Alright, I had written that but just didn't know what to do with it, so here you are! The chapters all will be very short!
Plot: Eiri's been mad at Shuichi again, and now he feels bad about it. How would he feel if he was in his pink-haired lover's shoes? What if roles were reversed? His thoughts wander and his eyeslids slowly close... Have you ever imagined Gravitation with a mean and coldhearted Shuichi and a lovey-dovey wacky Yuki?? A Shuichi x yuki fic instead of a Yuki x Shuichi one, for once! :-p
Disclaimer: there you are: i STILL don't own Gravitation (although I wish Yuki was mine, hehe! -- Gee! I just can imagine what my husband's face would be if he heard me talk like that about an anime character! lol). You use sentences from both the manga and the anime in this fic (you'll probably recognize them!), so yeah, I've stolen Murakami's work and I should be sentenced to death ! :-D
Also bear in mind that I'm French (yeah, I know...), hence the English mistakes!!
IF ROLES WERE REVERSED - Prologue
So that's it. He had done it again and he was a complete bastard. Well, no big news there. Yuki Eiri tried to concentrate on the final chapter of his last novel, ignoring his lover's sobs coming from the other room. He glanced at his watch. Nearly midnight. He was meeting his editor in about ten hours so he only had one night ahead of him to finish this. Deadlines really are writers' hell. He sighed. Inspiration just seemed like it would never come that night and the guilt feeling that was burning in his heart just didn't help to concentrate either. Shuichi hadn't done anything bad after all. Bringing him oolong tea was actually very kind of his lover. Spilling the hot liquid all over his computer was just typically Shuichi. But can you really blame someone for being clumsy? Alright, he shouldn't have gone mad at him. Aww… remorse… This feeling just was an entire part of his life. He was staring at the white page on his screen and things started to become blurry. He was so tired he could barely keep his eyes open. Is Shuichi still crying? Should he go and apologize? How would he feel if he was in his pink-haired lover's shoes? His thoughts wandered and his eyelids slowly closed…
Alright, just so to make things clear: our dear Yuki is now sleeping like a baby, dribbling on his computer keyboard and snoring (I think I've just shattered the myth!)