him, I'd be confident in saying the same, that he's bound to have illegitimate love children all over the place, but he's much too intelligent and selfish to let that happen.”

“What if some girl did show up with a kid?”

Tatsuha shook his head. “It would never happen, and even if it did I honestly don't know if he'd let a woman trap him any way. He'd demand medical proof before doing anything, of that I'm certain, and if the kid really was his I'm sure he and the mother would work something out. He's not a complete monster. I don't know what Shuichi would have to say about it though, do you think he'd be upset?”

 

Ryuichi wasn't sure. He and Shuichi had never really sat down and had a discussion about children before. He wasn't even sure if the singer wanted kids. Ryu was sure that Shu and Yuki-san would make decent enough parents adopting a baby on their own, but if the baby's birth mother was involved, especially if the birth mother was an ex lover belonging to Yuki-san, then things might be more than a little tense.

 

“Shu-chan is very happy and loving, and if the baby was your brothers, I think he'd come to love it too even if it's not his.”

 

Tatsuha was thinking the same thing. “You're probably right. I don't think that idiot has a negative or hurtful bone in his body. Boy, I'll bet my dad would be happy if something like that happened to Eiri though.”

 

He then gave a fairly decent impression of his ageing, narrow-minded father blathering on about children and the family name, making himself laugh.

A content smile blossomed over Ryuichi's face as he watched his lover put on the short act and Tatsuha soon stopped to watch himself be observed.

“What?”

The singer gave a sigh that petered out to a short subdued laugh, and shook his head amusedly. “Nothing,” he uttered quietly. “I just love to watch you, that's all.”

A warm comforting silence enveloped the two men, as they embraced each other.

A soft kiss brushed across Ryu's lips and brought him out of his wonderful daze. He was so happy that the two of them were finally back on the same page that he hadn't noticed himself spacing out. Tatsuha's gaze pierced Ryu's as a familiar, mischievous smile overtook his mouth.

“I love it when you watch me.”

 

There was a brief moment were neither man made a move, before arms and legs and mouths were interlocking at a blinding speed. They tore wildly into one other with a freighting hunger that neither had ever experienced before. It was as if they were fire and air, each unable to exist without the pressing closeness of the other.

They began stripping clothing off each other left and right, all the while clinging tightly, refusing to separate.

 

“Ahh…Ta-kun, stop…n-not there! Nnh!”

Tatsuha latched his mouth around Ryu's exposed left nipple as his fingers toyed mercilessly with the right. Ryuichi's nipples were extremely sensitive, especially if it was Tatsuha who was doing the caressing.

 

“What? You don't like it when I do this?” the young monk asked seductively between nips and sucks on Ryu's hardening buds.

If Tatsuha played with them much more, the singer was going to come just from that alone.

“Uhnn, no…” Ryu moaned hoarsely, from deep in his throat. “I love it. That's the problem I ahh… I'm not going to la-last if you keep doing that!”

Tatsuha kept idly plucking, nipping and playing with his lovers hardened, blushing peaks as the older man spoke, causing his speech to be peppered with outbursts of pleasure.

 

“Go ahead and come,” ordered Tatsuha salaciously, his playful smirk giving the indication that he had no intentions of stopping his advances. “I'm having fun teasing you and we've got no time restrictions right?”

The younger of the pair used one of his hands to pin his older lover's much smaller hands together above his head, inhibiting his movement.

“I want to make sure you know who your lover really is,” he whispered sensually into Ryu's ear. “I want to drill my name into your brain and your body so that you'll never forget.”

 

Despite his new human bonds, Ryuichi continued to writhe like a garter snake that had been snagged from the grass by a young boy.

“Ahh, yes,” he moaned, “…but I don't, ooh…I c-can't wait…I want you, inside…”

“Inside?” The boy asked, feigning ignorance as he lapped his tongue over the singers chest, “Inside where?”

 

Ryu's chest felt like it was on fire, and the heat from that fire was slowly melting his cock like a wax candle. Tatsuha's punishing pleasure was relentless, making the older man's thoughts blur and blend like static over a television program.

“Mmnh…y-you know where!”

