The Old, The Young, The Bastard, and the Brat

Hey all. Thanks so much to those who reviewed and I’m sorry this chapter is late. Here is chapter 5, hope you all enjoy it.

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Chapter Five - So, Let’s Talk

When Tatsuha regained consciousness, his eyes were hazy, he closed them again. Opening them slowly, he found he was back at his apartment. He was sitting on a chair, his hands tied behind him.

“So, you’re awake.”

Tatsuha looked round and saw Ryuichi walking towards him, hugging Kumagorou. He couldn’t believe the older man was doing this, just because he was ‘dating’ Shuichi. He could still taste the chloroform in his mouth. His glare hardened.

“How could you do this?” He asked he man he loved.

“It was the only way. Yuki and I had to separate you so we could talk to you. I guess it was kind of extreme, but like I said, it was the only way.”

Tatsuha sighed, and bit his lip. He knew it was time to talk to the man, but he didn‘t feel very obliging after being knocked out and tied to chair. “Okay talk, I’m listening.” He said, bowing his head.

Ryuichi nodded and sat down on the couch. He put Kumagorou down and reverted to his mature self.

“First of all I want to apologise for what I said the day we broke up, I was drunk. I know that doesn’t condone my behaviour, but what I said, I didn’t mean it. I love you so much and I do want to be with you. I’m just scared, when your 35 I’ll be 50.” Ryuichi shuddered.

Tatsuha narrowed his eyes. Was this subject always going to be a part of their lives? If he gave Ryuichi another chance, a chance he wanted to give the man more than anything. But would Ryuichi always be self-conscious about his age. He smiled slightly and looked up at the older man.

“Ryu-chan, I don’t care how old you are, I fell in love with you…besides you do look younger than me, also you act younger than me.” He teased.

Ryuichi’s eyes became wide and slipped his cute pout on his face. But he started to laugh. He was so relieved. All he wanted was for everything to go back to normal. But there was still one thing he had to know.

“So will you give me another chance?”

Tatsuha nodded. “On one condition, no more talk about the age difference, deal?”

“Deal, what about you and Shuichi?”

Tatsuha sighed. A butterfly feeling began in his stomach. “Well, that was kind of payback. It was my idea. We pretended to be lovers to get back at you and Eiri. Most of it was pretend-” He paused, and winced.

“But?” Ryuichi asked.

“That night in the club when you heard us having sex, that was real. We were both drunk and upset. It just happened…” He trailed off, and looked away from Ryuichi, not wanting to see the look on the older mans face.

Ryuichi swallowed hard, and closed his eyes. It was hard, hearing that Tatsuha had had sex with Shuichi, but it was his fault to begin with. If he hadn’t broken up with the younger man, this wouldn’t have happened. Finally looking up, he nodded to himself.

“It’s okay.”

Tatsuha looked up, relief washing over him. He looked deep into his lovers eyes, and saw how much the man loved him. As soon as he was untied, he held Ryuichi as the man cried.

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Meanwhile, Shuichi was too tied to a chair, his head slumped forwards. As he was unconscious, he dreamt of what had happened. Only it became a nightmare. The figure in black was advancing upon him, holding a shinning object, which flashed menacingly. As the object, which he saw was a knife was raised high, he cowered and tried to cover himself…

His eyes snapped open, and fought down the sick feeling in his stomach. Closing his eyes, he took and deep breath. His head felt like it had been stuffed full of cotton wool. When he next opened his eyes, he blinked, trying to clear his vision. His first frantic thought was if anything had happened to Tatsuha, but when he lifted his head, his heart began to beat in it’s normal rhythm as he realised he hadn’t been kidnapped by some psycho, which meant Tatsuha was safe and if he himself was with Yuki, then that meant Ryuichi had been the other man in black.

When his vision had cleared he looked around the familiar surroundings of Yuki’s apartment, wondering where the older man was.

He winced as his arms felt like they were being pulled from their sockets. He had only just realised they were tied to the chair behind his back. His eyes darkened as he realised Yuki had done this to him, all of this just to talk to him. He was angry with the man for doing this to him, but also in some really twisted way, happy. But he shook his head. He really thought he had been kidnapped. He was a little glad that he was tied to a chair, as he would have probably hit Yuki.

