Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ A Momentary Lapse ❯ A Momentary Lapse ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Winged_Drak 
Yuki's sick and Shu's cleaning. What's that? Something ate the vacuum? What could Shuichi be doing out there?
This is my first fic, so please R&R. - Minor edit 10-20-06
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.25.2006 | Updated On: 10.20.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Yuki's sick and Shu's cleaning. What's that? Something ate the vacuum? What could Shuichi be doing out there?
This is my first fic, so please R&R. - Minor edit 10-20-06
Anime/Manga: Gravitation Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.25.2006 | Updated On: 10.20.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
A Momentary Lapse
Disclaimer. Right. I own nothing. I have nothing to do with owning Gravitation. If I did it would be longer, with more Yuki scenes.
He had to get sick. It was just his luck. He got the brat to do something useful - vacuum - and it was just when his head decided it needed to explode. Right after Shu started to actually clean up his messes, Yuki's temperature shot up, and brought all the aches with it.
He glared at the door. On the other side was Shu, singing Rage Beat and rolling the roaring vacuum around. Shut up brat. Just shut up and quiet down. I'll even say please.
He'd been vacuuming for two hours. Yuki kind of figured he had forgotten to stop. Every time Yuki got help with the cleaning Shu would go in circles with the vacuum until either Yuki stopped him, which wasn't happening, or something else distracted him. Come on Shu. Get hungry or something already so you can stop that infernal noise. Yuki glared at a particularly loud thump, but when it was followed by the silence of the vacuum turning off, he sighed in relief.
"YUUUUUUUUUKKKKKKKKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
Shuichi's cry forced Yuki's eyes shut and he clapped his hands over his ears, moaning. "Damned brat."
"YUKI! It ate it!" Shuichi's shrill yowl continued.
Ate it? "What the hell, Shuichi? What ate what?" Yuki stumbled into the room with one hand still clamped over his head.
"YUKI!" Shu twitched his head. "Yuki. You don't look so good."
"Damned brat." Yuki turned to go back into his room.
"Don't leave me YUUUKIII! It ate it."
"What?"
"The vacuum."
"Something ate the vacuum."
"Uh-uh."
"The vacuum ate something."
"Uh-huh."
"Then get it out and leave me alone." Yuki walked back into his room, only to feel Shu jump on him and cling.
"But Yuki, I can't get it out."
"Shu, what could be so important that I had to get up to get it?"
"Pleeeeaase Yuki?" He whined right in his ear.
"Tell me what it is or I dump you on the ground right now."
"But - but - Yuki it's a secret!" He wailed, slipping from Yuki's back to the ground.
"How can you keep anything a secret? And didn't you have to go to work today?"
"YUUUKIII, you're so mean! and it's Saturday!"
The constantly changing pitch of Shuichi's voice was getting even deeper under Yuki's skin. "Will you be quiet if I try to get it out for you?"
"Yes. But you have to be careful. I don't want it to break." Shu said solemnly. "It's really fragile Yuki. I swear it is. And I got it eaten by the vacuuuuum!" Big tears began to work their way down his face again.
Yuki sighed. If this's just one of his stupid toys... I'll leave him on the couch for a week. "How big is it?"
"Ummm... my hands put together, only flat, like this." Shuichi held his hands spread in front of Yuki's nose.
"Very nice Shu. Now tell me, how did you manage this again?" When Shuichi opened his mouth to answer, Yuki clamped his hands over his mouth. "On second thought, don't tell me. This had better be good, because I feel like crap." He sat heavily on the floor next to the vacuum.
"Do you need anything Yuki? Because you really look bad too."
"You said you'd shut up."
"Oh yeah."
And for a wonder, Yuki's abused ears actually got to hear the sweet sound of silence for a whole five minutes while he worked a poorly wrapped rectangle from the innards of the vacuum.
"Hey Shu! I'm done." He called out. Shuichi, as important as he said this thing was, had run off somewhere in the house. "Hey Shu?"
