Disclaimer: Gravitation belongs Maki Murakami.
Author's Note: Welcome to the first chapter of If December Ends. I haven't written a chaptered story in some time so, it probably isn't very good. I have some good ideas for this story so, I hope I can somehow capture peoples' attention (somehow! Haha!). This chapter isn't very long...I hate writing the first chapter. It always just seems so...dry. I just can't wait to get to the interesting bits! So, anyways, I hust hope this isn't TOO disappointing for all of you! Haha! I'll stop being so hard on myself now!
By the way, this is intended to be a Christmas story. Knowing the pace in which I work, I probably won't finish until that time! It's not overly Christmas-y...but, it's based around the season.
OK! Read on!

Shuichi eyed his prey as he prepared to pounce. He was perched nimbly on the bed, ass in the air, he was ready. He arched his back, gave his rump a wiggle, and sprang.

"RABBIT RABBIT RABBIT!" Shuichi announced with vitality, landing on Yuki and shaking him violently out of his slumber.

"What the fuck, Brat?" Yuki shouted with a start. "Can't you tell when a person is trying to sleep around here?" he grumbled and pulled a pillow over his head in a feeble attempt to fall back asleep.

"Yukiiiii, you have to say 'rabbit'! It's the first of the month! If you don't, you won't get any good luck!" Shuichi whined, prying at his lover to fully wake him. "Plus, don't you think you've slept long enough? It's December 1st…don't you have an important appointment today?"

"What time is it?" Yuki asked from beneath his pillow.

"Half past noon."

"SHIT! My appointment is in a half hour! Why didn't you wake me earlier if you knew I had an appointment?" Yuki jumped out of bed and immediately began to strip. He grabbed any acceptable clothes he could find and hurriedly dressed himself. No time for a shower this morning.

"I told you that you wouldn't have good luck if you didn't say rabbit…"

"SHUT UP! Are you challenged? You're a real idiot, you know that, Shuichi?" Yuki spat out. He quickly tied his shoes and fixed his hair before he abruptly stood and dashed out the door.

Shuichi sat on the unmade bed, still in his pajamas himself. Today's the day when Yuki will finally start to get better… Shuichi thought. He felt the warmth still lingering on Yuki's side of the bed. He sat in the afternoon sunlight scattered across the room and lost himself in thought.

Yuki sat in the waiting room perfectly concealed under his dark glasses, fedora, and long woolen trench coat. He observed the room with his head tilted down. The other patients were reserved and tense. No one spoke. The waiting room was quite small and tight with a peculiar set up. Upon entering, one was immediately greeted with the reception desk, which was jutting into the already tiny room. It was a separate room shielded by a glass window and had a separate door leading into it. There was a bench to the left of the door directly in front of the receptionist's window. Chairs ran along the left wall of the room. To the right was the door the Mr. Tanaka's office. The wallpaper was a dark green with an ugly floral design through-out which gave the room a gloomy feeling. The patients sat cramped together, flipping through magazines or staring into space.

The large door to Mr. Tanaka's room opened. A distressed mother and her teenage daughter emerged from the dimly lit room. The mother had visibly been crying. Her daughter appeared completely emotionless; clad in all black. She kept a blank expression on her face. There were deep scars running up her arms. Tanaka went up to the reception desk and asked the middle-aged secretary to write a prescription for the young girl.

"Uesugi Eiri." Tanaka called out. Yuki stood up and Tanaka ushered him into the room with a smile, shutting the door behind them.

Yuki quickly unmasked himself, ripping off his coat and hat. "It's damn HOT in her, doc." Yuki flopped on the couch and pet Tanaka's dog, WanWan. Mr. Tanaka always brought his dog to his appointments. For

many patients, the small dog acted as a form of comfort and simplicity. Though Yuki would never admit it, he was no exception.

"Let's get down to business." Tanaka said, lowering himself into his chair. "You are aware that this medication is not yet certified…it is still very much a prototype and all of the side effects are still unknown. Are you still willing to give it a try; for your own mental benefit as well as to benefit the research being done for this particular pill?"

"At this point, I'm willing to do anything." Yuki continued to stroke WanWan who was obediently perched on his lap. Yuki had become desperate to fix his multiple personality disorder not only for himself, but for Shuichi as well.

Tanaka started to riffle through his paperwork. "We are hoping that this pill will completely stamp out the animosity in you and further accentuate the side of you that is willing to love and cherish your boyfriend. It shouldn't change you so drastically that you will become a zombie but, it should at least allow one personality to shine." Tanaka explained. He went on to explain how the pill is supposed to work going on about the chemical changes that would be taking place in the brain. Tanaka summoned the liability contracts and handed them to Yuki.

"If you would please sign this form stating that we are in no way responsible for what may happen to you during this trial period." Yuki hardly skimmed through the paperwork before signing his name and handing it back to Tanaka. "How is Shuichi anyways?" Tanaka asked as he began to fill out Yuki's prescription form.

"Bastard is as annoying as ever." Yuki sneered. But it's all going to change…I'll finally be able to show my true feelings and quite hiding behind this alternate persona. Yuki thought hopefully.

Tanaka chuckled, handing prescription over "Hopefully that mentality will change." Tanaka said with a smile. "Good luck. Call me tomorrow and tell me how the first dose works out for you. It may take a couple of days for it to take any effect." Yuki slipped the prescription into his coat pocket. He concealed his identity once more, thanked the doctor, and left the building. Yuki strode down the street to the pharmacy to wait for his new prescription and his potential new happiness.

Thank you for reading! Love you all!

To be continued...