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It Ends Tonight	By : kamikazepenguinx Category: Gravitation > General Views: 4505 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any related characters/names/places/studios/etc., nor do I own the song It Ends Tonight by the All-American Rejects, because believe me when I say that, if I did, I would not be submitting my meager works online.

Chapter 1: Surprise Ending

Eiri Yuki stood up and stretched, reaching down to shut off the computer. He�d been awfully hard on the kid earlier. Maybe he�d go and make it up to him. Yuki slammed his door open, fully expecting to find Shuichi hunched against it. The door bounced off an empty wall. Unconcerned, Yuki made his way to the kitchen for a beer. Popping the tab on the top, he leaned against the counter.

�Hey,� he called, knowing that Shuichi would come running at the sound of his voice. When there was no response, no scurrying of feet, he straightened up. �Hey,� he called again, a little louder. Maybe the kid had fallen asleep somewhere. After another minute, Yuki left the kitchen, beer in hand, looking around curiously. �Shuichi?� he ventured. If his name didn�t get him, nothing would. He tried again. �Shuichi, are you here?� The silence of his apartment pressed in on him.

After a brief search of all the rooms, Yuki flopped onto the couch, scratching his head absentmindedly. The kid had really left. �He must have really been determined this time,� he thought. Even his clothes were gone. �He�ll come crawling back soon enough,� he sighed, stretching out on the couch. �Maybe I�ll just enjoy the peace for a day or two. He can�t last much longer than that�He�ll be back.� Yuki let one arm dangle over the side of the couch, finger tips brushing the beer can on the floor as he stared at the ceiling, sleep washing over him.

�He�ll be back,� he murmured. And, secure in that thought, he turned onto his side, falling asleep within seconds.

�You sure you�re ok, Shu?� Hiro looked over at the pink-haired boy sitting on the couch, scribbling furiously on a piece of paper. He plucked at his guitar. Shuichi�d been at his place for almost a week now, and seemed normal�well, as normal as Shuichi got.

�I told you, Hiro, I�m fine. It was my decision, all right? Now shut up, and let me finish this�� Shuichi went back to his paper, crossing out a line here, adding another there. Hiro craned his neck to see the paper.

�What�re you working on?�

�Lyrics, now shut up, you�re ruining my train of thought.� Shuichi pushed Hiro away with one hand.

�Lyrics? Like, actual honest to God lyrics?� Hiro sat up on his knees, looking at Shuichi disbelievingly. It always took him forever to come up with lyrics. How could he be sitting here, scribbling away, and be so calm about it?

�Yes, Hiroshi, actual lyrics. So why don�t you start thinking of tunes to go with them, and maybe we�ll have an ACTUAL song to give the boss men?� Shuichi bent back over his paper, pulling his knees up, his brow furrowed in concentration.

The two boys sat in silence for 10 more minutes, Hiro plucking absently at his guitar, humming odd snatches of song every now and then, glancing up at Shuichi between chords.

�Aha!� with a suddenness that only Shuichi could muster he was standing on the couch, one hand raised triumphantly in the air, clutching the paper. �It�s done! It�s wonderful! It�s a masterpiece!� He kissed the paper and then released it, letting it flutter into Hiro�s waiting hand, dancing in circles on the cushions. Below him, Hiro scanned the lines, lips moving silently, his eyes widening.

�Shu�� he looked up at Shuichi, who stopped his dance. �This is amazing�This�this is about�it�s about Yuki?�

�Yep.� Shuichi nodded, collapsing to a sitting position. �Who�d have thought that a break-up on my terms was what would get my juices going?� Shuichi propped his chin on his fist thoughtfully. �You know, I don�t think that he believed that I would really leave�He was probably counting on me coming crawling back the next day�And the old Shuichi would have, too. But not anymore. If he decides to stop being an ass, then he knows where he can find me, right? Right�Hiro?�

The redhead looked up, and saw his friend looking at him with something akin to pain in his eyes.

�Do you�I did the right thing, didn�t I?� he asked quietly. �I�I mean, I love Yuki�I�ll never stop. But, I figure that�if he doesn�t want me around�and if I can�t be more than�than just a sex toy to him�then there�there wasn�t any point in my staying with him, right?�

Hiro knelt down in front of the couch, placing his hands on Shuichi�s feet. �You�re a great guy, Shu,� he said quietly. �And if Yuki-sama can�t see that, then you�re right � there was no point in you staying there. It was only hurting you. I mean�look at how great you�ve been doing just in the last week! I haven�t seen you this cheerful in a long time, and, to be honest, I like this you a lot better than the Shu-chan who was always moping around and couldn�t get anything done. Your voice has been amazing, and now we�ve even got a new song � before a deadline! And I�m sure that you�re right � If Yuki-sama cares enough about you, then he�ll come and find you. And if he doesn�t�well, that�s just too bad for him.�

Shuichi leaned forward, resting his forehead against Hiro�s. �Thank, Hiro. I needed that.�

Hiro smiled.

�Anytime,� he said. �Besides, I was getting a little jealous, with you spending all your time with Yuki. But now I�ve got you all to myself again,� he added with a wink.

