HIII! Kori here, or Hyper Chef as everyone knows me now, at least they should… suspicious looks This is a new style for me, sort of. I packed in more words, so I have the same amount of space as my other stories, yet, more words because I didn't mess with the paragraph to make it seem bigger. And yet, it still seems too short, then again it IS a new chapter, so it could be short. Tell me what you think of it because it really is a new idea for me. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own ANYTHING! Except K… gets shot OKOK! I don't own K either… damn, I wish I did. cry All of the Gravi characters, homes, and places belong to the person who made them. I own the plot. That's about it.

Warnings: I will say this once and once only, because I've had some trouble in the past I will make it painfully clear to those of you: THIS IS A SHOUNEN-AI fic! There WILL be guys kissing, and implied acts of love. There will be JEALOUSY of guys over a guy… It's GRAVITATION people! You wouldn't be reading this anyway if you didn't like shounen-ai. Ugh… a Gravi fic where they're all straight. shudderThere's not enough girls in the whole anime for that.

Now that that's taken care of, this fic has no title, but I hope you like it anyway. Bakura kind of avoided it. I think he's still mad from me writing A Pharaoh's Love. Hehe!

Woo… Title Goes Here

Shuichi Shindou stood in front of a large house. He stood with his shoulders slumped and his hands hanging limp by his sides. Salty lines of tears streaked his desperate expression. Violet eyes were opened wide in disbelief and his breath came short. Lying next to his feet was a large suitcase with his name on it. On top of that was a pink stuffed bunny inappropriately titled Kumagoro. The boy's heart had all but stopped as he stared at the doorway of Eiri Yuki's house. As his mind tried to make sense of what just happened, snippets of their conversation carried into his thoughts…

"Yuki, Can you go and buy me some strawberry pocky? I'm all out."

"Why don't you get it yourself you damn brat?"

"I can't, I need to finish this song before tomorrow. Touma-san told us to make a new single by this weekend."

"I have deadlines too you know. I don't have time to get up and go get something so stupid for you. Nor would I if I had the time."

"But Yuki..!"

"Shindou, get out. I'm sick of hearing you whine. Work on your song at your house."

"Yuki?"

"Go. Don't make me tell you again."

"Why do you always have to be so mean to me? Would it kill you to be nice WITHOUT my manager threatening to kill you?"

"What?"

"I'm sick of you treating me like dirt!"

"Shindou… don't go making assumptions."

"See? You just take me for granted!"

"If you don't quit, I'LL leave."

"If it's so easy for you to just walk away from me like that, then do it!"

"Fine."

The next thing Shuichi knew, he was standing on Yuki's driveway, with all of his things beside him, and Yuki had driven away, leaving him there alone. Dropping to his knees he wondered how it had happened. Was it just another one of their fights? Or was it for real this time? He couldn't answer. Yuki had never really walked out on him before. Sure, he's kicked the vocalist out, but never said, "Leave and don't come back". Not seriously anyway. More tears streamed from his eyes. His heart felt torn to pieces. Choking out a sob he covered his head with his hands and sat there for a long time.

Not long after his tears subsided he felt another emotion rise up within him. Rage, with a silver lining of guilt. He got to his feet, bringing Kumagoro with him and glared of into the distance. Taking up his suitcase, he ran from the building, ran as fast as he can. His teeth were clenched and he cared nothing for his health as he traveled to the NG building.

It was raining as he got there, proving him to be quite a sight. Soaked to the bone, holding a suitcase and a bunny rabbit, and a vicious glare not meant for anyone. Dropping the suitcase as soon as he stepped into the lobby he took the stairs. He was breathing hard as he came to the floor labeled "Offices" and paused at the hall. Many people stared at him while he stood there. Shuichi then began walking down the hall, his anger subsiding, Kumagoro crushed to his chest. Ignoring the secretary he marched right into the office at the far end.

Tohma Seguchi looked up from the paper he was reading. The remaining members and staff of Bad Luck were around the room, sitting or standing as it suited them. Shuichi still clutched Kumagoro as if it meant his life if he let it go. He swallowed hard and strode over to the desk with a purpose. Taking a few deep breaths to clear his head he spoke. The words started out shaky and unsure, but picked up confidence as they went along.

"Tohma-san… I would like, if you would allow it, to go to America. If they agree, the band can come with me, but I can't stay here any longer."

Scene Change!

Hiro paced in the small room they sat in. The only thing that served for scenery was the table fit for twelve and the TV set in the corner. Sitting at the table were Bad Luck's Staff, and Ryuichi. It has been hours since Shuichi's announcement and Tohma had long since sent him home to await his decision. The group was now wondering what they were going to do. They couldn't play without the vocalist, but they really didn't want to travel to America.

Fujisaki grabbed his arm as he started around the table again and forced him to sit down. They looked at each other for a second before he leaned foreword over the table. He stared at each of the other's in turn. Catching their eyes he made sure each of them was listening before he even bothered to think through this problem himself.

"Something is wrong with Shuichi. There's no way he would just decide to go to America. Eiri means too much to him. So we have to figure out what's wrong and solve it. Are we clear?"

