Okay, this is my first Gravitation fanfiction and also the first time I did some real hard research in order to write a story. I hope that you all enjoy! Please leave a comment if you can about the story, it will help out a lot! (bows) Arigato! Please enjoy Track One of "Those Three Words"!

The blonde romance novelist sat at the side of his bed, the sun was already up and he was lighting a cigarette in his mouth. Eiri Yuki, the 23-year-old novelist, had his entire life turned upside down by just one person. That person was still sleeping on the bed, snug under the blankets and finishing his sweet dreams. Yuki didn't look back at him, he had another deadline due tomorrow and had to think of a way to finish all of his work and try to get some sleep that night. His partner moaned a bit, making Yuki look down at the pink haired rock star, then quickly got up to his hands and knees on the bed. Yuki was about to say something but the younger boy just put his hand over his mouth and ran off of the bed and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him, and then the muffled sound of gagging. "I'm never that bad." Yuki mocked, but his partner just finished his vomiting when he said that. He stood up and went to the kitchen, starting up a pot of coffee in order to keep awake, better start the caffeine now then later. After a few minutes the other resident of the house walked out to the kitchen, holding a towel over his mouth and his face wet, he tried to snap out of it with cold water. "That makes two times this week."

"You could at least ask if I'm alright..." He spoke, still holding the towel up to his mouth. This was Shuichi Shindou, the lead singer to the new hot band Bad Luck. Shuichi sat down on the couch and finally lowered the towel, then grogged to himself and melted into the couch. "My head it killing me..."

Yuki still said nothing, he just waited patiently for his coffee to hurry up so he could have a sip.

Shuichi shifted his gaze over to Yuki, every time he looked at his lover he always felt better. He tossed the towel off to the side and smirked, closing his eyes tight and then making a type of 'mew' sound. "You know, I could stay home today and-" And again he never got to finish. The door was knocked open by a large blonde man holding a semi-automatic weapon, sunglasses on his face and weapon holsters over his shoulders, both holding a nice shiny magnum. Shuichi jumped off of the couch, looking for a place to hide, while Yuki just took a cup and filled it up with the coffee he was waiting for. The Caucasian man stomped inside, then pointed the weapon at Shuichi. All the singer could do was hold his hands up high and hope that the trigger was never pulled.

Mr. K, the gun crazy American manager, raised his sunglasses a bit to look right at Shuichi while still pointing the weapon at him. "Why aren't you ready yet? We have to get to the designated point by thirteen-hundred hours! That's in less then ten minutes." He nudged the nozzle of his weapon onto Shuichi's nose. "Go get dressed... and then come with me."

Shuichi didn't hesitate at all, he ran off to the bedroom and got changed quickly. Their manager scared every last one of them, he was known to setting traps and blowing up fans as well in order to keep Bad Luck going. All he really did was bring bad luck to Bad Luck. In no time Shuichi was back in the kitchen, snagging a quick pop-tart to eat, and then pecking Yuki on the cheek. "I'll be back before dinner! Wait for me!" Shuichi made sure that Yuki would remember, but then was tearfully dragged out of the house and into the armored van that Mr. K got to transport Shuichi to the record labels headquarters, N-G Pro.

The three waited just outside of the president's office. Tohma Seguchi used to be a keyboardist for Shuichi's favorite band Nittle Grasper, now he was president of one of the best record labels in the country. The company was working it's way up to being one of the best international record companies in history. The reason why Shuichi needed to be on time was because they had to attend a meeting with Tohma. That was pretty rare but when needed they came. Their producer, Mr. Sakano, was already panicking in the corner of the hallway with his strange gestures and constant crying. He feared that this meeting was to shut down the band. Mr. K was missing again, probably scouting out the area for 'enemies'. Shuichi was sitting on the ground while resting his head against the wall, his eyes closed and trying to keep steady. Suguru Fujisaki, the keyboardist and youngest member of Bad Luck, had never seen the hyperactive lead singer this calm, usually he was trying to hide away because he was embarrassed by him. Suguru was leaning against the opposite wall while holding a folder stuffed with music sheets and notes. He kept his young eyes on Shuichi and just continued to worry about him. This took Hiro by surprise too. Not only was Hiroshi (Hiro for short) Sakano the guitarist of the band but he wasalso Shuichi's best friend. Even when his best friend was in a depression he wasn't quiet, he would be complaining that he needed to get better to sing or whining that he wanted his Yuki with him. Hiro sat down next to Shuichi and tapped his friend on the head. The naive boy cringed a bit and then stood up, pointing at Hiro. "YOU WOKE ME UP!"

