Wow this is my first attempt at a gravi fic and I'm a little nervous on how people will react to it...considering my friend posted a great story and no one really reviews...so if you like it...review...that's the only way I'll post more...

Disclaimer: No sadly I don't own any rights or characters of Gravi...wish I did...hmmmmm...I have a plan...mumbles Gravi will be mine...dissappears in a swirl of blue and silver glittery hearts

Her POV

I sat up in bed clutching the sheets to my bare skin, staring at his form as he sat on the edge. Everyday since the night he allowed me in his home, in his bed, he has done this.

I crawled over to him, wrapping my legs around his waist, resting my chin on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He remained silent. I sighed. "Why won't you let me in?" He stood, leaning his body against the wall before staring into my eyes with those same pain filled eyes that I, and only I, saw in the privacy of these walls. No one ever saw the side of him that I did. The person filled with so much heartache and sadness. My head fell, wanting to be apart of his world, freeing him from his hurt but knowing it would never happen.

His hand caressed the side of my face wiping away my tears with his thumb.

"Ryu, I…" His lips pressed against mine, stopping me from finishing my statement. Another tear streamed down my cheek. It was always like this, he never allowed those words to pass my lips. No matter how true they were.

He laid me back on the bed, trailing soft kisses down my neck towards my navel were his tongue played and teased. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, gliding his tongue towards my lips. His tongue brushing my lips before penetrating them, intertwining his tongue with mine.

I don't know if what we did would be considered love making. Even though my feelings and emotions were in it, his weren't. His eyes were empty as if he was so far away and unable for me to touch. It was just him screwing me as if I meant nothing to him or the year we've spent together.

I didn't want to feel like some meaningless woman, maybe that's all I am to him. I felt like I was in a one sided relationship, the thought making me want to cry. Not even in this aspect of our relationship could he show some sign that I was wanted and needed, I was shut off.

I lied there, feeling more distant from him than ever before. I had nothing of him and he had everything of me, yet he refused it. Did someone injure him so deeply and so harshly that he couldn't and wouldn't let anyone like me in? As if reading my mind, Ryu rested his head on my stomach, holding me tightly as if I would run away otherwise. I gently caressed his hair, beginning to fall asleep.

Ryu's POV

I sat there thinking about that night. Why couldn't I change the outcome, why did it have to end like that? I can't escape the pain of it, it taunts my dreams…my life. I ran my fingers through my untamed mane. At that point I felt her arms wrap around me, the warmth of her breath on my neck as she asked me what was wrong. Every night this happens and every night I wish I could just let it all go, to finally let her in. I rose from my spot, resting my head against the wall as I tried to block out the hurt in her voice of me not telling her, yet again, of what's wrong with me.

I don't know if I'm truly ready to let her in, to open up to her like she wants me to. I stared at her, watching her face fall, tears slowly beginning to stream down her face. I hate seeing her cry over me, even if she does look beautiful doing it. I softly caressed her cheek, wiping away a few of her tears in the process, I'm sorry; I just can't let you in yet…not yet. She looked at me with those sad eyes, god how I love her eyes. They just take me away from this pain that I have inside of me, I can notice nothing else when I look into them. Before I new it, I began to kiss her, unable to let the last of her words roll off of her tongue.

I lay there, clutching on to her, I listened as she began to softly breathe in her sleep, her hand falling from my hair, onto the bed. I continued to lie there, listening to her breathe before sitting up to stare down upon her. I began to softly caress her hair.

She stayed! For a year she stayed by my side, patiently waiting. Trying to give me the space and time she thought I needed, but still showing me she was there. She had given me all of her, I felt it in everything we did together, and all she wanted was, at least, part of me.

She's starting to doubt our relationship along with her role in my life. I can slowly feel her slipping away. I can't lose her, but I can't let her in. I brushed my lips against hers, watching her toss and turn on her side. I laid back down, pulling her closer to me, wrapping her tightly in my arms.

"I'm sorry." I whispered into her hair before drifting off.