Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Iridescent Fates ❯ Pictures of You ( Chapter 8 )

 

 

Iridescent Fates

 

Chapter 8 Pictures of You

 

 

Lights from the cameras flashed all around as he held Shuichi tight, not daring to let his young lover go in fear of what he might do to escape the attention. He shouldn't of done that…yes, he knew that, but now that it was out there he would be damned if he let the actor run away from him.

 

“Ms. Shindou is it true you're in a relationship with THE Eiri Yuki?” A reporter asked, getting into the pink haired boy's face as he stared blankly at her, as if he had no idea what was even going on.

 

“Mr. Yuki how long have you and the young actress here been together?”

 

“Is this an on-screen romance?”

 

“How serious is it?”

 

Yuki scoffed, deciding right then to ignore all the dumb cameras and focus on more pressing matters, meaning the cold look of death Tohma was giving him do to his spectacle…he couldn't care less. He would much rather take some bad PR over having to watch Shuichi make out with Sakuma, because he knew that if he allowed that now there was no telling what Tohma had in store for the `happy couple.'

 

“Does this mean that you were cheating on Ryuichi Sakuma, Shuichi?”

 

Damn…he hadn't thought about that spin. He glanced over to Tohma's murderous expression and realized right then what had got the normally calm blond so irate…it seemed he had really screwed up and caused a sex scandal…he doubted even Tohma Seguchi could buy his way out of this one.

 

Though he failed to be concerned by that when Shuichi started to shake beside him, waving his face as his chest started to heave…he looked positively panicked, and not in the good way he usually was.

 

“I can't breathe!” Shuichi managed to get out, before his violet eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed backwards. Eiri barely even managed to catch him in time before his head collided with the hard cement.

 

He held the unconscious boy in his hands, more than a little miffed that this incident had caused his lover to faint, and he showed it, very vehemently to any of the reporters who tried to crowd, and to Tohma who gave a nod to a man in suit beside him, a whole team of people immediately crowding the area and whisking away all the parties involved, no doubt taking them back to the playhouse to have a very…very annoying little chat. Honestly, Yuki thought Shuichi got off lucky…because of the brat being the biggest drama queen ever he wouldn't have to go through the hassle…perhaps he should try it…though he had no doubt in his mind that Tohma would do something very wicked to his body while he feigned sleep. Sadly, between having this conversation and being molested…he'd almost rather choose molestation, at least then he'd get something out of it!

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Groaning, Shuichi rolled to his side as muffled voices filtered into his ears, vastly upsetting the one reprieve he had managed to go to. Though now that he thought about it…he couldn't seem to remember what he was running from in the first place. …He remembered cameras…and Ryuichi…and Yuki….and Oh God!

 

“I'm dead!” He cried, shooting up like a rocket as tears of agony poured down his face. “My life's over…I've committed career suicide! Everyone's going to hate me for cheating on Mr. Sakuma!” He wailed, falling to his knees in the middle of the room, oblivious to the people staring on in muffled amusement.

 

His wailing was cut off by a boot to the back of the head, and he turned around seeing that the boot belonged to his best friend, and he couldn't help but glare up at the redhead, thinking he had more than enough troubles as it was.

 

“What the hell did you do that for yeh jackass!” Shuichi growled, jumping up to face Hiro who didn't seem one bit perturbed by the actor's sully mood.

 

“Dead people can't feel…and since you obviously felt my boot in your head you can't be dead.” Shuichi glared…hard, to which Hiroshi just shrugged. “What? It's a common known fact!”

 

“I didn't mean literally!” Shuichi hissed, brisling like a cat as anger took over his anxiety.

 

“Well then you should have clarified by saying…I am figuratively dead.”

 

Shuichi glared

 

….and glared

 

….and glared

 

Before responding simply with “I hate you.” Hiro smiled, ruffling pink locks as he waggled his finger.

 

“Not near as much I'm sure as Seguchi hates you.” He gave a dry laugh at that, leaving Shuichi to gulp as fear overtook him…he had messed up…he might not be dead yet, but he might as well have already signed his own certificate.

 

This wasn't his fault though! He had done what Seguchi had wanted, he had flirted with Ryuichi…it was…it was… “Yuki!”

 

“Yeah my bro's not here.” Shuichi spun to see Tatsuha lounging on the couch of what looked to be the waiting room outside of the stage area, and as he looked around he saw the rest of the cast doing the same. Well that is except for their director…and writer…and Ayaka.

