VeeRush [ 8 / 12 ]
Title: VeeRush
Pairing: TaNakamaru (plus little JunDa and aKame maybe)
Rating: Pg-13
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Chapter: [ 8 / 12 ]
Summary: Yuichi is a 24year-old virgin willing to get laid before he reaches 26 next month - I mean DESPERATE to get laid. Koki is a pimp who has no sexual preference, bedding both girls and guys. A perfect match made in hell. If only they don’t hate each other’s guts that much.
Note: Just a special 1 month, 4 days fic… oh, you know it!
Disclaimer: None of them is mine. And when I said none, I mean I have one - locked inside my dreams... *wink*
Username: Namaru
Password: *****
August 27, 2009
It’s nearly 1 in the morning...
I’m sorry for writing too late, On-Jou. I should have updated you up yesterday. Or last Monday perhaps? But a lot of things had been happening, I only found enough time to fill you now. But aside from that, I also have three other reasons why I really want to write right now. Reasons why at this time I still can’t sleep.
1st reason, On-Jou. I really feel like telling you this now. I love Koki. I really do. It’s not just mere attraction anymore. No. it’s not because of the “it”. I’m not cheap, you know. Hahaha. Just trying to light things up with some comments. But seriously, I already fell for him. To think, I even gave him myself willingly.
The problem is, I don’t exactly know how he feels for me. We have been doing it, since Sunday night, when we first did it, and then every night. Actually, I’m here right now in his apartment, my butt still hurting. Oh, but he’s fast asleep right now. No risk of being caught.
Back to the problem, On-Jou. Do you think he loves me, too? I’m quite sure he could make love to somebody without really involving love, if you know what I mean. I just hope I’m different. I hope he loves me back. On the other hand, I hope he doesn’t.
You see, somebody called me earlier this afternoon. A girl. No, On-Jou, it’s not your typical “you’re stealing my boyfriend” thing. Probably close to that.
You see, she’s pregnant, with, unsurprisingly, Koki being the father. I didn’t quite get her name. I think it’s either Yuki or Yuri. I'm not really good with names. I’m betting it’s Yuki, though.
Her family told her they will abandon her if she doesn’t get a decent married. I could just imagine her family being uptight and stiff and all that. She was crying, On-Jou. She told me Koki had already rejected her when she first told him. She’s pleading me to help her convince Koki to go back to her and take responsibility.
I’m not sure if she knows about us. She told me she only got my number from an employee. I guess she does, though. She seemed smart. But one thing. I don’t think she knows of my feelings. I think she thought of our relationship as something temporary, it’ll fade and I won’t be affected if I loose him. It just so happened she just need Koki immediately. She’s actually my second reason.
Third reason, On-Jou? The summary of both. I love Koki, but I just can’t seem to leave the girl alone, especially that she’s carrying a child. She is scared the kid will be a bastard. I am, too. I know what it feels like to grow up with your mother working so hard just to raise you up while your father lives and supports another family he loves more than you.
Remembering always hurt. Mom died from working too hard, acquiring an illness that could have been healed if only we have enough money. I remember being dragged by her to my father’s house just to plead him to accept me. She begged him, swallowing her well-kept pride as she admitted her impending death. I was 12 at that time. Not at all ignorant.
That was the first time I saw Tatsuya, too. He was the same age as me, only a month younger. At first, I thought he’d hate me for suddenly barging into their life when Father accepted me to live with them. But I was wrong. Although he rarely shows too much emotion, he is kind, On-Jou. He was even there beside me when I cried at Okaasan’s grave. He didn’t kick me out of the house when Father died, leaving him everything, being the legal son.
Yes. I am actually nothing but a simple employee, penniless if not for my hard work. Because I am not a Ueda. Father didn’t consider me of his own blood even on his deathbed. And it hurts. I know what it felt like. And I don’t want that kid to suffer what I experienced before.
Is this a statement of my decision? Probably.
Besides, what are the chances Koki really loves me, huh? He’s been screwing people without loving them. Maybe that’s how it works for me, too.
I need to stop here now. I don’t want to cry, you know. Especially that I’m not in my own home.
“You made me cry, On-Jou. I hate you.”
There. That childishness made me smile now.
Oops, I think Koki’s awake. I think I hear him calling me from inside his bedroom.
Well, then. Oyasumi…
---- Namaru