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

Disclaimer: One day, Gravitation will be mine!! *devilish laugh*

Note: Quite a long chapter today! I'm not really happy with it, but never mind!!

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


November 29th-30th


5.01am

What a crap day today.

I was writing peacefully when you came back home and screamed:

"Come on Yuki! We'd better get ready! We must leave home at 7.00pm!"

I raised an eyebrow.

"What the hell are you talking about, you damn brat?"

"Seguchi-san's birthday party!! Have you already forgotten?!"

"Hmm... Let's be frank... Yes! So go on your own and save a piece of cake for me, will you?"

"No way! I went to a lot of bloody trouble to find the costumes, so you'd better move your ass and get ready!"

Costumes... I had completely forgotten about that! A little bird was telling me I wasn't going to like it. At all.

And the little bird was right!

"WHAT IS THAT?"

"Your costume. Isn't it cute? And it fits mine perfectly!"

"You must be kidding me!"

"Come on Yuki! You said you'd do anything I want for the rest of the week!"

"Yeah, well... I said that before I got to know you'd broken my vase, you fucking punk!"

"You're an asshole Yuki. You did make that promise BEFORE that, so you have to keep your word!!"

I took the Sylvester the cat costume and locked myself in the bedroom. What a stupid promise!! Next time I'll think carefully before speaking!

The costume is absolutely ridiculous. And that black hood with cat ears... Oh my!!

"Yukiiii!! Are you ready?"

"I'm not going anywhere dressed like that!"

"Ah, don't start sulking! Open the door!"

"Fuck off!"

"Yuki!!"

I opened the door and glared at you. The Tweety costume was nearly as ridiculous as my Sylvester one, especially that orange beak on your nose.

"Blimey! Yuki! You're so cute!!! You're the cutest cat I've ever seen in my life! You're so cute I could eat you up!"

"I thought Sylvester was supposed to eat Tweety, not the contrary. And STOP PINCHING MY CHEEKS!!"

Alright, here are the highlights of the evening:


THE POLICE ENCOUNTER.

Later in the car.

"Is the red nose really necessary?"

"Have you ever seen Sylvester without his red nose?

"But I can hardly breathe with it!! Ah, shit! Cops!"

I stopped the car.

"Papers please!" The policeman said.

Just my luck! I got out of the car.

"Listen, my license is in the back pocket of my trousers and that won't be an easy task to reach it, with that costume and all"

"I see… You refuse to show your papers, huh?"

"That's not what I said! Besides, can't you see I'm Yuki Eiri, the novelist? And the pink-haired punk inside the car is Shindou Shuichi, Bad Luck's singer"

The mustachioed policeman glanced at you and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, sure. Nice to meet you. I'm Queen Elizabeth II and my workmate right there is Batman. Now if you could please blow into the breath-test..."

"Fuck off, you moron!"

"Alright. Speeding offence, refusal to comply, verbal assault of a policeman... It's gonna cost you a lot, Sylvester!"

I gritted my teeth, fighting the urge to punch him right in the face and add "violence against a policeman" to the list.

"Fine" I snapped. "Shuichi, grab my license, it's in my back pocket"

Oh my! I'd rather not imagine the picture of the two of us at this precise moment. I, leaning forward in that ridiculous costume, cigarette dangling from my mouth, and you and your Tweety outfit, standing close behind me to unzip my costume and then searching for my license in my back pocket.

Jesus! Is there something more gay and more humiliating than that??

"There… It says Uesugi Eiri, not Yuki Eiri" the policeman smirked.

"Gee! Have you ever heard of pennames?"

"Hmm… The picture on the license does look like Yuki Eiri though…"

"Of course it does! It's me!"

He took a closer look at the picture, then at me, then at the picture again.

"Alright... If you sign an autograph for my wife and that your little friend of yours signs one for my daughter, maybe I'll turn a blind eye, huh?"

"Didn't I tell you you were always driving too fast? So who was right eh?" You asked once we were back in the car.

"Shut the hell up, you damn brat! Have you ever tried to drive with giant cat feet??!!"


THE PARTY

You knocked at the door of Seguchi's office. The door opened slightly and you were greeted by a Magnum 44 on your temple.

"Password?"

You gulped.

"Huh, oh… Tohma-is-a-freak"

"Good"

The door opened wide and the owner of the gun was… Darth Vader.

