Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Painful Truth ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Daxemon 
Hiro gets a little scare and guilt thrown his way.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.19.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 233 | Status: Work In Progress
Hiro gets a little scare and guilt thrown his way.
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.19.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 233 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Love’s Painful Truth
Author: Daxemon
Fandom: Gravitation (yaoi)
Pairing/Characters: Yuki/Hiro
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: The Maki Murakami is the creator of Gravitation and I will do my best to not soil her creations with my filthy thoughts…….well maybe just a little. I’ll make sure to clean them up afterwards. Obviously these guys don’t belong to me or anyone but Ms. Murakami.
Love’s Painful Truth
Chapter 3
As Hiro walked into the studio where Bad Luck practiced, he didn't notice that someone else had also come in early, that is until they spoke and scared the life out of him.
“You're early.”
“AAAHHHH!!!! Who's there?!” Hiro asked scared stiff as he spun around to see K lounging casually on the large couch in the dim light of the studio, something shiny glinting in his hand. Hiro figured it was one of K's many guns, most likely on of his Desert Eagles, those were supposedly his favorite. “K? Is that you?” Hiro asked squinting.
“None other.” K replied getting up and walking over to Hiro, turning up the dimmer switch he passed, illuminating the studio, as he approached where Hiro was standing, clutching his guitar. “The question that should be asked is why on earth are you here and so damn early, at that? You don't have to be here for another two hours.” K informed cocking his head to the side, crystal blue eyes boring into Hiro's mist gray one's.
“I – I just couldn't sleep. That's all.” Hiro stuttered. The way K was looking at him was unnerving. It was almost like he was looking into his soul and was seeing everything with those ice blue eyes of his. Hiro had to practically drag his eyes away and continue across to the area of the studio where Bad Luck usually set up for practice.
“Are you sure that's all it is?” questioned K, as he followed Hiro.
“Of course it is, what else could it be?” Hiro replied, making sure to keep his back to K.
“I don't know you tell me. You seem a little bit more skittish than usual.” stated K nonchalantly as he polished his gun.
“Skittish?”
“Yeah. Maybe nervous would be a better description.”
“Nervous, what would I have to be nervous about?” Hiro said finding more interest than he should in tuning his guitar. K was entirely too on course.
“Well you guys do have that huge concert coming up with Nittle Grasper and those two other American bands we invited, in a couple a weeks. Maybe that's it?” surmised K, before his attention drifted over to the doorway where he heard voices approaching. “Looks like you're not the only one who's early.”
One of the voices in particular was talking very animatedly, while the other just sounded irritated, that one could only be Suguru and of course the other was Shuichi complaining about something, most likely something having to do with Yuki. All was status quo as far as K was concerned and he wandered back over to where he was sitting and continued the silent polishing of his Desert Eagles.
When Hiro saw K move off, relief flooded through him, he honestly was getting a little worried that K had noticed some change in his behavior which he himself hadn't noticed. If K ever did find out what was going on between him and Yuki, Hiro had no idea what K would do with that information and he didn't want to think about it as he watched Shuichi walk into the room with a very irritated looking Suguru next to him.
“....and I don't know what to do. Yuki didn't even call me and he just shows up this morning when I'm leaving and doesn't even give me an explanation as to where he was all night.” Shuichi finished with a sigh.
“Honestly.” Suguru said turning to face Shuichi. “I could give a damn what Yuki does all night and I could care even less as to what you should do about it, I am not Tohma. Now, will you please leave me alone, you are giving me a headache.” Suguru ground out, stalking off towards his keyboard, mumbling something about how it was to early to be having to deal with idiots.
“Hiro!” Shucichi yelled, finally noticing Hiro.
“Hey Shu. You're early.”
“Yeah. I couldn't sleep. Yuki didn't come home last night and I was up worried, but he came home this morning looking exhausted. He didn't even say anything to me about where he was.......he just walked by me and went into the bathroom. I was getting ready to follow him when opened back the bathroom door and told me not to follow him and to get out and go to work.” Shuichi relayed to Hiro with a completely forlorn look on his face. “He seemed to be crankier than usual so I figured that I might as well just leave.” Shuichi explained. “Hiro?”
“Yeah?” Hiro answered.
“Do you think Yuki loves me?” Shuichi asked looking up at Hiro with those big soulful eyes of his, full of hope.
Hiro's heart shriveled and clenched in his chest, because he remembered what Yuki had said to him not but a few hours ago and it broke his heart. He wanted to say yes, that of course Yuki loved Shuichi, but for some reason he just couldn't force the words past his lips, not after last night.
“Hiro?” Shuichi prodded.
“Shouldn't you be asking Yuki that?” hedged Hiro as he avoided looking at Shuichi.
“Are you seriously asking me that Hiro? You do know who we're talking about here. Eiri Yuki, a.k.a. “The Human Iceberg” as you call him. Are you seriously telling me that you think in the last three years that I've been with Yuki that I haven't actually asked him that question? All I get is idiot this and idiot that, he never answers me, so I just assumed he did, but lately...........but lately, I'm really beginning to wonder.” finished Shuichi coming to sit down next to Hiro on the loveseat and sighing sadly.
Hiro wondered if it was possible to have a heart attack at 21, because his chest felt so tight that he almost thought that he was in the first stages of one after hearing Shuichi. Sucking up all his reserves Hiro did the only thing he could, he lied.
“Don't worry Shu. I'm sure Yuki loves you. He's an unusual guy and he has been through a lot in his life. Maybe you should give him the benefit of a doubt this time, huh?” Hiro said feeling himself being suddenly swamped with guilt and self loathing. Sometimes he wished that night had never happened a month ago, then he wouldn't have to be lying to his best friend right now.
