Disclaimers: Gravitation is not mine, I only wish that it was. I'm also
broke. All you'd get is my flute if you tried, and I doubt any of you want
it. It hardly works sometimes and it has my spit in it...
Warnings: Umm...shounen ai, stupidity on authoress's part, TONS of typos here and there (did that make ANY sense?) because I suck at editing...
Pairings: Shuichi and Yuki in this chapter
~*The Summer Snow Child*~
"So when's he gonna get he'a?" the hyper, brown-haired ball of energy asked from where she was standing next to her father, tugging on his sleeve anxiously. She'd been waiting so long for this moment. Children weren't so good at telling time, and the two, almost three, years she'd spent waiting seemed like an eternity. There'd already been so much to miss in her life. Not to say that her dad had been there for all of it either, but she didn't remember her mother very well so she didn't figure her mother had been there for much important.
"I don't know," he answered easily, eyes still focused where he was sure the plane would land.
"Why not? Daddy knows ev'awything!" she chirped from where she stood next to him, smiling up at him happily. Her dad had tought her more than most people her age, and she was very proud of the fact. She was already in first grade!
"Nobody knows. It will be determined later." He smiled down at her and she raised her hands up to him, being picked up almost as quickly as she did so. "I miss him," he spoke to himself softly and the little girl smiled happily, pulling sunglasses off her father's face to place them on her own, both being an identical, deep gold color to each other.
It was about that time that the young singer skipped happily out of his seat as they landed, overjoyed with the thought that he would be able to walk around on solid ground in just a few short minutes. The glare he recieved from the stuartess, who had been giving him glares since the flight had started, didn't even phase him. She just wasn't paid enough to have to to deal with such idiots. Both of them were too much for her poor nervous system to handel. Quite a few times they'd heard her screaming from the sealed-off portion of the plane.
"Come on, come on, I want off already!" he screamed as soon as the girl was done with her speech, letting them know that they could get off. He jumped with joy, he could hardly wait to get back home to all his stuff. All the little things he couldn't bring with him. Not to mention his friends, and house, and...
Yuki.
"I'm back!" he screamed loudly as he stepped into the airport. It had been three years since he'd followed in his idol's footsteps, since he'd last been in Japan. Back home. They'd decided to travel like everyone else because it seemed like a cheaper idea, and Shuichi really hadn't minded. Besides, he didn't really NEED his own personal jet ride home. He could wait a little bit longer. Just a little bit.
"Shuichi!" Shuichi blinked as a little girl ran up to him and clung to his shirt in a near-death grip. She was tiny, Shuichi had never known someone so young in his life. She smiled up at him happily, sunglasses partially falling off her face from where they'd unhooked from her ear, mostly because they'd been too big. "I've wanted to meet you fo so long! You we'a all I ev'a heawd about at home!" she screamed enthusiastically and Shuichi had to wonder if that was how he'd acted at her age. It seemed like it, she was energetic enough to be a mini him.
"So, you're a fan?" He asked, somewhat confused. This girl acted as if she already knew him, but she had just said that she'd never met him before. The little girl seemed to stop stunned for a bit as well, her visible eye blinking a couple times in confusion. Suddenly she screamed and was jerked back harshly, sunglasses sliding off her face and falling to the floor as she let go of Shuichi's shirt.
"Yukiko! Don't run off like that!"
"But...I wanted to see Shuichi. You made me wait so long..."
"This is a big place, with lots of people. Shuichi's only one of them!" he scolded, worry draining from where it had once been visible on his face. Yukiko smiled and hugged him tightly.
"So'wy, but I wanted to meet him so bad, daddy." Daddy? Daddy? She'd just called him...daddy?
"Yu...ki?" Shuichi asked numbly as he looked up from where he had bent over to pick up the girls sunglasses. He would have recognized that voice anywhere but seeing his face ment so much more. Or it would have. If it hadn't have followed the horrid word. Daddy...
"Shuichi..." Yuki wasn't necisarrily pleased with the look he was receiving from Shuichi at the moment. He looked...sad, hurt, and...somewhat angry. Worse part was, the hurt and sadness in those eyes was what he was more afraid of. However, without saying a word Shuichi dropped to his knees in front of Yukiko and held out the sunglasses, smiling slightly.
"Are these yours...?" he seemed to pause and try to remember her name so she smiled and introduced herself properly.
