Hello! Welcome to my first Gravitation fic, 'Kakumei'! I've put my widdle heart and soul into planning this project, but I'm a wee bit nervous. I spent the last couple of weeks eating up inspiration, and I read so many miraculous Gravitation fics. This project's very close to my heart, but I'm taking a huge risk on this-there are so many phenomenal Gravitation authors, and I feel like a wee novice. I'm going to try my best with this; I hope I can do justice to not only this category, but to the authors that have inspired me as well.

Almost all of 'Kakumei' is set in Japan. The finale is set in the New York, on New Year's Eve. This occurs during the end of 2005, since I created it during that time period. I know it's a little late, but don't laugh at me. Hee hee! Suu.

I was inspired by a lot of Gravi fics, but a lot of music inspired me as well. The theme song of 'Kakumei' is Imogen Heap's 'Can't Take It In', which is featured on one of the Narnia soundtracks. 'About Her' from the Kill Bill 2 soundtrack played an important role too. For more info-winfo on the soundtrack I made for my widdle creation, read my widdle profile! Suuu!

When it comes to Gravitation, I own nothing. I don't own the characters; I own nothing from the series. The only thing I own is the PLOT. Please note that I don't claim the music used for the development of this fic either. Thank you very much for your time. I would also like to state that there is one huge difference from the manga/anime in here; the public embraces Shuichi's relationship with Yuki. They see it as weird... yet dangerous and exciting.

I am open to all reviews/constructive criticism, ESPECIALLY since I'm going up against the big dogs here, BUT I DO NOT ACCEPT FLAMES. ONCE AGAIN, I DO NOT ACCEPT FLAMES. A note to those that want to say there is no Christmas in Japan (someone left a flame in another Gravi fic stating this)-THIS IS WORK OF IMAGINATION. For those of you that are unfamiliar with me, I would like to say that I'm the mortal enemy of flames.

I would like to take this time to make several dedications. LaDiDaanifan, Hime Neko, Kiira-chan, kanji-sensei, Sanzo Chic, RomanceNovelistYuki4563, Kiwi Ninamori, Leeren, Lady Laurannia, PirateGoddess27, Keesa, Koneko, and every other Gravi author-thank you for inspiring me.

Wish me luck!

Theme of 'Prelude': 'Where' by Lisbeth Scott, the intro of 'Can't Take It In' by Imogen Heap. Please note that the Koji Osakaya restaurant is a true restaurant, not a work of my imagination.

The world was covered in a special kind of exuberance; the kind of exuberance that stirred up the deepest of memories. Every inch of the word was blanketed in vitality; the streets were radiant with promises, and the skies were filled with songs of immortal hope. There was a certain individual that stood as the personification of joy; if someone had said that he was responsible for the world's bliss, they wouldn't have been too far off the mark. He dwelled in the place known as Japan, and it was very lucky to have such a bright, jubilant star within its grasp.

Infinite sheets of rain were drenching the streets of Japan, and they stirred up hundreds of emotions in Japan's residents. Many greeted the parade with open arms; others shrugged it off, and others tossed the parade aside scornfully. The personification of happiness, of course, was far away from the land of disgust; he was too busy wandering through the golden land of joy. He loved the rain-he even loved rainstorms. His dearest friend told others that he would enjoy watching an ant build an empire, and none of them made any arguments on that. The young, vigorous star was filled with the spice of life; he didn't have time to be bored. If someone had said that he would enjoy himself at a power plant, they wouldn't be too far off the mark either.

The Koji Osakaya restaurant was serving as their shield from the rain; the young star had developed a desire for lunchtime, and so his friend decided to treat him to something special. They were on break from one of the year's biggest tasks:

Christmas shopping.

The star's companion was burdened with the heaviest burden of all; a hyped-up bunny rabbit. Of course the burden wasn't an actual rabbit-it was the star himself. Many loved to compare him to a puppy; others said that he was actually cuter than a puppy. The only difference between the star and a baby-faced animal was that animals didn't have the ability to produce speech at hyper speeds.

"Wow! It sure is coming down out there! It's really pretty though, isn't it Hiro? You think it's gonna go on forever? I sure hope so-it's really beautiful out there! The sound of rain makes me feel like writing for some reason. I feel really warm and happy inside-it's hard to explain, but a lot of fun!"

"Since when are you not warm and happy?" Hiroshi Nakano asked his friend sarcastically, looking as if he had just heard the worst joke on the planet. His friend had the cutest of smiles on; he was a starry-eyed puppy, lost in the depths of one thing.

Love.

Hiro's question went by ignored, but the ignorance wasn't made with harmful intentions. The puppy was too busy running through his own world.

"We got a lot done, don't you think? I wonder if we'll be able to finish today!"

