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I do not own Gravitation or any of its characters. I just love them to no end and have a very twisted imagination. Please be aware that I am extremely poor so suing me will do you no good. Thanks.

Warning: Lemon Yaoi / Explicit Language / Angst / Rape / Violence / AU

Pairings: Yuki x Shuichi / Possible Ryuichi x Tatsuha / Hiro x Ayaka / K x Sakano / Tohma x Mika

FYI: Inner thoughts -- [ Flashback ]

Author’s Notes: Well guys, here’s the first chapter of Beautiful Stranger. Things get pretty interesting as a glimpse of what Shuichi’s gone through in the past is revealed. Major angst there, I hope you like it. Also, Shuichi’s first encounter with Yuki comes to pass and will be the commencement of their turbulent yet intertwined fate.
Okay, that’s it for now. So enjoy the fic and please review!

Thanks,
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Beautiful Stranger

Chapter 1 - Destiny's Crossing

Shuichi walked another three blocks before he was finally able to get close enough to the blonde man he had been forced to follow. Damn, I really don’t want to do this.

The feeling of unease that had washed over him when he’d first seen the stranger was now nearly choking him, getting worst with every step he took. And even though he was close enough to extract the blonde’s wallet, Shuichi couldn’t make himself move forward to accomplish his task.

He felt torn.

An insane part of him wanted to runaway in the opposite direction, to forget that he’d ever seen the stranger. But the rational and scared shitless part of him knew that if he failed to bring back a decent take by the end of the day, Nao would punish him severely. Shuichi shivered as he continued to walk behind the blonde. He’ll hurt me again just like before.

Shuichi knew that Nao watched him closely, more so than the others and it scared him. Shuichi wrapped his arms around his waist as he remembered how those dark brown eyes would stare at him like a lion hunting his prey, ready to devour him at the first given opportunity.

Shuichi blinked, snapping back to reality as he realized he’d lost sight of his target. "Oh, shit." Fear coursed through him as he began to frantically look around him. Relief washed over him like a tidal wave when he spotted the blonde across the street near a music shop.

The blonde entered the shop and Shuichi was finally able to breathe. My God, I almost lost him. Dammit, Shuichi, what the hell are you doing? Do you want to get in trouble again?

Shuichi leaned back against the wall of the brick building across from the store. Tired and still a little nervous from his close call, Shuichi ran a shaky hand across his face. If he didn’t get this over with soon, Nao would send Toru after him and if that happened ... I’ll really be in deep shit.

Unwillingly, Shuichi’s thoughts strayed to a moment in his life that he would rather not remember. But his mind didn’t listen to his commands pushing further into the maze that held his memories.

[ "I’m sorry, Nao," Shuichi pleaded as he laid on his stomach naked with his arms strapped over his head to the headboard. His legs too were bound and spread open for the world to see. He pulled frantically at his binds, not caring that he was rubbing his skin raw. He couldn’t stand being restricted of movement like this and he was going into a panic. "Please, please Nao. Let me go. I won’t make the same mistake again. I swear." His voice broke on the last words, but Shuichi had no pride left at the moment. He had to get free.

Nao smirked as he ran a slender hand over Shuichi’s bare thigh. "Do you really think that such an act of stupidity will go unpunished, my Shuichi?"

‘My Shuichi’—Nao always called him that, making it quite clear to everyone including Shuichi that he was the man’s possession, his property. Shuichi’s only purpose was to serve this man, to do whatever the man wished of him. For Shuichi to have given an opinion, to have stepped up and defended another one of Nao’s ‘possessions’ was unheard of. It was an act of disobedience. And no one disobeyed Nao. But that’s what he had done. He had tried to save another boy from taking full responsibility for a botched up job. The boy had been new and under Shuichi’s tutelage. If the boy had screwed up, then it was also his fault that the job had gone wrong. They were both to blame and Shuichi hadn’t been able to stand by and let Nao place all of the fault on the other boy. So he’d opened his big mouth.

"Please," Shuichi whispered, closing his eyes as a hand slid across his buttocks and a finger rubbed along his entrance. His heart began to beat faster and he began to tremble in fear. He was scared. Never before had he been so scared, not even when he’d found himself alone on the streets.

Nao was known to force himself among his ‘possessions’, to use his property to satisfy his every carnal need. But never had the man touched Shuichi before now. A part of him had always known that this day would come and now it had.

Shuichi gasped as the finger entered him. His hands fisted and the muscles in his shoulders tensed as the digit plunged in and out of him roughly. He cried out when another finger was inserted along with the other; the painful stretching of his entrance a mere prelude of what was to come. He was crying now, his every breath a heave of sorrow and utter fear.

“Please, stop! Nao, please!" Shuichi pleaded as he yet again pulled at the straps, trying desperately to free himself. His struggles were in vain, however, as the straps only tightened even more, drawing blood from his abraded skin.

"You’re a virgin, aren’t you, my Shuichi?" Nao asked, his voice holding a pleased note. "This will be even more enjoyable."

