A/N: This is a strange chapter, no angts, just sweetness '^_^ Oh well, it's "the Plot" that asked for it °_°.

Not much to say about this one, first thing a big, huge, enormous thank you to jestagal for being my beta reader. Without you, this chapter would have been a total mess x_X

The song is a Smashing Pumpkin's tune. Not much to say about them either, the weird music is coming later, the Pumpkins are amazingly popular so I don't think I need to say anything more. I'm uploading this fiction on my Gravitation site as well, and there, I'm uploading the mp3 of the songs of the various chapters. I put the Pulp chapter&song already, I'll do the same with this one as soon as I can. I don't know if you care, but I'm saying this just in case you're curious to listen to these songs.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, no Gravitation, no My Sweet Prince, No Stand inside your love.

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My Sweet Prince

Track two: Stand Inside Your Love

I entered my flat and no one came flying at me, no Shuichi yelling his undying love, no brat kissing me. To my surprise, I didn't like this silence. It irked me greatly. I probably would never admit it, but I was addicted to his zest for life and his enthusiasm. I wasn't like him, not anymore, but I needed him to be my opposite in some ways and yet, the exact same in some others.

I heard water running from the bathroom and a familiar voice singing. It made me feel relaxed and relieved. I had been so worried and scared that he was going to leave me that I needed to be assured every day. I needed to know that he is mine. I'm incredibly weak when it comes to Shuichi and it's something that really scares me, but at the same time, I love it. Being weak when you love someone is a part of the game. You can't expose yourself entirely unless you show those parts of you - the parts which are so fragile that a gentle breeze could crush them into pieces.

I couldn't, yet, relax with Shuichi, not because I didn't trust him, only because of Kitazawa. So many years have past and still, I'm shocked that I'm still able to love someone as if I were sixteen again. Back then I loved my teacher and I trusted him, he took advantage of my melancholy and my feelings without a second thought. I know Shuichi won't do this, because the story has changed and I'm in charge of leading this relationship, not him. But I'm in love with him, and all rational thoughts vanish when I look into his eyes.

I take off my shoes and I go into the bathroom. I knew the door would be unlocked and I needed to wash my hands and my face. After meeting Touma I felt like the sticky air that surrounded us had permeated my skin, an uncomfortable sensation of staleness had never left me even when I had walked out from the café hours ago.

Shuichi didn't notice me, but then his face popped out of the shower half scared and half bewildered. As soon as he recognised me, a large grin spread across his face

"I didn't hear you coming… Sorry if I didn't come to greet you at the door."

"You're saying you're sorry for not trying to kill me by breaking my neck?"

He pouted on hearing those words.

"Yuuuuukiiiiii, you're so mean…"

"And you're so stupid, you get what you deserve"

His eyes scanned mine, trying to understand if I was really angry with him or if I was just being myself.

Actually I didn't care, looking at his sweet face, his soaked yet tantalizing hair, the shape of his body through the frosted glass remembered me what a lustful bastard I am and how that perfect, cute, beautiful creature was mine.

//You and me

Meant to be

Immutable

Impossible

It's destiny

Pure lunacy

Incalculable

Insufferable //

I reach out for his face and I caress it, making him shiver. I push him to the wall and I pin his wrists with my hands. His eyes widen. I love it when he's taken by surprise.

"You're going to get soaked," he managed to whisper as I started licking the water that ran down his neck.

I'm already drenched but I can't be bothered. The sweet water I'm drinking tastes like Shuichi and this is enough to make my mind fuzzy.

//But for the last time

You're everything that I want and ask for //

The media had a field trip when they found out about us. A famous and talented writer and one of the most popular singers of the nation… but as I drove my mouth up to his ear first, then his jaw line I knew I couldn't care less because what gives meaning to everything I am and have is this skin I'm kissing, this voice I'm hearing, this person I'm holding.

//You're all that I'd dreamed //

His lips are so soft that I can never get enough of them. The water is still pouring, but I can't hear it anymore, the world had long been forgotten. It's just Shuichi and me now.

//Who wouldn't be the one you love

Who wouldn't stand inside your love //

He wraps one of his legs around my waist and he pushes me closer. I love it when he does it - a simple movement that seduces me. I free his hand to pick him up and lean his body on me, so that he can wrap both of his legs around me, hold me and never let me go.

As soon as his hands are free he embraces me, and it's his mouth, now, that plays with my skin and I'm completely lost. His scent; his movements; his everything has poisoned me and now, the last sparkle of rationality leaves opening the doors to love and passion.

//Protected and the lover of

A pure soul and beautiful you

Don't understand//

I wondered, for a fleeting second, why this pure, uncontaminated soul would choose me. He breathed heavily, exhausted, laying on the carpet right next to me. I don't know how we managed to end up here. Shuichi looked enticing with a drop of water on his right cheek, and his hair fanned out, crowning his face.

//Don't feel me now

I will breathe

For the both of us //

He might know by now that I love him. I kiss him where that drop had caressed his skin. I hope he'll be assured, but I never told him. My words, like poison, were completely the opposite of what my heart wanted me to say. My glare, like spears, was never meant to pierce his fragile heart. I just need time. I know he wants me to put into words what I feel, but communication is not just made up of sounds, syllables and sentences, but they're balm for the soul in any case. I promise I'll try, not right now, though, I just need time…

"I'm hungry!"

