I haven't updated this in so long..it's embarrassing, quite frankly. But I'm back and I'll do my very best to update this weekly. Thank you for the many, many views this has gotten and thanks to kurie tibiti, one of my readers who sent me a consoling and wonderful message in my time of need. This chapter is dedicated to her.

Warning! This chapter contains rape/non-con. This site is quite restrictive when it comes to how graphic sex can be, so it isn't horribly graphic, but it's still non consensual sex. I warned you before this story began but there will also be a warning within the chapter before the sex begins just incase you have any second thoughts.

I own nothing aside from Yamamoto and any other original characters I introduced. Shuichi, Yuki, and any other Gravitation character I introduce belongs to the creator of Gravitation.

Enjoy!

If I Had You

Chapter 3

Shuichi's pink eyes shined with hope at the thought of Yuki finally being able to rescue him. He knew he was overreacting; that there were probably many blondes who styled their hair like Yuki.

But he held onto the hope that it was indeed his Yuki that had come to save him.

But, before he could call out to 'Yuki', he felt a hand grope his ass harshly before yanking him close and then throwing him onto the bed.

Shocked, he looked up and saw Yamamoto grinning down at him menacingly. The pink haired star squirmed, but his resistance proved futile.

"Yama! Stop!" Shuichi cried out in pain as Yamamoto's jaws sunk into the delicate flesh of his neck.

The teenager screamed as they sunk deeper, though it softened to a whimper when a wet, slick tongue was run over the wound.

"Calm down, Shu-chan..." whispered Yamamoto, tracing the letter 'Y' on Shuichi's pale and exposed stomach. "...show your lover some respect."

"You're NOT my lover!" The pink haired youth protested angrily, raising a hand to slap the man on top of him, though he was quickly subdued.

Yamamoto didn't give him a verbal response. He just continued roaming his hands all over the boy's body, grinning when Shuichi cried out as he pinched a nipple harshly.

"You're more vocal than I remember, Shu-chan." Yamamoto remarked matter-of-factly. He grinned sadistically, "Did Yuki teach you?"

"S-S-Shut up!" Shuichi growled defiantely, looking his ex straight in the eye. "You don't know a thing about us!"

Yamamoto snarled ferally and leaned closer, his lips touching Shuichi's ear. "If you don't shut up, expect fists flying instead of..."

Shuichi was glad the man trailed off. Had he not, he probably would've thrown up, and then Yamamoto would've been even angrier. The pink haired star's thoughts clouded over as he felt a hand slip into his pants, hot breath ghosting over his ear.

"Does this feel good?" Yamamoto's voice sounded dark; menacing, even, yet still managed to be seductive and alluring. But Shuichi refused to give in to his body's desires.

He loved Yuki, and he wouldn't give another man the pleasure of touching him!

"Let go off me you bastard!" Shuichi screamed, attempting to kick the man's hand out of his pants. But Yamamoto only lunged forward and enveloped the youth's lips in a kiss, his lips curling into a smirk as he pulled away.

"You might as well give up now, Shuichi." Yamamoto sneered. "There isn't any way for you to escape, even if you did kick me in the balls or something."

"Like you would have any." mumbled Shuichi under his breath, pink eyes narrowed in a glare.

"What was that?"

"I said, LIKE YOU WOULD HAVE ANY!" The pinkette shouted angrily, spitting on Yamamoto's face defiantly. He didn't care what happened to him. If he left this bloody and battered, so be it. But he couldn't tell Yuki he'd just submitted like a whore.

He couldn't.

And wouldn't.

"So you want to play tough, do you?" Shuichi tried not to gulp from the sadistic, angry tone Yamamoto's voice held. Instead, he continued glaring definitely and allowed his lips to curl into a snarl.

"Do your worst. You don't scare me."

Yamamoto looked stunned at the boy's bold statement, though he quickly recovered and responded with nothing but a grin full of lust. Shuichi mentally readied himself, or so he tried to do, but the blonde sitting on his waist wasn't about go easy on him.

((WARNING! PAST THIS LINE IS RAPE OR NON CONSENSUAL SEX. IF YOU DISLIKE THIS, I SUGGEST SCROLLING UNTIL YOU SEE THE WORDS 'ALL CLEAR' IN BOLD BLACK LETTERING))

Yamamoto's hands quickly continued roaming Shuichi's body.

One yanked his pants off, while the other ripped the shirt off into shreds upon the floor. Shuichi blinked in amazement at Yamamoto's strength, but soon his eyes were wide with pain when he felt teeth clamp down on his nipple harshly. The boy howled and tried to kick the man away, but he ignored the younger male and continued his assault.

His hot tongue swirled around Shuichi's now pert nipple, sucking at it and nibbling at the tip. Shuichi bit his lip, holding back a moan he knew Yamamoto would mistake for a moan of pleasure, although it would be out of pain (though it would be a lie if Shuichi said his body wasn't enjoying this, though he certainly wasn't).

"S-S-Stop..." The pink haired singer mumbled, his voice trailing off due to the pain being inflicted on his body.

