Author's Notes: Okay, have you ever just wrote small, little sniplets and wondered what the hell to do with them? Well, with constant pushing from Star, I've decided to post some small drabbles that I have of Gravitation, up… but I didn't want to do them on them own, because they're only short. So, this is how "The Dabble Files" was born! There's going to be random, short little drabbles, all of them should be sweet and rated G and PG-13 at the most, and I ask you to enjoy them. It shall be updated according to how my Muses are feeling, and if school work is low… and a note, the drabbles aren't linked to each other at all.

Notes: -sobs- my computer ate all my document files. My coursework, my stories. MY LONG GRAVITATION FICTION! Mei! -wails- have you still got the rough draft of the first chapter I sent you? …or Lisa? -sniffles- I hate my life.

Also, this is dedicated to Chicken Nuggets! Simply because s/he isn't a stuck up son-of-a-bitch. -kiss-

Summary: A little corner in the archive, full of - or will be - sweet, cute and adorable drabbles that will just want to make you coo and adopt Shuichi as your next pet. Sit back, relax and enjoy tempting, short and easy to digest reads.

Disclaimer: Nadda. Not mine. Lucky people.


The Drabble Files
By dntfckwifme

Jar of Kisses

Yuki had started to blow him kisses. The blonde didn't know when, or how, he started doing such a thing, but he did it regardless. Actually, it was more of blowing him a grumble, as all the blonde would do, was place two fingers onto his lips before idly flicking his hand away, in the general direction of his lover. Shuichi, of course, would squeal in delight, and promptly run off, his hands clasped around the 'kiss'.

What Yuki didn't know, was that Shuichi saved all the kisses, by placing them into an empty jar that he kept in the kitchen. He'd tally off, every time he was bestowed one, how many were in his jar, and hug the glass to his chest. So that whenever Yuki was being partially mean or hurtful towards him, he'd just hug the Jar of Kisses, and everything would be okay.

So it was pretty understandable that when Shuichi, in an act of excitement to place a new kiss into his collection, dropped and broke jar, that he'd be upset. The pink-haired singer sobbed, sitting on the floor, surrounded by glass, and tiny droplets of blood from where the jar had dropped on his feet when he'd smashed it, and cried and cried until Yuki came in to see what the hell the problem was.

"Retard," Yuki muttered, sweeping the glass away with his hand, before leaning in to kiss the younger male. "I'll give them back to you."

And suddenly, loosing forty-six kisses didn't seem all that bad anymore.


coconut-ice agent h/h: I can't help having an obsession with ajectives, but heh. thank you. It was a yummy sentence. -is only going to comment on half of your review 'cause it's huge- Aww. You're too cute. -hugs- Arizosa: -bows- thank you. Ildreen Love: Uh. Sorry? cleo: You may not be laughing, but I am. See the slash after the word humour? Yeah? That says angst. A-N-G-S-T. It's been there since drabble number six. Learn how to read and pay attention, retard. Also, like you said, these are all UNRELEATED, so, therefore, I'm keeping the fucking in here. What a gosh-darn-shame. DarkMetalAngel of Destruction: Der-dah. Anna Sartin: Again, another person who can't read. This is under both HUMOUR AND ANGST! Therefore, both humour and angst are going to play a role. OH MY GOD! You think so? I added it to The Drabble File, because, wonders of wonders, IT'S A DRABBLE! Take it off your C2 Group, see if I care. Someone dies and everyone suddenly develops a phobia against it. Jesus. Kadzuki Fuchoin: You may be able to take it, but I don't think all the other soft fucks can. -hugs everyone- I love you really. -snort- keitokyokun: and more you got! Chicken Nuggets: You. I like you. I love your name. -thank you- for giving me the damn right to write what I want. Kudeos to you. wendyghost: get over it.

Jesus. You lot complained enough over the last drabble. Get over it dudes. Shessh.