"Well make some food then…"

"I ordered some pizza."

"You did what? You know I hate that chewy, nasty bread-ish thing!"

"No, this isn't the usual pizza. I met this Italian who just moved here and opened a restaurant. What he cooks tastes awesome, so different that everything else…"

"Yeah, right, whatever, I'm not going to eat that, you brat!"

I got up and walked out of the bathroom.

"Yuuuuuki!!!"

He trailed behind me.

"Don't get in my way, I'm going to take a shower"

"Can we take it together?"

"Bug off!"

"Yuukiii, I was the one who was taking a shower in the first place…"

"You'll wait for your pizza-man while I take a shower. This is a punishment for thinking I could eat pizza for dinner," I said without compassion.

I stormed to the bathroom and locked the door. I hear him complain about my behaviour, because he can't get over me being so loving and so mean at the same time. It was juxtaposition to him.

As the water runs down I thought of my meeting with Touma. The feeling of staleness that had surrounded me before was still there. I forgot everything when I was in Shuichi's arms but now reality was back. I let the soap cleanse everything that was on my mind and the water drained all away. What was left on my skin was just the tingling sensation of Shuichi's touch.

When I came out from the bathroom, the pizzas had already been delivered. I had to admit they smelled better than they usually do. The aroma almost made my mouth water. Almost.

"Sure you don't want to taste it?"

"Baka." The word left my mouth before I could even register his question.

But my curiosity was aroused. That smell was really mouth-watering, nothing compared to what I was used to relate with pizza. My stomach gave a low rumble. I was really hungry so I thought I might as well have a try. I bit into the slice of pizza and I felt like my taste buds were having a joyride. I don't know what made it different, but it just tasted divine. Not that I would admit Shuichi was right though. He was looking at me with questioning eyes.

"It does taste good, doesn't it?"

"Maybe"

"I knew it"

"Baka" but I continued eating it, feeling a tad disappointed when I finished it all too soon.

"Why are you staring at me, you brat?"

"You look beautiful and elegant even when you eat with your hands… you're so cool Yuki!!!"

"…" I love it when he tells me he adores me out of the blue. If I could get a wish, I'd wish for him to say it over and over again.

Am I a narcissist? Maybe…

//Travel the world

Traverse the skies

Your home is here

Within my heart //

I was trying to stop my hand from reaching for anther slice of pizza when he suddenly scampered into our bedroom and emerged with a small bag.

"This is for you"

"What…?" I knew why he had a gift for me, because I had one for him too, but I felt embarrassed just thinking of me presenting him with something, so I just pretended I didn't remember… As if I could ever forget…

"Just because…" He comes close to me as I unwrapped the wrapping paper carefully. There was a single earring inside - the most exquisite one I'd ever seen. It had an ancient feeling to it.

I couldn't believe that he had such a good taste…I restrained myself from ogling at them (the earring and Shuichi ^^).

"Do you like it?"

"I…" really I didn't have the words to explain my immense joy. I felt the urge to embrace him, but before I could move I lost myself in those purple eyes and I remained silent.

Pure perfection.

"It's a reproduction of an earring of Henry VIII"

"You know who that man was?"

"I actually didn't before I read a manga placed in England during the XVI century.." he blushed a deep red admitting his ignorance, and I could not help picking on him. He's so cute.

"That explains it…"

"Yuuuki!!" he yells at me with fake angry eyes "Well, I saw this picture of him and he was wearing this beautiful earring…. So I took some information here and there, I found out a lot about him as well as on his jewellery. So I thought that it'd looked awesome on you. Anything and everything looks good on you…but anyway, he was one of the greatest kings of Europe…" he said in one breath, then whispered "… but you're my king" With that he tip-toed and brought his lips near mine.

"Happy anniversary, my love." He murmured breathily. His lips wasted no time in finding mine.

//And for the first time

I feel as though I am reborn

In my mind

Recast as child and mystic sage

Who wouldn't be the one you love

Who wouldn't stand inside your love //

I melted, I couldn't help it. Passion had taken over me, and it was too powerful. I had to surrender.

"Thank you, it is beautiful" I manage to say between kisses.

My body was still exhausted, but my mind couldn't get enough of him, especially when he was the one that was temping me.

//And for the first time

I'm telling you how much I need and bleed for

You're every move and waking sound

In my time

I'll wrap my wire around your heart and your mind

You're mine forever now //

Making love to him was the only reason for me to breathe now. I didn't even give him my gift but I wasn't concerned. That can wait until later.

But that sometimes does not happen. I should have learnt it years ago.

//Who wouldn't be the one you love and live for

Who wouldn't stand inside your love and die for

Who wouldn't be the one you love//

To be continued...

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Yeah, in this chapter two of my obsessions come out, which are Italian pizza (I can't help it, I would eat it forever... Drinking beer along with it. They match perfectly. This sounds like something Eiri would say, but then it's true: beer&pizza) and history. Henry VIII, Elisabeth the Great... That period is amazing, especially if you think that during those years Shakespeare was born... And this is my third obsession, but then, I don't think anyone cares, so Belial, stop it now ¬_¬'''