 

“What happened?” He asked Tatsuha, walking over to the younger Uesugi. When he got close, however, he was unceremoniously pulled much too close for his liking so that he was practically sprawled out between his legs.

 

Grumbling, Shuichi unburied himself from the tangle of limbs he had fallen into and put on an indignant face, glaring at Tatsu as he gave him a grin. “You look good like that.” He said, obviously referring to the fact that he was in-between his legs.

 

Finally losing it, he gave up the being pissy approach and went straight for whining. “T-t-a-a-s-s-u-u-u…” He whined. “Tell me what happened.” He commanded, being very close to once more breaking into tears with scenario after scenario of what could be happening ran through his mind…each worse than the last.

 

Taking pity on the small actor, Tatsu reached out, patting his head and calming his nerves. “Don't worry, Tohma is going to crush the media's spin on this…there will be a scandal but trust me he's got enough money to buy whatever trouble's out there.” The Uesugi grimaced a little as he thought of the next part the bubbly actor would want to know and seemed to choose his words very carefully. “As for Aniki…well Tohma's talking to him right now.”

 

Shuichi gulped, picturing an evil Tohma casting fire and brimstone upon his distraught lover. He couldn't let him kill him! He had to save the one he loved! Eyes glowing a scary shade of yellow, Shuichi jumped from in-between Tatsuha's eyes, determined to save Yuki from his horrible fate!

 

He took off at a dead sprint, failing to hear Hiro yell after him. “Wait Shu…Ayaka's there too.” No…he didn't hear anything at all.

 

In a maddening haze he burst through the doors and up into the box seats where they had gathered, making an entrance that stopped all three of their speech.

 

“I WON'T LET YOU KILL MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE!” Shuichi screamed, launching himself towards Yuki, who, while glaring, quickly sidestepped the brat so that he took a nosedive towards the floor, effectively cutting him out of his imaginary world.

 

“Like hell you could even save anything.” Yuki grumbled, holding a hand up to his temple as he obviously fought off a headache.

 

Tohma looked from the recovering Shuichi and then back to Yuki, giving him a stern reprimanding look. “Nothing is going on between the two of you, huh?” He crossed his arms as if he were a mother scolding her little boy after being caught in a lie. “So do you want to alter your story about this being a publicity stunt?”

 

…Oops. Staring apologetically up at his pissy lover, Shuichi slowly got to his feet, dusting off the jacket that Yuki had given him to wear. “Well you see when I sad `one and only love' I meant purely as a friend.” He gave a cheesy grin. “My only love is acting.”

 

“Give it up brat…the cat is most definitely out of the bag thanks to you.” At Yuki's words Shuichi couldn't help but bristle.

 

“Me!?” He poked the writer in the chest, getting nose-to-nose and trying his hardest not to moan as he smelled that cologne that always seemed to drive him wild. “You were the one that kissed me in front of a hundred people!”

 

“Technicalities.” The blond shot back, ignoring the bristling cat in front of him and walking over to Seguchi. “So what happens now?”

 

Tohma opened his mouth to speak, but never got to utter his no doubt brilliant plan because a voice interrupted the three arguing males. “You mean after you cheated on me!?”

 

Forgetting all about the fact that Yuki was engaged, Shuichi turned completely guilt-ridden eyes towards her to see that she had no doubt been crying her eyes out. He hung his head in shame…knowing he had caused her every bit of pain she was feeling. Starting this thing with Yuki had damaged so many people's lives…and yet…he would rather die than give it up now.

 

A stagnant silence filled the room, and he turned towards Yuki to try to see what his answer to her would be, but for once he had no witty remark to bark back. …No, it seemed he was feeling a bit of that guilt as well.

 

“There is only one thing to be done.” Tohma started stonily. The producer glanced first towards Shuichi with a look of almost pity, and then back towards the surly blond. “You must end it.”

 

Shuichi's stomach dropped at that, and he was pretty sure he would have thrown up right then if Yuki hadn't immediately spoke up.

 

“Oh and why's that? The affair is already plastered throughout the media, there's nothing to gain by ending it now.” Shuichi gave him a faint smile, which soon died at Seguchi's response.

 

“I can spin that as a publicity stunt…if it continues it could destroy your reputation, Ayaka's, Mr. Shindou's, Ryuichi's, and the show's. You understand why I cannot allow that to happen, don't you Eiri?”

 

Yuki scowled, staring at Seguchi with distaste before looking down to fish out a cigarette. “Oh I understand…Reputation's all that matters in the entertainment business. Far be it from me to make my own show look bad.”

