Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Lost but not forgotten ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title: Lost but not forgotten
Author: Cloudy daze
Rating: Already NC-17. Good lemon muse, good. ^^
Category/ Warning: Angst, Sap, Supernatural phenomena, Lemon, OOC
Pairings: Yuki x Shuichi, Hiro x Suguru, K x Ryuichi x Tohma ^^
Feedback: Yes please.
Author's Notes: Well here I am again… have plenty of other fics to work on and I'm starting yet another one. ~hangs head~ I can't help it. The muses wanted to do another Gravitation one. I actually started this one awhile ago on paper and just never got around to doing more of it until now. I even had my sis draw several of the characters in it that are original… now if only I could remember to actually scan them when I'm at home.
 
Lost but not forgotten
Chapter One
 
The old structure creaked as the howling wind slammed against wood and stone. The lone mansion stood proudly, surrounded by darkening woods; even though it had been standing for many decades the place appeared sturdy, the chipped wood and cobwebs the only sign of aging. The one form of identification was located to the left of the double front doors; a small brass plaque with `Alfheim Manor' in fancy script.
 
The inside was adorned with a vast amount of stylish, yet archaic furniture. The intricate designs on tables and armories showed that the inhabitants from countless years ago were very wealthy. A spiral staircase lead up to the second floor and the many bedrooms that filled the building and elaborate tapestries and paintings covered the many walls, works of great value in abundance.
 
The stillness of the place was broken as the front door opened. The first to enter was tall in stature, with wavy golden colored hair that stopped at his shoulders. He wore a suit of deep black, with a pair of small glasses on his face to add to his air of wealth. The next individual was about three inches shorter than the first, with ruffled short raven black hair. This man wore the same style of outfit, only his suit was navy blue. They both carefully made their way to the spacious dining room.
 
“I can't wait to get rid of this place. It gives me the creeps,” the dark haired individual exclaimed.
 
“I know what you mean. The place looks great but one night is enough,” the other added. He gazed up at the two crystal chandeliers that hung above the large rectangular maple table. Light brown eyes then shifted back to his partner.
 
“Well at least we don't have to worry about it. Let that rich rock star relative of yours handle it,” the shorter figure remarked.
 
“Definitely. Besides he's so busy he'll probably never have time to visit,” the blonde pointed out. He slowly moved to the corner of the large room, glancing at his reflection in a brass framed mirror. Fingers ran down the carved markings on the old piece before turning away from it.
 
Both figures froze when the lights flickered in the room. The glass structures hanging above the table began to swing faintly.
 
“Let's get out of here before he gets any madder,” the shorter suggested, as he grabbed the other man's hand in his. They quickly hurried out of the room, keeping the pace up until they were out of the mansion. As soon as the wooden door was locked the lights shut off, the movement stopping.
 
The image of a ghostly pale figure materialized in the mirror. Sad eyes and a translucent body gazed at the object for a moment before shimmering out of existence.
 
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The lone individual stared tiredly at the stack of papers on his desk, all waiting to be read and signed. He quickly took care of five of them, not even bothering to fully read the documents.
 
He paused when the door opened, allowing an elderly women in. She smiled up at the young man at the desk.
 
“Mr. Seguchi? Your mail's here,” she announced, before placing them on top of the stack, “You know you really should consider taking a break. Bad for your health to keep working like this.”
 
The blonde smiled at the women before responding, “You say that every day, Mrs. Dunkin.”
 
“And everyday I keep hoping you'll take the advice. You've had some hardships lately. You deserve a break.”
 
The president of the company refused to acknowledge the recent events in his life. When Mika had slipped the divorce papers under his hands two months ago he hadn't even flinched. He'd taken the news in strides, withholding any show of emotions until she was completely out of his house and life. Only then had he allowed the tears to fall out of loss for his once taken for granted life.
 
