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It Ends Tonight	By : kamikazepenguinx Category: Gravitation > General Views: 4505 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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 2:

�Hey, Bro! You here? I�ve come to eat all your food, drink all your beer, and mooch off of you for a while�Hello? Eiri, are you here?� Tatsuha threw his coat over the back of a chair and looked around curiously. Yuki�s apartment looked as though it hadn�t been cleaned in weeks. There were empty cigarette packets, wine bottles, beer cans, and takeout containers everywhere. He walked through his brother�s apartment towards his office. If Yuki was anywhere, it�d be in front of his computer. Wrong. The office door stood open, the computer screen dark, a half glass of water on the desk next to the keyboard. Okay, so he wasn�t in his office�no big deal. Tatsuha backtracked to the living room, which looked the same as the rest of the house � like there had just been a very large alcoholic, nicotine-addicted, sociopathic nutcase novelists of Japan club meeting.

�He�s gotta be here somewhere,� thought Tatsuha, leaning on the arm of the sofa. A cigarette carton crinkled under him. �His car�s in the driveway�he�s not in his office, the kitchen, the bathroom�he couldn�t still be in bed, could he?� Out of options, Tatsuha decided that he�d better go check to see that his brother hadn�t finally overdosed on sleeping pills, as his family was convinced he eventually would. The bedroom door was closed, and Tatsuha pushed it open quietly, amazed that his brother could still be sleeping at two o�clock in the afternoon. He wasn�t sleeping.

Yuki was lying sprawled out across his unmade bed, staring mindlessly at the ceiling and wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts and his bathrobe. Tatsuha stared him, unable to believe his eyes.

�Er�.Eiri?� he ventured, stepping into the room. The curtains were drawn tight, leaving the room dark, and it smelled slightly of dirty laundry and unchanged sheets. The blonde rolled his head over to gaze at his brother through glassy eyes, his glasses on one of the night tables. There were several stains on the sheets, visible even in the dark, as though someone had been doing quite a bit of something on them.

�Tatsuha�� Yuki laughed hoarsely. �What�s wrong with me, Tatsuha? Why can�t I get him out of my head?�

Tatsuha looked at his brother for a moment, before striding to the window and throwing open the curtain, causing the man on the bed to hiss and pull a pillow over his face as the bright sunlight streamed in. Tatsuha rolled his eyes, going over to pull his brother out of bed.

�This is pathetic,� he mumbled, practically dragging Yuki towards the bathroom.

X x X

Tatsuha was just dropping the last of the beer cans into a garbage bag when Yuki walked into the living room, his shirt open and a towel around his neck.

�It�s about fucking time,� said the dark haired man annoyedly. While Yuki had been in the shower, he had cleaned the apartment, washed the sheets on the bed and remade it, and done the dishes piled in the kitchen sink.

�So,� Tatsuha sat down on the couch, watching his brother. �You going to tell me what the hell�s going on?�

Yuki leaned against the wall, pulling a cigarette from a pack in his shirt pocket, not lighting it. He looked more himself now, in black pants and a dark green shirt, his blonde hair no longer greasy and disheveled, but parted down the middle and combed neatly. His glasses were perched on his nose, the sunlight glinting off them as he considered the cigarette in his hand. He looked up at his dark-haired brother, a wry smile on his lips.

�He�s gone,� he said, lighting the cigarette and taking a long drag. Tatsuha thought for a moment, before replying.

�You mean Shuichi? So? You kick him out all the time. It�s not like he won�t be back.�

Yuki looked up at him, the smile still on his lips, a strange look in his eyes that Tatsuha had never seen there before. It was sadness.

�You don�t understand,� he said. �I didn�t kick him out. He left. On his own. He gave me a choice�and I fucked up. I fucked up big, Tatsuha. He hasn�t been here in almost a month.�

�You�re kidding!� Tatsuha looked disbelievingly at the older man, then blew out his breath in a hiss, sinking back into the couch. �Who knew he�d ever leave? And on his own, too? Man, you must have really pissed him off,� he laughed, before catching the look on his brother�s face and quickly turning it into a hacking cough. He regained his composure and looked back up at Yuki. �I don�t understand the big deal, though. I mean, I thought that you didn�t even like him that much,� he said.

Yuki laughed bitterly. �Neither did I, Tatsuha, that�s the problem. Neither did I.�

X x X

�That song was amazing, Shuichi.�

�Thanks. I was happy with it.�

�You realize what this means? It means that our CD release is actually on time! That�s pretty major for us.�

Shuichi, Hiro, and Fujisaki sat in the studio, lazily watching the tape of their press conference about the release of their new CD, Without You. The CD had been released in stores that day, and the song that had amazed everyone, It Ends Tonight, was already on the radio. None of them could quite believe that they actually had the time to be sitting here, watching their own release. Usually they were still scrambling to come up with lyrics after their conference. Sakano-san had practically passed out when he heard that Shuichi had finally finished a track list on time, and K had nearly killed them all by shooting off a celebratory round.

