Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ I Love...You? ❯ Sexual Tension ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: BakaYasha 
On his way home from School, Shuichi finds himself deep in thought.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.06.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 282 | Status: Work In Progress
On his way home from School, Shuichi finds himself deep in thought.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.06.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.2K | Visits: 282 | Status: Work In Progress
On his way home from School that afternoon, Shuichi found himself rather deep in thought. A pair of young kids raced passed him laughing, their square, red leather backpacks bouncing up and down in alternating unison, their yellow hats flying behind them, held on only by their white draw strings.
“That reminds me of us when we where that age,” he thought nostalgically.
The nature of their friendship had changed, but not very much else had.
He still remembered the first time he and Hiro had met.
It had been inside the slide at the play park in the center of their neighborhood when they were four years old. It was rusty and neglected now, but back then it had been newly built, freshly painted and shining like the most beautiful thing their young eyes had ever seen. Little Shuichi, feeling intimidated by all the other kids and the big open space of the park, had ducked into the bright green tunnel slide at the edge of the playground. To his astonishment he found it was already occupied by a quiet looking boy who appeared to be about his age. “Hello. My name is Hiroshi.” the boy had said softly. Shuichi curled up next to the new boy he’d met, and replied with his own name. “My name is Shuichi. Why are you hiding in here?”
The rest, as they say, is history.
After that, he and Hiro were as inseparable as the legs on a new pair of jeans. There wasn’t a thing that they wouldn’t do together and that hadn’t really changed, even though they were a lot older now. They still hung out all the time and didn’t really have many friends besides each other. They even had their own techno rock band (though it was still nameless) and they practiced together almost every night.
That was Shuichi’s dream, to be a singer like his idol, Ryuichi Sakuma, and a legendary keyboardist like Tohma Seguchi. Together, with Noriko Ukai, they formed Nittle Grasper, the greatest band in Japan, and Shuichi’s all time favorite obsession.
If he had to pick just one of his idols to say was his favorite, he wouldn’t be able to do it. While Sakuma-san was someone he modeled himself after in terms of his singing abilities and his presence on stage, Tohma Seguchi was who he really wanted to be most like career and talent wise. People often told him that he looked a bit like Ryuichi Sakuma, though he didn’t really think so. He wanted to believe them sometimes, but he knew nobody could look like Ryuichi, because the man was a god! And gods don’t have look-a-likes.
While his mind wandered down memory lane his feet wandered home, and he soon found himself walking through his front door.
“Hi dear, how was your day?” His mother called from the kitchen.
It was a typical mom greeting, that both he and his younger sister Maiko got daily. It was conveniently non-descript and Unisex, because she didn’t know which of them it was until they answered, but it was welcome even so.
“Hi mom! My day was fine!” Shuichi called brightly as he shucked off his shoes, donned his slippers and headed upstairs to his room. In truth he’d had one of the best days of his life, though if he told his mother that she’d want details. Details he didn’t want to give her just yet. He wasn’t sure he’d ever tell her.
After locking the bedroom door he flopped face down onto his bed, arms wrapped around his Nittle Grasper pillow. His head was all of a sudden swimming with unanswered questions and thoughts once again.
Was this just a phase he and Hiro were going through? Was it merely an influx of hormones that neither of them could control, which caused them to be attracted to each other? In the beginning he had thought so, but as time went on he realized that this was something else entirely. He longed to be with Hiro all the time, whenever his friend’s lovely auburn head was out of sight. Shuichi even had dreams about Hiro occasionally and, truthfully, some of them weren’t exactly PG.
He didn’t know who or what he was anymore. Do these feelings come over every guy before he grows up and falls in love with a woman? Or did this only happen to some guys? He knew enough to know that being gay was looked down upon, but he had a girlfriend so didn’t that keep him safe from ridicule? It wasn’t like he and Hiro were dating. Were they?
Shu groaned in frustration and rolled over onto his back to stare at the ceiling.
Questions like this, sex ed should have answered. They never taught kids the things they really needed, and wanted, to know. All it was, was just a bunch of medical charts, gibberish, junk about using condoms and how you catch STDs and AIDS. It seemed like the teachers were just trying to scare them into not having sex, not to educate them about sex and their sexuality. Who knew? Maybe they didn’t know the answers either…
Condoms and Sex were also things that had been bothering Shuichi since his conversation with Hiro on the roof. He’d gone and told Hiro that he wanted, and was indeed going, to sleep with him, but all he really knew about sex between two guys was that someone was called “the top” and someone was called “the bottom”. Even he was smart enough to figure out what that meant, he could put two and two together.