 

Giving a growl, he grabbed Shuichi's wrist, pulling him untroubled towards the door. “And just where are you going with him?” Tohma asked from his back, obviously knowing he was only going to get the bare essentials from the hot-tempered blond.

 

“Home.” Eiri quickly replied. “You see he's been living with me…I'll be sure to chuck him out first in the morning.” He gave a mock salute. “If that's alright with you Seguchi?” He asked, sarcasm dripping heatedly from his lips.

 

Tohma's head looked like it was about ready to explode from the information he had just heard concerning their living arrangements, but he said nothing, just looking to the side as if giving Eiri permission to leave…Ayaka wasn't near as kind.

 

“So what you're just going to forget about me and go off to screw him once again?” That same guilt crept up Shuichi's stomach, and he clung tighter to the hand in his, wishing this day would just come to an end.

 

“Yes.” Yuki said harshly, and Shuichi glanced up in shock. “As of right now Ayaka, I have nothing to say to you.” With that he pulled a stunned Shuichi out of the door, and whisked the for once silent actor back to the place they both shared.

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Yuki hadn't said a word to him the entire ride home, leaving Shuichi to simply stare out the window as he felt his whole life crashing around him. How had this happened? This morning they had made love three times before work, and now…he was outed to the entire world and his boss had forbid them to see each other.

 

He followed the writer through the door to their place, making a beeline for the couch and sitting down to settle his thoughts, which were a whirlpool within his head. What was going to happen now?

 

“You're going to get some sleep, and in the morning you're going to pack your shit up and go find a place of your own.” …He hadn't even realized he had spoken his answer out loud, but now that it was out he couldn't help but disagree entirely with Yuki's response.

 

Jumping up from the couch, Shuichi went over to stand in front of the fridge where the blond was grabbing a beer. “You're kicking me out!?” He couldn't help but let his dread fill his voice. “How can you just kick me out?”

 

Yuki glanced over towards him, coldness being the only thing he could make out in his face. He knew right then he was serious, because when Eiri shut everyone out like this nothing could make him see sense.

 

“Exceptionally easy.” Yuki shot back snidely. “As a matter of fact all I really have to do is tell you to get the fuck out.” He gave an icy smirk. “You see my jobs done already.”

 

Tears welled in Shuichi's eyes, never hearing Eiri talk to him in such a way. “You're a lot of things Yuki, but I've never known you to be so cruel.”

 

Taking another sip of his beer, Eiri didn't even let on that such a thing had fazed him. “You know nothing about me brat, especially if you think I can't be cruel.”

 

His sadness was quickly replaced by anger, and without even thinking about what he was doing he slapped the beer out of Yuki's hands right before it touched his lips letting it clamber unnoticed across his immaculate floor, leaving the writer to of course glare at him.

 

“What the hell do you think you're…” But Shuichi never allowed him to continue his tirade.

 

“You're a coward!” Shuichi yelled, obviously taking the writer by surprise by his hostility. “You write such beautiful things, and yet you're so ugly inside!” Tears falling freely from his face, Shuichi stalked over, standing on his tiptoes and laying a hand on his love's cheeks. “Please don't toss me out.”

 

Yuki grabbed his hand, and for a moment Shuichi thought he was going to toss him to the side, but then those harsh golden eyes softened and he knew that man he loved was back.

 

Pulling him towards his chest, Eiri kissed up his wrist, nuzzling into the smaller actor's palms. “Why is it I can't get rid of you?”

 

Shuichi smiled, grabbing onto the writer's waist and hugging him for all he had. “It's because you love me.”

 

“That can't be it.” The blond huffed, and yet at the same time hugged back. They stood like that for a while, just in each other's arms before Yuki spoke again. “You'll be fired you know. Tohma Seguchi will not let his precious play be ruined, and so he will not let us be together.”

 

The actor's heart stopped at that. Fired? Would he really be kicked out of the one play that had captivated his heart? Was the rich entertainment mogul really going to have him make that choice? Wait…if Yuki already knew that choice, did that mean…

 

“…You were protecting me?” He looked up into his lover's eyes, noticing how he seemed rather miffed about getting caught.

 

“You should have been smarter and taken the hint.” Letting go of him, Yuki backed up, walking towards his balcony as he once more retreated into his shell. “Now that it's out I don't suppose you'll be staying.”

