disclaimer: Gravitation isn't mine. I only do fanfiction because I love Ryuichi.

Fallen Angel (Nagareboshi Series - part 2)

by Yui Miyamoto

Chapter 1 - Doubtful.

A few months later, Touma came up to me. He looked at me and then gave me a piece of paper.

"I can't do it this time, so you'll be the one to pick up Ryuichi," he matter-of-factly said to me. "It can't be helped."

"Why do I have to do it?" I said in protest.

Were my feelings so transparent that it seemed like everyone knew how I felt about Ryuichi? Or was I just paranoid? Inside, deep inside my heart, I just wanted to go right now and see him even if it was going to be twenty-four hours until he arrived back in Tokyo.

I acted as if I never missed him since that day...

"I'D JUMP OFF THE LEDGE FOR YOU TOO!" he had screamed at the top of his lungs to a crowd of millions.

And I was still in my seat trying to let the effect of him using my meaning of love into his latest song finish. Then, being hit like that, I couldn't do anything but freeze and feel happy inside.

"You'll do it, won't you, Tatsuha? No one else can do it because they're busy." He patted me as he was going down the opposite direction of the hall. But he stopped to whisper, "I'm sure you wouldn't mind at all."

I sweated a bit and nodded. "Okay, okay, I'll do it," I answered casually.

"Good, but don't wear him out on his first day, Tatsuha-kun." He said as he walked away with his hand waving over his head.

I almost gawked, but thank god I didn't.

As much as I knew he loved me now, I couldn't help but think maybe it would have wavered. Maybe he had someone in America...how about if time had worn him out and he just did it as a spur of the moment thing? Would Ryuichi change his feelings for me as quickly as he did when he performed on stage? Of course, my feelings would stay the same...only, I would fall deeper

And deeper with time like quick sand that sucked me in with no use in protesting because I kind of liked it...

"It was YOUR suggestion, wasn't it, Ni-chan?!" I screamed as I saw him sitting on the couch of his apartment. Calmly and coolly, he smoked his cigarette and smirked at me. "I knew it!"

He closed his eyes unamused.

I hugged him and wailed. "Oh thank you thank you thank you, Ni-chan!"

"Uruse!" He pushed me off.

But I knew that deep inside, he was just being helpful. As always, he was being his 'stubborn brother' self. Gosh, he's even worse with Shuichi in this 'I'm-a-bastard-stoic-but-I'm-so-cool-to-pull-it-off-don't-even-dare-protest" expression.

As I laid in my bed that night in the hotel room, I sighed. What would I do when I saw him again? How would he react to me? Would he still be the same?

Some sort of fear encompassed my heart and I couldn't put it away.

But, in a moment of bliss and a bursting ego, I jumped up and put my hands to my sides. "Hahahaha! He is mine!"

I looked about the room while adjusting my collar. Relaxed, I again sighed, "That's assuming that he still feels the same way about me."

There shouldn't have been cause for doubt. For on that night, he whispered to me before falling asleep with his arm around my waist, "I won't change my mind about you, Tatsuha-kun."

Curling closer to me and embracing me tighter, he had kissed the back of head in the mass of hair. "Never."

Holding onto his arms, the more and more I thought without a cause for doubt, "No."

My feelings will never change. Never. Well, not when it comes to you, Ryuichi.

God himself has fallen in love with a human...

...does this make him a fallen angel himself?

Tell me, Ryuichi. Tell me. Oshiete kudasai.

Author's note: I hate doing this in parts, but I like building the story. It's better to digest? :P Plus, I love it when authors tease you like that... (I learned that from you Lara-chan! tee hee)