He just didn’t know why any guy would want to have some other guy’s dick up his ass. It just seemed kind of unnatural. Could it really feel as good as the porno’s made it look?
Perhaps he could tell Hiro he didn’t want to be on the bottom, but frankly that would be a lie, because he really was curious about what it felt like. It was just embarrassing to say it out loud. Even thinking the words “cock” and “ass” in the same thought made him blush profusely.
Maybe he’d get over to Hiro’s and find that Hiro only wanted to be on top, then what would he do?
He sighed anxiously as he looked at the clock, and wondered if Hiro was thinking the same things as he was. Shuichi really hoped he had the answers he was looking for by the time eight rolled around.
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The evening seemed to pass by in slow motion for Hiro. He was overjoyed to come home and find that his parents had decided to leave a day early, but after that the hours seemed to drag by while he waited for Shuichi to arrive. He and Yuji had played some video games and ate pizza that their parents had left them money for, but none of it had been able to take his mind off what was supposed to happen later that night. He was nervous because the only real knowledge he had of gay sex came from watching the bisexual American porno he had found under Yuji’s bed a year previous. Needless to say it hadn’t been very informative, since it was all in English.
The sex had turned him on while he was studying the tape and trying hard to translate what they where saying, but he still wasn’t sure if he was happy about that or not. He didn’t know if he was completely gay, bisexual or if Shuichi was just special. It was something he didn’t think he’d ever figure out.
Finally, eight o’clock rolled around and Shu and his overnight bag were right on time.
They greeted each other informally and without much physical contact, since Yuji was still home, but the sexual tension was there regardless. Every casual brush was intended, as invisible sparks lept between them.
Shuichi said hello to Yuji and the two of them headed upstairs to Hiro’s Bedroom.
“Are your parents in their room?” Shu asked once they were safely locked away in Hiro’s attic bedroom. “No, they decided to leave early and beat the weekend travelers and crowds on the trains. They’re long gone.”
He said this happily, the smile on his face stretched from ear to ear, yet still trembled in the corners.
“That’s cool.” Shu murmured as he pulled his left knee up to his chest and hugged it. “So I guess Yuji is the only person we’ve got to tip toe around tonight then?”
“Yes, but not for long. He said he was going out tonight to party with some of his friends, so he won’t be back until tomorrow when he comes to pick up his bag and train ticket.”
“Oh.”
Shuichi was silently hoping that Yuji had decided not to go visit his girlfriend, and that his being around would prevent them from doing anything…depraved.
Hiro could tell Shuichi was uncomfortable. He slid closer to him on the floor and put his arm around him reassuringly. Shu jumped a little and he apologized. He wasn’t sure what to expect, or what was expected of him.
“I’m sorry Hiro, I’m just a little tense right now. I don’t know how to do any of this and I think we-”
Hiro cut him off.
“Shuichi, you know you don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with right?” He rubbed Shu’s shoulder supportively.
“Yeah I know, It’s just I don’t know what I’m uncomfortable with. I mean maybe all of these feelings are normal and I’m overreacting.” He put his head in his hand.
“This would be so much easier if you hadn’t asked me first, and we’d just gotten drunk and ended up naked in the same bed when we woke up the next morning.”
Hiro was surprised to hear him say that. He had no idea that that was something Shuichi would have been cool with.
“Well,” he started slowly, “I guess it might have been easier, but then we wouldn’t have remembered any of it…or at least not very well.”
Shuichi turned and looked at him.
“I’ve always wanted my first time to be a really memorable moment, with someone I love. Well, I really love you and, in good conscience, I just couldn’t get you drunk and take advantage of you like that. It’s not the way I am. I want things to happen right.”
Shuichi was touched by Hiro’s assertion. He had always dreamed of the same thing more or less and it was nice to know that they shared the same aspiration when it came to sex. However, alcohol would make things a little easier on both of them, even if it was only one drink.
“What if I want you to get me drunk and take advantage of me?” He asked slyly, eyes lidded yet serious.
Hiro didn’t know how to answer that. He was kind of surprised to hear Shuichi being so bold, but maybe there was a reason.
“Why would you want that?” He asked warily.
“Because…Oh hell I don’t know! I guess despite being nervous and inexperienced I really want this to happen. I mean who better to have sex with for the first time then your best friend? I just think that, if we have a drink or two, i-it might help things along.”
The florescent haired musician had a valid point, and Hiro did have half a bottle of vodka left from the last party he and Shuichi had gone too…
“Fine. I guess your convoluted logic has slain my steely resolve. Is Vodka and coke okay?”
