Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Painful Truth ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Daxemon 
We start to get an idea how these two finally came together.
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Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.04.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 201 | Status: Work In Progress
We start to get an idea how these two finally came together.
Please Read and Review
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.04.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 201 | 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 4
When Hiro got home he was so drained that all he could do was drop down on his couch and not move for like the next week.
Today was not one of his better days since this thing, whatever it was, started up with Yuki. Watching Shuichi sing his heart out and spaz as he usually did all day was tearing Hiro to ribbons. Knowing that if Shu ever found out about him and Yuki that the wonderful, crazy spirit he possessed would be undeniably crushed.
Sitting on the couch made Hiro remember what could have been the beginning of the end for him. It was about two or three weeks before the first time he slept with Yuki.
Cue Flashback
The Band had been working non-stop for weeks on their latest album release and hadn't been free to do anything relaxing and fun. Once everything eventually wrapped, Shu had declared a night out for Bad Luck. He had a hell of a time convincing Suguru to go though, since the keyboardist was more of an introvert otherwise.
Hiro had decided to meet up with Shuichi first. Since Shuichi was notorious for never showing up on time.....for anything. Hiro honestly didn't want to spend the majority of the night with a piste-off Suguru, if Shuichi was late or worse yet, didn't show.
When Hiro got to Shuichi's he took the elevator up and rang the doorbell. After about a minute he was about to ring again when the door suddenly flew open to reveal a sopping wet pink haired vocalist.
“Shu?” Hiro questioned, noticing Shuichi's state of undress.
“Hiro. Hey.” Shuichi whispered. “Sorry. I'm still in the shower. I'll be ready in a few.” Shuichi said as he gently closed the door after letting in Hiro.
'Typical Shu.' thought Hiro. Then it finally dawned on him that Shuichi was whispering. “Why the hell are you whispering?” Hiro asked at a normal volume. Sometimes Shuichi could be a little eccentric.
“Well Yuki just pulled an all nighter and he's on the couch sleeping. I just don't want to disturb him. He can be cranky if.....” Shuichi suddenly faded off and then got a thoughtful look on his face as he started up again in his normal speaking voice. “Come to think of it, if an bomb went off in this very room right now. I don't think he would even know it. Usually after an all nighter he sleeps for about twelve hours.” stated Shuichi.
“Oh yeah.” Hiro responded remembering that about Yuki. Shuichi had mentioned the authors overnights a while back.
“I'll go finish my shower and get dressed, so we can go. I don't want a bitchy Suguru waiting for us.” Shuichi stated as he headed back to the bathroom, leaving Hiro and the sleeping novelist alone.
Standing there Hiro's curiosity got the best of him. In the past three years that Shuichi has been with the taciturn novelist, Hiro could almost never remember a time that he's ever seen Yuki without a look of annoyance on his face. Hiro honestly wondered if Yuki actually scowled in his sleep too.
Quietly Hiro made his way over to where Yuki was sleeping. He carefully went around the corner of the couch and towards where Yuki's head laid. Upon reaching his goal Hiro's breath caught in his throat and he was suddenly riveted to the spot. Yuki definitely didn't scowl in his sleep. Quite the opposite indeed. Yuki's features were completely relaxed and the position he was sleeping in caused a stray blond lock of hair to fall across his features, adding to the complete purity of his visage.
It was well noted and known by all that Yuki was a handsome man. Okay, Uber-gorgeous, would be a better description. Everything about the man oozed sex appeal, but what Hiro saw was completely devoid of Yuki's usual persona.
The facade was gone and Hiro could almost see the child Yuki once was, before Kitazawa ripped that childhood away. Leaving behind an angry, cold human being. A person who believed that no one was to be trusted, no matter how much they proved themselves to be so.
Coming to this revelation made Hiro look at the author in a completely different light. 'Maybe this is what Shu sees, that no one else does.' thought Hiro.
