For Whom the Bell Tolls

Title: For Whom The Bell Tolls
Author: JadeHeart
Archived: Found on gurabiteshiyon.net. If anyone else would like it, please ask me first!
Fandom: Gravitation
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: bad language, sexual situations
Timeline: After the anime/manga finishes
Characters: Shuichi/Yuki
Feedback: Feedback is always welcome!
Summary: What the future holds…..
Author’s Notes : This is set some time after the manga finishes where Shuichi and Yuki are in a steady, comfortable relationship
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, they belong to the creators of ‘Gravitation’ , nor am I making any profits from this.


For Whom The Bell Tolls

“Meet me at the side door, and be quick about it!” Yuki growled, as he turned to the door.

“But I haven’t changed yet!” Shuichi was still clothed in his stage costume.

Yuki spun around, snaking an arm around Shuichi’s waist under his coat, feeling his hand slide easily across the younger man’s hot slick skin. He pulled Shuichi in hard against him, letting him feel Yuki’s erection pressing against his bare stomach.

He had been wanting Shuichi since before the concert had even begun, and watching his lover dance across the stage only made him want him more. He had watched, almost being able to see the energy pouring out of Shuichi as he played to the adoring crowd, sweat droplets flying through the air, the light catching the liquid and making them shine like tiny stars falling down around the singer.

Shuichi was always amazing on stage. It was there that he was really in his element. His sudden switches of mood, his ability to feel and express every emotion so intensely, all come to the fore when he was in front of a crowd. It was there that it all came to have some meaning of why he was the way he was. It made him larger than life.

Yuki had stood in the wings refusing to be out the front with the milling masses, not when he could use his influence to gain him a placing here. He had enjoyed watching his partner, enjoyed listening to him sing. He may still sometimes critically think that the lyrics were crap, but the way Shuichi sang, it didn’t really matter. Shuichi could have stood there and sang ‘Twinkle, twinkle, little star’, and had the fans swooning at his feet! There really was no denying his talent, he had it all right - in bucketfuls!

So Yuki had enjoyed the show from beginning to end, all the while his thoughts were drifting to how he intended the evening to end, with Shuichi naked and writhing beneath him. That was what he really wanted; to run his hands over that gleaming skin, inhale the scent that was distinctly Shuichi. He knew that he wasn’t going to even let him shower first. He was gong to get him home as soon as possible, strip him bare and fuck him senseless. That was the way to end a perfect night!

Afterwards, he had a surprise for Shuichi, something that he knew his partner would like. This was the last concert ‘Bad Luck’ was giving on their current tour run, so he had arranged with K for Shuichi to have some time off. Yuki had already booked the tickets, and was taking Shuichi to Europe for five weeks. The boy had said a number of times that he wished had was more worldly, bemoaning the fact that he wasn’t as smart as Hiro, how he had never been academically minded, and so never really leant anything. Not surprising really. Even if he hadn’t been goofing off in school, Shuichi was just too artistically inclined. It wasn’t unusual really; it just depended on the aptitude of the individual.

However, now Shuichi was a few years older and had achieved his success with ‘Bad Luck’, he was beginning to feel that he had lost his opportunity somehow. So Yuki had decided to do something about that. He had arranged for a private tour guide to pick them up in the various countries they would be visiting, showing them not only the standard tourist sights, but also explaining the history, cultural aspects and various traditions. Shuichi wasn’t stupid by any means, and he frequently would absorb things said to him if it was coupled with something relevant visually. Yuki figured this would be the prefect way for the youth to learn something new, and when Shuichi was excited about anything, he tended to remember things better. Yuki could absolutely guarantee that Shuichi would be excited about this! In fact, he really couldn’t wait to see that excitement on his young lover’s face. Jut the thought of that made him almost smile.

Now he looked down at Shuichi’s face, still flushed from his exertions at the concert. His hand clenched around his waist, feeling the heat against his palm. Shuichi looked so delectable Yuki couldn’t resist lowering his head to lick up the side of the boy’s neck.

“Oooh…” Shuichi moaned, hands clutching Yuki’s arms. Yuki could feel the shudder that shook the body he was holding. His erection hardened further as he pressed Shuichi closer. Oh, yes, he had to get Shuichi home – now!

He lifted his head, gazing down, seeing the boy’s tongue flick out to lick his lips. Yuki swooped in to press a hard kiss to those moist lips. He breathed in the scent of Shuichi’s cologne and sweat, a smell he never found unpleasant. His tongue delved deeper, wrapping around Shuichi’s, sucking his breath away.

With an effort he broke the kiss, lifting his head, feeling the smaller body plastered tightly against him. Shuichi had lifted himself up onto the balls of his feet to stretch further along Yuki’s body. They were both breathing hard and fast. Yuki could now feel Shuichi’s erection sticking into his leg. How it could be doing so was rather amazing, considering how tight Shuichi’s black shorts were, though they were made of very flexible material to cater for his antics on stage.

“Hurry up.” Yuki rasped out. “I’ll get the car. Don’t bother changing.”