Shuichi smiled. “Yep. I’m glad you can see things my way.”
Hiro shoved Shu’s shoulder playfully as they got up, knocking the smaller boy back down onto the futon.
“Hey! You--!” Shuichi growled as he hopped up to chase a cackling Hiro down the stairs and into the dark kitchen. Yuji watched them run by with a confused look on his face, but he didn’t say anything. He just sighed and turned back to the game show he was watching on TV.
“Stupid kids…”
When Hiro had nowhere else to run he turned around, just in time to have Shuichi run right into him and pin him to the counter, laughing. Shu grabbed the older boys hands and held them behind his back, though Hiro wasn’t putting up much of a struggle.
“What’s this? Pinned to the counter by little old me? Not so tough now are you huh…uh, tough guy?” Shu jeered quietly in a mocking tone.
“Oh no! Who ever will save me from, Shuichi, the big bad bully!” He squealed in a high pitched girly voice.
“Not me…” Yuji grumbled from the living room. His comment reminded them to be quieter.
“I suppose,” he started as he began wriggling free, “I’ll have to… save myself!”
The remainder of his declaration was said as he used his superior upper body strength to quickly turn the tables on Shuichi and flip him around so that he was now the one being pinned. It all happened very fast, and caused Shuichi to let out a startled gasp.
“What was that about me not being a tough guy?” Hiro asked wryly as he leaned closer to Shuichi, pinning his slender hips against the counter with his own.
“Oh, nothing!” Shuichi tittered secretively, his gaze wandering around the dark room, purposefully avoiding eye contact with Hiro.
“Really?” Hiro asked skeptically. “Because I could have sworn you said something about me not being tough, only a few seconds ago. I guess you’re the one who isn’t too tough now aren’t you?”
Shuichi shook his head back and forth smiling mischievously. They’d played this game before.
“Oh, mocking me now huh?” Hiro jested lightly, in a fake macho sounding voice, “I guess you don’t know what I do to people who mock me.”
And with that he swooped in and began to kiss Shuichi vigorously.
His tongue traced and retraced the familiar landscape inside Shuichi’s mouth, every now and then being obstructed by Shu’s tongue doing the same thing inside his own.
Shuichi liked that he was being physically held down by Hiro while they kissed, his arm and hip movements restricted by Hiro’s hands and body. It gave him the overwhelmingly pleasant feelings of both physical security and intimate closeness, and it also made him unbelievably horny to think he was helpless to stop any advances Hiro might decide to make upon him.
Hiro leaned back and smirked down at Shuichi, who’s lips were kiss-swollen, and glistening in what little light was entering the room from the hallway. “Now how about we get those drinks and head back upstairs.”
Shuichi took another deep breath and shook his head. He didn’t really need the drink now, Hiro was intoxicating enough for him.
“I don’t really feel like drinking now. You’re all the intoxication I can handle.”
Hiro’s pride swelled, and he grinned foxily. “If you say so Shuichi. If you say so.”
Shu grabbed his hands, twisted around so that Hiro was holding his crossed arms around Shu’s miniscule waist, and began pulling him adamantly towards the hall. He was ready to do whatever it was that they where going to do tonight, but if they waited too long he was going to lose his temporary endorphin rush and his nerves would stall on him once again.
Yuji was just putting his shoes on as the two of them unexpectedly entered the hallway. He gave their irregular position and love struck expressions a peculiar look, his eye brow raised. He didn’t say anything, just shook his head and opened the door.
As soon as the pair saw him they gasped, immediately dropped each other and moved apart.
“Please, don’t stop the show on my account.” He sniggered over his shoulder. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He closed the door and was gone.
Shuichi looked over at Hiro with a dazed expression.
“What just happened?” He asked blankly as he turned back to stare at the door Yuji had just closed.
“I think my brother just found out about us. More or less.” Hiro answered in an equally bewildered voice.
“He’s not going to tell anyone…is he?” Shu asked, suddenly gripped with fear that their secret might get out.
“I don’t think so. He’s pretty…out there, as far as sex goes, so If he told anyone about me, I’d have to tell people about him.” Good, old fashion mutual extortion, at it’s finest.
“Oh.”
“So…You want to head back upstairs and pick up where we left off on the roof?”
Shuichi smiled and bounced up the first couple of steps, “I thought you’d never ask.” He continued upward the turned again. “Coming?”
“Not yet I’m not!” Hiro grinned as he trotted up the stairs after Shu. He could tell that this was going to be a very interesting experience.