 

It took Shuichi only a moment of pondering before he realized what Eiri meant and rushed after him onto the balcony. “But I love you!” He cried, grabbing his hand and spinning him around, or at least attempting to spin him around which ended up with him ricocheting off the wall so that he stood in front of him, Eiri never once acknowledging his existence.

 

“But you love acting more.” Yuki said, looking out into the starry sky, letting the moonlight illuminate his beautiful skin. He wanted to see that site forever.

 

“No!” He shot back, once more grabbing his hand and making sure this time he spun the blond to face him. “I love you more!” He saw how Eiri's eyes seemed to widen at that, and since he was on a role he didn't find the need to stop himself. “I don't care about the show!” He hugged his lover, smelling his scent and knowing he had made the right choice. “I only ever want to be with you! I'd give up the show in a second if it came to that!”

 

Eiri's body stiffened, and it seemed they stood there for ages for he finally relented and pulled the pink haired actor away, leaning in and connecting their mouths in a tender kiss.

 

Shuichi melted into it, immediately throwing his arms around his lover and opening his mouth to allow access to the silky appendage he loved so much. He had a goofy smile on his face by the time Yuki pulled away, staring starry eyed up at the most gorgeous face he had ever had the pleasure of seeing.

 

Reaching out Yuki stroked his cheek; giving him that same cocky grin he had the night they met. “A lover's secret song, huh?”

 

Knowing his mind, Shuichi let a face splitting grin cover his features before hastily nodding, the light back in his eyes for the first time since he had heard Tohma Seguchi speak such poisonous words.

 

“Super secret!” The actor perkily shot out, getting a somewhat smile out of his lover as the man leaned down, placing soft kisses a long his exposed collarbone.

 

“Sing it for me.” Were the softly spoken words against his skin as Shuichi tried not to moan, fighting off the tendrils of pleasure crawling up his body at the way Eiri was treating him.

 

Letting Yuki continue to kiss along his flesh, Shuichi fulfilled his request, never being able to deny his koi anything. “Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place.” He quietly sang, noticing how Eiri's arms tightened even more as he did so. “Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace.” Yuki looked up then, and the singer upped his song an octave, singing out for the world to hear. “Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste!…It all revolves around you.”

 

Grabbing him around the waist, Yuki hefted him up so that his legs wrapped around him as he carried him inside, Shuichi still singing to him as he did. “And there's no mountain too high. No river too wide…sing out this song and I'll be there by your

side!”

 

“Storm clouds may gather, and stars may collide!” Shuichi sang, letting out an `oomph!' as he was thrown onto the bed, grinning from ear to ear as Yuki crawled on top of him, coming nose to nose as he stroked his cheek and the pink haired entertainer quietly finished his ballot. “But I love you…Until the end of time.”

 

Kissing him once again, Yuki pulled away with a scoff. “I always knew you wanted to live this story.” Not saying a word to that, Shuichi just once more let himself be kissed, melting into it as love swelled his chest. Today they were okay, and tomorrow…well only time would tell.

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“I don't wanna!” Shuichi cried, clinging onto the doorframe as his two best friends attempted to pull him from it. “Let me go!” His nails dug into the plaster, refusing to budge an inch.

 

“Come on Shuichi it's not that bad.” Hiro grumbled, latching onto his waist while Tatsu pulled his waist from behind him.

 

“That's what you're saying but you're not the one that has to pose practically naked!” The thought was almost too scary to think of as they continued to pull on him, obviously not feeling the trepidation the young actor was.

 

“Oh come on those aren't all the pictures! And you'll be in underwear!” Tatsuha said, a bit too much pleasure in his voice as he continued to yank on Hiroshi's waist. With one final tug the two managed to pry the actor from the wall, all spiraling backwards and ending up crashing into the nearest wall, very disoriented for the wear.

 

Shuichi shook his head, getting up off the ground to dust himself off, and while doing so pulling his dress back down. They had barely managed to force him into the outfit, not getting so far as to get him into hair and make-up, but Shuichi had managed to play his part as the distraught teen who had just lost the love of his life, and so he was putting up quite the act to ensure they didn't catch on.

 

After all it had been important to keep their relationship a secret before, but now it was crucial. If anyone found out they were still together not only would Shuichi be fired, but who knew what kind of affects it could have on the show. He wouldn't do that to them because of him wanting to be with Yuki, and so he would keep this secret…from everyone.

 

Though even if he weren't playing the part of the distraught lover, he would still have objected vehemently to this photo shoot. The promotion for the show wasn't that bad. They were for the billboards that would be all over town, showing off him and Ryuichi in their stage costumes and ensuring quite a few people attended…it was the other ones that had him worried.

