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Kin no Shuichi

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:� Things were good.� Or so Shuichi thought, but one mistake by
Eiri could throw everything they�ve worked so heard for out the window.

Chapter Summary:� Shuichi and Eiri have a fight and Shuichi
leaves.� Will Eiri be able to sin him
back?

Warning: M/M,
romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied
Shuichi/oc

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A/N:� Thank you to sonata hirano, fahaar,
Acherona, creotia_flayier for taking the
extra five seconds to review.

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Chapter 4: Those Magical Words

Eiri wasn�t home when Shuichi
returned from the studio just before lunch.�
He had been hoping that the two of them could go out together.� Except for that date to Odaiba Amusement park
after bad Luck�s debut album, Gravity, reached one million copies in
sales, the two of them had not really gone out.�
While on some level that fact was disheartening, Shuichi tried to not
let it affect him too much because the truth of the matter was, both he and Eiri
were so busy.� But still�

The condominium was cold and
lonely.� The stark white walls started to
press down around him.

Where could be he?� Eiri didn�t have any doctor
appointments.� Not that Shuichi knew of
anyway.� None with his optometrist,
primary care physician, therapist or that internal-gastro0whatever doctor he
sees.� Maybe he finished his latest book
early and wet to see Misuki?� It wouldn�t
be the first time.� Or it could be that
he went out for a walk.� Eiri did that in
order to clear his head from time to time.�
It was actually, how the two of them had met.� But no matter where he went, Eiri always left
a note.� Or at least he did
nowadays.� It was in response to those
times when Eiri just up and left him without a word.� If Eiri left the house for any reason, he
left a note in order to avoid coming home to a depression eaten lump of
snot.� So what was going on?� What changed?�
Where was Eiri?� A thought calmed
the rising panic.

Racing back to the foyer, he
dug through his messenger bag for his Blackberry Storm and checked his
messages.� His hope died a quick, but
painful death when there were no text messages or voicemails waiting for him.

Defeated, Shuichi slumped
down onto the floor.

He was not sure how long he
sat there in a daze when his ears perked up at the sound of approaching feet.� �Yuki,� he cried as he threw himself at his
golden haired, golden eyed lover when the older man stepped into the
condominium.

With an extra hundred pounds
strapped around his waist, Eiri staggered backwards out into the hall and
flopped flat on his ass.� He sighed as
his baka ranted and raved and cursed
him out.� The only thing Eiri could do
was sigh tiredly.� Here we go again, he
thought.� This was old the first time
Shuichi pulled it.� �Baka get off,� he barked.

�Not until you tell me where you
went,� Shuichi snapped back.

Heaving a disgusted sigh,
Eiri got to his feet and dumped Shuichi onto the ground.

�Eiri,� Shuichi whined.

Ignoring him, Eiri stepped
around his pink haired idiot into the condo.

�Eiri!�

�Out Shuichi!� I went out,� Eiri snapped.� He slammed his wallet down on the table
harder than he intended.� Spinning
around, he glared at Shuichi.

With his hands on his hips,
he feet planted a shoulder�s width apart, Shuichi returned Eiri�s angry stare
with one of his own.� �Out where?�

�What does it matter?�

�Because you didn�t leave a
note!�

Eiri was exasperated.� This is what this was all about?� For the love of the Almighty.� Why did he care so much for an idiot?� �So the fuck what?�

�Something might�ve happened
to you.� That�s so the fuck what!� And you know what?�

Eiri rolled his eyes and
turned his back on the idiot with the overactive imagination.

�Hey!� Don�t you walk away from me!�� Shuichi stormed into the house, slamming the
door hard enough to rattle the picture on the wall besides the door.� He raced through the foyer and turned into
the kitchen to find Eiri making a fresh pot of coffee.� �Are you going to tell me where you
were?� Or not?�

�Not.�

Shuichi clenched his hands
into fists.� �Why not?� Why won�t you tell me?�

Eiri remained silent as he
moved about the kitchen.� What he did in
his free time had nothing to do with Shuichi.�
They may be lovers, but that did not give Shuichi the right to act like
his mother.

A sudden thought made Shuichi
go cold.� Could it be�?� Was Eiri�?�
Shuichi refused to believe it, but what other option was there?� If Eiri refused to explain why he wasn�t home
when Shuichi got here, then that meant the reason was not some innocent
explanation.� �That�s it, isn�t it?�� he spoke softly, his voice just barely above
a whisper.� His hands were shaking.� His eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

�What?� What are you mumbling about now?� Eiri wanted
to know, feeling his annoyance growing.