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AN: Quick update ne? I know I know, I’m just as surprised as you.
Now I was tempted to include the sex scene in this chapter, however, I decided that it was going to be a fairly lengthy, steamy, delicious, drooly…sorry, where was I?….Oh, uh a long scene and thus it deserves it’s own chapter. Have no fear though, it will be up shortly after this one! ^_^
Also, on the spacing of the lines, I can’t really control that. I paste it into the text box, post it, then update it to show the italics and other HTML edits, but the large gaps from the first chapter, for some reason or another, came from the website posting each line as it’s own paragraph, and it was waaay to lengthy of a deletion process for me to fix. I might fix it later on but since it’s not doing it now in the later chapters I think I’ll leave it until I get some more time. And now, off to reading “Absolute Boyfriend” Vol.4! *ish addicted*
For MM.org Reviewers:
None! You parsimonious buggers! J/k
For Gurabite Reviewers:
VioletEyes: Yup Yup an update, after such a long while… Glad that you stuck around, and I’m even surprised you remembered this even…
Wow! Thanks so much for reading all of those! Most of my one shots aren’t always the best, (What If? I believe was my very first and it hasn’t been updated since I wrote it like…4 years ago. Please forgive the ass-tasticness of it. ), but they are so much fun to write that even if the idea is half baked I have to write it regardless. I hope you liked them as much as you liked this! Oh, and consider it brought! ^_~ You just wait!
Ldygizarme:
First off, I want to say that I L-O-V-E-D Disappearing act! It was so one of the best Ryu/Tat, Tat/Ryu fics I’ve read in a long time! Thanks so much for that! And I also want to say I agree with you, you really don’t see a lot of Hiro/Shu out there that goes past a one-shot. It’s one of the many factors that went into this stories creation. It gestated for a long time before my fingers actually gave birth to it, (my hands were swollen like watermelons! I had to have a C-section! ^0^J/k) but I like it and I see others do too so I guess it’s good I got this out!
To say this once, I am misogynistic and obsessed when it comes to Yuki/Shu stuff. They have to stay together, or else it’s not really Gravitation. They can be with other people on the side, or hell even in a nice tasty three way, as long as romantically, they are still together.
I hate to see them broken up for any reason, (Though I do enjoy the occasional Shu/Ryu pairing) especially when the rebound asshole happens to be Tohma. I HATE Tohma/Shu stuff. The most impossible pair to ever have happen, considering Tohma fucking hates Shuichi right down to very his soul, and only puts up with his Eiri healing/stealing abilities because he makes him too much money to kick his ass to the curb… At least in my opinion anyway…
I really applaud those with balls enough to write the stuff, but it seems to damned unnatural, no matter how good the writer, to read it and enjoy it.
So to make a point to this madness, that’s why I set this pre Gravi-cannon when they were in the budding years of High School…No drama! ^_~
Eiri-Chick:
Thanks hun, I feel bad for me too, trust me. Things already are getting better actually, me updating is proof of at least a little healing. I couldn’t get all horned up for like, 2 months, because I was so depressed and stuff. It might sound crude to say it, but it’s good to be horny again. Very good. I feel like me again and it’s great, because you don’t know how much you miss being perverted, until you can’t even bring yourself to be perverted.
Kids and even teachers can be cruel. Shuichi getting picked on by the teacher actually stemmed from a RL instance I had with my Grade Nine social teacher, who shall be hence forth named Mr. Dementor. (On account of he sucks every happy thought out of you the moment he walks into the class room.) We had some “Shuichi Pink” Hair dye left from when we (my little brother and I) cosplayed as Yuki and Shuichi earlier that year, and since I still had the tasteful Yuki hair cut and bleach job (I hate to admit it, but I look good blonde) and a convenient absence of parental guidance, I decided to dye my hair pink. Well, Mr. Dementor saw me the next time I had class with him and he wouldn’t stop giving me the stink eye the whole class. He’s really uptight and mean, and he’s had it out for me since day one…maybe because I skipped at least one day of school a week, and maybe because I gave him hell in gym class every other day…and Maybe it’s because I proudly displayed my home-pierced nose to him even though I know he hates piercing of any kind…I just don’t know where the hostility came from… Anywho, after an hour I was ready to punch him in that stinky eye of his, and just as the bell rang for lunch, he calls me up to his desk and tells me to take all the atlases back down to the library…I was so pissed since that box weighed like a fucking metric ton… I’d hate to see what kinds of looks he gave my brother when he came back to school from Animethon with that pink head…*shudders* Ah the things we do for fandom…
p.s. I fixed the hair thing for Hiro. I decided on like redish auburn, so you might see auburn and you might see just red. Just imagine the lighting is different…I use both for variety…see AN for words on the spacing.