The finger’s suddenly retreated and Shuichi moved his legs forward until he was able to bring his knees up under him as much as the straps would allow. Breathing heavily, feeling his heart pounding against his chest, Shuichi teary eyes widened as he heard the shuffling of clothes behind him. "No ... please, Nao.” Shuichi shook his head. “Please don’t. I beg you. I beg you!"

Nao laughed; the sound a mixture of anger and malevolence. "You really are a foolish little ingrate, aren’t you? To think that you could disobey me in front of the others and not receive a sentence of punishment."

Hands grabbed his hips from behind as a knee spread his legs apart and Shuichi jerked in fear. "No!"

He could feel Nao’s warm and naked body pressing against him, could feel the man’s erection rubbing along his entrance. Agony swept through him, causing him to cry out when Nao’s member entered him in one hard stroke. The straps pulled, tightening the leather even more around his already bleeding wrists as Shuichi arched his back in mindless pain. He was being torn in two as Nao’s hard erection continued its relentless thrusts.

Nao pushed him down by his hair, pressing Shuichi’s face into the mattress. The penetration grew deeper and Shuichi’s face contorted in a commix of pain and despair.

His shoulders were screaming in agony as his arms protested their immobility, as his body was taken mercilessly, but Shuichi was beyond pain now, his mind no longer registering what was being done to him. He’d retreated, runaway to a dark place in his mind where nothing could hurt him. His violet eyes, wet with tears, stared at the wall ahead, unseeing and unblinking as his body jerked under Nao’s hands.

"Now you’re truly mine, my Shuichi," groaned Nao as he climaxed.

Shuichi felt the man’s seed pour into him, felt the sting as the man’s erection left his body and his eyes blinked once again. Was it over? He asked himself, his mind foolishly resurfacing from its safe haven. Would Nao untie him and let him go now?

The bed moved as Nao left the bed and Shuichi closed his eyes in relief. They opened the instant he heard something whistle through the air. "Ahhhhh!!!!" Shuichi screamed as back arched off of the bed; white exploding before his eyes and pain spreading along his skin.

Once again he heard a whistle through the air a second before pain bloomed across his back once more.

"Did you think your punishment was over?" Nao asked as he pulled the whip away from Shuichi’s back. "You disobeyed me, impugned my authority and mere repentance will never suffice." The whip once again arched through the air. "You must bleed."

Shuichi’s body jerked with every lash he received. Tears trailed down his face as he tried not to give in to the pain, tried not to scream from the agony coursing throughout his body. But as the lashes continued to claw at his back, breaking skin until he was raw and bleeding, Shuichi was unable to hold back his cries for long.

His back felt as if it were on fire and Shuichi’s vision began to fade as unconsciousness beckoned; almost like a black box closing around him. And he was begging it to hurry its decent over him. He wanted to enter that void of nothingness, where he would feel no more pain, where he would no longer remember what Nao had done and was doing to him.

The whip once again descended upon him like a sharp razor dancing along his skin and then there was… Nothing. ]

The wind blew and Shuichi blinked when he felt its gentle touch over his skin. He felt his cheeks tingle and only then did he realize that he was crying. Angrily, Shuichi used his sleeve to dry his face. Shit—Stop that, Shuichi. You’re always crying!

It had been his fault. He’d instigated Nao’s anger and had paid dearly for it. It’s in the past anyway. So stop crying about it. You can’t change what happened … Just forget that it did. Forget, forget, forget!

Shuichi took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself. His eyes widened and he nearly jumped out of his clothes when he realized that he’d lost track of time for a few precious minutes. Oh, shit!

Looking from side to side as he crossed the street, making sure that no one was watching him, Shuichi walked over to the music store’s large display windows. As inconspicuously as possible, Shuichi leaned forward and peered inside the small shop. Relief nearly choked him when his violet eyes caught sight of the blonde at the register. God, I would’ve lost him for sure.

The blonde turned to move to the door and Shuichi jumped back and rounded the corner of the building into the alleyway found there. Carefully, he looked over the wall and watched as the stranger exited the store. Shuichi waited a few seconds, letting a distance grow between them before he moved to follow.

He grimaced when his stomach growled fiercely. Man, I’m hungry! Shuichi reached into his pockets and cursed when all he could find was bubble gum wrapper. Crap! I’m totally broke. He cursed again when he realized that he’d given Toru ‘all’ of his money, including his personal cash, which hadn’t been much to begin with, in his haste to satisfy Nao. Smart, really smart. Now he really had to get the guy’s wallet.

Shuichi walked behind the blonde man for another two blocks until he was finally in reach of his goal. Okay, Shuichi. You can do this.

The stranger, who was now standing near a newspaper stand perusing a magazine, was in perfect position. He took a deep breath and moved closer to the unsuspecting man. When he was close enough, Shuichi reached out with a steady hand toward the man’s side pocket. Steady … Keep it steady, Shuichi. Almost there…

His violet eyes darted from side to side, making sure that he wouldn’t be spotted and Shuichi swallowed nervously as his fingers finally closed around the edges of the wallet. With his mouth slightly parted and the tip of his tongue sticking out from the corner of his lips, Shuichi attempted to make the final pull.

