Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. I really don't own anything. even the computer I'm on is my parent's. don't sue, I'm broke.

Yaoi (obviously, it's Gravitation), with mature content soon. Or it will be as soon as I get around to writing it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Shuichi walked out the bathroom as calm and composed as the bipolar singer ever was. "I'm ready to contin.ue?" he looked around and saw no one in the room. Walking over to where the interview had been held he sniffed the air. Burning alcohol? He wondered, Why does this always happen at interviews?

He bent down and picked up the microphone from where the interviewer had dropped it and walked over to the hall closet. Opening the door he tossed the mic into the box of about 12 others already there from various news stations. How was Bad Luck ever going to get more publicity if the interviews were never shown on TV?

Just then he heard the sound of a beer can opening and knew that Yuki was on the couch behind him.

"Did you burn another camera, Yuki?" he asked his lover as he plopped gracefully into his lovers lap.

Yuki grunted and gulped down the rest of his beer before looking at Shuichi once more, "You look cute when you pretend to be innocent." He said, leaning foreward and kissing his soft thoroughly.

Shuichi pulled away and wrinkled his nose cutely, "Your lips taste like beer." He complained. Yuki smirked and leaned foreward for another kiss, which Shuichi obliged him despite the lingering taste of beer in Yuki's mouth. As Yuki's hands travelled under Shuichi's shirt, caressing him gently, Shuichi reached foreward and unbuttoned Yuki's usual (practically uniform) black one.

When Shuichi knew that Yuki wanted him badly (from a feeling.on his thigh..) he pulled away from his embrace once more, "I love you, Yuki." He said, staring deeply into Yuki's golden eyes.

Every time just before they were intimate Shuichi professed his love to Yuki, each time hoping to hear it in return. Every time he was disappointed. The lack of response hurt like a knife through his heart, it was almost worse then hearing that Yuki didn't love him. The unsurety of his lover was greatly disturbing and it was starting to hurt him more and more.

Shuichi stared into Yuki's eyes, and saw something flash across them. Yuki's expression softened and he opened his mouth. Shuichi held his breath, was Yuki finally going to say it? Then Yuki closed his mouth again and leaned foreward, placing sloppy kisses on Shuichi's neck and shoulders as if nothing had happened to change the mood. Shuichi felt his hart break and a tear slid down his cheek. Yuki was too absorbed in Shuichi's body to notice.

This is wrong, Shuichi thought to himself, it shouldn't be like this. Even though he loved Yuki, it wasn't enough anymore. He needed to be loved in return. "No." he said, and Yuki looked into his wide, teary eyes.

"No?" he asked, an amused smile on his lips.

"No, Yuki." He said firmly as he rose somewhat unsteadily to his feet and started to turn away. Yuki grabbed his wrist, refusing to let go when Shuichi pulled with all his meagre strength against him. Despite all his struggles, Yuki held fast, his stare hardening as he glared at Shuichi, "I'm not in the mood for your games today Shuichi." He said seriously, squeezing Shuichi's wrist painfully. Shuichi gasped in pain as Yuki reached with his other arm to grab a handful of Shuichi's pink hair and pull the unwilling boy into a violent biting kiss.

Shuichi started to panic, a rush of memories flooded into his mind from when he was kidnapped and he started to get dizzy, "NO!" he screamed against Yuki's mouth, scaring Yuki into letting go, and making him realize what he had done as blood dribbled from the corner of Shuichi's panting mouth. Then Shuichi collapsed onto the floor, eyes glazed as if in a dream.

"Shuichi, I'm so sorry, sssshhh, calm down, it's okay." he pulled the whimpering form onto his lap, holding him as he sobbed silently, "It's ok not, I'm here, that's enough." he murmured. That seemed to wake Shuichi from his dazed tears.

"No, Yuki, it's not enough. It never was, I just didn't realize it until now." He said, surprisingly calm despite the damp tears on his cheeks. With that said, he leaned in, kissed Yuki chastely on his forehead, and walked out of their apartment picking up his backpack on the way without a backwards glance at the confused man on the couch.
Is he leaving Yuki? ~gasp she gasped gaspingly~ could it be?? Well, you'll just have to read and see! HA! Blackmail! But you can't read and see cuz I haven't written anymore! HA! How's that! Now you'll have to review or you'll never know who Yuki turns to for love in his pain..oops, slipped there! Hehehe, I love chocolate cake! Mmm...