By: Amy Yu

On: March 5, 2002

Comatose Dreams

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of its characters. This fic is written for purposes of amusement only. I am not gaining any profits from this. Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda...

Warnings: Shounen ai Eiri+Shuichi. As for other warnings, if you were okay with reading “It All Happened on a Rainy Day”, then this shouldn’t be a problem, so read and see.

Author’s Note: This is the sequel to “It All Happened on a Rainy Day”. I didn’t want to make this into another multi-part fic like I did with a Gundam Wing fic a while back, but it looks like it’s going to turn out that way.

Here’s my second Gravitation fic:

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Darkness surrounded him when he opened his eyes. Sounding like a young child, the once assertive Eiri Yuki was barely able to whisper, “Where am I?” As he squinted his unseeing eyes as hard as he could without any results. The eerie silence and the complete darkness were beginning to frighten him as the coldness of his surroundings felt like they were slowly seeping into his soul.

“So, you’re finally awake. I have been waiting over 16 years to have this chance to have a good talk with you.” A comforting masculine voice spoke out of the seemingly empty black void.

Eyes opening wide from fear, Eiri shivered at the sound of this voice, which seemed so familiar, yet the face that it belonged to escaped his mind. “Wh-who are you?” He whispered. This time even quieter than before.

A joyful laugh greeted his ears as the mystery man behind the voice approached Eiri from behind and lightly placed his hands on Eiri’s shoulders. Leaning forward, the man whispered into Eiri’s ear, “Are you sure you don’t remember me? We used to spend so much time together when you were younger. We always used to enjoy reading great pieces of literature together. That is, until you killed me.”

Feeling as though his heart had stopped beating for a moment, Eiri tried to get away from this spirit of the past, but his body was frozen in place with dread. It did not matter anyway, for the unrelenting ghost from Eiri’s frightening childhood had a grasp on Eiri and would not let go no matter what. He has not let go since the day his body died over 6 years ago. Always holding on with an iron grip, making sure that Eiri would never get away.

Fighting back tears that have not been shed for over a decade, Eiri’s whole body quivered as he desperately held on to the last piece of composure left in him. This should not be affecting him so strongly. He had dealt with the nightmares that haunted him every night since he was 16 with cool calm confidence. This was not any different, right?

Eiri saw the man finally come into his view and if at all possible; his eyes grew even wider.

“What’s the matter Eiri-kun? You look like you’ve seen a ghost” This was the reply that answered the look of pure horror on Eiri’s face.

Finding his voice, Eiri squeaked, “Yuki...Sempai, how...” as he looked upon the ever smiling face of his formerly beloved American tutor.

“How can you see me? How can I possibly be here when I’m supposed to be dead?” The ghostly smile finished Eiri’s sentence. “You didn’t really think that I would leave you alone just because you killed me, now did you?”

“Why can’t you just leave me be? I didn’t want to kill you. If you hadn’t pushed me to it, I would never have done it.” Eiri whimpered. All the suppressed memories came flooding back. He could feel the hands touching him, tearing at his clothes and ruining his life in a matter of minutes. These were the memories that he had been trying to escape from for the last eight years. Memories that have caused him to have uncountable numbers of nightmares each of which had chilled him to the core.

A smirk found its way onto Yuki’s face. He seemed to almost thrive of the fear that he installed in his former student. “But you still did it. It doesn’t matter if you meant it or not, you were the one who grabbed the gun. You were the one who pulled the trigger. It is your fault because no matter what the circumstances were, you are the reason that I am dead and you are the one that must suffer for it.”

“But haven’t I been through enough? Please, just leave me alone. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...” Eiri pleaded hoping for some mercy from this ghost of his past. He understood that what he had done was wrong, but he also understood that he had gone through years of torture inside his mind because of it.

“I still have to make you suffer. After all, it’s not fair that you’re still alive and I’m going to make sure that I destroy you. When I’m done with you, your fans will loathe you, your friends will be ashamed to be associated with you, your family will thwart you and that little pink haired boy that you seem so attached to? He will hate you with his entire being.” The hateful spirit continued, “You haven’t suffered nearly enough for what you did. Eiri Uesugi, I am going to be the cause of your downfall and I am going to enjoy every moment of it.”

Hugging his knees tightly to his chest, Eiri buried his face in his arms and cried. For the first time in 6 years, Eiri let down all his emotional barriers and cried.

~*~*~*~

Seated beside Eiri’s hospital bed, Shuichi watched Eiri’s sleeping face. So peaceful it seemed. Not a trace of the internal battle with a spirit of the past could be seen.

Shuichi had sat there for days since the incident, never moving from that position beside Eiri’s bed, except to go to the washroom. Meals were eaten in that chair and at night, he slept in that chair. He wanted to be the first person that Eiri saw when he woke up. He knew that Eiri was not in control of himself when Eiri approached him in the kitchen so many days ago. He felt it in his heart that Eiri loved him and would never hurt him. This was what gave him the determination to stay by Eiri’s side for so long. It hurt him when they fought, but making up afterwards was always worth it.

This fight was worse than either of them could have ever imagined and Shuichi was sure that when Eiri awoke from his comatose dreams, they would make up and all will be well again. Everything will turn out fine; it just had to. With these uplifting thoughts coursing through his mind, Shuichi sat and waited for Eiri to open his eyes and waited and waited and waited.

1 TBC