Plot: When he's alone at home, or when he can't sleep while his little lover is snoring noisily, Yuki Eiri is bored. So he talks to Shuichi... in his own way...! Eiri x shu

Note: I suppose the reviews on chapter 1 really encouraged me to write more, so thank you! :-)

Disclaimer: I do own Gravitation. Murakami's just an usurper! Honest! *nose growing*

Please bear in mind that I'm French, hence the English mistakes! ;-)

November 19th

How did you dare to lecture me about the chocolate cookies? I only had five of them!

Alright, maybe six.

Twelve, actually. (I ate the six last ones while you were calling Hiro)

The whole packet.

Happy now?

But I've already covered my tracks. I threw the package in the garbage and put all the carrots peelings above it. And tomorrow morning, I'll pretend I don't find the packet anymore and I'll accuse you of having eaten the last ones.

I mean, really, was it worth sulking? The whole evening? Man, you're worse than a woman!

And you're lucky enough I didn't mention Seguchi popped in this morning with a box full of chocolate éclairs and raspberry religieuses. I ate them all before he could even get his hands on one of them. That's probably what I like best about Tohma. He always brings me delicious expensive cakes from the French bakery, I eat them all within a minute, and don't even leave him a scrap, and yet he still smiles at me as if I were the eighth marvel of the World. Maybe he really thinks I am (Who can blame him?). Either that or he's trying to force-feed me like a goose and turn me into foie gras* for Christmas (then I must admit he doesn't need to force me that much)

Anyway, don't think you can escape that easily! Tomorrow is your day-off and I'm gonna count all the pocky you'll eat during the day. I swear I'll do it!

Ps. I've changed that file's name from "Yuki's Secret Diary" to "Transcendentalism in Emerson's Poetry"**, I think it'll be much safer that way!

Thanks for reading! Whether you like this story or not, reviews are always welcome! ;-)

* foie gras is the liver of a duck or a goose that has been specially fattened by gavage (force-feeding) Source – Wikipedia . It's very expensive but I think it's awful (both the taste and the way the birds are treated)

** that thesis topic comes from: superior-termpapers dot com