A/N: I'll insert an explanation since I was asked "whats with the I's?", they are what I use to separate between instances, the more "I"s, the more time has passed.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation

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Chap 1: "Your name"

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I've been calling you Yuki- everyone calls you Yuki, except your sister and brother-in-law, but that's not really your name.

It's your pen name, but not the name you were born with. It's the name you cursed yourself with.

I want to call you by your name Eiri...

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Shuichi finished an hour long jam-session with Ryu, and walked through the apartment door, his head spinning such worrying thoughts.

Shaking mauve locks didn't mess them, they looked the same as ever.

Yuki looked up from his laptop, lighting a cigarette. "Have fun with Ryu?" he asked.

The younger male cloaked his true emotions. Closing his eyes with a hand to the back of his head he replied, "Sakuma-san is so much fun, I still can't believe he's my friend!"

"You've surpassed him though, haven't you?" his boyfriend asked, the tone of his voice not depicting interest. Shuichi knew that the cold author put up his own facade far more often than he, and had become somewhat accustomed to it.

That's not to say he liked it at all.

Several minutes passed since the blonde posed his question, but Shuichi didn't realize, remaining quiet, because he too was tormented by the secrets of the older man's past, which he shared details of two few months before.

Yuki was confused by his lover's sudden silence; the excited singer was never quiet, he even talked in his sleep.

Sighing, he stood and walked to the refrigerator for a beer. The can popped open and alcohol bubbles sizzled. Shuichi turned, violet eyes clouded in a dream-like haze.

"I want to..."- could he say it?- "Instead of Yuki, I want..."

Flicking the end of his cancer stick into a round metal container his lover's response was just as ashy, "You want to live with someone else? Fine with me".

Eyes widened, the teen quickly shouted "No, that's not it!"

"Then what are you trying to say, just spit it out dammit" he commanded, annoyed.

"I want to call you... Eiri" he admitted, voice barely more than a whisper.

The entire cigarette dropped into the ashtray, and brown eyes focused on him. Emotions often hidden ran across the author's face, "What did you say?"

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End of chap 1

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How was it? I know it's short, but that's how I write. Please review, and keep an eye out for the next chapter.