Alrighty people, this is definitely OOC, especially Shuichi, and also it's kinda long.... Oh, right. I don't own Gravitation or any of their characters, they belong to oh holy god Maki Murakami -bows- Don't sue me for any reason, for I only got 5 bucks. And that's my lunch money! I need it. XD Ano, this is probably bad, since I have no writing skills, and I made this up so...yea So, try to enjoy the rest of the story! =^.^=

~Dreams of Rain~
Yuki's POV

I woke up to the light of dawn breaking out. I was not in the mood to wake up because i spent the entire freakin night writing up the last couple of chapters in my book. Crap, I just remembered the idiot, he would be late to work and start a commotion, and then bring the house down to shreds. I had already gone with him all the way to Kyoto, way far from Tokyo to just keep him company when he was going to make a single here and have a huge concert here as they say. I grunted when I felt the unneeded invasion of cold air come in as I shifted the covers. I shuffled over to the bathroom to freshen up. I let my clothes slip of me as I turned on the tap. I slowly started to relaxed under the hot water. Sometimes I really just want to sleep for hours and hours, though that is utterly impossible since I'm living with that idiot. The thought of the idiot made me slightly angry and made me come out more soon. I turned off the tap with a sharp jerk and slammed the shower door behind me. I opened my walk-in closet to choose what to wear. This usually doesn't take me very long, for I don't really give a damn what I'm wearing, even when there is an occasion, so there was nothing else to stall with, the only thing left to do was wake up the moron. By the time I left my room, it was already 7 o' clock. Just as I thought, the idiot forgot to set up the alarm, and he's going to be late in 30 minutes. I sighed softly to myself as I walked towards his room wondering why I bother. Well, that's an easy question Yuki, my subconscious answers. You love him to death, love the very last bit of him, but he is still annoying. I sighed and told myself to shut up.


Shuichi's POV

I stirred as I felt myself being shook. I don't wanna wake up...but I know I'm going to be late. But still.... God, I hate it when I'm even half-awake 'cause I know then to wake up...but not if I can help it. "Hey, stupid, wake up. You're going to be late to work remember?" Work!! I forgot! I burst out of bed and ran over to my closet to change my clothes. "Work! Oh my god, why didn't I set the alarm?! OH...K is so going to kill me!" I heard Yuki sigh as he started out of the door. "Hey! Yuki, wait a sec" "What?" he barked. "Thanks for waking me up" I said with a smile. He can be so sweet sometimes. A lot of times he just lets me get late. But today we're starting to record a new single today. I can't believe he rembered. "Whatever" he said flatly as he closed the door. I couldn't help but giggle. He is so cute. I sighed knowing that I better get going unless I want a hole in my head when I get back.

"La Li Ho!!" I cried out happily as I burst in the studio. "Shindo-san, I wish you weren't five minutes late everyday" stated Fujisaki prissily. "Gomen, it's just that I forgot the alarm again. And besides, it's just 5 minutes isn't it? It's not a big deal!" I replied. He did nothing but sigh and mumble an "alright" and continue with his keyboard. "Ne, Hiro, where are my lyrics? I put them here. I know it." Hiro blinked at me for a second before answering, "Eh, didn't you say you were going to work at home and bring it back today?" Shock swept over my body as I realized it. I LEFT IT AT HOME!!! "Oi! Shuichi!" That's the only thing I heard before I burst out of the door.

Yuki's POV
(After Shuichi came back and took the lyrics)

That idiot... I really wonder why I still live with him. No, that's not the real question. The question is why I love him. Or think I do. I don't need this. He reminds me of Sensei too much. It pains how he's like him. Too much. Almost. Sensei never was really happy, never hade that zest for life. Only he has that. That hyper, singing, beautiful brat. Only him. But I don't deserve him. I'll hurt him, or he'll die because of me. He shouldn't stay near me anymore. He is the last person on Earth that deserves to die. I have to end this. Now.

