New Fanfic! I don't know how much I like this one... But I've got some ideas with it, so I'll keep up with it... Hopefully. I hope you like it!
"Eiri Yuki, famous romance novelist. A guy who doesn't know how to show his true emotions to the one he loves, so instead he calls him names, and insults him daily," said an unknown voice.
"Who are you, and how do you know about my personal life? Are you one of my creepy fan girls?" Eiri Yuki asked, not leaving the irritation out of his tone.
"Actually, quite frankly; I hate you. I think you deserve to suffer… In some kind of way…" said the unknown voice again.
"Oh? Is that so?" Eiri Yuki retorted.
"You shall go through 9 months of pain. Also known as pregnancy." The unknown voice chuckled, and the presence seemed to leave.
Eiri Yuki woke up with a bit of a start. That dream he just had was very strange. Was he that much of a jerk to Shuichi, his pink-headed lover? Maybe he should talk to him… Eiri shook his head. It would only make the idiot be more of an idiot than he already is.
Eiri got up out of bed, grumbling about needing his usual cup of coffee, but the thing is, he never heard K, Shuichi's manager… He usually makes a big ruckus in the mornings trying to get Shuichi to work, and he's always armed.
He looked over at the clock. It read 7:30 A.M. So if Shuichi did happen to go to work already, then he must've wanted to get there early. The blonde just shrugged, and walked to the kitchen.
Once he got into the kitchen, he was attacked from behind. Then, there was darkness, but Eiri didn't lose consciousness. In other words, he was blindfolded. "H-huh? Shuichi!" Eiri was being pushed to the table in a gentle, loving way. Then, he was sat down in a chair. That's when he noticed the smell of blueberry pancakes, and coffee. Shu didn't… Did he? He thought this, a blush tinting his cheeks a little… Just a little.
Slowly Shuichi lifted the blindfold from Eiri's topaz colored eyes. He looked down to a table full of pancakes, fruit, orange juice, and coffee. Eiri was surprised.
"Shu… Did you do all of this?" His voice barely audible.
The pink-headed rock star lit up and exclaimed, "Yep! Happy birthday, Yuki!"
Eiri's mind clicked. It was his birthday. That's right… He was going to be twenty-five. Also marking three years of him and Shuichi as a couple. He looked over at Shuichi, and to so much surprise, Shuichi looked like a dog. Like, literally like a dog, with a dog suit and everything.
Shuichi, then, spoke up, "So, do you like it, Yuki?" The tail of the dog suit was wagging happily, eager for an answer.
Eiri blushed more. Why did this idiot, his idiot have to be so damn cute? Eiri was so surprised, so touched, by what Shuichi has done, he didn't know what to say, so he just simply nodded.
Shuichi squealed like a girl. His voice can be so loud and annoying sometimes… But Eiri liked that about him… Shuichi was so up-beat, and happy all the time. Yeah, Eiri got annoyed, really annoyed by it, but that didn't mean Eiri hated it. Actually, it was one of the things he found himself attracted to about Shuichi.
"Y-Yuki?" Shuichi's voice interrupted Eiri's thoughts, which didn't go very well with him…
"What, idiot?" Eiri snapped at the pinkette.
Shuichi flinched slightly at Eiri's remark, looking hurt, "Nevermind."
Eiri realized his mistake, but he didn't say anything. Instead he sat there and ate the food Shuichi made for him. That morning was quiet, and awkward from that point on for them.