Knowing what Yuki had gone through and what Hiro knew of him to be still going through somewhat, Hiro's heart broke for the man sleeping before him. How lonely it must be, not being able to let anyone in, to not trust....for fear of being betrayed once again.
Hiro unconsciously reached out and placed the blond lock that had strayed back in place. Noticing what he'd just done, he self-consciously stood and shoved his hands into the leather jacket he was wearing. Yet he still didn't move.
Hiro looked up when he heard Shuichi enter the room. 'How long had he been standing there watching Yuki?' Hiro wondered.
Hiro looked on as his friend approached, all decked out in one of his totally inappropriate outfits, that was even pushing it for an after hours club. Well that was just Shuichi, that's what made him so good, his lack of conformity or may it was lack of sense.
“It's amazing isn't it?” Shuichi asked as he came to stand next to his best friend and looked down at his boyfriend.
“What is?” Hiro asked, turning to look at Shuichi, not understanding his seemingly arbitrary question.
“That he could look like that asleep and be such a grouch when he's awake.” Shuichi replied, his face full of the love he felt for the novelist. He leaned down and place a fleeting kiss on Yuki's forehead dislodging the lock of hair that Hiro had place back and stood saying. “Well we better get going we don't want Suguru waiting for us longer than he has to or he may throw one of his diva bitch fits. I don't know what's wrong with that guy, he's so uptight. He real......” Shuichi rambled on as he made his way to the front entrance, Hiro unintentionally tuning him out, a skill he learned long ago when they had initially become friends.
Hiro looked back at Yuki's slumbering visage once again and felt something in his chest flutter, but didn't have enough time to speculate as to what is was, before he heard Shuichi's lament for them to leave and something about not wanting to die by Suguru's hands. Reluctantly Hiro joined Shuichi and left, pausing to take one last look behind him then closing the door quietly.
End Flashback
Now here he was a month and a half later sleeping with Yuki and deliriously miserable, if that was possible.
“Damn mother hen complex.” Hiro muttered frustrated, flopping sideways onto the couch his long auburn hair falling to mask his tears.
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 4
When Hiro got home he was so drained that all he could do was drop down on his couch and not move for like the next week.
Today was not one of his better days since this thing, whatever it was, started up with Yuki. Watching Shuichi sing his heart out and spaz as he usually did all day was tearing Hiro to ribbons. Knowing that if Shu ever found out about him and Yuki that the wonderful, crazy spirit he possessed would be undeniably crushed.
Sitting on the couch made Hiro remember what could have been the beginning of the end for him. It was about two or three weeks before the first time he slept with Yuki.
Cue Flashback
The Band had been working non-stop for weeks on their latest album release and hadn't been free to do anything relaxing and fun. Once everything eventually wrapped, Shu had declared a night out for Bad Luck. He had a hell of a time convincing Suguru to go though, since the keyboardist was more of an introvert otherwise.
Hiro had decided to meet up with Shuichi first. Since Shuichi was notorious for never showing up on time.....for anything. Hiro honestly didn't want to spend the majority of the night with a piste-off Suguru, if Shuichi was late or worse yet, didn't show.
When Hiro got to Shuichi's he took the elevator up and rang the doorbell. After about a minute he was about to ring again when the door suddenly flew open to reveal a sopping wet pink haired vocalist.
“Shu?” Hiro questioned, noticing Shuichi's state of undress.
“Hiro. Hey.” Shuichi whispered. “Sorry. I'm still in the shower. I'll be ready in a few.” Shuichi said as he gently closed the door after letting in Hiro.
'Typical Shu.' thought Hiro. Then it finally dawned on him that Shuichi was whispering. “Why the hell are you whispering?” Hiro asked at a normal volume. Sometimes Shuichi could be a little eccentric.