Shuichi's POV
"YUUUUUUUKI!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm home!!!" I cried out as I came home. Man, it's good to get away from work. An eerie silence replied to me, in such a way I felt like a stranger to my own house. Something is not right. Even when Yuki is in a bad mood, he at least yells at me. I cautiously walked around the house looking for his hiding place. I slowly crept to the office, where he did his work. To my surprise, he wasn't there. This was bad, he wasn't in the entire house, but I still had that feeling that he was in the house. I opened the back door to the backyard. I heard a small squeaking sound. But it wasn't a mouse, because it had a rhythm....where was it? I moved to where the sound was coming from, which was hard because it was already a very small sound. Yuki was sitting there on one of those swings meant for yards. With orange roses nearby him, he looked so handsome. But this wasn't normal. "Yuki..." I started, meaning to say more, but finding I couldn't. "Sit down Shuichi" he said calmly, in a way that scared me. What was he thinking? I obeyed and sat down awkwardly next to him. "I want to talk to you", he said smoothly. Well that was obvious, tell it already…. "We've been living together for a long time now. I don't feel the reason why this should continue" he said. Fear flashed into me. He didn't, could he? "What do you mean?" I said shakily. "I don't understand". Frustration was showing in his face, but he gained his composure, and said quietly "It's end. It's over. We're Through. Get that?". I froze, my brain digesting what he just said. Over? Through? I don't understand. Then why did he kiss me? Why did I live with him. Why did I bother to learn about his past? I slowly started to shake, my emotions taking toll over my body. No, this isn't happening, it isn't! I looked at him, to see if this was some sort of sick joke. His eyes show no sign of this being any joke. They were cold, glaring right at me, supporting what he said. I can't argue with him. I can't. Water was streaming over my face now. I felt betrayed. I couldn't stay here. I can't. I ran out of there blinded by my own tears, to absolutely no direction, just away. Away from him. Why?! This isn't fair. This doesn't make any sense. What did I do? I collapsed on a tree somewhere. I don't know where I am. I don't care. I saw the world blur, then slowly blank out to nothingness. It's perfect like that. I want now to be part of it. Nothing.

I moved around , recapping on what happened yesterday. Or what seems to be yesterday. What day was today anyway? Where was I? I opened my eyes, trying to focus them to my surroundings. I was on a large master bed placed by many windows. Nearby were keyboards, stereos, music magazines, and all sorts of musical instruments. Where was I? I heard the oak door creak open, and to my surprise, came in Sakuma-san. "Oh, Shuichi, you're awake" he said happily as he sat on the bed. "Ano, Sakuma-san, why am I at your house?" I asked, merely because I really know why I was here. He smiled as he answered. "Ne, when I was passing by on a walk, I saw you sleeping , so I took you here. Hey, why were you there anyway, aren't you supposed to be at home. It was like 9 o' clock or something". It was that late? Oh my. "Oh. Um….."I wasn't sure how to explain what happened with Yuki to him. Thinking of him started to make my eyes water. "Shuichi! Hey, what's wrong!" he said looking at me nervously. Then his expression turned serious. "Is it something with Yuki Eiri?" he asked dryly. I looked at him with shock, was it that easy to tell? I looked down at the covers, obviously figured out. He sighed and said softly "I don't know why you stay with him, he always makes you cry like this. That bastard". I looked at him with a question on my face, but answered "It's alright, I'm sort of used to it by now, but not like this". "Oh, gomen Sakuma-san, sorry to bother you like this, letting me stay at your house, and then blabber about my stupid problems. I feel fine, now." I said maybe a little too quickly. He smiled and said, "No, it's alright, come here anytime you want. Kumagorou is ok with it to!" he said as he shoved to cotton-candy colored bunny in my face. I smiled, as I too the stuffed animal and hugged it. "Well, if you really feel better, I think you should go to work, because K is getting a little mad. You guys didn't finish that new single of yours" he informed. "Ah! Work! Right. Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh, K is so going to kill me!" I rushed as I jumped out of the bed and hurried to look for my bag which was lying on a chair nearby. "Thank you Sakuma-san for letting me stay here! Bye!" I said. He grinned and said, "You're welcome. Though it's not A big deal. It's just like a sleep-over, that's all!" then his expression changed. "Oh yea, please don't call me Sakuma-san. Just Ryuuichi. Ok?" he said softly as he leaned over and my lips made contact with his. My eyes widened while I just realized what just happened. Wh…what is going on?



