((Konnichi wa! Riku-chan here! Sorry this took me so long, I was suffering from writers block, but I took care of that +points at shattered remains of cement block+

Kyoko arrives with the panda+ panda-chan+glomps panda-chan+ heehee, Kyoko stole panda-chan from my friend, coz she was being mean. Come on panda-chan! Let's go chase the ice-cream monkey! Wheee+runs off with panda-chan+ Kyoko! Take care of the disclaimer for me! Wooo! Oh! And tell them about the warning! Don't forget, Kyoko!))

Disclaimer by Kyoko Oohira

That idiot, Riku, doesn't own Gravitation. Never has, and never will, no matter how many cheap lawyers she hires. Quality over quantity, bitch+walks away+

WARNING! By Kyoko Oohira

walks back+ almost forgot. This chapter contains Yaoi Lime. YukixShuichi. No like? No read. Understand? It's her second attempt at anything remotely graphic. I know it's crappy, and can barely classified as 'Lime', but be nice. Or she'll cry again, and I'll have to hit her, and then she'll threaten to kill me off again. I'm not willing to take the risk, ya know? Plus, if I die, what'd you do about the story?

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Tatsuha and Shuichi pulled up outside Yuki's apartment building on Tatsuha's motorcycle. Shuichi climbed off, and was confused when Tatsuha started the engine up again.

"Aren't you coming in?" Shuichi asked over the purr of the motorcycle.

"Nope! Bro, told me to collect you, bring you here, then make myself scarce until later," Tatsuha told him. "See ya, Shuichi!" he added, before speeding off.

'Hmm, wonder why Yuki sent Tatsuha away…' Shuichi thought to himself, as he opened the door to the apartment he shared with Yuki.

"Yuki! I'm home!" Shuichi said, announcing his arrival. "Yuki? Where are you, Yuki?" Shuichi asked, taking off his shoes.

"In here, Shuichi," Yuki called from the bedroom.

Shuichi made his way to bedroom he and Yuki shared, wondering why Yuki was in there.

"Yuki?" he asked, peering his head inside. He was then grabbed roughly, pushed against the wall, and kissed passionately. As the shock wore off, Shuichi kissed back hungrily, wrapping his arms around his lover's neck.

The broke away for a moment, catching their breath.

"You…finish…your…manuscript?" Shuichi panted, his voice heavy with lust. Yuki nodded, before kissing the pink haired singer again. The blonde broke away again, sooner this time, before continuing his kisses along his neck. Pausing at the collarbone, Eiri sucked on the skin, turning it red.

Yuki pulled back, glaring at the shirt Shuichi was wearing. It was in the way. Grabbing the end, Yuki pulled it over the younger man's head. Deciding he wasn't going to let Eiri have all the fun, Shuichi started to undo the buttons of his lover's shirt, and soon had the clothing off.

((A/N: I think we'll leave it at that, don't you? Bwahahah, ain't I just so cruel? Now we go back to 1st, Kyoko, then Tatsuha. Heehee, don't hurt me+quivers in fear from angry yaoi fans+))

Kyoko sat there at her desk, after returning from her lunch break, typing on her laptop.

"Oohira," said a sharp voice from behind her. Startled, Kyoko covered the screen of her laptop, shielding it from the gaze of the other person.

"Oohira," repeated her boss, what did Mr. Shindou want? Is everything all right with the interview?"

Closing the files she had open, and shutting the computer down, she turned to face her boss.

"Don't worry, we still have our interview," Kyoko said bitterly, angry about being disturbed.

"Then what did he want to talk about?" he asked.

"That matter was personal," Kyoko said, turning back around to her laptop, leaving it at that.

"Well don't do anything to screw up, ya hear? People always read Shindou's interviews in case they learn anything new about the Yuki character and their relationship, we need the interview, seeing as we can't get one with Yuki himself again," Kyoko's eyebrow had twitched in frustration at the mentioning of Shuichi and Eiri Yuki's relationship. 'How dare he mention that to me…?' she thought menacingly.

"Your off for the rest of the day, Oohira, but I expect you to have the interview written out for tomorrow, ya hear?" Kyoko glared at him.

"Yeah, I hear," she said, putting her laptop back into it's case, and leaving with it tucked under her arm. As she left the building, and headed to the parking lot, she fished through her pockets for her keys. Instead, she took out her cell phone and a napkin by mistake. There was a number scrawled on it.

'Powers that be, you trying to tell me something?' she thought to herself, chuckling slightly. Punching in the number, she called Tatsuha Uesugi.

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Tatsuha was standing outside a grocery store, talking to a girl in her early twenties when his cell went off. He glanced at the number, and he didn't have it in his phonebook, so his mind quickly scanned through the girl's he'd given his number to recently. 'Sakura…? No, she called yesterday. Yuuhiku…? No, she didn't take my number. Mio…? No, this is Mio… Kyoko…?' Tatsuha thought hard for a moment, Kyoko, she wouldn't be doing anything else, would she? Deciding that either way, it was most likely in his best interest to answer.

"Sorry, could you excuse me, Mio?" he asked. Receiving a nod from the girl, he answered his cell.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Uesugi you little prick! I'll kill you for what you did to sis-" with a small 'eep!' ((A/N: heehee, eep…)) Tatsuha hastily hung up his cell phone.

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Kyoko stared angrily at her cell phone. Tatsuha had been engaged? Humph, of course, what had she expected, he was a playboy after all. She tried again.

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Tatsuha look uneasily as his cell phone that once again, started to ring. Hoping it wasn't the angry brother of some girl again, he answered it.

"H-hello?" he asked.

"Tatsuha?" he heard Kyoko ask, his heart soared. 'Yay! No scary brother, just a hot journalist chick!'

"I'm sorry Mio, I'm gonna have to take this," Tatsuha said to the girl, holding his hand over the mouthpiece so Kyoko couldn't hear.

"Kyoko," Tatsuha said, lifting the phone back to his ear. "What a pleasant surprise,"

"I'm sure it is, Tatsuha," Kyoko replied

"Already on first name terms, are we?" Tatsuha asked, bemused.

"Well, you called me Kyoko," Kyoko stated.

"Not before you called me Tatsuha," Tatsuha remarked.

"And your point being?" she asked.

"Nothing, nothing, so, how about dinner sometime?" Tatsuha said.

"Sure,"

"Tomorrow night?" Tatsuha tried.

"If you don't already have a date for then," Kyoko said bitterly.

"Kyoko, I'm a one woman man," Tatsuha replied, feigning a serious tone.

"Who do you think you're kidding, Tatsuha?" Kyoko asked.

"Hehe, can't pull the wool over your eyes, can I? I had a date for tomorrow night, but I can just cancel. You're more worth my time," Tatsuha told her.

"I'm flattered," Kyoko replied, and Tatsuha could just imagine her rolling her pretty eyes.

"As you should be, my dear," Tatsuha said egotistically.

"Well, Tatsuha, I've gotta go. Call me tomorrow, and we'll sort out where we're going, okay? Bye!" Kyoko said, and Tatsuha's ear was greeted by the dial tone. 'Yes! I've got a date with a not journalist chick!' Tatsuha thought, before calling up Sakura and cancelling.

((+eating ice-cream with Panda-chan+ Well? What you think of that one? I know it was bad too, but bare with me, I assure you the story gets better, I just haven't gotten to those good parts yet. I'll try and update soon. After the date is where things start to speed up a bit, and the plot truly unfolds.

Review please!

Until next time! Come on Panda-chan! Let's go find Kyoko+runs off with Panda-chan+))