"Saito Yukiko, but you can call me Yukiko," she answered as she took the sunglasses from Shuichi's hands, nodding. She was about ready to thank him but as soon as the sunglasses were out of his hands he pushed past her and Yuki and ran as fast as he could away from them, leaving both of them too stunned to follow him. "Daddy, does he hate me?" She asked, turning to look at Yuki, who was watching Shuichi run off quickly.
"I don't see why he would," he answered, knowing full well why Shuichi was running. Running as fast as he could away from them, and Yukiko couldn't even begin to understand the reason why. "You really are an idiot, aren't you?"
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"Yuki you idiot! Idiot! Jerk! Loser! How could you DO this to me?" Shuichi screamed as he ran, not bothering to look back to see whether they were still there or not. He didn't care. Those eyes, those bright gold eyes. Of course she was Yuki's child. Why shouldn't Yuki have gone back to his old habits after he'd left? Had he really meant so little to him?
Tears slid down his face in steady streams as he continued to run. He didn't see how Yuki COULD have done that to him! He hadn't looked at anyone like that in all the three years he was gone! How could Yuki have given up on him! And he'd had a child. He probably had a perfect wife to match. Why not? It was Yuki's life, not his.
After a while of what he guessed was pointless running, maybe even running in circles he stopped, falling to the ground and panting for air. "Yuki you jerk...How? Why? Didn't you care at all?" he sobbed, drawing more attention to himself than he normally would have liked but not caring in the least. The last thing he'd needed to see first thing when he got home was Yuki's beautiful little child.
~~~
"Explain." Yuki blinked as he felt the cold metal of the gun against his forehead. Great, just what he'd needed, a confrontation with him. Standing up straight he stared him down evenly.
"Not now. I'll explain to Shuichi, but I'm not sending a messenger boy with the explanation."
"I won't tell, I just want to know why you did this to him?" Neither man's expression changed in the slightest. Yukiko frowned at the seriousness between the two and tugged on Yuki's arm to get his attention. Immediately his attention switched to that of the little girl, who was staring up at him innocently.
"Shouldn't we go find Shuichi? You said this ai'aport is a big place and Shuichi's only one person so he might get lost," she reasoned cutely. If it wouldn't have been for her slight problem with her 'r's her speech would have been near that of Shuichi already, which was quite a feat considering the age difference.
"He probably is," Yuki commented the same way he always had back before Shuichi had left. As if he didn't really care for the answer, or the consiquences Shuichi may have to pay because of it. He knelt and picked Yukiko up easily, turning to stare evenly at K again. "I'll save my explanation for Shuichi, some time when she's not around. Tell him it's not what he thinks. I don't want him hating me so easily," he reasoned easily, turning to walk away. However, as soon as he reached the privacy of his car he lost it, burrying his face in his arms as he leaned against the stearing wheel and started crying. This was the whole reason he'd taken her in the first place.
"Daddy?" Yukiko undid her seatbelt from where she'd been sitting in the back and climbed between the gap in the seats, sitting down next to her father. "Daddy, what's w'ong? Let me know," she pleaded, leaning her head against his arm. She felt like crying herself now. Her daddy was sad because of her. Techinically becuase Shuichi had left, but that had been because of her so it was truely her fault. "I'm so'wy, daddy. I just...wanted to meet him," she explained softly, staring out the window and hoping Shuichi would appear and make everything better. "I'll go find him!" She cheered happily when she realized Shuichi wasn't going to magically appear like most people did in the TV shows.
Yuki looked up and tried to grab her arm but she was out of the car and running back into the building before he could stop her. Immediately he followed, hoping she wouldn't get too lost, she was what had kept him stable when Shuichi had left. If both of them left him he'd have nothing left to fall back on. Three years was enough to seriously change someone, and Yuki had changed drastically from the last time Shuichi had seen him within three months of that. He cared a great deal about the people he'd normally ignored or insulted and had found Shuichi to be his main focus point. The similarities between Shuichi and Yukiko had made her a simple change to have made into his spot. Now all he had to do is keep his centers in tact and he was sure things would work out somewhat. However, as Shuichi counted for one person in an airport Yukiko counted for a half, being so small that finding her was going to be a BIG problem.
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Okays, this is just kind of my break fic. I'm not planning on writing much more on this than another chapter or two. Sorry this is so short but it just wanted to end. Maybe I'll just write more onto this chapter later but this seems like a good place to end and I'm drop dead tired and I have softball tomorrow. Nighty night all! I'll try to finish this over this weekend and then I'll work some more on Angels of Innocence and get started with my Bloodred Valentine sequel I've had planning for so long now.