Tatsuha shrugged and looked confused.

“Nope, sorry. I think I've forgotten.”

Ryu groaned his sexual and mental frustration as he was drawn deeper into Tatsuha's lecherous little game. He lifted his hips off the bed, desperate for contact and release, but Tatsuha moved out of the way and pinned his hips down with his other hand.

“I can see that you're desperate, but you need to refresh my memory.” The young monk got off the bed and wandered over to the closet to grab two ties off their rack. “I'll tie your hands up to the headboard so you can't get away, and then we'll play a game of hot or cold.”

Just the mere thought of being tied up and helpless against his lover's advances caused a slow trickle of moisture to ooze from the tip of Ryu's trembling cock.

This did not escape Tatsuha's notice.

 

Once he was done constraining Ryu's wrists to the headboard with a black tie, he picked up the second, which was a deep amber orange to match the wall color.

Ryuichi moaned. “Y-you're not going to blindfold me are you Ta-kun?”

The dark haired boy flashed a racy grin as he slowly ran the silky tie between his fingers. “No of course not... This ones for me.”

 

Ryu watched with bated breath as his young lover brought the tie to his face and secured it tightly over his eyes. The dark unruly hair falling over the vibrant color of the make-shift blindfold accentuated the young mans beautifully sculpted face. Just looking at that gorgeous facade, even with the most beautiful part of it covered, was enough to make Ryu's cock twitch and drool. Tatsuha could hear the hitch in Ryuichi's breathing and it doubled his pulse rate. He hadn't planned on turning this session into their first bondage type sex game together, but the opportunity had presented itself so perfectly that he couldn't resist.

 

Tatsuha felt around blindly for a pillow, which didn't take him long to find. He slid it under Ryu's hips, boosting them up off the bed and creating what he was certain would be a very tempting sight.

Once that was taken care of, the young monk slid himself into position on his stomach beside the singers head. “Now,” he started boldly, “I'm blindfolded so you're going to have to guide me to where you want me. If I'm getting closer to this mystery spot, just say `hotter' and if I'm getting further away say `colder'. Got it?”

Ryu nodded, his hands tightening on the tie that bound his hands. He sighed and groaned in anticipation of what was to come.

 

Tatsuha started off by placing a kiss on the side of Ryu's temple.

“Mmm,” Ryu sighed. “Cold.”

The dark haired boy moved a bit further down, then, caressing the singers jaw, he kissed his way towards the mouth that was giving him directions.

Once he reached his intended destination Tatsuha brought their mouths together into a melding, passionate kiss. Ryu mused briefly that being tied up made everything feel ten times more arousing and that they'd have to do it more often.

They separated and, breathlessly, Ryu moaned, “…Hotter.”

A grin spread over Tatsuha's face.

 

Slowly, the pair moved through the “game”, Tatsuha taking direction like an obedient slave, as Ryu drowned in the ecstasy of being fondled by his lovers mouth. If and when they did get around to fucking, the singer tied up on the bed was certain he wasn't going to last long. He guessed he was only a few strokes away from coming as it was.

 

Finally, the moment came when Tatsuha's mouth was a few fractions of an inch away from the base of Ryu's cock. The boy paused before moving any further down, as he could already hear his lover whimpering and moaning and he hadn't even made contact. He decided to be an ass and skip right over where Ryu wanted his mouth most. As he shifted around so he was laying directly between his lovers legs, he let his tongue touch briefly to the tip of Ryu's penis.

 

“Ahhn! Hotter!” the singer cried as his body shook and trembled with need. Once Tatsuha was nestled between the singer legs he resumed his course.

Slowly, inch by inch he kissed and sucked and mouthed his way further and further down. Eventually the singer started to squirm in embarrassment as Tatsuha got close to his ass. The monk had to spread Ryu's legs with his hands, and then keep them spread.

“Ahh! N-no not there! don't lick that…ahh…hot…nnh, I mean, colder!”

The young monk laughed at the singers feeble attempt to get him to stop.

“Ah-ah I don't think so Ryu-chan. My memory is starting to come back and I think this is the place you wanted me to go.”

