Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Gravitation.
Shuichi looked over at Eiri from across the kitchen table. Continuously, he pocked at the eggs his love had made in a rush for breakfast. "Hey, Yuki…"
"What?" he didn't even bother to remove his golden eyes from the print paper he was looking over.
"Since… we are together I was wondering… And since I love you…" he couldn't think of how to word what he was trying to say.
"No I won't take you to work" the novelist said not waiting.
"No not that. I was just wondering if you would care if I…" fear ran threw is mouth as he tried his hardest to say that words.
Finally Eiri's fierce eyes looked up at the singer. No words had to be traded; Shuichi knew exactly what he was thinking.
With a sigh, Shuichi dropped his fork and looked down. "Eiri…" he said the small word with all the extra love in his heart.
A small cold wind blew across the table to his hands. Eiri had set down the paper he was once reading. "What did you say?"
Closing his eyes, Shuichi shouted "I want to call you Eiri, not Yuki!"
"'bout time" the blond said, picking up the papers.
"What?"
"It's about time for you to leave" he said fixing the glasses on his face.
With a quick peak at the wall, he knew the novelist was right. "Yeah, I'll see you later tonight then" he said standing. Dragging his feet, we walked over to the door to put his shoes on. Seconds passed, and Shuichi finally opened the door to step out.
"Brat," Eiri shouted.
"Yes?" he huffed.
"Yes, you can call me Eiri" he said as he walked to his office and slammed the door.
A smile crept across his face as he shut the front door. As he walked down the hall, he seemed at peace. Maybe he does love me, and is just afraid to say it.
Shuichi laughed as people stared at him.
End