Disclaimer: I DO own Gravitation! ...Evil glares from Murakami-sama's lawyers... Hehe, I kid, I kid! Seriously, all rights go to Maki Murakami-sama.
Warning: This is yaoi (boy x boy), there will be lemon chapters later on and there will be OOC moments. A Yuki and Shuichi fic. The T rating is subject to change when lemon chapters are written.
Definitions:
Koi: A short way of calling someone "koibito" or, more-or-less, lover.
Seme: This is the one on top, mostly referred to in Yaoi/Yuri situations. Its polar opposite is Uke, the submissive one on the bottom.
Yuki and Shuichi had just made love, their bodies still reeling in the pleasure from only moments before. Yuki slipped out of his little lover and moved him onto his side. Shuichi just laid there, his eyes closed as he tried to steady his breathing. Yuki stared for a moment before giving a small smile as he stood. "Yuki?" Shuichi called, now fully awake and supported by his arms on the bed. "I have work to do. Deadlines. So get out. Now." he said, never turning to meet Shuichi's adorable purple orbs.
"Wha- but Yuki!" He protested, sitting on the edge of the bed and slowly rising to his feet. Yuki turned to glare at his pink haired lover with his liquid gold eyes, telling Shuichi to back off if he knew what was good for him. Shuichi slumped back onto the bed in defeat. Tears welled in his eyes but he fought them off and tried to reason with the beautiful man before him. "Can I stay if I promise not to make any noise? Please? Yuki?" But he wouldn't hear the pleas.
"Its impossible for you to stay quiet for more than 2 seconds, and you try promising me you wont make any noise? You're a damn brat. Now get out!" Yuki yelled, turning and quickly leaving the sobbing, stricken singer behind.
Yuki sat at his laptop, fingers flying over the keys in another wonderful story. He had been at it since he left Shuichi crying on the bed at 9:00 pm, and it was now approaching 1:00 am. He slowly sat back in his chair, relaxing his sore muscles from sitting in the same position for so long. He stared up at the ceiling and found himself thinking of Shuichi. 'Damnit, the brats made me as soft as the saps in my novels' he thought, deciding to grab a beer before continuing his work. He opened the door from his office and found Shuichi asleep on the couch. He hadn't left.
Yuki stared at his sleeping lover, sprawled out on the sofa, one leg dangling to the floor, the other thrown over the back of the couch, arms resting above his head, pulling up his thin tank top to reveal his lean torso. Yuki's eye twitched at the loud menaces' defiant action of not leaving, but he was just too adorable to throw out now. Yuki inwardly cursed himself for being weak. He tore his eyes away from Shuichi and went to the kitchen to retrieve the beer. The noise of the cans top popping roused Shuichi. "Ughh…" he moaned, sleepily rubbing his eyes and sitting up. He looked toward the kitchen to see Yuki standing there, chugging beer, silhouetted by the glow from the dim kitchen lights.
"Oh, Yuki…" but his words trailed off when he received an all too familiar death glare from the heartthrob novelist. He quickly tried to explain himself. "Yuki, don't be mad! I was going to leave, but I thought maybe I did something to make you angry with me, and then I felt really bad about acting like a child, and I really wanted to apologize, but you were working and I promised not to bother you and I didn't want you getting even more angry so I sat on the couch but when you didn't come out I guess I fell asleep and-"
"Shut the hell up already!" Yuki screamed, reeling from the torrent of words hurled at him moments ago. Shuichi snapped his jaw shut and sat quietly, quivering with the renewed need to cry. Yuki put a hand through his golden hair and rolled his eyes. "Whatever, if you'll just be quiet you can stay. But if I hear so much as a sneeze, I'll kick you out with no return." But he didn't have time to say anything before his pink lover threw his arms around his neck and cuddled close to his chest. "Thank you, Yuki! I wont say anything! You wont even know I'm here!" he yelled excitedly from the author's chest. "I better not."
True to his word, Shuichi kept as silent as a mouse while Yuki worked. He sat on the wooden floor next to Yuki's chair and occupied himself by glancing at the author when he was sure he was too absorbed in his work to notice. He strained his eyes to read the small numbers at the bottom of the computer screen indicating the time. 3:35am, and he was tired. He felt his eyes closing and dropped his head to rest against Yuki's leg. He fell asleep instantly.
