Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ In My Life ❯ Affection ( Chapter 1 )

Author notes: Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve written any fanfiction (two whole years now!) I guess it’s about time I started up again, huh? So here I am, attempting a Gravitation fanfic. I haven’t been into this series for a very long time (only a few months) compared to how long it usually takes me to write fics about series I like (hell, I still haven’t even started the Dragonball fic I’ve been meaning to write for years now). This also means I haven’t read a whole lot of fanfiction about the series yet, so I don’t know whether the stuff I’m writing about has been done to death already. If it has, I’m sorry, but after watching the series and reading the manga, this is the fic I thought up.

So enough defending myself against possibly non-existent assailants, how about I talk about what the fic is going to be about? I think Eiri and Shuuichi make an absolutely adorable couple, so I decided to write a fic set immediately after the end of the manga that continues the story of their relationship. Well, isn’t it just my luck that as soon as I firmly committed to writing this fic, it appears that Murakami-sensei has suddenly decided to continue the manga, more than two years after she stopped writing it! While I absolutely can’t wait to see what she adds to the series, it’ll probably make anything I write in my continuation null and void as far as the mangaverse goes. Despite this wrench thrown into my plans, I’m still going to write it as I originally envisioned, even if Murakami-sensei’s new manga goes in a completely different direction.

Now entering paragraph three of my author notes (and if you’ve read any of my other fics, you should know that my notes can be longer than other writer’s entire fanfics ^_^;;) I’ll talk a little more specifically about content and stuff. The main pairing will EirixShuuichi (possibly reversible....yes, you heard me! Shuu-chan deserves seme action, dammit!), with flashbacks to KitazawaxEiri. In fact, the fic will contain a whole bunch of flashbacks, and they’ll probably make up the bulk of the content. The premise is that Eiri is reflecting on his life while he and Shuuichi spend time in New York. So, despite the fact that it starts with a long flashback to when he was sixteen, the present day pieces (none of which I actually get to in this chapter) are all happening after the end of the manga, so it goes without saying that this fic contains manga spoilers up to and including the end of volume 12. The title is taken from a Beatles song....for the second time, I’m using a song title as the title of my fic, and though it’s not a song fic, the song will come up at a later point in the story (though not in the form of karaoke this time ^_^;;) It was a song that the ensemble choir I was in my senior year of high school kind of adopted as our "signature song" that year, and one day while trying to think of a title for this fic I remembered that song, and I felt the lyrics kind of fit the theme I was going for.

SO, now that your eyes are tired from reading all that dribble, are you ready to get to the actual fic? Good ^_^ Just read the following warnings/disclaimers and you’re set: Names are given in Japanese order (family name first), and Japanese honorifics are used (if you can find me English words that differentiate between -san and -kun, then maybe I’ll reconsider), but the fic won’t contain any "fan Japanese" like random "baka"s and "nani"s (if you want that, try reading my first fic....yikes!) Shuuichi belongs to Eiri, Eiri belongs to Shuuichi, and neither one belongs to me -_-;;

Chapter completed: 2005.03.29

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In My Life

Chapter 1: Affection

Author: Sailorspazz

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"Mmm...Sensei..." Eiri moaned as his lips were once again claimed by his teacher.

Yuki slipped his tongue into his gorgeous young student’s mouth, moving it sensually in time Eiri’s eager yet inexperienced prodding. He broke off the kiss after several long moments and moved his mouth over to press directly against one of Eiri’s sensitive ears. "What is it, Eiri-kun?" he whispered softly.

Eiri shuddered in delight and let out another low moan as Yuki began nibbling on his ear, slowly moving down until he was nipping at the blonde’s pale neck. "Sensei...I love you."

Yuki looked at Eiri and smiled. "I know, Eiri-kun. I’ve known for a long time." He chuckled and placed a gentle hand on his student’s face. "But don’t you think it’s a bit awkward to keep politely calling me ‘Sensei’ in a situation like this?"

Eiri blushed. "I guess so. Sorry, Yuki, I’m just so used to calling you that."

Yuki ran his fingers through Eiri’s short blonde locks. "It’s okay. I know that you’re used to always playing the nice, polite, intelligent young man." He moved his face closer, looking deeply into Eiri’s bright amber eyes. "But there’s another side to you, isn’t there? There’s a side of you that doesn’t give a damn about studying, a side that just wants to cut loose and have some fun, especially of the...carnal variety." His hand moved down to caress the growing bulge in Eiri’s pants. "Am I right?"

