Disclaimer: No one is mine but Eve and Jon. All other Gravi characters belong to Maki Murakami... so please... don't sue.

'Chaos theory states... well very simply... this: What you do; any little thing that you do, the paper you didn't recycle, the pencil you dropped, the person you fired, it all can have greater consequences later. Life is one big chain reaction, each event feeding off of the one prior to it, and influencing the one after it. And karma is a kick in the nuts. Eiri, your little mistake is about to come back and haunt you. You know what they say about payback? Well, I'm the bitch.'

Eve's eyes scanned the view from her window. The sun shown outside, reflecting off of the beautiful sakura trees in bloom.

'The world sickens me.' She thought, running her fingers through her hair, as she rocked on her feet in the emptiness of her study. 'People. No, people sicken me. They can be so happy. So easily satisfied, so at peace. But not me. I'm never done. Never satisfied. Not with 'him' still...'

She sighed, biting her lip.

'I almost envy people. I envy their spirits. Their souls. I envy their sanity.'

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist. She sighed.

'Jon.'

"Is something wrong?"

Eve didn't respond. Something was in fact wrong. Something was horribly wrong. She just didn't know what.

He changed the question.

"Do you want something?"

Eve smirked.

"I want a lot of things baby." She replied

"Name them. Tell me what you want and it's yours."

'I really do have it good. What a perfect baka I've chosen.'

"Anything?" Eve asked

"Anything." Jon reassured her

"I want..." Eve began, moving away from him and walking around the study "I want... my sanity."

Jon laughed.

"Honey, you have your sanity. You're 100 sane."

Eve scoffed.

"No I'm not." She said. "Far from it. Everyone is. Ther is no one completely sane person. Everyone has issues. Problems. Demons." She looked down at her sharp blood red fingernail "Some more than others." Her eyes met his again "So, anyone who claims to be completely sane is either lying, insane... or not very bright."

Eve's hands went to her hips.

"So Jon. Which one are you?"

Jon didn't respond. He was puzzled by this woman. His love never ceased to amaze him with what she said, the places she took his mind to.

"Anything else I can get you?" He asked

Eve smirked.

"Yeah. There's a lot of stuff." She said "But babe, I need you to do something for me."

"Name it."

"Tell me you love me."

"I love you."

Eve ran her fingers along his chest through his silk shirt.

"Tell me you want me."

"I want you."

"That you need me."

"More than I can stand."

Eve grinned harder, bringing her lips just inches from his.

"Then do me one favor."

"Yes."

"For the next few weeks, don't ask questions."

Jon cocked his head at her.

"I'm going to ask you to do some pretty strange things, so... just trust me... they're for the best. The best for me anyways."

After a beat, Jon nodded.

"Jon?" Eve asked after a beat, once again moving away from his "Is there a hardware store near here?"

"Yuki! Yuki! Yuki! Yuki! Yuki! Yu-yu Yuki!" Shuichi shouted "Come join me!"

Yuki sighed, rubbing his temple at his overly energetic lover.

"Baka ne!" Yuki yelled "Shut up!"

Shuichi winced, Yuki had yet another headache, from once again overworking, and Shuichi decided it would be a good idea for him to get out and swim at the beach, but Yuki, who was so afraid of getting sunburned refused and only sat on their lawn chairs under their umbrella.

"Please!" Shuichi said, equally as loud, and winced again as a pained face came to his lover's.

Yuki's eyes followed Shuichi as he got out of the water, walking across the sand towards him.

'Wow, that exercise regimen did him good. I have to remember to thank Tohma...'

Shuichi had almost a flawless body partly thanks to a strict exercise schedual that Tohma and K had forced him into. Yuki had thought it was pointless until he noticed the wonderful results. The water ran off his slinder shoulders and down his tawny chest and across his toned stomach. Yuki's breath caught a bit as his eyes roamed appreciatively over his lover's body, marking a trail for his hands to travel later.

Shuichi knelt next to him, his hand reaching out and touching Yuki's beautiful face.

"Are you okay?" He asked just above a whisper

Yuki started to yell at him, scream 'of course he wasn't okay', but then he saw the genuine worry in Shuichi's eyes. He sighed, pulling Shuichi's wet form close to his.

"I'll be fine." He murmered softly

Shuichi smiled, nesteling his head deeply into Yuki's chest, breathing in the intoxicating scent of coffee, cigarettes, cologne and endorphines that was Eiri Yuki. The past year had been unbelievable. Shuichi would have never imagined that he could be so happy. BAD LUCK was doing great, and was even getting popular overseas. He had release hit song after hit song, and Yuki had produced four bestsellers, one right after the other. And as a couple, Shuichi thought they couldn't be better.

'He's been so nice to me lately. He even holds my hand in public! And that kiss the other day...'

Yuki had come to pick Shuichi up from work, and had greeted him with a breath taking kiss, which Shuichi suspected was more for the eyes that were checking him out than for him.

"You're awuful quiet." Yuki commented after a while

Shuichi nodded again, sliding into Yuki's lap, toying with the hem of his black swim trunks.

"Something wrong?"

Shuichi shrugged.

"I just... have a feeling..."

"A feeling?"

"That... something bad is about to happen."

A.N. Actually, not too much to add here. scracthes head Thanks for the reviews! Keep reading... if anyone still reads this story still... sob

Baka ne you fool