^_^;; Ficlets are being inspired left and right! I dunno. I used that word, "attention-whore," and I could just imagine Yuki saying it... Of course, the whole thing is more dramatic in my mind's eye. In any case, I hope you enjoy. Don't forget to review, it really motivates me. And go ahead, try reading some of my other fics. Please?

Attention

by Eike

"You are an attention-whore."

That simple statement succeeded where many others had failed. The energetic bouncing stopped completely before the hands released their hold around the speaker, and the body slumped to the floor.

"All you want is attention. You just happen to label it differently."

The body on the floor twitched, a small whimper escaping soft lips.

"Why do you think you started singing?"

A mewling now, but any real response was cut off. "Don't answer that. I'll give you the reason: you wanted to be showered in as much attention as Sakuma Ryuuichi."

The body slowly got to its feet --its only burden a mental not physical, pain.

"That's not--"

"Shut up. You know I'm right. You're as happy as you are now only because you've had every single person calling your name, praising you, playing your songs, watching your music videos..."

"That's part of the job," the body tried to rationalize.

"And what of those close to you? They waited on you hand and foot, doting on you until you finally found a streak of inspiration and wrote a song."

"They supported me." The body took a step closer, stood a little straighter.

"They babied you. Your success is equivalent only to the amount of attention you get. You are motivated by the thought of people screaming your name."

The body slumped a bit, then shook its head and straightened itself again.

"If attention is all I want, why am I here?"

A puff of smoke was released into the air. A small silence, then, "Because I don't give you the attention you want."

Confusion crossed the body's face. "You aren't making sense."

A chuckle now. "If I doted on you, if I openly showed my affection, you would have run away long ago. Had I praised you that first night, you wouldn't have given me a second glance. But you can't survive in a normal relationship. There's enough proof of that. If your interest could be held that easily, Nakano would have had you long ago. Or perhaps, a girl would have beaten him to it?"

"That's not true! And leave Hiro out of this!"

More smoke, and the body bent over in a cough.

"And what's your version of the truth?"

A determined step forward and a grim look on its face. "I love you. And you have to love me too, or else you'd have thrown me out."

Cold, hard laughter. "Please. I keep you around. You're convenient. You give, give, give and can't take anything in return."

The anger crackled in the air. "So, you keep me for the sex?"

A disgusted sigh from the speaker. "Of course not. I keep you for the attention you shower on me. The attention I want. Not the 'wai! your books are so great!' or the 'Eiri, you're hurting so much!' kind. The simple attention that demands nothing in return. The attention that you get every single fucking day of your life. That is why I keep you."

The body fell to the floor again, this time with tears trailing from its eyes. "How can you say that?"

The body was joined by another, hot tears being kissed away. "It's my truth. We don't love each other. We need each other."

A hungry, urgent kiss passed between the two.

"Because we're both attention-whores."

-owari-

Enjoyable? ;_; my sis says it's lame.