Disclaimer: Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami.
OK, pretend that you don't see it's too long for a drabble.
Eyes and Fingers
Tohma x Mika
"You're really tense. What's the matter?" I ask him but he gives a shrug and then smiles apologetically. Unless it's something very bad, he won't tell me. Sharing his problems isn't his style after all. I suppose working in show business for so many years has done this to him. But I ask nonetheless, partly because I want to know, and partly because this helps our relationship.
I might be a strong woman, but a stupid one as well. When I was a teenager I used to say that I wouldn't go crazy for a man, I wouldn't let him cheat me. But oh my, did he cheat me. It's somewhat curious why as sharp as I am, I didn't notice that he wanted me as his wife because of my brother. I can't say he doesn't like me, want me, even love me in a way. But I know I'm more of a friend.
I would have ended it a long time ago, but I have no reason. He never betrayed me in a sexual way, never said aloud he had not utterly brotherly feelings for Eiri, never hit me or said anything unforgivable to me. Besides, I can't fight my own brother, not him. I should understand this situation.
And Tohma sure knows how to convince me, using his fingers, but averting his gaze. I don't want to see it. There is nothing I would like to see anyway.