A/N- Just know that this is my first time ever posting a story, so try to be nice. If you're not a fan of the coupling, don't read. If you're going to leave some incompetent remark, don't review. This has to do with Gravitation EX, which is due to release in the USA on 2/13/2007. If you haven't read it, you will not get the story. If you want to read it, go to gallery(dot)yuki-eiri(dot)com and register (the registration takes one second and it's not a pain in the ass site). By the way, I have up to about chapter 3 of this story written, but i'm not sure what I'm doing after that. Hopefully posting it on here will inspire me to continue. So, anyway, enjoy! Flames will be used to roast flamers.

It was a beautiful day outside; not that Shuichi Shindo would know. He had been basically living in the studio since the day his idol confessed his love and his lover walked away. While the situation was great for song writing, Shuichi had no idea what to do. The devastation of Yuki's refusal to forgive was somewhat softened by the memory of the look in Ryuichi's eyes, along with the sweet taste of his soft talented lips touching his own so tenderly. He couldn't deny that he had dreamed of those lips doing that exact action for a long time before he met Yuki; every time he saw them producing the beautiful songs of the siren they belonged to. He never expected it to actually happen, though, and he definitely didn't expect it to be the scenario that it turned into.

Every time he thought of Yuki, a thought of Ryuichi would abruptly force its way into his head. Sometimes he even felt his pants tighten at the thought of what might have happened had Yuki not caught them mid kiss. This was turning out to be one of hose times before a knock tore him from his fantasy of Ryuichi's lips in other places.

He put his pencil down and tried to sit in a position that hid his partial erection before clearing his throat and spouting a quick, "Yes?" When he saw the door crack and a familiar pink bunny peek through, his heart skipped a beat. "Ryuichi?"

"No! It's Kumagoro," came that unmistakable childish voice, "Ryuichi told me to tell you he's sorry and he really wants friends again, if you would please forgive him."

"Of course I forgive him. Could you do me a favor?" he questioned the bunny, playing along with the act. The bunny listened intently. "Please tell Ryuichi that he doesn't need to be sorry for telling the truth, and I would love to talk to him as soon as possible… like right now," with that he grabbed the door, yanking it open to reveal a blushing Ryuichi, who quickly pulled Kumagoro to his chest as if the bunny would protect him from Shuichi's intense stare. He gaze wasn't meant to be intimidating; Shuichi was only taking in the sight before him. He marveled at how the slender form, only slightly more muscular than his own, fit in the tight black pants and skimpy leather vest. Then his eyes made it to the beautiful soft face, upon which were those soft pink lips and deep blue eyes. If Shuichi didn't have some self control, he would have ravaged the childish man at that very moment. Instead, he could only continue to stare.

Ryuichi was the one to break the silence by dropping the hand holding Kumagoro to the side and stating, "Just in case I actually saw you," as he knew why Shuichi was staring at that point. The pink haired boy blushed, smiled, and motioned for the slightly taller brunette to enter. As the sex symbol entered the room, he wandered aloud, "Where is everyone else?"

"Nothing was getting done, so they all went home while I stayed to work on some lyrics," Shuichi bent the truth slightly, since he really wanted some alone time to think things over.

"Is that so?" said Ryuichi, while he couldn't help but think 'perfect, some alone time with my Shu-chan!'. "So did that mean man come to his senses, Shu?"

"Oh, Yuki…" the boy started, avoiding eye contact by looking at the floor, "he says he doesn't want me anymore. He says you deserve me more than him and…" he paused to choke back tears.

The sudden embrace from behind startled him a first, until he realized Ryuichi had moved when he wasn't looking. With his arms wrapped tightly around the boy's waist, Ryuichi quietly whispered in his ear, "He's right, you know. I had had to sit and watch him treat you like an annoyance when I've wanted o shower you with the love you deserve since the first time I laid eyes on you." At that moment, Shuichi remembered the first time Ryuichi came into his life by saving him during a bad bout of stage fright at a concert. He never knew the reason why the man had shown him such kindness until now.

"Was it true, what you said about me being your slave?" Shuichi questioned as he turned his head to see lust filled eyes staring back at him.

"Not if you wouldn't want to," was the regretful response, seeing as how he thought his statement had angered the younger man. Letting go of Shuichi's core, he spun the boy around by the shoulders, looked deep into his eyes and pleaded, "I'll do anything for you, really: I'll be you slave, I'll give you he world, do you want the moon? Anything! Anything you-" his teary eyed cries of impossible feats were interrupted by Shuichi's fingers lightly covering his mouth.

"I just want my love to be requited," was the soft whisper before the hand on the older man's mouth was replaced by a pair of soft young lips. After a moment of wide eyed shock, Ryuichi kissed back, teasing Shuichi with his tongue while grabbing the pink hair to pull the boy even closer. The residual thoughts of Yuki flew from the boy's head as he felt the other's hips grind against his own while the sweet tongue invaded his mouth fro the second time, much more welcome then the first.

Though Ryuichi acted very childish on a regular basis, Shuichi found this serious side very attractive; very irresistible. The short singer felt a tingle in his spine when his new lover placed his free hand on his lower back. In response, he mimicked the placement of his idol's hand.

"Mmm," Ryuichi moaned as he pulled away, saying, "Let me prove myself, Shuichi. Tell me anything you want, and it will be yours."

Although Shuichi could have said any outlandish thing possible and Ryuichi would have tried, and probably succeeded in getting it, he said what he had truly want for a long time, "Tell me you love me."

Slightly surprised at the request at first, Ryuichi realized it truly was the only thing Shuichi couldn't get from anyone else. With a compassionate smile, he caressed the boy's cheek, looked deep into his eyes and proclaimed, "Shuichi Shindo, I love you." Those three simple words brought joyful tears to the young singer's eyes as he embraced his new lover, resting his head on the other's shoulder.

