Sugar Cane

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation.


Sugar Cane
By 11


Chapter 17

Being outside was just making things worse. Hiro sighed for what he was sure was the umpteenth time since he left his house and finally settled into a sitting position with a coffee. Yuuji had talked him into it anyway, something about needing to get out some during the summer. But it had been perfectly fine to mope around his room for the first couple weeks.

Shuichi was also supposed to be back today, but Hiro had no idea what time his and Yuki’s plane was supposed to come in. He could have called again but he sensed that Yuki would have been angry again. He didn’t say anything much on the phone but somehow the auburn-haired boy could just see the blonde’s face twisted in a scowl on the other end and remain that way for the whole of the phone call, probably a little after too.

“Hiroshi!”

Okay, he definitely knew that voice. Quick dodge! Oh, too late…

“Hiro, missed you!” said the Shuichi now tightly clamped around Hiro’s middle. Hiro had one arm braced on the table, the other at his chair, seeing as his friend had almost knocking him out of the chair when he arrived.

“Missed you too, Shuichi, did you have fun on your vacation with Yuki?” Hiro asked, slowly easing his friend out of their awkward hug. The boy jumped back, with a grin.

“Oh yes…” Shuichi said still grinning. It was a different grin from a couple weeks ago though, and it made Hiro wonder what had actually happened over the past week at Yuki’s beach home.

“Hiro, I feel like you should be the first to know,” Shuichi said sitting down opposite his guitarist, “So ask me what it is?”

“Okay,” Hiro said deciding to humor him, “what is it?”

“You know before the test we took before leaving school this year? When we were studying I told him I loved him. I know I do now.” Shuichi said grinning. Hiro gaped openly. Shuichi and Yuki being friends had been freaky but he could handle that, and study partner thing had sort of made sense, but Shuichi loved Yuki?! What was he suicidal? “And then when we got out he asked me to the beach house, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before, but I sorta promised I wouldn’t to Yuki.”

Oh no… “What exactly happened this summer…” Hiro asked, not sure he wanted to hear the answer. In his own mind he’d have immediately deduced that Yuki would have all but killed Shuichi for saying that, the fact he didn’t was mind-boggling. But Shuichi didn’t look unhappy, so the only possible answer to that was that Yuki had actually…

“And guess what else!” Shuichi continued excitedly, ignoring Hiro’s question, “He said he loved me too, this summer!”

Hiro blanched. It had been the only reasonable answer based on Shuichi’s positive attitude, but Yuki… it definitely was surprising to him.

“Oh… you’re not unhappy are you? Hiro?” Shuichi asked suddenly noticing Hiro’s blank stare.

“Oh sorry Shuichi,” Hiro laughed waving his friend’s worry, “It’s just surprising. But he likes you too? That’s really great. I’m glad you’re so happy.”

Shuichi smiled again, “Also I think we have a gig tomorrow, Saturday at that same club again, right?” Shuichi asked. A remarkable talent for remembering band arrangements over break, Hiro had to commend him on that. He himself had almost forgotten about their prearranged gigs this summer at local places around town, especially since they-Bad Luck-were getting representation by a company the next month.

“Yeah, that’s right.” Hiro affirmed. How could he have forgotten, he even had it marked on his calendar didn’t he?

“Okay, well I’ll see you then,” Shuichi said jovially as he got up and started off again. He paused at the street corner to wave back before disappearing off into town.

Shuichi loves Yuki…

Yuki loves Shuichi…

Information overload…

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Kimi ni aitai yukitai Ikareteru BRAKE wa tomaranai
mou dare ga tometemo
jyoushiki no FENSU ni buchi ataru tabi ni
tsuyokunaru kara
kabe o nori koete kasoku suru I CAN'T STOP LOVIN' YOU

I want to go falling in love with you; even a furious brake won't stop this,
no matter who (tries to) stop me now.
Since it gets stronger every time I hit and am hit by the borders of common sense,
I'll climb over the wall and speed up; I can't stop lovin' you.