Shuichi laughed, shaking his head.

�I guess some things really don�t ever change,� he giggled, tugging on Hiro�s hair.

�Nah,� said Hiro. �They just grow up.�

It had been a week, and Shuichi was still gone. It had been a week, and the apartment was still as silent as a church. It had been a week, and Eiri Yuki was going crazy. He paced his apartment restlessly, the rooms scattered with bottles, cans, and cigarette butts. He couldn�t believe that Shuichi was still gone, couldn�t believe that he hadn�t come back, begging to be forgiven. He couldn�t believe that he missed him. Yuki had grown accustomed to all of Shuichi�s annoying little habits, from showering at 5:30 a.m. to clattering around in the kitchen while he was trying to work and banging on his office door, demanding to know when he was coming out. He couldn�t remember the last time his apartment had seemed so quite, so still, so�empty. It was missing something and, though he had a vague idea of what that something might be, he was most unwilling to admit it. He had tried the silence, he had tried a stereo, he had even tried opening his windows so that he could hear all the noise from the street. It just wasn�t quite the same, somehow. He was, in the end, still alone. But since when did Eiri Yuki, cold, distant romance novelist who�d never had a real relationship in his life, care about being alone? The thought discomfited him. He wasn�t supposed to need anyone. Well, he didn�t need anyone. No, what he needed was a date. It had been far too long since he�d slept with a woman. Yuki went into his now half empty bedroom, no longer strewn with half finished lyrics and clothes, and began to dig through the bottom drawer of his bedside table. He finally unearthed a small address book, sitting on the bed to flip through it. Even though it had been a year and more since he�d seen any of these girls, he knew that it was more than likely that they�d all jump at the chance to get him into bed again. He picked a likely looking name � a boisterous girl named Yuka that he remembered as being into the more violent bedroom games � and picked up the phone, listening as it rang.

�Hello�is this Yuka?�

��so then the little shit just spit it back into my face! I could have killed him, I�m telling you.� Yuka worked at a day care center for small children, and had been talking about what seemed like everything that had happened to her there since she had last seen the novelist. Somehow he didn�t remember her being this talkative. The restaurant was quiet, only the murmur of other couples� conversation and the occasional chink of silverware or a glass disturbing it. Yuki wished he could say as much for his date. Aside from that, every time that she took a bite of something, it was suddenly necessary to wipe her mouth.

��and then his mother showed up, and I could have just about thrown her out the window, acting like it was my fault her kid was covered in paint, and I just said to her that she had better find another day care center�Eiri? Eiri are you listening to me?�

Yuki, who had in fact been staring out the window with his cheek on his hand, nodded slightly. �Mm�� He wondered what Shuichi was doing�

�Eiri!� the annoyed tone of Yuka�s voice brought him back.

�Huh? Oh�sorry, I guess I just�zoned out, for a minute.� He smiled charmingly at her, and her annoyance vanished. She placed her hand over his, rubbing her foot up his leg suggestively under the table.

�What do you say�we go back to your place?� she whispered, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. Yuki looked out the window again, then back at Yuka.

�Actually,� he said, getting up. �I�m not feeling so well. Maybe we�d better just�call it a night.� He really wasn�t in the mood right now. Yuka looked put out.

��Are you sure?� she asked, hoping that he would change his mind. Hoping in vain, it seemed.

�Yeah�I�m sure.� The blonde threw some money onto the table, pulling his coat on and lighting a cigarette. �It was nice seeing you.� And with that he walked out of the restaurant into the spring air that hadn�t quite lost it�s chill yet, leaving behind a very disappointed date.

The entire drive home Yuki mentally scolded himself. What the hell was wrong with him? He had just backed out of having sex with a perfectly good woman, albeit an overly talkative one. Eiri Yuki never turned down sex. Ever. So what was the problem? Yuki sighed. The problem was that the only thing he could think about was that damn kid. When Yuka had coolly accepted his invitation to dinner, he saw Shuichi practically jumping up and down at the prospect of going on a real date with him. While she complained about work, he thought about all the advice (even the bad advice) that he�d given to Shuichi when he had problems with his music. And when she had suggested that they go back to his place, he saw Shuichi underneath him, crying out in pure pleasure, saw him cuddling against his chest sleepily afterwards. He knew that there was something terribly, terribly wrong when, at the prospect of screwing a woman, all he wanted was to see a guy.

Trying to take his mind off of Shuichi, he flipped on the radio. He regretted it almost instantly as the voice that he hadn�t heard in so long surrounded him.

As we walk across today, will my voice,

entrusted to the western wind,

Reach as far as the tomorrow that we�ll run through?

That�s right �

Yuki punched the radio button hard, shutting out the sound. He stepped down on the gas, willing the Mercedes to take him far away, as if it could let him leave behind the thoughts of the boy that filled his head, and the memory of the voice that seemed to haunt him.

A/N: The song that Yuki hears on the radio is Super Drive, one of the opening tracks for the Gravitation anime. I don�t own that, either, sadly. Other than that, I hope that this chapter somewhat made up for the shortness of the prologue � please review!
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