Hello minna! Well this is my chapter two! I hope you like it! Thanks for reviewing, Az-Strawberry, Demented Marik, brokenAngelYue, Panatlantic and Chibi Seto! I'm so happy that you took time to review my fic! (Oh, and Demented Marik, you added me to your favorite author's list?!! Oh, I'm not worthy! I hope my fic lives up to your's and every else's standard!) Also thanks to everyone who just reads my fic! (Much thanks also to panatlantic ! I'm so happy that you did decide to read my fic, and tell me about my many mistakes! Without help like telling me about how my title is spelt wrong... I would be lost! So thanks! And you as my beta reader? If your up to it... it would be appreciated...)

Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami, not me... a lowly student...

Now on with the fic!

Breaking-up, Coming Together, and the End

Part 2

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Tousling his black hair, Shuichi began to feel tears slide down his cheeks. Rubbing them away with the corner of his shirt, the man sighed. He looked down at the purple cell he held in his hands. His fingers tracing Eiri's phone number, once again.

This was stupid, Shuichi regarded. All he had to do was phone Eiri and brake it off. But yet his heart would not let him. He knew he had to confront Eiri face on, they had been dating for almost 2 years now. Shuichi felt that no matter how much Eiri might hate him for braking up, he didn't want Eiri to remember as a coward.

He would confront Eiri like a man.

Strolling down the street towards the apartment he use to call his home, Shuichi began to fall deeper into his troubled mind. He began to think once again why he was forced into this position.

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Bad Luck had just finished their studio recording of 'The Touch'. Sakano (Bad Luck's producer) had suggested for guys to go out, in celebration on a job well done. Hiro and Suguru agreed that the idea was swell, while Shuichi on the other hand just wanted to go home and rest. But he decided to put on a cheery face and celebrate.

Arriving at a classy restaurant (They couldn't go to bar. Suguru was only 17) Shuichi, Hiro and Suguru lead by a waitress took their seats.

The waitress, looked approximately 19 years old, clad in a white shirt, black blazer, and pants. She was also looking at Hiro like he was a gourmet meal, complete with a side dish and desert. "So hot stuff, what do you want?" She gave Hiro a big smile.

Hiro twisted in his chair nervously, trying to contain a blush.

Shuichi just sighed. It seemed that were ever his redheaded friend went, girls were sure to hit on him. Suguru on the other hand was so young looking, girls just seemed to pay no attention to him. It didn't seem to bother the teen though. Shuichi had a feeling his friend might be seeing someone. Maybe that cute male sales-clerk at the mall? Those two always were flirting, and he had been starting to hear weird noises coming from the change rooms last time...

Shuichi felt a foot kicking him under the table.

"Shuichi, she asked you what you wanted." The bands pianist gave his friend a strange look.

Spouting off his order in French, Shuichi looked back down at the table. Once more getting lost in his own thoughts.

The waiter now known as Kelee, gave Hiro a wink and walked away.

Blushing furiously, Hiro turned his attention to his miserable friend."Shuichi, what's wrong?"

Shuichi shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing. I'm just sleepy. Singing today took a lot out of me."

Hiro glared at his friend. "Bull shit, Shuichi! Something's obviously bothering you! You've been silent all day! Now what is it?"

"Nothing. Just leave me alone."

Suguru stepped in. "Shuichi, please tell us what's wrong. We're your friends. We'll try to help you, in anyway we can."

Helpless brown eyes stare the two people in front of him. "I think Eiri, might not want me anymore. He's never at home, and when he is, he's working on his book. And when that's not happing..."

Red and green eyes push Shuichi to go on.

"We you know... and it's hard and ruff. Then he just leaves." Tears swell up in Shuichi's eyes. "After that, he just leaves and works on his stupid book. I'm just a fuck to him. That's all I have ever been. I realize that now." Tears escalate freely down Shuichi's face.

Silence fills the table.

"Shuichi..."

"No, Hiro. It's okay. I should have learnt long ago that Eiri doesn't love me. It's just that I had always hoped... But now I know hoping is foolish, when it comes to Eiri. Excuse me. I have to go."

Shuichi leapt out of his seat, bolting out of the restaurant. Leaving two friends to stare at Shuichi's fleeing form, yelling out his name to come back.



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Shuichi ran through the streets, tears plastering his face. 'Eiri, why are you doing this to me. What have I done to you that's so bad, that I deserve this?' echoed through Shuichi's mind. 'Eiri, Yuki... I love you so badly, why don't feel the same way?'

Running with his head down, Shuichi accidentally bumped into a wandering couple. "Sorry... I didn't mean too..." Shuichi peered up at couple. His worst fear coming true.

He stared into golden eyes, making his heart skip a beat. His gaze then rested on the woman clinging onto his lovers arm. The woman was incredibly beautiful. Her hair was raven black, her eyes the colour of ice. She wore a slinky black number that framed her tall lithe body. The only thing wrong with her was her penetrating gaze, staring at Shuichi like he was yesterdays trash.

"Eiri?" was all that Shuichi could spout out.

Eiri glanced at Shuichi. "What do you want, brat?"

"Nothing, Eiri. Nothing at all."

Shuichi turned his face back to Eiri and his new found lover, running away into the black night.

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Well Folks, that was chappie two. Hope you enjoyed it! Also thanks you oh Gods of reviewing, for reviewing my fic! Love to know what you think! C&C always appreciated!

Chuse,

Inari