Woo! Another chapter up, and so soon! This was therapeutic for me, so I hope you enjoy. And for those of you who can identify, I feel your pain.

Disclaimers: Once again, Gravitation's not mine.

Warnings: NONE! Except for maybe messing with ages. But that's not a big concern of mine.

Eavesdropping
At first, he wasn't sure what had awoken him. Some outside traffic, perhaps? He could feel the vibrations of the road against the tires, so he knew they were still traveling. K was most likely driving again, though he honestly wasn't sure if that man even had a valid license.

He relaxed back into his bunk, intending to ignore whatever it had been that woke him, when he suddenly realized just what it was:

The soft whispering of the couple in one of the other bunks.

Hiro smiled, remembering his best friend's solution to the conflict between Yuki coming on tour with the bad and the limited space the tourbus had to offer – Shuichi and Yuki could share a bunk. They are lovers, after all.

Guiltily indulging, Hiro began to eavesdrop on the whispered conversation taking place below and across the isle from him. Or, at least, he tried. He could only catch a few words here and there.

"... tomorrow..."

"... I... we..."

"... if... going..."

"...baka."

"Yu-!"

And then Hiro could hear the soft noises of kissing, no doubt employed to keep the silence. He blushed, as he listened to those sounds – this was undoubtedly supposed to be a private moment. Sure, the two were unaware that he was awake and capable of hearing them, but Hiro still felt as though he were intruding.

The kissing sounds ended with a soft sigh, and the whispering continued, though quieter than before. Hiro tried to listen again, but it wasn't long before he was swept away by his own thoughts.

He was happy for Shuichi, certainly. His relationship with the writer had finally stabilized, more or less, though Hiro still heard all about it when Yuki made Shuichi sleep on the couch. And actually, he was glad for that. Hiro had been afraid, at the beginning of things, that his friend would either end up with a shattered heart, or forget about him completely. But, of course, Shu wouldn't let that happen. Shuichi was too stubborn and selfish to let one thing go so that he could have another. He wanted both. It was all or... well, all.

Sure, the two friends didn't spend as much time hanging out together as they used to, but that was okay, because that time had turned into seriously and professionally making music together, which they both obviously loved.

So, Hiro was content. He was a bit jealous of Yuki, who so easily attracted Shuichi's affections, and of what the two had between them. He had dated other people, notably Yuki's ex-fiancee Ayaka, but none of these relationships felt... right. Not like he and Shu did. Not like Shu and Yuki did.

But he hoped, someday, he'd find his other half, and they'd fit as perfectly as anything could. Hell, he was only twenty, and had plenty of opportunity to travel and meet people! And he wasn't really in any hurry. He just had to practice that patience he was so well-known for.

The repeating sounds of kissing broke into his thoughts, and he blushed again. But then he heard a soft whisper,

"Oyasumi, Yuki,"

and couldn't help but smile. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing himself once more. He was just about to drift into sleep when another whisper reached his ears,

"Oyasumi... Ai shiteru, Shu."

Hiro fell asleep thinking that everything was finally right in the world.

1. "Oyasumi" means "Goodnight." "Ai shiteru" means "I love you." Just to clear up any confusion.