Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ I Feel Good! ❯ Chapter 1

I Feel Good!

Warnings: Total OOC in some parts, PWP, t-i-n-y bit of angst, lame attempts at humour,
generally a stupid fic, stupid title, first time I wrote a fic so PLEASE be nice!!! ^_^;;;
Pairing: YukixShuichi

Stuff:

"blah" - someone's talking
'blah' - someone's thinking
*blah* - someone doing something
~*~*~*~ - change of scene
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters(even though I'd like to). They all
belong to Maki Muramaki... *sob*

Shuichi sat alone in the big apartment waiting for Yuki to come back. Yuki had
gone out to buy some take-out since Shuichi had tried to cook for them, but had
instead wrecked two pans and the ceiling now had some interesting spots to
marvel at. Before he went out, the writer had given the pink-haired baka strict
orders not to do anything that would risk further damage to his apartment.
"Who does he think he is? Calling me a baka, I was just trying to make some-
thing nice for him!" he grumbled to himself.

He plopped down on the couch, sighing loudly. He started wondering why every-
thing he did messed up somehow. He knew that he was clumsy, it was in his nature!
But he had still hoped that tonight it would be all right, that he could prove to his
beloved Yuki that he could do things and not wreck something in the process.
"I know that Yuki thinks I'm an idiot, but he still doesn't have to rub it
in!" he continued his complaining. "It's not like I TRY to destroy things, he's so
cruel!"

Satisfied with his declaration of Yuki being a total jerk, he sat still waiting for
his lover to return... for about five minutes.
"AUGH!!! I'm so boooored!" he wailed. He couldn't play his PS 2 since Yuki
had accidentally stepped on it on the way to the bathroom in the middle of
the night. Predictably he had completely wrecked the poor machine. That thought
made Shuichi even grumpier. Yuki had yelled at him for never cleaning up
after himself. Of course, that was after he had finished swearing and cursing while
jumping around on one foot around the whole apartment. Shuichi had felt terrible,
and he continued to apologize for two days until Yuki had snapped at him to shut
up. The singer had gotten upset and had run out to a park. There he had called Hiro
who comforted him and encouraged him to go back and apologize to Yuki.

They got together again, of course, and the make-up sex was good...
Shuichi's cheeks got a lovely tint of pink to them as he recalled the night's... events.
They had both felt that they overreacted. Of course, it took a while for Yuki to calm
down, considering he had small bits of plastic stuck in his foot.

Shuichi sighed once again. 'How long does it take to get a bit of take-out?!' he
thought. His stomach was grumbling from lack of food. He pondered whether
he should listen to one of his old Nittle Grasper cds, and started to look for it,
but he couldn't find it anywhere! While he was peeking under the couch for his
precious cds, a thought came up. 'Maybe Yuki's been cleaning again?'
Then he remembered that Sakuma had bought a cd-rack for all of the magenta-
haired boy's records.

He went to their bedroom where the rack had been placed. Suddenly he caught
sight of a cardboard box in the corner of the room. He opened the box
and snuck a peek into it. It was filled with American cds!
He picked one up and tried to read with his best English: "Jamesu Burowonu".
He felt proud of himself and suddenly he wished for Yuki
to be there so he could hear for himself that his English wasn't too bad.
Maybe he'd even praise his little lover? 'Naaaw, if he'd do that... Oh! I don't know
what I'd do!' Shuichi giggled. "Hmm... I wonder who put these here?"

He turned the cd to look at the titles, but they didn't make any sense to him, even
though he could read the titles (A/n: mostly... -_-;). He'd been pondering what kind of music
Yuki liked since he'd always been complaining about his own music taste,
but had never considered it to be so intriguing that he'd ask the author himself.
He tried to guess what kind of music this "Jamesu"-character did. Since Yuki wrote
romantic novels, maybe it was love-songs to inspire him while he worked?
'No, it couldn't be that, I've sung plenty of those and he's never liked them any more
than my other songs' the singer thought. (A/n: Poor, clueless Shu-chan! ^_^;;;)
"Well," he said aloud, mostly to convince himself, "I guess the best way to figure
out, is to try it!" He went into the living room again and pressed the "Power"-button.
He placed the disc into the stereo and pressed "play" and sat down
and waited. A few seconds later a loud and slightly rough voice cried out through the
speakers:

Oh! I feel good!
I knew that I would
I feel good
I knew that I would
So good! So good,
I've got you!

Shuichi sat speechless on the floor as the lyrics were shouted out by the raspy voice.

Oh! I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
So nice! So nice,
I've got you!

As the trumpet started playing Shuichi's lips started slightly to move. No sound came
out though, it was clear that he was in a minor shock. 'THIS is what Yuki listens
to?!' he thought disbelievingly.

When I hold you in my arms,
I know that I can't do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms
My love wont do you no harm

And I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
So nice! So nice,
I've got you!

