Title: Earthquake

By: A currently quite tired Otaku, Kibethan

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation, I can't think up something witty to say...

Summary: When an earthquake occurs in Japan and Yuki is in America, how will Yuki and Shuichi cope with being away from each other during this time, and will Shuichi even survive long enough to be able to be with Yuki again?

Half-warning: Mild swearing in chapter...

Chapter 6

When the sun shone through the window that next morning, Yuki woke up. His eyes blinked rapidly trying to clear his vision. Had yesterday just been a dream? He took in his surroundings, and determined that it had all be real. Damn.

He sat up quickly, wanting to get to the airport, so he could be the first one there. Okay, he probably wouldn't be the first person, but he'd be up front. He had gone to bed in his clothing, so it was wrinkled, but he didn't care.

He grabbed his laptop (the only thing he had with him) and he headed out the door and downstairs into the lobby. He walked up to the front desk to check out.

"Your total comes to $74.23." Yuki's eyes got large, and then narrowed, trying to intimidate the clerk. It didn't work. Because he didn't want to stay at the Hilton for very long, he grabbed some cash and paid. He had given them the voucher when he checked in, and the $74.23 was purely room service, which pissed him off.

He walked out the front door and for the second time in as many days the bus came by right when he walked out and gave him a lift to the airport. He got off at the international gates and went to the Nippon Airlines counter. It was packed. The entire airport was empty, except for the Nippon Airlines counter.

Yuki couldn't believe it. He checked his water, it was 6:30. A.M.! What kind of crazy people come to the airport at 6:30?! Well...besides himself, of course. He walked into the ungodly long line and stood there. And stood there. And stood there.

Five minutes passed and he hadn't moved a step. Not a damn step. Another five minutes passed and he still hadn't moved. He looked at his watch, then at the ticket agents, trying to figure out what the hell was taking so long. After about another two minutes, he got to move a person length forward. If there had been a wall near, he would've started banging his head against it.

A few minutes later, he was staring straight ahead, his eyes unfocused and his mouth gaping open. In fact, people were starting to point at him. A couple of them even laughed. Yuki didn't care, he was in his own little world.

A world where editor's didn't pose deadlines on him. A world where he hadn't killed anybody. A world where he and his parent's actually got along. A world where Japan hadn't just had a huge earthquake. A world where Shuichi was definitely alive.

He stayed in the world for a while, until the person behind him kicked him out of his reverie. He spun around, glaring at the person who had kicked him. They also stood their ground.

"Move!" The person screamed. Yuki turned around and for the first time noticed that there was a gap in front of him. A small gap. A gap that hardly warranted moving any muscles over. "Move!" the person screamed again.

Calmly, Yuki turned around and said, "No" He held his ground.

"What? What?!" The person almost blew up completely. He started to attract the security guards. He had all their attention when he threw a punch at Yuki. Yuki, completely not expecting it, took the hit full on to the jaw. It was a strong punch, and almost knocked him down, but he didn't fall. It was definitely going to be a bruise.

The security guards came running over and tackled the man to the ground. The other people were looking on with amusement. The security guard arrested the man. Everything went back to being normal with the people still in the line. Everyone who was behind the person who got arrested was happy because they got to move up a space.

Now that all the excitement had died down, it was completely boring. He would've started typing on his laptop, but if he sat down people would think that he was a freak. Not that they didn't think that anyway.

And since they already thought that, he plopped right down and began working. Every time the line moved, he slid a little bit further along. The entire floor around the line would be clean by the time he got to the front.

He had finished writing the story he had started, and he had started writing a completely new story when he finally got to the front of the line. He checked his watch, it was almost 10 o'clock. He had been in line for over three hours. But, it wasn't really like he had to catch a flight.

"Next please." When Yuki heard that, he practically sung and almost pranced to the ticket agent. "How can I help you?"

"I was on a flight to Japan yesterday that was cancelled. Are the runways fixed yet?"

"No, sir, I'm sorry to say that the runways won't be fixed for about three months." Three months? Yuki thought that that was a very long time to be away from Japan. A long time to find out what happened to Shuichi. He was hoping that he wouldn't have to put is plan into action, but it couldn't be helped.

"Are the runway's in Korea ruined?" The agent looked slightly surprised by his question.

"Let me check." Yuki couldn't believe that she hadn't looked yet; after all, he couldn't have been the first person to come up with the idea, right? "The runways in Korea are just fine."

"Do you have any flights going there?"

"There's a flight leaving for Seoul in five hours."

"Is it full?"

"No."

"Please, could you book me on that flight?"

"Of course. If you'll just answer some questions." Yuki nodded and continued to answer each and every one of the questions. Fifteen minutes later he had his ticket in his hand and was walking to the security gate.

He got through it with absolutely no problem. He went to the international gate and lay down. After all, he had gotten very little sleep the night before. Even though he was used to pulling all-nighters when he was working on a book, his mind now was under slightly more pressure, so it was a hundred times more drained. He fell asleep on the bench.

Whenever you got the airport, there's always someone who's lying in the most uncomfortable positions that you've ever seen. Yuki was that person. As a result, he was getting a lot of weird stares. He'd been getting them all day. His mind dreamt in happy places, so while he was sleeping, he had a peaceful expression on his face.

He'd been asleep for maybe two hours when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He tried ignoring it, but it wouldn't go away. He cracked one eye open and spotted a little boy, maybe 8 years old at most, poking him.

"Beat it, kid."

"Will you play with me?" Yuki gave him a glare, but for the millionth time that day, it didn't work (he was going to have to find a new expression that struck fear into people). The kid didn't know to be scared. "Please?"

Yuki gave it to the puppy eyes.

He and the little kid sat there and played rummy and go fish for an hour. He hated to admit it, but he kid was really good, and was winning of his own accord. Yuki wasn't trying to lose! It occurred to him to ask where the kids parent's were, but he spotted two adults sound asleep in each other's arms about three seats away, he answered his own question.

After he had been playing with the kid for even longer, he heard an announcement for the flight he was on.

"Nippon Airlines flight 124 will begin boarding in a few minutes. Will first class people and people traveling with young children please make their way to the gate."

Yuki smiled inside as he began to board his flight that would take him to Asia. He gave his ticket to the flight attendant and made his way down the jet way for the second time. He hoped that this time, he wouldn't have to spend another night in America, but actually be in Asia. He had a good idea to take him to Japan. If he couldn't go by air directly to Japan, then he had come up with another way. Another way that would surely work. If it didn't, then he would be stuck in another country that he'd never been in before. He didn't want that.

As he entered the cabin, he took his seat in first class, which is where he believed that he belonged. The flight crew was different then the one going to Japan, and instead of having a cute stewardess, he had quite a cute steward. It freaked him out that this guy was so cute. But when he was thinking of that, he started thinking, again, about another cute guy:

'Shuichi. I'm coming.'

End Chapter 6

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