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: I've checked this morning again, and nope, I am not Maki Murakami. Therefore, I still do not own Gravitation *sigh*

Note: Well, sorry for the late update! I am really busy at work these days. Anyway, here's a little chapter I've just had great fun to write, but hey, it's 3.00am here, so it probably didn't come out the way I expected and it must be full of mistakes. I'll check that later! ;-)

And thank you for all your kind reviews, as usual! 210 reviews is really crazy! I really don't think i deserve them! If I wasn't such a lazy git, I'd even do a little dance! hehe! :-p

Oh, and SaMakoto Rei has even asked me if she could translate it in Spanish. I've just seen she posted the first chapter and it's so weird to see my story in a language I don't understand! lol. Well, thank you for that, Samakoto, it makes me feel special! *blush*

(I hope I don't sound boastful or anything because I can tell you I'm not! I'm just flattered and a bit embarrassed! lol)

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

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December 26th.

11.01am

I am in a jolly good mood today. Just thought I'd mention it because it happens once every ten years or so.

I wake up pretty early this morning and I smirked when I saw your naked body covered in… proofs of what happened during the night. Hickeys…. Well, didn't I say yesterday that I'd make sure people remember to whom you belong?

I was about to launch another attack but the dried drool at the corner of your mouth AND on your pillow somehow iced me. Yuck! That's disgusting!

Anyway, that wasn't enough to spoil my mood.

I got up and dragged my feet into the kitchen.

Morning ritual.

Coffee, nicotine, and some more coffee.

Oh you tried hard to make me give up that habit but you know by now it's useless. Fuck you and your stupid arguments! "Bad breath", my arse! How can you say that when you're the one who farts in bed and laughs like a hyena whenever it happens? Oh, and let's not mention that dried drool again…

Vision of horror. No more cigarettes in my packet. Usually, that would have been more than enough to make me livid and I would have taken it out on you. (Naughty sex… *smirks*).

But once again, that wasn't enough to spoil my mood.

I put on my long black coat over my pajamas. And shoes. And wool hat.

It was freaking cold outside and I slipped on an icy puddle and nearly fell.

Still, that wasn't enough to spoil my mood.

I entered the nearby shop and placed a Marlboro pack on the counter. And a cinnamon Tic-Tac pack. And a tropical fruit Mentos tube. Dammit, those sweets displays are temptation's heaven! And wallet's enemy.

So I was about to pay for all that when the front page of some tabloid on the magazines display caught my eyes. I frowned and gritted my teeth. Anger started to boil inside me. Paparazzi really piss me off. I fought the urge to tear all the exemplars into pieces.

Today's my "jolly good mood day" and I just couldn't let that bloody picture spoil my mood.

I took the tabloid and added it on the counter. I, Yuki Eiri, famous novelist, was buying a tabloid. How's that? I swear I was blushing even more than the first time I bought a Playboy magazine in New-York, an eternity ago.

When I stepped into the flat, you were sitting on the sofa, eating cereals in front of some stupid anime on TV.

"Hi Honey!" You beamed before staring at me with a puzzled look. "Yu…Yuki… Is that a smile on your face?"

A smirk more like!

I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, am I not allowed to smile?"

"Err… it's just… I'm not sure it's a good sign…" You mumbled.

If I hadn't been in a jolly good mood, I would have knocked you on the head for less than that.

"So… What are you smiling about?" You asked in a very suspicious tone.

"Jesus! You're such a killjoy! Can't I be happy just once in a while? You should be proud that I bought a magazine just because you were on the front page and I thought the pic was really cute. I'm gonna hang it on my study's wall"

Your face lit up.

"REALLY??!!!"

"Yup"

"Oh, Yuki!! You knew I've always dreamt you'd do something like that!!"

"Yeah, that's why I'm going to do it right now. You stay here and I call you once I've hung it"

I made my way to the study, carefully cut out the picture and taped it to the wall.

"Hey, come here brat!" I yelled, still smirking.

The look on your face when you entered the study and caught a glimpse of the picture was absolutely priceless!

"WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. THAT??!!!!" You screamed.

"Well, I thought you're kinda cute on this" I teased.

"Take it off!!"

"No way! You said you wanted me to hang a picture of you on the wall. That's done, now! Make up your mind, you damn brat!!"

"But…"

"Didn't I tell you yesterday that it was no good to stay naked in front of the bay-window?"

Oh my! I hadn't had so much fun in ages! How do you say that again? "LOL"? "LMAO"? Whatever!!

Nothing can spoil my mood today!!

4.46pm.

I am grumpy.

I am grouchy.

I. AM. IN. A. PISSY. BLACK. MOOD.

And it's all your fault, you fucking punk.

Dammit, I hate you!

You've just ruined my "jolly good mood day"!

"Since you seem in such a good mood Yuki, you probably won't mind knowing that we're spending New Year's Eve at Seguchi-san's and that Riku is coming from the States tomorrow to spend a week at our place? Oh, and do you have any idea where all my underpants have disappeared? Can't be Tatsuha again, can it?"

WHAT. THE. FUCK?!!!

This definitely took me by surprise and it made me swallow an M&M whole. A green one. My favourites! (I fucking don't care they all taste the same! The green ones are the best. Full stop).Thought I would choke to death and come to think of it, maybe I would have liked it better that way!

(By the way, gesticulating like a rabid monkey and yelling "I'M SORRY YUKI!! PLEASE DON'T DIE!!!" wouldn't have saved my life, you useless piece of shit!)

Seguchi's New Year's Eve party. Well, I can pretend to be sick. And contagious. Very contagious. Oh, no, forget about that! That wouldn't even scare him. He would just come along and play nurse with me. And even enjoy it! The simple memory of that time he suggested to administer me a suppository is enough to give me nightmares for the next few months. I think I still prefer the party. Oh my.

Tatsuha. That pervert. If one pair of your underpants earned him a kiss from the rabbit rapist the other day, then I'd rather not try to think about what he got in exchange of an entire drawer of underpants. And if he ever dared to put a hand on that gorgeous dark violet thong of yours, he's a dead man! Oh wait... Makes me think that I still haven't wished him his birthday yet... Maybe I am the dead man. Shit!

And then there's that brat... Surely... How could you do that to me? You know how much I hate kids! They're loud, they're annoying, they're vicious and they've got devilish puppy eyes that make you feel guilty for not sharing your Snickers bar with them. They sound pretty much like you, come to think of it. And this one is... just as bad as any other! And he calling me "Papa" is the sickest thing I've ever heard! I mean, come on! I killed his "papa", for fuck's sake!

But what annoys me most when the mini-brat's around is that you... ahem... neglect me...

And I just HATE not being the centre of your attention!

I said it before, THE. YUKI. IS. NO. LENDER!

Thanks for reading! ;-) Oh, and I do not own M&M's, Snickers, Tic-Tac nor Mentos! hehe!