Yuki turned toward Shuichi and sighed. It was late, and even he was getting tired, but he was hesitant to wake the subdued ball of energy. He ran his fingers through the strawberry pink locks; the soft and silky strands sliding through his fingers. He pried his eyes away from his lover for the millionth time that day and saved his work before shutting off his laptop. He sat in darkness and fumbled with the desk lamp until it cast its dim, warm glow over the room. He lamented what he was going to do, but he shook Shuichi awake. "Come on brat, let's go to bed" he said in just above a whisper when his koi came around.
Shuichi looked at Yuki, noticing how his pale skin reflected the glow of the lamp, making him shine like a beautiful angel. 'If only I didn't know his personality' Shuichi thought and managed to stand with a yawn. Yuki watched as he opened the door and sleepily stumbled into the living room. Again, he found himself smiling. He quickly rearranged his face to a frown, turned off the lamp and followed his lover in the dark.
Shuichi was already settling in bed when Yuki entered and threw off his clothes. The sleepy Shuichi perked up at his lover in nothing but boxers, a well-chiseled chest bare for him to gawk at. Yuki felt the heat of a blush at Shuichi's prying eyes, but he couldn't understand why. He quickly made it into bed and under the covers and hoped the strange act would be written off as fatigue. Shuichi did just that. He yawned again and cuddled up to his boyfriend, resting his head on his shoulder and snuggling his head into the crook of Yuki's neck. Both fell into a comfortable sleep.
"Yuuukiii! I'm off to work now!" called the once-more hyperactive singer from the end of the hallway. Yuki opened one eye and gave a low, irritated grunt as his response. Shuichi stood in the doorway with a scowl, crept up behind his lover and licked his ear. Yuki's eyes popped open, a deep crimson coloring his face. Shuichi was already laughing and running from the room when a pillow was hurled at him. "Idiot!" he called and got up to run after him. There was no way he was getting away with that again!
Shuichi was just putting on his shoes when he heard loud footsteps behind him. He turned too late and was hoisted over Yuki's shoulder and dragged back to the bedroom, one shoe on and the other not yet tied. "Yuki! I have to go to work! I'm sorry! Come on, put me down!" he shouted, but his giggles only enticed Yuki's play. "Come to think of it, this is the third time in a week you've woken me up like that, so I think its time to teach you who's seme." Yuki reached the bedroom and dropped Shuichi gently on the bed, removed his shoes and climbed on top of him.
Shuichi flushed at their close proximity but lied there despite the time and waited for his punishment. Yuki stared at his adorable face, his passionate eyes and waiting lips before slowly dipping down to claim them with a chaste kiss. Shuichi moaned into the kiss as Yuki's tongue found its way into his mouth, tasting him. The two separated only when the need for air claimed them. Shuichi's head was spinning and he felt a familiar heat between his legs. Yuki noticed his erection and gave a devious smile. He claimed Shuichi's lips again, the two tongue's locked in a battle for dominance as swollen lips greedily begged for more.
Yuki broke the kiss and removed his lovers orange hoodie he was so fond of. With it came one of his skimpy tank tops as Yuki discarded both onto the floor. He ran his skilled hands over his lover's stomach causing his lover to writhe beneath him. He slowly worked his way up to a nipple and fingered it while he nipped the pulse point on Shuichi's neck. Shuichi gripped the covers beneath him in clenched fists, his breathing labored from the pleasure. Yuki then moved down to suckle the nipple, which had otherwise been neglected.
Shuichi cried out in ecstasy and Yuki could feel his lover beneath him, very aroused and ready. Yuki smiled against his lovers skin, sat up and removed himself from the bed. "Eh, I'm not in the mood anymore." He chided, and left a horny Shuichi on the bed while he went to take a shower. The singer then realized exactly what his punishment was, and it was hardly worth the handful of times he'd nibbled his lovers' ear as a wake-up call. In the bathroom, Yuki went into a quiet fit of laughter.
A.N. Wow! That took me a while! I've had major writers block, but I'm all better now! Woot! Writing this has given me a clear mind, and I've already got ideas for the second chapter! This should only be like, 3 chapters, but if everyone likes it, I'll write another piece! Thank you for reading, and please review!