~Dreams of Rain p.2~

Shuichi's POV

I rushed to see Hiro after the call for lunch. "Hiro!!!" He turned at looked at me with a concerned look on his face. "Hey Shuichi, why weren't you here yesterday? We needed you" "Um, Hiro ,can we talk for a second?". His expression looked more worried now, but nodded. After I explained everything with Yuki and Ryuuichi, his expression was in pure shock. "Ne, Hiro, what do I do? I can't think of anything. My life is in a huge mess" I asked. Hiro always had wonderful advice. I hoped he would have some now. His mind looked deep in thought, so I waited for him to reply. "Well, Shuichi. To think something like this would happen. Yuki-san sure is complex, that's for sure. But I think it's best if you leave him behind. How many times has he made you depressed?" he said. I had to agree with him there, but I still loved him. I don't even know the reason WHY I love him so much. "As for Sakuma-san, I got no idea what to do. Maybe you should ignore that. He is as complex as Yuki-san, though he doesn't show it often" he commented. I couldn't help but sigh. My life is just a bunch of bull-shit. What am I gonna do. "Hey! Shuichi! Cheer up!" said Hiro with a pat on my back. "It doesn't matter how this is. You are still the best vocalist in the world, and you're still my friend". I felt this warm feeling that I got whenever Hiro somehow always makes me feel better. I smiled. Hiro is just the best friend you could ever had. A lot of people never had friends like him, I'm one of the luckiest people alive. "And you always have Bad Luck, and it's fans. Never forget that" he said with a smile. I felt more energized to do work now, and was happy. But for some reason, I wasn't happy enough to jump around and do this and that with a lot of energy. I wonder why. I never knew how much these last couple of days could of affected me.

Hiro's POV

For the past 2 years, Bad Luck and Shuichi has changed a lot. Bad Luck had beaten Nittle Grasper in charts, concerts, and all sorts of things. We continued to do duets and collaborate songs and such. And we're still on a roll. We are on a almost every music magazine there is, and practically everyone is a fan. Whether they were young or old, they loved us. I am in heaven, almost. Shuichi, has changed drastically from before. Now, he is very quiet, comes to work EARLY. He always seems so sad. Sure, he smiles, but his eyes are always sad. Writing ballads aren't such a pain anymore , like they used to be. But still, his best songs are always those fast-paced songs. It seems that only when he's performing, he's back to normal, but when it's over, he's back to being all quiet again. The media doesn't seem to notice, just that we've become the best of the best. He's still funny, but in a more domesticated way. He cracks dirty jokes once in long while, but when he does it's worth it. He's still a great friend, but the break-up with Yuki left such hard effects. I really hope they aren't permanent. But he's been like this for 2 years, one would think that it is.
"Hiro". I heard him say quietly. I miss his hyper rambling. He never seems to raise his voice. Ever. "Eh? What?" I answered. He smiled at me gently, and implied, "You want to go to the park with me?". Oh no. The exact same park where he met Yuki. I really hope this doesn't dig up anything that's already buried up. "Sure" "Great" he said softly with a smile. I really miss the old him.

