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A/n: Wow…okay, I can apologize a hundred times for the awful lack of updating in this story, or I can go on to give you an awesome (hopefully) update. X) Now please just excuse me if anything seems a little off, it’s been so long that I haven’t touched this story I may be off track from my original typing since I kinda type each story from a different perspective, please understand! I really hope you enjoy!

ALSO! I realize I have actually done a lot of confusing crap in this story, the language thing I was originally gonna ignore due to, largely, pure laziness, but I’ma try salvage that if I can. Also I made mistakes, like saying Tala and Kai stayed in an apartment and then writing about a mansion…chapter one has been mildly edited. I also may have referred to Shuichi accidently as a teenager…when I clearly said he was twenty years old, this I will fix by…making him 19 :D

Okay! So Shuichi’s nineteen and Kai and Tala live in a manor!

Please forgive all of these ass backward mistakes on my part, my head was clearly flying with the space dust as far up in the clouds as it was DX

From here on I will increase the content and type quality of this story for my readers!

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Chapter 6

Evening had fallen in Japan, it was a serene dark blue sky outside of the large windows lining Eiri Yuki’s apartment. Tala, standing in a baggy sweat pants and a T shirt, stood leaning his shoulder against the glass and looking out at the brightly illuminated city of Tokyo.

The unusual violet eyes he had were sparkling as he looked down, but it was because Tala was trying not to cry. Kai was half Japanese; being here, in this nightmare of sorts, away from him was not easy. Tala didn’t understand how or why or if it were real, but it lasted too long to be a dream and it felt too real.

This body, this lean lightly muscular teenage body was not his, the clothes he wore were just about a size to big for the well built frame, this boy, Shuichi, he didn’t have a sense of self, he had no confidence, the way these people acted and talked to him was as if he were a common idiot.

Tala reached up and tucked the short pink hair, tickling his slightly larger ears, back. He had taken a shower a short while ago, washed the hair he now had with the randomly soap fragranced shampoo. It was hard for him; he’d forfeited all the personal belongings of Shuichi’s grooming and opted for the bare necessities.

He had needed the hair brush, so he’d cleaned it, needed the roll on, so he’d cleaned it, needed a toothbrush, so he’d went looking for a sealed one in the cabinets and used it. Shuichi was not unhygienic by general standards, but he was a teenage boy and Tala was a metro sexual man who lived in a mansion and was groomed perfection. So he deemed his excuse to be so spoilt was relevant, now he needed to buy a razor and get rid of the pubic hair and he’d feel far better.

What confused him was that Eiri seemed every bit the wealthy metro sexual man and he’d seen all of Eiri’s stuff neatly put in the bathroom, if Shuichi was so opposite the pompous ass that was this blonde man, then why the hell was he with him?

Tala’s violet eyes narrowed, it was very unsettling, and it was not his place to set this man straight, but Tala was faced with the odds of staying here…forever…in this body, in this life, with these people. That strange blonde man with guns on his person, that crazy brunette who practically dry humped him with excitement, that red head who seemed to except anything that left Shuichi’s mouth…and that platinum blonde with that look, Tala had an urge so great to slap that annoying face, and so help him he would if the next time he saw that man he even looked at him funny again.

Yes, Tala knew he had to take this at least partially serious if he might always be here, he could probably leave Eiri if this became a permanent situation, but if this boys career was a musician, then Tala would have to learn Japanese. He had comfort in the fact the boy probably could hold a note, so all he had to do was nail the language.

He pushed himself off the glass window and padded across the wooden floor in his socks, barefoot was not an option for him, and Japanese culture seemed to insist on the no shoe rule. He came to the small stereo and looked at the CD stands on either side of the speaker surround sound, Tala crouched down, one knee on the ground and the other bent and to his chest, he leaned and elbow on it and relaxed in this sitting position.

He raised his boyish hand, he’d call it his for now, and then stopped just short of one of the CD’s and glanced to his left to the hallway, he had heard movement. Tala stared at the dark hall with his violet eyes until he was sure nothing would disturb him.

He was lucky that Eiri was some type of serious best seller novelist, so the man had an affinity for plenty of quiet and alone time, Tala could appreciate this of the man, even if he had a ‘slap me’ face just like that other blonde, ‘…ah the brother in law…’ Tala mused thinking how fitting and disturbing it all was.

