Track 1:

Rain, Rain, go away...

It had been raining for three days now. Shuichi sighed as he stared out the window, a bored look on his face. Why did the city have to look so gloomy when it rained?

"What's wrong?"

Shuichi jumped. He hadn't noticed that the older man sitting next to him had stopped his rhythmic typing to stare at him for the past five minutes. He looked into Yuki's steady gaze, completely absorbed in their golden radiance.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about stuff."

Yuki softly clicked his laptop shut. Taking his glasses off and setting them on the table, he slowly draped his arms around Shuichi's shoulders. He rest his cheek heavily against him, only now realizing how tired he really was.

Yuki yawned, "That's rare. What kind of 'stuff'?"

Shuichi frowned, feeling emptiness, "The rain."

Yuki raised an eyebrow, "The rain?"

"Yeah. When it rains a long time like this, the city seems sad, everything's so gloomy. Like..." He trailed off, deep in thought.

Yuki stood up. "Like the whole world's crying, right?" He started for the door.

Shuichi followed him, his idiotic grin on his face again. "Exactly! Yuki, you're so poetic!" Yuki smiled inwardly, he hated when Shuichi was sad. His stupid smile looked much nicer then the melancholy frown he was using more and more often.

They walked down the hall to the bedroom, where Yuki flopped onto the bed. I really need to ease up on the all-nighters, he thought as he rolled onto his stomach to look up at his pink-haired lover.

"I'm a writer. I'm not the first person to say something like that, nor are you the first person to think like that."

Shuichi turned the light off then lay down next to him. For a long time they laid there, listening to the rain, completely content in each other's company. Then Yuki leaned over, placing a tender kiss on Shuichi's smooth lips.

"Goodnight" was all he said as he rolled over to face the wall. Shuichi's face warmed as a shade of red danced across his face. Ahh! Yuki had become so much more affectionate since they had returned from they're last trip to America. Shuichi sighed like a teenage girl who had just finished reading her first Eiri Yuki novel. "Goodnight Yuki," he said softly, snuggling up against him.

Yuki's eye twitched. Shuichi was too close to him, and it had been too long since their last night "together". He had been too busy with his new novel to spend much time with him, and, as with his sleeping, he hadn't realized how much he missed the contact with his lover.

Yuki whispered, "Shuichi," rolling over and attacking the pink-haired singer.

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disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. It belongs to Maki Murakami. Except for Saki and Tomo, all the characters in this story belong to her. All the characters and this story are fictional...

M.M.: Hiya everyone! Did you miss me? (winks) It's been a while, and I bet most of you have forgotten I exist. Am I right? Anyways, this version of chapter 1 isn't all that different, but I do like it better then the one I had up before. I was sitting around staring at the wall when I sat up and said "I'm going to clean my closet." So I did. That's where I found my life! My floppy disk with all my fanfictions on it! So I picked it up, dusted it off, and pushed it into the computer to begin the rebirth of Gravitation: It Can't Rain Forever version 2.0.