“That reminds me of us when we where that age,” he thought nostalgically.
The nature of their friendship had changed, but not very much else had.
He still remembered the first time he and Hiro had met.
It had been inside the slide at the play park in the center of their neighborhood when they were four years old. It was rusty and neglected now, but back then it had been newly built, freshly painted and shining like the most beautiful thing their young eyes had ever seen. Little Shuichi, feeling intimidated by all the other kids and the big open space of the park, had ducked into the bright green tunnel slide at the edge of the playground. To his astonishment he found it was already occupied by a quiet looking boy who appeared to be about his age. “Hello. My name is Hiroshi.” the boy had said softly. Shuichi curled up next to the new boy he’d met, and replied with his own name. “My name is Shuichi. Why are you hiding in here?”
The rest, as they say, is history.
After that, he and Hiro were as inseparable as the legs on a new pair of jeans. There wasn’t a thing that they wouldn’t do together and that hadn’t really changed, even though they were a lot older now. They still hung out all the time and didn’t really have many friends besides each other. They even had their own techno rock band (though it was still nameless) and they practiced together almost every night.
That was Shuichi’s dream, to be a singer like his idol, Ryuichi Sakuma, and a legendary keyboardist like Tohma Seguchi. Together, with Noriko Ukai, they formed Nittle Grasper, the greatest band in Japan, and Shuichi’s all time favorite obsession.
If he had to pick just one of his idols to say was his favorite, he wouldn’t be able to do it. While Sakuma-san was someone he modeled himself after in terms of his singing abilities and his presence on stage, Tohma Seguchi was who he really wanted to be most like career and talent wise. People often told him that he looked a bit like Ryuichi Sakuma, though he didn’t really think so. He wanted to believe them sometimes, but he knew nobody could look like Ryuichi, because the man was a god! And gods don’t have look-a-likes.
While his mind wandered down memory lane his feet wandered home, and he soon found himself walking through his front door.
“Hi dear, how was your day?” His mother called from the kitchen.
It was a typical mom greeting, that both he and his younger sister Maiko got daily. It was conveniently non-descript and Unisex, because she didn’t know which of them it was until they answered, but it was welcome even so.
“Hi mom! My day was fine!” Shuichi called brightly as he shucked off his shoes, donned his slippers and headed upstairs to his room. In truth he’d had one of the best days of his life, though if he told his mother that she’d want details. Details he didn’t want to give her just yet. He wasn’t sure he’d ever tell her.
After locking the bedroom door he flopped face down onto his bed, arms wrapped around his Nittle Grasper pillow. His head was all of a sudden swimming with unanswered questions and thoughts once again.
Was this just a phase he and Hiro were going through? Was it merely an influx of hormones that neither of them could control, which caused them to be attracted to each other? In the beginning he had thought so, but as time went on he realized that this was something else entirely. He longed to be with Hiro all the time, whenever his friend’s lovely auburn head was out of sight. Shuichi even had dreams about Hiro occasionally and, truthfully, some of them weren’t exactly PG.
He didn’t know who or what he was anymore. Do these feelings come over every guy before he grows up and falls in love with a woman? Or did this only happen to some guys? He knew enough to know that being gay was looked down upon, but he had a girlfriend so didn’t that keep him safe from ridicule? It wasn’t like he and Hiro were dating. Were they?
Shu groaned in frustration and rolled over onto his back to stare at the ceiling.
Questions like this, sex ed should have answered. They never taught kids the things they really needed, and wanted, to know. All it was, was just a bunch of medical charts, gibberish, junk about using condoms and how you catch STDs and AIDS. It seemed like the teachers were just trying to scare them into not having sex, not to educate them about sex and their sexuality. Who knew? Maybe they didn’t know the answers either…
Condoms and Sex were also things that had been bothering Shuichi since his conversation with Hiro on the roof. He’d gone and told Hiro that he wanted, and was indeed going, to sleep with him, but all he really knew about sex between two guys was that someone was called “the top” and someone was called “the bottom”. Even he was smart enough to figure out what that meant, he could put two and two together.
He just didn’t know why any guy would want to have some other guy’s dick up his ass. It just seemed kind of unnatural. Could it really feel as good as the porno’s made it look?