He started pulling the CD’s outs one by one, just half way so he could see the covers, he didn’t think he’d understand the Japanese. Surprisingly enough he came across a lot of classical English artists and even a French Celine Dion album, Tala smirked at that, Kai had that one too. He’s smile faded and he sighed and pushed it back into the rack.

He was vaguely thinking of how Shuichi looked, trying to memorize this body like he’d known his own, when he pulled a CD from the rack, the face he’d been thinking of was on the cover, Shuichi, in all his glory looking positively photo-shopped and dressed god awfully. Tala shuddered and brought his free hand over his mouth,
“What an atrocity…” he breathed into the hand of the pink haired boy and his eyes looked down at the hand holding the CD, his nails were bitten and jagged.

Tala shuddered again and looked off at the wall for a second, mumbling in Russian into his hand about how he had to help this boy. After a moment of silence he removed the hand from his mouth and used both of them to open the CD and take out the pink disc with a slight frown at the sight. Tala looked at the stereo and a look of complete irritation etched into the youthful face – Japanese Kanji –

He resigned himself to looking at the buttons and deciding their significance, after a moment of surveying he reached up and pushed the button he assumed was the Power and he smiled when the appliance lit up and he reached to press the button he thought was open.

After a moment he had put the CD inside and the play button was apparently a universally understood horizontal triangle, Tala made sure to adjust the volume before pressing play and then the music began softly and it sounded distinctly like some kind of hyper happy techno for a moment before the words kicked in and Tala grimaced, hearing a moment of what he thought was English before a sudden onslaught of Japanese trailed on.

--Blind Game again kanari kireteru Doll

itsuma demo kawaranai yoru o buchikowase

Blind Game Again is a very stubborn doll,

crushing the night that never changes..--

Tala flipped the CD cover over and he frowned, the first song was obviously there, he just couldn’t read it,

“Shit…” he mumbled and flipped it back over, glancing at the two other boys he recognized on the CD cover before pulling the inner booklet out.

It was futile because it was all in kanji and he had no idea if it was even lyrics, Tala was frustrated, if he was going to be propelled into another country at least grant him the native language.

He skipped the song just because he was irritated and a slow happy, sad hip hop like beat came on,

--Orenji iro tsuki yoru ga kuruto kimi no koto o omoi dasu

kakko tsuketa ore no serifu wa hoka no dare kano serifu de

When night comes with the orange light of the moon, I think of you,

like the elegant prose of my words was someone's else.—

Tala pressed stop and took the CD out, as he was putting it back in the rack he heard a door open down the hall but he didn’t look to see, he instead switched the stereo off and continued sitting, taking out another CD and frowning at the crazy hyper brunette looking sexy on the cover.

Tala wrinkled his nose, he had a thing for Japanese men, it was the eyes and the lips, since that was Kai’s most prominent Japanese features and that’s what he was looking at now on this man, who was apparently also famous. It struck Tala in that moment that when he’d been in the studio’s that morning, everyone had been speaking English.

He had understood them all, even though it was accented, it had been English, and he’d have to look into that, since he noted now he probably also had an accent since Shuichi’s dialect was probably Japanese in pronunciation.

“Were you listening to your own music?” Eiri’s voice shattered the moderate silence.
Tala stood up and felt the new limbs he had stretch, it wasn’t painful and Tala figured it was since Shuichi probably sat on the floor often,

“Yeah…” he answered and he was right, he was talking in English and so was Eiri, although Eiri’s was good, his accent was almost clear.

He wouldn’t ask why they spoke in English, he instead chose to just accept this as a break from this crazy phenomenon and look into it later.

Eiri had been standing and watching Shuichi, lift himself off the ground with a light footed grace as opposed to his harsh way he usually moved, Eiri raised an eyebrow and Shuichi turned to face him.

“That’s unusual, you always said you hated the way you sound…” he commented and walked through the unlit lounge into the kitchen which was the only source of light.

Tala watched him and walked leisurely to follow, conversation was not a bad thing,
“I got bored…” ‘…and needed to hear what the fuck this kid sounds like…’ he thought to himself as he leaned in the arch of the kitchen.

Eiri took out a bottle of wine and a single glass and proceeded to find the cork opener and pull the cork out, Tala raised a thin brown eyebrow,

“Rude much.” He said in a un-Shuichi like, condescending manner.

