Hi guys! Sorry this took so long to update, but I've been having a tough time with what to do in this chapter. I was going to have it a bit darker…but I'm trying to fit Tatsuha in. Hopefully it works out. Thanks so much for all of you who have faithfully reviewed each chapter, you make writing this so much more fun.

Disclaimer: Maki Murakami owns Gravitation, not me. But if I did there would be a lot more of Ryu-chan!

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Through the Glass

Chapter 4: Shattering...and an uninvited guest

--SPECIAL-- Shu's POV

I was running…running as fast as I could. I had to get to something…but I didn't know what.

There was no rain…no sky, but I kept stepping into puddles, the water splashing all over and soaking my shorts. No rain…all there was around me was blackness.

Looking over my shoulder, trying not to slip and fall, I saw nobody. But I knew…something was after me. When I turned back to look ahead of me, the blackness had turned into a street…I was in Tokyo! And right at the end of the street I was running down as fast as I could was Yuki

He stood and watched my rapid progress silently, ignoring the steady stream of people hurrying past him, and the angry shouts directed at him for blocking their path. He had eyes only for me as I ran to him. When I was nearly to him, only ten feet or so between us, he lifted his hand and reached it out to me, waiting for my hand to grab his.

I ran faster than I thought possible, desperately stretching my hand forward. He was so close…and he wanted me too…the world seemed to be moving in slow motion…I felt our fingers touch, but as soon as I'd gripped his hand with my much smaller one, I felt that presence again. Someone was after us. Yuki pulled me close and held me, and as I looked up to his face I saw surprise in his liquid golden eyes…and just like that, he shattered.

Like the glass of a picture frame crashing to the ground, he simply shattered. The street had disappeared from my vision when I'd grabbed Yuki's hand, but now I was in that same never ending darkness, surrounded by those puddles. I felt a wetness on my face and realized I was crying. Despair was ripping at my chest with alarming force, emotion welling up inside me like I never thought possible. I was terrified.

Were those puddles my tears? Or the tears of all the people in the world who had lost the ones they loved? But…I barely even knew Yuki! What had happened to him? Somehow I knew…this was more than a dream. I was falling in love with that man quickly, and someone didn't want me to be happy…

Oh, Yuki…

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Normal POV –1-

Yuki woke the next morning with the sun streaming from the large windows of his room across his bed, which blinded him momentarily. Turning his head to look at the clock, he felt his chin brush against something soft. It wasn't his blanket, and it smelled of strawberries…

Looking down, his golden eyes locked on pink hair. What was that? He didn't have any pink hair.

His eyes trailed down to his chest, where and angelic face rested. Shuichi snored lightly, a small trail of drool from the corner of his mouth making its way to Yuki.

The boy had nearly slipped out of the large shirt he had on, it was clinging to one shoulder and twisted around him as if he had tossed around during the night. His thin arms were buried in the long sleeves, resting loosely at his sides.

With Yuki's very own arm wrapped gently around the teens waist. Had he pulled Shuichi closer in his sleep?

Yuki quickly pulled away from Shuichi and slid out of the bed, the sheets going with him and uncovering the teen's body. Shuichi curled up in a fetal position and shivered slightly. Yuki stared at him a few moments, and then awkwardly pulled up the sheets so that they covered Shuichi's body again, careful not to get too close.

The boy smiled and nuzzled his head into the mattress. Yuki stepped back; afraid he was going to wake him.

Grabbing a change of clothes and glancing once more at the dreaming Shuichi, he saw the boy's face grimace in what looked like fear. Was he dreaming? Yuki thought briefly of waking Shuichi, decided against it and headed for the bathroom to take a shower where he could think in peace.

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"Ah," said a man with dark hair, who had just successfully broken into room 619B, "So this is why my brother came to this godforsaken island."

Grinning and standing over Yuki's bed, Tatsuha touched Shuichi's cheek lightly with the back of his hand.

"Sure is cute…he looks a bit like my dear Ryu-chan…" he said thoughtfully, perverted thoughts quickly pouring into his mind.

Casually strolling to the bathroom door, he heard the shower running, and a steady stream of dark muttering.

"Yep, he'll be in there for a while. Never change, do you Yuki?" he asked as he walked back over to the bed and looked down at Shuichi's face, his full, pouty lips parting ever so slightly as he snored quietly. Tatsuha couldn't see his body, which was covered by the bed sheets, but he had no trouble imagining what he must look like.

