Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation.

Off a tower o.O Omg that's heartless. But sadly, a little spoiler, Tohma isn't going anywhere any time soon. But I'm sure a few people will want to kill him before the stories up.

Ok, here's three pages. I keep re-planning the layout in my mind as I'm walking from home to school (Which is no short walk.)

But it did finally hit me, I have to add in another character -.- We'll get to that in a few chapters though ^^ For the people that don't like inserted characters that aren't actually in the series, I will explain her point, purpose, and future roles. Really, I tried to avoid doing it. I really did. But there's a female shortage in the original cast ." Anyways, that's some time away.

Shuichi sat on his bed, bored. If he was at home, he would probably be out with Hiro, causing chaos or playing at a local club. But instead, he was trapped.

"He said I had to stay up here…" He fell back onto the pillow behind him. "But it's so boring!" Rolling onto his stomach, he took in the fresh scent of the cloth. "Wonder what everyone is doing."

It was then he heard the sound of metal hitting the floor and something glass breaking. Followed by that he heard yelling he didn't understand. Forgetting his boredom, he ran to the top of the stairs to look down at what was happening.

"I won't have it, Suguru," the blond who he knew to be Tohma Seguchi, yelled at a younger man. Heck, that alone was the wrong word; the male was a teen. "You have noble blood in you, and I won't let you tarnish it with peasant filth! I don't care if you sleep with a male, but fine one of our social levels."

The dark green haired teen shook his head. "Please cousin, I love him-"

"You are 16 years old! You have no idea what love is! When I took you in, you promised to listen to me. If you would rather I can send you back to your Mothers…"

"No please!" Fear was obvious in the teens brown eyes. "I can't go back there…that man hates me more than anything, and Mother isn't fawned of me either."

Tohma knew he had caught his mouse. "Then do as I say, Suguru. No more seeing that peasant and I won't send you back." The teen hung his head in defeat. Tohma set a hand on the teens shoulder. "Suguru, I took in because I know they don't like you. But you have to meet me half way here. Please don't defy my."

Shuichi blinked confused. He still hadn't figured out what broke. "What are you doing, brat?" Shuichi turned around, gripping his heart. "Did I scare you," Eiri asked, an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips. The teen nodded, not knowing how to form words in his current state. "Grab your coat, we are going out. I have some things I need to get done." Shuichi nodded and ran to his room.

When he came back outside, Eiri was already downstairs addressing Tohma. "Tohma, don't challenge me. If I must, I will have Father order Mika to remain here."

Tohma stared daggers at his brother in law. "Honestly I don't mind Mika staying here," Tohma said as he waved a hand. "Keep her a long as you need."

Eiri balled his fists. "Why don't you go home once you are finish with your business," he said as he pushed by Tohma. Shuichi quickly ran after him.

"So Eiri, how long do you have him chasing you like a lost puppy?" Eiri glared at him over his shoulder as they walked out the door.

"Jeash, what a jerk…" Shuichi muttered.

"Be quit, brat," Eiri said as he walked to the large garage.

Shuichi looked around, not seeing the limo. "Hey…Lord Eiri, where is the limo?"

"We aren't taking it…I don't always have to ride in it," he said as he walked into the garage. "At that, I like driving my Mercedes."

Shuichi's eyes almost popped out of his head as he stepped into the building. "Oh my…how many do you have!?"

"Seven," he said quickly. "Two are wrecked in the back." Eiri walked to a silver newer Mercedes. "Get your ass in," he ordered. Shuichi nodded, sitting in the front seat.

Slowly the car pulled from the garage, and then sped up as they went down the road. Moving slightly in the seat, Shuichi couldn't get comfy. He kept getting hotter and hotter.

Eiri reached up to the dashboard, and tapped on the screen. "Better?"

Pausing, Shuichi nodded. "Thanks." Taking a deep breath, he sat in the seat normally. "So where are we going?"

Eiri was silent for a minute. "You didn't bring any clothes, did you?" Shuichi looked down. "Then we will do that first. I don't really want you walking around my floor smelling up the place or walking around naked." Shuichi's face turned bright red.

"Why not just take me home to get clothes?" he asked, hoping the man would say yes.

Turning the car, Eiri reached for a cigarette. "No; I'd rather by you new stuff than see that excuse for clothing in my home."

"Sorry money bags, we bought what we could."

Slamming on the breaks, Shuichi almost hit the dash. "Listen brat, I didn't ask you about your home life, nor do I care about it. Stop whining and grow up already."

"That's easy for you to say! Look at your life; you get whatever you want! You even have servants to do your bidding," Shuichi said as he took off his seat belt. He opened the door and swung his legs out. "You need to get a reality check."

"Where do you think you are going?" Eiri asked as Shuichi got out.

"Home; where I belong."

"Are you forgetting something dumb shit? It's not even been a day." Shuichi froze, remembering why he was with Eiri in the first place. "Now, do you want to sit back down, or would you rather I drive straight to your house and get your little sister."

Shuichi sat down and shut the door. He crossed his arms as Eiri made the car move. "Blackmailer."

After a day of shopping, and Shuichi being put in clothes that were a tad too tight for him, they were finally able to relax. Once again they were in the car, but this time looking for somewhere to eat dinner.