Lights flashing around the dark of the club, lighting briefly into the audience of people both seated at tables and the bar, and younger bodies meshing against one another on the dance floor.


kokoro kara suki da to ii kireru dare ka ni
nandemo deaeru darou?
Isshun no jinsei kimochi o nuritsubusu
hima wa nai hazuda ze

To declare "I love you" to someone from the heart --
how often can that happen by chance?
A moment of a person's life can't be enough time
to paint over those feelings.


The atmosphere was slightly stuffy compared to the last time Bad Luck had performed here, but Shuichi hadn’t seemed to notice, or if he did it didn’t affect him. Hiro had only noted it but it still seemed odd, perhaps because there were more people too.


hijyousen o tsuki yabutte SAIREN ga nattatte
modoranai furikaeranai

I break through the cordon, and the siren sounds;
I won't go back, I won't look back at all...

kimi no soba ni yukitai itoshisa no ACCEL fumi nagara
AH ude o nobashite
tachiirikinshi no mirai demo kitto suberikomun da
kimi no me o mitsume tsugerunda I CAN'T STOP LOVIN' YOU

I want to go be near you; while I'm stepping on the accelerator of treasuring
you,
ah, stretch out your arms.
Even if the future says "No trespassing," I'll surely sneak into it.
Gazing into your eyes, I'll tell you: I can't stop lovin' you.


Shuichi’s eyes lit up when he eyes crossed a familiar figure in the audience. Eiri Yuki, hadn’t been coming down for the last two performances but he came this time. Must have finally finished up his novel.


daremo mina jibun no iru bashou o sagashite
hashiri tsuzukeru kedo

Everyone, no matter who, searches for their own place to be and
keeps on running, but

Ore wa itsumo kimi to itai hokano doko ittatte
taiyou noboranaisa

as for me, I always want to be with you; there's no other place
where the sun will rise for me.


Idly Hiro wondered if the blonde realized that from this moment onward the enthusiasm and new energy that entered Shuichi was entirely because of him. That this song was now being sung just for him? It was always the same.


kimi o dakishimetai yo kono mune no KLAXON tomaranai
AH kimi o motomete
setsuna sa no SUPEEDO wa genkai sunzen hi o fukisousa
kabe o buchi yaburu jounetsu de I CAN'T STOP LOVIN' YOU

I want to hold you; the claxon of my heart won't be stopped,
ah, I'm searching for you.
The speed of suffering is past the limit; like a burst of flame
I hit the wall and smash through in passion; I can't stop loving you.


Shuichi Shindou, who did everything with all his heart and energy. Giving his all no matter what it was he was doing; something that deserved to be admired.


Kimi ni aitai yukitai Ikareteru BRAKE wa tomaranai
mou dare ga tometemo
jyoushiki no FENSU ni buchi ataru tabi ni
tsuyokunaru kara
kabe o nori koete kasoku suru I CAN'T STOP LOVIN' YOU


With the end, and the cheers, Shuichi turned to Hiro, “I’m going to take off, okay,” he told him setting the microphone back on it’s stand and heading off the stage. “See you!”

“Okay, I’ll just take all the stuff back by myself,” Hiro griped at his retreating friend’s back, a half hearted complaint before gathering up the equipment and heading back off stage. Glancing back out through the curtain in time to see Shuichi all but jump into his boyfriend’s arms.

Yuki actually looked pretty happy to see Shuichi too. Surprising, almost. Hiro smiled a little to himself as he packed their gear away until the next time. He’d take care of it, Shuichi’d probably want to go somewhere with Yuki right now. It was good though, that Shuichi was this happy now.

Hiro wasn’t the only one to note the couple’s happiness as he headed off. Two figures from the above landing looked down on the young couple, eyes somewhat saddened but nonetheless resigned.

“Now Bad Luck will have their own production company. That’s good, the same as ours, we’ll probably be seeing them again in the near future,” noted the brunette.

“But they’re happy aren’t they?” the platinum blonde questioned his companion.

“Shuichi and Yuki you mean? Yeah… looks like it.” Ryuichi said slowly, his arms folded over the banister. “Shuichi is happy, and Yuki’s happy. Heh,” he snorted, “not much for us to interfere with, is there?”

“No there isn’t,” Tohma agreed.

