Summary: A son who is disgusted because he has two fathers as parents. Shuichi takes all the blame. Pls. r&r! I hate making summaries!

Disclaimer: i don't own gravitation specially its characters, but if you give me money then maybe.. i can buy it from maki.. or i'll just steal it.. hehe

Title: Accept me.

CHAPTER 1

"Nee Yuki, please!" A strawberry haired singer pleaded. It was a hot evening at the Uesugi residence. Or maybe it was cold, the people inside were just to hot.

"I told you a fucking million times! The answer is no! N – O!" Yuki spelled.

His 'husband' was asking him for about a million times to go to his holiday concert, still there was no luck. Yuki was busy with his usual love novels. They fought for this topic for like almost a week now but Shuichi still insists.

Shuichi decided to give it up this time. With Yuki's temper, this talk will go nowhere.

"Alright. But if you'll change your mind, here are the tickets so you and Shinori can watch. And by the way –

"Speaking of him, where is that brat son of yours? And what is that awful smell coming from the kitchen?" Yuki asked as if he knew already what was happening. Shuichi was a good cook, way better than they started living together, yet, the week is not complete enough without their kitchen being burnt.

"Oh shit! I forgot the stove!" Shuichi ran towards the kitchen and let out a sigh of relief. Their son managed to turn it off before any destructive event happens.

"You forgot your'e doing something important in the kitchen chichi." chichi father

"Ah, hai, gomen son, I was a little occupied I forgot about it and –

"Whatever." Was his son's reply. He turned back on reading his book.

Shuichi bowed his head down in shame. Not only did he disturbed his son and Yuki, he also ruined the wonderful food he was to prepare. Now they're back into ordering again.

After eating, they continued with their own usual routine. Yuki was back in his study, polishing his novel, while Shinori was reading one of his Dad's best sellers. He inherited his Dad's talent and behavior while his physical looks were 90 Shuichi's. He has strawberry hair with a highlight of blonde, purple eyes that were the size of Yuki's. Aside from that, all attributes were from his chichi.

"Shuichi!" Yuki shouted. "Where the fuck are you?"

Shuichi came rushing to his study. "I was washing the plates, why?" from the look of Yuki's face, something was wrong.

"Where did you put the printed copies of my latest novel!" Yuki shouted

"I didn't do anything to them! And please don't shout" Shuichi replied.

"You didn't do anything huh? But you are the only stupid person on earth who rearranges this place!" Yuki fumed. He was already exhausted from work that all his negative energy was passed to poor Shu chan.

"I swear it's not me! True, I cleaned this place earlier but never did I touched the things on your table!"

"Never touched? Is that what you call it the time I saw you taking away my cigarettes?"

"That's a different situation Yuki! I wanted to take it away so you'll stop inhaling that stick! Why don't you asked Shinori? He's the one who likes to read everything you wrote!" Shuichi was now shouting back. His eyes began to sting. It was the 4th time this week and 20tth time this month that they had a fight.

Shinori was digesting his parents' every fight. He was tired and sick of it. Sick of their usual blabbing, tired of their nonsense fights, and most of all, ashamed of their relationship. He loved both of them but at his age of 14, he wonders why he was not raised in a normal family. One who has real parents – a dad and a mom.

Yuki hit Shuichi on the face that caused the singer to lose his balance, landing on an imported vase. As it broke, some of the pieces cut through Shuichi's leg. While he was bleeding he stood up to face Yuki. He fought back the tears he wanted to shed, he didn't want Yuki to pity him. The writer on the other hand glared at him but deep inside, he wanted to say sorry. What happened was non intentional, he wanted to hug Shuichi but his pride prevents him from doing so.

Shinori can't take it anymore, he was angry with the two of them but most furious with his chichi. Eversince he turned being a teenager, he can't help but notice his chichi's loud mouth and stupidity. He was like his Dad who loves silence and hates noise, disturbance and shit which is equivalent to Shuichi.

"Will you guys stop this fucking thing already? I'm so tired of all your fight!" Shinori shouted alarming both men.

"Shut up and go to your room Shinori, and don't take that tone on me." Yuki scolded.

"Please Shinori chan," Shuichi asked politely. "Your Dad and I are talking over something important. I'm sorry about this –

"What? Your'e talking about bullshit! And that's the point! You are always talking about bullshit! It's because you are so stupid chichi! You are the worst person I've known! The most clumsy, noisy and disgusting person in the world!"

"Shinori!" Yuki warned.

One tear escaped Shuichi's eye.

"What is it Dad? It's true right?" Shinori pointed a finger at Shuichi. "He can't even act like his age! He's much worse than a kid! Why can't I just live in a NORMAL family! A REAL family! And specially, a family without a MALE as a MOTHER!"

"SLAP"

"D – dad." Shinori received his dad's anger. He held his face in confusion.

"If you don't want him as a parent then go ahead and look for one who'll accept a disrespectful stinky brat like you!" Yuki shouted.

Shinori realized his mistake and got up returning to his room and locked the door. He pondered everything that just happened, and the crying face of his chichi. He never saw Shuichi cry, or maybe because his chichi didn't want to cry in front of them. It was the first time he saw those eyes, even if he and Yuki always have a fight.

Yuki stood in front of Shuichi who was on the floor crying silently. Shuichi never thought their son was disgusted with him because he was male, and was being himself. What he realized however, was that when his son turned as a teen, he was turning his back on him and was favoring Yuki. So he did anything that his son would like in order to win him back. No luck.

He cried and cried some more, he didn't seem to notice the blood that was dripping from his leg. The hurt was more on mental and emotional than physical. All he wants is a simple and happy family. All he wants is to love and be loved. Seems that both was out of his reach..

He cried burrying is face on his hands.

A/N: what do you think, it's crap right? Should i continue writing? cries

I chose the name Shinori because.. because.. i can't think of any other name, so I just combined Eiri, Shindou and Nakano's name.

If anyone wants me to add the next chapter, i'll happily update tomorrow. Yeehah! Oh and yeah, thanks to those who review my first fic. I appreciated it very much! Mwuah!