Title: On The Swings

Author: J-chan

Warnings: fluff, shounen ai

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, though I would greatly love to.

Author's note: I wrote this for my Shahni-chan in hopes that she would be happy! This fic is dedicated to her

On The Swings

Prologue (and possible only chapter)

"When will you tell him?"

"Soon…"

"When is 'soon' going to be now?"

"When it's the right time."

"When is the right time going to be?"

"Why do you care?"

"He's family, I'm supposed to care."

"I thought you wouldn't approve."

"Why should I not? He needs his happiness just like the rest of us."

"I thought you wouldn't like the ages…"

"As long as you love him, care for him, protect him, and he loves you back, I don't mind about the ages."

"Okay…"

"So, when will you tell him?"

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I must have walked around for hours, trying to find the one that I had been looking for what seemed like my entire life. For once, though, I could not find him in the building in which he worked at. It figures, the one time I try to find him and he's gone, but when I don't want to find him he's always there. Why didn't I tell him earlier anyway? What was I so afraid of? I had permission from his only family who cared, so what was I waiting for, him to come to me instead? Why was I even wasting my time hoping for that?

Sighing, I moved into the park and sat down on one of the swings, rocking gently in the wind. I should just wait until I know he'll be in the building, during a rehearsal or something like that. He would stay after and talk with me if I asked, I was sure of it. So then why didn't I just wait? Because I'm too impatient and can't wait any longer, that's why. I've waited three years to tell him how I felt. He's been around me three years and my feelings have never changed, even when he did begin dating somebody else for a year, somebody who had not loved him like I do.

"Mr. K?"

I turned around, keeping my face neutral so they wouldn't wonder why I was sitting here looking upset. "Ah, Fujisaki, how are you?"

He was carrying a few grocery bags, but he walked over and sat next to me anyway, letting the bags rest on the ground. "I'm fine, but I should be asking you that, sir. You looked upset."

I just snorted, going back to staring at my feet as the swing moved. "Why do you say that, Fujisaki?"

"Mr. K," he placed a hand on my shoulder. "I may only be nineteen, but I've still got an ear to listen and a mind to comprehend what's bothering you. Now, tell me what's wrong."

I watched him carefully for a moment, debating whether I should tell him of my inner turmoil. He was young and probably wouldn't understand some things I would tell him. He'd probably be surprised at what I would tell him, wondering why I had kept something like it hidden for three years. I opened my mouth to tell him everything was fine, but my mind betrayed me. Instead, I told him exactly what was wrong.

"I'm in love, Fujisaki. I've been in love for the past three years of my life to somebody who I know will never love me back. I have permission from his best friend and guardian, but I know it won't ever matter. It won't matter because he'll never look my way, always believing me to be and old, idiotic, gun-slinging jerk." I sighed and turned back toward the ground, shuffling my feet in the gravel and woodchips. "Maybe I am an old, idiotic, gun-slinging jerk… It would explain why he has no idea I like him."

I paused and bent down, rubbing some imaginary dirt from my shoe. "The first time I saw him, he was scared to death. I didn't mean to scare him; it just seemed fun at the time. I think now, though, I regret it. It's just in my personality to act like the 20-year-old I once was. Being childish to a certain point is just in my nature.

"I suppose," I continued, now looking at the sky, "I fell for him within a week, wanting to be near and around him more than anything. I woke up everyday just to see him, possibly even scare him with my tricks and teasing. I went to sleep every night dreaming of him, wishing he were mine. In my heart, though, I was just glad I could see him; I expected nothing in return. Though I've seen him be with another, love another; I know that my love won't run out. He may be years younger than me, but I never thought that mattered. I love him, Fujisaki."

We were silent for a while, letting the wind and birds relieve the tension. I told him as much details as I could without giving anything away, hoping he wouldn't figure out whom I was talking about. I dared to look in his direction and saw concentration deep on his face. When his eyes lifted to see mine, I knew that he had at least figured something out.

"The reason Nakano-san and I broke it off last year is simple to understand, Mr. K. I fell in love with somebody else, as did he." He smiled at me sadly, shifting his eyes to the now dark streets. "We decided it wasn't right for us to continue when we felt something deeper for somebody else."

"I-I didn't realize that was the real reason-"

"Mr. K…" Fujisaki interrupted as he stood up and walked over to stand in front of me, bending slightly to look me in the eyes. "If things don't work out with Nakano-san, my door is always open." Leaning down, he kissed me gently on the lips before pulling away and gathering his groceries. "You know where I live." And he was gone.

I was so confused.

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This will possibly be the only chapter in this. It is dedicated to my Shahni-chan as well as to the lovely Fujisaki Suguru (since it IS his birthday). For all the readers of Dawn Comes Dusk, I promise that I have no forgotten it and will ork on it when I return from my job.