 

Tohma Seguchi had decided to promote him in more ways than one, and that included having him on the cover of a sketchy male magazine. It was to drum up male fans who would agree to go with their girlfriends to lust over him, which considering he was another guy Shuichi really could see some future problems to ensue from such a thing, but Tohma assured him that it wouldn't affect his career, and so he was game. Though he immediately regretted agreeing to the magazine when the photographer showed him just what he would be wearing. …And that was a white satin corset and a pair of lacy panties!

 

“Shuichi!” He heard Ryuichi yell, two seconds before he plowed into him, hugging him against his body. Shuichi was just standing there in stunned silence as the handsome man gripped him.

 

Ryuichi looked amazing! He was decked out in a black tuxedo that took away his childlike innocent, only to replace it with a gorgeous splendor that would make anyone just stop and stare.

 

“Shuichi Kuma says you look very pretty!” He said, pulling away and snuggling Kumagoro to his chest. “Everybody is going to love you!”

 

“You too Mr. Sakuma! You look so hot!” After hearing what he said he immediately slapped his hands over his mouth, cursing himself and his big mouth! “I'm sorry I didn't mean!”

 

“It's okay!” Ryuichi shot back immediately, and Shuichi actually got a nosebleed when the famous actor winked at him, giving him a look that would make anyone melt. “I really don't mind.”

 

With that said Ryuichi walked the other way, leaving Shuichi in a stupor that even Hiro waving a hand in front of his face and Tatsuha pinching his cheek couldn't fix. Had Ryuichi Sakuma…had the Ryuichi Sakuma just hit on him?

 

He wasn't allowed to concern himself with that long, because he was swept away by the hair and make-up crew that had been hired, practically throwing him into the dressing room as they continued to get him ready.

 

As the people worked on his face, giving him a nice smoky hue with bright red lipstick to match his red dress, the hair people added on extensions to his pink locks, giving him the length to about his mid back that he should have by the time this was over with. Once it was done they put his hair up in a fancy French bun, turning him towards the mirror so that he stared at what he would have to swear was a completely different person.

 

A strand of pink hair hung over his face as a light pink blush stained his pale features as he looked at the beautiful woman staring back. Honestly…if he didn't know for a fact that he was a boy he just might wonder. He looked gorgeous! He really did look like the courtisan that could make every man fall in love with her. …He couldn't wait to show Yuki!

 

His face fell a little at that. Yuki wasn't here…he had told him he had important work to do, and it would look better to Tohma if he didn't show up. He knew that the writer was right, but that didn't make him pout any less. He could only imagine what Yuki would say if he saw him like this! Well…it would probably be some sort of insult, but he would still fuck his brains out regardless! And that's all that really mattered!

 

As he exited the dressing room he could feel all eyes turn towards him, and he gave a shy smile, knowing exactly how good he must look if it left everyone staring. He walked down the steps, careful not to fall in his heels as he tried to be as graceful as possible …He laughed to himself a little when he noticed that even Tohma was staring.

 

Not being able to resist himself, he motioned down to his costume, puffing out his imaginary bust as he put on the most seductive face he had. “Poetic enough for you?” He said breathlessly, noticing how Tatsuha was actually drooling.

 

“I'm impressed Mr. Shindou. I had reservations of hiring you for the part, but you put most females to shame.” He gave a huge grin at that, throwing subtly to the window at actually receiving such an amazing compliment from Tohma Seguchi.

 

Walking up to him, Tatsu wrapped a hand around his waist, pulling him close so that his hot breath tingled his earlobe. “Anytime you want that rebound sex…I'm game.”

 

Rolling his eyes, Shuichi fought his way out of Tatsu's grasp…a much more difficult task than he had previously thought. “I'll keep that in mind.” He didn't even want to think of how mad Yuki would be if he had pretend rebound sex with his brother.

 

Hiro elbowed him in the side, leaning into him. “Aww my best friend's grown into such a beautiful woman!” Shuichi glared, saying his normal `I hate you' before heading towards the cameras where Ryuichi was already waiting.

 

The photo's had gone by painfully slow. Honestly he had no idea models had to go through such annoyance, after about 300 hundred pictures they called it quits on the promotional ones, deciding to stick the one that had Ryuichi leaning Shuichi over as the kissed on all the billboards. ….Somehow the actor didn't think Yuki was going to take all that kindly to such a picture, but he could do nothing to stop it seeing as how he was supposed to be heartbroken, and every one around him assured him that such a picture would send ratings through the roof.

