Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Gravitational Pull ❯ Where Hands are Unable to Keep Off ( Chapter 2 )

***Not MINE exept for the plot. Gravitation is Murakami's...though I wish I had Yuki...*sighs* **** Someone bring me lemonade for a lemon chapter^^ Thanks for reviewing reviewers and please review again and again ^_^ I'll love you forever. Oh, and new comers, it'd be great if I could get ideas...and suggestions heh heh. Alright, on with the show!!!



Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual situations.


CHAPTER II


Monday morning, Shuichi bolted right to his feet when his alarm rang. He knew he had to get ready fast since Tatsuha was going to come by and pick him up. Ah, the joy of having a boyfriend...Shuichi thought. He loved feeling special because Tatsuha was currently going out with him and not with someone else. The other girls' vicious looks for him said enough about their resentment. Of course, it was to be expected since Tatsuha was on top of the list in the school newspaper 'Hottest Men' and he was only in junior year, not to mention all the rumors about him being able to bed teachers to get grades....should Shuichi feel something else other than acceptance?

'It doesn't matter now.' He whispered in mind, 'What matters is the present. He's been satisfied with me for half of the school year...and we've done nothing else other than kiss each other...it's perfectly perfect.'


By the time all of Shuichi's thoughts were cleared in the bathroom, Tatsuha's motor could be heard from his window, and immediately Shuichi ran out of his room down the stairs and flung himself into his boyfriend's loving arms, "Ohayou Ta-kun!" he greeted, swinging himself on the back seat of the motorcycle.

"Morning." Tatsuha yawned, pulling out of the street and heading towards school.

"You said you had something to talk to me about?" Shuichi asked, rather hopeful it was not a break up call.

Tatsuha nodded, "Yeah," he yawned again, "We'll have a new transfer student today."

Shuichi raised his pink brows, Why would Tatsuha care? He nodded, "Yea?"

"Can you take care of him? I'd do it, but Sensei Yamamoto's giving me extra punishment that'll take place during school. I'm in trouble again, but anyways," Tatsuha stopped on a stoplight and continued, "he's new so he won't know where to go. You don't have to find him, cause he'll probably get people to beg him to ask them where the classrooms are, but I trust you. So you'll be okay if you come upon him?"

The littler teen nodded. Something was missing...something...

"Oh, and by the way, I've got another call from home. Dad wants me in the temple sometime this week...so you wouldn't mind if we spend more time than the usual right?" He parked outside the school and let Shuichi jump off, "I know it's asking a lot since homework was doubled, but I'll miss you and-"

Shuichi stepped forward and kissed the sleepy man. All ideas of a break-up scene leaving him. Tatsuha wanted to spend time with him...that's something to have, a devoted boyfriend who's eager to be with you. "Yeah. It's cool Ta-kun. We'll spend time together...okay?" and with a final lick, Shuichi stepped back and waved as Tatsuha turned the corner of the street and to the parking lot, fully awake, if not arouse.

'Hm, something is still missing.' Shuichi thought, but he didn't know what it was and let it go.


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"Hey Shu."

"Hey Hiro." Shuichi looked away from his paper and up to his handsome friend (also in the hottest men list), "Please tell me you're not here to collect on another song."

"I am." Hiro teased, but knowing Shuichi, he probably had nothing to offer, "But, later. Oh, by the way, have you heard about the new student?"

"freshmen?"

Hiro shook his long tresses that passed as hair, "No, I think he's in juniors class...or seniors, not sure, but my resources tells me Tatsuha's got to share the first place on the newspaper for that one voting poll-'Hottest Bishounen." when Shuichi didn't look at him, he asked, "You either don't care or you're too busy writing your songs again." his eyes narrowed, "Or maybe you got hit and you're actually doing your algebra homework?"

Shuichi's eyes watered, "I It's just..." he whispered, "I didn't finish homework because I don't know anything about it...wa~ah." he smiled, "Help me Hiro?"

Rapping his knuckles on the pink head, Hiro sighed, "I told you that Tatsuha was no good, but you just have to spend time with him. Well, I can help you, I guess."

"Not this week though."

Hiro's face turned blank, wasn't his friend wanting help? What good would help be if the assignments were due this week? "What?" he asked.