"One more thing…" Shuichi started, lifting his head up.

"Hm?"

"Show me," he completed his thought in a suggestive tone.

"Show you what?" was the naïve man's reply.

"The pink haired boy smiled and whispered, "Your love," while caressing the skin just below the hem of the backside of Ryuichi's tight pants.

"Mmm, Shuichi," was the given response before Ryuichi gave into his lust and went straight for the boy's neck, sucking hard in order to leave a long lasting mark, while leading them both to tumble onto he scrawny studio couch. When he was satisfied with the bruise he left on his young lover, he pulled the boy's shirt over his head to reveal the thin body beneath.

Shuichi felt self conscious for a moment, seeing as how he feared Ryuichi wouldn't like his feminine body with its lack of muscle tone, but all doubt was washed away when he felt the warm hands caressing his obliques and the moist tongue stimulating his nipple, bringing a deep moan from his throat. After the tease, Ryuichi leaned back to strip himself of his own top when he thought of something he could do that would drive Shuichi wild.

After pulling Shuichi up to a forward facing sitting position, Ryuichi got down in a kneeling position, giving the boy a wicked grin before gripping the fly of his pants with his teeth and ripping it open. Taking his time, he pulled the pants and undergarments from Shuichi's hips, tenderly rubbing his posterior as the clothing abandoned it. By this point Shuichi was already mewling his name softly and running his fingers through the course brown hair, since he had never been treated so well before. Ryuichi noticed how aroused the boy was, and couldn't help but think to himself 'I wonder how he'll be when the real pleasure starts'.

After lifting Shuichi's legs and pulling his remaining clothes off, Ryuichi decided to tease the boy just a little bit more by holding the base of his member and slowly tantalizing the head with his tongue.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God," was the chant the man heard coming in quick spurts from the young singer, followed by an exasperated yell of, "Ryu, please! More, please!" Surprised that the small man was able to orate anything from his contorted face other than his quick panting and incoherent cries, Ryuichi decided to reward him with what he wanted. The boy couldn't utter a thing when his lover suddenly went all the way down to the base of his cock. He threw his head back and opened his mouth in what was supposed to be a scream, but his contracting pharynx wouldn't allow it. Feeling the grip on his brown locks tighten, the older singer used his expert tongue in a masterful way, pressing it against the shaft until it reached the tip, swirling it around quickly yet deliberately, and plunging back down to start the sequence over in one graceful synchronization. Shuichi wasn't used to something so heavenly being done to him. After all, even when Yuki would be tricked into going down on Shuichi, it wasn't anything like this. The man had had no prior experience and no will to do better. Ryuichi, on the other hand, was already about to make his little lover explode.

"Ryu, I'm gonna-ahh-"

The singer looked up at the boy with puppy dog eyes, saying, "Already? Please. Just a little longer, Shu-chan. I have a trick I want to show you."

"O-okay," was the only thing the painfully aroused, panting, sweating Shuichi could choke out as Ryuichi licked a new bit of precum off of his tip. 'Must think unsexy thoughts… just a little lon-'. All thought processes wee brought to an end as Ryuichi took all of Shuichi, including his balls, into his mouth, massaging him with that expert tongue and humming softly for the finishing touch. Unable to contain himself any longer, the boy held his lover's head down, screaming his name, to come long and hard down his throat. By the time he stopped seeing stars, he noticed his idol had gathered his clothes for him and was almost ready to leave.

"We're done?! But I thought-" this time it was Shuichi who was silenced with a hand.

"It's okay; I can wait. We can continue later. You wanna see my apartment?" the brunette questioned with a grin.

"Oh! Okay!" the pink haired vocalist answered, throwing his clothes back on. When both men were ready, they made their way out of the building; Ryuichi with Kumagoro in one hand while the other interlaced fingers with Shuichi. He couldn't remember a time he ever felt better.

The driver pulled up to the front of the building, getting out to usher the two men in, then began to drive them to Ryuichi's house. The ride came with a comfortable silence, Shuichi pressing against Ryuichi's side while the man had his arm draped over the boy's shoulders. Without warning, Ryuichi's eyes lit up and he pulled away to exclaim, "Hey Shuichi, let's have a sleepover! It'll be fun!"

"I thought we were already planning on a more adult sleepover," the confused boy answered looking over at the bright, joyful blue eyes.

"Well, either way, you need something to change into, right?!" he explained.

"Well, I could go one night without a change, or I could-,"

"Yes, we need to go to Mr. Yuki's house to pick something up for you!" this sudden enthusiasm about going to Yuki's house confused and somewhat scared Shuichi, but he went along with it. The driver sighed in annoyance and turned around, since Yuki's house was in the opposite direction of Ryuichi's from the studio. Looking at the small boy he could now call his, Ryuichi had trouble containing himself, wanting to ravage the boy on the spot, but resorting to just grabbing his chin and lightly kissing his quivering lips. Quivering? The man leaned back with a look of concern as he saw his lover was on the brink of tears. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Finally, letting the tears fall, Shuichi came clean, "I don't want to face Yuki yet! It's too soon."

"But all your stuff is at his house. You can't wait forever to go get it."

"But do we have to right now? Please, Ryu! Please don't make me go!"

"It'll be okay. I'll be there to protect you, and we can get it all at once if you want, so you never have to go back."

'Never go back? I can't fathom never going back to Yuki's house, after calling it my home for so long. Do I miss him? I have Ryuichi right here, treating me like a human being. It must just be the familiarity that I'll miss' were the thoughts running through Shuichi's head as Ryuichi wrapped his arms around him in a warm embrace. By the time the boy got himself psyched to the point that he thought he'd be able to face Yuki, they were already pulling up to the man's building.