This is a Gravitation fan fiction and contains shonen-ai/yaoi, which is a Male X Male relationship(s). All characters belong to Maki Murakami. The idea was thought up by Kage Kitsune, who I suggest you go take a look at her fanfics if you haven't already. Also, this is my first chaptered fanfiction for Gravitation.

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Sitting back in his chair, the blonde writer took a drink out of the beer can in his hand. He was waiting for his editor to call him again, since their phone call had been cut short only minutes ago. The computer screen flickered tauntingly, reminding him that he had to get back to work on his novel. The top of the document read 'A Lover's Curse' with 'by Eiri Yuki' right under it in bold black letters.

Yuki set the can down before rubbing his eyes, and started typing again, keeping an ear open for if the phone next to him rang. By the time it finally did, he had gotten three pages wrote and saved. Picking up the receiver, he put it to his ear and used his shoulder to hold it, not wanting to stop typing yet, and continued on with his novel. "Eiri Yuki residence," he said, his voice emotionless.

"Hello Yuki-san!" It was Kanna Mizuki, Yuki's editor. Some people might even consider her a friend of his. Her voice was somewhat bubbly as she talked. "How is your novel coming?"

Rolling his eyes, Yuki leaned back in his seat, and held the phone with his right hand, and his cigarette in the other. "Going at the same pace as it was before you hung up. What do you need?" Yuki asked, frowning at the screen.

"I have a proposition," Mizuki said. Yuki frowned even deeper, pulling the phone away and looking at it. It was not common for her to bring up a new idea, at least while he was in the middle of writing a new novel. She would normally wait until he was finished and bring it up for the next one.

"Which is...?" He cautiously brought the phone back to his ear and mouth, and waited for the answer. Yuki could have sworn Mizuki was smiling, though he couldn't see her. Her sudden giggle proved that his thought was right.

"Have Shindou-san help write it!" Yuki almost dropped his cigarette, but caught himself just in time. He stared once again at the phone, then at the computer screen at the bit of the novel he could see on it, before bothering to reply.

"ARE YOU INSANE?!!" he yelled at the phone. He could hear Mizuki's laughter coming from the phone. Yuki pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. The idea of Shuichi Shindou even helping to write a novel was, at the least, impossible. The pink-haired singer didn't know a thing about writing a short story, let alone a full-length novel. "Shuichi, writing? Hell would freeze first!"

"You never know Yuki-san! He could be a good writer, he does lyrics well enough." Yuki glared at the phone. "If you don't let him at least help you with half the novel, I won't edit it and it won't get published."

He froze in his place. If the novel didn't get published, all his work will have been for nothing... "You wouldn't dare to."

"Yes I would. Let Shindou help, and I'll edit it," Mizuki said, her voice going serious. Yuki grabbed the beer can and took a long drink out of it. "Why do you want Shuichi helping with my novel? It won't look right, the readers will notice the difference! No publisher would take it!"

"You never know, he might," Mizuki insisted, "You can only try. And if it doesn't work, at least we know not to do it again."

Yuki saved the novel and shut the program down. He knew Mizuki was getting impatient for a reply from him, but didn't care. Shutting the computer down, he turned the chair away from it. "Fine! When I get halfway done I'll let Shuichi help write it! Kami help us all."

Mizuki's excitement came through in her voice. "Great! The deadline is still the same though, so there is plenty of time. Good bye Yuki-san, and good luck with the novel."

He hung up the phone, before getting up from his chair and walking to the kitchen. Yuki threw the empty beer can into the bin and getting a new one from the refrigerator, and went to sit down on the couch to relax. The thought of Shuichi ruining his novel was not something he wanted stuck in his mind for the rest of the night.

Turning the TV onto the news, Yuki opened the can and took a few sips from it before setting it down. His hope for relaxation was short lived, as the door flung open and the energetic Shuichi Shindou joined him in the living room. "Hi Yuki!"

