Author's Note: I do not own Gravitation, but I do wish I owned Eiri-san. *- * Ahh, gomen nasai. Got carried away. Anyways, don't sue me...unless you're a tall blonde in a I-don't-care-if-people-see-my-chest suit. Mm....Shoulders....Ahh ! Hurry and read before I continue to ramble! ^-^

Bardic Riddle

~Come, oh sweet abyss into a lover's embrace. I beckon you to me with my song. Open your arms to me as a willing fan, so as I can sing our love.~

Crap...It was the usual dribble of a naive boy still retaining innocence. Tainted by a touch of one who should never have known of such vulnerable spirits, the young singer could only create of what ideals he knew or sought for. Dreams that he could never give.

A blank screen laminated the darkened corners of the dreary room, icon blinking back at him in a taunt to continue to a new chapter. Such an ironic joke that he, of all those cursed upon this earth, would be author to stories of love and romance. Useless nonsense.

Golden orbs flickered back to the sheet upon his desk, scribed words scattered upon the stained page of what his young lover had conceived. Young, infantile...the pink haired singer was one to marvel at times for unearned patience and tolerance.

~A cold stare hides of what feelings I know is there. Take me as I am and my faults, as I take you. Hide within your golden cage, as long as I have the key.~

Brows knit down at the second verse. Only passively had he looked at the lyrics of the young singer's new song, just as he had with others that he intrusted for his opinion. All had the same curt reply. Crap. Crap. Crap. It was a tug at his conscience that set his dull orbs to skim over the verse with deliberate inspection.

Strange how at first glance it had been deemed just as childish drivel with a dismissive review, eyes speaking of his disapproval before verbally condemned. His lover had known of his arrogant criticism and dismissed himself without much of his foolish smile that had become a custom in his life. Had he left the lyrics as a note of his affection, or of mere vestigial forgetfulness?

The latter deemed more convincing.

And yet still they nagged at his attentions, submerging him into it's bardic riddle. Words had no meaning to him, nonsense written to please those who care to read and define it as they shall.

Sudden chill ran down his spine, welcomed against the heat of his thoughts that hummed through the silence of the dwelling. It was then when a thought transpired; Where was the loud youth?

The phone rang.

Eyes fell upon it's black surface with a look of uncertainty before hand extended to lift it to his ear. No words of greeting was attempted, rather knowing of whoever would call would know of him and his routines.

"Eiri-san.." Tohma. The familiar voice brought relief to an ache within his chest. Though the next words stripped him of that privilege.

"There's been an accident..."

Author's Ending Note: OoOoh. What will happen next? _ Who knows?! Well..I do. Or do I ?? Oooh. So much mystery, so much suspense, so much Coke !!!!!!!!!