Author: Jasmine Flame, AKA Mirai. All flames can be directed to jasmine_flame@hotmail.com

Rating: PG 13+

Pairings: Yuki x Shuichi, Ryuichi x Shuichi

Notes: Hmm…Shuichi and Yuki angst mostly. Yuki being a bastard (is he ever any different?) a lot. Shuichi crying…sounds almost like your normal Gravitation episode.

Misread Circumstances

Shuichi leant against the bathroom door for a moment before sinking to his knees. What was happening? Why to him? Why now?

Ryuichi Sakuma, vocalist of Nittle Grasper, had just said that not only did he think he was cute, but sexy too.

Shuichi covered his face with his hand. He was with Yuki. He loved Yuki. This was a bad plan from the start.

Shuichi took a deep breath, trying to hold back the flow of tears he knew would come any moment now. If he quit his plan now things would always be awkward with Sakuma-san and Yuki would never treat him any differently.

But if he stayed…

“Shu-chan! Breakfast is almost ready…hey where’d you go? Oh…okay. Kumagarou and I will wait!”

Shuichi quickly got changed into the previous day’s clothes. He looked at the pajama’s Ryuichi had lent him before folding them neatly and leaving them to the side. He had to go. He had to go back to Yuki, just for a little while.

He slipped from the bathroom and met Ryuichi in the other room.

“I…have to go.”

“Shu-chan isn’t hungry?” Ryuichi asked.

“No. Not really. Sorry…thank you for letting me stay here.”

Ryuichi stood and walked closer, “Thank you,” He whispered, leaning in and gently kissing Shuichi’s cheek, “for keeping me company.”

Shuichi’s hand went to his cheek and he blushed red, “I have to go!” he cried and ran from the apartment.

Ryuichi sat back down and put his head in his hands. He’d scared Shuichi…why else would he have run off like that?

He’d have to wait to apologize now. That was so stupid.

“Ryuichi…you idiot,” he told himself and banged his head against the table with a sigh.

Shuichi stumbled into the apartment and slammed the door behind him. He stopped and leant against the wall, trying to catch his breath. Shuichi moved from against the wall, intent on finding Yuki, only to run right into him.

“Yuki…” Shuichi stammered, looking up at his blonde lover.

“Surprised you came home,” Yuki said before pushing Shuichi against the wall again, kissing him roughly.

Shuichi’s eyes went wide as he felt Yuki’s hands tighten on his arms. After a moment it was becoming unbearable and Shuichi turned away.

“Yuki…Yuki you’re hurting me…”

Yuki pulled back and stared at him for a moment before turning away and heading back to his office, “I suppose Sakuma-san doesn’t hurt you like that then?”

Shuichi froze, unable to think of anything to say.

“W-what?” he managed out finally.

Yuki stopped and reached for his cigarette’s, putting one in his mouth and lighting it.

“Does Sakuma-san have a more comfortable bed than I do?” Yuki asked. The meaning however, was not lost on Shuichi.

“Y-you…think I slept with Sakuma-san?” Shuichi asked quietly.

“You were out all night.” Yuki replied. He was not about to tell Shuichi that he came looking for him or about what Sakuma-san had said.

“Yuki! I didn’t! I swear!”

“Leave it,” Yuki said, closing the door behind him.

Shuichi ran over to the door and pounded on it a couple times.

“Yuki! You’ve got it all wrong!”

Yuki flicked his laptop open, ignoring the pounding on the door and the yelling accompanying it. Damn Sakuma-san. He should’ve stopped it earlier. Shuichi was his.

Yuki shook his head with a small laugh. That pink haired idiot really had worked his way into his life. He should be glad Sakuma-san was willing to take him away. But no one took something that belonged to him, famous singer or not.

Yuki tensed when he heard crying from outside the door. Perhaps he was jumping to conclusions…

Sakuma-san was an idiot, he could’ve meant that he and Shuichi had been singing and dancing all afternoon and that’s what made him tired. But the look on his face…was so…challenging. It was almost challenging anyhow.

Yuki stood and pulled open the door. Shuichi came crashing into him, slightly startled. It was only momentary though and the pink haired vocalist threw his arms around Yuki, crying loudly and making no sense at all.

“I promise I didn’t! I swear I would never, ever, ever do that!” Shuichi wailed.

Yuki put his arms around Shuichi possessively and waited for him to stop crying enough that he could hear himself think. When Shuichi had cried himself out, Yuki leant down so he could whisper into his ear.

“How about you make it up to me then?”

Shuichi blushed red before biting his bottom lip and nodding eagerly.

Yuki smirked and silently dared Sakuma-san to try take Shuichi from him.