Eiri paused just before pouring it into the glass and he looked at Shuichi, his honey gold eyes focusing sincerely in shock and confusion on Shuichi’s adult facial expression.

He was tempted to ask what the hell was wrong with Shuichi’s face, but opted instead for,

“Excuse me?”

“I said you are rude, Eiri…” Tala said in the sternest voice he could muster from the new vocal cords as he leaned there, “…did it not cross your mind to at least offer.” He asked.

Eiri wasn’t smiling,
“You never drink wine Shuichi…are you doing this just to be annoying?” he said in an irritated voice and proceeded to fill his glass half way with the dark red liquid.

Tala was tempted to rattle off his very acquired vintage wine tastes, but that would obviously not go down well in Shuichi’s place so he sighed,
“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t offer…it only shows how content you are to be a self serving prick.” And the words just rolled off his tongue like he spoke that way as per usual.

And while he didn’t ever refer to Kai as a prick; Tala most certainly never stopped being extremely straight forward and confrontational.

Eiri placed the bottle down on the counter a little harder than necessary and looked at Shuichi with a very pissed off expression, Tala made an exasperated face, which he didn’t realize looked childish on Shuichi’s face, but never the less wound Eiri up pretty tight and as Tala left the arch and walked back into the living room, Eiri followed, his bare feet still lightly walking as he rounded on Shuichi and stood in front of him.

Tala noted this, Kai usually grabbed him when he walked away, usually a little harshly and forcefully to state his dominance and the fact he was the one who called the shots to a certain extent, Tala appreciated that about Kai, strange as it sounded he enjoyed knowing Kai was his man and was proud to be assertive of this fact. Eiri being so –round about- only made it easy for Tala to be cocky, pushing Eiri to be proud was a necessary step in this relationship since it showed, to a certain non violent extent that he cared enough to make Shuichi listen.

But Tala assumed Shuichi usually did the running and begging and listening and it made his skin crawl at that very moment when Eiri spoke in a highly condescending tone,
“Listen brat, if you carry on this way I’ll throw you out.” He threatened in a calm and easy manner, as if it were the norm.

Tala’s anger caused Shuichi’s eye to twitch.

--WHACK—

“You just try it you smug son of a bitch.” Tala lowered Shuichi’s voice to a harsh tone and he glared at Eiri’s stupefied expression as the man’s cheek was glowing a bright red and was adorned with a fresh hand print.

Tala braced himself, when he slapped Kai it would be the point where something was broken, thrown kicked or punched and then Kai would leave quickly, all this was to avoid hitting Tala back, but Tala didn’t know what Eiri would do, so he prepared himself to be hit back, but he somehow knew it wouldn’t come.

Eiri’s mouth that had been slightly opened, closed slowly and his eyes fixed on Tala’s, confidence and maturity was in every fiber of Tala’s soul and sure enough it was glowing in those violet eyes –

-those violet eyes widened in shock when Eiri grabbed him by the shoulders and brought him forward roughly for a kiss, Tala hadn’t been expecting it and found himself caught in a strong grip and with a slick, albeit skilled, tongue exploring his mouth, Eiri tasted of mint.

Tala made a small noise of protest, he was completely shocked and was reeling since he felt so much like he was cheating, this was not Kai’s mouth!

But it isn’t his own mouth…he isn’t Tala…he’s Shuichi…

Eiri pulled back and Tala took a breath and looked into the man’s face, those sun kissed eyes glowing with…adoration?

“Whatever…has gotten into you…Shuichi, I have never wanted you more than I do right now…”

Tala breathed shallowly in shock,
“I…ah!” he shouted as he was grabbed around his waist and pulled into the hall in quick steps he had a hard time keeping up with.

“Eiri…I…”

“Eiri…” it was repeated with a smile, ‘…I like the way you say that…not Yuki, Yuki, Yuki…” he trailed off laughing as he pushed Shuichi’s, apparently not good at resisting strong forces, body into the bedroom.

Tala shivered, he’d woken up there, in this room, in this…alternate universe?

“This is really not…ack!” he hated the voluntary sounds Shuichi’s throat made when in shock.

He was spun around and tossed backward onto the bed that had been newly made at some point when Tala was avoiding this particular room…for this particular reason.

Shuichi+ Eiri + Relationship = inevitable sex, which was the square root of –this can’t be happening!!

