Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ This I Promise You (Revised) ❯ Is It Paranoia? ( Chapter 1 )

This I Promise You Sequel to:  “My Heart Beats Like A Drum” Written by:Chochowilliams Disclaimer:I do not own Gravitationor the characters from it.  I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Summary:   Could it be that Shuichi really is just paranoid or is there something about the new neighbor? Chapter Summary:  Paranoid?  Or something sinister? Warning:M/M, hentai, romance, drama, angst, OOC-ness, language, mpreg, masturbation, anal, oral, death, Shuichi/Eiri, Hiro/Ayaka, Hiro/Suguru Insert:Scenes from “Give in To Me”, “This I Promise You”, by *NSYNC, No Strings Attached A/N:This was out previously several years ago.  So it may not be up to par with some of my other stuff.  Sorry.  But I hope you enjoy it otherwise!  I want to thank pixiegrl121, Fahaar, Acherona for your reviews.   +---+---+---+   When the visions around you Bring tears to your eyes And all that surround you Are secrets and lies I’ll be your strength I’ll give you hope Keeping your faith when it’s gone The one you should call Was standing here all along   And I will take you in my arms And hold you right where you belong ‘Til the day my life is through This I promise you This I promise you   -“This I Promise You”, by *NSYNC, No Strings Attached   +---+---+   (Last Time)   The elevator slowed as it came to his floor.  Shuichi pushed away from the back wall as he heard the familiar ping.  The doors slid open and he stepped out when Jacob indicated it was alright to proceed.  He started down the hall towards the apartment he shared with Eiri and their son when the door to what used to be Chosokabe Kita-san’s apartment just this morning opened and out stepped a man who had to be at least Hiro’s height.   Jacob came to a sudden halt before him and held out an arm, which forced Shuichi to stop.   “Aah!  Hello!  You must be, Shindou-san,” the man greeted with a wide toothy grin when he spotted Shuichi.   Shuichi forced himself to smile at the man.  “Hello,” he returned with a small voice.  He felt his smile waver.  The man had a pale complexion, but not like Eiri’s.  It was more of a sickly paleness.  Almost as if the man could keel over at any moment.  The narrow eyes the color of mud seemed to bore deeply into Shuichi’s.  An abnormally large nose took up most of his long face.  Shuichi found himself taking several steps backwards away from the guy.   “I’m Rinjin Yasashii,” the man introduced.  He stepped forward.  “I’m your new neighbor.  Nice to meet you.”   Shuichi stared at that hand with those white skeletal digits Yasashii was holding out to him.  A wave of fear washed over him.  He could not explain it, but he did not like this guy.  Not one bit.  There was something about him.  But thinking he was being ridiculous, for he did not even know the man, Shuichi tentatively stepped forward and shook the man’s proffered hand.  Yasashii’s clammy, wraith-like fingers closed around his and Shuichi fought against the impulse to pull his hand back and race into his apartment to sterilize it.  Instead, he remained where he was with a forced smile on his face.  “N-nice to meet you too…Rinjin-san.”   +---+---+   Chapter 1: Is it Paranoia?   Paranoid.   They told me I should not worry about it, that he was probably just another “obsessed fan”.  I was not so sure about that, but they reminded me that in the decade I have been in the music business, I have had countless fans just like him, fans so overtly obsessed.   I hate to admit it, but they are right.  Some have even been downright clinically insane.  I had been chased, mulled and stalked in almost every way, shape and form from everyone from fanatical groupies, conservative traditionalists, angry parents who think I am “corrupting” their young children, to the most obvious people: the damn media.  I have seen my share of scandals.  I even have several restraining orders against said people.  You name it.  I have been through it all.   Therefore, yeah, I could see their point.  I mean, this person has done nothing even the most remotely threatening.  I have not received any phone calls, nor have I received any letters or packages.  He has not been cornering me, begging and threatening me to go out with him.  No, this person was the perfect gentleman, a very good friend and neighbor.   Did I say “neighbor”?  Oh, yeah.  The person whom everyone was telling me I had nothing to worry about lives right down the hall from the apartment I share with my long time boyfriend Uesugi Eiri.   Rinjin Yasashii was aptly named.  He was the gentle neighbor.  He never made any noise, never had his television or radio on too high.  He never had any parties that got too loud and out of control.  If any of his neighbors got too loud and rowdy, or bothered him in any way, he would very kindly ask them to please keep it down.  He was the ideal person to have as a neighbor but that was the problem.  He was too perfect.   Why then, do you ask am I being paranoid of a man that was seemingly the ideal person to live next door?  I have absolutely no idea to tell you the truth, but from the moment I stared into his midnight blue eyes and shook that warm, silkily soft hand when he moved in our building a month ago, the guy has just plain given me with creeps.   Stupid, right?  Probably, but I cannot help it!  This Rinjin guy always just happens to be wherever I am.   “What a coincidence,” he would laugh huskily.   Uh huh.  Yeah, right.  If you believe that, I have a bridge to sell you.   Rinjin-san just happened to score tickets to every concert and appearance Bad Luck did.  He just happened to have backstage passes to all of our concerts.  He just happened to leave and return from work at exactly the same time I did every single day.  Even when I overslept or had to go into the studio early or when I got home late?   “Come on, Shu,” Nakano Hiroshi, my best friend told me when I spoke to him about my creepy neighbor, “don't be so paranoid.  I think you're reading too much into this.”   “But Hiro…”   “Maybe the guy has the hots for you or something and is just afraid of saying anything.”  He shrugged.  “Anyway, the guy hasn't done anything, right?”   “Well, yeah, but…”   “Coincidence, Shu-chan,” Eiri told me when I spoke to me.   Coincidence?  Bull fucking shit.   Rinjin Yasashii-san made my skin crawl.  He gave me the heebie-jeebies.  Every time I came within three meters of the guy, I have a panic attack.  My mouth dries.  I cannot breathe and I start sweating buckets.  For the life of me, I cannot explain why I always become like this around this guy!  He really is nice, kind, and gentle.  He is a good friend, but…If I were a woman they would call it woman's intuition, right?  Well, my intuition is telling me he is up to no good and it is only a matter of time before the shit hits the fan, but until then, I am trying to heed the advice from Hiro and Eiri.  I am trying to make myself believe that this “gentle neighbor” meant me no harm and that I was only being paranoid but I was soon to find out just how right I was…   ---TBC---   Preview:  Promises in the Dark   A/N:  I know.  I know.  Short, right?  Trust me.  It’ll be worth it.  Besides that, going back over this so I can add Riku isn’t an easy task let me tell you because I’m essentially rewriting the story.  So, please excuse if there are a few times when it’s obvious that Riku is an add in.  Other than that, what do you think so far? Oh!  And for those who haven’t read the prequels, please do so.  This story as well as “Because of You” (the sequel) will make more sense.  It’s all interwoven and connected.  First, it’s “Parental Revenge”, “Give in To Me”, “My Heart Beats Like a Drum”, “This I Promise You” and then “Because of You”.