"Anywhere you want to try?" Eiri asked, trying to figure out what the teen liked to eat. Shuichi shook his head, than noticed a restaurant coming into sight.

Pointing, he whispered "I've had a milkshake there before, but never tried the food." Clearing his throat he continued, "my friend Hiroshi says it's good food, but pricey."

"You have a friend with money?" Eiri questioned.

Shuichi shook his pink locks. "No, he works there. If an order is totally wrong, the server gets it so long as it wasn't their fault. If it was, then it gets docked from their pay." Eiri nodded, pulling into the parking lot.

Jumping out, Shuichi stretched. He still wasn't used to the new clothes, even if they were softer than his old ones which Eiri had thrown away outside of the store. Smiling, he waited for Eiri to lock the car and start heading for the door. He noted the blond immediately put on sunglasses as they walked.

"Name sir?" the Host asked Eiri.

"I don't have a reservation."

"I apologize, sir, but we are reservation only." The man behind the lecture ran a hand down the book before him. Eiri turned to see a couple walking in behind them. "Name sir?" the Host asked again. After the name was said, the Host looked down the list. "This way, sir."

"One thousand dollars," Eiri said seemingly random to Shuichi. The other three turned to face him. "That's how much I will pay you for your table," he said as he reached into his pocket for his wallet."

The woman's eyes opened wide as the bills were pulled out. "Honey, we can eat elsewhere…." Shuichi noted the way she acted, and smiled. They were the same as him. They probably saved up enough money to come here for a special occasion.

"Thank you, sir," the man said as he took the ten bills. Eiri flashed a quick smile and looked at the Host who sighed.

"This way," he mumbled.

"Why did you do that?" Shuichi whispered as they made the short walk.

"I always get what I want, remember?" Shuichi shook his head and grabbed the menu. "Hurry up and decide what you want to eat."

"Hello, my name is Hiro, and I will be your server. Can I start you off with anything?" Shuichi slammed the menu down, attacking his friend. "Shuichi…what the hell?"

"Hiro I missed you so much…."

Hiro looked at Eiri who continued to look over his menu. "I thought you said you weren't gay."

"Bite me," he mumbled as he hugged his friend tighter. "Hiro and I are like brothers."

"Shu, who is he?" Hiro whispered.

With a sigh, Shuichi stood. "Prince Eiri…I have no idea what his last name is. He lives in that massive palace you can see from everywhere."

"But why are you with him? Shu, I don't want you hurt."

Shuichi smiled. "I'm fine. This is my new job…I'm his personal servant. Better then my last job anyways." He sat back down, looking at the menu. "Na Hiro, you know me well; what should I order?"

Hiro looked over the blond then shook his head. "I'll choose for you so it's a surprise. And for you, sir?"

Eiri set down the menu. Rather than voicing his order, he pointed at the item.

It took about twenty minutes for the food to be brought out. Hiro se the two plates down with a slight smile. "Anything else I can get you two?"

Shuichi smiled, shaking his head. Hiro bowed and stepped back to tend to the other people. "For being a high class establishment, he needs to learn better manors."

"He's trying. I mean, he works, studies, sleeps a few hours, studies, and then comes back to work," Shuichi said as he poked at the chicken. He took a bite, savoring the flavor. "He wants to be a doctor, so he can finally have the person he loves. Don't know who that is, but that's what he said he wants," Shuichi said with a smile as he took another slice of chicken.

They ate silently. Soon they were done eating. Hiro walked up, accepting the money for the bill. He ran to take care of it, and was back within two minutes. "Your change, sir," he said as he set the money down. "I'll see you later, Shu."

Standing up, Shuichi hugged Hiro again. "I'll miss you." Eiri stood, trading the change with a different pile of money. "I'll see you in a week…please keep an eye on Maiko for me." Hiro nodded.

"Nakano, get to work!" a man yelled. The two split quickly, staring at the man who was walking up. "If you would rather continue talking instead of working, you can leave."

"My apologies sir…."

"Leave them be," Eiri said as he put the sunglasses on. "They won't see each other for a while." The looked at him, froze and bowed. "Come on brat," Eiri said as he walked out of the building. Shuichi waved at his friend, and left.

"Get that table cleaned now." Hiro bowed, running to the tables' edge. He quickly stacked the dishes, and noticed the money on the table. Grabbing it, Hiro noticed how much was there. He froze, counting it again. Turning, he saw the manager wasn't standing behind him anymore.

Quickly he pocketed the money, making note to give it back to Eiri. Even here, a ten dollar tip every so often was awesome, but no one had ever left him a tip of more than twenty, let alone three thousand dollars.

A theory was mapped out in his mind.

The blond must have pulled money for the tip out, but put it back thinking it was the larger stack.

In the car, Shuichi was looking out the window. "Hey Eiri…Master Eiri, how much of a tip did you leave him?"

"Enough to move him forward," Eiri said as they turned into the palace grounds.

Shuichi smiled as the car stopped in front of the doors. "Thank you, Eiri," he said as he got out of the car.

"Hey brat," Eiri called out as he got out of the car. "I'll inform you of your nightly jobs in a bit." As they walked into the palace, a shadowy figure poked its head out from the trees and bushes.