"I thought Darth Vader's weapon was a laser sword, not a magnum, K" I smirked.

"Beware, pussycat!" He laughed sarcastically.

He wasn't the only one to laugh.

"I'll just kill the first one who laughs again" I warned.

Everyone was already there. Hiro was dressed as Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean and was apparently the party's DJ, Ayaka was Pocahontas, Sakano was err… a depressed business man, Mika was Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, Noriko was Wonder Woman, Suguru was…

"Hey, Suguru! What are you doing wrapped in that white sheet? Have you just got out of bed? And what's that false beard for?" You asked.

"Isn't it obvious??! I'm Aristotle"

You blinked.

"Oh… Never heard of that singer, is he any good?"

Fujisaki clapped his hand to his forehead and I really felt for him.

"Shindou-san, have you ever been to school? Education is the best provision for the journey to old agePleasure in the job but perfection in workOne swallow does not make a summer… No??"

You nudged me and gave me an anxious look.

"Yuki… I think Suguru-kun is on drugs…"

I knocked your head to the ground (and you're lucky enough your Tweety stuffed hood absorbed the shock!)

"Aristotle is one of the most famous Greek philosophers, you ignorant dickhead!!!"

"Oh really? I never knew! Has he got a TV show or something?"

That's when I decided to give up and face the fact I am going out with a retarded.

Talking about mentally retarded, that damned Sakuma glomped you from behind.

"SHUICHIIIIIIIIIIIII!!"

He was wearing his usual bunny costume.

"Shu-chan, look at Kumagoro! He's cosplaying me today!"

The hideous bunny had a brown wig and a red headband.

Why didn't I feel in the right place?

Then I spotted my brother. Leather underpants, bracelets, spiky collar and chains.

"What the Hell is that costume Tatsuha?" I yelled at him.

"I'm Ryuichi's slave!" He beamed.

I was definitely not in the right place.

"Hurry up! Light the cake's candles and turn off the lights! Tohma's coming! His car's already there!" Mika screamed, looking through the window.

"What have you told him to make him come at this hour of the evening?" I asked.

"Sakano-san called him to say he had something very important to discuss" Fujisaki explained.

"And that's all it took to…"

"Shhh!!" Mika interrupted me.

The door opened.

"Sakano-san, I hope it's…"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"

I hadn't seen Tohma that happy in… so many years. For once, his smiles seemed really sincere and I must admit it was somehow, er, heartwarming.


THE DANCE

It was already late in the night and I already had seven slices of chocolate cake when Nakano decided to play some romantic song.

Tohma and my sister were the first ones on the dance floor, languorously embraced. They were soon followed by Hiro and Ayaka. And then by my bro and Sakuma. Tatsuha and Ryuichi. Oh dear! Sakano was there too, dancing alone, his hands wrapped around invisible shoulders.

You gave me a hopeful puppy look.

"Drop dead!"

"Pleaaaase, Yuki!!"

"I said. Drop dead!"

"Anything I want 'til the end of the week! You said it!"

"Big mistake" I sighed. "Alright. But just one dance!"

"Yeaaaaaah!!"

The second later, we were on the dance floor.

"Yuki… I never knew you were such a good dancer…"

"Well, I didn't know it either. I suppose you inspire me…"

"Wha…?? What did you just say?"

I don't know if it's the song, or the general mood, or the glitters in your impossibly large lavender eyes, but before I knew it, I had pulled out both your beak and my red nose, and I was kissing you deeply, gently, ignoring the hysterical screams around us and K taking pictures.

It was just you. And me. Us.

When the song ended and we parted away, you stood still, as if you were frozen, your nose bleeding like hell.

"Hey, you're bleeding"

"I know that, you asshole! What was that, Yuki??! Were you trying to kill me??!"

"You're the one who wanted to dance, aren't you?"

"Yeah, sure… but… What suddenly made you all lovey-dovey?"

"I suppose I drank too much" I said with a smile.

"Oh…"

All I had drunk during the evening were alcohol-free cocktails, but I had to find an excuse…


BACK HOME.

I'm not sure Sylvester and Tweety's creators had ever imagined their characters would turn into porn actors and make out together on a sofa…Oh well…

Now you're sleeping like a baby. A baby with a yellow hood.

Hmm… Maybe it wasn't such a bad day, after all…


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