Perhaps he could tell Hiro he didn’t want to be on the bottom, but frankly that would be a lie, because he really was curious about what it felt like. It was just embarrassing to say it out loud. Even thinking the words “cock” and “ass” in the same thought made him blush profusely.
Maybe he’d get over to Hiro’s and find that Hiro only wanted to be on top, then what would he do?
He sighed anxiously as he looked at the clock, and wondered if Hiro was thinking the same things as he was. Shuichi really hoped he had the answers he was looking for by the time eight rolled around.
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The evening seemed to pass by in slow motion for Hiro. He was overjoyed to come home and find that his parents had decided to leave a day early, but after that the hours seemed to drag by while he waited for Shuichi to arrive. He and Yuji had played some video games and ate pizza that their parents had left them money for, but none of it had been able to take his mind off what was supposed to happen later that night. He was nervous because the only real knowledge he had of gay sex came from watching the bisexual American porno he had found under Yuji’s bed a year previous. Needless to say it hadn’t been very informative, since it was all in English.
The sex had turned him on while he was studying the tape and trying hard to translate what they where saying, but he still wasn’t sure if he was happy about that or not. He didn’t know if he was completely gay, bisexual or if Shuichi was just special. It was something he didn’t think he’d ever figure out.
Finally, eight o’clock rolled around and Shu and his overnight bag were right on time.
They greeted each other informally and without much physical contact, since Yuji was still home, but the sexual tension was there regardless. Every casual brush was intended, as invisible sparks lept between them.
Shuichi said hello to Yuji and the two of them headed upstairs to Hiro’s Bedroom.
“Are your parents in their room?” Shu asked once they were safely locked away in Hiro’s attic bedroom. “No, they decided to leave early and beat the weekend travelers and crowds on the trains. They’re long gone.”
He said this happily, the smile on his face stretched from ear to ear, yet still trembled in the corners.
“That’s cool.” Shu murmured as he pulled his left knee up to his chest and hugged it. “So I guess Yuji is the only person we’ve got to tip toe around tonight then?”
“Yes, but not for long. He said he was going out tonight to party with some of his friends, so he won’t be back until tomorrow when he comes to pick up his bag and train ticket.”
“Oh.”
Shuichi was silently hoping that Yuji had decided not to go visit his girlfriend, and that his being around would prevent them from doing anything…depraved.
Hiro could tell Shuichi was uncomfortable. He slid closer to him on the floor and put his arm around him reassuringly. Shu jumped a little and he apologized. He wasn’t sure what to expect, or what was expected of him.
“I’m sorry Hiro, I’m just a little tense right now. I don’t know how to do any of this and I think we-”
Hiro cut him off.
“Shuichi, you know you don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with right?” He rubbed Shu’s shoulder supportively.
“Yeah I know, It’s just I don’t know what I’m uncomfortable with. I mean maybe all of these feelings are normal and I’m overreacting.” He put his head in his hand.
“This would be so much easier if you hadn’t asked me first, and we’d just gotten drunk and ended up naked in the same bed when we woke up the next morning.”
Hiro was surprised to hear him say that. He had no idea that that was something Shuichi would have been cool with.
“Well,” he started slowly, “I guess it might have been easier, but then we wouldn’t have remembered any of it…or at least not very well.”
Shuichi turned and looked at him.
“I’ve always wanted my first time to be a really memorable moment, with someone I love. Well, I really love you and, in good conscience, I just couldn’t get you drunk and take advantage of you like that. It’s not the way I am. I want things to happen right.”
Shuichi was touched by Hiro’s assertion. He had always dreamed of the same thing more or less and it was nice to know that they shared the same aspiration when it came to sex. However, alcohol would make things a little easier on both of them, even if it was only one drink.
“What if I want you to get me drunk and take advantage of me?” He asked slyly, eyes lidded yet serious.
Hiro didn’t know how to answer that. He was kind of surprised to hear Shuichi being so bold, but maybe there was a reason.
“Why would you want that?” He asked warily.
“Because…Oh hell I don’t know! I guess despite being nervous and inexperienced I really want this to happen. I mean who better to have sex with for the first time then your best friend? I just think that, if we have a drink or two, i-it might help things along.”
The florescent haired musician had a valid point, and Hiro did have half a bottle of vodka left from the last party he and Shuichi had gone too…
“Fine. I guess your convoluted logic has slain my steely resolve. Is Vodka and coke okay?”
Shuichi smiled. “Yep. I’m glad you can see things my way.”
Hiro shoved Shu’s shoulder playfully as they got up, knocking the smaller boy back down onto the futon.
