Ardeo >> A Gavitation Fic
Burnt and stripped of love... and love so intense it burns.
Where is that idiot? He usually comes back the morning after. He walked into the building towards the elevator, checking his watch. 4:30PM and not a single call.
Eiri Yuki, at a more personal level 'Eiri Uesugi', leaned back in the elevator as it ascended. He casually walked out when the door opened and headed to the familiar door. While unlocking it, he unconsciously checked his mobile phone. Idiot.
He walked into the apartment and tossed the key onto the table, shutting the door after him and locking the fingerprint locks on it.
A breath of air stiffened him when he tried to remove his coat. He waited a few seconds before continuing to remove the coat and hanging it on the stand. He removed his shoes and continued to the kitchen, lifting a glass from the counter on his way.
Once more, distant breath of air forced him to pause.
He turned and looked around. What the hell is that? “Shuuichi?” His heart started beating faster.
Putting the glass back down on the counter, he made his way into the sitting area once more. “Brat, is this you?”
The corner of his eye caught something quickly disappearing behind the end of the couch into the hidden corner it makes with the wall. What the fuck.
“I'm too tired for games so just come out.”
He stood in his place and waited, his eyes glued to that hidden corner. His brows frowned some seconds later and his feet carried him over.
When he was close enough to look over, he saw the tiny huddled up form with pink hair to confirm the identity before his heart skipped. “Shuuichi?”
He quickly sat down next to him on the floor, trying to lift his head.
Shuuichi shook his head and resisted, his left hand reaching over and holding Yuki's hand away. How is it physically possible for you to be this tiny? “What happened?”
Shuuichi shook his head again.
“Ok, what didn't happen?”
Shuuichi shrugged, his head still buried between his knees.
“Shuuichi.”
“Nothing, Yuki,” Shuuichi said, lifting his head, finally.
They weren't the usual tears. It wasn't the normal brattiness. It wasn't at all childish. Yuki saw that face, eyes, cheeks and hair, only on adults who had no more tears left. Shuuichi's face lowered once more. He's not an adult. Yuki lowered himself to completely sit next to Shuuichi and just put a hand on the back of his head and neck.
Minutes later, Yuki was wondering if Shuuichi had fallen asleep in that position. He looked closely and true enough, Shuuishi's lids were delicately covering his eyes. He brushed the hair off his face and exhaled.
Sorry, my back is dying. He grunted as he straightened up, lifting the sleeping Shuuichi with him and carrying him to the bedroom. Did he lose weight or is it just me? Shuuichi's hand came up and his fingers clung to the material of Yuki's shirt. He only grunted slightly when his lowered Shuuichi onto his side of the bed and pulled the covers over from the other side.
Yuki stayed a few seconds watching in deep thought as Shuuichi slept. What was that all about?
The next hour found him lounging in the sitting room with a beer, already establishing that it wasn't a wise decision on a hungry stomach. He didn't know how long he spent just sitting there and vegging, before he noticed a crumpled paper on the ground next to the table that he didn't notice before. He picked it up.
Tell me with affection in your voice.
That you never really had a choice.
Place on me the burden of the best,
Offer me the future and take it back...
Show me what you never meant to show,
Tell me what I'm not supposed to know,
Contradict me when you're in the wrong,
Don't commit to anything at all...
He looked away from it and took another sip of his beer.
My life is null... and void,
Dismantled and destroyed...
My life is null... and void...
My life is null and void...
Beer forgotten, in his hand sitting on his knee, he licked his drying, slightly parted lips, as his eyes kept reading.
Fill me with compassion and concern,
Thrill me with an unexpected turn,
Tell me with the secrets that you hold,
Don't divulge until you're in control.
He slowly lifted the can to his lips and tipped it over, sipping some, before returning it to its position on his knee.
Show me what you never meant to show,
Tell me what I'm not supposed to know,
Contradict me when you're in the wrong,
Don't commit to anything at all.
My life is null... and void,
Dismantled and destroyed...
My life is null... and void...
My life is null and void...
My life is null... and void,
Dismantled and destroyed...
My life is null... and void...
My life is null and void... Eiri...
00 by Shuuichi Shindou
He sat there and kept looking at the paper, no longer reading it, and the next thing he knew, Shuuichi was standing in the doorway, looking as tired as when he found him earlier. Eiri...
