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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:� It�s Valentine�s Day and Shuichi gets a
valentine from a secret admirer.

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

Insert: �Still
Loving You� by the Scorpions

A/N:� Thank you to fahaar, lilgurlanima, Acherona, Miyabi-Elegance,
tinlizzie81592, glostarz, Paon, secret hidden within me for reviewing.

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Chapter 6.5: A Gravitation Valentine

Time, it needs time

To win back your love again.

I will be there, I will be there.

Love, only love

Can bring back your love someday.

I will be there, I will be there.

Fight, babe, I'll fight

To win back your love again.

I will be there, I will be there.

Love, only love

Can break down the walls someday.

I will be there, I will be there.

If we'd go again

All the way from the start,

I would try to change

The things�

Shuichi�s train of thought
stalled.� He blinked down at his
notebook, his pen poised on the paper.�
The shrill ringing filled the apartment again.� Lifting his head, Shuichi gazed across the
open room into the kitchen.� Setting the
pen in the center crease, he closed his notebook and standing up, dropped his
notebook onto the coffee table. �Rounding
the table and the sectional, he shirted the dining room table and stepped onto
the kitchen.� He yelped and danced
towards the phone.� The tiled floor was
as cold as ice in winter.� He thought
they were supposed to have heated flooring, but you would never know it.� Of course, that�s what slippers were
for.� And of course, he left his sitting
in the living room.� Typical.

Grabbing the cordless
extension, Shuichi hopped onto the stool at the bar.� �Hello,� he breathed into the receiver.

�Hello, Mr. Shindou.� This is Naoki Takakami from the front desk,�
said the confident male voice in his ear.

�Oh!� Hello, Naoki-kun!� How are you?�

�I�m doing fine, thank
you.� Mr. Shindou there was a delivery
for you.�

�For me?�� Shuichi blinked in surprise.

�Yes, sir.�

A grin spread across
Shuichi�s face.� �Yuki,� he
breathed.� He did remember!� �I�ll be right
down!�� With a giggle, Shuichi jumped
down off the stool and hung up the phone.�
Humming happily, he practically skipped out of the kitchen and into the
foyer.� Slipping into his sneakers, he
grabbed his keys and stepped out into the hall.�
The apartment door shut behind him.�
His happy grin remained plastered on his face as he took the elevator
down to the lobby.

Feeling as if he could cross
the Red Sea without it parting, Shuichi slid
out of the elevator to the front desk.

�Hey, Naoki-kun,� Shuichi
greeted.

�Ah!� Hello, Shindou-san.�

�So?� Where is it?�
Where is it?� Shuichi asked eagerly.�
He felt like a kid at Christmas time.�
Or maybe a kid in a candy store at Christmas time.

�Just one moment.�� Naoki disappeared into the back room and
reappeared seconds later with the largest bouquet of flowers either man had
ever seen.

Shuichi was floored.� �Oh.�
My.� God.� Is that it?�
For me?�

�Yes, sir, Mr. Shindou,�
Naoki nodded as he set the assortment down on the counter.

The bouquet was huge.� No.� It
was more than huge.� It was
monstrous!� Half his height and wider
than his entire arm span.� There must be
every known flower in the arrangement.�
Chrysanthemums.� Roses.� Miniature roses.� Violets.�
Morning Glories.� Baby�s
Breath.� Daffodils.� Lilies.�
Snap dragons.� Irises.� Orchids.�
Jonquils.� Petunias.� Hydrangeas.�
Jasmines.� Primroses.� Pansies.�
Lavender.� Heather.� Daisies.�
They were all here in a rainbow of colors.

�Wow,� he breathed with tears
in his eyes.� For once, Shuichi was at a
loss for words.

Eiri was not much of a
romantic.� At least he pretends not to
be.� So Valentine�s Day has never been
much of a holiday for the two lovers.� Even
pressed, threatened or even blackmailed, Eiri refused to acknowledge that the
fourteenth of February was anything but any other day.� Hell, it�d taken until last Christmas to get
Eiri to cave into celebrating it like every other normal person in the world. �So, instead of chocolate and flowers, a
romantic dinner for two and a movie spent cuddling together, Eiri locked
himself away in his study leaving Shuichi to widdle the day away alone in front
of the television watching other people find love and live happily ever
after.� But this year, this year was
going to be different.� Because this
year, Eiri had finally acknowledged that today was special.� That Shuichi was special.

