Author's Notes: Hello, everybody! Hehe. The other day, my friends were trying to be supportive of my writing by giving me ideas for this story. One of them said Yuki should be in a coma for the rest of his life! (me: Waaaah!) The other one said Yuki should rise from his coma and completely forget about who Shuichi was, and then kill himself because Shuichi was so hurt because he couldn't remember himself! (me: Gahooooo!) And last, my best friend said that Shuichi should become very sick and by the time Yuki wakes up, Shuichi should be dead! (me: Noooooooo!) Can you believe what those people told me! Jeez! I'll think of the plot for myself that you very much! Grr! I still love them!

Warnings: Lime, Angst, mild take of death, some mild bad language

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation.

Chapter 9

Shuichi's POV (How many people have been waiting for this? Haha!)

I loved you, Yuki. I did with all my heart. I still do. Now more than anything, I love you. I also love Hiro, and no matter what, I won't let him feel the way you made me feel, when you broke my heart.

I prayed to god that I would stop. Stop loving you, and everything you did. But time and again I failed, I failed to give up on you. I failed to stop loving you.

You caused me so much hurt. Yet, I stayed happy. Genuinely and truly, happy. People would tell me, that it must be great having you as a lover, because you were so romantic in your novels. And you were so polite, and so adorable.

I wanted so bad to prove that it was true. That deep down inside, you were all those things. I wanted to prove to Mika and everyone, that you deserved those titles.

But instead I fell in love with the real Yuki Eiri.

Why? I've asked myself that question a million times since the last time I saw you, Yuki. Not why did you leave me, but why I didn't take you back, even though I wanted to. If it was any other person, I would have accepted the new you with open arms and open eyes, but this Hiro, and I love him. Even if I'm not truly happy, I'm content... isn't that enough?

And so... I've decided... that I won't come to see you. Not that I don't want to see you, it's just that I think it's better if I don't. I know it's better if I don't.

I want to be happy with Hiro. And if I ever saw you again, I can't be happy, I refuse to be happy. Not while you're like this. Not in a coma.

It's midnight. Mika told me she'll get Tohma to stay home instead of going to see Yuki. I don't know how, but she's pretty confident about getting to him to stay home. It doesn't matter now, though. It'll hurt too much to see him.

"Shuichi?" I heard my name called. Instinctively, I smiled, then turned to him. My Hiro. "Why aren't you sleeping? You'll be tired when you see Yuki." He cares too much. But then again, why else would I love him? It was a quality Yuki was more than happy to not expose. At least, not until it was too late.

"I-I'm not going." I shuttered. I looked at him, trying my best to keep a straight face, away from my usual tears that would fill my eyes. "I don't want to go anymore." I'm such a lair. I want to go, so badly it hurts, but I'm so scared. Scared I might mess up probably my only chance to see him.

"Hm. Are you sure? You should at least see him." His voice is so indifferent nowadays. I wonder what's wrong with him.

"Yes, but I won't. I'll just pray he wakes up. It doesn't matter if I'm, actually there or not." I sighed, shifting my body so I was closer to him under the sheets that cover us both. "Let's not talk now."

I gave him a sexy glance, something I learned from Yuki. "Shuichi..?"

"Hm..?" I purred before I kissing him gently.

"Shuichi." He said, more aggressively, pulling away from my lips. I looked up to him, finding pain in his eyes. He's been like this for a long time now. That straight, determined, now or never, look in his eyes. The sweat that would form over his brow. It all led to something he would never talk to me about. No matter how hard I cried, no matter how disappointed I was, he wouldn't tell me a thing. "I want you to go and see him. I want to know something and I can't figure it out if you don't go."

"I want to stay." I'm content with not going. I'm content staying like this.

"Really?" He looked so surprised. I wonder why.

"Yes, really." I smiled. He seemed happy about my answer. But then again... I never know what he's feeling anymore.

I don't know what's going on in Hiro's head but I hope he'll get over it. It's out of character for him to be something other than his cool-headed, laid-back, self.

"Let's get to sleep."

"Okay." I smiled.

MORNING

I was dreaming last night. I knew I was dreaming because my dreams, sadly, never has an ounce of color in them.

Simply black and white.

I was running. I thought I was running for my life but then I realized I was on a path, and that I was running forward.

I kept running forward, and sadly it seemed that I hadn't moved at all. Continuing to run alone, my eyes catch something in the distance.

Unconsciously, I change my course, and ran to it. And by a miracle, it was you that I found, I had found you, Yuki.

I was trembling, and he held me. Why was I so cold? I don't know why, but I knew that no one was there to save me but him. I wanted to stay forever. I wanted a reason to stay forever.