"Well, you can't sleep the day away…" Tatsuha said to Shuichi, grinning.

He knelt on the end of the bed near Shuichi's feet, licking his lips and trying to control himself. Don't want to make Yuki mad. Putting his hands on either side of the boy's waist, he leaned over Shuichi. Lowering his head and putting his lips to Shuichi's ear, he whispered seductively, "Time to wake up, sleepy head."

"Mmmmmm…" Shuichi groaned and rolled onto his back.

"Come on, wake up," Tatsuha insisted, poking Shuichi's cheek.

"Hmmm…" he murmured, "I know how I can wake you up," and slid his hands to Shuichi's waist and pushing up his shirt. "Waaake uuuuppp…!"

Shuichi sighed and opened his eyes slowly. "Mmmmmm…Yuki…" he looked up to Tatsuha and his eyes widened. "When did you dye your hair? Why did you dye it?" he asked groggily, thinking that it was Yuki who was kneeling over him. Reaching up, he put his arms around Tatsuha's neck, not wanting "Yuki" to decide he didn't like Shuichi again.

"Ahh…ano…" Tatsuha said, having a very hard time concentrating.

Now Shuichi was beginning to wake up, and he remembered his dream slowly. He quickly slid out from under Tatsuha and hopped to the floor; careful not to touch him for fear that he might shatter. He stood next to the bed and watched Tatsuha warily.

"What's wrong?" Tatsuha asked, looking at Shuichi with what he hoped would look like concern.

"N-nothing," Shuichi stammered, his curse of blushing taking over once again. But then he noticed something. This man wasn't acting at all like Yuki…

"Who are you?" he yelled, pointing accusingly at Tatsuha, his finger poking through the fabric of Yuki's shirts long sleeve. "You aren't Yuki, you don't even have his pretty liquid golden eyes!"

"Shhh! He's in the shower right now, and he's in a bad mood. Don't be too loud or he'll come out here and start yelling at me. I'm his brother, Tatsuha…I just came here to see if he's ok…Mika will never leave him alone, but she makes me come to damn island instead of dragging her ass over here." Tatsuha said angrily.

"Oh…ano…I'm his bellboy, Shuichi."

"Yeah? So why were you sleeping in his bed if you're just his bellboy? And what kind of bellboy calls his customers eyes beautiful?" Tatsuha asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes at Shuichi, "And you have his clothes on." He added, pointing at the shirt Shuichi was wearing, which hung to his knees.

"Ano…I…" Shuichi tried to think of something to say, coming up blank, his cheeks flushing. "It's a long story," he said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment as he thought back to the previous night.

"Man, I don't blame him for sleeping with you, you sure are cute...and I bet you'd be easy. But how could anyone like my hardass brother?" Tatsuha asked.

"Nani? I didn't do anything like that with him!" Shuichi said quickly, waving his hands in front of him, the sleeves of his shirt flapping around madly. "I got locked out of my room and—"

"Whatever, you don't have to tell me, it's none of my business…" Tatsuha said leaning forward, hopeful that Shuichi would decide to tell him some juicy details.

"But we didn't do anythi—"

"Tatsuha, what the hell are you doing here?" asked Yuki, stepping out of the bathroom with jeans and an unbuttoned light blue business shirt on. His hair was wet and dripping, a towel around his neck. Shuichi's eyes widened at the sight.

"Mika-chan made me come to check up on you. She said I have to tell her everything about why you're on this island, but if you give me some breakfast I won't tell her about your new lover and she'll leave you alone…!" said Tatsuha hopefully.

"Baka, he isn't my lover. He's my bellboy." Yuki told him.

"Suuuure he isn't…but then why was he sleeping in your bed when I got here?" Tatsuha asked smugly.

"Because he got locked out of his room. I let him stay here, but he's afraid of the dark and didn't want to sleep on the couch alone." Yuki said simply, and Shuichi blushed.

"Awww, how could you not want to sleep with him? He's so kawaii!" Tatsuha said in a whiney voice.

"Yeah, I'll admit he is pretty cute. Not too bad of a kisser either. Although he does have a bad problem with his blushing." Yuki said thoughtfully.