"Yes." Eiri gasped at the sensation of being touched in an intimate way by another person, and protested when that hand left his groin. His tutor cupped his face with both hands.

"Do you want me to help you unleash that side?"

"Oh, god, yes," Eiri answered without hesitation. The lips of the young student and the tutor he admired so crushed together as Yuki began to unbutton Eiri’s stiff white shirt.

Eiri could hardly believe what was happening. The day had started out as normally as any other, with his teacher Kitazawa Yuki coming over in the morning to give him his lessons for the day. Touma had left before he came over and would be gone for several hours. After returning the homework that Eiri had turned in a couple of days beforehand (100% correct, as always), Yuki began his normal teaching routine. First was math, which Eiri hated even though he was extremely good at it. Then came writing, which the young man obviously had a great passion for. Yuki made the usual comments that he believed Eiri should become a writer, making Eiri blush and smile as he always did. The next subject was science and health, more specifically health this particular day, and even more specifically sexual education.

Eiri was quite uncomfortable hearing about such things from the man he had fallen in love with, but he tried to maintain his composure by keeping his eyes on his paper and studiously taking notes, even as images of himself performing sexual acts with his teacher danced in his head. Yuki seemed to notice the change in his student’s demeanor, and asked him what was wrong, placing his hands on Eiri’s shoulders. The physical contact definitely didn’t help Eiri to maintain self control, and before his brain could tell him to stop he found himself with his lips pressed up against those of his very surprised teacher. Eiri blushed and apologized and said he would understand if Yuki didn’t want to teach him anymore, but he was shocked as his tutor smiled and leaned forward to give him another kiss. The two quickly made their way over to Eiri’s bed, where they had passionately begun to get more intimate.

Now Eiri was completely nude, his teacher lying on top of him with his shirt unbuttoned. "Are you sure you want to go through with this, Eiri?"

"Definitely." The young man reached up to slide Yuki’s shirt off of him, allowing him his first close up glimpse of the older man’s nicely muscled chest and rippling abs. He’d been attracted to him for quite some time, and seeing his tutor half-naked right in front of him proved to be even more thrilling. Those soft lips reached down to join with his once more as a pair of experienced hands began to explore his young virginal body. He smirked inwardly as his tongue danced in time with his teacher’s. ‘Well, I won’t be a virgin for very much longer.’

"Eiri-kun?"

Eiri-kun? Hadn’t Yuki dropped the -kun when he’d addressed him just moments before?

"Eiri-kun, are you in there?"

Shit. The voice wasn’t that of his beloved tutor, it was Touma. And though Eiri was indeed in his room lying in bed, Yuki wasn’t with him. Well, technically he was there in the picture that Eiri held in one hand as his other hand busily worked on the erection that had been invoked by his fantasies about his teacher. But no time to worry about technicalities. If Touma ever caught him beating off to a picture of his teacher, he would fire Yuki for sure. He could tell that the two of them didn’t like each other, and he knew Touma was looking for any reason to get Yuki out of his life. Eiri quickly shoved the photo of Yuki and himself under his pillow and zipped up his pants as he practically leaped from his bed to his desk halfway across the room, where his math book was already open (he’d learned from past close calls that Touma was quite observant and would ask him why he were sitting at his desk claiming to be studying when he had no books in front of him). "Yes, Touma-san?"

The door to the bedroom clicked open and Touma entered, leaving Eiri feeling silently grateful that his desk chair faced away from the door so Touma couldn’t see the erection still evident in his pants. "So here you are. I just wanted to remind you that I have business tomorrow morning and I won’t be around to wake you up, so make sure you set your alarm. It would be rude if you were still sleeping when Kitazawa-san showed up, after all." Rudeness to Yuki was hardly what Touma was concerned about; he was more worried about what Yuki would do if he entered the apartment to find an angelic looking Eiri still asleep in his bed. Touma had little doubt that the man was attracted to Eiri, and though he didn’t really trust him to be alone with the young man, sometimes he had no choice. Besides, he felt confident that Eiri would be able to defend himself if Yuki made any unwanted advances toward him, though the young man’s somewhat suspicious behavior in regards to his teacher as of late sometimes made Touma wonder whether such advances would really be unwelcome. His thoughts were interrupted as the younger blonde answered him.