Shuichi didn’t try and argue anymore. His eyes remained fixed on Yuki’s face, pupils dilated with desire. He seemed reluctant to release Yuki, and the feel of him still pressed up against his rapidly over-heating body, was beginning to drive Yuki mad.

He controlled his urge to just push Shuichi down on the table in his dressing room, and screwing him there and then. He knew it would be hard and fast that way, but still so fucking satisfying to hear Shuichi cry out his name as he came. His breathing sped up a little, his fingers curling into the yielding flesh under them. He wanted to do it, he wanted it so bad! And the way Shuichi was looking and acting, he knew damn well that he wouldn’t get any complaints from him if he did just that. Oh, so tempting!

With an effort he forced himself to release Shuichi, taking a step backwards, although the small mewl of disappointment that he heard the boy make, almost completely undid his iron resolve. Gods, the brat just drove him crazy with want!

“Hurry up.” he repeated, and this time managed to turn and walk away.

“Okay.” He heard Shuichi say in a breathless voice, to the sound of items being grabbed and tossed into a bag.

Yuki left and wandered down the back corridors. It was a bloody rabbit warren in these places -Yuki hated them. His thoughts were still focused on Shuichi; one half on what had just occurred and a little worm of disappointment at not taking advantage of that perfect opportunity curled in his brain, the other half focused on what was to come once he got his younger, more energetic lover back to the privacy of their home. Yuki was going to make damn sure that this night was going to be the best fucking sex Shuichi had ever had, so the boy wouldn’t be able to walk for days!

“Eiri?” the quiet voice brought him out of his thoughts. Tohma was standing before him, head tilted slightly to one side, a quizzical expression on his face.

Oh, great! Yuki thought sourly, Just what I need!

“What?” he said sharply. He really didn’t want to be delayed. He had a hot piece of arse to pick up, and he wasn’t about to put off a good fuck for Tohma Seguchi!

“Are you alright?”

“Why shouldn’t I be?”

“Well, you just looked a little….odd.” Tohma said, still looking at him. “You had the strangest expression on your face.” He took a step closer, peering up at Yuki. “Your eyes look strange as well. Are you sure you’re not coming down with something?”

Yeah, a bad case of limp dick if you don’t let me get out of here, Yuki thought. Now his mind was no longer focused solely on the sexual activities he had planned for Shuichi, his erection was beginning to flag.

Tohma continued to frown at him. Hell, Yuki thought, looking down at his brother-in-law, how the hell does he manage to look so damn good even with frown lines?! Suddenly Tohma’s brow smoothed, and he leant back with a quiet laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Yuki growled, disgruntled at this sudden change.

Tohma smiled at him, motioning Yuki to join him as they continued the way Yuki had originally been heading. “I believe that you are eager to return home with Shindou.” It wasn’t a question but a statement of fact. Yuki had the unnerving feeling that Tohma could read every sexual thought he had just been having. Damn the man! But he fell into step beside him. He didn’t have any choice, it was the shortest route to the secured parking lot where he had his car.

“I hear that Shindou is taking some time off.”

Yuki glanced at Tohma as he walked at his side. It didn’t surprise him that Tohma knew. K and Sakano would have had to inform him in his role as president of N-G.

“Got a problem with that?”

“Not at all. I think it will do him good to broaden his horizons.”

Now, how the hell did Tohma know that?! Yuki hadn’t told anyone, not even Mika, of his plans to go to Europe with Shuichi. He was just going to call everyone tomorrow, just before getting on the plane, so they had no time to come up with excuses or any other reason why either of them couldn’t leave. So how did Tohma find out?

He almost demanded that his brother-in-law tell him how he knew, but then thought better of it. It wouldn’t accomplish anything except getting him mad, which would put him in a bad mood, which he would then probably take out on Shuichi because he was there at the time. And it would be one hell of a mood killer for sex as well! Besides, if you got mad at Tohma, the only one to suffer from it was yourself. It didn’t touch Tohma at all.

So Yuki ignored the comment, and continued walking. He let Tohma swipe them through into the car park. As he turned towards the direction his car was parked, he heard Tohma say behind him, “Have a good trip.”

He turned slowly and looked at Tohma, who just stood there smiling. “I mean it, Eiri. I hope you both enjoy your time away. Don’t forget to send a postcard!” and with a cheerful wave the man disappeared back into the building, letting the door lock and close behind him. Yuki just shook his head and turned around, walking off. Even after all these years, he still never fully understood Tohma. He had a feeling that he never would.

He reached his vehicle, tossing a few books and his coat onto the back seat, making certain the passenger side was clear so Shuichi would be able to get in. He started up and moved down the aisle slowly, then cursed.

There was a line of traffic waiting to exit as the concert personnel began making their way home. He merged with the line, swearing to himself. He hadn’t stopped to think about this. He glanced at his watch. Shuichi was just going to have to wait a little longer than he had indicated.

The traffic crawled forward another few feet. Yuki reached in and drew out his cigarettes, lighting one. If he was going to get stuck in a traffic jam it would have been more fun if he had had Shuichi in the car with him. Of course, what he’d like to do to Shuichi would get them both arrested!