“Hey! You--!” Shuichi growled as he hopped up to chase a cackling Hiro down the stairs and into the dark kitchen. Yuji watched them run by with a confused look on his face, but he didn’t say anything. He just sighed and turned back to the game show he was watching on TV.
“Stupid kids…”
When Hiro had nowhere else to run he turned around, just in time to have Shuichi run right into him and pin him to the counter, laughing. Shu grabbed the older boys hands and held them behind his back, though Hiro wasn’t putting up much of a struggle.
“What’s this? Pinned to the counter by little old me? Not so tough now are you huh…uh, tough guy?” Shu jeered quietly in a mocking tone.
“Oh no! Who ever will save me from, Shuichi, the big bad bully!” He squealed in a high pitched girly voice.
“Not me…” Yuji grumbled from the living room. His comment reminded them to be quieter.
“I suppose,” he started as he began wriggling free, “I’ll have to… save myself!”
The remainder of his declaration was said as he used his superior upper body strength to quickly turn the tables on Shuichi and flip him around so that he was now the one being pinned. It all happened very fast, and caused Shuichi to let out a startled gasp.
“What was that about me not being a tough guy?” Hiro asked wryly as he leaned closer to Shuichi, pinning his slender hips against the counter with his own.
“Oh, nothing!” Shuichi tittered secretively, his gaze wandering around the dark room, purposefully avoiding eye contact with Hiro.
“Really?” Hiro asked skeptically. “Because I could have sworn you said something about me not being tough, only a few seconds ago. I guess you’re the one who isn’t too tough now aren’t you?”
Shuichi shook his head back and forth smiling mischievously. They’d played this game before.
“Oh, mocking me now huh?” Hiro jested lightly, in a fake macho sounding voice, “I guess you don’t know what I do to people who mock me.”
And with that he swooped in and began to kiss Shuichi vigorously.
His tongue traced and retraced the familiar landscape inside Shuichi’s mouth, every now and then being obstructed by Shu’s tongue doing the same thing inside his own.
Shuichi liked that he was being physically held down by Hiro while they kissed, his arm and hip movements restricted by Hiro’s hands and body. It gave him the overwhelmingly pleasant feelings of both physical security and intimate closeness, and it also made him unbelievably horny to think he was helpless to stop any advances Hiro might decide to make upon him.
Hiro leaned back and smirked down at Shuichi, who’s lips were kiss-swollen, and glistening in what little light was entering the room from the hallway. “Now how about we get those drinks and head back upstairs.”
Shuichi took another deep breath and shook his head. He didn’t really need the drink now, Hiro was intoxicating enough for him.
“I don’t really feel like drinking now. You’re all the intoxication I can handle.”
Hiro’s pride swelled, and he grinned foxily. “If you say so Shuichi. If you say so.”
Shu grabbed his hands, twisted around so that Hiro was holding his crossed arms around Shu’s miniscule waist, and began pulling him adamantly towards the hall. He was ready to do whatever it was that they where going to do tonight, but if they waited too long he was going to lose his temporary endorphin rush and his nerves would stall on him once again.
Yuji was just putting his shoes on as the two of them unexpectedly entered the hallway. He gave their irregular position and love struck expressions a peculiar look, his eye brow raised. He didn’t say anything, just shook his head and opened the door.
As soon as the pair saw him they gasped, immediately dropped each other and moved apart.
“Please, don’t stop the show on my account.” He sniggered over his shoulder. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He closed the door and was gone.
Shuichi looked over at Hiro with a dazed expression.
“What just happened?” He asked blankly as he turned back to stare at the door Yuji had just closed.
“I think my brother just found out about us. More or less.” Hiro answered in an equally bewildered voice.
“He’s not going to tell anyone…is he?” Shu asked, suddenly gripped with fear that their secret might get out.
“I don’t think so. He’s pretty…out there, as far as sex goes, so If he told anyone about me, I’d have to tell people about him.” Good, old fashion mutual extortion, at it’s finest.
“Oh.”
“So…You want to head back upstairs and pick up where we left off on the roof?”
Shuichi smiled and bounced up the first couple of steps, “I thought you’d never ask.” He continued upward the turned again. “Coming?”
“Not yet I’m not!” Hiro grinned as he trotted up the stairs after Shu. He could tell that this was going to be a very interesting experience.
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AN: Quick update ne? I know I know, I’m just as surprised as you.