I looked at him as he looked over the water underneath the bridge. He looked so peaceful like that. The blue of the water was being reflected in his eyes. Whenever the water rippled, the blue in his eyes would do the same. "Ne, Shuichi, what song do you think would be good for the next single". He didn't reply to me. He obviously wasn't thinking about that now. "Hiro, if something was to happen to me, where would you get another vocalist?" he said quietly. WHAT?! What did he mean by that?! "Well, I hope we never have to some to that. But if it would come, NG has a list of people who are talented and ready to replace somebody. They say they have some really good people in there, just never had the chance" I said, which was my thoughts. He smiled and said, "That's good. They must have tons of talented people in there". He turned to me with a smile on his face. "Well, it's kind of late. I think we should go home now". I looked at my watch. 7 o' clock. "Yeah, it is getting late. So, see ya!" I said. But he didn't move. "Huh? Aren't you going home". He smiled and said, "No, I'd like to stay here for just a little bit more. I'll leave in a little bit". Something wasn't right about this, but I nodded good-bye to him, and he smiled back and waved. I hope he goes home soon. Nighttime can be dangerous.

Shuichi's POV

I looked back to the water, seeing it ripple when my tears fell on it's surface. That's going to be the last time I see him. He is such a great friend. I don't want him to cry for me when after this is all done. I don't want anyone to cry because of me, because why should they. My life is bitterly sweet. I have the best friends and career that most people could dream of. That is the sweet part. But here's the bitter, bitter part. Called Yuki Eiri. After all of this time, I still loved him. I dated other girls, tried medication, nothing. I still loved him. What crazy force was it that kept me loving him. I lost my train of thoughts when I heard a leaf crackle. I turned around, ready to see kidnappers or assassins or something, because I HAVE been abducted before, but none of them worked. My eyes widened when I saw who it was. Yuki.

Yuki's POV

To think of all places we'd meet, it'd be here. I didn't say anything, for I didn't feel like it, and I wanted to see how he'd react. He smiled and said, "Oh, long time to see Eiri-san. How have you been?". Ok, what did he just say?! He just said "Eiri-san", two, he just says long time no see like it's just some normal thing. Three, he didn't do anything hyper or strange. "Yes true, it was 2 years I think. I'm doing alright, and you?" I answered. He chuckled and said, "I'm doing great. I finally beat Nittle Grasper in the charts! We're doing great. And guess what? Fujisaki-kun got a girlfriend!" he said with a smile. But it wasn't right. That smile wasn't his kind of actual smile, he was faking it. "Well, I wonder how Seguchi is feeling now. Heh, so that keyboardist of yours is getting a bit more mature here are we?" I said with a snicker. I wonder how long we can keep playing like this. I don't think for long. He is so different. Too different, I don't like it.

Shuichi's POV

I so much wanted to glare at him and yell, but I can't, it would be "immature". Instead, I mimicked Seguchi's smile when he's in a meeting with some new people. He didn't like them, but he kept the smile on anyway, that's what's happening now. "So why were you here, since you got work to do. Don't you have a new single coming out?" he inquired. I flinched. He shouldn't talk about new singles, and he should know why. The time the break-up happened when a single was coming out. I should hate that time, but it hit number one as soon as it came out. But still. "You shouldn't talk about such things. They bring up bad things Eiri-san" I said flatly. Just say what I think, nothing bad would be made out of it, it wouldn't hurt, and if it did, I won't feel it after a few hours. I won't feel it at all. He just snickered. I wanted to strangle him so much. Almost, almost. Though I don't understand why, through the whole entire 2 years, I still missed him. Wrong word, I still loved him. Every night I try to convince myself I don't, but I just end up crying myself to sleep. I missed him, I said to myself, the first thing I would do if I met him again is try to fix it. But now the time has actually come, I want anything but that to happen. I wanted to leave this behind me once and for all, but I can't. I'm ashamed of myself, though I know he will hurt me, and that he hates me, I still want to kiss him, be with him, everything, but it's wrong. I've dated other girls over the time, but they never had that connection with them. Some were really nice, and fun to talk to, and he is even still friends with some of them. But they could only be friends, nothing more. "I see you've grown a back-bone overtime" he said amused. "I wonder how long you can keep that back-bone up while talking to me" he said coldly. "You know we have to talk about it sometime". I don't want to talk about it! If I had left with Hiro and gone there myself, this wouldn't of happened. I didn't reply. The only sound was the wind blowing. I don't know how much time had passed, maybe only ten minutes, maybe half an hour, I don't know, but I didn't want to answer him. Before I knew it, he had swiftly walked a good deal close to me. Among something else. He had his lips pressed against mine. I stood there frozen, what was he doing?! I felt my eyes start to water, but I didn't feel anything but surprise. He didn't make any other moves, waiting to see if I didn't want this. This feels so right, but I know it's not. Life is tricking me again. But it won't matter. This last time. This is the last time. And I'm serious. I shut my eyes and pressed my lips harder against his. Tears were running down my cheeks and he pushed me up against a wall. The last time.


