Finally done rewriting the first chapter! The next chapter should be up within a week or two. I hope everyone likes the updated first chapter! And thank you to everyone who has reviewed or liked the story already! You guys are what motivate me :D

*Disclaimer- I don't own Gravitation. Not even in my wildest dreams. It is owned by Maki Murakami*

This chapter was betaed by the amazing Charsity

It Started With a Song

Ch 1- In Love With a Brat

The door closed slowly behind the young boy. He leaned against it and sighed quietly. He had just come home from a very long day at work. His crazy American manager had held his favorite magnum up to the singer's head at least twenty times before lunch. Needless to say, the pink haired boy wanted nothing more than to cuddle up in his lover's arms and relax for the night. Ever since they returned from New York, the blonde author had been a bit better. They still got into fights, and the older man still had a cold demeanor, but he no longer kicked the young singer out of their shared apartment. They had a sort of silent agreement; if Shuichi was being annoying, the author would either lock himself in his study or go for a drive. And to make it even better, they went on a few quiet dates here and there, and they had more peaceful moments. The quiet moments made everything else worth it for the lead singer of Bad Luck.

~flashback (Shuichi's POV)~

The first week we were back was tough. We got into a lot of fights. I should've left him alone in New York, I should've stayed out of his life, he wished he'd never met me. All I wanted was for him to love me, like I love him. He could try a little harder to not be so cold, he could let me be there when he needs someone. The day that we had been home exactly a week was shocking. I'd come from work, slamming the door on my way in, waiting for World War III to resume in our apartment. And it did, for a while. That was the worst fight we got into. He told me it would have been better if he had just killed himself all those years ago. And I lost it. It wasn't my normal, childish tears I used when we got into arguments. I sank down to my knees, face buried in my hands, shaking with silent tears. And the bastard kept yelling. "I never wanted you! If you had stayed the hell away from me, I would still be alone! I wouldn't be fighting with some damn brat all the time! I wouldn't have to share my apartment. I would be able to actually live my life the way I damn well should be!"

I just looked up at him, hurt that he would say something like that. I looked down at my feet, bangs hiding the hurt in my eyes, as I replied to him. "You want me gone? Fine. I'll pack my stuff tomorrow. If that's what'll make you happy, then I'll do it." I turned and walked into the bedroom, tears running silently down my face. I wiped my eyes dry as I began to throw a few things into my backpack. I left the bedroom, walking straight past a still-shocked Yuki to make my exit. I called Hiro as soon as I was out the door, letting him know that I was on my way over. I knew he wouldn't mind me staying over. And I meant what I said. When I got off work the next day, I was going back to that apartment to gather all of my things.

The only problem with that was that when I got there the next day, my things were all rearranged…instead of most of my things being in spare areas, it was moved all around the apartment. One of my favorite posters of Ryuichi was put up in the living room. A picture of me and Yuki on our second date was sitting in a frame on the coffee table. One of my favorite blankets was folded across the back of the couch. I walked towards the kitchen, utterly confused and in need of some water…but what I found in there was even more shocking. In the cabinet where there used to be only a few glasses, my assorted collection of plastic cups where just sitting there. In the refrigerator where there was normally only beer, there were cans of soda, lots of food for me to cook, and about twenty boxes of strawberry pocky. When I finally made it to the bedroom, I about lost it. My clothes had all been moved. Where to you might ask? There was a second dresser there that hadn't been there before. Instead of having one dresser stuffed full of clothes, I had a whole dresser to myself.

Yuki walked in silently without my notice. I was in shock. I didn't exactly understand what was going on…"Hey, brat, I need to go get some cigarettes. Wanna ride with me, or would you rather stay here? I'm probably gonna get some take out ordered." I turned slowly, not knowing exactly what was going on. Yuki wasn't looking directly at me. He was looking down at his lighter, his face just as stoic as always…my eyes widened as a thought hit me. Could he…possibly want me to stay? And maybe, because he didn't really know how to say it, he tried to show me by giving my things their own place? I grinned widely, knowing that I was right. I smiled up at him as I finally replied to his question. "Yeah, I'll ride with you. But I get to choose what we're eating, deal?" The blonde looked at me with a level expression for a moment, then smirked. "Deal."

~end flashback~

Shuichi took off his shoes by the door, quietly calling out "I'm home," to let his lover know he was there. When there wasn't a reply, he figured Yuki was probably working on his newest novel, considering his deadline was coming up fast. Shuichi walked towards the author's study, hoping the man would be able to stop working for a couple of hours, or maybe even take the night off. They had both been overworked lately; Bad Luck had a new album they were in the middle of recording, along with promotional videos and things of that nature, while Yuki had his quickly approaching deadline. The two hadn't eaten a meal together in almost three weeks. It was hard for both of them, but they knew they would have plenty of room to make up for the lost time once the album and novel were done.

