I was writing this right now without a care. Wrote it at 3:30 in the morning and was playing Fish Tycoon. Now, even though I finished it a month ago in one day, I'm posting it now. xD

Warning: Pfft, there's a lot of cussing from one very angry person and not from whom you think it is.

Disclaimer: No, my noob arse does not own Gravitation.

~*Fanfiction Fail*~

He turned his head at the sound of a frustrated sigh. He knew that wasn't good to hear.

"What's wrong?"

"Can you believe this shit!"

He blinked. Yes, he shouldn't have asked. "What is it?" He says and goes over to where his friend was seated by the computer.

"Look right there! I only got one review, and it's just criticism about my, and I quote, 'lame ass elementary grammar.'!"

"Shuichi, calm down, you barely passed literature." He says as Shuichi steals the little piece of pocky he was eating. He frowns.

"The writing shouldn't matter; it's all on the story! Who cares if I can't spell? I obviously don't give a,"

"That's coming from a person who can't even spell beautiful or chocolate."(1) He states coldly, upset that his pocky was stolen minutes before he consumed it. He watches as his friend furiously clicks a random category and scrolls his mouse down, stopping on one.

"Hiro, you don't get the point! The fan fiction I write is based on my real life. And some story about me getting," He watches as Shuichi pauses and just stares at the screen.

Hiro looks over Shuichi's shoulder and reads, "'What would happen if Shuichi and Eiri go on their first vacation/honey moon? And a month later, they found they came back with not only sunburns and souvenirs, but a secret child? Warning: Mpreg, explicit sex scenes.'"

The room is quiet before Hiro burst out laughing. Shuichi snaps his head towards him and glares, cheeks heating.

"How can a story like that even get reviews?" He yells, trying to prove to Hiro that the fight wasn't out of him.

"Where's the baby supposed to come from? The belly button?" He gasps out, ignoring Shuichi's question and laughing harder.

Thinking about it, Shuichi burst out laughing too. "Hell no, I'll have a whole installed by my nipples and just have it get sucked out."

"O-or better yet, just shit it out and call it Brownie."

They continue their hysterics before a very pissed off looking man kicks the door open.

"Both of you shut the fuck up, I am trying to write!" The blonde haired man yells loudly, making both tear struck Bad Luck members look his way.

"Yuki, guess what? I'm pregnant and we are going to name our baby Chocolate Thundah." Shuichi says to him before they continue to laugh.

Yuki tightens his jaw and rubbed at his temples. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Clutching his aching side, Shuichi beckons Yuki over to the computer. "Read this description."

Yuki quietly reads it and just frowns. "So?"

"So? Can you even imagine that? It's shit!"

"Have you read it yet?"

"Well, no. Who would actually read that?"

"Look how many reviews and hits it has. You're an idiot. Besides," He points at the user name. "The person who wrote this story is the one who flamed your fiction."

Shuichi's eyes widened at the user name, '-YourAssIsMine-'. He quickly clicked until he went to his own review and gaped at the realization. Yuki was right, both names were the same.

"Motherfucker!" He yells out in furry, clicking up a Microsoft page. "We'll see who's the best now, bitch!"

Hiro sat on the floor and thought to himself as Yuki left and he watched his friend furiously type. Shuichi was into fan fiction, yet Yuki didn't know. The question is how did he know if Shuichi didn't even show him the reviews?

Yuki sat in his office alone, Hiro had gone home and Shuichi fell asleep on the couch. Only dark hours of the night is where he could actually get peace and quiet. The only thing that was heard was the sound of him typing on his keyboard, computer dull from his adjustment.

He typed a little longer before brushing his bangs away. He was done with a chapter, meaning he could take a break for a while.

Yuki narrowed his eyes to look across the dim lit room, making sure the door was locked. He opened a tab and clicked a website from his favorites.

Once there, he moved his mouse and clicked to log in. Once logged in, he glanced at the status of his stories. Nine stories published, one hundred and one reviews received. He smirked. One review more and he could only guess who it was from.

Yuki went to the fiction board and clicked under the smut category, scrolling down until he got to a name that read, 'The Unforeseen.' by -YourAssIsMine-. Clicking the reviews and scrolling down, he smirked at his newest comment.

'xXSakumaPockyLoverXx: your story is shit. things like dis wont evr happn in real life! I mean why would some guy want to poop out a baby? Go to hell 4 wanting to put me through thissss!' He read to himself; the grammar and spelling of an idiotic elementary kid.

He chuckled and sighed at this comment. Shuichi hadn't even read the story, so how could he have even known the feeling of the story? He couldn't get the meaning of it all by just reading the description. He had to actually read it and put himself in the characters place; if that were to happen.

"Shuichi, you're a fucking idiot." He mutters to himself quietly before thinking of the impossible of what he wanted for him and Shuichi next.

~*End*~

(1) I don't know crap about Kanji, so I just put two trick words. :P

And no, I doubt those user names exist… hopefully they don't ^-^'

Lol, I thought it would be funny if Yuki was a secret fan fiction writer. And even on there, he would tell Shuichi how much his writing sucked. But the fan fiction he wrote was just random fantasies and wonders, showing a type of soft side.

This was the first time I used third person (I think) so don't flame it just because I failed. And I honestly didn't know where to post this story, so I posted it under comedy. ^-^