Discalimer: I don't own gravitation.

But I hope y'all gonna enjoy this one.

Prologue

The band has finished their rehearsal. Now, it's dismissal time. The little synthesizer has gone home already. But it seems like the pink-haired boy and the brown-haired guitarist hasn't set their feets off to go home.

Well, not yet.

At least not yet.

Shuichi Shindou was walking around at the conference room in circles. While Hiro, his best friend, sitting in one of the chairs, was just wondering why was he acting eccentric lately.

Shuichi was walking in circles. The chairs, in their perfect position, was beautifully arranged until Hiro got one of them and put it in which way Shuichi was going to walk.

In short, Hiro placed a nuisance to the over-confused Shuichi.

Shuchi, not noticing the chair, continued to walk until he stumbled off the floor.

"Hiro! Why did you do that!" The angry vocalist said sitting in his knees.

"Because, walking around in circles will not help you in solving your problem, baka!" the guitarist answered.

"I know that very well, and I feel comfortable doing that even if it will not help me to solve my problem." The teary-eyed-pocky-lover replied.

"For God's sake Shuichi-kun, why don't you just tell it to Yuki-san?" Hiro said in a brotherly way.

Shuichi was sniffling through every word that he is saying. "demo..de-mo--d-d-de-mo.."

"HE MAY BE MAD AT ME WHEN HE ALREADY KNOWS!" the confused Shuichi cried over the conference room like a boy who lost his lollipop.

He continued to cry…and cry…and cry…and cry.

But thankfully no one was around to hear them.

"Ok stop that Shuichi." Hiro said in a more serious way.

Shuichi, noticing that Hiro is kinda pissed, stopped crying. He looked up to Hiro and noticed that he was smiling the way he used to when he was comforting him.

Everytime Hiro does that, Shuichi feels he's always safe and comfortable being with him through all those years that they have been struggling together since High School.

The long-haired guitarist stood up saying, "If you can't tell it to Yuki-san, I will be the one to do it then."

Shuichi was surprised to what Hiro said.

Then the pink-haired boy instantly said, "Hiro, no!"

"Why?" the guitarist replied.

"Because I want to be the one who will say that to him."

"Then if that's the case, you better tell it to him or, do you want to give birth to your children without their irritated novelist father?" Hiro smirked.

"Hiro, don't say bad things to Yuki-darling!" Shuichi said.

But he knows that Hiro was only kidding.

"Darling? You call Yuki-san darling?" Hiro said quitching his eyebrow with some kind of idiosyncrasy in his voice. Rather, peculiarity.

"Yes, I call him darling, why do you ask?" The pink-haired boy said with a tone of condescending or sort of humble in his voice.

"And what did Yuki said about that?" Hiro replied in a challenging manner.

Shuichi had flushed cheeks gleaming with beautiful shades of pink. He bowed down for the reason that he was so shy.

"Shuichi?" Hiro said.

"Uh, he does not know that I call him darling. Ehehehehehe.." Shuichi said that with a slight uneasy tone in his voice. "I plan to call him that when we have children." Shuichi gave Hiro the best reassuring smile he could ever give.

"So you have a plan to tell him that you're..pregnant?" Hiro replied

Shuichi, while standing up, said "Yes! I'm confident now!" Shuichi beamed.

"but Hiro, pray for me, ok?" Shuichi said uneasily.

"Ok then. Good Luck." Hiro placed a hand on Shuichi's head like brother assuring him that he will be safe.