“Sure Hiro.” Shuichi answered snapping Hiro out of his guilty thoughts. “If you say so.”
Hearing Shuichi say that made it all the worse.
Author: Daxemon
Fandom: Gravitation (yaoi)
Pairing/Characters: Yuki/Hiro
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: The Maki Murakami is the creator of Gravitation and I will do my best to not soil her creations with my filthy thoughts…….well maybe just a little. I’ll make sure to clean them up afterwards. Obviously these guys don’t belong to me or anyone but Ms. Murakami.
Love’s Painful Truth
Chapter 3
As Hiro walked into the studio where Bad Luck practiced, he didn't notice that someone else had also come in early, that is until they spoke and scared the life out of him.
“You're early.”
“AAAHHHH!!!! Who's there?!” Hiro asked scared stiff as he spun around to see K lounging casually on the large couch in the dim light of the studio, something shiny glinting in his hand. Hiro figured it was one of K's many guns, most likely on of his Desert Eagles, those were supposedly his favorite. “K? Is that you?” Hiro asked squinting.
“None other.” K replied getting up and walking over to Hiro, turning up the dimmer switch he passed, illuminating the studio, as he approached where Hiro was standing, clutching his guitar. “The question that should be asked is why on earth are you here and so damn early, at that? You don't have to be here for another two hours.” K informed cocking his head to the side, crystal blue eyes boring into Hiro's mist gray one's.
“I – I just couldn't sleep. That's all.” Hiro stuttered. The way K was looking at him was unnerving. It was almost like he was looking into his soul and was seeing everything with those ice blue eyes of his. Hiro had to practically drag his eyes away and continue across to the area of the studio where Bad Luck usually set up for practice.
“Are you sure that's all it is?” questioned K, as he followed Hiro.
“Of course it is, what else could it be?” Hiro replied, making sure to keep his back to K.
“I don't know you tell me. You seem a little bit more skittish than usual.” stated K nonchalantly as he polished his gun.
“Skittish?”
“Yeah. Maybe nervous would be a better description.”
“Nervous, what would I have to be nervous about?” Hiro said finding more interest than he should in tuning his guitar. K was entirely too on course.
“Well you guys do have that huge concert coming up with Nittle Grasper and those two other American bands we invited, in a couple a weeks. Maybe that's it?” surmised K, before his attention drifted over to the doorway where he heard voices approaching. “Looks like you're not the only one who's early.”
One of the voices in particular was talking very animatedly, while the other just sounded irritated, that one could only be Suguru and of course the other was Shuichi complaining about something, most likely something having to do with Yuki. All was status quo as far as K was concerned and he wandered back over to where he was sitting and continued the silent polishing of his Desert Eagles.
When Hiro saw K move off, relief flooded through him, he honestly was getting a little worried that K had noticed some change in his behavior which he himself hadn't noticed. If K ever did find out what was going on between him and Yuki, Hiro had no idea what K would do with that information and he didn't want to think about it as he watched Shuichi walk into the room with a very irritated looking Suguru next to him.
“....and I don't know what to do. Yuki didn't even call me and he just shows up this morning when I'm leaving and doesn't even give me an explanation as to where he was all night.” Shuichi finished with a sigh.
“Honestly.” Suguru said turning to face Shuichi. “I could give a damn what Yuki does all night and I could care even less as to what you should do about it, I am not Tohma. Now, will you please leave me alone, you are giving me a headache.” Suguru ground out, stalking off towards his keyboard, mumbling something about how it was to early to be having to deal with idiots.
“Hiro!” Shucichi yelled, finally noticing Hiro.
“Hey Shu. You're early.”
“Yeah. I couldn't sleep. Yuki didn't come home last night and I was up worried, but he came home this morning looking exhausted. He didn't even say anything to me about where he was.......he just walked by me and went into the bathroom. I was getting ready to follow him when opened back the bathroom door and told me not to follow him and to get out and go to work.” Shuichi relayed to Hiro with a completely forlorn look on his face. “He seemed to be crankier than usual so I figured that I might as well just leave.” Shuichi explained. “Hiro?”
“Yeah?” Hiro answered.
“Do you think Yuki loves me?” Shuichi asked looking up at Hiro with those big soulful eyes of his, full of hope.
Hiro's heart shriveled and clenched in his chest, because he remembered what Yuki had said to him not but a few hours ago and it broke his heart. He wanted to say yes, that of course Yuki loved Shuichi, but for some reason he just couldn't force the words past his lips, not after last night.
“Hiro?” Shuichi prodded.
“Shouldn't you be asking Yuki that?” hedged Hiro as he avoided looking at Shuichi.
“Are you seriously asking me that Hiro? You do know who we're talking about here. Eiri Yuki, a.k.a. “The Human Iceberg” as you call him. Are you seriously telling me that you think in the last three years that I've been with Yuki that I haven't actually asked him that question? All I get is idiot this and idiot that, he never answers me, so I just assumed he did, but lately...........but lately, I'm really beginning to wonder.” finished Shuichi coming to sit down next to Hiro on the loveseat and sighing sadly.
Hiro wondered if it was possible to have a heart attack at 21, because his chest felt so tight that he almost thought that he was in the first stages of one after hearing Shuichi. Sucking up all his reserves Hiro did the only thing he could, he lied.
“Don't worry Shu. I'm sure Yuki loves you. He's an unusual guy and he has been through a lot in his life. Maybe you should give him the benefit of a doubt this time, huh?” Hiro said feeling himself being suddenly swamped with guilt and self loathing. Sometimes he wished that night had never happened a month ago, then he wouldn't have to be lying to his best friend right now.
“Sure Hiro.” Shuichi answered snapping Hiro out of his guilty thoughts. “If you say so.”
Hearing Shuichi say that made it all the worse.