Yuki continued to stare at the TV, ignoring the singer who had started clinging to him like an overly scared child. "What do you want, brat?" he asked, picking up the can and taking another drink.

"We recorded our newest song!" Shuichi said, sitting on Yuki's lap and blocking his view of the TV, beaming happily. He was going to make sure Yuki paid attention to him. "Ryuichi even kept his promise and did a duet with me and they are going to release that also! "

"Wonderful," Yuki said dully, rolling his eyes. Shuichi went quiet, watching him, before his eyes started tearing up. He sighed. "When will they release it?"

"Next month!" the pink haired singer, once again happy, replied. Yuki was astonished that it could take as little as a question to make Shuichi happy again. "We are thinking of names for it right now, along with recording for it."

"Right...don't you have lyrics to write?" he asked. Shuichi looked thoughtful, or as thoughtful as he could get, before nodding and getting off Yuki's lap. "Yeah, we still need two more songs."

"Then go make them, brat." Yuki watched as Shuichi hurried to his own computer to work on the songs, before turning back to the TV. Unsurprisingly, there was a news report about a new band at NG Productions. The reporter seemed to think it was a child's band compared to Bad Luck and Nittle Grasper. Sighing, he clicked the TV off and got up. Stretching, Yuki grabbed his jacket from the closet and slipped his shoes on. A walk in the park would clear his head in no time.

Pocketing the lighter and pack of cigarettes, Yuki pulled the door open and walked out into the hall. Shutting and locking it behind him, he started his trek to the park, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

The air was slightly cool, as it was starting to turn darker. Yuki pulled the pack out and took a cigarette out, before replacing it. Taking the stick between his lips, he took the lighter out and lit it, taking a pull off it. He didn't like being blackmailed into having a partner for writing, but he couldn't go without an editor.

"Kami save this novel," Yuki sighed, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. The wind had gently start blowing, the trees swaying with it. He felt a prickling feeling, as he opened his eyes and looked around. Someone was walking along the path toward him.

Yuki started to turn around, when a voice called out, "Eiri-san, out again?"

Sighing, he turned and looked at Tohma Seguchi. The lead producer at NG Productions, and a member of the band Nittle Grasper, Tohma looked younger then he really was. He smiled at Yuki serenely. "Same as always," Yuki said.

Tohma walked alongside Yuki through the park in near silence. He cleared his throat, before again trying to start up a conversation. "I heard you have a new book out?" he asked politely.

"A new novel, yes. I am also currently working on another." Yuki hoped he could quickly get back to his office with the computer and his novel, and away from the producer.

"A new novel? Far along?"

Yuki bit his tongue to keep from saying something rude. "Far enough. And Shuichi will be helping me write it."

He smirked, when Tohma looked plainly shocked for a few seconds. Regaining his posture, the producer continued to walk. "Shindou-san, writing a novel? I suppose it is possible...he can be quite unpredictable at the best of times."

"Also at the worst." Yuki sighed. "I never have had a partner in writing, and I don't want one now. Yet Mizuki insisted we try it, so here we are."

Tohma looked at the door leading inside. Yuki had purposely walked in the direction back to his own home. "Hopefully Shindou-san shows talent in writing a book," Tohma said, before smiling again, "I will see you next week at our lunch date, Eiri-san."

Yuki nodded to Tohma, before entering. He slipped his shoes off, and put his jacket up. Even from there, he could hear Shuichi singing the new lyrics, testing them.

He had to admit, Shuichi had the determination and imagination for writing, but whether he had the skill was another thing. Yuki quickly and quietly ducked into his office. When he was about to shut it, Yuki looked at the handle thoughtfully.

Leaving the door open a crack, Yuki went to sit at his computer. He could listen to Shuichi sing while he wrote if he left the door open; not that he'd tell anyone he liked listening to the singer. Doing a quick stretch, Yuki turned the computer on and waited for it to load. Opening the novel file back up, he skimmed through what was already there, before starting where he left off.