Disclaimer - I dont own Gravitation however I do tend to act like Im in it... notthatthathasanythingtodowithit...

HIROSHI NAKANO POV

I've known for a while that something has been bothering Shuichi, my crazy pink haired best friend. I've never know what it is but slowly, since he met Yuki, he's changed. It's been so subtle though that I don't think that anyone else has noticed. But I have. The way that he'd spend ages just staring into space more then likely thinking. Only being broken from his gaze when touched and even then it'd have to be quite forceful.

Our lunch break began about 45 minutes ago. The large white clock ticked slowly, the noise echoing in my head. Shuichi had plodded off to the toilet, it must have been at least 40 minutes ago. As soon as we finished I could see him practically try to escape the studio but he kept being called into random conversations until he came up with the excuse 'I need to rest my voice' before leaving.

I don't know why it bothered me so. The fact that he'd been gone just over half an hour, which was plenty of time to drown himself in the toilet bowl. Though he had said that he didn't feel well this morning, so perhaps I'm just worrying over nothing.

"Hiro?"

I raised my gaze from my coffee cup, up to our keyboardist Suguru. Had he changed his hair colour again? I'm sure it was purple yesterday and now it was green!

"Staring into your empty coffee cup wont make it refill you know Nakano-Kun," he said as I placed it down on the table and smiled at him.

"Sorry, I was just thinking…" For a moment I doubted whether or not I should tell him but then again maybe he could help. "Have you noticed anything different about Shuichi?"

"Come to think of it…" he paused, setting his own cup on the table, this time of strong English earl grey tea. "He hasn't been as 'bouncy' I guess today. Well he really hasn't been for a while I suppose."

I nodded and inwardly cringed when a hand landed firmly on my shoulder. I knew what was coming next. It was up to me to go and check on Shuichi. "Thanks for volunteering came my manager's voice encouragingly. When I turned to face the blonde he was happily petting the magnum that was secure in his chest holster. Yea, I could take the hint.

I rolled my eyes and stood up. "Good, you now have exactly 10 minutes to get your asses back here. We do have an album to finish! We wouldn't want Ryuichi Sakuma and Nittle Grasper to beat us with their new album would we?"

I rolled my eyes as I turned away from the maniac blonde to Suguru who went on sipping his tea, looking over his notes for his school exams. The toilets weren't that far away from our studio; they were really just at the end of the corridor near the lift. When I walked in I could have sworn that there was no one in there. As I was about to leave I heard a small quite shuffle from the cubicle farthest away from the door where I was. "Shuichi? You've been in here for ages… Is there anything wrong?" I walked over to the sinks and leant against the one opposite where I figured he was. I was beginning to think that perhaps it wasn't Shuichi in there since I was getting no reply. K-San's threat echoing in my mind.

"No Hiro…" He paused and I could hear him shift and sniffle. "I'm fine… Really!"

Like hell you are Shuichi I thought and my heart tightened in my chest. "Well okay then… But you better hurry up," something metallic dropped to the marble tiled floor and clattered, though I don't think he noticed. He was too busy pulling out long roles of toilet tissue. "K is polishing his magnum!" Damn there was something wrong! Id never felt this concerned before in my whole life. I was aching for him to tell me. Why wouldn't he tell me! He always considered me his best friend no matter what, so why wouldn't he tell me!

"Ill be out in a minute Hiro!" God, I hate Shuichi's forced happy voice. It pisses me off and it just isn't right.

"Are you sure that you're okay Shu?"

"Yes I'm fine!" Now he was getting edgy. I sighed and slowly walked to the door and paused, giving him one last chance to change his mind, but I guess he didn't and I found myself walking through the door and then away from the toilets in the opposite direction of the studio. I needed to know what was wrong with him. It was like he was a completely different person now. Damn I loved him… I REALLY loved him! Since forever I suppose. I noticed the smallest things that others wouldn't notice perhaps even Yuki. How Shu would bite down on his tongue while it stuck out of the side of his mouth. Or how he would let his muscles soften as soon as he drank some hot chocolate. Never tea or coffee… caffeine didn't agree with him. Well it did but when it didn't it didn't agree with the people around him. Usually because they were running around from the hyperactive pink fluff ball. But I loved him so much, that I would do anything so that he would be happy and right now he most obviously isn't.

I heard the door to the toilets open as I turned the corner, I don't think he saw me. About a third of me wanted to respect his own privacy which is what I would have liked him to do but another third wanted me to go and see what it was which he had dropped in the cubicle. A final third and it was probably best this side didn't win was to kidnap Shuichi and hold him against me so tight that hed realize that I would never ever let him go. No matter what was troubling him.

I still had 5 minutes before I had to be back. Anymore then that and I would more then likely receive a bullet to the brain from K-San's magnum.

Shuichi had only just reached the studio by the time that I got to the toilets and I had the feeling that whatever it was that he had dropped was still here. The cubical that he had been in looked just like a regular toilet. Though uncharacteristically the toilet seat was down with pink streaks on the white surface. As I kneeled down something glinted in the corner of my eye and as I picked it up a pain shot through my hand.