The lights of the cars on the street were a big blur from high up here, but it looked beautiful. But beautiful things can be very ugly too. I was on top of a 5-story building, a place where our next concert was going to be held. Too bad I'm never going to see what's inside it, people say it's magnificent in there.I haven't seen anybody since that day in the park. It had been three days since the incident with Yuki. After he kissed me, we settled it, we simply said we don't love each other and it was settled. But still, life doesn't have that much meaning to me anymore. Even though I said that I didn't love him, it wasn't true, it was hard for me to say it, but that's the only way it could be settled. But this isn't a big deal. I have no one to cry for me. I should stop stalling and get it over with. It'll be easy that way. I slowly put my leg over the rail and soon both of my legs were standing outside of the rail. There's only one thing left to do, let go. I slowly felt the metal slip out of my grasp and felt myself slowly being pulled down by the powers of gravity. Gravity is cruel but helpful in ways, it can kill a person, but that's it I guess. I felt momentum building as I moved faster down. But I haven't even moved past one story yet. Damn. I suddenly saw flashes of him, of Yuki, the park, the elevator, him in the crowd, everything down to very last detail. I felt something wet splash on my face. I was crying again. I still loved him. The fact was going to kill me. If not, something else will. The blur of lights became clearer and clearer, until the last thing I saw was bright lights of a car as it ran me over, before it turned red, then to black. I did it, I had committed suicide.

Yuki's POV

Panic struck as I ran over something in the road. I rushed out of the car to see what it was. A crowd was already assembling as I got out, but they made room for me since I ran the person over. The person was buried under other things, was covered in blood. What kind of idiot would jump off a FIVE story building. I rushed to brush the debris off the person. I froze when I uncovered the body. No……it can't be, it isn't! I won't believe it. But it had happened, the pink hair was stained with blood, and wounds and blood all over his frail body. "Shuichi! Shuichi! Come on! Wake up!" I cried, tears running over my face. No, not like this, no way. He would never do this, never! He slowly opened his blue, blood covered eyes, turning them a dark shade of purple. He smiled. He heartbeats were so far apart. He was hardly alive. "Yuki..ne…isn't it funny how…I met you in my last moments of life…when I figure out…that I love you" he smiled. "Now…I can tell you that…I love you Yuki, with all my soul.." he said softly with that angelic voice of his before kissing me softly on the lips. I froze as I tasted the sweet blood on his lips. They slowly lost their warmth, and he collapsed with a smile on his face. I heard the crowd behind me scream out madly, trying to deny that he was dead. He didn't deserve to die, he is the last person on the damned earth who deserves to die. Oh my god, he didn't know how much I loved him. He was perfect in every way there was, so innocent, made me have something to look forward to in life. Though I was crying, I wasn't screaming out like the crowd, but I was inside. It hurts…my world is gone now……

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Wah!!! I'm sorry!! I'm really sorry! I don't wanna kill him There's more coming, this is still a Yuki and Shuichi fic. Though you have an original character (not me, I hate it when people do that), it's still Yuki and Shu, don't worry, I got something up my sleeve -grin-