Warnings: Umm...shounen ai, stupidity on authoress's part, TONS of typos here and there (did that make ANY sense?) because I suck at editing...
Pairings: Shuichi and Yuki in this chapter
~*The Summer Snow Child*~
"So when's he gonna get he'a?" the hyper, brown-haired ball of energy asked from where she was standing next to her father, tugging on his sleeve anxiously. She'd been waiting so long for this moment. Children weren't so good at telling time, and the two, almost three, years she'd spent waiting seemed like an eternity. There'd already been so much to miss in her life. Not to say that her dad had been there for all of it either, but she didn't remember her mother very well so she didn't figure her mother had been there for much important.
"I don't know," he answered easily, eyes still focused where he was sure the plane would land.
"Why not? Daddy knows ev'awything!" she chirped from where she stood next to him, smiling up at him happily. Her dad had tought her more than most people her age, and she was very proud of the fact. She was already in first grade!
"Nobody knows. It will be determined later." He smiled down at her and she raised her hands up to him, being picked up almost as quickly as she did so. "I miss him," he spoke to himself softly and the little girl smiled happily, pulling sunglasses off her father's face to place them on her own, both being an identical, deep gold color to each other.
It was about that time that the young singer skipped happily out of his seat as they landed, overjoyed with the thought that he would be able to walk around on solid ground in just a few short minutes. The glare he recieved from the stuartess, who had been giving him glares since the flight had started, didn't even phase him. She just wasn't paid enough to have to to deal with such idiots. Both of them were too much for her poor nervous system to handel. Quite a few times they'd heard her screaming from the sealed-off portion of the plane.
"Come on, come on, I want off already!" he screamed as soon as the girl was done with her speech, letting them know that they could get off. He jumped with joy, he could hardly wait to get back home to all his stuff. All the little things he couldn't bring with him. Not to mention his friends, and house, and...
Yuki.
"I'm back!" he screamed loudly as he stepped into the airport. It had been three years since he'd followed in his idol's footsteps, since he'd last been in Japan. Back home. They'd decided to travel like everyone else because it seemed like a cheaper idea, and Shuichi really hadn't minded. Besides, he didn't really NEED his own personal jet ride home. He could wait a little bit longer. Just a little bit.
"Shuichi!" Shuichi blinked as a little girl ran up to him and clung to his shirt in a near-death grip. She was tiny, Shuichi had never known someone so young in his life. She smiled up at him happily, sunglasses partially falling off her face from where they'd unhooked from her ear, mostly because they'd been too big. "I've wanted to meet you fo so long! You we'a all I ev'a heawd about at home!" she screamed enthusiastically and Shuichi had to wonder if that was how he'd acted at her age. It seemed like it, she was energetic enough to be a mini him.
"So, you're a fan?" He asked, somewhat confused. This girl acted as if she already knew him, but she had just said that she'd never met him before. The little girl seemed to stop stunned for a bit as well, her visible eye blinking a couple times in confusion. Suddenly she screamed and was jerked back harshly, sunglasses sliding off her face and falling to the floor as she let go of Shuichi's shirt.
"Yukiko! Don't run off like that!"
"But...I wanted to see Shuichi. You made me wait so long..."
"This is a big place, with lots of people. Shuichi's only one of them!" he scolded, worry draining from where it had once been visible on his face. Yukiko smiled and hugged him tightly.
"So'wy, but I wanted to meet him so bad, daddy." Daddy? Daddy? She'd just called him...daddy?
"Yu...ki?" Shuichi asked numbly as he looked up from where he had bent over to pick up the girls sunglasses. He would have recognized that voice anywhere but seeing his face ment so much more. Or it would have. If it hadn't have followed the horrid word. Daddy...
"Shuichi..." Yuki wasn't necisarrily pleased with the look he was receiving from Shuichi at the moment. He looked...sad, hurt, and...somewhat angry. Worse part was, the hurt and sadness in those eyes was what he was more afraid of. However, without saying a word Shuichi dropped to his knees in front of Yukiko and held out the sunglasses, smiling slightly.
"Are these yours...?" he seemed to pause and try to remember her name so she smiled and introduced herself properly.