"Nani??? I'm right here! Stop talking about me like that!" Shuichi yelled at them.

"Shut up, ochibi. I let you stay with me, and I'll talk about you however I like." Yuki said coldly.

"Hai…" Shuichi said, hanging his head.

"So you do like him!" said Tatsuha, "No fair, you're so mean to him and yet you're the one who gets to have him…" he whined.

Yuki ignored Tatsuha's sad comment and strode past the two and out the bedroom door, picking up the phone on the coffee table in the next room. He dialed the front desk and requested breakfast for the three of them, and then took out his laptop, typing furiously.

"Sooooo…what's your name? I'm Tatsuha!" said Tatsuha, grinning widely at Shuichi.

"Ano… Shuichi."

"Shuichi??? Kawaii, it sounds almost the same as Ryuichi! I keep on loving you more and more! Why do you like Yuki? He's mean and cold and he'll ignore you! I'm much nicer, wanna come with me?" asked Tatsuha eagerly, bouncing up and down on the bed.

"A-ano…" stuttered Shuichi, blushing and looking at the floor, "No thanks…"

"Baka! It's not fair! Demo… Ryu-chan is better anyway," Tatsuha said, crossing his arms. "Now it's just a matter of us meeting and him falling in love with my wonderful charm…ah, a match made in heaven," he sighed dreamily.

"Sugoy…" muttered Shuichi, looking at Tatsuha and twitching slightly. "He's obsessed…even worse than me…"

Tatsuha jumped off the bed and walked into the suite's main room, sitting on the floor and turning on the television. A disturbed Shuichi followed him slowly, sitting hesitantly on the edge of the couch next to Yuki.

Just then a knock on the door rang out through the suite, signaling the arrival of breakfast. Yuki set his laptop on the coffee table and went to open the door, allowing the bellboy to push the food cart in and giving him a tip.

Tatsuha quickly grabbed a plate of food, stuffing it into his mouth. As soon as Shuichi has grabbed a plate as well, he saw the resort logo on its edge.

"ITAI!!! I forgot completely about work!!! Mr. Sanchez is going to fire me!!!" he yelled, tears streaming down his face as he ran around the room, completely horrified.

"Relax," Yuki told him in a bored voice, "I called the front desk and told them you had a family crisis on the mainland. You aren't expected back to work for a week."

Shuichi stopped his frantic storm to look at Yuki, dumbfounded. "Eh?" he asked stupidly. "But…what am I gonna do for a whole week? And Hiro-kun is probably still mad at me…"

Taking a sip of his orange juice, Yuki studied the boy with critical eyes. "Hmmm… that's your problem. I just helped you to not lose your job, so don't expect me to figure everything else out."

"Yuuukiiiiii!… That's not fair! Can't I stay with you? I promise I'll sleep on the couch!" whined Shuichi, looking at Yuki with teary eyes and an adorable face.

"That depends. Tatsuha, how long are you going to stay here?" asked Yuki, sounding more bored than ever.

"Mika told me I had to report to her as soon as possible…so I guess I'll be gone by this afternoon." He told them, not really paying attention to the conversation and watching a Spanish soap opera. "Mexican is such a confusing language…"

"Fine. I guess you can stay, ochibi. Just don't bother me, I'll be working most of the time on my novel."

"You're a novelist?" asked Shuichi.

"Is that strange?" Yuki asked back coldly.

"N-no…" said Shuichi uncertainly.

"Hey, if your not even supposed to be on the island, what are you gonna do all week?" Tatsuha asked Shuichi, bored with the show he'd been watching.

"Aw, man! Your right… I'll be stuck in this stupid suite all week… how boring!" Shuichi whined.

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-1- Am I any good at changing POVs, or should i stick to this POV?

Wow, this was hard to write. Gomen, I have a feeling it didn't turn out too good… /sweatdrop/ but it's late at night and I'm tired. Did I fit Tatsuha in well? It was fun to write the scene with him in the bedroom XD

Tatsuha: No way! Ryu-chan is in that hotel and I'm stuck in Yuki's room watching some Spanish soap opera? I should get to have my dear Ryu-chan! Wahh!

Hika-chan: Too bad, Tatsuha/pushes him out the door/ Anyone agree with him? Please review, and I promise I'll update sooner! The button is right down there, and I just might have left a pile of Kuma-chan plushies behind it… X3