“Kumaguro says so too,” Ryuichi grinned, hugging back at the pink stuffed toy he had brought, perched on his back just a moment before hugging. “We should go get some drinks, Tohma!” he suggested heading for the stairs.

“But, I really wanted Shuichi to one day outshine me,” almost a whisper.

Glancing back down through the rod iron slats at the pink-haired boy, he smiled. “He’s well on the way to do so.”

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Shuichi was so happy wasn’t he? Not here, nope, no happy ending here.

Why did he wander out here? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t quite feel like going home yet. Sleep might be good for him, but he wasn’t feeling especially tired. It got really dark after the sun set, and the park now had a cold wind winding through it. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t particularly good. It wasn’t the dark or the chilled wind, it was something that went deeper.

Every sense seemed aware and at the same time as if he was animated to be unable to move currently. The stone bench under him was cool even through the fabric of his jeans, for some reason stone seemed to easily absorb both heat when it was sunny and extreme cold whenever the sun left the sky.

Maybe it was better this way, some kind of reason why he wasn’t supposed to be happy right now. In some small way he supposed he really was happy, his best friend Shuichi was happy, and that in some regards did make him happy. That his best friend had made it out okay, even when, when he left everyone had figured the violet-eyed boy’s outlook was the worst it could have been.

The pounding of feet on concrete drew his attention so he listened, not lifting his head though. The feet stopped in front of the bench, a soft breath drawing quick breaths from the run. Hiro raised his head and look up at the person.

For a moment he almost didn’t recognize the person. A youth, a little older than him, wearing jeans and a white sleeveless shirt, even in this cold, with long blonde hair flowing freely tangling in itself as the wind came by. But the eyes, Hiro would never mistake that shade of blue. It was the same eyes that haunted him every night, and was causing such a hollow feeling to form within him day after day.

“K…” Hiro more stated rather than questioned as he had intended. What was he doing out here? He wasn’t dressed properly for night, let alone the chill that was starting to appear with the coming of autumn.

K didn’t speak at first, just breathing, why had he been running? Was he just in the park because of a jog? But then why’d he stop?

“…I’m sorry...” He said between gasps. Hiro just sat not acknowledging the words, what did they mean to him after all?

K could say them over and over again and again and they still wouldn’t answer, “Why?” Hiro asked, his voice a monotone, regarding K with a calm indifference despite the further turmoil it was causing inside. He didn’t feel calm, he wanted to shout, to yell, to punch him for what this guy had done to him. But he wouldn’t… because what he had told K was true. He did love him… even now.

“Do you know why … I love knives so much?” K asked, his breath finally starting to calm a little from his run. Hiro wanted to scream at those words, how could K ask that? It was so irrelevant to what was happening now!

“No.” the auburn-haired youth answered instead. Staying still, facing K from the bench.

“It’s because of power,” K answered, his breath returned to normal by now. “When I was younger I saw whoever had the most guns, knives and weapons was always the winner. They got to decide and have everything they wanted. It was true in history and even in the present as far as I could tell. But I’ve figured something out since then.”

“What’s that?” Hiro asked, not all that curious now, even so much as to let his head drop back down. Maybe if K knew he wasn’t listening he’d go away, then maybe he could forget he had even seen him tonight.

“No matter how many weapons I have, and no matter how much power I can get, it isn’t enough to give me what I want,” K answered. “It won’t help me to make the one I want to stay.”

What was he getting at now. Hiro looked up at him again. K looked so sad right now, his eyes fixed on Hiro. “I’m sorry Hiro. I’m sorry I can’t make you stay… but if it means anything… I don’t want you to go away…”

Silence was all that passed, Hiro didn’t answer. “Please stay with me?” K asked, his voice soft enough to vanish with the wind. Hiro heard him the words so clear, he didn’t even have to think, he already knew the answer he would give. But still somehow it hurt, that he didn’t say the words that he so desperately wanted to hear.

Hiro felt the sting of tears at his eyes, but he wouldn’t let them fall. His voice when he did speak was thick with the effort of holding back the water of his eyes; “You jerk.”

K stood still, and Hiro stood stepping forward the few steps until he could put his arms around the older boy’s shoulders, the blonde’s hands encircling his waist. Perhaps in time, Hiro would hear him say what he wanted him to say… in time.

