Author: Jasmine Flame, AKA Mirai. All flames can be directed to jasmine_flame@hotmail.com

Rating: PG 13+

Pairings: Yuki x Shuichi, Ryuichi x Shuichi

Notes: This chapter was HARD! *cries* You’d all better appreciate it ^.~ Despite how hard it was to write though, I really think I’m happy with this chapter. I feel sorry for Ryuichi though…

Misread Circumstances

Shuichi’s mind kept yelling at him. Telling him to push Ryuichi away and yell at him and then never talk to him again.

His body was rebelling.

This was Sakuma Ryuichi, idol to thousands of fangirls. People would give up everything they owned and more to be in the exact same position he was in at the moment.

His body seemed to feel that this was a good enough reason to proceed with exactly what was happening and blocked out his mind all together.

Since all rational thought was being ignored, Shuichi opened his mouth, allowing Ryuichi the entrance he craved.

But why should he listen to his mind when this felt so good? Ryuichi was so gentle but he was a wonderful kisser, as only was to be expected, since he’d probably had a lot of practice.

The only thing that forced Ryuichi away was the need for oxygen, which he was quite willing to deprive himself of for as long as possible.

Ryuichi slowly pulled away and ran his fingers over Shuichi’s lips.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I’ll leave.”

“Ryuichi…”

Ryuichi stopped as he was turning away, “Can I ask you something Shuichi?”

Shuichi furrowed his brows before nodding slowly.

“Do you know what it’s like to be lonely?”

Shuichi bit his lower lip in thought for a moment, “Sometimes I think I do…but no, I don’t.”

Ryuichi smiled, but it held none of his usual happiness, “Good. I hope you never have to.”

Ryuichi reached down and rescued Kumagarou from the pavement where he’d been accidentally dropped, before disappearing into the crowds of people.

Shuichi frowned. He wanted to follow Ryuichi now. He knew it was wrong to have been kissing him like that…but he’d never seen Sakuma-san so sad before.

Shuichi raised his fingers to his lips. He couldn’t deny that he’d enjoyed that kiss, but Yuki didn’t have to know. It wouldn’t be happening again.

“Yuki! I’m home!”

Shuichi cringed. He wasn’t going to say anything but the words just came out of his mouth as a reflex.

He couldn’t tell Yuki what happened before. It was only a little kiss and he didn’t have to know about it.

Shuichi sighed and made his way to the couch, flopping down into the comfortable seat. He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. Something cold fell against his skin and he jumped involuntarily. Shuichi’s eyes shot open and flashed to the gold bracelet around his wrist.

He’d almost forgotten he was wearing it. The necklace too. Ryuichi had only given them to him because…he liked him? More than a friend though obviously.

Shuichi frowned. Why couldn’t anything every just be normal and easy?

“What are you doing home?”

Shuichi looked up and smiled lightly. Yuki just stared at him.

Shuichi waited for some sort of insult about how he was disturbing Yuki at work, or how he’d been in the middle of something, or that he was loud and annoying. But nothing came.

“Yuki?” Shuichi asked tentatively.

“Come here.”

Shuichi jumped and hurried over to where Yuki stood against the wall. He slipped his arms around the author’s waist and rested his head against his chest.

“Please don’t be mad at me Yuki…”

“Why would I be mad? We’re going out tonight.” Yuki said casually, running his fingers through Shuichi’s candy pink hair.

Shuichi pulled back abruptly and stared at up Yuki, “We’re---as in…you and me? Going out? Together?”

Yuki looked over at the clock, “At six.”

Shuichi blinked a couple times before smiling brightly and throwing himself into Yuki’s arms, “You’re really going to take me somewhere! Oh I love you Yuki! So very, very much! This’ll be so much fun!”

Shuichi smiled warmly as Yuki rubbed his back. What Yuki didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt either of them.