“Well Yuki just pulled an all nighter and he's on the couch sleeping. I just don't want to disturb him. He can be cranky if.....” Shuichi suddenly faded off and then got a thoughtful look on his face as he started up again in his normal speaking voice. “Come to think of it, if an bomb went off in this very room right now. I don't think he would even know it. Usually after an all nighter he sleeps for about twelve hours.” stated Shuichi.
“Oh yeah.” Hiro responded remembering that about Yuki. Shuichi had mentioned the authors overnights a while back.
“I'll go finish my shower and get dressed, so we can go. I don't want a bitchy Suguru waiting for us.” Shuichi stated as he headed back to the bathroom, leaving Hiro and the sleeping novelist alone.
Standing there Hiro's curiosity got the best of him. In the past three years that Shuichi has been with the taciturn novelist, Hiro could almost never remember a time that he's ever seen Yuki without a look of annoyance on his face. Hiro honestly wondered if Yuki actually scowled in his sleep too.
Quietly Hiro made his way over to where Yuki was sleeping. He carefully went around the corner of the couch and towards where Yuki's head laid. Upon reaching his goal Hiro's breath caught in his throat and he was suddenly riveted to the spot. Yuki definitely didn't scowl in his sleep. Quite the opposite indeed. Yuki's features were completely relaxed and the position he was sleeping in caused a stray blond lock of hair to fall across his features, adding to the complete purity of his visage.
It was well noted and known by all that Yuki was a handsome man. Okay, Uber-gorgeous, would be a better description. Everything about the man oozed sex appeal, but what Hiro saw was completely devoid of Yuki's usual persona.
The facade was gone and Hiro could almost see the child Yuki once was, before Kitazawa ripped that childhood away. Leaving behind an angry, cold human being. A person who believed that no one was to be trusted, no matter how much they proved themselves to be so.
Coming to this revelation made Hiro look at the author in a completely different light. 'Maybe this is what Shu sees, that no one else does.' thought Hiro.
Knowing what Yuki had gone through and what Hiro knew of him to be still going through somewhat, Hiro's heart broke for the man sleeping before him. How lonely it must be, not being able to let anyone in, to not trust....for fear of being betrayed once again.
Hiro unconsciously reached out and placed the blond lock that had strayed back in place. Noticing what he'd just done, he self-consciously stood and shoved his hands into the leather jacket he was wearing. Yet he still didn't move.
Hiro looked up when he heard Shuichi enter the room. 'How long had he been standing there watching Yuki?' Hiro wondered.
Hiro looked on as his friend approached, all decked out in one of his totally inappropriate outfits, that was even pushing it for an after hours club. Well that was just Shuichi, that's what made him so good, his lack of conformity or may it was lack of sense.
“It's amazing isn't it?” Shuichi asked as he came to stand next to his best friend and looked down at his boyfriend.
“What is?” Hiro asked, turning to look at Shuichi, not understanding his seemingly arbitrary question.
“That he could look like that asleep and be such a grouch when he's awake.” Shuichi replied, his face full of the love he felt for the novelist. He leaned down and place a fleeting kiss on Yuki's forehead dislodging the lock of hair that Hiro had place back and stood saying. “Well we better get going we don't want Suguru waiting for us longer than he has to or he may throw one of his diva bitch fits. I don't know what's wrong with that guy, he's so uptight. He real......” Shuichi rambled on as he made his way to the front entrance, Hiro unintentionally tuning him out, a skill he learned long ago when they had initially become friends.
Hiro looked back at Yuki's slumbering visage once again and felt something in his chest flutter, but didn't have enough time to speculate as to what is was, before he heard Shuichi's lament for them to leave and something about not wanting to die by Suguru's hands. Reluctantly Hiro joined Shuichi and left, pausing to take one last look behind him then closing the door quietly.
End Flashback
Now here he was a month and a half later sleeping with Yuki and deliriously miserable, if that was possible.
“Damn mother hen complex.” Hiro muttered frustrated, flopping sideways onto the couch his long auburn hair falling to mask his tears.