He was listening so intensely to the song, that he didn't notice the door open when
Yuki let himself in. Yuki had been surprised that the baka hadn't waved at him from
the window like he used to when he heard the engine of his car.
When he opened the door and heard the record play he thought: 'Masaka! It couldn't
be...' He placed the boxes with take-out in the hall and crept towards the living room.
And there was the pink-haired idiot, sitting on the floor like a statue.
'Oh, shit. What am I going to tell him? That they just appeared K'so!' Yuki
thought while he frantically tried to come up with an excuse for the cds.
'I'll just distract him with food, hn. That ought to keep the baka busy!'

The song had finished playing and Shuichi pressed the "stop"-button as if under a
spell and carefully placed the cd back into it's cover. 'I better put these back before...'
Then he felt as if someone was staring at him and he whirled around and caught Yuki
staring at him. Both froze and remained where they were and just gawked at each other.
Shuichi was the first to say something.
"Yuki, where... why... you're not angry, ne?" he stuttered uncertainly.
Yuki stood there for a moment and watched the boy squirm. If he didn't cut it
out soon he'd wear a hole through the floor.
"Hn. Cut that out, baka." he said edgily. "No, I'm not angry, just a bit surprised,
I didn't think I still had that record, that's all." he explained, trying to calm his koi.
Shuichi was too nervous being caught under Yuki's intense glare that he didn't
notice that he had been insulted once again.
"Ano, where and why did you get these?" Shuichi asked carefully.
Yuki glared at the boy and snatched the cd from the boy and placed it once again in the box, then grabbed the box and carried it into their room once again. He then went back to the hall and fetched the still warm take-out. Shuichi followed him and when he caught the scent of edible food, his mouth started watering and his stomach gave away a mighty roar of hunger. Shuichi was to hungry to even blush or care and followed Yuki in his dog-costume to the kitchen, whining like a puppy for food.

As they sat eating in the kitchen (gobbling in Shu-chan's case) Yuki mused silently
to himself. 'How'd he find the stupid things? I should have hid them better. What the?'
His musings were interrupted by Shuichi who was choking on a piece of beef.
Yuki started patting his lover's back until the worst of the coughing-fit was over.
He watched the boy give minor coughs now and then before he finally calmed down.

"Arigato Yuki!" the boy managed to wheeze out. Yuki sighed quietly in relief, he almost
constantly worried about the boy, though he'd never admit it to him. He then watched almost in disbelief as the brat started to eat at the same rate once again. He became annoyed and worried at the same time, which always resulted in him yelling at the pop-idol.

"You damn brat! Learn to eat properly, chew before you swallow you baka!!" He pulled
away the plate from Shuichi so as to prevent another coughing-fit.
"But I'm hungry!" he wailed. "Why are you so mean to me?!"
"Hn, if I didn't care about you, I'd let you continue eating the way you do!"
Shuichi tried to reach out for the plate, but Yuki simply drew it away. Then the costume-clad boy tried to launch himself for the plate which made the younger bishounen land on the floor face first.

"YUUU~KIIII!!!!!!" he wailed. "You want me to die from starvation, don't you? You jerk!"
While Shuichi ranted Yuki finished his meal and his patience had grown thin
from the boy's complaints.
"Urusai! Quit your whining, brat! I'll let you eat, but only in a way so that you wont
start choking again!"
"What? Don't you think that I can't even EAT by myself without you watching every
move I make?! Do you really think I'm that stupid?!" Shuichi yelled in a hurt voice.
His earlier thoughts coming back with full force. Yuki groaned mentally. He loathed the
kid's rants and tirades about nothings. 'Oh well, better avoid another fight to avoid that
crazy American...' he mused. His nerves had not yet fully recovered from the last meeting with K.
"No, I don't think your all stupid, I didn't mean it like that. I just don't want you to choke
again." he explained in an almost soft voice. He gathered his younger lover into his arms
and noted that somehow he'd gotten out of the dog-costume. He felt Shuichi melt against him,
and then he heard a quiet whisper:
"Gomen Yuki, it's just that sometimes I feel so... useless..."
"You're not useless and you know that, you've got millions of fans out there, great friends,
you write number one hits, you..."
"But I don't care about that!!" Shuichi interrupted Yuki. "What I care about is what you think
of me! Nothing else means anything to me if you're not there for me!"
Yuki was suddenly too moved to say anything, so he settled for holding his lover tighter.
"I'll always be here for you, koi." he whispered into Shuichi's neck.
"Promise?" the almost-sobbing voice said.
"... ... ...aah."
This time Shuichi really sobbed and proceeded to squeeze the air out of Yuki's lungs.
"YUKI!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he shouted and squeezed the novelist even tighter.
Yuki's arms flailed around him. 'I knew this was a bad idea!!!' his mind screamed.
In the end he managed to pry the pink haired whirlwind off of him.
"GAAH! I'm sorry Yuki! I didn't notice!" Shuichi exclaimed and started to frantically buzz
around his lover while yelling apologies.

