A/N: I meant to have this written two days ago but I suddenly became extremely busy, I have no idea how that happened -.-; God I do not want to become one of those people who never update their fics, just kick me if I don't update within say...two weeks :kicks self: There, I did it for you this time. Hm...also because of what ShindouEiri pointed out to me, and my obsession with inserting random Japanese into my stories (sorry about that, it just seems to make them flow better in my mind o.o;;) I'll be inserting a Japanese-English glossary at the bottom. Any words I miss out though be free to tell me and I'll insert them at the bottom of the next chapter for you. Oh and guess who now has the first four volumes of the Gravitation manga? XDD Anyway, on with the fic!

Disclaimer: Gravitation, its plot and characters, do not belong to me in anyway -.-; :insert funny, witty comment here because I'm too lazy to think of my own: XP

Not Supposed to Be...

Chapter Two

Shuichi hummed quietly as he washed himself off, wincing as the sponge passed over the cuts and scratches that littered his body. He could still remember his small scramble in the alley, well...of course he still remembered. It had only been a few days and...he'd come so close to...he choked as his thoughts lingered before he ruthlessly pushed them down, squashing them before they could rise again. "I don't want to think about you!"

"Don't want to think about who? Having a fun time in there?" A voice teased from outside, long and drawling before it turned impatient. "Have your wet dreams somewhere else! Hurry up and get out of the shower!" A loud banging quickly followed; the sound of the door being knocked hard. "You take forever!"

Shuichi gasped as he heard Tatsuha's voice and quickly turned the steaming hot water off, stepping out of the bath and slipping on the tiles, grasping onto the side rail before he ended up falling onto the floor. Drying himself quickly, all the time listening to Tatsuha's exasperated and annoyed calling, Shuichi dressed himself and threw the towels in the laundry basket Yuki had set out before opening the door.

Tatsuha muttered a 'finally' before diving in past him and shutting the door in his face. Shuichi grinned and walked to Yuki's studio, peeking his head through the door to check if the older man was actually at his computer, which he was, before going inside. "Yuki!" He exclaimed joyfully as he went and sat beside Yuki's desk chair.

Yuki spared him a glance before getting back to work, cigarette dangling out of one corner of his mouth. Shuichi watched him pressing buttons down on his computer in something akin to a trance before shaking his head quickly and poking Yuki's thigh. "Ne, Yuki? Why is Tatsuha here?"

Yuki raised an eyebrow, looking down at the violet-eyed boy and taking his cigarette out so he could talk clearly. "You know why, I told you last night."

"You did?" Shuichi blinked as he backtracked, thinking through his memories of last night. Nittle Grasper video, call from Hiro, call from K-san, bugged Yuki, burnt Yuki's dinner... "I don't remember you telling me anything," he finally said, scowling slightly as he thought it through. "You didn't say anything about Tatsuha."

"Oh, didn't I? Guess I must've forgot then."

"You forgot! Yuki! Isn't it kind of important that I know your little brother is coming round?"

Yuki shrugged and carried on typing, ignoring Shuichi completely if the glazed look in his eyes was anything to go by. The pink-haired boy say by his side for a few moments before sighing and standing up, shaking his legs slightly to get the blood flowing through them properly again.

He went out into the corridor and into the living room where he saw Tatsuha sprawled out on the couch watching an old Nittle Grasper video, the same one Shuichi had been watching with Yuki last night. "Hey, Tatsuha? Why are you here?"

"Didn't aniki tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Shuichi asked, getting impatient for answers. Why was he always the last one to find out something? Even when the important something was happening he didn't know until the last minute.

"That...er...nothing, doesn't matter." He yawned and flicked the channel over, and again, continuing to channel surf for a few moments whilst Shuichi glared at him.

"I want to know! What the hell is going on!" He yelled, raising his fists in the air.

"Hey, chill!" Tatsuha replied hastily, glancing in the direction of his brother's study and breathing a sigh of relief when the author didn't come rushing in demanding to know what was going on. 'Don't worry aniki, I just caused your lover to pop is all.' Yeah, like that would go down well. "Nothing's happening...much. Just that Nittle Grasper are meeting here later."

"Huh?" Shuichi replied, the anger deflating out of him as he sank to the ground confused. "Why here? Why not as NG, or anou...why not somewhere else?"

"Tohma suggested it, he's bringing Mika along so it's sort of like a...er...get-together I guess. Everyone and their dog is coming." He grinned at that, knowing his 'dog' was coming as well.

"So I guess Sakuma-san is coming to then?" Shuichi replied with a wicked grin, waggling his eyebrows before ducking the cushion that was thrown at him. He threw it back at him before rushing out of the room, laughing slightly as he ran back into Yuki's study, disturbing the man's concentration yet again. "Oi Yuki!" He said, hands on hips as he scowled at Yuki's back. "Why didn't you tell me everyone was coming round?"