"I know, Touma-san. I’ll make sure to set it good and early."

"Better make that loud, too. You sleep so soundly, I believe World War III could go on right outside your window and you would completely miss it. I usually have to yell at you at least five times each morning before you even begin to stir."

"Okay, okay, I’ll be sure to get up on time," Eiri said, sounding exasperated. He was still fairly aroused from his earlier fantasy, and he’d rather be getting back to his "unfinished business" than having inane conversations about his sleeping habits.

"Good." Touma frowned slightly as he looked at the young man a little more closely. "Eiri-kun, do you have a fever? You look a little flushed."

An even brighter blush spread across his face. "Eh? Uh, no, I don’t have a fever, it’s just a little hot in here. Maybe you could turn the heat down or something?"

Touma laughed. "I guess it is up a little high, isn't it? It was pretty chilly outside, and I turned it up higher than normal so I could warm up more quickly when I got home. I must have forgotten to turn it back down. Well, good night, Eiri-kun. Make sure you get to sleep soon so you can get up early enough tomorrow."

"Yes, Touma-san. Goodnight to you, too." The door clicked shut again and Eiri leaned back in his chair with a sigh. Well, Touma’s extended presence had effectively killed his erection, no point in trying to continue his fantasy now. He begrudgingly pulled out the math homework he had started earlier that afternoon, deciding that since he had been pretending to study to cover up his fantasizing he might as well actually study now that he wasn’t in the mood anymore.

Eiri couldn’t recall exactly when he’d begun to have such strong feelings for his tutor. Hell, he’d never even considered the possibility that he might be gay until fairly recently. While living in Japan, he’d never learned very much about homosexuality. He didn’t hear much about it either positively or negatively because it was something that was pretty much ignored by society at large. Even the Buddhist texts he’d been forced to study when he was younger hadn’t really mentioned it.

When he moved to America after completing elementary school, he saw a completely different societal view of gay relationships. Rather than sweeping the issue under the rug, people talked about it openly, both supporters and detractors. He’d even heard talk about legalizing same-sex marriage. He looked down at his paper, the words "Uesugi Eiri" written neatly in kanji staring back at him. Gay marriage, huh? He erased the two characters making up "Uesugi" and, after a slight hesitation, replaced them with two new kanji. Kitazawa Eiri. He could feel a blush and involuntary grin spread across his features. He almost felt like giggling. ‘I’m no better than a goddamn school girl,’ Eiri thought in slight disgust as he quickly erased what he had written and replaced it with his proper name. He kind of liked the sound of the name he had come up with, actually. If he did become a writer like Yuki was encouraging him to do, he figured he would probably take a pen name, since the name Uesugi reminded him too much of a childhood he’d rather forget. And if it just so happened that gay marriage were to become legalized, and it also just so happened that he ended up in a serious relationship with his tutor, then he felt he wouldn’t mind taking his name if they ever...Eiri felt himself blushing again. He knew that his thoughts were completely unrealistic, but he still found them incredibly appealing.

He didn’t know why his feelings had changed from simple admiration of a mentor to being full out in love with the man. He certainly didn’t want to have those sorts of feelings. It wasn’t that he thought being gay was necessarily a bad thing, it was the fact that having those feelings made him even more of an outsider in society. He’d seen firsthand growing up how hard it was to be ostracized from his peers when the kids in school made fun of him for his non-Japanese appearance. He’d already dealt with people calling him "half-breed" and "bookworm"; he hardly needed to add "faggot" to the list.

At first he tried to deny what was happening when he noticed he was beginning to view his teacher differently, when he was starting to blush and feel flustered just from being in his very presence. My feelings are changing because I’m getting older, he thought. Adults feel things differently than kids do, so this is just a part of growing up. He was able to convince himself of that for awhile, but as soon as the sexual fantasies started he couldn’t deny the truth anymore. He had fallen in love with Yuki. And he was quite sure that Yuki had feelings for him, too, which he believed was a large part of the reason why Touma hated him so much. In fact, he had a feeling that Yuki had been attracted to him long before Eiri had first felt stirrings of the same. He may not have noticed the way Yuki looked at him when he was a naive twelve-year-old, but he certainly noticed it at sixteen, and he desperately wanted to let his teacher know that the feelings were mutual. However, Eiri was too shy and too afraid of the consequences of confessing if Yuki didn’t really like him that way. He would probably want to quit teaching him if he found out that his student was having nasty thoughts about him, and Eiri couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to ever see Yuki again. For now, he was content to simply be in his presence, and hope that the significant glances he often sent in his teacher’s direction would give him the hint that Eiri was interested and, ideally, spark him to make the first move so Eiri wouldn’t have to take the risk of being rejected.

