Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. Maki Murakami does.
Angel Eyes Kiyone: Hey! Sorry it took so long to put this one up. I've got a case of writer's block. I hope you enjoy it though.
Tatsuha turned off the t.v. He had lost track of the time while trying to comfort his big brother. Tatsuha had not seen Eiri cry in over seven years. He actually felt a little relieved because it showed that his big brother was a human being with a heart. He had passed out on the couch after once again crying himself to sleep. Tatsuha knew that Eiri cared for Shuichi very much even though he would never admit it. The problem wasn't Eiri's pride. It was Touma. From the first moment Mika brought him home to meet her family, Tatsuha knew that there was something not right about him. He saw the way his eyes lit up when he first met Eiri. After that, it was like nothing else mattered to Touma. In front of her family, he put on his sweet, innocent, gentleman-like mask. But Tatsuha saw right through it. He even told his sister about the bad feeling he was getting about Touma. Sadly, she just brushed Tatsuha aside; stating to him that he was just a little kid and he shouldn't be talking such nonsense.
'Hm. Guess I was right,' Tatsuha thought to himself.
" You're still here," came a voice from behind Tatsuha.
"Holy shit, Eiri," Tatsuha squeaked, "you scared the crap out of me!"
"Like I give a damn," Eiri replied coldly.
"You're full of shit, ya know that," Tatsuha shot back.
Eiri sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around the room. No sign of Shuichi. He was a little confused and a bit depressed. He needed a cigarette really bad.
"You kicked him out, remember," Tatsuha reminded his brother.
Eiri ignored his younger brother and started digging into his shirt pocket for his pack of cigarettes. There they were. There were five left. He picked up his lighter from the coffee table. Tatsuha stared at the silver torch in his brother's hand. The lid had a sticker on it. It was an image of Eiri and Shuichi on their first date to Odaiba Amusement Park. That was a year ago. But something didn't seem right to Tatsuha. He watched as his brother lit the cancer stick and place the lighter back on the coffee table.
"Uh, hey, bro," Tatsuha said.
"What," Eiri replied plainly.
"Out of curiosity, how long have you had that lighter?"
"About a year and six months now," Eiri replied. "Why do you ask?"
"Well considering how often you smoke," Tatsuha continued, "shouldn't the fuel in that lighter be long gone by now?"
Eiri's eyes grew wide. He hadn't noticed before. He bought the lighter six months before he met Shuichi and he's had it ever since. Picking it up from the coffee table, Eiri studied the metal torch carefully. He removed his cigarette and placed it in the ash tray on the coffee table. Holding the lighter flat in his palm, Eiri noticed that it was light; not as heavy as it used to be when he first bought it.
"Bro," Tatsuha said trying to get his brother's attention. "What is it?"
Eiri flipped the lid open and ignited a flame. There it was; burning brightly. He then flipped it closed and held it to his ear. Eiri's eyes went wide when he shook it.
"What's wrong," Tatsuha asked worried.
"It's empty."
Angel Eyes Kiyone: Ok. Sorry if this one sucked. Writer's block sucks. So tell me what you think. Should I keep going? Just quit now and start another one? Aaaahhh!! I am going insane!! Please R&R.