Shuichi was puzzled when he didn't find the blonde in his study; he was almost positive that he would find him in there, smoking a cigarette and typing away. That was when Shuichi realized he heard the shower running, and the sound of music coming from a radio. He smiled slightly at that. When the author was stressed out, he loved listening to music. It managed to calm his frayed nerves a bit. Shuichi headed towards the bathroom, sure his lover wouldn't mind if he sat in there to talk while the older man finished his shower.

As Shuichi neared the door, a new song started up on the radio. Shuichi heard Yuki humming along with the opening notes. His smile widened at that; he had never heard the other man do that before. Shuichi knew that he recognized the song, but he wasn't really sure why. As he was about to knock on the door, the lyrics started, and Shuichi's chin almost hit the ground; the man that he normally considered a closed book, who shared nothing with anyone, was singing along to the radio. He was a little off key, but to Shuichi, that didn't matter. The man's voice sounded like that of an angel to the singer. He was in complete awe. He didn't think it was even possible that Yuki would ever sing, much less have a decent voice. He was completely amazed. He snapped out of his thoughts as the blonde began to sing the chorus.

"I'm in love with a brat who knows me better,

Fell for the boy just when I met him,

Took my sweet time when I was bitter,

Someone understand,

And he knows how to treat his lova right,

Give me that feeling every night,

Wants to make love when I wanna fight,

Now someone understand me,

I'm in love with a brat,

I'm in love with a brat"

Shuichi was in a fit of giggles by the time the other man stopped singing. Not only was Yuki really getting into the song, but he had changed the lyrics so that they were about himself. The little singer couldn't help but laugh. It was so cute. Catching his lover singing like this had made him completely forget the fact that he had a terrible day at work. It was things like this that made all of the fighting worth it. The little moments like this were the best. While Shuichi was thinking this, still giggling like a little school girl, he missed the sound of the shower being turned off, and then the radio. Before he knew what had happened, the door was open, and before him stood Yuki, wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants…and an extremely angry expression. Purple eyes widened as a mop of pink hair backed away from the author who had death in his eyes.

"Were you listening to me sing, brat?" Yuki asked in a flat voice. Shuichi whimpered, eyes already accumulating water. "I'm sorry, Yuki…I didn't mean to eavesdrop…I just got home, and you weren't in your study…the shower was running…I'm sorry…" The boys head was drooping with every word he said, afraid that his night was about to be just as bad as his day had been. He heard the author speak and his head drooped even further. "What were you thinking? Why didn't you just knock on the door to let me know you were here like any other normal person would do?" The author was glaring daggers at the small form in front of him. Though he would never admit it, his face was flushed red with embarrassment at being caught singing. Shuichi's bottom lip quivered as a small hiccupping sob escaped his mouth and he whispered, "Sorry…" The blonde rubbed a hand down his face, feeling slightly guilty. He hadn't meant to upset the boy. He sighed and walked over to Shuichi, placing a hand on the top of his head.

"Don't cry, brat. I didn't mean to upset you, okay? Just next time, let me know you're there. Alright?" Shuichi looked up at the man and nodded. In Yuki-land, that was the closest thing you'd ever get to an apology. But he didn't mind. At least the man cared enough to try to comfort him. Shuichi started walking slowly to the kitchen, figuring he'd better fix some sort of food, since he didn't actually get to eat lunch. Yuki walked after the boy, slightly puzzled. Even after they'd had an argument, as long as they made up, Shuichi bounced right back to his overly hyper self. But the boy was acting slightly sluggish, dragging pots out of the cabinets, not dancing around while he cooked. Yuki was a bit perplexed. He didn't know if it was because of him, or if something else had happened. He figured he might as well find out to ease his curiosity.

"You okay brat? You seem kinda off." Shuichi turned to face the blonde who was sitting at the dining room table, toweling his hair dry. He gave a half smile to the other man. "I'm fine." He turned back to his cooking, figuring that would be the end of the discussion. He didn't realize just how curious the other was. "Rough day at work?" Shuichi sighed and turned back around. "Yeah. K's pushing us pretty hard. He wants to try and finish everything early so he can show Tohma that we're just as good as Nittle Grasper. I don't know why we have to do that." Yuki stood from the table, taking the spatula away from the stressed man. He didn't say anything, just gave the boy a small smile as he took over the cooking. Shuichi smiled back, hopping up on the counter to watch his lover cook.

