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Chapter List
- 1-Sorry (Revised&Edited)
- 2-one
- 3-two
- 4-three
- 5-four
- 6-five
- 7-six
- 8-seven
- 9-eight
- 10-nine
- 11-ten
- 12-eleven
- 13-twelve
- 14-thirteen
- 15-fourteen
- 16-fifteen
- 17-epilogue
- 16
- 17
Sorry

Written by: chochowilliams

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it.� I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.

Summary: AU.�
He ran from Shuichi once.� Will he
take this second chance or let his past keep him from true happiness?� Ryuichi/Shuichi, Shuichi/Eiri

Chapter summary:� Epilogue

Warning: AU, Angst, drama, romance, language,
m/m sexual content, Ryuichi/Shuichi, Shuichi/Eiri

Inserts:�

A/N:�
Thank you to Girl
Goten, Dark MetalAngel of
Destruction, KyoHana, Golden Sun Dragoon, pikeebo, lilgurlanima, Acherona, sun�s and stars for your reviews.� Here it
is.� The final chapter.� Hope you enjoy it!

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Epilogue

One Year Later � Tokyo, Japan

�Wha-?�

The sudden
burst of sound from besides him startled Shinichiro out of his rambling
monologue.� �Huh?�� Blinking, the assistant lifted his head from
the itinerary displayed on his Blackberry and turned towards the male sitting
next to him.

�Well.� Well.� �A sly smirk appeared on the man�s face

�Shindou-san?� Are you okay?�� Concerned, he questioned his boss.

They were
heading home after the filming of Bad Luck�s latest music video for their first
single off their sophomore album- that was scheduled to drop this coming fall-
wrapped.� Though Hiro, Suguru, Ethan and
Kevin only had to be present for part of the shoot, unfortunately for Shuichi,
as the front man and lead singer for Bad Luck, he was forced to remain for the
entire video shoot, which had run so behind schedule that the shoot had lasted
through the night.� Now, here it was dawn
and not only was the sun up, but so were they.

Shuichi
turned obsidian eyes hidden behind rimless glasses from the intriguing sight on
the sidewalk outside the new club Midnight Love that closed everyday at dawn
towards his companion.� �Huh?�� He tucked a stray strand of his shoulder
length layered black-brown hair behind his newly pierced ear.

�Are you
all right?� Shinichiro repeated.� His
voice dropped at the end and his face became flushed.� Even after working for Shuichi for over a
year, he still felt intimidated.

Eyes
crinkled in amusement, twinkled.� A grin
crept slowly across Shuichi�s face.�
�Ooh, yes,� he assured the man.�
He swung his gaze back out the window.�
�Everything is just fine.�� He
snickered.

It may have
been his imagination, but it sounded to Shinichiro a little evil.� �Oh!� he exclaimed.� �Is that-?��
When the light changed and their driver started the car moving forward,
Shinichiro�s curiosity got the better of him.�
He was interested to see what seemed to have caught Shuichi�s interest
so completely.� And what he spied fading
into the background was a man that at first appeared to resemble Eiri strolling
casually away from the now closed nightclub, but as Shinichiro continued to
study the man he soon grew to realize that it was not Eiri.� Besides, Eiri was supposed to be out of town
until later that night.

�That would
be Tatsuha,� Shuichi informed him with a sneer.�
Saying his name left a bitter aftertaste in his mouth.

�Oh my,�
Shinichiro said in shock and surprise.�
As they slowed and rounded a corner, Shinichiro could not help himself
as he continued to watch Tatsuha until he vanished behind the buildings.� �But��

�What?�� Shuichi turned back to face his personal
assistant provided to him by NG Productions.�
Shinichiro looked concerned and a little upset about something.

Shinichiro
looked briefly over his shoulder.� �But
that wasn�t��

Shuichi
cocked his head.� �Wasn�t�?�

�With him��

�What are you talking about?�

�That
wasn�t Ryuichi Sakuma.�� Shinichiro
turned back to Shuichi, his eyes full of worry.

Aah!� That sly grin reappeared.� �No,� Shuichi agreed.� �No, it sure wasn�t.�� He leaned over the front seat as much as his
seatbelt would allow and whispered something to their driver that Shinichiro
could not hear.�

Shinichiro
dropped his brows in contemplation.� He
did not like this.� At the next light,
much to the surprise of Shinichiro, the car made a left instead of a
right.� They were heading in the opposite
direction from their intended destination.�
�Wha-?�� He glanced behind him out
the back windshield, then at Shuichi.�
�We�re going the wrong way!� he cried out in panic.