"Hm?" Shu poked his head out of Yuki's room. "Yay! Yuki got it!" Shu pounced on it. "Just wait a second, 'K Yuki?" Without waiting for an answer he ran back into the room.
Yuki just stared at the door for a second. Is there any way I could lock that from out here? He didn't even bother to think about the thing he had unraveled from the machine.
He didn't have time to think anything else though, because Shuichi bounded back into the room, small box still in hand. "Yuki, Yuki, Yuki!"
"What?" Yuki pressed his fingers to his eyes.
"Umm, I got you this, but the vacuum ate it, and you aren't feeling good. I could... give it to you tomorrow?" Shu crouched in front of Yuki.
Yuki grabbed the younger man and bowled him over. "I'm not an invalid, though you might be an idiot."
"Yuki that's mean."
"Come on brat. Either give it to me or help me to bed." Yuki held his hand out and waited for Shuichi's response.
He got the box dumped onto his palm instead of a hand up. Damn. He looked at the small package. It had his name written on it, in Shu's terrible handwriting. Still, I wonder what it is.
He slowly pulled the paper apart, Shuichi sitting behind him and breathing past his ear. That tickles. Damn, I'm not thinking straight. When all the paper and tape was removed, he still had a small box. "What is it Shu?"
"Open it, Yuki." Shuichi reached over Yuki's shoulder and turned over the box. "See?"
"Ah." Why's he being to quiet? Shu was all over me last time he gave me something. Yuki reached for the latch. Then again, he's still all over me. Shuichi had one arm over Yuki's shoulder, reaching for the box, and the other was at Yuki's hip. Shu had rested his chin on Yuki's shoulder while he waited.
Yuki flipped the box open and looked inside. "How did you... Shu, where did these come from?" The box was filled with a number of photos of just the two of them.
Shuichi sighed. "They're all the ones I could find. From newspapers, your sister, my sister, my own pictures. I still think this one is the best." He pointed to one picture that Yuki could recall with amazing clarity.
"The park. Yeah, Shu. I like that one too." Yuki set the box down and picked up Shu's hands, drawing Shuichi snug against his back. "This is nice Shu, thanks."
"Hmmm." Shuichi murmured, wrapping his arms tighter around Yuki. "It's too bad you're sick Yuki. I wanted to make the best of this."
"Oh, I sure the sentiment will last. Come on Shu, lets take a nap."
"Hn." Shuichi agreed. "I got tired cleaning." He yawned cutely.
Shuichi helped Yuki to his feet and tugged him along.
Yuki followed him, a small smile on his face. One of Shuichi's rare moments of silence. He really can be sweet. "I really do love you Shu." He murmured.
"Hm?"
"Oh, nothing." Just a momentary lapse.
The two of them fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms, Shuichi pressed tight against Yuki's chest.
Disclaimer. Right. I own nothing. I have nothing to do with owning Gravitation. If I did it would be longer, with more Yuki scenes.
He had to get sick. It was just his luck. He got the brat to do something useful - vacuum - and it was just when his head decided it needed to explode. Right after Shu started to actually clean up his messes, Yuki's temperature shot up, and brought all the aches with it.
He glared at the door. On the other side was Shu, singing Rage Beat and rolling the roaring vacuum around. Shut up brat. Just shut up and quiet down. I'll even say please.
He'd been vacuuming for two hours. Yuki kind of figured he had forgotten to stop. Every time Yuki got help with the cleaning Shu would go in circles with the vacuum until either Yuki stopped him, which wasn't happening, or something else distracted him. Come on Shu. Get hungry or something already so you can stop that infernal noise. Yuki glared at a particularly loud thump, but when it was followed by the silence of the vacuum turning off, he sighed in relief.
"YUUUUUUUUUKKKKKKKKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
Shuichi's cry forced Yuki's eyes shut and he clapped his hands over his ears, moaning. "Damned brat."
"YUKI! It ate it!" Shuichi's shrill yowl continued.
Ate it? "What the hell, Shuichi? What ate what?" Yuki stumbled into the room with one hand still clamped over his head.
"YUKI!" Shu twitched his head. "Yuki. You don't look so good."