Yuki managed to breath back air into his lungs, and then proceeded to shut the baka up.
Shuichi's mind went to a total stand still as usual when Yuki kissed him. The kiss was
sweet but brief. When they parted Yuki gave a last lick to Shuichi's lower lip.
Shuichi stared into the hazelcolored eyes of Yuki Eiri and breathed a soft "Yuki..."
"Are you going to be quiet now, baka?" Yuki said teasingly to his koi.
"Mou! I don't believe you! When you for once decide to be somewhat nice to me, you
immediately turn cold again!" he complained.
'I guess not' Yuki sighed mentally.
"... and it was such a nice moment too! You just HAD to ruin it, di- *mmph*" Shuichi was
yet again cut of by an action thanks to Yuki, although this time it was because of a vegetable
being pushed into his mouth. He was lifted into Yuki's lap by the kitchen table.
"If I'm not mistaken, you said earlier that you wanted to eat, and I'll let you do so, but only
if I get to feed you, Shu-chan" Yuki whispered delicately into Shuichi's ear. "You ok with that?"
Shuichi didn't reply, but proceeded to eat the veggie and after he swallowed it, a new piece of
food was pushed into his mouth. This went on until the plate was empty.
"Thirsty?" Yuki held out a glass of juice to Shuichi, who drained the whole glass before patting
himself on his stomach and giving out a small whoop. Almost immediately afterwards he blushed
and stuttered an apology to Yuki who gave him a small smile and said it
was all right. He nuzzled Shuichi's neck and placed small nipping kisses along his jaw line,
Shuichi gave a small moan and started to squirm around in Yuki's lap. Then Yuki's lips
reached their goal, and his tongue made a swipe across the pink-haired boy's lips, before
he started to kiss the living daylights out of the younger man. Shuichi's tongue came out
to battle with Yuki's. In the end Yuki won, mainly because he had started to slip his hand
up Shuichi's thigh and the singer's gasp gave him free way to his moist cavern. When he came up for breath, panting filled the air as they tried to regain their senses.
"Shu-chan, let's go to bed." Yuki whispered huskily, never ceasing his hand's journey
along Shuichi's thigh.
"ahh... unh! Stop that, or I wont make it to th-YUKI!!!"
Shuichi's answer was a low chuckle as he was swept up into his lover's arms and was
carried to their bedroom.

~*~*~*~

Later when the room had gone quiet once again, the two lovers lay entwined in each other's arms and the bed sheets. Yuki was listening to the soft snoring of his pink-haired idiot, and was stroking his soft hair. He took a drag of the cigarette he'd lit and looked down athis comatose koibioto. His little lover was at his finest at times like this. All quiet
and his lax expression signalled complete contentness. His train of thought was interrupted
by Shuichi's small mumbles in his sleep. He sighed and stubbed the cigarette in an old cup
of coffee. He bent his neck and inhaled the boys smell of sweat from the... "exercises" they'd had.
"Shu-chan..." he mumbled into the pink mop of hair.
"Yuki?" Shuichi mumbled sleepily.
"Gomen, did I wake you up?"
" 's ok... Yuki?"
"Aah?"
"I love you."
"I know. I... I..." he gulped.
"...I know, Eiri-chan."
"*Blush* who gave you permission to call me that?"
"*Giggle* you're so cute when you blush, Eiri-chan!"
"*blush blush* I. Am. NOT. Blushing!"
"*Chuckle* oh, really now?"
"Ch', cut it out... baka."
"No fair!"
"Hn. Serves you right... ... Shuichi?"
"Yes?"
Yuki sighed and buried his face in deeper into his lovers hair.
"I... *mumble mumble*"
"What? I didn't catch that last part."
"I wuwu."
"What?"
"Wuwu!"
"Yuki, tell me already!"
"*Sigh* Have you gone deaf?! I said I love you!"
"..."
"Shuichi?"
"..."
"Oi! Shu-chan?"
".... Yu-.... YuuUUKIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW you loved me!!! I love you SOOO much!!!!"
As Shuichi continued to babble about his never dying love, Yuki sighed contently.
The stack of cds came to mind once again. He recalled the time when he was a kid, he had
been a fanatic collector of old cds. When the interest had died out, it seemed like such a shame to
throw or sell it all, so he'd kept them for memories sake. 'Eiri, you are becoming sentimental.
Prehistoric at 23. Ch'!' Suddenly Shuichi's head disappeared beneath the blankets.
"Shuichi? What are you... what, again!?!?"
"*muffled giggle*"
"Ah! Baka! Cut it out! I'm tired, I... oooh..."
"*snicker*"



~*OWARI*~

Author's notes: Oh. My. God. How terrible!! I know it sucks!! it's my first fanfic EVER so PLEEEASE be nice to me?!?! Pretty please?