Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Obession Meets Reality ❯ Lover's Reunited Again ( Chapter 6 )

Title: Obsession Meets Reality - Chapter Six

Authors: Dark Nuriko and Mayhem's Angel

Disclaimer: We do not own any part of Gravitation. We just spend hours playing with the characters of a genius.

Warning: YAOI!!! Hot delicious gay man sex!! If you got a problem with that, take it elsewhere.

Notes: Tatsuha - Written by Nuriko

Ryuichi - Written by Mayhem

Eiri - Written by Mayhem

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Tatsuha arrived at his home in Kyoto shortly after sunrise. It had been almost an all night train ride, but he had made it. Sighing, he pulled his luggage with him up the steps, only to see his brother standing there, glaring at him. Obviously, Tohma worked fast, and wouldn't let Tatsuha get away with what had happened.

 

Eiri glared down at his brother from the steps. "'Morning. Have a good trip?" He asked, almost managing to sound like he cared.

 

Tatsuha sighed and glared up at his brother. "Oh, it was a blast," he grumbled as he wiped his red eyes to hide the fact that he had been crying. He tried to duck his head and slip past his brother and into the home beside the temple. He managed to make it to his room before realizing his brother had followed him. He tossed down the suitcase on his bed before moving to begin taking down all his posters and pictures of Ryu.

 

"What are you doing? I thought you loved the crazy singer. Now that you've had him, you're done with him? Doesn't seem right to me..." Eiri said from his position on the doorframe

 

Tears slowly slipped from red rimed eyes and fell onto the pictures in his hands. "It isn't that, Eiri. Ryuichi... Sakuma-san has problems, just like you used to... only worse. And if I stay with him, I'll hurt him. And I don't want to hurt him any more."

 

"Have you talked to him about this? Are you sure it won't hurt him more of you leave?"

 

"He loves me too, Eiri, and I know this will hurt him. But better I hurt him now while it's still new before things got too serious and I wind up killing him," he said, his tears still falling.

 

Eiri didn't have anything to say to that. Instead, he moved out of the doorway, revealing where Ryuichi had been standing behind him. The older man came closer, taking in all the pictures of himself and the fan memorabilia all over the room. Finally his gaze settled on the tear streaked face of the man he loved. "Why?" He asked brokenly, his own red eyes leaking salty tears

 

Tatsuha gasped and looked up at Ryuichi. He was here? Why had he come here? Why? "I don't want you to be hurt worse."

 

"I won't. I'd be more hurt if you left." He took a few steps closer, not noticing as Eiri left; his job now done. "I'm getting a lot better since we met. I'm happier than I have been since I don't remember when. You made that possible. I can be myself now, I don't need to hide; I don't cry for hours every night until I finally sleep; I don't have an unknown longing in my heart anymore. I have - had everything I needed when I was with you."

 

"But I was causing you pain. You even passed out from me asking you something simple. I don't want to hurt you. Never you."

 

Ryuichi shook his head sadly. "I said that being with you helped it. I never said I was healed. But being with you would have given me something more, someone to love and depend on, and someone to trust and care for, to support and share my life with. Now I have nothing again."

 

"I still love you Ryu. I just don't want to see you as you were at the club." He closed his eyes and let the tears fall, his body shaking.

 

"I'll tell you everything. Anything you want to know, I'll tell you. I don't want to have any secrets from you. I don't want to be like I was at the club either."

 

Tatsuha collapsed onto his bed, pictures falling from his limp hands and the pain in his chest seemed to become too much for him. "I don't want to know like that. I just want to learn what you're willing to share with me."

 

He sat down next to the youth. "There will be some things I can't tell you right away. That's why I've been avoiding telling you for as long as I can. It's really painful for me.'

 

He nodded, understanding that. "I can understand that. Really. I just want you to be honest with me. I know I'm immature and still a fanboy at heart, but I love you. I want you to be able to trust me with whatever you feel you can. I won't look at you differently for it. For you're the one I want to stay with. Nothing can make me think any differently of you."

 

Ryu took him in his arms, holding him gently. "I love you too. And I do trust you, and will be honest with you. But you might not think that when you learn everything."

 

Tatsuha cuddled so close he felt like he was trying to share Ryuichi's whole being. "If I can love my brother, after everything I know about him, I can certainly love you. Through it all. As long as you really want to stay with me, then I'll remain by your side, no matter what Tohma thinks."

 

"I really do want to stay with you. I don't care what Tohma thinks about us. I'll stay with you forever."

 

"Tohma seems to hate anyone who isn't Eiri in my family, doesn't he?" he said with a false laugh, even while he remained warm in Ryuichi's arms.

 

Ryu gave his own hollow laugh. "Yeah. He does."

 

"I love you, Ryuichi. I'm sorry about the note, and the way I left."