 

Ryuichi wriggled his hips, trying to get away from the hot breath on his private places that was driving him mad, only to find that that provided an entirely different, yet equally mind numbing sensation. “No! Not there, I…it's ahh!”

“It's what? Let me find out what all this fuss it about.”

Ryu jumped when Tatsuha started to lick around the edge of his moist hole.

“Ahhn…Ta-kun stop! Oh…I-It's dirty! Don't…”

“No it's not,” Tatsuha murmured before delving a little further with his mouth and making Ryu cry out again. “Don't you like this? Doesn't it feel good to have me suck and lick your cute little hole with my mouth?”

 

Ryu's cock was throbbing and rock hard. “N-no…” he whimpered weakly. Tatsuha laughed. “You're a liar. You say no to me in a voice that's practically dripping with lust and you expect me to believe that you dislike it when I do this?” He shoved one of his fingers deep inside Ryu's ass, curling it upwards as he searched for that special place.

That was the last his body could take. The second he was penetrated, Ryu screamed his pleasure and jerked his hips wildly as he came all over his own chest.

 

“Such a naughty boy…Did I say you could come?”

Ryu was panting hard, his body exhausted when Tatsuha's smiling mouth moved up to latch around his lover's spent cock. “Nnh!… well, yes, no…uhn…but…a-ahh!”

 

“I see then.”

More slick fingers moved into place inside Ryuichi's tight passage and started to move in their own rhythm. Tatsuha slowly began to revive his lovers spent sex, pleasantly enjoying how very little he need to do in order to accomplish his goal.

It took Ryu's sex-fuzzed brain a minute to realize exactly what Tatsuha had used to coat his fingers with, but the cooling wetness now smudged and smeared on his chest and stomach made it quite clear.

`he's using my…'

A shiver slowly reverberated down the singers spine. Just the thought of Tatsuha using his own come to finger fuck him was too much stimulation to handle. His back arched and he let out a strangled sigh as his mouth contorted into a delicious little `o'.

 

The younger man smirked from between Ryu's legs. “You didn't think I'd stop just because you came all over yourself did you? No, no, we're not done yet.”

Erotic little squelching sounds filled Ryu's ears and drove him wild as Tatsuha played his body like a finely tuned instrument. He was the piano who couldn't make music on his own and Tatsuha, the skilled keyboardist who knew exactly which keys to hit and buttons to push in order to wring beautiful music from him.

 

When he was satisfied with the chorus of mewling, moaning and panting he was evoking from Ryu, Tatsuha paused to remove his blindfold. Ryu had a brief moment to wonder why, before his young lover moved up to secure it over his eyes instead!

“ahh…Ta-kun why…”

Tatsuha bent down to kiss him. “Because I saw how much more you enjoyed me when I tied your hands.” He tickled the palms of said hands lightly with his fingers, making Ryu squirm and pant. Everything on his body that Tatsuha caressed felt sensual and erotic to Ryu's heightened senses, sending jolts of pleasure to his stiffened member.

“Trust me Ryu-chan, this is going to make you feel amazing. Now I've got to go grab the lube so you be a good boy and stay right here.”

 

“Ah! Tatsuha no, don't leave me here like this!”

But his plea fell onto deaf ears. He felt so incredibly vulnerable laying tied there, even with just one of his senses taken away. He could already see that this was going to make things so much better when his lover did return. His body was very ready for sex and his senses were now skewed considerably. His sex soaked brain was now trying to compensate for his loss of sight, as well as deal with a whole host of strange emotions and sensations. It failed miserably and translated everything into some form of sexual pleasure; it sent every anxious thought and feeling straight to Ryu's cock.

 

The singer strained his ears, listening for Tatsuha's return, but to no avail. He just lay there in his own personal darkness, silently praying that looks was were it ended as far as similarities between the two Uesugi brothers, and that Tatsuha did not share his brothers sadistic streak. He begged any deities around that Tatsuha would come back in a timely fashion as he said he would, instead of leaving to go get cigarettes or something while he was tied up. Thinking of being so helpless and at his lovers mercy was doing strange things to his body.