He tried to sit up but was distracted as Eiri was slipping his silk shirt off his shoulders and Tala saw a sincere gaze of genuine attraction in the man’s eyes, he’d come to think this type of look wasn’t possible in this egotistical man, but here it was.

Tala felt a pang of guilt, it was Shuichi in physical form, but Eiri wasn’t looking at Shuichi with basic physical attraction…

Whatever has gotten into you…

Tala was inside this body, Tala evoked this reaction from Eiri, not Shuichi, and now Eiri was in that mood and it was very much Tala’s fault. Eiri had thrown his shirt aside and had loosened his pants, right before crawling onto the bed he dropped them to reveal plain white boxer shorts, ‘…oh thank god he’s wearing underwear…’

Tala needed more time to analyze the possible ways to stop this, he could have headache, but that was so sad probably even by Shuichi standards, before he could even consider another lie, Eiri had crawled above him and spoke those ass hole inspired words,

“I know I’ve been neglecting you lately…you’ve been needing my attention, haven’t you, that’s why you’re so uptight…you want me to-”

--CRUNCH—

Tala kneed him in that very specific place that would deflate any man, this was purely out of anger,
“I don’t like you’re tone…” Tala told him with a smirk he couldn’t help.

There was some silence where Eiri huffed and squirmed from the pain above him and Tala closed his eyes and decided he’d have to be Shuichi…while being himself.

“Why have you been neglecting me Eiri…that makes you a really bad lover…” Tala commented absently as Eiri gathered himself and sat up, kneeling just about two feet from him on the bed.

Eiri made a hoarse laughing sound,
“Meh…? A…bahd…luffer?” he was obviously still in pain, but taking Shuichi’s punishment surprisingly well.

After a moment that Tala had just been staring at the attractive practically naked man, trying to decide how far his conscience would allow him to go, Eiri had steadied himself and his voice, his hand no longer cupping his pained groin through his shorts, he ran a hand through his hair and a very sexy smirk appeared on his face,

“Shuichi…you know exactly what a bad lover is…since you are just that, personified.” He said matter of factly and Tala noted this was not just Eiri being prickish…he was being honest.

Tala felt his stomach tighten…he was in the body of a teenager who was no good in bed? This seemed like something he should have considering when piecing Shuichi’s age and immaturity to his personality.

Tala’s irritation was clearly written all over his face since Eiri laughed,

“But you know I’ve gotten passed it…even if I can’t stand the thought of getting head from you since its painfully boring…I’ve adapted to friction and fantasy, it works…”

The condescending bastard returned full force and Tala actually cringed inwardly, how the fuck did Shuichi put up with this shit. Tala’s snatched Shuichi’s hand out and grabbed Eiri’s groin, feeling the cloth covered flesh beneath captured in his hand he applied pressure and Eiri tensed and made a strangled sound of horror.

Tala moved slowly so he was on his knees and he moved forward so his face was, Shuichi’s boyishly good looking face, was directly in front of the slender face of…Shuichi’s…lover,

“Talk to me like that again…” he said in a kind voice that sounded just the right amount of teasing in Shuichi’s voice.

Eiri looked about to get angry but when Tala cocked a threatening eyebrow and tightened his hand a fraction, Eiri let out a shaken breath,
“…your really…not yourself you…know…” he informed and Tala rolled Shuichi’s eyes.

“And who exactly is myself you jerk…some little teenager who you think you can talk shit to and treat like your bitch…” Tala said still in a sweet voice.

“Oh please, you can’t pull this ‘I know what I’m doing’ crap now, it’s a bit late don’t you think…your easy to bed Shuichi…that’s what takes half the excitement out of it…” he said with intent to insult but that didn’t bother Tala, the information behind it did.

Shuichi was easy?

Shuichi was very possibly with Kai.

In Tala’s body…?

Tala + Kai + Relationship = Shuichi’s easy?

“Oh…my…” Tala breathed out and his heart beat was accelerated.

He put Shuichi in his own shoes, in a foreign place, foreign people, thrown into another person’s relationship while being in their body…pretending…needing to pretend.

Tala had let go of Eiri’s groin and he was staring at Eiri without seeing him, Eiri blinked and leaned in, kissing Tala…Shuichi. Tala closed his eyes and he felt the tears lining them, burning his eyes as Eiri’s tongue slipped passed his lips and probed his mouth.