Yamamoto ignored him and grinned when his eyes meet Shuichi's boxers. The pinkette caught the man looking at his underwear and blushed furiously, lunging forward in denial, but Yamamoto shoved him to the bed again and used his own shirt to tie Shuichi to the posts. Grinning at his fast work, his lusty gray eyes traveled towards the younger male's boxers once again.

Before Shuichi could open his mouth to protest, the silky black boxers lay on the floor on the side of the bed. Yamamoto, with an almost forlorn look in his eyes, stared at his Ex. The boy was looking at him with pleading wide eyes, begging him not to go so far as to hurt him like this. Sighing, Yamamoto begin to remove his body from on top of Shuichi's.

But...

"You thought I'd give you up?"

Shuichi gasped as he felt his length being enveloped by a warm, wet cavern. A tongue swirled over his base and teased it, sending shivers of both pleasure and fear up Shuichi's bare back.

Yamamoto grinned when he felt the youth below him quake and quickly flipped the boy over, not allowing him to come. Shuichi noticed Yamamoto spitting onto his hands and stroking his own length while moaning and looking at Shuichi the whole time. The boy's eyes widened.

"Don't! Please! Don't!"

Shuichi screams could be heard echoing through the building, and some of the thugs even bowed their heads in slight sympathy, knowing Yamamoto was taking something Yuki hadn't yet taken from him.

Shuichi's virginity.

"Sorry, sweetness, but that's the way things are sometimes." Yamamoto whispered without an sense of remorse or regret. And, without warning, he entered a finger.

Shuichi's face twisted with agony as he clutched the bed sheets, sobbing into the white covers hysterically. Yamamoto ignored the tears and entered a second finger, a twisted grin appearing on his face when Shuichi withered with pain and suffering. Yamamoto thought it was with pleasure, but he was far too blinded by his lust.

When Shuichi felt the fingers remove themselves, his eyes widened with thankfulness, thinking Yamamoto had rethought things over and was reconsidering having sex with the unwilling star.

Until...

Something far, far larger than two fingers entered him. His screams were loud enough to shatter glass had his mouth not been covered by Yamamoto's sweaty and musty smelling hand. Shuichi would've bit on it, had he not been in so much agony.

((ALL CLEAR! ALL SEXUAL ACTIVITY IN THIS CHAPTER IS OVER))

When the older man pulled out, he leaned forward to speak with Shuichi, but the boy had passed out, tears still soaking the covers that lay beneath his wet face.

Despite his ex lover's sorrowful and pained expression, Yamamoto thought it was simply because he'd used no lube. Mumbling an apology, he drew the covers over Shuichi and walked away, glancing at the boy once more before exiting the room with a frown.

"Yuki?"

His secretary's worried voice broke his thoughts. Her auburn hair was disheveled and her blue eyes were troubled and clouded with worry, which, if Shuichi was at home and safe, would be filled with cheer or mirth.

"Kagura." Yuki began, eying his secretary carefully. The woman looked at him, all ears. "Do you know a man by the name of Yamamoto Hikentoki?"

"I used to work with him." Kagura frowned. "Why do you ask?"

"I thought so." The blonde's blue eyes flashed with hatred before returning to their previous look of controlled (albeit barely) anger. "He's the one who kidnapped Shuichi. He's his ex, supposedly."

Kagura raised an eyebrow and laid her clip board down quickly. "But why would he go so far as to kidnap him?"

"He really 'loves' him." answered Yuki, his voice softer than usual. "I wonder if Shuichi feels the same way..."

"Yuki, that isn't like you to say such a thing." The auburn haired woman spoke gently, placing a consoling hand over Yuki's shaking ones. "He loves you more than anything else in this world. Why would you ever think otherwise?"

"They really did like each other." The blonde sighed reluctantly, a tinge of hesitance lingering in his voice. Kagura stared at him for a moment before frowning with agitation.

"Yuki, this isn't like you."

"Believe it or not, I just want Shuichi to be happy, even if he is a brat." Yuki confessed, golden eyes sparkling with slight emotion. It was obviously hard for him to say such a thing. Showing emotion was something he'd been taught not to do.

"He's happiest with you." Kagura replied with a small smile. "Haven't you seen the way he looks at you, Yuki? Even if you can be cold to him sometimes, he obviously loves you with all of his heart and soul. Why would you want to take that away from him?"

"Because I treat him like dirt."

Yuki's answered stunned the woman. The blonde, though he was occasionally extra harsh with the boy, treated him well in terms of their relationship and didn't abuse him in any way. Kagura placed a hand over her heart, knowing Yuki's problem wasn't just momentary.

He was blaming himself for Shuichi's disappearance. He probably thought Shuichi had run away out of hatred for him, thinking the pink haired youth was done with their relationship.

Could she convince him otherwise?

Kagura is heavily based on the Kagura from Inuyasha. She's one of the few girls from Inuyasha I like, and so, I figured I'd base a character off of her. She's an Original Character and won't appear very much. I'm considering adding Hiroshi or K somewhere within the story so they can be together, or just because I need more background characters in general.

I know this chapter is horrible, but I've been away for awhile and did my best to make this as long as I could. I've been through a lot lately and a lot of drama is happening in my house so bear with me and don't give me hate reviews.