I don't own gravitation
"I'm surprised it even had to come to this Shuichi, Hikari," the man said, addressing the two children in front of him.
The young boy's eyes widened in fear. Looking over to the girl beside him, he saw that her expression mirrored his. "So what are you going to do," he asked, afraid of what was coming.
The man smirked before making his way over to the young girl, and sent her flying across the dark chamber. Shuichi stood and attempted to run and check to see if the girl was all right, but as he did this, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head. He fell to the floor his black bangs falling into his eyes. As his violet eyes slid shut, the last thing he saw was the girl lying in a pool of her own blood.
Shuichi awoke to the feeling of a wet pillow underneath his head. He had been crying. That dream always managed to do that to him. Glancing at his still sleeping lover then at the clock, which read: 2:15, he got up silently and exited the bedroom.
He made his way to the bathroom. Once safely inside he locked the door and turned the knob of the faucet to the bathroom sink. He gathered the cool water in his hands and drenched his face in it. He then looked into the mirror to watch his glowing red eyes fade back to their normal violet. He sighed. That dream had certainly taken its toll on him, just as it always did.
After checking for a seventh time that his body was exactly the same way as it had been when he had gone to bed that night, he unlocked the bathroom door, only to see his lover leaned against the wall, arms crossed and looking extremely pissed.
"Oh Yuki, you're up. Did I wake you? I'm sorry." Shuichi flinched as he saw the novelists eyes narrow.
"So what did you dream about this time?" His eyes softened slightly. "If there's something wrong you know you can talk to me right?
'Is that concern in his voice,' Shuichi questioned himself. "No it couldn't be, not my Yuki," he concluded. Aloud he said," It's really nothing Yuki, no need to be concerned." He grinned as wide as his mouth would allow. "I just have a supper tiny bladder, that's all. Would you have preferred that I wet the bed?"
"That's funny Shuichi; I didn't hear the toilet flush."
"Ya know Yuki, I'm kinda tired. I think I'm just gonna head on back to bed," he said, pathetically trying to change the subject. Yuki sighed. It was obvious that he was not going to get his bone headed lover to talk tonight either. He followed his lovers' suit, and headed back to bed.
As Shuichi settled in for yet another uncomfortable night, his thoughts returned to the little girl in his dreams, and his memories. As he drifted off his tears hit the pillow beneath him as he thought of how cute her smile had been.
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I decided to go back and make a few grammatical corrections to my story before adding new chapters to\o it. Unfortunately, there's really no saving this one without changing it completely. Oh well.