Shuichi's face puffed in happiness, "Tatsuha is going to leave sometime this week, so I'm going to spend as much time as I can with him." he pouted, "Don't be mad Hirooo~kun"

"Not with that face." Hiro chuckled and ruffled his hair, "It's lunch time, let's go." he nudged towards the door and the other didn't object. Who could refuse lunch?

Pushing back his seat, Shuichi shook his head and followed after his friend. Damn, he cursed, I can't get this song out of my head, but when I write it down it's all crap...maybe it's because that homework is bugging the hell out of me. And---Shuichi was brought out of thought when he bumped head on against a studen, Damn it! He cursed, picking up his stuff and scolding himself silently for his mistake. Looking up to apologize, he couldn't help but let a surprise sound escape his lips. Those dark golden hair and sharp, enticing pale eyes...those couldn't be anyone's but-

"Y-Yuki?" Shuichi gasped out loud.

All women (and some queer men) turned their eyes at the mention of the name. Who hasn't heard of the new Senior that just came in early that morning? Everyone's hearts fluttered to see the gorgeous god-like beauty (except for Hiro. He has no interest in men).

Yuki's face was expressionless as ever, but he shifted and said flatly, "My damn brother can't help me get around because he's in detention. He said you could though..." when Shuichi just kept staring at him with his purple orbs, he added, "Or do I have to bribe you with a date too?"

Shu's face became distorted. Yeah, that sounded about right when it came to Seniors. They'd bribe anything to get a piece of the man standing right in front of him. Sighing out his thoughts once more, Shuichi smiled and took the paper, "I'll show you around, and FYI, only seniors ask for dirty favors. Let's go then...let's see..." he looked at the classes and turned the other way exactly opposite from the way he and Hiro was heading to, he called out to his friend, "Hiro! Go on ahead of me, I'll show Yuki-senpai around, so don't wait up okay?"

"Sure, just don't starve yourself again!" and quickly Hiro left along with the disappointed crowd. Why hadn't Yuki asked a better looking sophomore? (Shuichi looked good, but he was only cute...to those only who wasn't familiar with his mischievous side.)





Shuichi looked at the paper again, "Hm...journalism..." he stopped when a hall that came two direction confused him, but quickly recollecting some of his classes in the same building, he looked over his shoulder and smiled at the tall Uesugi, "You look just like your brother Yuki-senpai."

"No, HE looks like ME. I'm older." Yuki peered down into his violet eyes and quickly almost tore away when he felt his head would explode in...what was that feeling?

Shuichi grinned, "Yeah yeah. Here we are, we're almost there." he turned another corner with the trailing man, "Oh, so you like to write then huh?"

"Why would I pick the class if I didn't?"

"Just asking." Shuichi pouted, but halted in front of a room with the same number as the one on the paper, "Here you go." he stepped aside from the door and grinned wildly as Yuki kept looking at the door, "Nervous?"

Light gold eyes shifted in his direction, "If everyone stares at me like that, I'll be." Yuki didn't know why he felt pleased when the lithe boy nodded with a giggle.

Shuichi beckoned him to stoop down to his level with his index finger, when Yuki, hesitatingly leaned down, Shuichi caught him with a surprise as he stood on his toes and kissed the older man's forehead, "Good luck senpai." and he hounded off with a wave, leaving the expressionless teen to his own device.

Yuki shook his head and opened the class door room, I'm not three idiot.' and Yuki glanced over the dark and empty room once before closing back the door and heading down more of the hallway to his real classroom.

'Still...I guess that was a pretty good trick for the moron.' and unknowingly the senior touched his forehead where he could still feel the feminine lips.


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Sophomore Shuichi didn't know what had caused him to do so, but that pale skin touching the sun made him want to touch the man. So he tricked Yuki and planted a good luck kiss on his forehead. There was something about him that made Shuichi thirsty even after getting a satisfactory touch of him, and as the week slowly and agonizingly passed, he couldn't help but feel the way he's never felt of Tatsuha to Yuki. The distinction between his feelings for Tatsuha and the ones of Yuki was completely in a way different, and since Tatsuha was his boyfriend, the pink haired sophomore/singer, thought of his want of Yuki as a kind of bond friendships had.