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The key clicked the door open and the couple stumbled, one backward, one forward, into the blonde’s apartment.

“You were great tonight,” Yuki murmured against his partner’s lips shutting the door with his foot behind them, leaning back to lock it before guiding Shuichi to the nearest wall side.

“Thanks. I’m glad you came to see us perform,” Shuichi answered with a smile to his boyfriend. Yuki smiled against Shuichi’s neck, as he let his lips glide over the warm soft skin.

Shuichi gasped when Yuki’s tongue started to gently stroke along the skin of his neck, the touch much like warm velvet. Shuichi turned his head to allow his partner better access, and tangled one hand in his hair, pressing gently so Yuki would apply more pressure. Teeth grazed along the vein in the neck, and Shuichi moaned at the harsher touch, just hard enough to bring blood to the surface.

The blonde pulled away from his neck, and opted for covering Shuichi’s lips with his. His tongue was granted instant access, and received a warm greeting by the violet-eyed boy’s tongue, tangling with his own and drawing him in deeper. Shuichi’s intoxicating taste making it difficult to exercise restraint.

Yuki’s hands on the pink-haired boy’s hips moved up, dragging the loose shirt that Shuichi had worn for the performance upward, warm fingers contacting the heated skin of the younger boy’s abdomen. Yuki broke their kiss briefly as he pulled the shirt upward, Shuichi lifting his arms to help his partner remove the offending garment.

The shirt was tossed to the side, and his lips brushed against Shuichi’s forehead, he had meant to do it earlier, to purge wherever that roach, Ryuichi, touched him. Violet eyes gazed back at gold, half lidded and glazed over with lust, his hands dropping to Yuki’s sides, pulling his partner’s shirt tails out of his pants and yanking impatiently upward to get rid of the clothing.

Yuki helped his partner grabbing the ends with Shuichi and bringing them up over his head. Apparently though the other boy was getting impatient, because he hadn’t waited for Yuki to get rid of the clothing completely before latching his mouth onto his chest. His warm mouth encasing one nipple, causing it to go instantly erect. Yuki’s hand slipping into the youth’s hair, hissing a little as a tongue swirled around the nub teasing it upward before trailing down leaving a trail of heat in the wake of the burning wet muscle.

Yuki’s breathing was already uneven, and the warmth that emanated from Shuichi’s hands, that were brushing against his sides, and his tongue slowly tracing it’s fiery trail down his chest and belly, were starting to drive him slowly insane. “Shuichi…” he hissed in irritation, his hand in the boy’s hair tightening slightly.

He felt the boy’s hands leave his sides, and growled slightly, he didn’t hear his pants zip open, but he felt it when his pants were removed along with his boxers, the cool air hitting his erection like bricks. It wasn’t long that he felt the relative cool of the room before his length was encased in the blissful heat that was Shuichi’s mouth.

He pressed the boy’s head closer, urging him to move, Shuichi’s hands prevented him from thrusting however, and he still didn’t have complete control of the boy’s head. But that was okay, because making Yuki wait didn’t seem to have even entered Shuichi’s mind.

The boy’s tongue rubbing continuously at a fast pace against the underside of his shaft, sucking on the way up and then rubbing and swirling on the way down. Shuichi had gotten better at this, which Yuki hadn’t even thought was possible when he first experienced the boy’s tongue over his flesh, but maybe it was his mind playing tricks. Not that it mattered as long as his blood pressure kept mounting, and that feeling kept coiling in his gut, like a spring ready to fly loose any moment.

But then he wasn’t sure if he wanted it this way. The blonde must have still had some semblance of self control to do what he did next, pulling Shuichi away from his weeping manhood enough to pull the youth to a stand and push back against the wall, kissing the boy, tasting himself on the other’s tongue.

Yuki could feel Shuichi’s own hardness pressing lightly against his thigh, and letting one hand trail down the pink-haired boy’s abdomen he slipped a hand inside gripping the heated flesh, hard enough to rival his own, Shuichi moaned against him when his fingers closed around him.

