Disclaimer: I do not own gravitation, I do however own my plot and fanboy, not that anyone wants them.

Warning: Contains mild OOC and language.

I now give you chapter nine of Words That Hurt Us: Never Let Go

Yuki's POV

I watched in horror as he rose the gun and fired, fired at Shuichi. I did the only thing I could think of, I grabbed him in my arms, and used my body as a shield. I don't know why I didn't just pull him out of the way; I guess I just couldn't think clearly.

Shuichi stared at me, tears in his eyes. The grip I had on him loosened, and I was falling towards the ground. Shuichi grabbed at me, and I was saved from hitting the floor. He fell to his knees from my weight and I fell into his lap.

"Yuki!" His tears dripped onto my face, mingling with mine. "Yuki, why did you do that?"

"Ai shiteru baka." I reached a hand up to touch his cheek, a cheek that had deep scratches gauged into it. "Because, I love you…I love you, you idiot."

"I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner, I'm sorry he put you through so much, I couldn't protect you, can you ever forgive me, Shuichi?" I ignored the blood that ran from my back.

"No Yuki! Don't talk like that; this was never your fault!" He told me stroking my hair away from my face. "Yuki…"

My eyes began to close, I was so tired. My breathing slowed, and my hand fell from his face. "Itsumo nando demo," I whispered before closing my eyes completely.

Shuichi's POV

"I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner, I'm sorry he put you through so much, I couldn't protect you, can you ever forgive me, Shuichi?" Yuki asked me.

"No Yuki! Don't talk like that; this was never your fault!" I told him stroking his hair away from his face. "Yuki…"

His eyes began to close and he whispered "Itsumo nando demo…"

"Yuki, no!" His eyes were closed now, and his body was getting colder and colder. His blood still ran from the gunshot wound, and it was warm on my knees. How could his body be so cold, and yet his blood be so warm?

This seemed so familiar to me, but why? Then it hit me, I had dreamed a week ago that Yuki was lying like this now, body cold, and blood warm.

Why did it have to end up like this? Why couldn't I have taken the bullet instead of him? Why…why? I cradled his limp body in my arms, forgetting everything except for the one I loved, the one that lay in my arms.

Fan's POV

I stared as pet caught the falling Yuki. How could I have missed? How could this have happened? No physical harm was supposed to come to Yuki.

I turned and ran my footsteps not nearly loud enough to cover the sounds of sobbing I had left behind. My plan had failed. Yuki would not be mine.

The main door was still open from when Yuki entered, and I bolted thru it. I looked back over my shoulder to see if pet had followed me. I ran into someone, and they grabbed me, pinning my arms.

Tohma Seguchi's POV

A silvered haired youth ran from the building, and not paying attention to where he was running, ran straight into K-san. "That's our boy, K-san; keep a good hold on him." I told the blond American.

"Seguchi-san, I heard a gunshot within, before this one ran from the building," Fujisaki yelled.

"Shuichi…?" Shuichi's best friend Hiro asked.

I faced the bastard that started all this, "what happened in there?" I asked.

"He…he wasn't suppose to get in the way…he protected him…bad pet!" The boy said. I slapped him trying to get some since out of him, but he just kept muttering about a bad pet.

"I'm going in!" Hiro told me, and he sprinted off into the building.

"K-san, hold him, I'm going in as well," I told Bad Luck's manager, and also ran off into the building.

I could see that Hiro had already made it up the stairs and was frozen in front of a door way, at the end of the hall. "What is it, Nakano-san?" I called and climbed the stairs to come and meet him in the hall.

I backed away in horror at the sight of Yuki lying limply in Shuichi's arms, blood sluggishly creeping from his back, onto Shuichi's knees.

"Eiri!" I cried and rushed into the room, shoving Hiro out of the way.

"He saved my life, Seguchi-san, but he wont open his eyes…he's so cold," Shuichi sobbed to me.

"Nakano, call an ambulance, hurry!" I yelled at the red-haired youth. I tried to grab Eiri away from Shindo, but he would not let go, he would not let go of the one he loved.

A/N: Once again, I'm awaiting the hate mail, for shooting Eiri. Well you'll all just have to wait for the last chapter of this little story.

This is a little off topic, but one of my friends asked me what this fan looked like, because they didnt like my discription, and all I can think of comparing fanboy to is Izak from Gundam Seed.

Anyway, please review and let me know you want that last chapter!