Minna san, konnichiwa! This is my third gravitation fic! I know I'm like 3 and half months early to write this fic as Shu-chan's birthday is on April 19th. But, it came out suddenly and I hope it's not that bad.

For those who reviewed my 'REVENGE' fic, thank you so much! I nearly cried when I read your reviews.

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"Ne.. Yuki, Do you know what day is today?" Shuichi wrapped his arms around his blonde lover from the back.

"Friday." Yuki answered, without tearing his gaze from his laptop.

"Yuki…" Shuichi whined. It's not that… " I mean, today is a special day. Do you know what is it?" Shuichi sat on the wooden chair next to Yuki.

Yuki kept quiet and continued typing. He had a dateline to meet and he damn well need to finish his latest story. He hasn't sleep peacefully for almost 3 days. Most of the time was spent in front of his lap top, typing.

"Yuki!!!" Shuichi tugged at Yuki's long sleeve shirt.

"Urusai. I got work to do." Yuki threw at Shuichi.

"Demo, Yuki…."

Yuki stopped typing and turned his chair to look at Shuichi. "Is it…?"

Shuichi bounced from his seat and stared hopefully at Yuki.. 'Yes, Yuki, that's it.. My birthday.' Shuichi thought.

"Is it the Shichi Go San Festival?" Yuki asked. Shuichi practically fell on the floor after hearing Yuki's statement.

"No,  it couldn't be. Even if it's 753 festival, you're over aged." Yuki quickly dismissed his thoughts. He regretted his words almost immediately when he saw Shuichi's helpless, ready to cry look.

"Chigau, Yuki.. you know very well that I don't celebrate 753 years ago." Shuichi stood up and faced Yuki, who already fixed his attention back towards the laptop.

Shuichi couldn't help but to feel jealous of the lap top. Yuki spends half of time with the lap top. 'What can the lap top give him anyway? Apart from dizziness and headache, it couldn't provide anything else.' Shuichi thought to himself.

"Damn it, It can't even satisfy your needs!" Shuichi grumbled, not realizing he had said that aloud.

"What the hell was that about, gakki?" Yuki halted his typing and narrowed his eyes at Shuichi.

Embarrassed, Shuichi quickly covered, "Iie.. nothing. I was thinking what Hiro had said to me last night."

"Hn…" Yuki replied. "Brat, if you got nothing to say, get out. I got a dateline to meet."

Shuichi couldn't believe his ears. He had been reminding Yuki about his birthday every hour every single day since last week until Yuki got fed up of him and promised to get him something for the birthday. Deciding he would give him another chance, he asked again. "Ne… Yuki, you really don't remember what is the day today?"

"Urusai! You're annoying, you know that? I told you to get out if you got nothing to say right?" Yuki barked.

Fighting back his tears, Shuichi ran out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. "HIDOI!!" he shouted as he slammed the door.

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Ding Dong*

"I'm coming!" Hiro opened the door and saw Shuichi stood in front of him, eyes swollen. Judging from Shuichi's red eyes, Hiro can guess that Shuichi just had a fight with Yuki.

"Come in, birthday boy. I haven't seen anyone cry on their birthdays before," Hiro stepped aside for Shuichi to enter.

"Hiro,…" Shuichi wept, "You remember my birthday!"

"Of course, I can, idiot." Nakano Hiroshi closed the door and sat on the sofa a few feet away.

Shuichi hugged his legs closer to his torso and stared at Hiro. "Hiro…"

"I know, I know… Yuki forgotten about your birthday right?" Hiro sighed as he said.

"Eh? Doishite Wakaru?" Shuichi asked, surprised.

Shuichi's face is so cute that Hiro had the urge to pinch his cheek. He decided that it was a bad idea, considering the singer is in a bad mood. "You're a lousy actor. Sheesh, Shuichi, your expression said it all." Hiro stood up instead and pour himself a glass of orange juice.

"Want some?"

Shuichi shook his head slowly. "Hiro, I have been reminding him for twenty four seven! And he dared to ask me if today is 753!"

Hiro spurted out the orange he was drinking and laughed out. "He really said that? My my… I never thought our famous novelist Yuki Eiri actually had a sense of humor. Remind me to congratulate him when I see him next time." Hiro sat down and laughed.

"Hiro!!!! This is not the time to praise him!" Shuichi said desperately. "I want him to remember my birthday!" he whined.

"I can't help you about it, buddy. I couldn't call him and tell him about your birthday, can I? Besides, you wouldn't want that also. It wouldn't be special anymore if someone has to remind him about his boyfriend's birthday." Hiro said, feeling sorry for his best friend.

Shuichi didn't say anything. But, deep down, he knew that what Hiro said was true. It wouldn't be special for a friend to call your boyfriend to inform on your birthday. It's just not right anymore.

"But, I can cheer my idiot friend up by giving him a present." Hiro grinned and took out a parcel.

Where Hiro hid the parcel, Shuichi never knew because he got a shock of his life when Hiro presented him a medium sized parcel. Not wanting to disappoint Hiro, he took the parcel gratefully and smiled.