Yuki paused breaking free, motioning as if to pull away and take them elsewhere, “No. Here’s good.” Shuichi said grabbing his shoulders, speaking between gasps. Yuki however much he wanted to listen and just slam the boy up against the wall and do him right there in the entry way; Shuichi would probably be more comfortable and bruise less easily if they moved to the bedroom. Even the couch would be better… and the couch was nearer, and along the way he could kick the rest of his pants off.

Shuichi yelped when he felt the wall disappear from his back, but the wait was less than he expected when his back met with soft cushions, ah the couch, that was okay then. More than okay since now Yuki’s body was rubbing against his, and the friction was easily causing all coherent thought to leave him. It took a moment to realize that Yuki asked him something, “What?” Shuichi asked, needing a repeat; since he could somewhat form actual words now rather than meaningless sounds.

“I asked if I may be inside you again,” Yuki repeated, his lips ghosting against Shuichi’s ear his warm breath puffing lightly against his neck.

“Yes, please,” Shuichi agreed instantly. Rolling his hips so that they ground upward against Yuki’s unclothed erection wringing a groan from the blonde above him. Golden eyes gave a soft kind of glower as his hands went to Shuichi’s hips yanking at the tight slide on pants that constricted Shuichi’s member, and prevented Yuki from touching the soft skin whose warmth was already radiating through the thin fabric.

Finally the blonde had rid the violet-eyed boy of his last garment. Yuki paused a moment to study his now nude partner, stroking his hands along the other boy’s soft thighs, eliciting a moan from the youth below him.

“Yuki…” Shuichi breathed in a soft whine. Yuki withdrew briefly to grab something out of the drawer of the desk on the side of the couch before his presence returned, his mouth tracing over the path he had previously mapped out with his hands. A mewling sound slipped out of Shuichi’s mouth when Yuki’s tongue drifted toward the center of the boy’s heat, running up the underside of his shaft.

Yuki’s mouth slowly taking him in was probably one of the most wonderful feelings Shuichi had experienced next to a cheering crowd and singing. The blonde’s tongue working in the knotted veins up and down his member, rubbing and stroking all at once in an oven of heat that spread from the blonde’s mouth till Shuichi’s whole body felt afire.

The violet-eyed boy almost didn’t feel when a single cool finger circled his entrance before slipping in, but he was already too far riding the wave of pleasure that Yuki’s mouth provided to pay too much attention. The second finger entering him earned a grunt, but once Yuki brushed against his prostrate he was sent all the way to sky. Whatever pain Yuki might have caused his body by stretching him wasn’t even felt as Shuichi started to wind down from his height.

When Yuki’s mouth left his length he didn’t first realize until he felt the blonde’s shaft slowly starting to enter him, the slight pain at being stretched ceasing once Yuki’s length rubbed up against that same knot of flesh that his fingers had found before.

Shuichi’s loud moan was a signal as to what he had reached, and the blonde could hardly keep a shiver from running through his body at the sweet sound his partner made. He waited to let the other boy get adjusted to him before pulling out to thrust back in. A sharper higher pitched cry made it’s way out of Shuichi’s throat and his arms went to circle around Yuki’s neck. The boy’s soft breath panting the blonde’s name against his neck as Yuki started to move faster, striking that name nerve every time, Shuichi’s walls gripping him tightly but still slick from the earlier prodding and lathering of the boy’s cave before.

He felt Shuichi’s body clench, and his own not far behind. Simultaneously, the heat built up enough to throw both boys in each other’s arms over the edge of the abyss spiraling over the pinacle of bliss, reaching the ultimate height before beginning the slow descent to the real world. Their soft quick breaths filling the room, Shuichi’s product over their stomachs. Yuki still buried hilt deep into the heated body beneath him.

Yuki pulled out, with a slight hiss, Shuichi’s a small groan at the loss of the filled feeling. Yuki shifted so he could lay beside Shuichi, holding him tightly so they didn’t fall over the side, thye might want to move to the bed before falling asleep, but right now both were too busy basking in the afterglow to bother with moving their location.

“I love you Yuki.”

“I love you too, Shuichi.”

Darkness was hardly challenged to lull both beautiful lovers into sleep.

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The End