"Hey, you!" he heard a man call out. "What are you doing over there?"

Shit! Panicked, Shuichi made the last pull with little finesse and lifted the wallet.

"What the fuck?" a rich and deep baritone voice cursed.

The stranger began to turn and Shuichi quickly jumped away, running across the street. Horns blew and cars shrieked to a stop as Shuichi ran through traffic. I’m gonna die!

But he didn’t as he managed by some miracle to get to the other side of the street alive. Panting his ass off, he rushed into the crowd ahead.

"Goddammit! Get back here, you little sonofabitch!" the stranger called out.

His voice is so sexy, he thought distantly as he ran deeper into the crowd. What—Snap out of it, you idiot! You’re having an asthma attack because of him and you’re thinking about his voice? Jeez!

He could hear footsteps running up behind him and he looked back briefly. His eyes widened as he caught sight of the angry blonde trying to catch up to him. "Oh, shit!" he cursed as he turned his head back around. Although panting, Shuichi picked up speed. Come on, skinny legs. Don’t fail me now!

To his dismay, the streets were not only packed with people but because of some parade he’d run into, most of the streets were blocked off by merchants and even worst, there were cops everywhere. Dammit, where can I go?

He spotted an another alleyway to his left and changed direction without slowing down. Shuichi skidded and swayed on one leg as he tried to maneuver the turn. Balance! Oh, God! Balance!

Thankfully, he made it into the alleyway without breaking a leg. Shuichi’s footsteps echoed throughout the dim area as his feet splashed through the puddles of water on the ground. His heart slammed into his chest when he heard a twin echo resounding along the brick walls. Dammit! Can’t he just give it up? Shuichi ran faster, knowing that he would be caught if he didn’t get to the end of the alleyway.

"Shit!" he cursed as a wall came into view directly in front of him. Dead-end!

Would he be able to make it over in time? The stranger was fast. And although Shuichi’s steps were lighter and faster due to his slender frame, the stranger appeared to have the stamina to actually catch up to him. No! I can’t give up. I’m younger! I’m faster! The wall grew higher and higher as he came closer. But goddammit, I’m short! Craaap!!

Shuichi nearly slipped on a wet piece of paper lying on the pavement as he approached the wall. He stumbled, hurting his ankle as he tried to keep himself from falling. He didn’t fall but he knew that he’d just given the blonde a few more inches on him. Dammit, move Shuichi!

Finally at the wall, Shuichi jumped up, using his momentum to carry him high onto the wall. He could hear the stranger’s running footfalls close behind him and he pushed himself harder. I have to make it! He pressed the soles of his sneakers against the wall and reached up with his hands, latching onto the top of the concrete barrier. His ankle hurt him but Shuichi ignored it, concentrating his every effort into climbing the wall.

He was almost to the top when a strong hand clamped over his already injured ankle. Shuichi hissed and his eyes widened as he was ripped away from the wall. His shoulder as it hit the wall on his way down and Shuichi howled in pain. The ground rushed up to meet him and he swung his hands in front of him in hopes of softening his fall. Stars exploded before Shuichi’s eyes as his head struck the hard pavement. On his side, totally dazed, Shuichi moaned as he tried to regain his senses.

"Goddamn little thief. I should have your sorry ass arrested," the blonde said in between breaths, his voice a mixture of calm and cold.

Shuichi opened his eyes and blinked in shock as a pair of golden eyes came into focus. It took him a few seconds, but his mind finally registered what the blonde man had said. Arrested?!

Immediately alert, Shuichi stilled as he waited for an opportunity to flee. Like you could really haul ass now. You can’t even move. But he had to try. Despite the pain he was in, he had to find a way to get up and run. He wasn’t about to let himself get arrested.. No way am I going to jail.

Shuichi startled when the stranger straightened, wallet in hand, to loom over Shuichi. He looked up at the man’s long form and although he was in pain, Shuichi couldn’t help but admire the blonde’s gorgeous features. And ... those eyes. God, he’s beautiful.

For a long moment, they looked at each other and Shuichi swallowed as a strange feeling began to build right below his belly, pushing the pain aside slightly. What was this feeling?

Abruptly, the stranger turned and began to walk away, shattering the confusing instant of awareness Shuichi had been caught in.

He didn’t know why, but for whatever reason he’d been given a chance to get away. Not stupid enough to waste the opportunity, Shuichi made to move. Painfully, he managed to get to his feet. The world spun and Shuichi swayed as a wave of dizziness washed over him. He reached out with his hand, trying to balance himself against the wall and cried out as a surge of agony exploded across his wrist and swept up his arm. The spinning continued and nausea began to rear its ugly head.

Unable to stay standing, Shuichi fell to his knees, facing the wall. God, I’m gonna be sick.

"You’re such an idiot," a familiar voice said, snapping Shuichi out of his daze.

Startled, Shuichi turned his head quickly over his shoulder and swayed again as his vision began to blur and lose focus.

The blonde stranger’s face wavered in front of Shuichi for a brief second before he pitched forward into a bed of darkness.

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