He blew out some smoke as they crawled forward again. Come to think of it, they’d never done it in the car. Hmm…Yuki drew on his cigarette, thinking. The seats went back far enough to cater for his long legs and body, and Shuichi was slight enough, and flexible enough. He felt his face warm at the thought of his lover straddling him as he sat in the car, pressing down on his groin as he pressed up into that soft yielding flesh, the windows steaming up. He let out a shuddering breath. Oh, they would definitely have to try that! Why hadn’t he thought of it before?

The traffic crawled forward a little more, but Yuki’s thoughts were focused somewhere else completely.

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Shuichi fidgeted, almost hopping from one foot to the other. He was waiting at the designated place; a door that was rarely used by most people, reserved more for the trades that came and went on an almost constant basis at these venues.

Because of that, it wasn’t crowded with fans after the concert, it wasn’t even lit properly, remaining shrouded in darkness, with a dumpster right next to it. He wrinkled his nose at the unsavoury aroma that wafted to him. No wonder there were no fans here! Who’d want to stand here, for sometimes hours, smelling that?!

However it was due to that, and all the other factors, that made this the perfect place for the members of ‘Bad Luck’ to sneak out after a concert, if they wished to. Tonight Hiro had hung around longer with the fans because Ayaka was going to be there, and Suguru had muttered something about having to see Tohma. So the fans would have be satisfied with the two of them. Shuichi had a much better offer!

He shivered a little, wrapping his arms around himself. He wished he had changed, but Yuki had been insistent that he wasn’t to waste the time. He didn’t usually leave concerts still in his stage clothes. For a start, he liked to be able to shower immediately after. He was usually dripping with sweat, and a little high on the nose with body odour. Yuki had told him once before that he didn’t smell that bad, but he still felt happier after he could shower and clean up.

Even if he didn’t shower, he would always change; crop tops, tight shorts and long coats were not your every day street attire, unless you were in certain parts of town which he wasn’t. This was strictly his stage costume, nothing more. He was far more comfortable in baggy shorts, t-shirts or tank tops, which was his usual get-up.

He shivered again. Now the heat he had generated from the stage lights and his performance was fading, he was beginning to get chilled. There was a small breeze blowing, just cold enough to make him shiver. Come on, Yuki!, he thought to himself, looking down the street. Where are you?

He paced a little, grumbling to himself. One minute Yuki’s insisting he get his butt out here quick smart, and then the jerk can’t even turn up on time! Was he trying to freeze his nuts off?! He rubbed his hands briskly up and down his arms to try and generate some heat.

Yuki had certainly been insistent about something else as well. Shuichi felt his face flush at the memory. He could recall the touch of Yuki’s hand on his waist, the way it slid smoothly over his sweaty skin. Yuki’s kiss had been hard, forceful, full of desire, and promises of more to come. When the man had pulled him against his body, Shuichi had felt Yuki’s erection pressing against him, digging into his flesh, and his own had hardened in response. Now, not only was his face feeling flushed, but the heat was creeping across his entire body. He couldn’t help but smile to himself. Well, that’s one way to get warm - dirty thoughts really does the trick!

When he had looked up into Yuki’s eyes, he had almost begged Yuki to take him right then. He didn’t care that his dressing room wasn’t the most private or romantic place for it, he just wanted Yuki so bad!

From the look in Yuki’s eyes, Shuichi knew that’s what he had been thinking as well. He knew how to read Yuki’s thoughts, his eyes always told the real story, and Shuichi had had years to learn that language and how to interpret the subtle nuances. Yuki’s eyes never lied. He knew that now. No matter what else was going on, Yuki could never lie with his eyes.

Another warm flush washed over him. This time it wasn’t desire, it was that warm feeling of love that he had for his partner. Partner, Shuichi thought, still smiling to himself. He couldn’t help it. Whenever he thought of Yuki it always brought a smile to his face. Yuki was his partner now. It had taken a long time to get to this point. There had been a lot of heartache and tears, worries and fears. There had been a lot of hurt and struggles and fights. There had been harsh words that cut and awkward silences. But there had also been soft kisses and gentle touches, loving words and silent apologies. There had been laughter and smiles, teasing and caring. And through it all there had been love.

It had taken a lot of adjustment and compromise, from both of them, to be able to be at this place now, as partners, not one dominating the other. Despite what many people thought, Yuki wasn’t automatically the dominate one, Shuichi could stand up for himself when he wished to. It just didn’t bother him if Yuki wanted to take the more dominant role in public, or in private, but that didn’t make Shuichi any less of a person in this relationship. They were truly partners and supported each other in whatever they did, sharing without losing themselves to the other’s demands or wants.

Shuichi let out a happy sigh. It might have been a long and difficult road to get here, but he wouldn’t change any of it, for it had all been worth it to reach this point. To be with the man he loved more than life itself, and to be completely confident in the love that Yuki had for him. He had no more doubts or fears on that front - none at all. He looked own the street again. Come on, Yuki!, he thought. I’m freezing here!