Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Painful Truth ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

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.

 

A/N - Here is my latest update in the ongoing tale of Hiro's and Yuki's tryst. Hopefully everything works out for the better, but we'll all have to wait for that. Well I give my utmost thanks to my BETA Meng Horde. She is the awesomest if there is such a word, it perfectly describes her input and skill at figuring out what I want to say and do with my fic. She's a great co-pilot. Thanks Meng Horde you rock.

 

Love's Painful Truth

Chapter - 9

 

 

Hiro woke up after a few hours sleep, slid quietly out of bed and took a well needed shower. After their talk about K earlier, it was like Yuki became sex crazed. After about the 6th go 'round he finally wore himself out, to Hiro's relief. 'What on earth had gotten into Yuki?' Hiro wondered as he towel dried his hair. Throwing the used towel in the hamper, he adjusted his robe as he left the bathroom only to be abruptly smothered in a breath stealing kiss.

 

"-uki?" Hiro mumbled, startled.

 

"I'm not done with you." said the amorous author as he threw Hiro over his shoulder and walked back into the bathroom.

 

"Yuki!" Hiro yelped, struggling, but to no avail. "Seriously I think you have a problem. You may need some counseling."

 

"I already have a therapist and she says my sexual appetite may be above average, but perfectly normal." Yuki confirmed as he placed Hiro back on his feet.

 

"Look if you don't give my poor body a break, you're going to wear it out." Hiro stated as he placed his hands, arms extended, on Yuki's chest to keep him at bay.

 

"I'm not going to be able to see you for the next three days, so I'm going to get my three days worth now. So prepare yourself." declared Yuki as he pressed forward, backing Hiro into the shower stall, which was still somewhat misty.

 

Upon hearing that Hiro's heart fluttered. 'Was Yuki saying that he was going to miss me in Yuki-speak? He would never really admit to having any true feelings for me......would he? ' Hiro wondered distractedly and soon found himself pressed up firmly against the shower wall.

 

"I didn't think you would miss me that much. And that would be two days worth not three." Hiro informed Yuki.

 

"What's wrong with me missing you? And from what I can remember from the bands itinerary, you are scheduled for three days of physical training with your personal trainers before the tour launches next week, unless something has changed?"

 

"Maybe something has." Hiro said evasively.

 

"I think Shuichi is infecting your personality."

 

"What the hell is that suppose to mean? And do you really have to mention him at a time like this?" Hiro snapped defensively.

 

"Whatever. I'll just make you tell me." Yuki stated as he advanced forward, pressing his body against Hiro's which was already against the wet tiled wall of the shower.

 

Hiro realized that it was either tell Yuki about the day off K gave Bad Luck or have unbelievable sex in the shower. Pretty easy choice for most people, but Hiro knew he wasn't most people, and all he wanted was to rest and eat, so he capitulated "Look, K gave me...we, us, Bad Luck, the day off tomorrow so I'm begging you. If we keep up this pace, I will be walking funny for the next week and we both know K won't miss something like that."

 

"So? Me screwing you has nothing to do with that maniac."

 

"Maybe because your not suppose to be 'screwing' me." Hiro whispered, looking away from Yuki, his body language changing dramatically as he hugged his arms around his body awkwardly since Yuki was pretty much glued to him still.

 

'Damn it! There he goes again with that look. I hate seeing him like this. But I refuse to give him up. Everyone and consequences be damned.' thought Yuki vehemently. "Unless you're taking another shower I suggest you leave and go order us some room service."

 

Hiro looked up at Yuki in surprise, rarely there was a day where the Great and gorgeous and exceptionally stubborn Eiri Yuki ever capitulated so easily. 'What's with that look on his face? It almost looked like he was hurt by what I said?' "Yu-" Hiro began.

 

"You better make sure it's something edible and celery free." Yuki ordered as he abruptly pulled Hiro out of the shower stall, stepping in and turning on the water without another word.

