Hello everyone!!! Thanks for reading! I really appreciate it! This is my 1st Gravi fanfic, so I'm really excited about everyone's reaction. Thanks for the reviews on the prologue! Ziggy the Destroyer rocks my socks!!! (Clears throat) Anyway, hope you like the next chapter. Warning: Yuki is a little sweeter than normal. Either he has warmed up toward Shu just a little more, or my fantasies are getting the best of me and are demanding to be written. But that's about all. So…um…here it is…I guess.

Disclaimer: I do not own them, so don't rub it in. Grrrrrrrr!

Chapter 1: The WaitTomorrow

Yuki tossed and turned on his bed, trying to get the sleep he knew without a doubt that he would need. Of course, he had thought about dropping out of the whole situation, but then he thought about what Shuichi would do. Dear Lord, he could see it now. 'He would start bawling on the floor like had been earlier, clutching his hair, wailing about how cruel I am'. Yuki wouldn't be able to stand it and he would be back in the same situation, just more prolonged. He also thought about hiring someone to kidnap him for a day or two, but the human side of Yuki would win again, and he would start to worry. Besides, he didn't think the kidnapper would be able to take it. But knowing Shuichi, after he was returned (he would have forgotten about the mall during the whole ordeal), the subject would just come up again.

At around two in the morning, Yuki gave up on the whole ditching-the-date thing. He just had to accept the fact that he and Shuichi were going to spend a probable total of five hours at the mall. Yuki sighed and realized, a bit reluctantly, that he was slightly happy Shuichi had invited him, despite his unwillingness. He had an excuse now.

After closing the door behind him, Shuichi walked (very bouncily, mind you), for the sake of a neighbor's prying eyes. Once the elevator reached the third floor, he stepped in and pressed the lobby button. The door closed and, after holding back for just that amount of time, leaned back against the wall of the elevator and slid to the floor.

"Wow," he said, awed at himself. "That was so super easy!" he immediately sprang right off the floor and punched the air. "I did it!!!" he screamed at the little compartment. He did a jig, dancing wildly to his very own song of happiness. He finally stopped, gasping for breathe, when he noticed suddenly, that the elevator had stopped. Shu slowly turned around, felling eyes staring at his back for the first time.

"Oh! Hee hee!" he rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Have a good night!" he said to them, as he dashed out of the elevator, He didn't care that they were still staring at him (who wouldn't?).He was going to the mall with the love of his life, Eiri Yuki. He ran all the way to Hiro's house, jumping every ten feet, still cheering.

At 8:00 the next morning

His hand grabbed for the incessant alarm clock. Yuki roughly pulled the alarm clock's plug out it's socket and grumbled about how nobody in their right mind would want to wake up at eight o'clock in the morning. He rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling and got a smothered "Eep" in reply. Yuki immediately moved to his side again. A Shuichi face appeared above him, and Yuki looked at him curiously, but also grumpy (could you tell Yuki isn't a morning person?).

"I thought you were staying at your place last night?" Yuki stated.

"I thought I was too, but then I decided to come back."

"In the middle… (yawn)… of the night?"

"Why shouldn't I?" Shuichi asked innocently.

"Never mind"

Yuki would never say he would have worried if he had known, not even to himself. "Go to work, baka, I have a deadline coming up." he said.

Shuichi got a pouty look on the front of his pink head, but he brightened suddenly. A had grown a huge grin on his face. 'Great. He has good news, which means bad news for me.'

"I have the day off!!" The vocalist hopped off the bed, went around to the alarm clock, set it for twelve, and got in on the same side of the bed he had been in before. Yuki watched his antics with a bored gaze, but Shuichi answered the unspoken question.

"I set the alarm clock for twelve because you are going to sleep in today, and that is the time you have to really get up at.

"I have things to do, unlike some unmentionable people around here," but the apparently tired author made no move to get up.

"That can wait," Shu said in a sleepy voice. He wrapped his arms around Yuki's waist and curled up to fit with Yuki's form just right. In just a minute, Yuki could hear his lover's breathing become even, and he knew that he was already asleep. Yuki lay there, listening to him breath. He sighed an unspoken 'Oh well.' Already half asleep, Yuki's hand found Shuichi's, held it, and fell asleep once more.

Four hours later

Shuichi woke up to the alarm clock and he inevitably heard a growl right beside him. He giggled. He loved it when Yuki growled like that. It made his insides resonate with his deep voice. Shu pushed himself up to look down at the aggravated author.

"Come on Yuki! It's time to get up!!" He punched the blonde on the shoulder.

"Get yourself up"

"Ok, fine, but you have exactly three hours to work on your book for today! Before we leave, that is."

Yuki's eyes flew wide open as it all came back to his sleep-hazed mind. It was certainly in gear now!

"Idiot, idiot, idiot." Yuki was mumbling to himself. "What was I thinking? My deadline is in five days. I need to write." He looked at Shuichi coldly, and said, "Thanks brat. Expect payback for later."

