Alright, so this is my first time writing a fic for this fandom…

Only cause I can't seem to write real person fics…but hey, there's a first time for everything.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The song you see here is owned by Alice Nine.

Yes, I'm aware that the song is a Japanese song…but it seems like it would fit.

So, uh yeah.

All of my macho muses are being assholes…so uh…Warnings are uh...mild slash undertones...

Japanese lyrics are like this and English lyrics are like this. Also, there's a part in () that is a flashback of sorts.


Lemon


anytime
mitsumeteta toshioita ki no ha ga kareochiru hibi wo

itsuka wa ano kigi mo kono boku no youni kuchihatete yuku no ka...

Anytime, the days of gazing at the leaves of the aged tree wither and fall

Someday, are all those trees are going to wither away as well, like myself...

He watches them. They seem so happy together.

Like they were meant to be or some other fucked up fantasy.

Before long yattekita kyou to iu no hi ga omukae no hi sa

kokoro nokori wa anata ni 'aishiteru' to ienakatta koto...

Before long, the day called today came along, the day of meeting

My regret is that of being unable to say 'I love you' to you...

He hated how they seemed to be always together, paired up on cases together, eating lunch together, or coming in to the lab to get the results.

He despised the warm feeling that seemed to surround them, always wondering why it wasn't him, not her.

He despised himself the most though. It was his fault for being the coward and not saying those three words…

aa shikakui mado no soto anata ga ima

aa dokoka de waratte kuretereba...

Aaah, now you're outside the square window

Aaah, somewhere, you're smiling for someone...

He looked up from the samples that he was supposed to be running tests on. His eyes landed on them. Standing there in the middle of the hall, close to each other while looking over some sort of file for a case.

His heart wrenched, he couldn't stand it.

She laughed, he smiled at her.

Inside the lab, he watched sadly as he smiled for her and not him.

ame ga kokoro wo misukashite hakonda mizu wa

tooi, tooi, boukyaku ni oite kita omoi

doushite' ano toki, ienakatta no ka wakaranai

'doushite' gimon wa kurai yami de boku wo tsutsunda

The rain sees through my heart, the water that moved

Far away, far away, the thoughts that were put into the forgotten memories

"Why?" At that time, I don't understand why I was unable to say it

"Why?" The question enfolds me in the shady darkness

(He stood in the rain.

His phone had rung minutes ago, a message was left telling him to meet him here.

"G?"

He turned around at the voice and smiled, "Hey," he moved to hug the other, but was pushed away.

"I can't do this. I'm sorry."

Greg looked at Nick curiously, "This? What? The Hug?"

Nick looked nervous, "No, this." He motioned between them, "us."

"Why?"

He looked down, "I just can't. It's not right…it's wrong."

Greg looked at the sky for a moment then glared at Nick, "We've been doing this for three months, three months Nick! You just now tell me that you think it's wrong? What happened to taking chances, huh Nick? What happened to that? Did your parents say that having a male lover is wrong? Did they? "

"I just can't do this anymore…I'm sorry."

Nick turned around and walked away.)

- shinkoku naru jikan no keika

-The time, during which the condition worsens, passes-

It had only been a few weeks since then, but everyday, Nick seemed to grow distant.

Only talking to Greg if it were work related, not calling, making up excuses for not being able to come to their normal breakfast routine.

It only got worse when she came in.

saa omukaesa kamisama ni negau naraba

anata ni anata ni hitome demo...

Now, the meeting; If I could make a wish to God

A glimpse of you, of you, but...

Months passed, and Greg slowly worked his way from being just a lab tech to being a level one CSI. He was happy, everyone was…even Nick.

It was only three months into his new position when Grissom had paired he and Nick on a case together.

There was an awkwardness that seemed to be in the room whenever they were alone. One of the on-scene cops must have noticed the lack of evidence collecting they did; it was fixed immediately by calling in her.

Greg didn't want to admit it…he hated when she was there…

---but, I was never seen---

Throughout the whole day, he was ignored. Only being talked to by her or when Grissom called to check up on them.

It was them just them…

He was invisible.

kareta kokoro wa hibiwarete anata wo motome

nagai, nagai nemuri sae atatakai you de

The withered heart is cracked, wishing for you

Even the long, long sleep seems warm

When he finally left the crime lab for the day, he numbly made his way home.

Once there, he crawled into bed tiredly and shut his eyes, wishing for once that this was just some messed up dream, and not real…

haruka kanata de kikoeteta koukai no uta wa

tooi, tooi, yasuragi ni oite kita omoi

'doushite' ano toki, ienakatta no ka wakaranai

kasunda shikai wa saigo no sugata, kesenai remon.

In the distance, on the other side, the poem of regret can be heard

Far away, far away, the thoughts that were put into tranquility

"Why?" At that time, I don't understand why I was unable to say it

The last figure in the hazy field of vision was the lemon that can't be erased.

He heard the phone ring.

Ignoring it, he turned over in bed.

Slowly, he drifted off into his dreamless slumber…waking slightly as the answering machine picked up.

"Hey, look, I know that you're mad. I understand that. Can we meet up again sometime? I'm really sorry. I finally realized that you were right. I shouldn't let my parents decide who I should date…"

There was a pause.

"I figured out why I left you…I'm a coward…I was afraid…too afraid…"

Then another pause

"I'm sorry Greg, I love you…"

Greg just closed his eyes and went to sleep.


Ummm…

Ta da?

Remember, don't kill me, this is my first real person fic, and I suck at writing…

If you couldn't tell by the title, the song is called Lemon. I'm not too sure why, I guess that Shou was trying to point out that the "figure" is just a sour memory that he wants to forget…hence the "lemon" in the last line.

So, please review and tell me what you think, okay?