 

Hiro stood where he was for a moment, completely speechless, as he watched Yuki start to bathe. He turned and hurried out the bathroom after a few moments, when he saw Yuki look his way with a raised eyebrow and a look in his eye that said “leave or accept the consequences”. Outside the door Hiro paused for a moment, a small smile coming across his face before he headed into the living room.

 

Twenty minutes later Yuki emerged from the bathroom looking refreshed, swathed in a bathrobe identical to Hiro's.

 

"Someone took kinda long. I was wondering if you slipped down the shower drain or something." Hiro said as he began to open the food dishes.

 

"Just shut up and feed me." Yuki grumbled as he sat down.

 

Both of them sat in a comfortable silence as they ate their meal, until there came a knock at the door.

 

Yuki mumbled, “About time, I was wondering if they'd forgotten.”

 

“Forgotten? Forgotten what?” Hiro questioned, looking up at Yuki as he stood to answer the door.

 

“Why your gift for getting here promptly. I suppose you've forgotten? Then I guess we can just forget about it entirely then.”

 

Hiro remembered the text messages and soon realized that he was about to get a present and unlike Shu, he wasn't a total child about gifts, although he didn't mind one every once in a while. “NO! I mean no, let's not forget about it.” Hiro replied.

 

“Why don't you go and answer the door then, it is for you.” Yuki stated extending his hand toward the door and watching as Hiro tried unsuccessfully to get up and calmly answer the door, a small indiscernible smile coming across Yuki's face as he watched Hiro in his eagerness.

 

Hiro scrambled to his feet and ran to the door before he realized that he looked like a five year old on Christmas. When he opened the door there were not one, but two people standing there patiently. The first was a young bellhop with a large white box with a equally large deep blue violet bow - Hiro's favorite color -that almost completely covered the top. The other was a gentleman dressed in a long overcoat, partially obscuring a well cut expensive suit. He looked like someone you wouldn't want to mess with in a fight. The bellhop handed Hiro the box, bowed and went on his way. Hiro placed the box on a chair near the door and stepped back into the doorway.

 

“Hiroshi Nakano?” said the gentleman in the doorway.

 

“Yes?” Hiro answered hesitantly.

 

“You have a delivery from Bvulgari. Please sign here.” He said, extracting a small leather folder from his coat. As the gentleman pulled a document from the folder, Hiro heard a metallic clink, drawing attention to the fact that the case he had was handcuffed to his wrist.

 

'What on earth? What the hell did Yuki buy me?' wondered Hiro. Hiro signed the document that seemed to have a seal imprinted on it and was then presented with a small black velvet box from inside the case, which was still securely cuffed to the cloaked deliveryman's wrist. After receiving his gifts Hiro closed the door and turned to Yuki with a look of complete confusion on his face. “Well?” he asked expectantly.

 

“Well what? Aren't you going to open them? Start with the big one.” Yuki ordered, going to sit down on the couch in the living room area.

 

Hiro placed the smaller box on the larger one and picked them up. Walking over he joined Yuki on the couch. He looked at the novelists face, but there was no hint of anticipation or expectancy, just Yuki's regular look of boredom. But there was a slight twinkle in his eyes that Hiro knew was not usually there. There must be something really special in this box, just by the fact he has that look in his eye and that he said to open the large one first. To someone else it didn't seem like anything, but Hiro knew Yuki better than most.

 

“So are you going to open it or not?” Yuki asked, pulling Hiro out of his thoughts.

 

“Huh?”

 

“You know the big, big box in front of you, with the huge ribbon in your favorite color.” Yuki stated, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

 

Hiro gave Yuki a look that said he was not appreciative of the sarcastic tone. Placing the velvet box aside, Hiro pulled the top of the larger box off and what greeted him was a plethora of tissue paper in the same color as the ribbon, which he happily dug through. As Hiro reach through all the paper his hands came into contact with leather. Really supple and smooth leather. Pushing all the paper aside, Hiro set his eyes upon a Leather riding jacket that made his breath stop in his throat. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

 

“WOW! Yuki!” Hiro itched to try it on, but all he had on was the robe.