"Oh...that...I guess I should have told you that last night, must have slipped my mind. Oh well," he smirked at Shuichi briefly before turning his attention back to his computer.

Shuichi fumed behind him before heaving a sigh and stomping out again, looking around the apartment and seeing what a mess it was in. This called for Super Cleaning Shuichi! Rushing into the kitchen he grabbed all the cleaning agents and cloths and attacked the rooms one by one, scrubbing the floors and surfaces until they shone, all the while watched by a lazing Tatsuha.

He stopped only once to glare at the younger boy and ask if he was going to help and gave up when the other only replied by saying that he was a guest and he shouldn't be made to work. So Shuichi found himself stuck cleaning the whole house by himself in the smallest time limit possible. He didn't even know when the others were coming! He left Yuki's study because chances were that the other man wouldn't let anyone in there anyway and focused on the main living areas, making sure everything was clean and ready for their guests to arrive.

When he'd finally finished and the rooms were all but sparkling, he collapsed on the floor beside Yuki's desk and looked up at him from where he now lay. "I...finished...cleaning everything..." He managed in-between laboured breaths. Who knew cleaning was so hard?

Yuki simply looked at him before smirking and shaking his head. "Pathetic," he said briefly before standing up and shutting his computer down after saving his work. "I guess I should get ready for the interlopers." He decided, patting Shuichi on the head as he went by into the bedroom. Shuichi followed him.

"Yuki! Talk to me, I want to know the real reason why everyone is coming round here. Tell me!" He demanded as he stuck his foot in the bedroom door, his opponent on the other side attempting to shut him out. He let out a slight cry of pain as his injured foot was abused but kept with it, making his only visible sign of pain be a slight wince that took over his features.

Yuki saw and immediately let up, although the action went unnoticed by Shuichi who merely thought that Yuki had given in. He jumped into the bedroom, hanging his arms around Yuki's neck like a monkey and merely swinging there for a few moments before he stood glaring at him, "Why didn't you tell me?" He moaned, sniffling piteously and wiping at an eye. "I deserve to know!"

"Baka," Yuki snorted, going through his wardrobe to find something presentable to wear. Not that he cared, it was just expected of him to look good. Which he always did anyway but that was beside the point. "Shuichi," he said, grasping the boy's chin and forcing it upwards to look at him, leading the boy on was just giving him a headache. "You weren't told because I was led to believe you wouldn't be here."

"Huh?" Shuichi muttered back unintelligibly, blinking up silently at Yuki who barely held back an exasperated sigh.

"Your friend Hiro was supposedly taking you out for the day so that you wouldn't get in the way. Unfortunately he cancelled because he needed to take Ayaka back to Kyoto." Shuichi continued blinking at him stupidly before frowning slightly.

"So...you didn't mean to leave me out intentionally?" He summed up, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. At Yuki's nod he grinned widely and lifted himself up on his tiptoes to kiss the man on his cheek, beaming at him. "I knew it!" He exclaimed happily before bouncing out of the room. "I'm gonna go get ready now!" He shouted from the bathroom, the noise closely followed by the bang of the door shutting quickly.

Yuki simply rolled his eyes and prayed today didn't go too badly.

He wasn't ready to see them yet, Shuichi decided as he sat on the toilet seat, scrunching up rolls of tissue paper into balls in his hands and lobbing them at the wall. He'd thought he could at least have a few weeks to get his rampant emotions under control before they all decided to visit. Why now of all times? When he was feeling his most vulnerable. "I don't want to see Seguchi-san!" He shouted at the wall, throwing a tissue ball so hard it bounced back and hit him on the head.

He looked down at it dazed for a few long moments before picking it up and poking it experimentally. Shuichi let his hand fall weakly to his side, swinging in slightly as he muttered under his breath. He couldn't act like this out there either, couldn't let them catch on that everything was not as it normally was. He had to act normal! More or less, "Stupid Seguchi-san bringing his little party here." He was all but growling when Yuki knocked on the door.

"You seem to enjoy spending long moments in the bathroom, baka." He said through the thick wood. "It could make someone curious as to why you spend so long in there."

Shuichi could see devil-Yuki cackling in his head, and then, somehow the devil-Yuki turned into a demon-Seguchi who came along and grabbed up angel-Yuki, carting him away. Shuichi watched as angel-Yuki called out for help and a small angel-Shuichi that came to his help, only to be stepped on and squashed to the ground by an angel-Seguchi. "That's it!" Shuichi exclaimed. "No demons or Seguchi are taking my Yuki! YUKI IS MINE!"

"Shut the hell up you idiot," Yuki angrily shouted from the other side of the wall, "And get out of this bathroom before you make a complete fool of yourself!"

