Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, and I do not profit financially from writing this one-shot.
There were some who thought they saw a resemblance between Ryuichi Sakuma and Shuichi Shindou. Indeed, many were correct in believing the two were very much alike. Both men were beyond exceptional singers. They could woo a crowd the moment they opened their mouths to sing and for them to sing together . . . well, the night would be memorable for all in attendance. Ryuichi called it being sparkly. Tohma felt inclined to agree with him, but, with Shuichi, it was something more. The younger singer did not simply sparkle and shine. He blazed like the sun.
But then Tohma knew Shuichi, and he knew Shuichi very well. The singer had long since dropped his flamboyant flair outside of photo shoots and tours and adopted a quieter approach to life. It was in the quiet of their home that Shuichi really liked to sparkle and shine. The performances for him and him alone were nothing like the public shows. If any and every fan of Bad Luck could see what Tohma saw when he and his young lover were by themselves, they would envy the N-G president and envy him with a great passion. Not everyone could see Shuichi sparkle in such a beautiful and undeniably sexual way. Not everyone could experience a vocal performance so strong and so profound that it could move heaven, hell, andearth.
That was how Tohma liked it. That would be the way things stayed until the day both he and Shuichi died.