Everyone started to nod but K raised his hand for a chance to speak. "What if Yuki is the problem? Shindou always gets depressed when they fight."

"Yes, but he's always depressed, not furious. This is almost a new side of him for me, I mean… I've seen him angry, but not like this." Hiro replied. "We grew up together, I should know him by now."

Ryuichi looked saddened by the thought of his friend having a hidden personality. "We can not let this remain. We have to find the problem and solve it, and soon. Or else Shuichi might do something he'll end up regretting. And I really don't want that to happen."

Tohma entered the room then, holding his cell phone in his hand, a grave expression on his face. "Indeed Ryuichi. That would not be a good thing. Luckily, or not, I know what the problem is. I just got off the phone with Eiri. He has told me something that, despite how I hated to see them together, I didn't want to hear. The two of them had a fight."

"So? That's nothing new."

"Eiri says that this time, they broke up, so to speak. We all know this was something Shuichi wished to avoid, but I was really surprised at how broken Eiri sounded. So we know something that neither of them have realized."

"Ne, Tohma! You're right! And I've got just the plan to get them back together!" Ryuichi said with a sly grin.

Sakano groaned, "Oh boy…"

"Trust me."

Scene Change!

"Yuki. Now that you've finished your latest novel, could we, you know, maybe, perhaps…"

The older man smirked lightly and he looked over at Shuichi. "Do something together?"

Shuichi blushed and nodded. "Yeah… but… you don't, have…to…"

Yuki got up out of his chair and closed the distance between them. "What if I want to, Shu-I-Chi?" He purred.

The blush only grew stronger as he stared up into those sharp golden eyes. Shuichi loved Yuki's eyes; they always revealed his emotion when you were up close like this. "Yuki…"

A light kiss found its way onto Shuichi's lips and Yuki whispered, "Let's go do something Shuichi."

He smiled, giving the novelist a hug. "Thank you Yuki!"

Shuichi's eyes opened to reveal a dull yellow ceiling. His eyes widened a moment, thinking 'that's not Yuki's ceiling' before remembering where he was. He was at his parent's house, in clean clothes, since his others were too wet to wear. The dream was just an old memory, a time when he thought he was, well, liked at least.

He closed his eyes again and thought. 'Why do I feel so guilty? He walked out on me, right? Besides, I was unhealthy for him. I hurt him. I only bugged him. All he's ever done for me was insult me and treat me like dirt! So… why do I feel so guilty?'

While he sat unmoving, trying to sort through his memories, the doorbell rang below. Still he remained there, knowing his mother would answer the door. Minutes later, another announcement sounded, this time on the bedroom door. Saying nothing, nor moving at all, he waited for the person to go away. However, his luck still denied his wishes and the door opened.

"Shu?"

Recognizing the voice, he opened his eyes again to see Ryuichi standing next to the bed. He sat up, not offering a greeting. He stared at the man with blank eyes, internally pleased to see him squirm a little under the pressure.

"Shuichi, I heard what happened. I know how it feels to love someone and not have it returned. So I came to see if I could help."

Shuichi scoffed and Ryu winced. "Help? You? How can you help? You talk to a stuffed animal that 'talks back' to you daily!"

"I came to offer my assistance." He kneeled in front of Shuichi and put his hands on his shoulders. "I told you that I knew what it felt like to love but not be loved."

"Ryu… what are you saying?" Shuichi was confused, better than empty, Ryu noticed.

"You don't need him, you've got me, cause you can't hurt me, all right? I know you're recovering, so I'll help you heal. You don't have to love me Shuichi, but maybe you can learn to."

Shuichi sat stunned for a few moments, weighing out what his friend was saying. "But, Ryu… I can't use you!"

"Really Shu, I don't mind, please. Let me fill the hole in your heart, all right? It'd be more than I ever hoped for."

"Ryuichi, you're one of my best friends, my idol, I can't hurt you."

"You're right, you can't, cause I won't let you." The older vocalist closed the distance between them and gently kissed the younger. "Please, let me help you. That's all I'll ever want, please."

Maybe it was that last please that did it, but Shuichi stared Ryuichi directly in the eyes. He didn't answer right away. Tears began to stream down his cheeks and Ryu moved to wipe them away, but Shu stopped the movement by leaning foreword. He wrapped his arms around his neck while they kissed. All his anger, heartbreak, and guilt went out toward Ryu, and he took it all on without wavering. When the kiss ended, he just held Shuichi until the singer fell back to sleep.

Ryuichi watched him. If he did this right, Shuichi and Yuki would be closer than ever before. Sighing he closed his own eyes and leaned against the wall, still holding his friend. "God, for Shuichi's sake, let's hope I do this right."

To be continued…

There you go. Poor Shuichi.. don't you think? He doesn't deserve to be hurt. But don't worry, it'll get worse, but it will all turn out good in the end… … … I think… I dunno. Bear with me, I might not ever get to the end, cause I'm bad about finishing stuff, games, fics. So you'll have to remind me to update, K? Woot! K! I love K.. he rocks… sorry. Ignore me now. Well, you got this far, review? hopeful look