 

“Well are you going to try it on or not?” Yuki asked reading Hiro completely.

 

Hiro looked longingly at the jacket and threw caution to the wind, shrugged out of the top part of the robe hoping the belt wouldn't loosen too much before he put on the jacket. It fit quite well, a little too big, but he was naked underneath. It smelled glorious. Turning around in front of the mirror he noticed that the bands name was embroidered into the leather in almost invisible black stitching with large angle wings in a smokey thread, contrasting the lettering. It was so subtle that the design was almost indiscernible. IT WAS PERFECT!

 

 

As Hiro stood in front of the mirror admiring his new jacket he saw Yuki walk up behind him with the smaller velvet box in his hand. He watched as Yuki reached in, but didn't see what he took out until Yuki placed the item around his neck. It was a very delicate platinum necklace with two pendants, one in the shape of a guitar pick, which had a large diamond in the center of the guitar pick and the other pendant of the Band's logo done in simple lettering accented by diamonds. As Yuki placed the necklace on him Hiro quickly lifted his hair out of the way. When Yuki was finished Hiro reached down to take a closer look at the necklace and its pendants. As he admired the pendant something on the back of the guitar pick pendant caught his attention as it sparkled and flashed in the light. Hiro turned the pendant and read an engraving he found on the back. A simple heart with the initials E & H inside.

 

"E & H?" Hiro asked looking up at Yuki's reflection questioningly.

 

"Hiroshi Nakano is your name and Eiri Useigi is my name. Clear?" Yuki explained vaguely, his expression still revealing nothing.

 

Hiro frowned for a moment at the pendant, before complete understanding dawned. Turning he looked at Yuki shocked. “Yuki.” Hiro knew that if he started gushing about the sentiment of the pendants engraving, that the taciturn author would most likely deny it, so Hiro smiled softly and turned back to admire his reflection. The pendant was breathtakingly beautiful and Hiro did not even want to know how much it cost, if it had to be delivered handcuffed to a human being.

 

As Hiro admired the gorgeous pendant with his heart beating a mile a minute, he looked down and noticed that there was another piece of jewelry still inside the box. Picking up the velvet box to see what was inside, he saw it was actually a pretty simple looking ring. It was a plain platinum band, but it didn't look like it would fit any of his regular fingers, it was quite small. Hiro watched as Yuki reached in and plucked the ring from where it was nestled in the black velvet. Taking Hiro's right hand he slid the band onto Hiro's right pinky finger.

 

“There, now it won't be in the way.” Yuki stated as he released Hiro's hand.

 

Guessing from the statement Yuki just made, it seems that quite a bit of thought was put into this final piece. Seeing as Hiro was a guitarist, rings were nothing more than a nuisance, except when worn on the pinky finger. Hiro's heart began to flutter and thoughts that he had been fighting started to escape and run wild. 'Could Yuki actually be in love with me? Is it possible for us to actually have a future?' Hiro tried to stomped down those thoughts as soon as they were born, he couldn't even attempt to entertain them. He would just be happy for the short time that they had together and see it for what it was, something fleeting and illicit, that could self-destruct at any second.

 

 

Hiro couldn't help it, the outburst that was coming. He felt like it would put one of Shu's worst fits to shame. Turning around Hiro launched himself at Yuki, tumbling them down over the back of the couch and onto the cushions where Hiro smothered Yuki in kisses. His outburst was quickly turned to Yuki's favor and soon Hiro was divested of both his new riding jacket and robe. But before Yuki could move things along, Hiro pulled away to put his gorgeous riding jacket back into its box for safe keeping.

 

Tonight Hiro didn't think he would be wanting any breaks, he would rest on his day off that K gave him. He would have to thank K someday. Hiro was really going to enjoy this extra time he had with Yuki.