 

The play was already quite the talk of the town after a few scandalous pictures had been released that morning from the escapade the night before. Tohma had brilliantly spun the picture of him and Yuki kissing into a publicity stunt, just to drum up fans for the play from a relationship between such a famous writer and an upcoming star. The public had been outraged such a stunt had occurred, which of course led them to only talk about it more. After all, there is no such thing as bad publicity…a saying he soon came to speak as truth.

 

Fear and embarrassment wracked his body as the hair and make-up people once more kidnapped him from the stage, ripping off his outfit and shoving him into knee high white stockings, lacy panties, and a corset as he got ready to do his second photo shoot of the day. They put his hair down, letting the extensions hang long as it covered his face, making him appear even sexier for the cameras.

 

Grabbing a robe, he pulled it as tight as he could around his body as he exited this time, ignoring the cat calls and rushing back to the photographer who had satin pillows set up for him to lie on…the bastard might as well have been setting him up to star in his very own porn!

 

“Alright Shuichi…” The cameraman started, obviously trying to be as friendly as possible. “I want you to lie down here and spread you legs for me.”

 

Glaring holes into his face steam billowed out of the actor's ears and he ended up shooting back with. “Yeah well I want you to kiss my ass!”

 

He was never allowed to finish his tirade because Tohma covered his mouth, giving the burly photographer an apologetic grin. “Now Mr. Shindou do try to be pleasant…remember this man is trying to make you a star.” Seguchi finished, calming the irate actor down.

 

“Fine.” Shuichi grumbled, not at all liking having to pose for slutty pictures while dressed as a woman. “…Just tell me where you want me.” …This, he had no doubt, was going to be a very long day.

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Blush still staining his cheeks, Shuichi removed the baseball cap from his head, doing his best to sneak back into Yuki's apartment without being seen. He had no idea modeling could be such a cruel experience. When the magazine came out on Friday he would be humiliated for the entire world to see!

 

He shut the door as quietly as he could, more than determined to let Yuki continue working as he snuck into their room and buried a tunnel in the basement to hide for the next 20 years. He tiptoed through the apartment, taking great care not to hit any of the creaking floorboards along the way. If he saw Yuki now he knew he would break down, and while he was breaking down he would expel about all the dirty poses he was made to do, and if he did that nothing good could ever come from it.

 

“What are you doing?” Shuichi posed in mid-sneak, turning frightened eyes towards his lover who was currently cooking dinner in the kitchen. In a delayed reaction Shuichi couldn't help but start, jumping about five feet in the air as he turned as white as a ghost.

 

“Yuki!” He screamed, “Don't sneak up on people like that! Do you want to give me a heart attack!” Shuichi started to shake his head dramatically, getting all kind of horrible images in his head. “I can't die young Yuki! I have so much to live for still!”

 

“Would you give it a rest.” Yuki growled, immediately cutting off Shuichi's outburst. “You're the one who came sneaking in here remember?...If you can call that sneaking that is.”

 

Reminded of just why he was sneaking, Shuichi turned red from head to toe, reaching to his back pocket to clutch the item that had been stuck there. “Oh!...it's nothing.” He quickly lied, giving the blond a smile. “Well I'm beat.” He fake yawned. “I think I'm gonna go to bed…long day yeh know!” He gave a small laugh, all but running back towards their room, only to be caught by his shirt collar that he sprang backwards into Yuki's chest.

 

“What are you hiding brat?” Eiri asked suspiciously, eyeing the struggling boy in his arms as he managed to turn around in his grasp, waving his arms excitedly in front of him to throw the man off his trail.

 

“Nothing! I'm just tired is all…wow Yuki you're really a paranoid…” But he was never allowed to finish, because in the next second the blond had reached behind him and grabbed the treasure he was protecting in his back pocket.

 

“NO!” Shuichi screamed, lunging for the picture he was hiding as Yuki completely evaded his grasp. “Don't look! Don't look! Don't lo…” But as the man stared down at the photo the actor knew it was much too late.

 

“Is this one of the pictures you took today?” Yuki asked, making the pink haired actor gulp in nervous trepidation at just what the cold ice shell might be thinking right now.

 

“Well yeah…The photographer gave me it to take home after I told him that by no means could he put that pose in the magazine.” Still blushing, Shuichi nervously looked to the side. “So, what do you think of it?” He asked, not really wanting to know the answer and yet at the same time needing too.

