A/N: Moshi moshi, mina! I am sooooo sorry to all the fans of my Inuyasha chapter story! I know I haven't updated it in like half a year. I have had wicked writer's block as of late (hence why I haven't written ANYTHING in a while), and I'm very nervous about the next chapter. I don't want to disappoint anyone after all. As for fans of my Sailor Moon chapter story, I have not gotten a lot of feedback for it, so I've been a little uninspired to write it. Reviews could change that though (hint hint wink wink). Anyway, enough of my blabbering, on with the fic!
Disclaimer: I'm not rolling in cash, so odds are that I don't own the right to Gravitation...
A Touch of Warmth
(Yuki's POV)
I know I'm a cold-hearted bastard. No one needed to tell me (though it seems many people feel compelled to anyway). I demonstrate my frigid nature pretty much on a daily basis. Hell, if you had a past like mine, how happy-go-lucky do you think you would be?
I could try and be a nicer person, I guess. I just don't really care to. To be honest, I despise people. I couldn't give two shits about most people. Every girl I've been with has just been a hook-up, even if they wanted more. I didn't even let them stay the night or cuddle. In fact, I was quite rude and direct about them leaving. Not that it matters much anyway, considering they all slept with me either for my looks or my fame.
Now that I think about it, my fans are a major cause for the way I am. Sure, they're the sole reason I can support my habits, but that doesn't make me any less annoyed by them. Having to deal with them fawning over me at every book signing gets old fast. And once again, none of them like me for the person that I am, so what reason do I have to be nice to them? If tomorrow I stopped writing and lost all my looks and fame, none of them would bother to see me again or wonder what I was up to. I would just be some washed-up author who had his fifteen minutes of fame.
My family doesn't help either. I have to deal with the overprotectiveness of my sister and her husband and my brother gets on my nerves more than half the time. I'd rather have nothing to do with any of them.
There is only one person who can melt the icy walls around my heart. Only one person who's touch is like a touch of warmth that turns my icy walls into puddles of warm water. Why you may ask?
Because only his touch has real emotion behind it. Only his touch has a genuine warmth. Only his touch is true love without any ulterior motives.
Only the touch of Shindou Shuichi can warm up a cold-hearted bastard like me.
A/N: Okay, not my most creative idea ever, but I just felt I needed to write it. I actually got this idea when I was in the shower and washing off one half of my body under the warm water while the other was exposed to the colder air. I hope you all enjoyed! That's all for now! Ja ne!