"Arigatou, Hiro." Shuichi said gratefully and opened the present. It is a new Discman that Shuichi had been longing for the past 3 months.

"Hiro…."Shuichi fought back tears.

"Don't go sappy on me, idiot. It's freaking expensive and don't spoil it!" Hiro smacked Shuichi's back lightly.

"Na.. Shuichi, how about karaoke? You know, we haven't been there for a long time!" Hiro suggested.

"Eh?.. Sure! But it's only afternoon!"

"Doesn't matter. There's no law whereby you can't go for karaoke in the afternoon, right?" Hiro slipped into his jeans-fabric jacket.

"Let's call Ryu-chan, K san, Fujisaki, Sakano and everyone else that we can think of to sing together!" Shuichi lighten up a bit. Truthfully, he didn't want to go, but he doesn't want to disappoint Hiro who had put so much effort in cheering him up. Besides, he wanted to sing his heart out so he could forget the unhappiness.

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Yuki lost count how many times he pressed the undo button. Everything he typed seemed to go wrong. He was never satisfied with words that he chose to express the story that he wanted to write. Perhaps a certain pink haired singer took half of his mind. He took off his glasses, leaned back on the chair and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to relax.

"Kuso gakki." Yuki cursed.

'Why does the shithead bothers him so much?' Yuki hates to admit it, but he really missed the singer. His mind wandered back what happened a few hours ago when Shuichi practically stormed out of the apartment.

"What the hell he was so upset about?" Yuki asked himself aloud. The phone call interrupted his thought. He took out his cell phone and answered it straight away without bother to check on the caller's identity.

"Yuki Eiri speaking," he muttered.

"Moshi moshi, Eiri san? Seguchi Touma desu." Touma said politely.

"What do you want?" Yuki asked rudely, not bothering about his manners then.

"Eiri san,..you're busy with your novel, aren't you?" Touma chuckled lightly.

"What do you want, Touma? I'm not in a mood for a cozy chit chat."

"Cool down Eiri.. Look, I just wanted to ask you what…." Touma was forced to cut off his lines when Shuichi suddenly screamed behind, obviously getting hyper in his singing activity.

Yuki froze when he heard Shuichi's voice. "Touma? Where are you and what the hell Shuichi is doing there?

Yuki could hear Touma sighed. "I wanted to ask you if you have an argument between Shindou kun."

"That's none of your business. You haven't answered me, Touma." Yuki asked, irritated.

"Eiri san, would you please calm down? Shindou kun invited all of us to the karaoke to celebrate his birthday." Touma explained patiently.

"His what?"

"Birthday.." Touma said again.

"I got to go, Touma, got a dateline to meet," Yuki said and ended the call abruptly.

Yuki placed the phone on the table and stared at the ceiling. No wonder Shuichi was so upset with him. He had forgotten about his birthday completely. Vaguely, he remembered Shuichi reminding him every now and then about it, but probably he has been so engrossed with his work until he forgotten about it. Not that he blamed himself for it though; he had not stepped out of the house for almost a whole damn week!

He took the phone and dialed Touma's phone number again. Two rings later, Touma pick up the phone.

"Touma? Make sure that brat doesn't touch alcohol."

Touma grinned. "Hai…I'll make sure that he orders orange juice from now." He replied amusedly.

Cursing, Yuki switched off his lap top, slipped into his jacket, grabbed the car keys on the table and strode off the apartment.

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Shuchi, in a super hyper mood, sang one song after another. Together with his number one idol, Sakuma Ryuichi, both of them literally scream while they sang, with every intention of breaking the room's glass table.

"Hiro, come on… You haven't sing with me yet!" Shuichi tugged at Hiro's sleeve.

Hiro shook his head and laughed. "Go ahead without me, Shu…I have things to discuss with Ayaka chan." Hiro focused his attention back at Ayaka who is blushing furiously.

"Well, then, Let's order another dozen of beer!" Shuichi shouted happily.

"No… Shindou kun.. Enough beer for the day. It's orange juice for you from now on." Touma interrupted.

"Touma.." Shuichi protested.

"Shindou kun, you still have rehearsal tomorrow. I don't want you applying sick leave because you're drunk." Touma added lightly.

"Seguchi san is right, Shuichi." Fujisaki voiced out.

"Minna! Let's not talk crap and start singing immediately!!" K took the microphone and shouted happily.

"Yeah!! Kumagarou wants to sing too, right Kuma?" Ryuichi produced his pink bunny at Shuichi.

"YOSH!!! LET"S DO IT!" Shuichi exclaimed.
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By the time Shuichi excited the karaoke, it was already ten o'clock in the night. After singing close to eight hours, Shuichi is definitely worn out. Hands full with presents, he walked slowly to the apartment, still feeling gloomy. He looked at the presents he was holding. A pink Kumagarou from Ryuichi, Discman from Hiro, Shirt from K and Fujisaki. Not to mention Touma had just settled the karaoke bill for him as his birthday gift.