He felt their bodies shift and Eiri laid him on his back, Tala opened his eyes when Eiri started to remove the loose shirt he wore, over his head and Tala just stared at Eiri.

“Don’t look at me like that…you started this little spat…” Eiri said with a playful smile, obviously not deterred or turned off by anything that had happened, “…brat…” he mumbled into Shuichi’s neck and Tala recognized that affectionate tone of voice.

Next to go were the loose pants and underwear and Tala was naked in Shuichi’s skin, Eiri slipped off his boxers and lay atop Tala, his lean body pressed against Shuichi’s lean body, but Tala felt everything, after all, he was in this skin, this was a reaction to the nerves and sensitivities the body he was in reacted to.

The musk scent of Eiri’s skin, nothing like Kai’s but still so overwhelming as that taught muscular body pressed down against Tala,

“Aah…” Tala made the small sound as Eiri bit a nipple on his chest; the feeling was very pleasing if Tala had to be honest.

Since he was half way there, naked and kissed, touched and involved, he couldn’t stop now, it wouldn’t make sense, he was in the bed of two lovers, and he was half of one half of these lovers. Eiri was still leaning over him and Tala felt the lean legs he had pushed apart and raised until around the other man’s waist, Eiri’s arms leaning either side of his head as he kissed Shuichi’s neck.

“Wha…” Tala breathed out and when he felt Eiri’s hand slide over his stomach he calmed down but tensed at the same time. He was used to this so he didn’t think-

“Ar…fuck!” Tala shouted and Shuichi’s voice came out in a strangely whiny voice when Eiri’s two fingers pushed inside of him, Tala tensed but tried desperately to relax, that’s all it took, he just needed to…

Eiri stopped and removed the two fingers he pushed inside of Shuichi’s entrance, Tala’s eyes shot open when he felt Eiri shift and position himself to enter, he pushed his hands against Eiri’s arms either side of his head and Eiri toppled off balance and just managed not to land harshly on Shuichi,
“What the hell is wrong with you!?” he shouted and leaned on his arms again to look into Shuichi’s face.

He saw disbelief in Shuichi’s eyes,
“You didn’t even finish the foreplay…you didn’t even prep me until I was comfortable and you were ready to stick your cock in me!” Tala said in a voice of pure irritation and indignity, “…don’t you give a damn whether I enjoy this at all?” he accused.

Eiri’s face was a classic ‘wtf’ right then and he blinked,
“I…well you…you always cry about the pain and tell me to get on with it, so I always do and you just ride it out and…” Eiri suddenly made his angry face again but Tala didn’t let up with his own as they lied there in that very prone position.

“…but why the hell am I explaining this to you, you cum in like 30 seconds anyway.” He told Tala with that completely honest tone again.

Tala felt irritated by the fact that he was in this inadequate body and situation, what the hell was this Shuichi going to do to his own body?

Eiri seemed to notice the previous tears on Shuichi’s cheeks from Tala’s thoughts of Kai.

“Are you…crying? Shit, you know I hate it when you act like a woman Shuichi…if I wanted a woman then I’d just go out and get one.”
He sighed and leaned on one of his arms as he lied above Tala, Shuichi’s legs were now relaxed either side of Eiri’s lean waist.

Tala made sure Eiri was looking directly at him,
“Woman…? You know what Eiri, I don’t think you know what the fuck your doing, are you even gay?” Tala asked with a serious face, which on Shuichi was somewhat mocking.

Eiri scoffed, but he still didn’t move, he seemed quite comfortable atop Shuichi’s body and from what Tala could feel against his bottom, Eiri was having no trouble maintaining his arousal, from what Tala barely new, maybe this was what was the usual between the two, Shuichi got screwed both literally and figuratively and Eiri walked away satisfied.

“Like you knew anything, anything, about sex at all, let alone gay sex, hell you didn’t even know you were gay until I kissed you.” He said casually.

Tala absorbed this information and retaliated,
“Of course, I remember…” he lied, “…I was confused, at my age that’s plausible, but you, you took advantage of the fact I didn’t know anything so it could be your excuse to suck in bed without me knowing the difference…”

Eiri looked incredulous,
“What! I do not suck in bed Shuichi! You can hardly hang onto your dignity when I fuck you, moaning and screaming like a common-“

“Don’t you say it…” Shuichi’s voice cut into that little insult and Eiri stared into his eyes, they were close and Tala could feel Eiri’s breath on his face.

