Note: This was a total experiment on my part and I hope it worked. I switched back and forth between Shuichi's and Yuki's point of view, showing each scene from both POVs so it's more about style/character/voice than plot. I wanted to see how one event (or string of events) could seem different for different people as well just mess with writing for both of them. (This was my first time writing for Yuki, but it was acutally pretty fun.)

And no, I don't own Gravitation, which is sad.

Shuichi

I rolled my eyes as Hiro insisted on doing another take of his guitar part for our new single. I swear he'd done it fifty times already and listened to each recording at least twice before declaring himself dissatisfied. I just wanted to get on with it and go home – well back to Yuki's apartment.

I glanced up at the clock, it was quarter of six, almost time to call it quits as I was not in the mood to work late into the night. I sighed loudly and glanced over at K to see if he approved of Hiro's OCDness. K was polishing one of his guns and not paying any attention to me.

Hiro held the last chord for a moment longer than he had in the last take before setting down his guitar and exiting the recoding booth.

"Are you happy now?" I demanded.

"I haven't heard it yet, have I?" he said crossing to the soundboard and putting on headphones.

"Hiro!" I whined. "You've been at this all day! If I'd known this was all we'd do today, I wouldn't have come."

"Can't you shut up for three minutes while I listen to this?"

"Can I leave yet?" I asked. If I had to bug him until he sent me away, so be it. I wanted out of here.

Hiro had his eyes closed and was listening to the track he'd just laid down.

"Hiro," I whined being as annoying as possible on purpose.

"Go, Shuichi," said Hiro without opening his eyes. My best friend always knew what I wanted – not that I was subtle.

I hugged him from behind and tore out of the studio ignoring everyone in my path. I ran out of the building and skidded to a halt. A very familiar car was parked in the no parking fire lane. My heart skipped a beat and for a moment I couldn't move.

"Are you just going to stand there?" called an annoyed voice from the car.

The sound of that voice unfroze my body and kicked it into overdrive. I practically flew over to the car, my eyes seeing nothing but the face in the open window.

"YUKI!" I screamed as I ran to the car, skidding to a halt once more so that I didn't crash right into it. I'd had a near accident with this car once already and I wasn't that keen to repeat the experience. I couldn't believe he was here. I had no idea why he'd come, but I didn't care.

"Well get in. You're out a little early," Yuki said.

I jumped into the car, my hands shaking with excitement as I struggled with the seatbelt.

"Hiro kept redoing his part – all day! So I bugged him until he let me go." I grinned as I continued to fumble with the seatbelt.

"Imagine that."

I heard Yuki sigh and unbuckle his own seatbelt and the next thing I knew, his hands were on mine as he worked the seatbelt for me. I had to remind myself to breathe. He was so close to me. I could felt his breath on my neck as he clicked the buckle into place. I expected him to straighten up and drive off, but he didn't.

He leaned even closer to me his eyes locked on mine. He traced one hand up the seatbelt, across my chest, onto my shoulder, over my neck, and up onto my check.

"Yuki," I breathed in elated shock.

"Damn brat," he muttered in my ear. "Don't you know when to shut up?"

I felt myself go even redder.

"I guess I'll just have to make you," he whispered.

He kissed me.

My head was spinning as he pressed his lips to mine and I felt myself melting into him. This was all I wanted and surely it wasn't too much to ask. I felt his hand slide across my jaw line to the back of my neck and he pulled me closer. I was utterly oblivious to the rest of the world. It could have been Armageddon and I would have had no idea. Yuki was my whole world, the only thing that mattered to me. I was in heaven.