Shuichi sat
back and reached into his bag sitting on the seat between him and
Shinichiro.� He pulled out his
cellphone.� �No.� No we are not,� he said with a large grin on
his face.

�Huh?�

Shuichi
only chuckled.

Shinichiro
suddenly had a very bad feeling.

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After a long
night of recording, Ryuichi was completely exhausted and could not wait to get
home.� Nittle Grasper was in the middle
of working on a new CD that right now they planned to release sometime next
summer.� They had almost all of the
preliminary musical arrangements finished and were starting to work on how the
vocals would be woven into the songs.�
They had been told once years ago that the way they produced songs was
backwards from the way most other artists produced them.� They had found that a little surprising.� None of the members of Sage had ever thought
about how their songs were created.� They
have always worked this way.�

The
elevator jerked to a stop.� Yawning
loudly, Ryuichi ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his hands over his
face.� Pushing away from the back wall,
he fixed the strap of his bag as the elevator doors slid open with a loud
�ding�.� As he stepped out of the
elevator and into the damp, humid underground parking garage below the NG
Productions building, a muffled noise emanated from within his bag.

�Oh.��

Ryuichi dug
within his bag as he crossed towards his car and pulled out his cellphone.� �New
message has arrived,� he read on the front sub LCD display.� Flipping open the phone, he was startled to a
standstill and gasped.� His eyes went
wide.� His hands shaking, he stared down
at the familiar number at the bottom of the LCD screen.� A smile lit his face.�

�Shuichi,�
he whispered.� Ryuichi pressed the
navigation bar and brought up the message.�
His smile vanished as he read the message.� ��Justin was right.� What goes around does indeed come
around�.�� He blinked.� �What?��
He blinked again.� �What the hell
does that mean?�

Confused,
he scrolled down.� His blood suddenly ran
cold.� His face paled.� His cellphone shook in his trembling
hand.� Hot tears stung his eyes and
distorted his vision.� Suddenly nauseous,
Ryuichi staggered backwards until his back hit the concrete pylon.� He slid down the cylindrical support
structure to sit on the cold, dirty floor.�
His hand that was holding the cellphone flopped down onto the floor
besides him.� The light from the LCD
screen shinned against his pant leg.�
With blank eyes, he stared lifelessly into a shadow-strewn corner.

Eiri�s
voice echoed in his head.� �You�re not even his only lover, you know
that right?� He usually has about half a
dozen at one time and he tells all of them that he loves them.� That�s how he�s able to get them into bed.�

A picture
of a woman clad in skimpy, tight club wear and wrapped in the arms of a youngish,
tall male with short black hair became a beacon in the dimly lit parking
garage.

Ryuichi
closed his eyes.� A stray tear trickled
down his cheek.

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It was a
petty thing to do.� He knew it.

Shuichi brought
the mug up to his mouth and blew on the steaming liquid.� Taking a sip of the sweet tea, he stared out
over the city.� Turning, he leaned his
behind against the patio railing and holding his tea against his chest under
his chin, smiled down into the amber liquid as he let the aromatic steam wash
over him.

A stray
giggle passed through his lips before he could stop it.

�Huh?�� He raised his head and pushed away from the
railing as he heard the front door jiggle.�
Moments later a familiar voice echoed through the condominium.

�Shuichi?� Baka,
you here?�

Shuichi�s smile morphed into a
grin.� Forgetting all about his tea, he
burst through the sliding glass doors into the apartment he shared with his
lover.� �Eiri!�

---OWARI---

A/N:�
Yeah.� I know. �Kinda short, right?� Oh, well.�
Other than that, how was it?� Next
is a one-shot sequel called, �Sorry: Prior Commitment�. �Oh!�
Just a little FYI.� Thanks to an
agreement with Funimation Entertainment (Spiral, Dragon Ball Z, Full Metal Alchemist), Kyo Kara Maoh! as well as other selective titles from Geneon will continue to be
released! �Yeah!� Volume 7 of the second season of KKM will be out next month. �Vol.
8 is scheduled for release in October.
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