Thanks for all the reviews (squee!). It makes me feel loved and keeps me motivated to write. This is why this is up so early (and it is early for me cause I have a job and I work a lot of hours...). So thanks!

This is theme #2 (and I'm not trying to go in order), nerdy.

Hiro was having a pretty good sleep. But then something woke him up. He didn't know what it was though. Blinking sleepily, he rolled over, searching for the warmth of his boyfriend, hoping to get back to sleep. But…said boyfriend was gone. Where in the world had Suguru gone? He lay there for a moment or two, hearing the faint scratching of something, and couldn't fall back asleep.

He groaned and opened his eyes. A light was on and, although it was faint and dim, it probably the thing keeping him up. His gaze went over to the alarm clock on the nightstand and saw that its neon red numbers said it was 2:43 in the morning. Then his eyes moved to the source of the light. The small desk lamp on their desk was on and Suguru was sitting there. He saw how Suguru's shoulders were tense and how the boy's right arm (his writing arm) was moving frantically. Hiro raised an eyebrow- which he did pretty well for a person who had just woken up- and asked, "What are you doing?"

Suguru didn't move. His voice floated over to Hiro, but he was muttering so Hiro couldn't hear the exact words he was saying. Hiro gave a slight sigh and stood up. He walked over to Suguru and placed a hand on the tense shoulder.

Suguru flinched slightly at the touch, sighed, and started erasing something. Hiro bent down and brushed a kiss over Suguru's temple. Hiro could see Suguru sketching something and asked, "What are you doing?"

Suguru flushed ever so slightly and muttered, "Drawing."

Suguru had been doing that a lot lately. Hiro hadn't been able to look at it though. Hiro asked, "Why are you doing it so late at night?"

"Got inspiration suddenly." Hiro nodded, believing it. He remembered when- back in high school- Shuichi would call him at a ridiculously early time and say that they needed to practice the new song he had come up with in the middle of the night. It had happened often, so Hiro was used to this kind of thing.

"Well…what are you drawing?" Suguru didn't say anything. He seemed to be entranced with whatever he was drawing. "Suguru?"

Suguru's head came up and he peered at Hiro, the eyes behind the dark bangs drooping with fatigue. "Hm?"

"What are you drawing?"

Suguru glanced over to the large stack of paper there. "Ah…a manga that I started drawing." A smile flitted on his lips before it died to a yawn.

Hiro smiled. "You're tired and K is going to kill us if we get to work late. Why don't you get some sleep? You can finish it tomorrow."

Suguru stared at the stack of papers and another smile came onto his face. "I'm almost finished with it…" The smile grew larger until it was a happy-go-lucky/I'm-on-crack grin. "I'm almost finished…" he repeated. Suddenly, he stood and stretched, yawning once more. "I'll finish it tomorrow…"

As Hiro reached over to turn off the desk lamp, he glanced at the cover. There was a faint outline of a person and a face. On the top, in beautiful kanji was the word GRAVITATION. Hiro just turned off the lamp and walked over to the bed, where Suguru was already laying down.

"What's it about?" Hiro asked as Suguru snuggled closer to him.

Suguru smiled again and said, "It's about a boy who wants to be a rock star…"

"That kinda sounds like Shuichi…"

Suguru buried his face into Hiro's chest as his smile became crazy. "Yeah. It does."

"Huh. Maybe I'll read it tomorrow."

Suguru attempted to bury his face even more to cover up his snickers. "I think you'll be disappointed. You already know the story…"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing…"