“Slept well?” he forced himself to ask, though he already knew the answer, putting the paper on the table.
Shuuichi's eyes met his.
No glow.
“I'm fine.”
The raspy voice was heartbreak to Yuki's ears.
“I must have fallen asleep.”
Shuuichi ran his fingers through his hair.
“What time is it?” he asked, barely able to keep his eyes open.
“8.”
Shuuichi nodded.
They stayed like that for a while: Shuuichi standing there being very tired and Yuki sitting on the couch, holding his beer and waiting for Shuuichi to say something.
“Did your meeting with the editor go well?”
“Stop avoiding the subject, Shuuichi,” he said, harsher than he meant to.
Shuuichi looked up at him again. “What subject.”
Yuki stood, setting the beer can on the table, and approached him until they were almost touching. His hand came up and lifted Shuuichi's face from his chin. Shuuichi blinked, slowly and very tiredly. His other hand held Shuuichi's. So cold. “You're cold.”
“A little bit.”
Yuki's hand left Shuuichi's chin and went to his forehead. “Why are you so cold? Did you kick off the covers?”
Shuuichi shook his head.
Yuki pursed his lips.
“I'm sorry.”
“Why?”
“Because you look pissed.”
“I'm not pissed, brat.”
Shuuichi's eyes fell, another light somewhere int hem going out.
Yuki turned and walked back to the couch, pulling Shuuichi with him from his hand. Shuuichi followed silently. He grabbed the throw from the armrest and wrapped it around Shuuichi before making him sit then sitting next to him. His arm went around Shuuichi's shoulders and pulled his head to rest on his chest. He just petted his hair. Shuuichi's eyes closed half-way.
“My parents... they don't love me.”
“You were at home?”
“Mm.”
Yuki pulled a strand behind Shuuichi's ear.
“They love everything but me. They just put up with me...”
“What happened with them?” Yuki asked, his voice deep, low and even.
“I never want to go back home.”
Shuuichi sniffled and got more comfortable. Yuki allowed him before continuing. “So what happened?”
“They... they're giving away and throwing out my things.”
Yuki paused in shock before forcing himself to keep petting Shuuichi's hair. “Did you ask them why?”
Shuuichi shrugged.
“Why didn't you come back here?”
“I didn't want to piss you off and have you throw me out completely too.”
“Idiot.”
Shuuichi frowned. “Don't throw me out before I tell Hiro and find somwhere else to stay.” His eyes closed.
I gave you no reason to trust me in that area, I'm sorry. He kept petting Shuuichi's hair absently while staring at the ceiling. I wouldn't do it, you know.
“Shuuichi are you going back to sleep?”
“Mm-Mm.”
“Good, because if you are you better go to bed because I'm not carrying you again.”
“Mm-Hm.”
“Shuuichi, are you listening?”
“Mm.”
“Hoi, baka!”
“Yuki, I'm awake,” Shuuichi whispered against him.
“Eiri.”
Shuuichi lifted his head and looked at him. “Eiri,” he said, as if testing the name.
“Eiri.”
Shuuichi's eyes welled so he pushed his head back down to his chest, not wanting to deal with Shuuichi's tears... knowing that he couldn't. “I read your lyrics, Yuki's voice said as his chest rumbled against Shuuichi's temple.
Shuuichi put a hand on Eiri's midsection, getting more comfortable. “Mm? How much did they suck?”
“A little bit.”
Shuuichi giggled against him.
The corners of Eiri's lips lifted. “Why the interesting title?”
“Two zeros for null and to strike through is to void. Null and Void.”
“Hmm... Smart, Shuu. I'm rubbing off on you.”
Shuuichi snorted.
Eiri smiled. “I love you, Shuuichi, forever and regardless. You'll never have to be null nor void when you're with me.”
Barely audible soft snores came from under his chin.
“Hey!” He paused but the snores kept on. “Hoi!” he tried again... no use. “Damn it, Shuu!” He exhaled and rested his head on the back support, staring at the ceiling. I'm going to be so sore tomorrow.
(Lyrics borrowed from “Null and Void” - As sung by t.A.T.u)
Happy birthday, Adam. Hope you like it. =^-^=
Ardeo: Ardor. Incomparable devotion. I burn. I am in love.