I nodded and cried in his arms. Suddenly, he asked me something... he asked if I was happy. I told him yes and he smiled. Then he disappeared and I was on the path again and music played.

I close my eyes and I keep seeing things

Rainbow waterfalls Sunny liquid dreams

Confusion creeps inside me raining doubt

Gotta get to you But I don't know how

Call me call me

Let me know it's alright

Call me call me

Don't you think it's 'bout time

Please won't you call and Ease my mind

Reasons for me to find you Peace of mind

What can I do To get me to you

I was on the path again... but this time I knew what I was on it for. I needed a reason to find him. I needed something to ease my mind and tell me it was okay to love and want to be with him. A reason to get to him.

But there's something more hurtful to this path that I walked. That when I've found this reason... I know the only person who will be hurt is the one I'm with now. I don't want to hurt my Hiro!

I wish there was a way to stop this aching in my heart.

End Shuichi's POV

Night quickly fell over Tokyo, leaving only the moon to bare light to the night sky.

"Well, I'm off. I'll be back before morning." Tohma said, anxiously putting on his shoes to see Yuki. He had wished there were other ways to visit the sleeping angel, but his job took up the entire day, and so, the faster the sun went down, the better.

"Tohma... would you mind, staying home tonight?" Mika said barely over a whisper, walking over to him, fully revealing the lingerie that completely showed off the beautiful curves only a woman can carry.

"M-Mika?" Tohma stuttered, wide eyed. Tohma is and always will be a man of desire, and no matter what people might say, Mika could turn him on. It was a little something that she, and only she, could do---and let's not forget her slight resemblance to her brother, put everything in her favor.

"Shh." She smirked, passionately kissing him on the lips. "Stay home." Tohma smiled in response before returning the kiss with a hungry tongue.

Mika---slightly shocked by her husband's aggressiveness---couldn't remember that last time they had been this intimate. It was kind of nice, Mika had to admit.

Low moans escaped the couple's lips while hands roamed over bodies, until finally flesh met without the barriers of clothes. They fell atop the bed, still hooked on the lost of clothes and the meeting of tongues.

"Tohma.." The brunette moaned as he kissed the delicate flesh of her neck. "I love you."

He sat up, staring longing into her eyes, as his weight hovered over her naked body. "I love you too, Mika." He smiled again before sliding himself into his beautiful wife.

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Outside Momoshiji Hospital, stood a singer with pink hair so bright it would be seen easily through the night sky. He stood determined---yet unsure of his next move.

"Now... or never." He whispered to himself, finally finding the strength to move his limp legs to push forward into the building.

"Excuse me, miss." Shuichi whispered behind the desk where a nurse sat. She turned around with an irritated frown but instantly smiled, upon seeing it was none other than Shindo Shuichi, ex-super star.

"S-Shuichi?" She gasped. "What ever happened to you! Can I have your autograph?" She screeched, pulling out a pen and paper.

"You... want my autograph?" The former singer asked. "But-"

"I still love you! You'd be surprised to see how much the public misses you and your voice." She smiled brightly, still holding the pen and paper. Shuichi never even thought about that. He really did miss singing.

"But I'm not famous. I don't sing anymore... I'm not worth it." He smiled sadly to the nurse, who simply ignored his words.

"Please?"

"If you can get me into Yuki Eiri's room without a problem, you can have your autograph." He grinned. After all this time, he would never think, that people still cared and wanted to see him sing. That is what you called a true fan.

"Yes, of course." She beamed as she watched him sign his name onto the paper. "Thank you!"

"Your welcome."

"Mr. Eiri's room is on the 5th floor. Room 502."

"Thank you." He bowed before leaving the nurse to stare in awe at his name on the paper.

-502-

Shuichi breathed deep. He had left the warmth and comfort of Hiro and his bed to visit Yuki and now he was too scared to get past the door that separated them. He felt like such an idiot. Why couldn't he just open the damn door?

He mentally cursed him before remembering what Mika had told him.

"Um... a favor?"

"Yes. Will you bring my brother back from the dead once more?" She smiled warmly, letting her tears flow freely from her eyes.

"I don't understand. What's wrong with Yuki?" Shuichi asked anxiously.

"Yuki's in a coma. That accident long ago, didn't just give my brother a scratch or two. Right now he's second to being dead."

"Yukii.." Shuichi gasped. Find the air in his lungs rendered useless. How? When? Why! Burning tears ran down his face as his entire body went limp and couldn't bear the chore of even standing. It was a nightmare. There he was trying to move on and Yuki was going through all of this.