Tala narrowed his Asian eyes,
“That doesn’t mean I enjoy the pain Eiri, a considerate lover…” Tala’s turned Shuichi’s voice low and sultry, “…would take into account that if I enjoyed the sex more, he would probably as well.” He nudged his nose forward and brushed Shuichi’s pale lips over Eiri’s.

This seemed to stun the older man as he just stayed quiet and seemed kind of suspicious, Tala’s stomach was in knots as he tried to be sexy in this unfamiliar body, but for now he would do something for Shuichi that he couldn’t do for himself…he’d make Eiri so sexually needy that he would not disregard Shuichi’s feelings again…that is unless Shuichi ever took his body back and messed it up…

But for right now Tala pushed it from his mind, he was Shuichi, Eiri was his lover and Eiri needed to learn the value of what he had. The tears for Kai had dried by then and Tala sat up making Eiri move back awkwardly and Tala applied enough strength to push Eiri to the side, and he rolled onto his side.

He got to his knees and slowly slung one of Shuichi’s lean legs over Eiri’s waist so he was straddling him.

Eiri smiled,
“You hardly ever want to be on top…” he mumbled as he looked over Shuichi’s body with obvious lust.

Tala took a moment to look at himself, he looked at Shuichi’s body, it was suitable, the boy was well built and it wouldn’t be hard to make this body sexy.

Tala had already improved the posture and walk of this teenager since he’d inhabited the body. He sat on Eiri’s upper thighs and straightened himself out, lengthening Shuichi’s body slowly, stretching and he tilted Shuichi’s head lightly forward, that horribly pink hair coming to fall messily over the violet eyes he had at his disposal and he looked at Eiri from a downward angle but his eyes looking up,
“How about you just watch and learn…” Tala mumbled, he should teach Eiri how to do this since the man obviously knew only the basics.

It was surprising that neither Eiri nor Shuichi had been decidedly gay, they seemed to just…find each other? This made Tala smiled inwardly, it was almost romantic…almost.

Eiri had just raised his eyebrows by way of response, challenging Tala to do his best; it was going to be tough because Shuichi’s body needed adjusting, in all this time he’d obviously never been prepped correctly so it hurt like hell to be penetrated. Tala leaned down over Eiri, feeling Shuichi’s hair tickling his cheeks as he leaned into kiss the blonde, it was tentative at first since Tala was feeling very anxious but gradually, when Eiri’s hands came up to cup his face, Tala started kissing a bit more passionately, making sure to kiss Eiri properly and the small breathy noise the blonde made into his mouth showed he noticed the vast difference in the kiss.

Tala nervously and discreetly reached a hand down to himself, he could go without lube, he’d done it before, but his own body was different, never the less he touched the small sensitive entrance to this unfamiliar body and began rubbing it in small circles with a single finger. He continued to kiss Eiri and the other seemed content with this and didn’t seem to notice anything else.

Tala slowly eased his finger inside, it was painful, but he bit down on Eiri’s bottom lip lightly as he wiggled his own finger around, easing the tension. Once he’d adjusted and he painfully added a second finger too, Eiri broke the kiss, obviously eager to get on with it, his legs beneath Tala shifted and one thigh came up when he bent his leg, he paused when his thigh brushed Shuichi’s hand and he looked between himself and Shuichi leaning over him to focus on what Shuichi was doing.

“Are you…touching yourself?” he asked not all that surprised.

“No…preparing…” Tala ground out and held his breath as he added a third, letting out a whimper and not able to contain the Russian curse he let slip as he shut his eyes.

“What?” Eiri questioned but Tala ignored him and focused on what he was doing.

It soon began to stop hurting and Tala then probed further, Shuichi’s fingers were not as thin as Tala’s were but they were manageable, he was still leaning above Eiri, poised in what Eiri thought was a very sexy position and he didn’t realize Eiri was watching him with a small smile on his face.

Tala’s eyes shot open and he let out a small gasp once he found Shuichi’s pleasure spot, he brushed it again experimentally and shuddered, breaking out in small goose bumps.

With that he smiled and slid Shuichi’s fingers out, he looked at Eiri,
“Now…I’m ready for you…” he breathed out leaning forward, his mouth against Eiri’s mouth.

Tala had forgotten about Kai for the moment, he was being Shuichi with Eiri.