 

“Come here.” Yuki commanded, wrapping his arms around the actor and turning him so that Shuichi's back was against his chest. He of course did as he was told, even more nervous as the writer held the picture out in front of him, letting him see the results of all his hard work today.

 

His blush only grew as he saw himself sprawled across the satin pillows, looking seductively into the cameras with one finger posed in his mouth. His legs were spread as the panties rode up on him, and the corset came right above his navel. His other arm was resting in-between his legs, toying with his crotch as his body arched slightly off of the pillow. He was sitting in such a `come fuck me' pose that he couldn't resist in outlawing it from being in the magazine, even though it had been the photographers favorite by far.

 

“It's sexy.” Yuki whispered against his ear, sending little bolts of lightening down his spine as he nuzzled into his neck. Shuichi gasped when he felt the hard bulge pressing against his back.

 

“…Yuki.” He whispered, practically moaning when a hand came around him, traveling leisurely down his front, turning a bit more vicious when it came to rest on his thigh, lightly scratching the sensitive skin there and causing goosebumps to spring up all over his flesh.

 

Not being able to hold back anymore, Shuichi spun around, practically throwing himself at his lover and connecting their lips in a heated kiss, loving the way Yuki immediately responded, going even further as he let his tongue find its way into the other's mouth.

 

Shuichi moaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the writer's neck as the man's hands came up under his shirt, playing with the flesh there as the boy in his arms grew warm all over, now sporting a matching erection as he grinded their bodies together.

 

Yuki had taken the picture much better than he thought he had, as a matter of fact he had taken it as well as he possibly could. Instead of getting mad, he had gotten horny. Though he supposed it really was a 50/50 chance…it seemed his lover was either always mad at him or wanted to screw him.

 

“…Yuki.” Shuichi moaned again as the blond's fingers found their way to his nipple, twisting it hard enough to make the actor gasp as he used his mouth to make a wet trail down his neck.

 

Pulling away, the writer reached for the hem of Shuichi's shirt, pulling it delicately over his head as he returned his mouth to his lips, kissing him as he positioned his back towards the wall, letting the actor lean in front of him as he continued to devour his lips.

 

The writer pulled back, letting a finger trail softly across the boy's face. “Do you want to make me happy, Shuichi?” Yuki asked, using the rarity of his name to address him, making Shuichi's insides squirm even more in delight.

 

“More than anything.” He managed to whimper out as Yuki's hands came to the front of his pants, squeezing the bulge there. The blond leaned in to kiss him again, and as they were kissing he began to push on his shoulders, and it didn't take a genius to figure out just what his lover wanted.

 

Giving the man a lecherous smile, Shuichi dropped down to his knees, staring up into Yuki's amber eyes as he undid his belt, letting them fall down to his feet as the bulge encased in his black boxers was even more evident. He reached out, letting his hand touch his prize, loving the small noises his lover made as he let his hands move up and down.

 

He let his thumbs hook around the edge of the boxer's waistband, slipping them slowly past his hips, though as soon as they fell by his feet he couldn't bring himself to look into those haunting eyes anymore, letting his violet ones fall to the floor as a blush once more stained his cheeks. …After all the things he had done with Yuki, why was it that he still got so embarrassed when it came to sex?

 

Reaching out, Yuki tilted the actor's chin up, almost forcing him to meet his eyes. “So shy, but you don't look shy in those pictures. No, it looks like you're just eating up all the attention lavished on you.” His thumb came to Shuichi's face, tracing the lips swollen and red from kissing. “You must just love playing the role of a whore.”

 

Shuichi glared, reaching up to grab Yuki's hips and gripping them as hard as he could. “You're wrong!” He cried, not liking the look his lover was giving him. “Only for you!” After his outburst he couldn't help but blush, but this time he didn't drop his gaze. “I only do this for you.” He leaned forward, nuzzling his face into the sensitive thigh of his lover. “…only for you.”

 

Placing a kiss on his inner thigh, Shuichi made a wet trail up, loving the way Yuki's breath seemed to hitch in his throat. The kisses trailed upwards until they reached the base of his penis, letting his tongue snake out of his mouth, wetting the man's erection as he allowed the appendage to lick all the way up to the tip.

 

Yuki leaned back against the wall, resting his full weight there as the actor's talented tongue wrapped around the shaft, twisting in a way that shouldn't even be possible. When he heard a moan escape the blond's mouth he couldn't help but let out one of his own, feeling the bulge in his pants twitch in anticipation as he thought about just what would come next.