"What will I do?!"

Yuki ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower. He was in such a hurry that he didn't wait for the water to warm up, and the cold water knocked the last tendrils of sleep away from his mind. When he was done, he put a robe on and proceeded to walk to the other end of the apartment, where his office was waiting for him. While he walked past the kitchen, he heard the genki rock star working busily on breakfast. He was singing his latest song to himself. Yuki just went into his office, knowing the breakfast wouldn't be worthy of his stomache, and started typing.

About ten minutes later, Shuichi came in with breakfast (for two of course).

"I made breakfast!!" Shu announced. 'As if I couldn't tell,' Yuki thought. The really, really amateur cook set the two plates beside the laptop that Yuki always typed on. He promptly picked up his plate, holding it as close as he could (shortest traveling distance possible) and began shoveling food into his mouth. After he had finished his plate, a feat that didn't take very long, he looked up and saw that Yuki had not eaten a single bite. 'Great Yuki! Now you eggs are cold!'

"Yuki, eat! Please!! There really good, and I made them myself!"

Yuki smirked, "I'm not hungry."

"But breakfast is getting cold!"

"So what? I said I wasn't hungry. Since you're making me go to the mall later, I have to write now. If I don't go to the mall with you, you will cry and whine in that annoying voice of yours, it will grate on my nerves, and I will have to kick you out. After I do that, you will sulk at work, and trigger-happy manager will hunt me down, put a gun right between my eyes, and chastise me for the problem you caused. Then, you will get into trouble and I will have to rescue your sorry butt, and you would be back in my apartment. Now, I have a deadline coming up and I have to write the rest of this book. I'm … not… hungry." Yuki had become more and more agitated during his soliloquy, and once he finished, he had lowered his voice to keep control over it, so he didn't end up shouting at the bubble head.

Shuichi looked at Yuki (the man had stopped typing to pursue his tirade) and a small, sad smile appeared on his face.

"Why go with me then? If you don't want to go, then don't." The novelist just stared at his laptops screen. "Why did you even say yes…if you didn't want to go?" Shu slowly, almost agonizingly so, stood up and looked down at the novelist sitting in his chair, still immobile. 'Am I just a toy to him?' he asked himself. He felt his heart twinge with sadness and moved to pick up the breakfast plates, but an unexpected hand stopped him.

"I'm sorry," he said in between sighs. 'Why do I push him away like that? Why do I say all those things? Doesn't he know that I need him?' Shuichi looked at him in surprise. The author stood up, pushing his computer chair back, and turned toward Shuichi. He saw the surprise on the rock star's face at his words. Just those two, simple words. They could have such an effect. Yuki leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Shuichi's lips, putting his hands on his shoulders. Shuichi raised his arms, circled Yuki's neck (having to almost stand on tiptoe to reach), and returned the kiss.

They broke apart from the shear need to breathe, and Yuki saw a shine in Shu's eyes, showing all his love to him, without even knowing it. Shuichi saw a small tug at the corner of his lover's lips, one of the almost-smiles that were reserved for Shuichi and Shuichi only.

"You're forgiven," he said and he beamed. Yuki's smile curved a tiny fraction more, and leaned back down.

At 2:30

"Almost time to go!!"

"How do you know what time it is? You're in the shower."

"So!? I just know!" Shuichi giggled. 'He'll never know that I have a biological clock that is accurate to the second!' Shuichi got done with his shower and went to the dresser. He had a very hard time figuring out what to wear. After he had rummaged through the closet and dresser a couple hundred times, he finally decided on purple jeans and a white t-shirt. The afore-mentioned bio-clock said he was running a little late. 'Oh, so now it tells me when I'm running late. It always never tells me anything! Hey, wait a minute. This is only our second date!!' He immediately became so giddy he just …couldn't…contain himself. 'A date! A date! A date! A date! A DATE!!!!!'

He screamed just for the sake of screaming, "I AM GOING ON MY SECOND DATE WITH THE MAN I LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

In California, a little girl jumping rope heard a faint cry, as if from a long way away.

"I'm going……man…….love!!" She got scared and ran inside to the safety of her home.

At 3:00

Back in Japan, Yuki cringed at the deafening scream that had come from his room. 'When will he stop yelling like that? Sooner than later, he will wake up the President of the United States and he will send out the National Guard.'

Shuichi suddenly appeared, sprinting into the living room, jumping over the coffee table, and landed on the couch next to Yuki who was calmly smoking the last of a cigarette.

"Ready to go?" Shuichi asked innocently.

Yuki sighed, "Yeah."

"Okay then!! Let's go to the mall!"

So, that was Chapter 1. HEEHEE!! I love the part with the little girl in California. Anyway, sorry it took so long, I can't type very fast, but to make you feel better, all i have to do is type because the whole story was finished ahead of time. PLUS, if you liked this story, i have a Christmas short story that is finished and i am current writing on that is titled "Different Circumstances". R&R!!!!!