First time fic.I don't own any Gravitation characters or anything so if I
screw up.don't sacrafice me
Shuichi sat there on the mesmerized by the television and the face on it. Yuki was giving another interview for his new book, which was number one on the top ten novels as Fujisaki and Hiro were told numerous times. He looked onto the patio as the lights were beginning to fade and the food was far from warm. He let out a sigh as he turned off the television and went out to extinguish the candles. It was getting late anyway and he knew Yuki said he would be home hours before as the interview was shot yesterday but Shuichi was out of ideas as to where Yuki could be. He did have a book signing today, but that was at noon.twelve hours ago. He took a slip of paper that was on the table and glanced on it. "Ha" he said aloud talking to no one in particular, "thinking he'd be here, baka". He threw it away and crawled into bed, alone, in the dark. He hated those two things especially and drifted off into sleep, grumbling "maybe next year" before he went into a deep sleep.
The sun blinded Shuichi as the empty bottle of champagne laid on the floor next to the bed. "Oro"? He remembered getting up to go to the bathroom, but.then his memory came back rushing. "Ooooooooo" he said almost aggravated and afraid at the same time. "Yuki's not going to be happy". Yuki hated it when Shuichi got drunk.especially on his alcohol. "Speaking of Yuki.where is he"? The bed didn't seem to have a second companion throughout the night and Shuichi's hangover made it seem ten times worse. He stumbled into the bathroom to take a shower when the clock on the dresser yelled at him to look at it. "Oh f*". Shuichi bolted out of the apartment leaving a trail of dust behind him as he raced to the park. "LAAAAAAAAA LIIIIII HOOOOOO!!!!" he screamed almost angrily but surprisingly still happy as he was a mile away from Hiro and Fujisaki. Hiro sat there, chin in hand and a blank not surprising look on his face while Fujisaki was swearing out curses and random words. "I got here hours ago you god.mother.son of a.DIE!!!" he lunged at Shuichi and missed as Shuichi struck up a conversation with Hiro. " Why aren't you swearing me out like demento boy over there Hiro"? "Huh.oh I got here ten minutes ago, figured you'd be late as usual. Fujisaki got here two hours ago, pour kid". Fujisaki was still ranting and mumbling something like "death to him, o yes". "So how was your anniversary with Yuki last night Shuichi? That's why you're late, ne?" Fujisaki ran off at hearing this and Shuichi looked down, suddenly looking up and cheerful. "It was great! We had dinner at our apartment and then we watched some movies afterwards." Trying to force himself to blush and sucking at it he went on for another half hour about what they did. "And he brought me flowers, white roses. It was so romantic." Large head and big eyes soon followed, Hiro sighed and Fujisaki came out of his hiding place after the conversation died down. "Well while you two talk we could have gotten some songs done for our new album. The deadlines soon and we still have a lot to go through." Hiro and Shuichi sighed and knew Fujisaki was right. They headed off to the recording studio and started getting ready to record. ---Meanwhile---
Yuki sat in Tohma's office, finishing signing a slip of paper. Tohma smiled and they both shook hands. "Thanks Yuki, this means a lot to me and NG Records. I hope you'll be satisfied." Yuki smirked and pulled out a cigarette, continuing to light it as a smirk spread across his face. "Don't worry, I'm sure I won't let you down. Have I ever?"
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Shuichi sat there on the mesmerized by the television and the face on it. Yuki was giving another interview for his new book, which was number one on the top ten novels as Fujisaki and Hiro were told numerous times. He looked onto the patio as the lights were beginning to fade and the food was far from warm. He let out a sigh as he turned off the television and went out to extinguish the candles. It was getting late anyway and he knew Yuki said he would be home hours before as the interview was shot yesterday but Shuichi was out of ideas as to where Yuki could be. He did have a book signing today, but that was at noon.twelve hours ago. He took a slip of paper that was on the table and glanced on it. "Ha" he said aloud talking to no one in particular, "thinking he'd be here, baka". He threw it away and crawled into bed, alone, in the dark. He hated those two things especially and drifted off into sleep, grumbling "maybe next year" before he went into a deep sleep.
The sun blinded Shuichi as the empty bottle of champagne laid on the floor next to the bed. "Oro"? He remembered getting up to go to the bathroom, but.then his memory came back rushing. "Ooooooooo" he said almost aggravated and afraid at the same time. "Yuki's not going to be happy". Yuki hated it when Shuichi got drunk.especially on his alcohol. "Speaking of Yuki.where is he"? The bed didn't seem to have a second companion throughout the night and Shuichi's hangover made it seem ten times worse. He stumbled into the bathroom to take a shower when the clock on the dresser yelled at him to look at it. "Oh f*". Shuichi bolted out of the apartment leaving a trail of dust behind him as he raced to the park. "LAAAAAAAAA LIIIIII HOOOOOO!!!!" he screamed almost angrily but surprisingly still happy as he was a mile away from Hiro and Fujisaki. Hiro sat there, chin in hand and a blank not surprising look on his face while Fujisaki was swearing out curses and random words. "I got here hours ago you god.mother.son of a.DIE!!!" he lunged at Shuichi and missed as Shuichi struck up a conversation with Hiro. " Why aren't you swearing me out like demento boy over there Hiro"? "Huh.oh I got here ten minutes ago, figured you'd be late as usual. Fujisaki got here two hours ago, pour kid". Fujisaki was still ranting and mumbling something like "death to him, o yes". "So how was your anniversary with Yuki last night Shuichi? That's why you're late, ne?" Fujisaki ran off at hearing this and Shuichi looked down, suddenly looking up and cheerful. "It was great! We had dinner at our apartment and then we watched some movies afterwards." Trying to force himself to blush and sucking at it he went on for another half hour about what they did. "And he brought me flowers, white roses. It was so romantic." Large head and big eyes soon followed, Hiro sighed and Fujisaki came out of his hiding place after the conversation died down. "Well while you two talk we could have gotten some songs done for our new album. The deadlines soon and we still have a lot to go through." Hiro and Shuichi sighed and knew Fujisaki was right. They headed off to the recording studio and started getting ready to record. ---Meanwhile---
Yuki sat in Tohma's office, finishing signing a slip of paper. Tohma smiled and they both shook hands. "Thanks Yuki, this means a lot to me and NG Records. I hope you'll be satisfied." Yuki smirked and pulled out a cigarette, continuing to light it as a smirk spread across his face. "Don't worry, I'm sure I won't let you down. Have I ever?"
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