The blonde president had then buried himself in work, only returning home when he felt like he would collapse from exhaustion. Although most at his company had voiced their concerns about his health the man had refused to listen… that is until K stepped forward. Tohma smiled inwardly at the chaotic battle that had occurred between them. A major conflict of minds had transpired and for once in his life the blonde had ended up losing. He barely remembered what had happened, only recalling the morning light and the feeling of warm flesh resting against his naked skin. Not long afterwards the long haired blonde had moved into Tohma's mansion, giving him the company he sorely needed.
 
“Mr. Seguchi? Are you alright?” the older woman suddenly broke in, disturbing his thoughts.
 
“I'm sorry. I was lost in thought for a moment there.”
 
“Well I'll leave you to your work but please consider what I said,” the secretary added before she left the office.
 
The blonde rubbed his temples slightly before turning his attention to his mail. He flipped carelessly through the letters, blue eyes blinking in surprise when one caught his attention. `I don't even know this relative. Why would he be sending me something?'
 
Tohma jumped slightly when a loud crash emanated from the door. Ht was quickly followed by a high-pitched squeal.
 
“Kumagoro are you ok? I'm so sorry you got hurt. Tohma! I hurt him!”
 
The blonde allowed a smile to grace his lips before the door burst open. A ball of pure energy bounced into the room, landing on the president's lap. The childish man latched onto the blonde, sobbing softly.
 
“I hurt Kumagoro!” he sniffled. He then thrust the stuffed rabbit into Tohma's left arm, “Can you help him?”
 
The keyboardist gazed at the pink toy. “He seems alright to me. How would you like me to help him?”
 
Ryuichi sniffed softly, “A kiss would help.”
 
The blonde sighed inwardly but knew he couldn't deny his fellow band member anything. He gave the stuffed animal a gentle peck on the forehead. Tohma then passed the bunny back, allowing Ryuichi to hug the toy instead of him.
 
“What about me?” the green haired man asked, “Do I get a kiss too?”
 
The blonde smiled slyly, eyes narrowing, “I think that can be arranged.”
 
Kumagoro was suddenly forgotten as tender lips mingled together. Ryuichi moaned softly before dropping the toy to the ground. His hands tugged at the blonde's shirt, slipping up to caress pale skin. Fingers ran up softly over slightly showing ribs before stroking hardening nipples.
 
Tohma gasped, gripping the other male's rear to pull them closer together. He began to become greatly aroused as their bodies rubbed against each other. He shivered as the figure above him started unbuttoning his shirt, releasing his mouth to suck on his sensitive neck.
 
“Ryuichi,” the blonde gasped out, “We really shouldn't do this… the secretary is right outside.”
 
The singer smirked, “So invite her in. She can watch if she wants.”
 
Tohma shook his head at the suggestion before gasping loudly when he felt his pants being unzipped, the other hand stroking him firmly.
 
“What about K? Shouldn't we wait for him?” Tohma asked weakly, resolve slowly crumbling.
 
“I'm sure he won't mind… but if you insist,” Ryuichi breathed out, before leaning back to grab the phone off the hook.
 
“What are you doing?” Tohma inquired.
 
“Well you wanted him to join us right?” the green haired singer said with a smirk.
 
“He's in the middle of a session with Bad Luck. He can't leave them right now,” the blonde president protested.
 
Ryuichi said nothing as he dialed quickly, leisurely stroking his lover's length as he waited for their other partner to pick up.
 
“Hello dear. Tohma's being a naughty boy and won't let me have fun with him unless you say its fine. Aren't you Tohma?” Ryuichi exclaimed, speeding up the pace he had on the blonde's erection.
 
Tohma couldn't help but groan, knowing that right at the moment the green haired man had lifted the phone close to him so K would hear.
 
Ryuichi laughed before putting the object back to his ear. “I know… I'm sure Tohma will be a darling and let you have some fun with him later.”
 
“And I thought I was the manipulative one,” Tohma muttered as Ryuichi said he good-byes to K and hung up the phone. Hungry eyes gazed longingly at his body and before he knew it he found himself thrown up onto the desk top, files scattering to the floor.
 