A noise to his right had him looking round to see the older man coming out of the kitchen. Yuki stood for a moment and they looked each other in the eye, Shuichi’s gaze hardened, not allowing himself to back down.

Yuki’s eyes narrowed and walked over to the couch and sat down. This plan of his and Ryuichi’s had been a little over board, but he had no regrets. If it got Shuichi back into his life, then it would have been worth it. He was not prepared to think of the alternative.

Shuichi sat as still as possible in the uncomfortable position he was sat in and waited. This would be a test of how much he had grown up. Usually by now, he would have been whining, begging to be let go and screaming about how Yuki loved him. But he would not give the older man the satisfaction. He was a little pissed at how he was being treated.

Yuki just sat and just waited, he was wondering why his brat wasn’t making a fuss. He could tell Shuichi was uncomfortable in his current position. He suppressed a sigh as he got up and untied Shuichi, hoping the younger man would wait around and let him talk. He moved to sit back on the couch and watched Shuichi carefully as the younger man massaged his wrists.

“Why did you do this?”

The whispered question had Yuki looking away, he sighed. “You never gave me a chance to talk to you. I needed to get you away from my brother so we could talk.”

Shuichi snorted. “Fine, talk.” He met Yuki’s eyes and waited.

“I want to tell you how sorry I am for what I said, I didn’t mean it. I know I’m a bastard, but I hope you can give me another chance? I need you to give me another chance. I know I don’t show it, but I love you very much.” He said, wincing. He had never been one to talk freely about his feelings, but he knew if he didn’t, he could lose the younger man.

After a few moments of silence, Yuki looked at Shuichi, who seemed to have frozen. “Shuichi, please tell me what you’re thinking…”

Shuichi caught his bottom lip between his teeth and closed his eyes. He wanted more than anything to give Yuki another chance, but he was afraid, afraid of getting hurt again. How many times had Yuki hurt him in the past? Was it worth it? Could his heart even take it? Looking up at the only man he had ever loved, he shivered at the emotion leaking from the older mans eyes. Bowing his head again, he nodded.

“I want to give you another chance, but I don’t want to be hurt again. I’ve given you the last five years of my life, and it’s like you’ve given me nothing. Sometimes I wonder if it’s even worth staying together, maybe you would be happy with someone who doesn’t annoy you as much as I do.”

Yuki winced, he knew what an asshole he was, but he never knew this was what the love of his life thought. When Shuichi made eye contact with him once again, he moved closer and put his arms around the younger man. He suppressed a relieved sigh when he felt small hands encircle his neck and the younger mans head rest on his shoulder.

He knew he had to change. The last few days without Shuichi had been harder than he thought it would be. He knew he needed him in his life.

“What about you and my brother?” Yuki asked.

Shuichi took a deep breath and pulled away. “Well, most of it was just pretend. Tatsuha thought of it and we only did it to get back at you and Ryuichi… but-”

“You and my brother had sex in the bathroom of that club. What we heard was real wasn’t it?” Yuki asked, his eyes wanting Shuichi to shake his head, to deny it. When the younger man looked away, Yuki’s heart gave a lurch. “It’s okay.” He said quietly.

Shuichi shook his head. “No, it’s not. We were drunk and upset. It just happened, it messed up everything.” A tear that he had been holding back finally dribbled down his cheek.

Yuki’s thumb caught it and flicked it away. “I don’t blame you. It was my fault to begin with. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t been such a bastard.” After a few moments, Yuki took Shuichi’s hand and pulled the smaller man from the chair and led him to the couch where he pulled Shuichi onto his lap.

“Will you come back to me?” Yuki asked.

“I’ll give you one more chance.” Shuichi answered.

Lips met and arms tightened around each other.

‘I’ll never hurt you again Shuichi.’ Yuki thought as he held the small body tight against him. ‘I promise to never make you leave me again. I love you too much.’

One day, he would hopefully be able to really show his feelings. Show how much Shuichi meant to him.

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Well, that’s it. Thanks for reading and please review. I’m not sure whether to leave this at it is, or do an epilogue. What do you guys think?