It still nagged him that Yuki's growing popularity within that week was as incredible as Tatsuha's first year in school. And another thing that bothered Shuichi was the way his heart would skip two beats when he'd hear Yuki's affairs and then return to its original beat when he's broken it off the next day. Surely, he was just worried that about Yuki as a friend, right?

By wednesday, students flocked around to gossip of Yuki's quick relations, some or 'most, even researched his previous school and brought up the subject of Yuki's fornication...not that it bothered anyone, if anything more, women wanted Yuki's piece inside them, and they knew Yuki would have no standard if they could just get them to ask them out since Yuki could be more likely to refuse than accept if they asked him out.

All in all, Shuichi found it interesting, but he supposed this would be the reaction of the girls that admired Tatsuha throughout their three years and to have it crush when he started staying more and more faithful to Shuichi.




Friday and the gang, Shuichi, Tatsuha, Yuki and Hiro walked silently from school, they've formed friendships rather quickly (though Yuki was more of just a presence that was just there and would only choose certain subjects to interfere in whether to correct or make fun of the dumbasses).

"Hey, you guys have any plans tonight?" Hiro asked.

Shuichi and Tatsuha looked at each other and shook their heads (Yuki walked ahead since he noticed they tended to slow down when talking).

Hiro dug deep into his uniform pockets and held out a set of tickets, "A new club's opening and we scored ourselves new tickets. So we can go if there's nothing in your calendar. Wanna go?"

"Oh yeah!!!" Shuichi and Tatsuha said in unison.

Hiro looked up ahead of Yuki, "Oi! Why don't you take your girlfriend with us?" Yuki stopped short as Hiro and the others caught up, "Who was it, Hanako was it? She's pretty, why don't you take her with us?" Hiro asked more in detail.

Shuichi and Tatsuha glanced at each other.

"Yeah aniki, then Hiro and his girlfriend can be hot on the dance floor while you and Hanako get your think going and me with Shuichi will have our fun at the floor too."

Shuichi wasn't sure what it meant, but he had caught Yuki's glance towards him, and he grinned at his blank faced, handsome senpai and teased, "I get really hot on the dance floor, so why don't you come?" his smile remained innocent which Hiro and Tatsuha knew was more of a natural facade that came with the wildness unharnessed in clubs.

Yuki nodded, and soon the tickets were handed out and the two brothers left in a different direction while the best friends turned another way.

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Ever noticed that time passed slowly when waiting for good things? Damn straight that's how Shuichi felt as he paced all around his room in his tight hot outfit. When was seven going to roll around? Hiro noticed it too, but he was quite enjoying the way Shuichi fit into that short denim short shorts with ripped designs on it showing skins and almost the rest of his slender thighs. The slender dark red shirt fell just inches away from the short's zipper and the dakr auburn leather jacket defined and reflected Shuichi's lithe form and bright face-edgy for the time being.

"Shuichi, you look like your about to get jumped by a sex deprived sex master XXX." Hiro commented, "Or maybe you look like you HAVE been jumped."

"Should I change then?" Shuichi asked. If Hiro said yes, he would have to wear nothing since everything else was...too conservative for a friday night.

"No."

"Thank god."

Hiro grinned, "Look, it's already eight, we've made the others wait half an hour. C'mon, let's just go and stop fidgeting with your shorts."

Shuichi yelped happily as he had pleased his best friend at last and now he could not wait for Yuki-whoops, er, Tatsuha, his boyfriend's reaction.




"God, Tatsuha yelled when they entered the club with blaring sounds and erotic lights, "Who jumped you?!"

Shuichi blushed at the comment. Did everyone in the world think a like now? And what was wrong with his clothes? Everyone's seen worst, right? He opened his mouth and let out a squeak, "You don't like it?" he fidgeted with the hem of his top.

"Are you kidding? It's GREAT! Let's dance!" Tatsuha said and pulled Shuichi from the stairs and down to the dance floor where a woman, with breasts hanging out and legs wrapped around Yuki were already getting it on. Though...Yuki didn't seem to look too comfortable.

