Songfic: Before He Cheats, by Carrie Underwood
Warning for profanity, insults, and bad language.
"Are you sure about this, Shuichi?" Ryuichi asked the boy sitting next to him, "If you do this, you might get caught."
"I've had enough of their affair," Shuichi said as he kept his gaze out the window, "I'm ending it tonight, and I'm gonna make sure he, and everyone else, knows what a scumbag he is." There was venom in his voice, which was very rare for his person. He was serious, very serious.
Ryuichi nodded and continued driving down the road. A few weeks ago, Shuichi suspected of Eiri having an affair. Only a few days ago, did he find it for sure. Ryuichi knew immediately what happened when the pink haired singer was on his front door step in the rain. It broke his heart. It had turn Shuichi cold.
"Are you sure he's gonna be there?" he asked, hoping to get his fan to change his mind before continuing, even though Ryuichi was half glad that Shuichi was doing it.
"Yes, someone told me earlier that's where they spotted them," he said. He finally looked back at his singing idol and let a small smile show, "Thank you for everything."
Ryuichi smiled and nodded. The two of them drove to a parking garage where Yuki's Mercedes was parked. After searching nearly every floor, Shuichi finally spotted it.
"Right there."
"You sure?"
"Very. I put a smiley face sticker on his license plate."
"Okay."
A few block down, Eiri had his hands on the hips of none other than Tohma Seguchi. The NG president was sipping on a fruit cocktail while rubbing his backside against Eiri's front. Eiri bent down and nuzzled his neck, getting a coo out of the other blond.
Right now he's probably slow dancing
With that bleach blonde tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
Right now he's probably buying her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now he's probably up behind her with a pool stick showing
Her how to shoot a combo
And he don't know...
Shuichi exited Ryuichi's car, and took with him a wooden baseball bat. He walked up to the car and took out his own set of keys to the vehicle, and shut off the alarm. He stared at the wooden bat, contemplating whether or not to go through with it. He chewed his lip in thought, before the picture of Eiri and Tohma kissing and rubbing against each other was flashed into his mind.
For a moment, Ryuichi thought that maybe Shuichi had given up, because the pink haired one was setting down his bat. Then Shuichi took the driver key and shoved it into the paint job on the driver door, scraping it across the door.
I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive
Shuichi continued to key Eiri's car, carving profanity and insults to the novelist and record president. The alarm went off, but Shuichi silenced it with a button on his keychain. He then opened the door to the driver's side, and carved in the leather of each seat in kanji "I cheated on Shuichi" and "I'm an asshole".
Carved my name into his leather seats
Finally, he picked up the bat again, raised it above his head and wailed it hard on the hood, making Ryuichi jump and the alarm go off before it was silenced. More he pounded, breaking his windshield, his headlights and mirrors, then just banging dents in all possible places.
He threw the bat down and was panting from so much anger and heartbreak. He then went back to Ryuichi's car, looking through the driver window. "Hand me that pocket knife."
Ryuichi did just that, and Shuichi walked back to the beaten car. He flipped out the blade and then dug it into the rubber of the front tire.
Pssssssssh.
The tire flattened and Shuichi pulled with all his might until the cut now was a slash across the top. Then he moved to the next, doing the same, then to the next until all were slashed and flat.
Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Back at the club, and unaware of what was happening to his poor car, Eiri started to notice that Tohma was becoming more touchy with him. The two were now in a deep kiss, hands roaming over each other. Eiri could taste the fruity alcohol on his forbidden lover's tongue as it roamed his mouth. And by the hips grinding into him, he knew just how intimate Tohma was thinking of getting.
The said blond president leaned against Eiri and whispered to him in his ear, "I think I'm a little drunk. You wouldn't happen to be the kind of person who takes advantage of people when they're tipsy, are you?"
Eiri smirked, "That depends if they keep initiating it."
Tohma giggled and made Eiri bend down to another wet kiss.
Right now she's probably up singing some white trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now she's probably saying I 'm drunk and
he's thinking that he's gonna get lucky
Right now he's probably dabbing on three dollars worth of that bathroom polo
And he don't know
Ryuichi watched as the boy vented out his anger on the car. He couldn't help but feel proud that Shuichi was doing this and not hurting himself by locking away and crying. He watched as Shuichi huffed and wiped his forehead clean of sweat, clearly worn out from the activities.
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Shuichi turned back to Ryuichi and was about to get in, but then he saw someone in the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw that it was a woman. His first thought was that they were caught, until he saw that it was Mika Seguchi, Tohma's wife, and she was smiling darkly and had a can of spray paint in her hand.
"Looks like someone beat me to it," she said as she approached them. She whistled through her teeth at the sight of her brother's car. "Nice job, too."
Shuichi smiled at her. "Thanks. There's still room, if you want it."
"Don't mind if I do," she said as he began to shake the can.
Shuichi climbed into the passenger side of Ryuichi's own car and they drove off, leaving Mika to do whatever she pleased.
"So Mika knew?"
"Yep, she was the one who told me where'd they be today," Shuichi said as he stretched his arms, "Let's rent a few movies and have a movie night."
Ryuichi smiled, "Yeah, and eat popcorn and stay up late."
"And icecream."
"And candy."
"And play Twister!"
"Naked Twister!"
"Yeah!"
I mighta saved a little trouble for the next girl
'Cause the next time that he cheats
You know it won't be on me
Eiri and Tohma began walking back to the parking garage where his car was. Both were laughing and Tohma was leaning up against Eiri for support for his drunk self. The two made out in the elevator until it got to his floor.
"Let's hurry and get to you car," Tohma said seductively in Eiri's ear.
The novelist smirked and the two hurried to his car. On the way there, Eiri fumbled with his keys in his pockets, trying to get them right. When he got there, his jaw and his keys dropped.
"Eiri, is everything okay?" Tohma asked before he turned to look at the car. "Oh my…"
They finally saw it. Huge dents, key marks, insults, broken glass, and in huge painted letters were the words "Whore" "Cheater" and "Brother-fucker". His once beautiful baby black Mercedes was now a heap of broken down parts.
"I think we've been found out," Tohma said.
Eiri looked down at him and cocked an eyebrow. "Ya think?"
'Cause I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats!
(A/N): Just a little idea I had. Hope you enjoy. I do not hate Eiri, but I am a supporter of Ryuichi and Shuichi.