Eiri sent a glare down to his math homework, which didn’t seem to be completing itself as he dwelled on his personal issues. He shook his head and blocked everything relating to Yuki out of his mind as he quickly used the formulas written in his notes to solve the equations, finishing in minutes math problems that would probably take most kids his age an hour to complete. Then again, most kids his age weren’t studying calculus, either, so it was hard to make a comparison. He sighed. Weren’t people who were smart and beautiful supposed to have wonderful lives that made everyone else envious? Why couldn’t he get over his fear and go after the one thing that would make his life complete? He couldn’t keep living like this forever. He had to let Yuki know how he felt, even though he knew he might not get the reaction he wanted. He couldn’t just keep spending all of his time wondering how Yuki might feel about him. It was time to find out for sure.

Eiri made his way over to his bed, making sure to set his alarm (and turning up the volume as Touma had recommended) before climbing under the covers to indulge in sweet dreams about his tutor as he slept.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

Before he knew it, Eiri found himself being rudely awaken from his peaceful slumber by the annoying chirpings of his alarm clock. He barely resisted the urge to hit the snooze alarm and fall back into his bed. The only thing that inspired him to get into gear was the thought that Yuki would arriving at his house in about an hour, and he wanted to make sure he was ready and looking good for him.

He made his way to the shower, contemplating the decision he’d made last night. Did he really have the guts to tell his tutor how he felt? It was hard living with his feelings bottled up inside him, but the fear of those feelings pushing his teacher away still weighed heavily on his mind. He shook his head. The consequences didn’t matter, he had to do it. Today was the perfect opportunity since Touma wasn’t at home. There would be no interruptions. He was going to make his confession.

Eiri dressed himself in his normal attire of neat wrinkle-free slacks and a stiff button-up shirt. He couldn’t understand how other guys his age could walk around in sloppy jeans that practically hung from their knees and ratty backwards baseball caps. How could anyone possibly think that looked good? Eiri preferred to look nice, especially when he knew he was going to meet with Yuki.

There was still about a half an hour until his teacher arrived, and Eiri began to fidget. He felt too nervous to eat, but figured he might as well eat something just to pass the time. He finished off a bowl of cereal and looked at the clock again. Twenty-five minutes left. To avoid going insane with anxiety, he turned on the television. He was fairly surprised at how quickly he’d managed to pick up English these past few years, and as he watched the morning news there were only a couple of words that he didn’t understand. Perhaps he could ask Yuki about them, as his English was nearly flawless. Eiri sighed at the thought of his teacher...he wondered what else he might be good at. He quickly stopped himself from allowing his thoughts to go down that road. Yuki would be arriving soon, and it would hardly be appropriate to greet him at the door with an erection.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity in his young lovesick mind, the doorbell rang. His heart was already beginning to nearly beat out of his chest at the thought of spending the day alone with his tutor. He opened the door and greeted the warm smiling face of Kitazawa Yuki with an easy grin of his own. “Good morning, Sensei.”

“Good morning, Eiri-kun.” He looked around the room, waiting for Touma to come give him thinly veiled icy glares and venom-laced polite conversation like he usually did. “Is Seguchi-kun not here today?”

“Oh, he’s out today doing errands...or something.” Actually, Eiri didn’t remember why Touma had gone out that day. The only thought that had crossed his mind when he heard the news was how glad he would be to be alone with Yuki.

“Oh, well, shall we get started then? I was hoping we could finish your lessons early. I have a surprise for you today.”

“A surprise? Really? What is it?” Eiri was quite flattered that his teacher was planning something special just for him.

“Ah, ah, ah, you won’t find out until we finish your lessons. Now, do you have the math homework I assigned you yesterday?”

“Of course. It was pretty hard, I really had to think about some of the problems,” Eiri lied. The more he pretended like he had trouble with his homework, the more time and attention he would get from Yuki .