Shuichi shook his head, Tatsuha wanted to dance, so he would dance. With his boyfriend, thinking about his boyfried Tatsuha and not the well being of-

"What'cha thinking Shu?" Tatsuha asked in a soft whisper.

Shuichi shook his head and smiled, "You of course..." ..........well that wasn't far from the truth.

The pink haired man began getting into the wild rythm of the music and started dancing right up next to Tatsuha, his hips swaying here and there where-ever it pleased, his hands running on his body giving a strip-tease-like show to the crowd who was just watching or dancing and was now watching.



Yuki hadn't really want to go to the club. He just wanted to see the wild side of that cute sophomore...well, the moron anyways and see if it lived up to what his younger brother had been bragging about while changing that evening. He guessed that maybe Shuichi had a wild side, but for some odd reason, Shuichi had not been taken Tatsuha yet and that also contradicted Tat's words. If he was so good, how could the young Uesugi refuse? If there was something absolute about attraction, it was that the Uesugi brothers would not hesitate to play you if you were one bit living their standards...somewhat. So, for another thirty minutes, Yuki and Tatsuha waited for the others, but when they didn't, Tatsuha finally became impatient and began to dance, while Hanako, his current date, tried to coax him away from his drinks.

'Like hell I'll go with you.' was his thought to her bribary that was very very obvious.

Thirty minutes later, Yuki became impatient too and decided one dance wouldn't hurt...but had he known his brother's boyfriend would enter the minute he started rubbing against the girl, he would have returned to the bar instantly, but he didn't.

Hanako dance well enough, but she wasn't full of energy like the kind Yuki preferred. She was a great dancer which was...okay, but also tired of it, Yuki looked up an around to see another decent partner when he caught sight of his brother and his boyfriend...but his eyes only stayed on Shuichi as soon as the boy started making everyone else look incredibly pathetic with his teasing and arousing dance. What was he, a sex god? Yuki's intent gaze stayed on Shu and for the time being, he allowed his mind to wander off where it was reserved for his lower regions...resulting to his erection hardening.

Whatever softness he had remaining, left him when Shuichi caught his eyes...and that innocent questioning look in his violet eyes drove Yuki mad! The senior's eyes followed as Shuichi dismissed himself from Tatsuha (who rubbed almost against everybody and didn't care) and headed to the bathroom.

Yuki waited a moment longer, and then excused himself also from the disappointed maiden.



'GOD!' Shuichi thought, dumping water on his face, that look on Yuki's face. Was that summoned by that...by that girl? It was so carnal and animalistic that as soon as Shuichi caught his eyes, he was trapped and the only way he could escape was to escape physically. That's why he was in the bathroom...and why was it empty-
the door swung open, finally...some people, it's creepy to be alone in a room with four empty stalls-

"Why are you here?"

Shuichi swerved his head up and he looked at Yuki whose intent glaze from before have never left his eyes. Jealousy seathed through him to think a woman could turn Yuki on.

"Um...I...I had to go. So I went." Did that make sense?

Yuki neared him, not taking notice that he'd cornered Shuichi against the counter, "What's the matter?" he whispered, "We're you...turned on out there?" he pressed his body lightly against Shuichi and looked down at the boy's obvious arousal.

"Nngghh...." Shuichi gasped at the contact, "Y-yes..." he wanted to get away, but Yuki had already trapped him with his arms on his waist.

"By whom?" the other asked ever so softly, one arm wrapping to the small boy's back. Yuki touched their foreheads and ghost the feel of his lips on Shuichi's, "You were dancing quite provocatively back there..." his lips moved to Shuichi's neck, then again, he was barely making contact, feathering kisses that barely connected here and there.

Shuichi arched his back, "Yuki...n-no...you're...you're drunk." but he loved that feel of Yuki's soft lips. Has he felt like this with Tatsuha?

"No. Right now," Yuki kissed the corner of his mouth, "I am more sober than I've ever been in my life." he lapped his tongue on Shuichi's bottom lip, "Right now, I want to get revenge from you for turning me on in one full glance."

The sophomore body quivered and tried to pull away, "I did...that?" he asked, feeling the obvious cock on his stomach, stabbing him like a knife.

"Mmm." Yuki replied, burying his face on the boy's slender neck. The taste was quite salty from all the dancing.

