A/N: Yes! I got a review, an alert and a favorite! I'm so glad thatat least one person likes my story! That's all I need!It's kinda strange though... The person who favorited my story and put it on their alerts list seemed like she/he spoke another language! Maybe, he/she speaks 2 languages! That's so cool! Anyways, thank you all for reviewing, favoriting my story and putting it on their alert list, though I don't know why. On with the second chapter. Bare with me here! It'll get a lot more interesting later on. I just have to get some things done, and then this story will heat up!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Gravitation! If I did, well, let's not talk about it...

Flashback:

"Shindou-san, I have very bad news for you" Tohma said. He glared at Shuichi. "And I believe that you are the cause." Everything froze. It was like the whole world had iced over. The whole room felt much colder, and Tohma looked as sharp as icicles, or at least his eyes looked that way. Shuichi was so scared. After all, Tohma was his boss, and his lover's brother-in law. He had much power over Shuichi's life.

"It's about Eiri…." Tohma said coldly.

Chapter 2: Shock and Tears

"W-what?" Shuichi stuttered. His hands felt like they were dancing. His whole body shook with fear. 'Did Yuki die? Oh no! Yuki got run over by a car? NO!' Shuichi thought. He struggled to stay calm in front of his angry boss.

"Yuki left to New York again" Tohma explained. His voice was anything but pleasant. He stared at Shuichi for a long time. "And I found blood in his apartment." Shuichi froze. His heart was pumping faster than a bullet train. He breathed in and out as slowly as possible. He knew what that meant: Yuki was in trouble. Yuki was sick again.

"W-why?" Shuichi croaked. He was slowly losing his voice. He felt like jumping out one of the windows. They all looked so appealing at the moment, glimmering in the sunlight, inviting him to jump out them. 'Did I cause Yuki's disappearance?' Shuichi thought. 'No! Not again! What could I have possibly done? I haven't been THAT annoying lately, have I?'

"I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it has something to do with you" Tohma said, slicing through Shuichi's heart. "After all, you're the one who caused him to leave the first time, remember?" Oh yes, how could Shuichi forget? Shuichi bit his lip. Tears began to fall freely. He didn't care who saw him cry. Nothing mattered at the moment, nothing except Yuki, and that shiny window.

"B-b-but what did I do?" Shuichi said, his voice becoming almost inaudible. He gulped. He didn't care if he was going to die then and there by straining himself. At the moment, everything faded. The lights in the room seemed to dim, though everyone knew they were on the highest setting.

"You probably stressed him out" Tohma hissed. He glared at Shuichi, waiting for a response. "After all, you seem to do that to him a lot."

"I-I-I…." Shuichi managed to say. His voice ceased to exist. He looked at his shirt. It was soaked from his tears. He sighed.

"I do hope you fix this" Tohma growled. "Even if it kills you. I don't care if you have to leave his house, but I don't want him leaving EVER AGAIN." He looked so angry, but so pleased at the same time. He seemed relieved once he had finished, which was something Shuichi didn't expect. "You may leave now." Shuichi nodded slowly. He stood up and exited the room. There was thick tension in the air as Shuichi left the room.

Shuichi was crying so hard that he could barely breathe. He ran down the halls, passing Mr. K and Mr. Sakano, who both exchanged worried glances. Shuichi pushed open the NG doors and rushed out. His producer and manager weren't able to catch and stop the running boy.

Shuichi felt the world fade away. Everything felt cold and angry. Shuichi wiped his eyes and looked around. He cried some more, and then ran. No, he bolted down the street. He was running so fast that his heart felt like collapsing. So did Shuichi himself.

Shuichi realized that he reached Yuki's apartment. He gasped. He didn't even remember moving. His depression must've worked on its own to get him here, even though that barely made any sense. Shuichi stared at the door for a long while, hoping that Yuki would be inside, hoping that Tohma was lying. But he knew that Yuki wouldn't be inside. He knew it, just like he knew that Tohma had bad news that day.

Shuichi entered the apartment. He checked every room. Yuki was gone, and there was no note. Yuki was angry with him. That was certain. Shuichi collapsed onto the couch and started crying again. The day had started out so well, but it ended so badly. Yuki left, and Shuichi was having a nervous breakdown.