Shuichi excused himself to the bathroom, not quite sharing the happiness of his fellow band mates. He leaned on the sink, staring at himself in the mirror, thinking of his song. It was about Yuki, everybody knew that. What they didn�t know was that he had also written it for Yuki. He had been, in some recess of his mind, hoping that Yuki would hear it and realize that it was about him, that it would make him ask Shuichi to come back, make him realize that he loved him. Shuichi sighed, resting his forehead against the mirror miserably. He missed Yuki. He missed kissing him and tasting the sweet tobacco of his cigarettes, missed the tender looks that would sometimes escape him, missed the hand that beckoned him to bed, missed the feel of his skin, a writer�s skin, soft, smooth and unmarred by hard labour, against his. Hell, he even missed the insults. Right now, he was willing to take about anything, as long as it came from Yuki.

The door opened and Hiro came in, interrupting his thoughts.

�We�re going out to lunch to celebrate,� he said, fixing his hair in the mirror. �You gonna come? Sakano-san�s paying,� he added, glancing at Shuichi. Seeing the look on his friends face, he sighed. �Are you really not going back to him, Shu? I know you miss him�Not to sound like I don�t believe in you, but I really didn�t think you�d hold out this long.�

Shuichi sighed, hiding his face in his hands. �Hiro, even I didn�t think that I�d last this long. I�I don�t know what I�m waiting for�what am I expecting? What, I think�I think he�s going to hear my song and come storming the studio looking for me? I think he�s going to�.sweep me off my feet and declare his undying love for me? Who am I kidding�I�m an idiot, Hiro�I-I mean�at least when I was with him�I had someone, y�know? I mean�yeah, he was cold a lot of the time, but�he was still mine. If I�m waiting for him to tell me that he loves me��

�You�re not an idiot. He is. I told you before, if he can�t see what a great guy you are, then fuck him. You deserve�so much better than that, Shu�You deserve someone who can actually tell you that he loves you, and not give you the cold shoulder every time you say something wrong. It�s not�I hate seeing you like this, you know. I can�t stand it that you�re killing yourself because some jerk-off is too stupid to realize that he loves you. You did all you could, and it�s up to him now. I hope that he realizes what he�s done, and I hope that by then you�ve found someone else to rub in his snobby face.�

�Hiro��

�They�re going to leave without us. Are you coming or not?�

Shuichi stared at the guitarist�s parting back, not sure if he had really heard what he thought he had.

X x X

�This is the best shark-fin soup I�ve ever had.�

�This curried squid is amazing��

K looked up from his bowl of rice. �You know, eating too much shark fin can cause infertility in men,� he commented to Fujisaki who, having just taken a heaping mouthful of said soup, promptly spat it back into his bowl.

�Is that true?� Hiro looked at him questioningly.

��Course it is,� said K, filling his mouth with rice. �They figured it out back home. That�s why we don�t eat the stuff. � Fujisaki looked sadly at his bowl of soup.

The song on the radio changed, and immediately three figures hunched down in their seats, not wanting to be recognized as their newest song blared through the speakers.

�Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can�t explain myself at all.
And all that wants
And all that needs
All I don�t want to need at all.�

Shuichi�s voice surrounded them even as girls in the restaurant began to squeal, recognizing the band. As two of them walked by the table, the singer caught a snatch of their conversation and sank down even lower in his chair, in danger of sliding out onto the floor.

�Who do you think he wrote it for? That�s what I want to know��

�I bet it was that Yuki guy that they�re always talking about�I wonder if they broke up? Oh, that�s so sad!�

�But it means he�s available!�

�Nah, I�m a Hiro fan�� the girls walked out the door, neither of them noticing the table containing the two increasingly red musicians in question. After they were gone, Shuichi sighed, straightening in his chair once more and poking at his food.

On the other side of town, someone else was hearing Shuichi�s song for the first time.

�The walls start breathing
My minds unweaving
Maybe it�s best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.�

Eiri Yuki froze as the words of Shuichi Shindou�s song hit him. Words that were about him, words that were meant for him to hear. They seemed to hypnotize him, rooting him to the doorway between his living room and kitchen.

�A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can�t explain what you can�t explain.
Your finding things that you didn�t know
I look at you with such disdain

The walls start breathing
My minds unweaving
Maybe it�s best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.�

There was no doubt in his mind that the song was about him, and no doubt in his mind about what he was going to do. Whether he admitted it or not, it was time to bring Shuichi home.
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