Shuichi brought his hands on his chest and pushed Yuki away, "But I-I don't like...you" his last word faltered when Yuki neared him again, and this time his body was so outraged by the last lost contact that it refused to hand over control to Shu.

"Really?"

Shu could only nod.

The senior student cupped Shuichi's sharp chin and placed a gentle kiss on it, and then erotically he voice, "Let's put that theoory to the test..." and without a single warning, he locked their lips violently-intruding in the entrance that already welcomed him even if he had not.

Tongues dancing in the dark caverns, primal lust taking over...their two heated bodies unknowingly moved to the last and furthest stall in the room, mindlessly locking the door, Yuki's hands hitched on Shuichi's belt hoops and pulled him up-Shuichi jumping willingly and wrapping his tanned legs around the slender waist of his senpai. Oh, he knew it was wrong, he knew he had a boyfriend waiting out there, and he knew everything would be destroyed if someone would come in and hear their ragged breathing...but that was the issue, their ragged breathing made all his thoughts incoherent and any sign of sanity and logic left both as they parted lips to recover their breathing and kissed each others neck, and Shuichi, yes he was savoring it all, of his senpai's hand slowly moving underneath his shirt and to his chest were two pink nubs lay in anticipation ready for the things to come.

"N-no..." Shuichi moaned, hearing his jacket fall on the cold tile floor.

"No?" Yuki repeated, removing Shu's shirts and letting it fall on the towel rack. He kissed Shuichi's collar bone, moving down with a wet trail to his right nipple, he growled, "Yes." before nipping at it completely and tugging at it with lusty need. His hand had stopped just right above Shu's arousal.

The stall shook as Shu threw back his head against it and screamed in an earsplitting volume, "YES!" Shuichi loved it all, Yuki's left hand on his butt inside his shorts, Senpai's right hand on his erection and the blonde's tongue giving him his full attention, "Yukii...we ca-an't!!" but Shuichi's legs around him only tightened as he felt his shorts somehow fall on the ground with a soft brush. How did he do that?

Yuki himself wasn't exactly dressed. His shirt was in complete disarray from Shuichi's vice grip and fumbling fingers, his pants barely held up by his belt...but Yuki didn't mind, what he did mind was that writihing body that he was taking over. Who knew Shuichi could be the most delicious thing he's ever touched? Yuki-senpai nipped at the boy's nipple until it drove them both mad with need and soon, Shuichi was clawing at his back with ferocious need that would soon get him in trouble...no doubt, "Stop..." he whispered, the stall still shaking from their banging heads, "Stop this..." he saw Yuki glare at him with need and near his lips, "now.." he finished-but Yuki had already taken his lips and this time, the kiss was nice and slow, and it drove tingles all over Shuichi's naked body.

"SHUICHI!" the bathroom door slammed open, letting in the blaring sound from the club.

Shuichi moaned in silence as the kiss went on. It was Tatsuha!!!!

"Shu?" and Hiro! God, this is it-they're going to get caught, and still he and Yuki was kissing sensously! "Hmm, maybe Shuichi already left." Hiro said aloud.

Tatsuha shrugged from outside the stall, both men not bothering to look on the floor, "You think? I didn't see him come out...oh well, let's go. Maybe he's looking for us." and the two friends left the bathroom in a hurry, leaving the two kisser in the stall alone once more.

How could I do this? Shuichi thought, enjoying and dismaying the feel of Yuki's talented tongue, Tatsuha trusted me! I am his boyfriend...how could I go with his brother? Tatsuha's never mistreated me...

Yuki was suddenly pushed back, and before he could say something, he saw the trickles of tears flowing down on the beautiful wet cheeks he's been lapping on.
Before the senior student could say a word, Shuichi was dressed, so he settled with gripping Shu's wrist tightly and kissing him some more. Again Shuichi kissed him back, but came to senses and pulled away with a whisper,

"We can't..." and he was gone.

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Yuki sighed heavily and crawled between Shuichi's legs as Shu had tried to back away, "Because I was worried when you didn't seem to want the sight of me..." he said, his lips centimeters away from the boy's cheeks.
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A-N: Give me lemonade? I'm thirsty...