Shuichi pouted but threw his last tissue paper ball down the toilet, flushing it to make it seem like he'd actually been doing something in there before opening the door and looking around to see Yuki storming away into the living room. He gave a small sigh as he closed the door quietly behind him and started towards the same room until the bell rang. He blinked and looked towards the door before deciding it'd probably be best if he answered the thing. Bad things needed to be done quickly so they could be set out of the way.

Bolstering his courage he stalked up to the door and opened it quickly, so quickly that Ryuichi Sakuma, who had been about to knock again, was sent tumbling into him, knocking both flat onto the ground.

"Sakuma-san! Get off me, you're so heavy!" Shuichi complained to his idol, not intending to be rude but not in the mood right then for fun and games.

"Shuichi!" Ryuichi replied, pouting as he got up off the floor, dusting himself down as Tohma coughed meaningfully into his hand. "Ne, Tohma's sick!" He said loudly, preparing to shout something else before Noriko clapped him around the mouth.

"Ryu-chan," she said threateningly, "If you embarrass me one more time today you're going to regret it, are we clear?" Ryuichi meeped and nodded his head and Noriko eventually let him go and walked off into the living room.

Ryuichi watched her go, his mouth slightly open. "Maa, Nori-chan's kowai!" He said, moving closer to Tohma as the other laid a comforting hand on Ryuichi's shoulder and steered him in the same direction Noriko had disappeared off to. "You know she's had a hard week, with her daughter and all..."

"Hai," Ryuichi replied with a slow nod of his head, his expression going serious and slightly sad for a moment before he abruptly shook his head and exploded into tears. "But she doesn't have to take it out on meee!" He whined.

Shuichi watched his favourite singer, and idol, acting like a six-year-old child and grinned widely, ready to join in when he felt something yanking at his collar and turned to see Yuki looked at him coldly. "Don't even think about it," he warned before turning to their guests with a polite, but otherwise detached smile. "I'd say it's a pleasure but...you've barged into my home after all the times I've said no this past week and made me have to put up with my brother lazing around my apartment all day."

Tohma replied with the same polite smile and bowed his head a little. "I apologise Eiri-san for intruding," he said, voice light and cheerful. "However we needed somewhere...out of the office, a place to be comfortable whilst we discuss something of the utmost importance. You will just have to hospitable for a few moments, ne Eiri-san?" Yuki merely snorted, for which Shuichi praised him in his head, bowing down at his feet. He didn't appreciate Tohma's delighted expression however as he linked arms with Yuki and dragged him off into the living room, leaving Shuichi behind on his own.

Why did he all of a sudden get this sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach? Like a plug had come out and was sucking away slowly at his insides until there was nothing left? Or was it just a horrible sense of foreboding that overcast everything else?

Shaking his head Shuichi walked into the living room determinedly only to almost deflate on the spot when he saw how everyone was set out, all the room on the couch had been taken. As had the chairs that were scattered around, pulled closer so they made a tightly formed circle. Almost leaving him out...had they done that intentionally or was it entirely self-conscious? Did they really not want him there that much? Now that he was...but they didn't know that did they? They couldn't know, they couldn't!

Casting a fearful look around at all of them Shuichi looked from Ryuichi's happy face, to Tatsuha's, to Noriko's annoyed and worried expression to Mika's one of boredom, crossing over to Tohma's animated features as he talked to Yuki to...Yuki's face. It hit him in the stomach so quickly he let out a gasp on inaudible pain, his eyes going wide. Yuki...looking back at Tohma with an expression of interest, listening to his thoughts whereas...he'd never listened to Shuichi's. 'Baka' this and 'how idiotic' and 'what the hell are you going on about Shuichi?' When had ever actually really listened? Was Shuichi just a small, mindless bother? Would it be better if he just...disappeared?

Raking in the looks on their faces Shuichi had the sinking feeling that no one would miss if he did disappear, was he that insignificant? Probably.

Gulping down ridiculous tears that threatened to come, Shuichi stumbled out of the room, racing into the bathroom where he abruptly threw up all the contents of his breakfast. Increasingly feeling more and more pitiful as he sat there for moments after, his head lying on the lid of the toilet seat, his hot face plastered to the coolness of plastic. What if he could just disappear? Would they...miss him?

To be continued in chapter three!

Glossary

Doushte- from chapter one, why?

aniki- older brother

oi- hey!

baka- idiot

kowai- scary

hai- yes

Extra authors notes: Any words I've messed up please tell me and I'll correct it right away :D And I know, I know -.-; Bad place to end it, but I really couldn't see another way of finishing it so...just be satisifed with what you've got XP Thanks to Regina for beta-ing this, there probably would have been a million typos and mistakes otherwise that I would've missed. I'm quitebad at going over my own stuff...And others :coughs: Anyway, hope you enjoyed! This should be finished in another chapter, or two as I foresee it, so yay! Almost finished