 

Placing his lips tenderly over the tip, Shuichi lightly sucked, placing his tongue along the slit and rubbing hard enough that Yuki actually gripped the pink mop of hair underneath him to control himself. Taking this as a good sign, Shuichi let his head bob down, taking practically all of Eiri's thick length into his mouth as he tried to think of how something so big fit into him so many times.

 

He came back up, letting the erection come almost completely out of his mouth before bobbing down again, using all the techniques he knew Yuki loved as the blond gripped his head even harder, forcing his cock even further down his throat.

 

“Shu…” Yuki moaned, causing the actor to speed up his pace. God he loved it when the writer sounded like that! He loved it when he could hear Yuki make those sounds reserved only for him…

 

His hands came up, traveling under Yuki's shirt and touching the firm flesh that lay underneath. Gods he couldn't wait until that body was on top of him again…he couldn't wait until he felt him inside.

 

Shuichi sucked on the flesh that tasted too sweet in his mouth to be real, knowing it wouldn't be too long before he tasted something even sweeter. Precum spread around on his tongue, mixing his saliva with the salty taste he'd come to associate with the one he loved. It was all worth it…it was all worth it just to see Yuki like this.

 

As his stomach began to tighten up Shuichi looked up to him, watching as his eyes shut in bliss as a sheen of sweat seemed to cover his brow. He looked in absolute bliss, and he had been the one to make him this way.

 

“Gods Shu…” Was the last thing he heard from his lover before his body began to convulse, spilling his essence in-between the actor's lips, to which he drank up greedily from the floor. Eiri slumped up against the wall, as Shuichi licked up the remaining bit of cum leaking around the base.

 

Tasting Yuki between his lips, only furthered to increase Shuichi's own arousal, and now he had an almost painful ache between his legs. Letting Yuki's still half mast erection come out of his mouth with a plop, Shuichi reached between his own legs, rubbing the aching bulge and letting a moan escape his mouth as it finally got the much needed friction it deserved.

 

He let his hands reach for his zipper, undoing his pants to free his engorged member, but Yuki grabbed his arm, stopping his plans. Looking up, Shuichi met the blond's heated gaze as he smirked at him. “Not yet brat…not until I say so. You're my whore after all, isn't that right?”

 

Giving a small nod, Shuichi gasped in surprise as the blond swooped down, scooping him up into his arms as he hastily carried him towards their bedroom, not hesitating in throwing him onto the bed and unbuttoning his shirt as he stared down at his prey.

 

Coming to straddle the younger one's body, Yuki undid the zipper to the loose pants the actor was sporting, slipping them down over his hips only to pause at what lay underneath. “You're wearing them?”

 

Not knowing what he was talking about, Shuichi looked down to see that he was till in the frilly panties they had forced him into earlier. Turning red from head to toe, Shuichi started to frantically shake his head. “No it's not what it looks like! I wanted to rush home, and well I put my clothes on so quickly I forgot to take them off! I…I…”

 

A hand over his mouth stopped his tirade. “It's alright…I kinda like it.” The blond muttered huskily, leaning down to kiss along his jaw line, letting his hands close around the panties, tugging at them so that they ripped down the front, exposing the area Shuichi was just dying to have touched.

 

“You see I've realized something.” Yuki mumbled against his neck, sucking so hard on his pulse to leave a mark. “No matter how many people look at you, I'm the only one that gets to go further…I'm the only one that gets to touch…” The blond trailed off, not being able to speak anymore as he continued to leave burning kisses along his flesh, but he really didn't need to say anymore…Shuichi already understood.

 

“Yuki I love you.” He whimpered with affection as those lips closed around his nipple. His lover might not show him all that much affection in words, but times like this he knew that he cared.

 

“I know you do brat.” Yuki replied with a smirk as he pulled away, leaning down and connecting their lips in a lustful kiss. Yes, even though Yuki didn't say it, Shuichi knew that deep down he cared for him…and he knew that somehow they would both be okay.

 

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A.N- I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know I'm the most awful author ever for not updated in like a BILLION years! But I promise I'll be better from now on! So what did you think? I gave you smuttiness to make up for my badness lol! I get kudos for that right!? RIGHT!? Anyways it's getting really interesting, and I'm so excited for the next chapter! Please review and let me know that I haven't been abandoned! Thanks for all of you that have stuck with this story! Luv ya lots!