“You're cleaning that up you know,” Tohma said sternly before gasping as his pants and boxers were pulled off his body. He let out a sharp cry as his lover took his length into his mouth, sucking deeply. The blonde's jaw dropped as he struggled to breathe through the pleasurable assault. Right before he was about to release the actions ceased, causing him to groan in protest.
 
Ryuichi laughed at the act, standing up to press their lips together. He pulled up his shirt, slipping it from his chest. The rest of his clothes quickly followed as he continued to kiss the blonde. One had reached towards the top dresser of the desk, pulling out the tube that was always there for situations such as this.
 
“Want it, Tohma dear?” the singer breathed as he nipped on the blonde's lower lip. The president refused to answer, not allowing himself to admit to his own weaknesses.
 
“Come on now. You know it'll never finish if you don't say something,” Ryuichi snickered, rubbing their hard erections together.
 
Tohma gasped his pride giving way to the aching need. “Damn it you know I do, Ryuichi. Just get on with it.”
 
The green haired man laughed, “There that wasn't so hard was it? You're too cute, Tohma.”
 
The blonde said nothing as his lover began to stretch him, moaning constantly at the gentle touches to his length to help him deal with the small amounts of pain that occurred.
 
“Ready?” Ryuichi asked.
 
The blonde nodded, gasping out as the green haired man filled him completely. Both groaned as he began to move in and out, creating a steady rhythm. Tohma cried out as that one spot was hit, thrusting out in hopes of pulling his lover to that same area again. As Ryuichi became closer to orgasm his pace began to speed up, thrusting faster as well as stroking the blonde's length quicker. The president let out a sharp cry, as his body tightened up before release. He gasped his lovers name before letting go, gasping harshly. Ryuichi was soon to follow, struggling to breathe as he collapsed on the chair behind him.
 
Tohma ran his fingers through damp golden hair before setting himself on Ryuichi's lap. Both just laid there for several minutes, taking in the comfort of being together.
 
“Tohma… we're all dirty. We should take a bath… then can we take a nap? I'm tired and I bet Kumagoro is too,” the singer exclaimed, “Where is he anyways? Kumagoro did you get lost?”
 
Tohma took several breaths before standing up. He then reached down to pick up the stuffed bunny that was still lying on the ground. Ryuichi bounced up, hugging the toy to his bare chest. The blonde sat back down, gesturing for his lover to sit with him. The green haired man complied, hugging the blonde as well.
 
The president sighed as he took in the area, frowning at the mess. `I really wish he would wait until after work before attempting such an act.' The blonde blinked as he realized the one letter from his relative was still sitting on the desk, one of the few things that had not being knocked off. He reached over to take the letter, opening it in curiosity.
 
“What's that Tohma?” Ryuichi asked as he chewed on the bunny's ear.
 
“Apparently I've inherited a mansion. A place called Alfheim Manor. The letter says it's a very lovely estate, although slightly worn from old age,” the blonde exclaimed.
 
“Sounds like fun. Can we go? I want to see the old mansion! I bet it has cool things like ghosts in it!” Ryuichi squealed, bouncing around in Tohma's lap.
 
“If you stop doing that we can go,” Tohma remarked quickly, knowing that a squirming naked Ryuichi moving around above him could prove very dangerous. `I suppose it doesn't hurt to go there. That would get the secretary off my back.'
 
“Can K go?” Ryuichi asked.
 
“Well of course he can go. It wouldn't be a trip without him,” Tohma answered.
 
“Can Shuichi come? And the rest of bad luck? And Yuki too cause if he didn't come then Shuichi would be very sad,” Ryuichi inquired.
 
“I don't see why not. We can leave for this place tomorrow morning. I'm sure they would all enjoy a vacation,” the blonde stated. He smiled as the hyper man latched onto him. `This shouldn't be too bad. I mean what's the worst that could happen?'
 
TBC…
 
Ceri: *fans Nagi's face* Well….I think that's enough said about that…..
 
Nagi: *very haaaaaapppppyyyyyy* Lemon…lemon!!! *passes lemonade out to everyone*