Illusions

Disclaimer: I do not own gravitation in anyway nor do I own any of the characters.

Summary: Sometimes what we see is so foggy that what we think is right is actually wrong. See three people who get tangled up in a web of love, angst, and startling revelations. Warning: This fic is rated M for violence and slight cussing. ShuichixYuki. Yukix??

A/N: Well hello fellow readers. This is my first chapter fic and I hope you guys enjoy it... I also hope you all don't get mad at me over the whole plot but I promise things will work out in the end...at least I hope.


Chapter 1:What is left of us-part one

The room was a complete mess. The lamps, which had been thrown and smashed against the wall, were laying in pieces on the ground. Clothes were askew across the floor. Pictures of Yuki and me had crashed and fell too.

Everything was just a mess.

As I lay across the bed naked watching the ceiling fan spin around and around I wonder how it came to this. To the point where we would fight everyday... to the point of Yuki saying hurtful things. To the point of uncontrolled anger on his part and to the point of me shedding tears. Real tears. Tears of pain both mental and physical.

My eyes were red and puffy from crying and my pink hair was more disheveled than usual.

The places where he hit me...my cheek, my stomach, my ribs hurt the most that's where he kicked me till I coughed up blood...until I begged him to stop.

I couldn't move, didn't think of moving there was no way I could. I felt drained like I wasn't even there, like I didn't exist.

Maybe I didn't... no one really knew me or what I've been going through.

When they look at me I know what they see. A pink haired bubbly kid whose always laughing, always smiling, No worries in the world. I know because that's how I portray myself to be.

I hide behind this mask, no one would ever suspect a thing and I wanted it to stay that way. I didn't want anyone to know; couldn't bare the shame. The way they would look at me

'Poor Shuichi.' they would say, 'he's been through so much.'

I couldn't stand the pity. It would make me feel weaker than I already am.

The room is dark now I don't know how long i've been laying here but Yuki hasn't returned yet and I don't care.

The quiet it helps me. It's like silence is me.

I look away from the fan and look out the bedroom window. The moon is shining light directly over the room casting shadows over everything.

I breathe a quiet sigh.

See the thing with Yuki is he loves me.

He hurts me because he loves me... cause he doesn't want to experience that feeling. Doesn't want to fall back under that tragic spell that tore him apart at such a young age. The feeling of falling in love. So he punishes me for loving him and for him for loving me- and I let him.

I let him see that no matter how much he pushes me away I'll always be with him- even if I lose myself and my soul in the process.

The door to the apartment opens and closes quietly but not quiet enough for me not to hear it.

I hear when Yuki throw's his keys on the coffee table and then moving things around in the kitchen. I don't make an effort to move but I close my eyes and listen to the sounds of the ceiling fan spinning around and around.

The sound it soothes me and I find myself falling into sleep.


A/N: (please don't be mad). Ok I know things seem kind of angst and all with Yuki and Shu but things will become clearer soon I promise. Sorry that this chapter is so short ..the others will be longer I promise .Please leave comments about what you think so far.