Talkies: Hello, peoples! THANKS SO MUCH TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO REVIEWED MY FIRST FIC!!!!!!! (Jerry Springer Host a Gravitation All-out Brawl) You made me feel happy. Reeeeaaal happy. Now Cloud Seven is back, with more spoutings of weirdness from my little monkey brain… I apologise for the strange, yet thought provoking title of this pathetic little story. I wrote it on a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing……………………..

Disclaimer: Maki Murakami ownth ye Gravitation. I order thee to join a cult worshiping her greatness.

Warnings: None really…. Can't think of any, anyhow… just the usual craziness…

The Interestin' lil Adventure

Shuichi was bored. Bored, bored, BORED. He would have thought there would be at least something interesting to do, but no… He sighed, lazily chewing on the end of a strawberry pocky stick, flicking the channels of the television with no real interest, not taking in the snippets of people's dialogue… which may have just lost him a chance at actually understanding what would be happening over the next few days…

'…experts say…cute bunny rabbit…greatest romance novelist to date…everybody reading his books… entrancing, some say, hypnotising… happy cheery lucky Christmas times…lived happily ever after…chicken…'

"Yu~ki…" He tried… no answer. He frowned slightly and pouted. Yuki never did anything with him. He'd only been living with him for three days, and Yuki hardly ever came out of his study. In fact one time Yuki had stayed in his study for 7 consecutive hours. Shuichi had thought he'd died or something…

"Yuki...?" Shuichi padded silently over to the door of Yuki's study. He tried the handle: locked. He thought for a moment…

"Yes…" he whispered… there was only one thing for it…. Shuichi turned so that his back was facing the door, slowly counted 7 strides from it, whipped around and charged, all the while shouting KUMAGAROU BEAM!!!!!!! (A useful little trick he'd learnt from Ryuichi – and he didn't even need a Kumagarou to perform this manoeuvre! "There are many attacks you can perform, using the ancient art of the Kumagarou" Ryuichi had said wisely, "The one needed to remove obstacles from your path involves concentrating your Kuma energy in your hands – like this – then, with a good run up, pressing your hands hard against the object and projecting your beam so that not only are you protected from the blast, but the obstruction is removed quite neatly out of your way (na no da).") ¹

The explosion was a little louder than he had expected. Quite a bit, actually. Cool. Shuichi carefully picked his way through the ruins of what once was a door, and bits of wall, and prepared himself for attack ("The problem with using Kuma attacks is that sometimes you get people angry if you destroy their stuff NA NO DA. Be ready to receive and deflect their attacks…" – Sakuma Sensei). Shuichi glanced around the room, warily looking for any sign of an attack…

Yuki was still typing on his computer, apparently oblivious to all that had been going on, i.e. the demolition of nearly half his study. Shuichi pattered over to where Yuki sat and looked over his shoulder…

'… it's nearly ready, No.7, all we need to do now is organise the kidnapping…'

Yuki was talking to someone on MSN?

"Whatcha doin', Yuki?"

From the way Yuki reacted, it looked as though he'd been spiked with a very sharp, very hot metal skewer. Or perhaps as if he'd been told that he was being sent to live in some underground cave in Siberia for the rest of his life. With Shuichi. Or, as if he'd been discovered doing something very suspicious… something mysterious that needed looking into right away…

"SHUICHI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!!?!?!"

Shuichi pouted once more, "You never come out of the study! Not even to eat or go to the toilet! You must have a bladder of steel or something!! Not to mention a colon of – "

While saying this, Shuichi had been vainly trying to read some more of the conversation on Yuki's screen; Yuki was frantically closing up various internet exchanges and interesting looking documents.

"Nothing!" Yuki interjected in a rather unusually high voice. "Nothing whatsoever! Ha, hah!" He laughed nervously, eyes flicking around the room, searching for other people that might have seen… whew, no one else here…

"Nothing at all, my little sweetums…"

Gosh. Yuki had never called him that before. Shuichi looked up at Yuki suspiciously,

"Is there something you're not telling me, Yuki?"

"Well, I think it's time for bed!" Yuki said rather louder than necessary, "GOODNIGHT!!"

Yuki then proceeded to sort do a sort of half skip-hop out of the study (blood circulation had been cut off from his legs for sitting in his chair 5 hours straight), not even noticing as he tripped and stumbled over the wreckage of half the room. Weird. Oh well.

Shuichi sighed again and settled down for the night on the couch. Maybe it had been a bad idea moving into Yuki's apartment after all… Yuki, with all his charm and handsomeness had convinced him to come and stay….² All that had happened at Yuki's place these days was strange comings and goings on… Strange people visiting in the small hours of the night… Shuichi pulled his blanket closer to his face and snuggled deeper into its fluffy, soft folds. At least he could look forward to work with Ryuichi tomorrow… Shuichi smiled and went sleepy-byes, and had happy sparkly sugary dreamy-weamies.

¹ does this attack… remind you of anything…? To those who have seen Dragon Ball Z, I say YES, THE KUMA ATTACK, OR AT LEAST THE ONE MENTIONED HERE IS REALLY JUST A COPY OF THE KAMEHAMEHA. Credit goes to… Akira Toriyama for actually creating the Kamehameha attack in the first place…

² in my story Shuichi was reluctant to move out of his parents' house – Yuki persuaded him to come live with him for a week…….

*laughs half-heartedly* Yessssshhh…. It is true I wrote this in sort of about one minute… I tried my best but me didn't have much time… I apologise for the lameness of this first chapter, but I promise you… all right, I sort of half assure you that the following chapters will hopefully be worth the time of the slight movement of the finger and the taking in of information by way of the strained abused eyes…. Gosh, I seem to be talking about the Kumagarou Beam thing in all my stories quite a bit … (at the time of writing this: all stories = 2). But enough ramblings and blatherings on…