Even After All This...
Chapter 1: What Have I Done?
All was silent in the apartment. Yuki was laying oh the couch peacfully, just thinking. Trying to gain inspiration. A few moments passed, when suddenly...
"BATH TIME!"
Shuichi leaped up from behind the couch, and fell atop the blonde. All he wore were a pair of silky red boxers. An "oof" sound came from Yuki, as Shuichi landed.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's time for us to take a bath, Yuki!"
Shuichi looked so happy, sitting on Yuki, smiling. It took only a push to the floor to wipe that smile off.
"You go ahead."
Yuki stood up and looked coldly at SHuichi. He turned his back.
"I don't do baths."
With those words, Yuki walked into his little office. Shuichi's eyes began to water.
"Okay..."
His voce was small and squeaky. He didn't expect an answer, or for Yuki to have even heard him. Slowly, he got up and tossed some random clothes, and slipped into his shoes. He opened the door.
"I'm going out... Bye, Yuki."
Yuki wasn't meant to hear that either. Quietly, Shuichi walked out and shut the door behind him. He had no clue where he was going, but he had to go for a walk. His feet wouldn't have been able to stay still. Shuichi reached the front door and opened it. Rain. That wouldn't stop him, he ventured out to walk in the dreary evening.
Back in the apartment, Yuki groaned. He sat in his chair and turned on the radio. It was a station which played American songs. Shuichi had a liking for them.
"...you are the antidote that gets me by, something strong like a drug that gets me high. What I really meant to say, is I'm sorry for the way I am. I never meant to be so cold..."
He froze, staring at the radio. Leaning back, with a blank expression, he listened to teh song. Finally it ended. Yuki then realized.
"That song... It should be about me..."
He smirked and shook his head.
"Gods, I'm an idiot."
Yuki got up and walked into the living room. No Shu-chan. He began to head to the bathroom, maybe Shuichi was taking that bath alone. Gently he opened the door, not wanting to alarm the smaller boy.
"Oh God."
The bathroom was lit with beautiful, heart-shaped, candles, a brand of candle hard to get. Especially, the cinamon scented ones, which these ones just happened to be. Yuki breathed in the scent. Shuichi had remembered Yuki mentioning how he liked the smell of cinamon.
Yuki looked around a little more. There were lovely, deep red and white rose petals scattered artistically all over the floor, around the bath, and even some in the bath. The towels hanging neatly on the rack were fuzzy and red to match teh whole theme.
Yuki kneeled down to feel the water. It was the perfect temperature, and had a wonderful feel to it. Somehow it felt like the water was softer than usual. The writer got up and wiped his hand off on one of the towels. Then he leaned on the bathroom counter, to look in the mirror. The moment he did, he felt even worse, than before.
Yuki... Will you marry me?
There it was, written in cinamon, red toothpaste.
A/N: Alright! Meh first Gravi fic, and it's not gonna be a one-shot! I loosely have the story planned out. But I still gotta write everything out! Please review!