STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY.

Hi there. Thanks for trying this fic out – it's my first-ever finished
one. (You see, I have trouble finishing my stories; they never seem to let me
end them. They're alive, I tell you! OO) Much of the plot is based on something
that really happened to me, and the characters are molded from the people involved
in the said event. If anyone – especially Yuki or Shu – seems OOC,
that's the reason why.

And so, without further ado…

The Abruptness of It All

Yuki doesn't like me anymore.

He's left me.

It happened all so suddenly – one day, he just blurted out, "I
don't like you anymore, Shuichi. Stay away." Naturally, I asked
him why, but I got nothing. Days passed, and I kept desperately attempting to
pry an answer out of him, to no avail. Eventually, he went and kicked me out
too, still failing to give me a proper explanation for his newfound dislike
for me.

Now, I live with Hiro. As long-time best friends, we have a lot of fun being
roommates, but I've been happier. Everyone else has seemed to notice that
as well. K says I've lost my bounce, Ryuichi says I don't sparkle
that much anymore; even indifferent Suguru thinks I'm running on a low
battery. I dislike being in this state and I end up hating my depression even
more when I remember who caused everything. Believe me, I've tried reopening
the topic to Yuki lots of times, but he merely ignores me. Once, I got so exasperated
with his stubbornness that I began getting disturbingly physical. I grabbed
his wrists, clawed at his arms, even shook him as hard as I could in my irritation.
That last bit of solidified rage proved fatal to me, however, since I ended
up accidentally hitting his head against the wall rather forcefully. Much to
my surprise, tears began to fall from his eyes.

I actually made him, my lover, my Yuki, cry.

Regardless if his nerve-induced reaction was from bodily pain or pent-up emotions,
it was then that I realized how horrible I had been, and I hurriedly tried to
make up for it by wiping away what had stained his visage. I thought everything
would be alright after that, but he proved me otherwise. He refused my comfort
and glared at me with utter loath instead. It was the first time he looked at
me that way, and it felt truly unnerving.

I confessed what I had done to Hiro, and he called me a bully. I knew he was
teasing, but somehow, I deserved it too. Shame on me for not controlling myself
when I've seen the regrettable effects anger has on others more than enough
times from Yuki himself. With him, though, it's acceptable – it's
in his nature, after all. Unfortunately for me, my fury is taboo in the
eyes of others, as I experienced when I learned Tohma had knowledge of what
I did to his beloved brother-in-law. Nothing bad happened to my career, luckily,
but relations between the keyboard prodigy and I were never the same again.

Until today, I have yet to discover the reason for Yuki's abrupt distaste
for me. I do not know whether I wronged him or not; nor do I know if he has
replaced me with someone better. All I can do now is live behind a façade
surrounded by my friends, and hope that Yuki Eiri still has a Shindou Shuichi
in his memories.

It wasn't much, I know, but I'm glad I got it done. I'd be happy to see what you think, so if you've got comments or suggestions, please go ahead and review. Much appreciated!