Disclaimer: I don't own any Gravitation characters...but I really really wish I did.

Warning: Angst

Eve awoke as the sun's rays started to touch her face through the window. She smiled to herself, almost satisfied with her work. She knew she didn't completly break their bond; that would take time; but this was a start.

She moved to the edge of the bed, careful not to wake the still sleeping writer. She winced, discovering how sore she was. After Shuichi had left, Yuki had become almost feral. He wasn't driven by passion and lust anymore, but fury. For once in a very long time, Eve was afraid of him.

Yuki opened his eyes, staring at Eve's back. He wasn't sure how long he'd been awake. How long he'd stared at her in pure anger, how long he wanted to wrap his fingers around her slinder throat and squeeze. Though, he had to admit to himself that he wasn't mostly upset with her, but more with himself. After Shuichi had left, he'd continued having sex with her, out of his own selfish need to know, he'd taken more of her. Every touch, every kiss, every moan brought up more memories in him. So now, he sat staring at Eve, wondering how he was going to fix everything.

Shuichi awoke in Hiro's warm bed, burried under numerous covers. It was warm, but nothing compared to the pure heat of snuggling next to Yuki.

'No.' He thought 'We don't have that... I've got to stop think about him...'

But he couldn't. His mind traveled again and again to his lover.

'Yuki... why would you... Are you still mine? How could you do this to me?'

Every breath he took stung. His eyes wer red from sobbing. He had long grown tired of crying through out the night, and now lay under the covers, endulging in the empty warmth. His body didn't want to move. Barely wanted to breath.

'So this is what it feels like to be broken...'

The bedroom door opened.

"Shuichi?" Hiro called "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

He felt the weight shift on the bed, and a moment later, the covers that were hiding his face were pulled down.

"Well?" He asked

Shuichi shook his head.

"It's nothing, Hiro." He murmered

Hiro cocked his head at him.

"If it was nothing, you wouldn't be here." He said simply "Did something happen with Mr. Yuki again?"

Shuichi winced upon hearing the name. It felt like so long since he'd heard it out loud. Since he'd heard his lovers monotone voice.

'Was it only just last night?'

"I'll take that as a yes."

Shuichi looked up at Hiro. He could see anger welling in his eyes. He always got that way when it came to Yuki. Shuichi wasn't sure why, but when it came to his love life, his bestfriend was always very protective. Shuichi forced himself to shake his head. He sat up, putting on his cheerfull face, despite his tear-stained cheeks.

"No." He said "Everythings fine... we just had an arguement... that's all." He lied "No big." He started to move off of the bed "I'll be out of your way soon."

As he started to slide into his shoes, Hiro grabbed his arm and turned Shuichi to face him.

"Shuichi." He said softly "Know that I'm always here, okay?"

Shuichi stared at him for a moment, and then felt the need to cry. But then he smiled, running his fingers through his messy pink hair.

"Of course Hiro! You're my bestfriend, right?"

Hiro nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. Shuichi waved good-bye and left the apartment. As he walked slowly down the street, he began to ponder where he could go. He didn't have his apartment anymore. And he'd just left Hiro's. He could go to his parent's, but that would arouse to much suspicion. There was only one place left.

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