Suguru turned away again, it looked like he was back to normal and things were just going to get loud again. Hiro raised his hands in a surrender and stuck out his tongue. "What do you think Tohma will think if he finds you sleeping out here?"

Shuichi sat back down and again leaned his head, closing his eyes and trying to keep together. "He's making me wait and made me leave home. He's turning out to be a slave driver and is dragging me away from my hero!" Shuichi started to smile and even drool, everyone knew what was on his mind. Hiro wanted to knock him out of this fantasy but he feared it was too late. "Ahh... yes. My Yuki will come and save me from this tyrant of a president!"

Before Shuichi could continue Suguru dived down and covered his loud mouth, making everything else just a mumble as he continued on without even noticing the hand over his mouth. When he finally realized it Shuichi gave Suguru a cold stare. The young school boy just released his hand as Shuichi kept staring at him.

He sat back in front of his two band mates and kept hold of the folder, right when this meeting was done Suguru was going to start working on some songs again in the sound studio to make sure they sounded right with Shuichi's voice. He also stared over at the singer as he spoke. "Don't speak about Tohma like that, if he hears you then Sakano will die of a heart attack."

"I think he's already dying slowly from a panic attack." Hiro pointed over to their crazy caretaker. Everyone took a quick glance just to find him dancing around in circles and going around like a spinning top, yelling at himself for doing such a horrible job of producing them. He didn't realize how close he was to the wall, in one of his panic ritual moves he went face first into the wall and then fell dead onto the ground. Shuichi just felt like taking out a stick and start poking at his body. He never got to and his thoughts were disrupted by the feeling of again throwing up. Shuichi put his hand on his stomach and moaned a bit, making Suguru cringe a bit and get ready to jump up of he got sicker. Hiro finally took his friend into notice as Shuichi got over the feeling. "Are you sure you're not catching something?"

"Yeah, I don't have a fever and Yuki just said it was probably a stomach bug." Shuichi finished off, then perked up to Hiro and gave his rocker friend a great big hug. "You care so much for me! Thank you Hiro!" Shuichi stuck to him like glue.

It took a little while but Hiro was successfully able to pull his friend off of him and sit him back down. Suguru thought it over and began to speak. "You have been skipping work a lot due to headaches... and you've been getting a lot of stomach bugs." Shuichi nodded with every symptom named off by Suguru.

Hiro snickered and then pat Shuichi on the back, he had a smile of a fatherly figure on his face. It almost looked too good. "So, when is the baby coming?" Suguru and Shuichi both stood up and screamed his name as he continued while sitting on the floor. "Headaches, vomiting, mood swings... well those are normal for you... it's all side effects of having a baby."

"I CAN'T GET PREGNANT!" Shuichi yelled, then he thought of life being a mother. It started to freak him out and the pink haired wonder almost fell into a panic attack like his producer, who was still out cold on the ground and his face drenched in his still falling tears. He started to pull at his hair at the thought. "Yuki would kill me if we had kids! He's always so busy that he'd kick us out and then we'd live on the streets for the rest of our lives! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Suguru just started to pat his partner on the back with a sigh and a sweat mark falling on the side of his face. Again he was over-reacting to something that could never happen. Shuichi melted to his knees and started to cry out loud, the tears falling like faucets that broke their handles and let the water go everywhere. "No Hiro, tell me you're lying!"