~ISWAS~

By the time dinner was done, Shuichi was in a much better mood. Dinner was quiet like it always was, but the silence was comfortable. Shuichi looked over at Yuki as he hopped up from the table. "I'll do the dishes since you cooked, kay?" He walked over to the sink and started filling it with soapy water, humming as he did it. When Yuki finished his plate he walked up, bumping his hip against Shuichi's playfully. "How bout you wash and I'll rinse?" Shuichi smiled at him and handed him a plate. Yuki started humming along with Shuichi. He bumped his hip against Shuichi's again, making the boy splash himself when he jumped. The pink haired boy turned to his boyfriend with a joking glare on his face. Yuki laughed and took the plate his lover held out, rinsing it off.
Shuichi, however, did not find it amusing. When he handed the next plate to Yuki, he made sure to splash him. He laughed when Yuki's perfect hair got plastered to his forehead. He was not, however, expecting the older to sit the plate in the sink and splash a handful of water into his face. Shuichi's look of shock had Yuki sniggering quietly. Dishes forgotten, a splashing war ensued. Within seconds, their clothes and the floor around them were soaked. But the boys paid no mind to the mess they were making. They hadn't been able to goof off like this together in such a long time.

Shuichi reached towards the sink again, about to splash Yuki, but his bare foot slid on the water soaked floor. Before he could knock his head on the floor, Yuki reached over and caught him, holding him as if he had dipped him while they were dancing. Shuichi giggled, looking into the older man's gorgeous eyes. "Oh look, my knight in shining armor." Yuki smirked before leaning down, capturing Shuichi's lips in a gentle kiss. Shu's eyes widened in shock before closing, winding his arms around the older man's neck. Yuki scooped the boy into his arms, making sure to not break the kiss. He carried him towards the bedroom, kissing him the whole way.

Once they reached the bedroom, Yuki dumped Shuichi on the bed before crawling over him. The blonde started attacking the boy's neck, hitting the spots where he knew Shuichi was sensitive. Shuichi gasped as he felt the older's hand on his clothed erection. He tilted his head back, allowing Yuki better access to his throat. The latter slowly slid a hand under Shuichi's shirt, pushing it up. He pulled the singer to a sitting position, pulling the shirt off and throwing it across the room. He laid the younger back down and went to work on unbuttoning and unzipping Shuichi's pants. Once he had removed those, he went back to kissing the small frame bellow him. After a minute, Shuichi pulled away for breath. But that didn't stop Yuki. He kissed his way from the boy's lips, down his jaw, and to his collar bone, where he began sucking lightly. While doing that, one of his hands started exploring the boy's body. When he found what he was looking for, the boy above him gasped breathlessly. He whimpered slightly, then whined, "Yukiii. Stop teasing me." The blonde looked up and smirked. "Someone's a bit impatient." Shuichi pouted, not liking that the older man was teasing him so much.

Shuichi was shocked when the older man quickly grabbed his bottom lip into a hot mouth, sucking on it hard. Shuichi made a small noise in the back of his throat, shocked. Yuki, still sucking on Shuichi's lip, pulled the boy's knees onto his shoulders, aligning himself with his entrance. He pushed his tongue against the boys lip, asking for entrance. Shuichi complied immediately, opening his mouth. Yuki entered his tongue into the younger's mouth, thrusting slowly into him at the same time. When he was fully in, both men moaned into each other's mouths, having missed the feeling of being complete. Yuki pulled out and then began to thrust slowly, still exploring the other's mouth. Shuichi pulled away, moaning quietly. He hadn't felt this good in so long. Yuki moved his forehead onto the singer's shoulder, breathing heavily in time with his thrusts. Because it had been so long since they'd done anything, they were both already close to their climax. Yuki slowed his thrusting, wanting to drag their love making session out as long as he could. Though he wouldn't admit it, he had missed this just as much as Shuichi had. He wanted to make it last as long as he could.

Shuichi moaned as Yuki slowed down, knowing what the man was trying to do. They stayed that way for several minutes, moving slowly together, Yuki's forehead now in the crook of Shuichi's neck. Then, when they were getting close again, Shuichi did something he had never done. He rolled them both so that he was on top. He then began riding Yuki, going much faster than they had been going before. Yuki let him, shocked by the boy's boldness, but enjoying it. He loved watching Shuichi bouncing on him, eyes closed in bliss, small noises of passion escaping his lips, his face flushed. The blonde started bucking up to meet the younger half way. Within seconds, Shuichi cried out, his cum covering both men's stomachs. Yuki came right after, continuing to thrust as he rode out his orgasm.

Yuki lifted Shuichi up, then pulled him down by his side. Shuichi curled up against the older man's chest, still coming down from his high. He was so happy that he was able to come home to someone like Yuki. They didn't always get along, but that didn't mean that they didn't love each other. Shuichi looked up at Yuki, who already had his eyes closed. "I love you, Yuki," Shuichi said as he nuzzled his head onto Yuki's chest. Yuki looked down and said quietly, "I know, brat." With that, they both fell asleep, content at just being with each other.

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~o.o~

The song is In Love With a Girl by Gavin DeGraw. The original lyrics are

"I'm in love with a girl who knows me better,

Fell for the woman just when I met her,

Took my sweet time when I was bitter,

Someone understand,

And she knows how to treat a fella right,

Give me that feeling everynight,

Wants to make love when I wanna fight,

Now someone understand me,

I'm in love with a girl,

I'm in love with a girl."

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~singingsparklykuma~