He sat up and kneeled above the older man, taking Eiri’s very aroused penis in one hand, Tala steadied himself as he moved down to position it for himself.

Eiri’s hands coming up to rest on his waist, not really guiding so much as just touching, Tala thought it was interesting that he was letting him take control.

‘Here we go…’ Tala thought to himself right before opening his mouth in a silent cry of pain as he moved downward on the large erection, feeling Shuichi stretch slowly, every wrinkle of skin on Eiri’s thick length shift passed the ring of muscle. It was hard, it was like being a virgin all over again and Tala was hard pressed not to cry…like he’d done when he lost his own virginity, he didn’t think he deserved to go through this twice.

He was half way down, his legs were now at an angle from lowering his body and he was shaking, his hands pressed into the bed on the sides of Eiri’s lower torso, he was breathing shallowly and trying not to let the tears flow as the muscles were tensing from the burning pain, Tala was willing this new body to relax.

Eiri was watching the pained emotions over the others face and he frowned, leaning up on his elbows,
“Daijoubu desuka Shuichi-chan?”

“Ah…huh?” Tala breathed out in confusion hardly recognizing Shuichi’s name now spoken in with Japanese dialect.

Eiri didn’t repeat and just watched as Shuichi’s face started to relax, Tala was relaxing, the pain was easing but there was still a full half thicker than what he already had inside him.

“Just…just go…” he said decidedly and looked between them to Eiri’s half sheathed erection,
“You sure?”
“Yes…” he said and braced himself for what came next.

One quick upward thrust of Eiri’s hips and Tala bounced upward and cried out, pulling the sheets up as he clenched Shuichi’s fingers into them.

It pained, throbbed and burned all at once, Eiri was breathing lightly, probably from feeling the quick friction and tight hot insides of Shuichi’s body. There was silence, only breathing could be heard as Tala relaxed again, his eyes had shut and he slid them open and watched Shuichi’s finely muscled body, he relaxed so he sat down on Eiri.

It was all down to adjusting, after the first time it got easier, it hurt significantly less, this would be the same, he knew it would and he looked at Eiri, Tala was surprised at the fond smile he managed when looking at the blonde,

“Thanks…” he breathed and Eiri just blinked before sitting up so he was almost eye level with Shuichi, he kissed him, Tala could feel his lips were swollen so when Eiri kissed them it was cooling and gentle.

Tala started moving, Shuichi’s legs proved to be very fit as he moved upward and then dropped down, and Eiri’s breath hitched as they kissed after the first few steady movements. But Tala changed pace; now that the pain had all but disappeared he could focus on the task at hand. He went up again, resting his hands on Eiri’s shoulders and when he went down he did it slowly, feeling Eiri slide against the inner walls of Shuichi’s body.

Was it wrong that Tala wanted to enjoy sex the way he had it usually?

He didn’t pay much attention to Eiri now, gripping the broad shoulders of the other man and moving at his will, up slowly, down hard, up quickly, down quickly, up…almost all the way out and slowly down.

“Aahh…” Tala made an almost inaudible noise and Eiri looked at Shuichi’s face, his head leaned slightly to the side, his violet eyes open half way and completely glazed over, Eiri wasn’t complaining because it felt great, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that Shuichi just wasn’t…Shuichi.

His hands held tightly onto Shuichi’s familiar thin waist and he lied back as Shuichi’s body was suddenly moving with amazing precision, every time he moved down Eiri felt his erection move deeper into Shuichi and every time he noticed Shuichi made sure he felt the movement to its fullest.

But the concentration on the boys face was not normal, Shuichi never focused that hard on anything, he usually just let go completely.

Eiri heard himself moan as the pace Shuichi moved at increased but he couldn’t hear a sound from Shuichi, no moaning or screaming or whining, it was just breathing and he could see the bottom lip of his lover being abused by his teeth and Shuichi’s eyes closed as he moved.

Eiri’s own eyes were opening and closing as the pleasure coursed through him but he wanted so badly to watch this rare sight of Shuichi, the light from the outside balcony casting a light glow on the pink haired teen, he looked so adult all of a sudden and it scared Eiri.

Eiri suddenly realized he had done nothing, he was laying there like Shuichi usually did and even though he was pretty sure that he would cum very soon he had to do something, he started bucking upward and he heard a small noise come from Shuichi and suddenly it was a different atmosphere completely.