'Maybe I should go to Hiro's…' Shuichi thought. He shook his head. For the first time in his relationship with Yuki, he wanted to be alone. He wanted to think, even though that wasn't his specialty. He wanted Yuki back. Shuichi was so worried that he didn't even think of calling Yuki. Shuichi was too lost in his depression to think clearly anyway. Then again, if Yuki really left, he probably had his phone off. Shuichi suddenly found his voice.

"Maybe if I clean up the house and stuff, he'll come back!" Shuichi thought aloud. He wiped his eyes again. "Maybe I can make Yuki happy again. Then, if he wants me to, I'll leave! Yes, that's it!"

Love is something very special. If you truly love someone, you will do anything for them, even disappear from their life. If it makes them happy, you will do it, because you love the person that much. Their happiness always comes before yours. And if their happiness doesn't include you, that's too bad. Shuichi definitely loved Yuki, even if Yuki wanted him out of his life.

"I love you so much, Yuki…" Shuichi whispered. He was losing his voice again. He looked around the house and smiled. He would make Yuki happy, even if it killed him.

Shuichi reached for the broom and some cleaning supplies. Yes, it was 1am in the morning, and yes, Shuichi was cleaning. It was strange, but true. Shuichi scrubbed every window, cleaned every corner and destroyed every cob web. When Shuichi was finished, it was noon. The apartment looked divine. Shuichi just wished that Yuki had the same thought.

Shuichi yawned and looked at the apartment. Everything was clean. There was no mess, no dirt, no random objects on the floor, no burnt stoves. Everything looked perfect, besides the fact that Yuki wasn't in the apartment. And Shuichi didn't find that bloodstain that Tohma was talking about. But he thought that Tohma had already cleaned it off. Then again, how did Tohma even get into the apartment? Shuichi ignored the thoughts in his head.

"Please come back, Yuki" Shuichi pleaded. He started breaking down again. He soaked the carpet with his fresh, tragic tears. 'I'm gonna have to clean that' he thought.

Shuichi grabbed the vacuum and dried the carpet. He sighed and tried to stop his tears. Once the carpet was dry, Shuichi put the vacuum away carefully. He shivered, though he didn't know why. He had dark bags under his eyes, but he didn't care. He could not and would not sleep.

Shuichi went into the bathroom and started crying into the sink, so that he wouldn't wet anything. He noticed something on the sink. It was a blue razor. Shuichi picked it up and examined it. It was sharp and clean. It was definitely Yuki's. Shuichi's was pink and in a cabinet. Just thinking of Yuki made Shuichi cry some more. He pulled down his sleeves and put the razor against his skin.

Oh, how it felt good. Shuichi felt all the pain go away. He smiled as blood slipped down his arms. Shuichi no longer felt like crying. He felt happy, relieved. He had just cut himself, but he didn't even flinch. He felt the pain, but the pain felt good. He felt like he was paying back Yuki for all that he did to him. His mind and his body were disagreeing.

"I deserve this" he told himself angrily. "I hurt Yuki, so now I have to suffer, too!" He grinned and washed off his arms and the razor. He carefully placed it back in its spot and exited the bathroom.

For some reason, Shuichi decided to sleep on the couch with his clothes on. He knew he wouldn't sleep in Yuki's bed without Yuki in it. It just didn't seem right. Then again, nothing felt right at the moment. Shuichi didn't sleep that day. He couldn't. So he just sat on the couch, sitting and waiting for Yuki to return.

A/N: So, how did you like it? I know, I know, Shuichi is cutting himself! I'm so evil! Yes, I know! But I love torchuring the characters, especially the really nice, sweet ones! I can't help it! I don't know, is the story kinda ofboring? I kinda have to go through this whole process before the big event happens! I need you guys to see Shuichi suffer! HAHAHA! You guys might be expectingthe big twist,but I don't think so:D Anyways, I'll update tomorrow, if I survive my saxophone lesson... The teacher gives me nightmares...Oh, and I know, my words don't 'flow' for some reason! Grr! One day, they will flow, like poetry! ONE DAY!