 

"I love you too. That's okay, as long as you'll come back to me."

 

"I'll come back. For as long as you want me."

 

"Forever..." He whispered against his lips, bringing them together in a chaste kiss.

 

Tatsuha whimpered softly and before he could control himself, the chaste kiss Ryuichi had begun had turned passionate and full of Tatsuha's love. He had been so afraid that he would never be able to kiss Ryu again. That he would never be able to hold him, or touch him, or do anything with him. His desperation was certainly in his kiss as he pressed tightly against his lover and showed him exactly how much he was missed. His arousal pressed against the other's leg, for having the singer here was his most ardent fantasy and dream to date. And here he was, on his bed, and kissing him back, just as passionately.

 

Groaning into the kiss, Ryuichi sank into the soft lips. They had only been apart a day, but it felt like an eternity to Ryuichi, and he wanted more, to be closer.

 

Tatsuha moaned into Ryu's lips and pressed closer still. Once air became something he needed desperately, he pulled back, drawing in air. "Ryu, I want you. Can... Can I have you this time?"

 

The singer opened his eyes, love, lust and passion shining through them. "Yes..." he breathed on a soft sigh, relaxing into the warm body against his.

 

Tatsuha's cheeks were bright pink. He couldn't believe he had been able to ask that. Even now, he was more surprised that Ryuichi had agreed to it so easily. "I love you," he whispered before pressing in close to kiss Ryu hungrily once again. He wanted to be one with the older man. And today, he would.

 

Falling back onto his lover's bed, he felt Tatsuha's delicious weight press against him. Drawing his arms around his neck, he pulled the teen close to him, sucking at his lower lip before sweeping his tongue inside.

Tatsuha groaned at the feeling of his lips against his; that tongue teasing his mouth. Instead of worrying about being ready for Ryu, he now worried about making his lover more comfortable. He shoved his suitcase off the bed and began to trail warm, moist kisses down his neck.

 

Ryu gasped, arching his neck up to give Tatsuha more access to his throat. Quick fingers unbuttoned his shirt, the loose material parting and leaving his chest exposed to his lover's exploring lips.

 

Tatsuha didn't waste time with what was offered either. His lips trailed down the smooth skin, his lips nipping and kissing as he went. Once he reached a single nipple, he lapped at it with his tongue. A single hand rose to tweak the other nipple, catching it between thump and forefinger.

 

"Tats..." The singer breathed, running his fingers through the dark hair, holding him closer, right over his heart.

 

The monk breathed over the moist nipple before biting it playfully. "Ryu," he whispered up to his lover before switching off and teasing the other nipple with his lips while the other was tormented by his fingers.

 

"Ah!" He groaned. While Tatsuha tortured his chest, he slipped his hands underneath his shirt, stroking the smooth planes of his stomach. He pulled up the edges of his t-shirt, drawing it over his back. Allowing Tatsuha to lift his head momentarily, the t-shirt came off and was lost in amongst the pictures of the room as Tatsuha descended on his chest again.

 

Tatsuha took his time tormenting his lover's chest. He was enjoying himself and he had no intention of stopping.

 

"More... I want more of you." Ryu moaned, bucking his hips into Tatsuha's, rubbing their arousals together.

 

Tatsuha whimpered and with eager hands, he pulled off Ryu's pants before pulling off his own. He then caressed his lover's arousal lightly. "I plan on giving you more."

 

He arched off the bed, into Tatsuha's hand. Returning the caress himself, he ran his fingers lightly over his lover's cock, stroking the hot flesh.

 

Tatsuha smirked, arching into the touch for a moment before batting his hands away from his crotch.

 

"No... This is my time, Ryu-chan. No teasing me. I get to torment you." That said, he bent down and softly lapped at his lover's tip.

 

Ryuichi gasped softly at the feel of Tatsuha's hot little tongue on his cock, lifting his hips to get more contact, before his lover's surprisingly strong hands held him still on the bed.

 

Tatsuha clucked his tongue, staring at his lover. "No, I control this, remember?" He bent back down, his tongue teasing the arousal with soft little licks.

 

He reached down, trying to at least touch the younger man, if he couldn't do anything else. He was stopped when Tatsuha moved out of his reach, deciding to place kisses further down on Ryuichi's leg as he glared his disapproval at these actions too. Groaning in frustration, he lay back, fisting his hands in the soft sheets so he wouldn't be tempted to touch Tatsuha again.

 

Tatsuha trailed his lips down one of Ryuichi's legs and then up the other. He teased him slowly, taking his time. Yet every kiss, lick, and nip remained away from the slowly leaking erection.

 

"Tatsuha..." Ryuichi moaned, wanting to urge him closer, but not able to form words as he discovered that behind his knee was an extremely erotic place.

 

Once Tatsuha had contented himself with finding every place on his lover's body that was accessible, he came back down to his lover's crotch, beginning to lap at the slit there once more.