 

Thankfully his prayers were answered and he heard Tatsuha's returning footsteps echoing towards him.

“Ta-kun I don't know how much more of this I can take. Please…hurry, I want…Nnhh…ah!”

Ryu cried out as he felt two very slick fingers slide back inside his body.

“Is this what you want?”

Ryu shook his head. “More,” he panted softly, voice trembling.

Tatsuha added two more fingers. “Better?”

“Mnnn…More…”

A soft chuckle danced into Ryu's ears. “What about… this?”

The younger of the two moved his hips up and pressed the tip of his cock to Ryu's quivering entrance.

“Ohh! Yes, that! I want that…”

The singer wriggled his hips, pressing down as far as he could trying to get Tatsuha to penetrate him, but his lover moved out of reach.

“Uh-uh, don't do that or I might have to go back to using just one little finger.”

 

Ryu sighed in frustration, but held still.

“Please…” he whispered.

“Well, I did have other plans, but, since you asked nicely…”

Tatsuha gently pushed just the very tip of himself inside, relishing the sensation.

Ryuichi shivered and twitched with eagerness as the younger man pushed slowly inside. “Ohh…fuck me… fuck me… fuck me!”

Tatsuha grinned devilishly, continuing his snails pace. Ryu growled his dissatisfaction, but it turned into a scream of delight when his lover suddenly plunged the rest of the way inside in one smooth thrust.

“Unhh! Yes, more…do it again!”

 

Tatsuha pulled out and gave one more thrust, before stopping. He could barely contain his amusement, but he had to keep from laughing, because eventually Ryu would figure out that he wasn't going to move unless asked, and it would be so much better if he discovered it on his own.

 

Frustrated, Ryuichi bucked his hips. “Nnhh, again…harder…faster…”

Once more, the young monk complied, giving a few more thrusts, each harder and faster than the last. When he started to slow down Ryu finally caught on.

“Don't stop! Keep going…ahn!…do it faster…”

His lover submitted and did exactly as he was told.

They repeated this cycle, Ryu giving commands and Tatsuha diligently obeying them over and over until the singer's voice became a constant ringing in Tatsuha's ears.

“Ahh… Ta-kun, I'm close…fuck me, fuck me, oh! Harder…yes! Ahh…stroke me…Ohh! God, like that…Unhh! Ahh…harder…harder!…Ahhnn!”

 

Just when Tatsuha was afraid he couldn't go any harder or do anything else Ryu shuddered and exploded, screaming endless refrains of “Tatsuha” and “fuck me” over and over; arching his back so far it looked like he was going to fold in two. The head board groaned as the singer pulled recklessly against it. Seconds later, Tatsuha echoed Ryu's body, bucking his hips with abandon, crying out and emptying his young body deep in his lovers depths.

 

The instant Tatsuha was finished he collapsed forward, exhausted, onto Ryu's sticky, sweaty chest. They were going to need to shower after this anyway so he didn't care in the least.

The singer pulled and struggled to free his hands, but nothing worked. He wanted so badly to run his hands through his young lovers hair and to hold him as they basked in the afterglow of amazing sex.

Tatsuha wrapped arms around Ryu's body and held him still. They didn't say anything for several minutes, they just lay together in silence, panting heavily like dogs on a hot summer day.

 

Finally, Ryu gasped, “Ta-kun…untie me?”

Tatsuha smiled and crawled up Ryu's body. “Not yet.”

Ryu began to whimper, but was soon silenced when Tatsuha started to kiss him gently. Hands removed his blindfold and fumbled with the ties around his wrists, freeing them as they shared that last passionate kiss. Ryu opened his mouth, eagerly searching for Tatsuha's tongue, as he brought his newly freed hands up to wrap around his lovers neck.

 

When they were done they smiled and looked into each others eyes. Not searching for anything, or expecting anything. They just stared, as if there was nothing else in the world but the person in front of them, and that was perfectly okay.

 

Ryu sighed and placed a kiss on Tatsuha's forehead. “I love you,” he whispered tenderly into that ruffled black hair, “But you're crushing me.”