Somehow he knew his friend would take it seriously, so all he did was laugh and sit back. Shuichi finally stopped crying but still held his hands in fists up to his face like a little chibi character. Hiro winked and pointed at Shuichi. "You would make a great parent." Shuichi started to sniffle again, his life would be ruined if Yuki found out! He started to laugh when Shuichi started to tear up. "You can't have kids, you're a guy!"

A blank stare, a few blinks later, and then a smile as he returned to his normal sitting spot. "I knew that." Shuichi rested his head against the wall again as Suguru took his previous seat. When the three sat down again the singer sighed and peeked a glance at both of them. "So, what's the meeting about?"

"A good question." A new voice came into the conversation. Everyone stood to attention as Tohma stood in the doorway to his office. Like usual the man had a smile on his face that could trick anyone. "I'm sorry I took so long. The phone conference went overtime."

"MR. PRESIDENT!" Sakano amazingly was resurrected from his dead position and appeared in front of the band. He no longer cried but was constantly bowing in apology to him. "I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY FOR THEIR ACTIONS! IF THE BAND SHUTS DOWN DO NOT PUNISH THEM AT ALL, PLEASE KEEP THEM GOING AND GIVE THEM EVERYTHING THAT THEY DESERVE!"

Tohma laughed and moved to the side, welcoming them inside of his large office with an arm. "On the contrary, I want Bad Luck to broaden their horizons." Sakano finally calmed down a bit as the entire band shimmered with joy, they were heading right up to the top of the charts! The small group walked inside as Tohma shut the doors behind them. In front of the desk sat two chairs, there were always only two chairs there. Hiro offered the first chair to Shuichi so he could take it easy. The boy happily accepted, his headache had gotten a lot worse sense that morning. The other chair went to Suguru while Sakano stood behind him. Tohma went around to his special president chair behind the desk, folders and some papers neatly arranged in front of him. The leader of it all put his hands onto the desk and started to speak. "Let me get right to the point. I want Bad Luck to join with Nittle Grasper in the International Music Tour next month in America." Everyone went silent, that was right to the point after all. Shuichi was filling up inside with the urge to get up and start singing at that moment but there were always little tricks and rules in order to get a position this great on the international scale. "You must do some thing before starting. First, Sakano, I need you to arrange that they have a demo album ready to go, make sure to put only the best of their songs. Second, I must speak with K in arrangement with your room, lodging, and planning of the event. Finally, you three must be in the best shape." He spoke to the entire band but kept his eyes fixed onto the one that skipped too many rehearsals. "No more sick days for anyone, you're going to need to work at your best to make it here. If it all works out then Shuichi and Ryuichi will be performing a duet together."

"REALLY!" Shuichi jumped onto his seat with an energy that no one could match and held his hand up in a fist, as if in victory. "I will make it to every rehearsal for both Bad Luck AND Nittle Grasper if I need to! An international show and to perform with the great Ryuichi Sakuma live on stage!" He started to laugh without stop, Hiro poked him on the side and made Shuichi fall down to his feet onto the floor. The boy turned around to his band members and gave his victory cry. "Let's do it!" Everyone nodded, if he was pumped up to do this then there was no turning back.

Tohma cleared his throat to get everyones attention again, making all face him and his high status, and then he stood up and offered his hand to them. "I'll be coming into your rehearsal today if you don't mind. I expect to see great things."

The energy boy took his hand and shook it firm and hard, it was time to get started. "You can count on us! These will be our best rehearsals ever!" He smiled big and wide while Tohma shook his hand in return with his small professional yet charming smile.

I know, not much for a first chapter and all. Well, at least I got the first chapter up and all. There is the little review button (points to the purple box) please leave on behind for me. More to come when I get the chance!

-Kokoro