"Will you help me? My brother was a cold hearted jerk, and I never blamed anyone for not acting that way, I never blamed anyone for not liking him. And now that fool is in something no one can get him out off. Shuichi, if anybody can get that dumb ass out of this, it would be you." She said, placing a warm hand over Shuichi's flushed cheek. "Save my brother... one last time."

"But.. I didn't do anything but make Yuki angry. I knew he loved me but-"

"Shuichi."

"Yes?" He looked up to her, finding a strange warmth in the palm of her hand, that cupped his cheek.

"I believe in you."

"Mika, I'll try to keep my promise." He puffed out his chest and fearlessly opened the door and stepped into the room.

Instantly, the monotone beeping sounds of machines filled the singer's ears.

The room was all white; white sheets, white curtains, white walls. And the moon hovered the window as if was anxious to see the outcome of Shuichi's visit.

And there, peacefully laying on the bed, was Yuki.

"Yuki. Its me, Shuichi." He smiled, capturing the image in his thoughts. Silently, he took a sit next to the writer and took his hand. "You're... still warm." He smiled.

A moment of silence pasted.

"Yuki, I didn't know what to tell you before, and I was too scared to even come. But now... I'm ready." He paused. "I had a dream last night. It was about you as always, but you already knew that huh?"

"I-I didn't know what to say to you before, and Hiro told me to say whatever was on my mind. But that's too much to say." He held Yuki's hand tighter. "There aren't enough words for me to say to explain what's on my mind... or even... in my heart." Suddenly he heard something, a song, he didn't know if it came from outside or the insanity within his own mind. He didn't mind, not at all.

The seasons move on, leaving

The scent of the flowers blooming pale

The rain has stopped too, clouds in the sky

Are blown gently by the blue breeze

Both today and tomorrow

"I hurt you, Yuki. There's no other way to put it, but-but you hurt me, too! And when you came back, just to tell me that you were leaving, I was broken. I wanted you to save me, I wanted you to love me, I wanted to stay by your side, and I wanted to get over you. But I guess you can see now that it didn't work, for you see, I'm right back where I started. I can never stop loving you, but you'll never know that if you never wake up."

Alongside the times we walk

Our trembling thoughts will be there

Unchanging

Forever Forever It blooms but never dies

The pounding of my heart never ceases

More than anyone, More than anyone

I gaze at you

Both today and tomorow

"Don't leave me, Yuki." Shuichi whispered, still as calm faced as ever, but inside, his heart was sinking to the point of no return. "If you die, I'll die with you, I promise. After all, what else than love was created that night we met? What else but love? Its never going to end."

With this feeling that never ends

That day, when we met

How many times in the world has a miracle like this happened?

Whom shall I thank?

"I know your wondering about Hiro. I love him, he loves me... but..." Shuichi trailed off. Finding the real, but painful words to complete his sentence. "It's not the same! The love we had didn't leave... why force it to go away?" Finally, his violet eyes showed more emotion than he had ever shown in the longest time, bursting with hot yet soothing tears.

Ah, I know your future

will be perfect for me

There will be nights when I can't say it

Although I may cry

"I'm such a fool..." He couldn't control his loud sobs of torment, even if he tried. "I'm being so selfish. To have a guy like you... then Hiro. I'm the luckiest person in the world... I should be happy. But Tohma was right, I take things like a selfish child, and then break it just the same. Forgive me." He cried. "Forgive me."

And as Shuichi's confession of love and angst continued, eyes of brown unknowingly stared at him. Outside the door, stood Hiroshi, crying to himself.

"No, Shuichi, I'm the one who's selfish." He whispered before quietly leaving, alone. "I'm sorry."

Forever Forever

It blooms but never dies

The pounding of my heart never ceases

More than anyone, More than anyone

I gaze at you

With this never ending feeling

"Yuki... I have to go now. Hiro might wake up and see I'm not there. Good bye, Yuki." He said, gently placing his lips over the novelist, and sadly, the kiss wasn't returned, like the time before.


Author's Notes: Jeez! Why did this take so long! Anyways, I hope you liked this one, to tell you the truth, I had fun writing about Tohma and Mika together! Hehe. And after rereading this fic, the first thing I said was "I love Mika!", I really liked her character in this one. And the two poems in this chapter were from two different anime, that I can't even remember, maybe I'll put my own work in the next (and probably last) chapter. Hm. What else? Oh! I'd like to take a moment to say that I loved and still love all the reviews I've gotten so far. I really appreciate it! Thanks!

Next Chapter: HA! Like I'd really tell you about the finale! Hehe. I had you going there!