Tatsuha laughed and rolled off of his lover, pausing briefly to revel in the sensation of their lower bodies coming apart.

“Better?” he asked.

The singer sighed. “No, but at least I can breath again.”

The older of the two rolled up nimbly into a sitting position, shuddering as various fluids started to shift on and inside his body. “We need to shower.”

 

“I know,” Tatsuha grinned.

Ryu leaned over and kissed that smirking mouth. “Come on then, I want to go to sleep before the sun comes up. We've got a long night ahead of us.”

The older singer got up and headed toward the door, legs moving a little stiffly from being held open. Tatsuha was confused.

“What do you mean a long night?”

 

Ryu paused in the door way and ran a hand through his hair, yawning.

“I'm taking you out. Shopping, dinner, movie, clubbing, the works. I think I want to show you off a bit.”

“Was that you asking me out on a date?”

Ryu smiled. “I believe it was. Do you accept my invitation?”

 

Tatsuha's brain reeled at the thought of getting to go out with Ryu to a club. Thoughts of flashing lights, pounding music and sweaty bodies grinding against one another sprang into his head as he followed after his older lover to the bathroom.

 

Ryu turned on the water for the shower and tipped his head slightly, waiting for a response.

Tatsuha slid up next to the singer and let himself be wrapped in an embrace.

“I'll be there with bells on.”

 

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AN:Ho ho! So I'm back from the anime convention with plenty of inspiration it seems! Went to see Miyazaki's new film “Ponyo”, Opening night and it was absolutely adorable. I loved “Creepy Dad” as me and my friends called him (I can't remember his actual name… Ponyo's father…). The movie was adorable, definitely go see it, even if it is a kids movie and you might think you're too grown up for kids movies. WRONG! You're never too old to enjoy kids movies! I am really excited to see “Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs“, as well as “The Princess and the Frog“! Embrace your inner child!

Anyway back to Ponyo…It was so different from other Miyazaki films, but if I had to pick one it was closest too, I'd have to say “My Neighbor Totoro”. There were no villains really or wars or fighting. Another thing that was different was there was no flying or any outrageous steam punk style machines, like we often see in Miyazaki films. It was so different and yet so perfect. The next big one I want to see, which was directed by miyazaki's son, is slightly more “normal” for Ghibli, war and disaster and magic and love, called “Tales from Earthsea” and it has dragons in it! It looks very good and I'll be getting my hands on the Japanese version soon (*wills mail to come faster*). English dub is in theatres July 30th 2010! Wow I just realized this AN has nothing to do with Gravitation…

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Uh okay so some Gravi related stuffs…uh I have the last few chapters of this story planned out now, I do have a physical ending sort of hashed out in a lonely word document and I am striving to end this by Christmas of this year! Now now don't be too sad, for I also have the outline for a short in-between type one-shot, as well as this stories sequel planned out as well. My brother and cousin are my idea guinea pigs and they say it's fantastic so don't be too sad that this stories ending because I can guarantee the next story is going to be fabo too! Do I see threatening e-mails and sperm being ejaculated into a cup? Nah…maybe I'm going crazy…

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Wow just realized I updated this in less than a month from the last one. Whoo go me!

For Gurabite Reviewers:

 

Dax:he he yes the dildo…I was hoping you would be a smart little perv and catch on to that one. That thought has entertained me many a lonely night. Tohma is a jerk yes, but I do feel sort of bad for him in a way. I agree on the Mika front and I'm sure that things will end up the way they are meant to end up (saying this because I already know how things are going to end up with them!). I'm reading and reviewing that story of yours that you asked me to, so go check your reviews!

 

BlackNeko: My Yuki and Shuichi bantering largely comes from my brother and I bickering constantly. Since we have similar personalities it's not that big of a leap to make from real life to the written page. Sadly my plans for yaoi con have been dashed, however I do plan on going next year. It is yes, but fear not. Read the AN for details!

 

happy noon: Ah, that's always lovely to have happen. Makes you get all tingly and mushy inside! Hope you enjoyed this most recent chapter, and will stick around to see the triumphant ending! Mwuahahaha