 

Ryuichi's breath hitched in his lungs as Tatsuha's attention was returned to the appropriate area of his body. It was such sweet relief, yet caused more burning tension than it relieved.

 

"Naaghh! Tatsuha!" He gasped out. "Don't stop... please, more... so good." He begged, writhing beneath his lover, unable to do much else.

 

Slipping a hand into his dresser drawer and pulling out a bottle of lubricant, he opened it and placed some of the slick stuff on his fingers. Placing a single finger against his lover's entrance he slicked the outside before beginning to slowly push a finger inside.

 

"Ryuichi... tell me what you want."

 

"You... I want you. Take me, make me yours forever." Ryuichi responded, pressing into Tatsuha's touch.

 

Tatsuha couldn't help but push two of his fingers all the way into his lover at his urging. Yet a small part of him kept it slow and careful. He leaned over his lover as he worked his entrance, kissing him softly.

 

"I have to make certain you're ready, Ryuichi, or I'll hurt you."

 

"I'm fine. I just want to feel you..." The singer murmured; drawing his lover's head down, giving a kiss filled with all the passion and desire he felt for this boy who had stolen his heart so completely.

 

Tatsuha couldn't help but moan out loud, right into the kiss. He let his lover up so he could touch and kiss to his hearts content.

 

He placed the lube onto his erection and slid up his lover's body. Once he was in position, he kissed Ryuichi once more, placing his cock at his lover's entrance.

 

"I want to feel you... as well, Ryu-chan. I want to become one with you."

 

His breath caught for a second as Tatsuha began to slowly enter him. Ryuichi forced himself to relax. It had been so long since he had been taken like this, but Tatsuha was so loving and tender about it, he wasn't worried. Feeling more comfortable with the invasion of his body, he gently bucked his hips up against Tatsuha's, telling the younger man that it was alright

 

Tatsuha had never taken someone before. In fact, before Ryuichi, the most experience he had was with himself. Yet he wouldn't have admitted that for the world. Instead, he groaned deeply in pleasure at the feeling of Ryuichi's tight entrance closing around him as he came to rest fully settled inside of Ryuichi. "Ryu..." he gasped out.

 

Ryuichi felt so full and complete with Tatsuha inside him. He pulled the younger man to him again, searing his lips with a kiss, encouraging him to move with a few slight wiggles he managed with his hips, moaning into the kiss at the sensations the small movements caused.

 

Tatsuha nearly lost it when Ryuichi began to wriggle around. Reaching for his hips, he held him steady. "Give me a second, or this will be over before I've begun," he panted.

 

Ryuichi stopped, giving his lover a moment to get used to the new experience. "It's okay," he whispered against his lips. "I trust you."

 

He whimpered for a moment at the love and trust in his lover's voice. "It isn't a matter of trust, love. It's a matter of not coming like an inexperienced boy."

 

Ryuichi had to laugh lightly at that. "I don't mind, I'll wait as long as you want."

 

Tatsuha flushed at those words. He then looked around his room, which still looked like an obsessed fan's place. This only made his cheeks flare a brighter red. How could Ryuichi really want someone like him? He was obsessed.

 

Ryuichi caught him looking around at all the things in his room - a true fan's room if he had ever seen one. He reached up, bringing his lover's gaze back to him. "You have the real thing right here... don't worry about all that. I couldn't care less."

 

He nodded, his gaze meeting Ryuichi's and his lips curving into a smile. "I know that, Ryuichi. I suppose, it's just a little embarrassing. You're so much better than any of these pictures." That said, he leaned in close and kissed him softly, slowly beginning to move inside of him. He slid his member almost all the way out before pushing back in. As he did so, he kicked his radio, causing Nittle Grasper's Tearless to play. His cheeks turned even redder, but he continued to move inside of Ryuichi, the feeling so much more than anything he could have expected.

 

"You shouldn't be embarrassed to be yourself." Ryuichi said, smiling softly when he heard the song begin to play.

 

For the smile Tatsuha began to move a little faster than the slow snails pace he had set for them. His hips pressing into his lovers as he made love to him. All the while, he leaned over and nipped a single exposed nipple.

 

Ryuichi gasped lightly, moving in time to Tatsuha's thrusts, which were as slow and soft as the song.

 

Eventually, he couldn't take it any more. Being all slow and sweet would have to wait for another time. His body was so hard and aching. He needed release, but he wanted Ryuichi's as well. Beginning to pound into his lover, a single hand reached between them to caress the neglected length.

 

Ryuichi moaned at the feel of Tatsuha's hand on his burning length, knowing that if he kept it up, he would soon find his release.

