A/N: I finally mustered enough courage to submit a story. It's short, nothing really happens in it...and it's is based on the anime. I hate the title, but I couldn't think of anything else to call it. ;
DISCLAIMER: Me, own "Gravitation?" I wish...then I wouldn't have to spend long hours searching for manga scans and episodes on the internet. "Gravitation" belongs to the great Murakami Maki.
Yuki Eiri couldn't quite understand why Shindou Shuichi loved him. It wasn't his looks, the sex, or his celebrity status...so, what did he see in him? He, Eiri, was cold, distant, and rude; a man with a bitter, tragic past; a murderer...
The night they first met, he'd told Shuichi he had "zero talent." Even after they became lovers, he still insulted him, called him names, pushed him away...but no matter what he did or said, Shuichi never left him. Even when he told Shuichi about his past, how he'd killed his sensei; even after leaving Shuichi behind in Japan, he still loved him, going as far as New York City just to find him and beg him to return.
"Yuki, Yuki, Yuki!!" Shuichi exclaimed in his usual loud, cheerful voice. Eiri turned and watched as the energetic pink-haired boy ran towards him, a huge grin on his face. Eiri sighed. So, why exactly did Shuichi love him? He had a feeling he'd never really know the reason.
A/N: Um, feel free to review...please don't be harsh! It was hard enough just getting myself to submit even this small, pathetic story...