The 'puppy' carried the name of Shuichi Shindou, and that name carried the essence of resplendent passion. It sent shivers through the hearts of many, but none of those shivers were venomous; they were all crafted from the depths of fervent excitement. The vocalist of Bad Luck was truly no different from a young canine, for he had eyes that shamed the brightest of gems, and his smiles never failed to defy description. He seemed to be impenetrable, for his enthusiasm had the power to barricade through any negative energy. His short pink hair alone captivated many hearts, and his eyes would have brought the greatest jewels to tears.

A moment of silence passed between them; it was the first period of silence in hours. During that silence, Shuichi's face turned a bright shade of red. His mind had wandered to the one that had stolen his heart-his new shade of red made that perfectly clear. His flushes of embarrassment were perfect pieces of evidence.

"I hope Yuki likes his gift. I took me all day to find the perfect one!"

Right here the young vocalist's eyes closed, and his face took on a radiance that surpassed comprehension. His eyes were closed, but there was a smile on his face-and it was a true smile of inexplicable happiness. He looked like a lost soul that had been given the most beautiful treasure...the look on his face would have brought someone to tears. The adorable display of sweet bliss brought about another effect on Hiro, though-he felt a sharp blade pierce his heart. He kept up a smile on his own face, but it was hard for him to ignore the blade of disgust.

The one responsible for stealing Shuichi's heart wasn't exactly...worthy of the puppy's affection. The mere thought of Shuichi's 'fairy tale prince' caused his stomach to turn sour.

Blegh. That bastard doesn't deserve a nickel from you. You've given him too much already.

He couldn't say what was on his mind. He just couldn't. He hated seeing Shuichi's face fall. Making the vocalist sad was no different from committing mass murder in his eyes.

And Shuichi was very much in love. No different from an ecstatic child in candy land.

"We should probably finish up tomorrow, pal. We can do too much in this kind of weather."

The puppy's face fell, but the devastation wasn't incurable.

Hiro grinned at him merrily.

"Aw, come on. Don't take it too hard. There's always tomorrow, and besides-the party's waiting for us. Can't be out too long! You're finished, right?"

Shuichi took one last look at his ramen bowl, then gave him a look that would have brought about an explosion of cavities.

"Yeah. Thank you!"

"No problem. Here."

Hiro gave his umbrella to his friend, and received a frown of deep concern in return.

"But you'll be drenched without-"

"Nah, no big deal." Hiro said to him kindly, shrugging the storm off as if he were about to talk a walk in the park. He and Shuichi were the best of friends...but Nakano had a burning desire to be more than just the vocalist's friend. Words couldn't do justice to the love he had...even though his friend's heart was captured by another. He took no time to care for himself; Shuichi's safety was always the first thing on his mind. "I'll be fine. I just don't want you to end up soaking wet. Now come on."

In mere seconds, the vigorous puppy bounded out of the restaurant, launching into another journey through excitement. Hiro kept up a slow pace behind him, watching over him...with the devotion of a passionate guardian.

"It's amazing out here! I've never seen it rain so much! Hiro, let's share your umbrella!"

"I don't want to share it. Use it for yourself!"

"But-"

"How many times do I have to say this? Keep it for yourself!" Hiro cried out over the rain, unable to hold back warm laughter. "I'm fine! I love the rain!"

"It's too bad you didn't bring your bicycle! We could have ridden it in the rain! Wouldn't that have been fun?"

A gentle sigh withdrew itself from Hiroshi's mouth. Raindrops draped themselves over him...as his mind wandered to thoughts of unrequited love. His childhood friend, the personification of love and happiness, was right in front of him...drinking in the beauty of the enigmatic night. Others were disgusted by the turbulent storm, but he was embracing it with the vitality of a child; he enjoyed life and everything life had to offer.

The vocalist of Bad Luck merrily made his way throughout the streets, carrying his parade of gifts as if they were nothing more than twigs. Silvery white raindrops drenched his face, and caused wisps of his pink hair to lock themselves onto his face. The raindrops were enriching his pure, innocent beauty-each of them seemed to be smiling with pride at the magic they were creating. His best friend slowly followed him, savoring the exuberance each raindrop had to offer...and the light of his best friend. The storm was rapid, yet enigmatic and beauty-it held a captivating aura to it.

Neither of them knew that the storm was about to turn ugly.

Hiro was unaware of this, but his beloved star was about to vanish.

The true storm was on its way.

It's the end of the first chapter! I hope it was enjoyable! Me putty-wutt lots and lots of HEART into it, yes we did precious! Hee hee hee! I want to continue, but reality is weaving its UGLY web upon me...ick. I feel sick just thinking about it.

The plot is about to kick into high gear! Yippee! It's going to be filled with angst and pain and TEARS! Heh heh heh heh...PAIN IS GOOD!

I will try my hardest to update as soon as possible, but here's a hint to the next chapter: Eiri Yuki's about to make a biiiig mistake. The Christmas party's at his house, courtesy of Shuichi...stay tuned!

Once again, I am open to all reviews/constructive criticism. HOWEVER, I AM NOT OPEN TO FLAMES. PLEASE DON'T CONFUSE A 'BAD' REVIEW WITH A FLAME!

Thank you all very much!