Title: Gravity
Chapters: 2 /?
Author: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=1)
ENAI
Genre: fluff, love
Warnings: none
Rating: R (for now ~)
Pairings: Aoi / Uruha
Disclaimer: I own my pillow
Synopsis: This gravity ... that Keeps me going back to you ...
Comments: finally chapter two! My mind WAS threating me to go on hiatus again, But I Defeated her! So here you lol Have a new chapter: D ♥ Also, thanks for your comments! They really made me more Than happy ♥ I absolutely love this new chapter. At the Beginning I did not Know What I Was But doing lol ... I think it Turned out pretty well! I love it ♥ Also, Better you download this song ♥ . I Kept listening to it while writing. Well, That and another one, pero it's ok with just one lol Again, I Would Really Appreciate your comments and feedbacks! ♥ Please be honest ^ ^
CHAPTER o2
Uruha jump off the bed, startled at Some unknown noise. It Took Some Time to get him Used to the shining rays of light and persistent That filtered-through the blind. And Then it hit him. I wasn't home: He Was at His place. I Had Spent the night sleeping on His bed, breathing His sweet aroma, impregnating every inch of his skin with that special fragrance he so loved. He lay back again, covering his frustrated face with the black colored blanket. Why was it so difficult? Why was he so unable to resist? It didn’t matter what, he just couldn’t resist the temptation of being close to him, to spend all the time he could, to hear him laugh… Why was he so weak?
“Trying to ignore the shining sun out there?” his favorite voice laughed from the door.
“Your room is too cruel...” Uruha pouted. “I didn’t know this was so illuminated…”
“That’s because I usually don’t make noises when you’re here and never bother to wake you up,” Aoi said, sitting on his bed. “But not today. We have work to do, so I had to do it this time.”
d in a darkness Uruha didn’t like. He rolled over again, wrapping himself on those soft blankets. Why was he still there? Why was he still fooling around? He should get going, leave that apartment and lock himself on his own room, trying to make that aroma go away. Or else… he had to tell Aoi. But he couldn’t delay it any longer. It was... starting to hurt too much. More than expected. Having Aoi’s arm around his waist, even if the blanket and sheets were in the middle… It was like being touched by an angel... or a demon, taking into account the emotions and reactions that single brush had had on Uruha’s innocent self.
Aoi opened the door carefully, waiting for his yes to get used to the darkness of the room, just to find Uruha sleeping again. His fleshy lips de on his arms, wondering
why
. All he could thing about was
why
, it wasn’t even a question, because it had no answer. So why bothering? Yet... it was the only thing that crossed his mind. Why.
Slowly he got dressed as he heard Aoi’s voice ordering some food. He left the room by the time the delivery boy was in the door. Aoi turned around while closing the door, eyes focusing on Uruha’s shy self. The older man motioned him to take a sit, himself going to the kitchen to get everything ready.
“Calm down,” Aoi smiled gently as he sat down and both started to eat. “I won’t do it again.”
“That’s not it...” Uruha mumbled.
“Then?”
But there was no answer. Uruha just fixed his eyes on the food, while Aoi smirked at the silent answer Uruha wasn’t conscious of. Silence fell upon them as they were eating, their minds flying in different directions. Uruha couldn’t stop thinking of what had happened in the room. In the dark. Having those lips so close he could swear he almost felt them. Having those arms surrounding him.
“I... I better get going,” Uruha babbled after he had finished his lunch.
Aoi just looked up at him, narrowing his eyes while lighting a cigarette. He just stood up and helped him collect his stuff, lead him to the door and waved good bye, with an inscrutable expression on his beautiful face.
Uruha cursed himself all the way back to his place. He didn’t really want to leave; yet being Be to him. But ... why? Again, That repulsive question. Maybe It Was Asking time to stop, to stop thinking, and to start Letting Things Go. If I Had Done It Before, I Would Have Probably kissed Aoi in historical room. I Probably Would Have Been glare, Yelle at, kicked out of the house. But at least, I Would Have Tasted Those lips ...
Maybe it's time to Fully accept the gravity That makes me go back to you ... Time
Suddenly Seemed to fly When There Was a knock on the door. Had Uruha made up His mind Not to mention the message. If It Had Been Aoi, Eventually he'd find out. But not now. Maybe It Was now the time for Something Else.
"I'll treat you today," the blonde Smiled at Aoi's grin.
"Oh, really? But Let's Try Something Different ... "And sure
It Was Different. They tried to cook Something else apart from boiled rice and pasta. Uruha Enjoyed every second That They Spent together in kitchen, laughing and joking like kids, running away When the microwave WAS about to explode, finally giving up and ordering Some food. But Those Were irreplaceable memories for Uruha. And Then Came night ...
"Why do not you stay here?" Uruha Said, Some ice-cream eating.
"Ok, but I'm Taking Over your bed." "What?"
"Well, you Slept in mine," The Other guitarist Shrugged coolly.
"But ... There's no way I'm gonna sleep in the sofa tonight! "
" Fine, we'll sleep together. "Uruha Almost
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