'Everybody remembered my birthday. Even Ayaka sent me cards.' Shuichi thought unhappily. How could his blonde lover have forgotten all about it?

Shuichi entered the apartment and tiredly greeted, "Tadaima!" The lighted hall without any occupant greeted him. Yuki, of course, were no where to be found.

Shuichi expected that. He knew Yuki would be out as he didn't see Yuki's car in the garage when he entered the apartment. Shuichi slumped down on the couch and brushed his hands lightly over the presents with him. A tear escaped from his eye, which was brushed off quickly with his forefinger. He wanted so desperately not to cry, but found himself could not hold back the tears that threatens to fall. He wept softly.

"What a way to celebrate your birthday." Shuichi murmured.

"Looks like you have fun, Shuichi."

Shuichi jumped as he heard the voice. He sprang from his seat and turned his attention towards the hallway. A very amused Tatsuha leaned against the wall, arms folded against a kitchen apron.

"Tatsuha, what are you doing here?" Shuichi asked curiously. Yuki Eiri's younger brother is known for his unusual habits of turning up at his brother's apartment any time he wishes.

Tatsuha sighed. A tear wet his cheek. Shuichi almost fainted when he saw Tatsuha cried. "Tatsuha…" Shuichi murmured. Something bad must have happened to Tatsuha. Feeling sorry for him, he walked closer to Tatsuha and placed his hand on his arms.

"What happen?" Shuichi asked gently.

"I…. I…" Tatsuha sobbed.

Shuichi waited Tatsuha's answer patiently. He felt sorry for him before even listening to his story.

"I… lost my house keys. I was so hungry that I decided to come to aniki's place to cook myself a bowl of instant noodles"

Thup..

Shuichi fell down immediately. He jumped up in rage and smacked Tatsuha on his back hard, shouting. "It's not that bad! You don't need to cry, for goodness sake!!!"

"Compare to mine, yours is nothing." Shuichi murmured sadly and sat on the floor, tears threatening to spill again.

Tatsuha, felt that his jokes went overboard, sat down on the floor next to Shuichi and asked gently.

"What's wrong, superstar?"

"Nandemonai." Shuichi answered. He's not in a mood to repeat the whole incident that happened in the morning.

Tatsuha guessed it must have something to do with his aniki. "Aniki is so dense sometimes, you know. Forgive him for whatever it is."

"Eh?" Shuichi gasped. "How did you know it has something to do with Yuki?"

Tatsuha grinned. "Your face said it all, gakki."

"ARG!!! That's Ryuichi sama's bunny! How did you get that?" Tatsuha screamed suddenly.

Shuichi took the pink bear into his arms and smiled. "Sakuma san gave me as my birthday present."

"That's not fair! I didn't even ask Mika to help me to get his signature! Let alone his kumagarou!" Tatsuha snatched the teddy from Shuichi and rubbed it onto his face, inhaling it at the same time.

"Mmm… I can still smell Ryuichi sama's scent."

Shuichi laughed out at the sight. "You really do like Sakuma san.

"If Yuki is as gentle as you, it'll be nice," Shuichi said again quietly.

"Na… Shuichi, want me to be Yuki for a while? I can always pretend as aniki. You'll let me call you as Ryuichi in exchange." Tatsuha suddenly sounded dangerous.

"Err.. no thanks. Yuki and you are different." Shuichi rejected the request quickly.

"Come on, don't be shy…" Tatsuha leaned closer to Shuichi.

Shuichi tried to stand up; somehow his foot caught something, causing him to fall on his back. Tatsuha wasted no time; he pounced onto Shuichi, held his hands above his head and whispered.

"Ryuichi…"

"Chigau, Tatsuha san!! I'm not Ryuichi! I'm Shuichi! SHINDOU SHUICHI!" Shuichi screamed.

Tatsuha, obviously still in Sakuma Ryuichi madness, ignored the statement and tried to kiss Shuichi. Shuichi frantically turned his head to one side, causing Tatsuha to kiss the wooden floor instead.

"Yuki, Tasukete!!!" Shuichi screamed, trying to wriggle away freely. His attempts failed, for Tatsuha who is stronger than Shuichi is, managed to hold Shuichi firmly on the floor. He tried to kiss the younger boy below him again, but a deep, yet dangerous voice stopped him from his attempt.

"What are you doing to Shuichi, Tatsuha?"

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Tatsuha fans!!

Before you start killing me, no, I'm not making Tatsuha san as the villain here. If you see the anime, you'll understand.

Note: Shichi Go San or 753 is a festival celebrated by kids aged Seven, Five and Three in Japan.

Setsumei(explanation)

1. Urusai: I'm sure you know what it is. In case you don't, it means noisy or Shut up.

2. Demo: But..

3. Chigau: No! (No, you're wrong!) It's the short form for chigaimasu.

4. gakki: kid

5. HIDOI: Bad, cruel

6. Doishite Wakaru?: How do you know?

7. Tadaima!: I'm Home!

8. Nandemonai: Nothing