Hey everyone!!! This is my first FanFic, so please don't criticize me too heavily =D it is a collection of one shots that can be followed on to each other. I am open to suggestions for story ideas, constructive criticism, and you can never have too many reviews (HINT HINT XD no, only joking. I'm not forcing you, but feel free…)!!!

Disclaimer; I do not; I repeat DO NOT own Gravitation, any of the songs and any of the characters. They are all copywrite the genius herself, Maki Murakami so please don't sue me!! O.o

Information; the reason I wrote this story is because it applies to me… well, the part about the pads anyway… I just wish I had an Eiri in my house =[ *sniff*

Shuichi – Sarah! Hurry up! I want to see what happens!

Eiri – what he said… -_-

Sarah – okay people, on with the show!!!

Prepared

Although it may seem highly unlikely, Shuichi is always very particular when it comes to being organised. This is why he keeps a pad of plain paper and a pack of jumbo markers in each room of his and Eiri's house. He is constantly getting ideas and gets frustrated when he can't write them down. Eiri also finds the pads useful when his writer's brain has become overloaded with ideas and plot lines for his latest novel. Eiri had even taken to carrying a pen around with him in his pocket just in case a light bulb turned on somewhere upstairs.

But the things that are in these notepads aren't always ideas. They are often choc-o-block with doodles the two have occupied themselves with when a case of writers block strikes.

"Hey, Eiri, what is this supposed to be?" Shuichi was pacing around Eiri's study holding the pad that had been designated to that room, a quizzical look on his face as he studied the notepad in front of him.

"I think you're better off not knowing…" stated Eiri as he exhaled a stream of smoke into the air.

"Aaw, come on Eiri, it's not like it's anything rude…" but the mischievous smirk occupying his lovers face said it all.

"Hmm… how about, instead of telling you, I show you?"

"Uum…" but before he could say anything else, he was swept of his feet into Eiri's muscular arms and carried into the bedroom.

End note; Shuichi – how do you know about my pads of paper? And how do you know this happened?!

Sarah – hmm… let's just say a little blonde birdie told me…

Shuichi – Eiri!

Eiri - *hides in the corner*

Sarah – well, that's all folks! I hope you enjoyed that little story; it only took me, like, 5 minutes! Thank you to all my reviewers and people who added me to their alerts or favourites!! You are what keep me going! See ya'll XOX