"Saito Yukiko, but you can call me Yukiko," she answered as she took the sunglasses from Shuichi's hands, nodding. She was about ready to thank him but as soon as the sunglasses were out of his hands he pushed past her and Yuki and ran as fast as he could away from them, leaving both of them too stunned to follow him. "Daddy, does he hate me?" She asked, turning to look at Yuki, who was watching Shuichi run off quickly.
"I don't see why he would," he answered, knowing full well why Shuichi was running. Running as fast as he could away from them, and Yukiko couldn't even begin to understand the reason why. "You really are an idiot, aren't you?"
~~~
"Yuki you idiot! Idiot! Jerk! Loser! How could you DO this to me?" Shuichi screamed as he ran, not bothering to look back to see whether they were still there or not. He didn't care. Those eyes, those bright gold eyes. Of course she was Yuki's child. Why shouldn't Yuki have gone back to his old habits after he'd left? Had he really meant so little to him?
Tears slid down his face in steady streams as he continued to run. He didn't see how Yuki COULD have done that to him! He hadn't looked at anyone like that in all the three years he was gone! How could Yuki have given up on him! And he'd had a child. He probably had a perfect wife to match. Why not? It was Yuki's life, not his.
After a while of what he guessed was pointless running, maybe even running in circles he stopped, falling to the ground and panting for air. "Yuki you jerk...How? Why? Didn't you care at all?" he sobbed, drawing more attention to himself than he normally would have liked but not caring in the least. The last thing he'd needed to see first thing when he got home was Yuki's beautiful little child.
~~~
"Explain." Yuki blinked as he felt the cold metal of the gun against his forehead. Great, just what he'd needed, a confrontation with him. Standing up straight he stared him down evenly.
"Not now. I'll explain to Shuichi, but I'm not sending a messenger boy with the explanation."
"I won't tell, I just want to know why you did this to him?" Neither man's expression changed in the slightest. Yukiko frowned at the seriousness between the two and tugged on Yuki's arm to get his attention. Immediately his attention switched to that of the little girl, who was staring up at him innocently.
"Shouldn't we go find Shuichi? You said this ai'aport is a big place and Shuichi's only one person so he might get lost," she reasoned cutely. If it wouldn't have been for her slight problem with her 'r's her speech would have been near that of Shuichi already, which was quite a feat considering the age difference.
"He probably is," Yuki commented the same way he always had back before Shuichi had left. As if he didn't really care for the answer, or the consiquences Shuichi may have to pay because of it. He knelt and picked Yukiko up easily, turning to stare evenly at K again. "I'll save my explanation for Shuichi, some time when she's not around. Tell him it's not what he thinks. I don't want him hating me so easily," he reasoned easily, turning to walk away. However, as soon as he reached the privacy of his car he lost it, burrying his face in his arms as he leaned against the stearing wheel and started crying. This was the whole reason he'd taken her in the first place.
"Daddy?" Yukiko undid her seatbelt from where she'd been sitting in the back and climbed between the gap in the seats, sitting down next to her father. "Daddy, what's w'ong? Let me know," she pleaded, leaning her head against his arm. She felt like crying herself now. Her daddy was sad because of her. Techinically becuase Shuichi had left, but that had been because of her so it was truely her fault. "I'm so'wy, daddy. I just...wanted to meet him," she explained softly, staring out the window and hoping Shuichi would appear and make everything better. "I'll go find him!" She cheered happily when she realized Shuichi wasn't going to magically appear like most people did in the TV shows.
Yuki looked up and tried to grab her arm but she was out of the car and running back into the building before he could stop her. Immediately he followed, hoping she wouldn't get too lost, she was what had kept him stable when Shuichi had left. If both of them left him he'd have nothing left to fall back on. Three years was enough to seriously change someone, and Yuki had changed drastically from the last time Shuichi had seen him within three months of that. He cared a great deal about the people he'd normally ignored or insulted and had found Shuichi to be his main focus point. The similarities between Shuichi and Yukiko had made her a simple change to have made into his spot. Now all he had to do is keep his centers in tact and he was sure things would work out somewhat. However, as Shuichi counted for one person in an airport Yukiko counted for a half, being so small that finding her was going to be a BIG problem.
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Okays, this is just kind of my break fic. I'm not planning on writing much more on this than another chapter or two. Sorry this is so short but it just wanted to end. Maybe I'll just write more onto this chapter later but this seems like a good place to end and I'm drop dead tired and I have softball tomorrow. Nighty night all! I'll try to finish this over this weekend and then I'll work some more on Angels of Innocence and get started with my Bloodred Valentine sequel I've had planning for so long now.