Now I was tempted to include the sex scene in this chapter, however, I decided that it was going to be a fairly lengthy, steamy, delicious, drooly…sorry, where was I?….Oh, uh a long scene and thus it deserves it’s own chapter. Have no fear though, it will be up shortly after this one! ^_^
Also, on the spacing of the lines, I can’t really control that. I paste it into the text box, post it, then update it to show the italics and other HTML edits, but the large gaps from the first chapter, for some reason or another, came from the website posting each line as it’s own paragraph, and it was waaay to lengthy of a deletion process for me to fix. I might fix it later on but since it’s not doing it now in the later chapters I think I’ll leave it until I get some more time. And now, off to reading “Absolute Boyfriend” Vol.4! *ish addicted*
For MM.org Reviewers:
None! You parsimonious buggers! J/k
For Gurabite Reviewers:
VioletEyes: Yup Yup an update, after such a long while… Glad that you stuck around, and I’m even surprised you remembered this even…
Wow! Thanks so much for reading all of those! Most of my one shots aren’t always the best, (What If? I believe was my very first and it hasn’t been updated since I wrote it like…4 years ago. Please forgive the ass-tasticness of it. ), but they are so much fun to write that even if the idea is half baked I have to write it regardless. I hope you liked them as much as you liked this! Oh, and consider it brought! ^_~ You just wait!
Ldygizarme:
First off, I want to say that I L-O-V-E-D Disappearing act! It was so one of the best Ryu/Tat, Tat/Ryu fics I’ve read in a long time! Thanks so much for that! And I also want to say I agree with you, you really don’t see a lot of Hiro/Shu out there that goes past a one-shot. It’s one of the many factors that went into this stories creation. It gestated for a long time before my fingers actually gave birth to it, (my hands were swollen like watermelons! I had to have a C-section! ^0^J/k) but I like it and I see others do too so I guess it’s good I got this out!
To say this once, I am misogynistic and obsessed when it comes to Yuki/Shu stuff. They have to stay together, or else it’s not really Gravitation. They can be with other people on the side, or hell even in a nice tasty three way, as long as romantically, they are still together.
I hate to see them broken up for any reason, (Though I do enjoy the occasional Shu/Ryu pairing) especially when the rebound asshole happens to be Tohma. I HATE Tohma/Shu stuff. The most impossible pair to ever have happen, considering Tohma fucking hates Shuichi right down to very his soul, and only puts up with his Eiri healing/stealing abilities because he makes him too much money to kick his ass to the curb… At least in my opinion anyway…
I really applaud those with balls enough to write the stuff, but it seems to damned unnatural, no matter how good the writer, to read it and enjoy it.
So to make a point to this madness, that’s why I set this pre Gravi-cannon when they were in the budding years of High School…No drama! ^_~
Eiri-Chick:
Thanks hun, I feel bad for me too, trust me. Things already are getting better actually, me updating is proof of at least a little healing. I couldn’t get all horned up for like, 2 months, because I was so depressed and stuff. It might sound crude to say it, but it’s good to be horny again. Very good. I feel like me again and it’s great, because you don’t know how much you miss being perverted, until you can’t even bring yourself to be perverted.
Kids and even teachers can be cruel. Shuichi getting picked on by the teacher actually stemmed from a RL instance I had with my Grade Nine social teacher, who shall be hence forth named Mr. Dementor. (On account of he sucks every happy thought out of you the moment he walks into the class room.) We had some “Shuichi Pink” Hair dye left from when we (my little brother and I) cosplayed as Yuki and Shuichi earlier that year, and since I still had the tasteful Yuki hair cut and bleach job (I hate to admit it, but I look good blonde) and a convenient absence of parental guidance, I decided to dye my hair pink. Well, Mr. Dementor saw me the next time I had class with him and he wouldn’t stop giving me the stink eye the whole class. He’s really uptight and mean, and he’s had it out for me since day one…maybe because I skipped at least one day of school a week, and maybe because I gave him hell in gym class every other day…and Maybe it’s because I proudly displayed my home-pierced nose to him even though I know he hates piercing of any kind…I just don’t know where the hostility came from… Anywho, after an hour I was ready to punch him in that stinky eye of his, and just as the bell rang for lunch, he calls me up to his desk and tells me to take all the atlases back down to the library…I was so pissed since that box weighed like a fucking metric ton… I’d hate to see what kinds of looks he gave my brother when he came back to school from Animethon with that pink head…*shudders* Ah the things we do for fandom…
p.s. I fixed the hair thing for Hiro. I decided on like redish auburn, so you might see auburn and you might see just red. Just imagine the lighting is different…I use both for variety…see AN for words on the spacing.