Yuki briefly glanced over the paper Eiri handed to him. All of the questions, answers and work were presented neatly in Eiri’s small elegant handwriting, with nary a stray eraser mark on the page. Eiri could at least try to make it look like he’d had trouble with the problems, not that Yuki would believe it even if he did go to the effort to solve equations incorrectly and cross out or erase them. He hardly even bothered to grade Eiri’s work anymore since the boy always got all of the answers right anyway. The stuff he was currently teaching was so advanced Yuki himself barely even understood it, but Eiri seemed to have a knack for absorbing facts and formulas and spitting them back out when needed. The kid was truly amazing. However, despite the fact that he could easily make a good career using his talents in the fields of math and science, Eiri seemed set on becoming a writer, a career path that held much less stability in comparison. Yuki could tell it was something the young man was passionate about, though, so he encouraged him to sharpen his writing skills. It soon became clear that Eiri had great talent in that subject, as well. He was so perfect it was almost maddening. “Well, I’ll make sure to return this to you tomorrow and let you know if there are any mistakes. Now, as for today’s lesson...”

Eiri was so excited he could barely concentrate on the velvety smooth voice he was usually so captivated by. Yuki had a surprise? What could it be? Was it possible that...Eiri paused in his thoughts. He didn’t want to get his hopes up. But still, he couldn’t help wonder about the possibility that Yuki may be planning to confess that he had feelings for him. Well, why couldn’t it happen? Eiri was fairly sure that it was true, and it would definitely fit in the category of a special surprise for him. He could hardly wait for his lessons to be over.

With Eiri taking notes at breakneck speed, it took them only a couple of hours to finish all of the lesson plan for the day. “So, Eiri-kun, did you read the article in today’s newspaper about the new exhibit at the museum?”

“No. What kind of exhibit is it?”

“Ancient Egyptian artifacts. I know you have an interest in ancient cultures, so I was thinking you and I could go there today.”

“Really? You and I...I mean, ancient Egypt, wow, that sounds like it could be really interesting. I’d love to go.” Eiri was a bit disappointed that Yuki’s big surprise was a trip to the museum, but he was excited to go since it meant spending the day with Yuki outside of their usual student-teacher environment.

“Great. Let’s go, Eiri-kun.”

Eiri could barely contain the grin threatening to split his face in half. ‘A date! A date! We’re going on a date!’ Okay, maybe it wasn’t a real date, but it was good enough for Eiri. Maybe spending some time together would make it easier for Eiri to work up the courage to tell Yuki how he felt.

Eiri felt like he was on cloud nine the entire time he was on his self-described “date.” They had lunch together, they visited the museum together, and for once Eiri felt like he could really talk to his teacher about things other than studying. He couldn’t imagine feeling any happier than this.

“You know, Eiri-kun, I have a book back at my apartment on ancient Egypt. It’s got a lot of interesting pictures, and you could use the text portions to practice your English. Would you like to come over and see it?”

Okay, now Eiri could imagine being happier. “Sure!” As he answered, the thought that Touma had told him never to go to Yuki’s apartment briefly crossed his mind, but he quickly dismissed it. Fuck Touma, what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. Eiri was more interested in spending some real alone time with his tutor in a place where there was no way Touma could burst in and ruin everything if things happened to go the way Eiri planned.

Since his apartment was not too far from the museum, the two of them decided to walk, with Eiri mentally trying to work out how his confession should go the whole way there. “Here we are,” Yuki said, opening the door for his student to enter. The apartment wasn’t all that elaborately furnished, but there were quite a few bookshelves.

“Wow. It’s so nice.”

“Oh, it’s nothing much, really.” They entered the living room and older man walked over to one of the bookshelves and handed a hardcover book with a picture of the Sphinx on the cover to Eiri. “Here’s the book I told you about. Sit down and make yourself comfortable, I’ll get us something to drink. Would you like some juice?”

“Yes, please.” Eiri sat down on the couch and opened the book. ‘I can’t believe it, I’m really here!’ He breathed in deeply, trying to fill his lungs with the essence of his teacher. He was a bit nervous thinking about what he was planning to do, but the fact that Yuki had brought him here was a boost to his courage. There was no reason Yuki couldn’t have just brought the book to Eiri’s place when he came over to teach the following day, after all. He must have had some other motive for specifically wanting to bring Eiri to his apartment, and Eiri could only think of one reason why Yuki would take him there.