 

Tatsuha soon had the bed shaking with the force of his thrusts; his hand was just as strong with the strokes on his lover's length. Yet none of it was done to make him hurt. He just wanted him to find the pleasure that Tatsuha was spiraling toward and unable to hold back any longer. "Ryuichi! Please, come for me!" he cried out, almost lost to thought at all.

 

The quickened strokes on his member had him coming, screaming Tatsuha's name into the heavy air as he did. He collapsed back onto the bed, panting and spent. He came down from his high, just as Tatsuha reached his with a passion filled shout.

 

"RYUICHI!!" he yelled out in a passion filled tone as his lover's orgasm triggered his own. He came hard and fast, his hot seed filling his lover's tight channel.

 

His muscles tightened instinctively as his lover released inside him. The younger man fell boneless on top of him, and Ryuichi turned his face up to share a brief kiss. "That was beautiful."

 

He moaned softly. "It was... but I wanted to last longer."

 

The singer chuckled. "It doesn't matter how long you last. I don't care, because I can feel all your love, soft and slow or hard and quick."

 

He shivered at those words, glad to be resting on his lover. "I love you Ryuichi Sakuma. Yet, I'm really curious, and you don't have to tell me if you don't wish to, but what, besides my age, is so similar with the one you had been in love with?"

 

Ryuichi startled for a moment at the question, before taking a moment to think about it. "You look a lot alike. That's definitely part of it." He thought a bit more, knowing Tatsuha wanted to know everything, but not sure how to tell him. "Your heart is only filled with pure love for the one you most admire, like his was. And I loved him back just as wholly, as I now love you. I needed to get past everything that happened then, and it's just a freakishly odd coincidence that you're so alike. You're not really all that same in personality though." He took another moment to gather his thoughts.

 

Tatsuha blinked before lifting his head to look at his lover. "So, he was like me... but not in personality?"

 

"Yes. You have way more confidence in everything you do, and a love for the life you're living. Souh never seemed to be that way. He always seemed to be unhappy with the world, angry that this had been his life. I was in love anyway, and it blinded me. I would do anything to make him happy, frequently missing work just to spend the day with him. Tohma wasn't very happy with this. He thought it was causing me more harm than good. In a way, he ended up being right."

 

He looked at Ryuichi and his heart felt as if it was going to break at the retelling of such a story. Yet a part of him was curious about one thing. But could he ask such a thing of his lover? He wasn't certain he should.

 

Leaning in close to kiss Ryuichi's lips, he cuddled as close to him as he could possibly get. Then, once he was resting against his lover, he uttered the words he really hadn't been wanting to say at all. His face was buried in Ryuichi's shoulder and his words were almost too low to hear as he spoke. "What happened to Souh?"

 

"He killed himself. I found him in the bathtub with his wrists slit open one day when I came home from recording. I tried my hardest to always make him happy, but nothing I ever did changed how he felt. I knew he loved me, but that apparently wasn't enough for him. It really hurt me. I couldn't stand it; I thought I had forced him to do this, to end his life. I blamed myself and withdrew from everyone. When I did have to be in public, I was a child version of myself. Always smiling and happy, a mask to hide the heartache I felt on the inside."

 

Tatsuha suddenly hugged Ryuichi tighter, his lips caressing the pulse at his throat. "No more... say no more. I'm sorry I brought up such painful memories."

 

"No, it's alright. I need too. I just want to make you happy too. As happy as you make me. When you turn those sad eyes on me when I can't, I feel like you going to turn into him and leave me forever. And I couldn't stand it if you did; I love you too much to let you go." He placed a soft kiss to Tatsuha's forehead, relieved to have told him everything.

 

Tatsuha laughed softly, bitterly. "I might leave... if I get upset or if we fight. But I won't leave you forever. It's better to let me cool down before attempting to talk with me. Yet once I am calm, and we can talk, the make-up sex would be fantastic."

 

"As long as you come back, I don't mind what you do." Ryuichi said; feeling relieved that everything was going to be better now.

 

"Of course. How can I torment you if I go away forever? I get to be the only fan that gets to sleep with his idol every night. Also, I get the bonus of being loved by said idol and getting to love him in return. You came for me... and saw my room. You accepted me as I am as well."

 

He grinned at that and looked down at Ryuichi with his eyes twinkling. "This means that you are mine... and while we'll have our problems, you'll have to pry me off with a crowbar."

 

Ryuichi laughed a light, happy laugh. "That's true, and I hope so, because I won't ever let you go."

 

He smirked and kissed Ryuichi's lips, nipping his lips. "Who said I'd let you let me go? A restraining order would be required for keeping me away. And even then, I don't believe it would work."

 

"I don't think it would either." Ryuichi whispered against soft lips, claiming them in a burning kiss, all thoughts on the happier future they would have together. There would be some rough spots, as there are in any good relationship, but they would over come everything and be better for it. After all...

 

Destiny is unstoppable and nothing can stop it once your obsession meets your reality.

 

 

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