Violet eyes locked onto his baka�s face.� Eiri felt his heart ache at the sight.� But then right before his eyes, before he
could completely understand what was going on, the mask of sorrow
vanished.� Even though the hurt was still
there, an aura of anger enveloped Shuichi.

�Who is she?� Shuichi
demanded.

Eiri blinked.� His mind went blank.� ��She�?�
She who?� What re you going on
about?�

�Her!� Shuichi snapped.� �The bimbo you�re screwing!�

Eiri went still.

�Who is she?� �Shuichi�s voice had dropped dangerously
low.� It trickled out through gritted
teeth in a deep guttural growl.� �Tell me
who she is so I can drop kick her sorry ass into the netherworld.�

�Was Shuichi�jealous?� The idea was ridiculous, ludicrous even.� But knowing what kind of personality, his baka suffered from, it was not too
farfetched.� �Shu, there is no �she�,
okay?�

Shuichi narrowed his
eyes.� �Don�t give me that crap.�

�What?� You want me to have cheated on you?� Eiri
barked.� He could never win with him!

�Of course not!� I just want the truth goddammit!�

�Fine!� I was with Seguchi.� Satisfied?�

Shuichi was thrown by the
startling confession.� With�Seguchi?� His thoughts started chasing one another
around, making it difficult to determine just what it was that he had been told
and how it made him feel.� �You�?�

�He took me out for brunch.�

Slowly, Shuichi�s thoughts
began to de-entangle and clarify.

�Despite everything, he is my
friend ya know.�

Shuichi opened his mouth, but
when he could not think of anything to say, he shut it.� He felt like an idiot for not believing I Eiri.� He should have known better.� Yes, at the beginning of their relationship,
he may have started out as just one of many, but as time went on, all the
others vanished one by one until it was just him.� They have been together going on three years
now and Eiri has made a solid commitment to him, to them.� He promised.

But�

�Why?� he whispered.

Taking a sip of his coffee,
Eiri turned around to regard Shuichi.� He
took in his hurt expression, the agony.� �Why
what?�� He was tired of this crap.

�Why him?�

Eiri was lost.� ��Why him� what?�

�Why is it you always make
time for him and not for me?�� Shuichi�s
head snapped up.� His violet eyes flashed
angrily.� �I�m your common law partner
and yet you ignore me!� To you I�m
nothing more than a toilet!� A hole to
fuck when you�re horny!� But him�!�� His voice broke.� His vision blurred behind the weight of
tears.� �You always make time for not
only Mr. Seguchi, but for everyone else who wants a piece of you, including
your fans, but what about me?!�

�What about you?� Eiri asked
in disgust.

Shuichi�s eyes flew open in
shock with a gasp.� �Yuki�you jerk!�� He reached out and grabbed the first thing
that met his hand.� It turned out to be
the antique crystal pepper shaker that he had bought a year back at an antique�s
fair they had gone to together.� But
Shuichi was blind with rage and his chest hurt from the crack that was ever
widening in his heart.� He brought his
hand back and whipped the pepper shaker at Eiri�s head as hard as he could.

With a sound curse, Eiri
dropped to the floor.� His hands flew
over his head.

The hundred-year-old pepper
shaker shattered a mere foot above his heads.�
Pieces rained down on him.

�I hate you!�

Cautiously, Eiri peered
out.� He was surrounded by an ocean of crystal
shards.� �What the fuck is wrong with
you?!� That thing was expensive!�

�Oh!� Yes.� Yes!� Let�s worry about some stupid pepper shaker,
but not poor Shuichi!�

�Oh, for heaven�s sake,� Eiri
mumbled.

�I hate you!� I hate your guts!�

Eiri sighed.

�I hope you drop dead!�� With tears gushing down his already tear
logged face, Shuichi tore out of the kitchen with a sob.

Eiri ran his fingers through
his hair.� He heaved a heavy sigh when
the front door opened and then closed.

�I hate you!�

Eiri leaned back against the
counter.� But I am in love with you, he
thought.� God, he was such a fool.� That was it.�
Pushing away from the counter, he dumped his coffee down the drain and
set his mug in the sink.� Then he crossed
towards the phone.� His fingers danced
over the buttons.� �Hey, it�s me,� he
spoke into the receiver.� �I need you to
do something for me.�

---TBC---

Preview:� �If I say Things Like I Love You�

A/N:� The next chapter will be a little
different.� The title is based on a poem
I wrote back in high school.� So, what do
you think?� Can Eiri get Shuichi back and
was he really �with Seguchi?
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