Yuki reentered the room and set a glass of juice down on the coffee table. “Here you go. Did you find any words you don’t understand?” He sat down next to Eiri on the couch, close enough so that their legs were touching each other.

“Oh, uhh...” Eiri had hardly even looked at the book in his lap, and now he was becoming quite flustered at the proximity of his teacher. He quickly scanned the page for a difficult looking word. “What does this word mean?”

“Sarcophagus? It a type of coffin.”

“Wow, Sensei, you’re so smart.” Eiri flashed a smile of admiration at Yuki. His teacher smiled back, though Eiri noticed that his expression was a bit different than normal.

“Eiri-kun.”

“Yes?”

Yuki leaned toward his student ever so slightly. “You’re blushing.”

“Eh?” Eiri felt his cheeks, finding that they were very warm. Now was the time to fess up. “Well, I...I guess that’s because I...I mean, the truth is, for awhile now I’ve felt like I’m, um, uh...” Why couldn’t he say it? His mind was screaming out ‘I love you’ but his mouth could not form the words. He felt his teacher’s finger touch his lips.

“It’s okay, Eiri-kun. I know what you’re trying to say.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips against those of an extremely shocked Eiri.

Eiri was almost too surprised to do anything at first, but quickly snapped out of it and kissed his teacher back eagerly. ‘Holy crap, is this really happening?’ Yuki’s tongue suddenly entered his mouth, and his own tongue moved clumsily to meet it. The older man’s hands roamed his body, and he could feel him trying to push Eiri into lying down on the couch. Things were moving a bit quickly for the boy who had just received his first kiss, but he said nothing in protest. After all, this was what he had wanted. Did it really matter whether it happened now as opposed to sometime in the near future? He loved his teacher, and if Yuki wished to take his virginity at that very moment, he would gladly give it up.

Before they got any further, the doorbell rang. “Shit. They’re here already?” Eiri was quite surprised to hear such harsh language coming from his teacher’s mouth, but even more disturbing was how that anger quickly dissipated and was replaced seamlessly with the same bright smile he usually wore. “You wait right here, Eiri-kun. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Eiri reclined on the couch as Yuki left the room, undoing a couple of the buttons on his shirt in order to look more appealing to his teacher when he came back. It was just his luck that as soon as things were finally going as he’d planned they had to get interrupted. He supposed it didn’t matter much. Yuki could just tell whoever was at the door to fuck off and then they could continue his greatest fantasy come to life.

Little did Eiri know that his fantasy was about to turn into a nightmare.

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Spazz: Dun dun DUN! I’m an evil bitch for cutting it off there. I really thought I would be able to get through this first flashback in one chapter, but then it turned out to be 7500 words long! That’s a bit daunting for a first chapter, so I decided to cut it back to a more manageable (though still pretty long, compared to other fanfics) 5000 and throw the remainder of it at the start of the next chapter. So the good news is that I have a good chunk of the next chapter already completed, and perhaps this means I will finally manage to write a fic without painfully slow updates between chapters. Of course, now that I’ve graduated from college and am unemployed, what else do I have to do with my time besides write? (oh, yeah, look for real work :P). But anyway! I’d love to hear what people think about this, even though nothing much really happens in this chapter (my shoujo-esque writing style in which you learn a lot about the characters’ feelings while nothing happens around them is apparently continuing).

Eiri: *Smoking* It sucks. You suck, too, and you should stop writing.

Shuuichi: Wah, Yuki, you’re so mean! Those are special words for just the two of us! How can you go and say them to just anyone? You slut! I’ll commit seppuku right here! *pulls out sword*

Eiri: *Blows smoke in Shuuichi’s face* Shut up, you stupid brat. I’ll give my opinion to anyone I damn well please.

Shuuichi: *Cough* Okay, well at least tell me this. Who sucks more, me or her?

Eiri: *Takes another drag, thinking deeply* You do.

Shuuichi: I win! Yaaay! Yuki, I lo- *falls to the floor as Eiri sidesteps his attempted glomping*

Eiri: *Twitching* Don’t take it as a compliment, idiot.

Spazz: OK, so Yuki-sama thinks I suck, but what about the rest of you? Let me know with your reviews, and remember that flames will be mocked for my amusement on my website ^o^ Until next time....