�Woohoo!� Shuichi
cheered.� He tossed back his head and
cried at the top of his lungs, �I love you, too, Yuki!�

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Up in his study, Eiri
sneezed.� Immediately, he knew the baka was up to something.� �Damn brat,� he muttered as he continued to
pound away at his laptop.

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�Yu~ki loves me!� Yu~ki loves me!� Yu~ki loves me!� Shuichi sang happily as he
skipped into the condominium.� Humming,
he toes off his sneakers as he kept his gaze centered on the humongous bouquet
in his arms.� The flowers were heavy as
hell, but he had never been so happy in his entire life that he didn�t care how
much the arrangement weighed.� Flinging
his sneakers aside with his toes, Shuichi skipped into the dining room.� He was so happy!� His Yuki actually sent him flowers.� �Eee!��
Shuichi giggled, clasping his hands in front of him. �He sort of felt like a fool for acting like a
school girl experiencing her first crush, but he couldn�t help it.� Burying his nose among the flowers, he
inhaled, taking a great, big whiff.�
�Aah!�� The sweet perfume was
intoxicating.� With a giggle, Shuichi
strolled into the kitchen in search of a vase.

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Eiri pushed open the door and
stepped into the living room.� Yawning,
he scratched his head then combed his fingers through his hair.� Slipping off his reading glasses, Eiri rubbed
at his tired, aching eyes.� He�d been up
all night working on the translation of his last book into English.� And he had yet to start on his new
novel.� Maybe he should try to find
someone to do the translation for him.�
It would be a hell of a lot easier.�
Replacing his glasses, he turned towards the sound of his baka�s angelic
voice.� That�s when he spotted the
flowers.� His eyes narrowed suspiciously.

He crossed the room.

�Shu, where�d these cone
from?�

�From you silly,� Shuichi
answered from the kitchen.

��No.� There are not,� Eiri said quietly.� Stepping closer to the table and the
offensive bouquet, he noticed something hidden among the flowers.

�What?� Of course they are.�� Shuichi strolled out of the kitchen with a
crystal vase.� �Who else would send me
flowers?�

�Not me.�

�Oh, c�mon Eiri!� Shuichi
chided as he studied the relatively small vase and then the large flower
arrangement.� There was no way all the
flowers were going to fit.� Damn.

�I did not send you
these.�� But someone did and that someone
was going to die a slow and painful death.

�Yes, you did.�

�No, I didn�t.�

�But-!�

�Shu!�� Eiri lifted his gaze.� Gold locked with violet.� �These flowers are not from me.�

A mixture of emotions crossed
Shuichi�s face.� They weren�t from
Eiri?� But�That made no sense!� Could they be from his parents?� A fan?

�You know damn well what I
think of Valentine�s Day.�

Fury raced through
Shuichi.� White hot.� His head snapped around.� �I do
know,� he snapped.� With a harrumph,
Shuichi grabbed the large bouquet of flowers and marched across the room and
out of sight.� The sound of a door
slamming harder than necessary vibrated through the condo.

The baka was actually going to keep them!� He didn�t even know who sent them or why and
he was going to keep them!� Just to spite
him!� That little bastard.� Eiri�s hand clenched tightly into a fist.

�Bitch,� he cursed angrily
when sharp stung his palm.

Unfurling his hand, he stared
down at the crumpled piece of paper.�
Oh!� That�s right.� From the arrangement.� Curious, Eiri straightened the paper
out.� His eyes narrowed as he read what
was printed.

�Please be mine.�

�What the fuck�!�

---TBC---

Preview: ��The Offer�

A/N:�
Sorry that I haven�t been able to write back to each and every one of
you lately, but I have so much to do in so little time, but that doesn�t mean
that your reviews are any less important.�
Thank you guys so much!� Your
support means a lot to me.

Anyway, what did you think of the chapter?� Who could it be that sent Shuichi the
flowers?� Duhn!� Duhn!�
Duhn!� Duhn!

Happy Valentine�s Day!!
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