It was so silent, the lights off which usually Shuichi complained about, and there was no complaining, no interference. There was breathing, shallow erratic breathing from both of them, quick fast focused movements, friction, sweat, skin, Shuichi’s knuckles turning white as he gripped the sheets…this was just sex, there was no intimacy, not even the small awkward intimacy he and Shuichi usually shared.

“Ah…stop moving!” Shuichi’s voice came out in a tight strained voice as his hands released the sheets and pressed against Eiri’s abdomen, pushing him down into the bed and ceasing his thrusting, Eiri wanted to actually ask why but all that left his mouth was a breathy moan that surprised even himself.

Shuichi was somehow humping and grinding at the same time, it was in his hip movements, up-down around, forward-backward…Eiri got lost and he grit his teeth as he was unable to stop another moan from leaving his throat. He looked at Shuichi, he was barely managing to hold on…this was a miracle, Shuichi would usually have cum four times by now, but here Eiri was, struggling to stop himself as Shuichi rode him like an expert.

And then it happened, he watched Shuichi’s violet eyes open for moment and his face flush the brightest pink he’d ever seen it, that pink mass of hair sticking to his forehead and Shuichi’s mouth opened into the shape of a slight ‘O’, no sound came out but as those violet eyes slid closed Shuichi came, his jagged nails digging into Eiri’s abs as the white hot liquid shot from the smaller erection and landed over the lean expanse of Eiri’s lower torso.

He let go as well, for once he was able to come with, if not after, Shuichi and he had to admit that it was far more enjoyable to cum just as Shuichi’s inner walls contracted tightly around him, instead of feeling it several times before he was ready to cum himself.

The orgasm for Eiri was far more powerful as he closed his own eyes and his hands tightened on Shuichi’s waist, the boy still moving slowly up and down but much less now.

It was over and they remained that way, Eiri’s hands now resting on Shuichi’s thighs and Shuichi sitting on him, the hands on his stomach relaxed and no longer digging into his skin. They didn’t say anything, both still enjoying the orgasm and the silence.

A good five minutes elapsed before Tala sniffed, he wasn’t crying, his body’s exhaustion and exertion was just catching up to him now.

Shuichi’s body…the body he was using, was quite fit and so when Tala lifted himself with his legs and allowed Eiri’s penis, now soft, to slip from him, he didn’t feel much strain on his legs. Tala’s own legs were fit but it still used to be far shakier when he would try to move afterward.

Eiri opened his eyes and watched Shuichi, who seemed extremely relaxed and calm, completely unlike anything Eiri had ever known of this boy, as he moved to lay down beside him in the small space on the bed.

Eiri moved from the center, making more space for Shuichi to lay and he rolled over to face him, Shuichi did the same, Tala was lying with a hand under his cheek, still warm and flushed and he stared into Eiri’s eyes as they lay there facing each other.

The darkness in the room took the sparkle out of Eiri’s eyes and he seemed so plain now, but still attractive. Tala reached up and ran a hand through Shuichi’s pink hair and averted his gaze from the other man.

“I have to see my publicist tomorrow so you’ll have to take the subway to work…unless you think you can get up at six.” Eiri spoke in a normal tone.

Tala took this as the usual, he and Kai often spoke in bed before and after, and even sometimes during if both of them were distracted enough, it was a couple thing,

“I’ll be up…” he spoke and Eiri noticed how tiny and withdrawn Shuichi sounded.

Eiri didn’t believe him but due to recent changes he decided to give Shuichi the benefit of the doubt, he nodded even though Shuichi wasn’t looking at him but at the ceiling and then he rolled over and pulled the sheets over himself,
“I’ll wake you then…”

Tala spared the man’s back a glance and when he was sure Eiri wouldn’t turn over he swallowed the lump in his throat, he wanted to wake up…he wanted to wake up in his bed with the man he loved. Tala sighed, deciding that crying was pointless at this point; his last hope would be that falling asleep in the bed would allow him to wake up in his own.

Alrighty then!

Yeah! I did it! I did it! I made a nice fat chapter…of Tala and Eiri.

Now…I’ve decided that to be fair to both sides, I’ll alternate chapters, so like this one was on Tala and Eiri, the next one will be on Shuichi and Kai! Sound good? I hope so!

I enjoyed writing this, I got to throw a little more of my own insight on Eiri into this, however small it was X) Don’t just read! Please review! Please please! I really appreciate it :)