Title: Residential Complication

Disclaimer: Gravitation belongs to Murakami Maki-sensei.

Summary: Eiri, Shuichi, Tatsuha, Ryuichi, K, and Hiro are staying together. Many people assume that they're just ordinary housemates. The question is - are they? Join me, and we shall take a peek in the six bishounens' diaries as things begin to get complicated.

Warnings: Yaoi, slight AU (the characters are the same... it's just that they're living together), incest, slight OOC-ness, perhaps?

Pairings: Almost every pairing possible with the six of them, but it might change in the end.

Notes: Aaaargh! Stupid, stupid me! I changed the date to 12th of February because I wanted the characters to have a special Valentine's day, but since I was typing it on Valentine's Day itself, the stupid, stupid me typed "Happy Valentine's Day"! *bashes head onto keyboard*

Well, let's get on to the fic, shall we?

[Entry One – Yuki Eiri/Uesugi Eiri's Diary]

12th February

I woke up feeling tired. Shuichi disappeared, so I guess he's out with Ryuichi. Those two are always together. I have a feeling that they're in some random hotel room screwing each other. Not that I'm complaining, because the brat can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. I do love him, but I won't wake up at 4.00 a.m. just to fulfill his sexual needs!

As I passed K's room, I heard some strange noises from inside. I wasn't surprised to hear Hiroshi screaming something in English. Since K started teaching him that language, they've been kicking Japanese aside and using English while fucking.

Before I could reach the kitchen, my pest of a brother glomped me from behind. When Tatsuha glomps someone, he sticks to that person for *hours*. I tried kicking his brainless head before, but he didn't care. The result? One bruised but otherwise healthy teenager, and a grumpy author. Well, back to where he glomped me this morning.

"Aniki!" he squealed (a few octaves higher than usual).

I could've gotten deaf. He must've been hanging around too much with the two idiots.

"What?" I snapped, pissed off.

"Good morning!" And he pressed his lips to my right ear. My *ear*. My sensitive, delicate ear.

I shrieked girlishly and clamped my hands over my ears. Tatsuha sniggered and let go of me. Feeling relieved, I turned around and was about to glare at him when he launched himself at me. I wasn't prepared, so we ended up in an ungraceful heap on the floor.

The first thing I felt upon regaining my composure was the feeling of my brother's lips on mine. Damn, he's such a good kisser. I opened my mouth, giving him more access than before. The little devil slid his tongue into my mouth. Oh Kami-sama, that felt so good.

Wait a minute.

Tatsuha's kissing *me*.

I tried to push Tatsuha off, but the bugger wouldn't move. Instead, he was kissing me with more ardor; I could feel his tongue pushing against the roof of my mouth. His hands were roaming over my body, and I grabbed them to get his attention. When he looked at me, I could see the lust pooling in his eyes. It seems like Chibi Tatsuha needs some attention.

"Tatsuha?" I made a futile attempt at getting back my brother, but Tatsuha's gone, and now he's being replaced by the 'Extra Horny Devil'.

The sexually frustrated teenager pinned me to the floor by straddling my hips, and began ripping off my clothes. No, I'm not kidding. He *ripped* off my clothes, and all that was left of them was a pile of rags. Dratted creature. Since when did he become so strong? I'm supposed to be older, stronger, and the more seme one among us, dammit!

"Aniki..."

Whoa. He's still sane?

Tatsuha tossed his own clothes aside and growled predatorily. It sent a shiver up my spine to hear my brother growling like that. Just as he was giving my *bleep* (hey, I'm a little shy about my – *cough* private bits, okay?!) a good squeeze, the door opened.

"Yuki? Are you-" Shuichi stopped in mid-sentence and gawked at us, his eyes as wide as saucers.

"Eh? What's wrong? AAAAH!!! No, Kumagoro can't see this!" cried Ryuichi, pulling the rabbit's ears over its eyes.

...Busted.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

Shuichi ran into the kitchen. Ryuichi remained there and muttered to his stuffed bunny, "Forget what you saw, Kumagoro. Just pretend you didn't see anything."

Tatsuha pulled on his jeans and mumbled, "Sorry, aniki. I guess you should go talk to him."

I was puzzled. First he was kissing me like there was no tomorrow, and now he's apologizing?

Oh yeah... Shuichi.

I went into my room to pull on some clothes. When I entered the kitchen, Shuichi was sitting at the table and chewing on his jacket. I pulled it away from him gently, and he looked at me. I pressed my lips to his lightly and whispered, "I'm sorry, Shuichi."

"........."

"Shuichi?"

"Um, Yuki, let me deal with this," said Hiroshi, who had just entered the kitchen.

I turned back to Shuichi. He had a dazed expression on his face. I sighed.

"Please take care of him," I said to Hiroshi as I walked past him.

"Sure thing," he replied.

Honestly, I haven't seen Shuichi that traumatized before. He walked in on me once when I was screwing Ryuichi (I was drunk, and I didn't bother to check if it was really that brat), and all he said was, "Yuki... you've got the wrong guy."

As I stepped out into the living room, I wondered what triggered my brother's actions this morning. He could always have gone to a local brothel or something, if all he wanted was just a casual fuck.

Speaking of Tatsuha... I found him sleeping on the couch. He was hugging Ryuichi's pink bunny and mumbling something incoherent. I've seen him asleep many times before, but only now I realized that he looked so adorable.

...Great, now I'm having positive thoughts about my annoying, horny, Nittle Grasper-loving brother.

I brushed his bangs away from his eyes. I haven't been spending time with him these days. Maybe that triggered his strange behavior ...or maybe not.

"You love him, don't you? ...Not as a brother, I mean."

I turned around and saw Ryuichi leaning against the wall, his arms crossed. The childish demeanor was gone; his eyes showed the maturity equal of his age. I looked back at Tatsuha.

"........."

"I understand what you're feeling, Yuki. All this feelings, all this emotions - that's what makes this world what it is. You can't help it," said Ryuichi. "Nobody can."

For the first time, I heard a hint of bitterness in Sakuma Ryuichi's voice. When my gaze met his, he turned away.

"I've experienced it, too," he admitted, and added, "I'm sorry, Yuki."

What?

"I don't understand," I said.

"It's okay, you don't have to."

After he left, I sat down near Tatsuha's feet. Ryuichi was trying to tell me something. I could feel it.

"...Eiri?"

Tatsuha yawned and sat up. His hair was tousled, and he had this endearing expression on his face that made me want to kiss him there and then, but I hugged him instead.

"Aniki? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Tatsuha... Nothing's wrong."

It wasn't long before exhaustion overwhelmed me, and I fell asleep in my brother's arms.

[Entry One – Complete]

Phew, finished the first chapter! By the way, this is my first Gravitation fic. I hope it wasn't so bad. I've only read the manga until volume five... and I've never watched the anime. Well, I guess I've bored you enough, ne? Thank you for reading Residential Complication – Entry One, and please spare some time to review on your way out, if possible.