Here is chapter three on schedule… isn't that amazing? LOL! Yup, the only reason this is possible is because I wrote the entire fic before uploading at all… Teehee! Okay, so maybe that is cheating a little bit… but at least the new chappie is up, ne?

This time I won't rant… so be happy. I'm in a fairly good mood.

Disclaimer: Gravitation is owned by Maki Murakami. The lyrics are from the song 'The Reason' by Hoobastank. I don't own shit- so don't sue me.

START OVER NEW- Verse 03:

It was 8:32pm when Shuichi walk in through the front door. K-san had thrown a fit when Bad Luck's new single hadn't been perfected at 5:00pm, so he forcibly detained them to finish the recording. It had been almost eight when they were finally done and the song perfected.

As he entered the townhouse, the pink-haired singer called out his usual greeting.

"Tadaima! Yuki, I'm home!"

Kicking off his sneakers, the boy frowned into the sparsely decorated home. There were no lights on and no reply from his lover. Apparently, the blonde was not home.

Creeping softly through the living room, he looked around for his lover. After a peek into the bedroom and kitchen, Shuichi concluded that Yuki had left earlier during the daytime, thus the absence of both lights and the novelist.

Checking the answering machine and the fridge for any messages announcing the whereabouts of his lover, the vocalist came up empty-handed.

He took note that Yuki's office door was not completely closed, and after a moment's hesitation, dared to enter the author's sanctuary.

The laptop had long since powered down. Moving the mouse slightly to wake the machine, the black background flickered away and changed to Yuki's current novel. A few clicks of the mouse and a single tap of the keyboard revealed to Shuichi the last time his lover had updated his novel… yesterday.

The frown deepened across the pink-haired boy's face. It was unusual for Yuki not to update every single day… that added to the author's mysterious absence brought a pang of worry to Shuichi's heart.

Violet eyes scanning the office for clues, Shuichi's desperate gaze fell on the presence of a pale blue spiral bound notebook atop the desk. Raising an eyebrow, the vocalist reached down and picked it up.

It was unusual for Yuki to write in notebooks… the blonde preferred typing to handwriting. So the notebook naturally piqued the boy's curiosity.

Wavering on the decision of whether or not to read its contents, Shuichi finally convinced himself that Yuki wouldn't mind… or better yet- ever have to know.

Biting his lip in anticipation, he carefully folded the cover over to reveal the first page.

And he read.

He read the words that his lover had written… and it was obvious by the format that it was a song.

Yuki didn't write songs.

Shuichi had asked him to write a song.

Yuki wrote a song.

But why did it have to be a song… like this?

"I'm not a perfect person

There's many things I wish I didn't do

But I continue learning

I never meant to do those things to you

And so I have to say before I go

That I just want you to know…"

Shuichi struggled to keep the paper from moving. Why was it moving? Oh… it wasn't the paper itself- it was the hands that were holding it.

Without even noticing, the singer had begun to tremble uncontrollably. Gripping the notebook with firmly clenched hands, he made a huge effort to calm himself.

But he couldn't. Somewhere deep inside his heart, he knew that these words meant something. Something painfully important. Something he needed to understand immediately.

Because Yuki didn't write like this. The blonde didn't delve into the human heart to this extent… never had any of his novel held this much emotion.

Shuichi blinked away the burning sensation that threatened to flood his eyes. Biting down onto his bottom lip, he tasted a faintly metallic flavor gather around his teeth.

"I'm sorry that I hurt you

It's something I must live with everyday

And all the pain I put you through

I wish that I could take it all away

And be the one who catches all your tears

That's why I need you to hear…

Shuichi hiccupped softly as he read the song. It was so sad… it hurt… so badly.

Two teardrops splattered down onto the lyrics and blurred the words as the wetness soaked into the paper. Hastily, the boy attempted to blot the moisture, only to smear the meticulously neat kanji.

More tears fell onto the paper and Shuichi simply gave up trying to wipe away the droplets.

Rereading the words over and over again, the singer began to sob uncontrollably as realization washed over him.

This wasn't just any song… this was a goodbye song.

Yuki's goodbye song.

And Yuki was gone.

Yuki had left.

Shuichi hugged the notebook to his chest as he fell to his knees.

It couldn't be true… it wasn't possible.

And yet the goodbye was written out for him in the meticulously neat kanji.

Wrapping his arms around himself, tightening his embrace around the soaking notebook, Shuichi screamed his plea into the night.

"Yuki… ikanaide!"

TBC… or… Owari…?

I don't know… is this the end or not? Hmm… who knows? Kumagorou does! Please review for me… and tell me if this is a good ending or not. Depending on your reviews, I might add an epilogue for this fic… hint hint…