"Damned brat." Yuki turned to go back into his room.
"Don't leave me YUUUKIII! It ate it."
"What?"
"The vacuum."
"Something ate the vacuum."
"Uh-uh."
"The vacuum ate something."
"Uh-huh."
"Then get it out and leave me alone." Yuki walked back into his room, only to feel Shu jump on him and cling.
"But Yuki, I can't get it out."
"Shu, what could be so important that I had to get up to get it?"
"Pleeeeaase Yuki?" He whined right in his ear.
"Tell me what it is or I dump you on the ground right now."
"But - but - Yuki it's a secret!" He wailed, slipping from Yuki's back to the ground.
"How can you keep anything a secret? And didn't you have to go to work today?"
"YUUUKIII, you're so mean! and it's Saturday!"
The constantly changing pitch of Shuichi's voice was getting even deeper under Yuki's skin. "Will you be quiet if I try to get it out for you?"
"Yes. But you have to be careful. I don't want it to break." Shu said solemnly. "It's really fragile Yuki. I swear it is. And I got it eaten by the vacuuuuum!" Big tears began to work their way down his face again.
Yuki sighed. If this's just one of his stupid toys... I'll leave him on the couch for a week. "How big is it?"
"Ummm... my hands put together, only flat, like this." Shuichi held his hands spread in front of Yuki's nose.
"Very nice Shu. Now tell me, how did you manage this again?" When Shuichi opened his mouth to answer, Yuki clamped his hands over his mouth. "On second thought, don't tell me. This had better be good, because I feel like crap." He sat heavily on the floor next to the vacuum.
"Do you need anything Yuki? Because you really look bad too."
"You said you'd shut up."
"Oh yeah."
And for a wonder, Yuki's abused ears actually got to hear the sweet sound of silence for a whole five minutes while he worked a poorly wrapped rectangle from the innards of the vacuum.
"Hey Shu! I'm done." He called out. Shuichi, as important as he said this thing was, had run off somewhere in the house. "Hey Shu?"
"Hm?" Shu poked his head out of Yuki's room. "Yay! Yuki got it!" Shu pounced on it. "Just wait a second, 'K Yuki?" Without waiting for an answer he ran back into the room.
Yuki just stared at the door for a second. Is there any way I could lock that from out here? He didn't even bother to think about the thing he had unraveled from the machine.
He didn't have time to think anything else though, because Shuichi bounded back into the room, small box still in hand. "Yuki, Yuki, Yuki!"
"What?" Yuki pressed his fingers to his eyes.
"Umm, I got you this, but the vacuum ate it, and you aren't feeling good. I could... give it to you tomorrow?" Shu crouched in front of Yuki.
Yuki grabbed the younger man and bowled him over. "I'm not an invalid, though you might be an idiot."
"Yuki that's mean."
"Come on brat. Either give it to me or help me to bed." Yuki held his hand out and waited for Shuichi's response.
He got the box dumped onto his palm instead of a hand up. Damn. He looked at the small package. It had his name written on it, in Shu's terrible handwriting. Still, I wonder what it is.
He slowly pulled the paper apart, Shuichi sitting behind him and breathing past his ear. That tickles. Damn, I'm not thinking straight. When all the paper and tape was removed, he still had a small box. "What is it Shu?"
"Open it, Yuki." Shuichi reached over Yuki's shoulder and turned over the box. "See?"
"Ah." Why's he being to quiet? Shu was all over me last time he gave me something. Yuki reached for the latch. Then again, he's still all over me. Shuichi had one arm over Yuki's shoulder, reaching for the box, and the other was at Yuki's hip. Shu had rested his chin on Yuki's shoulder while he waited.
Yuki flipped the box open and looked inside. "How did you... Shu, where did these come from?" The box was filled with a number of photos of just the two of them.
Shuichi sighed. "They're all the ones I could find. From newspapers, your sister, my sister, my own pictures. I still think this one is the best." He pointed to one picture that Yuki could recall with amazing clarity.
"The park. Yeah, Shu. I like that one too." Yuki set the box down and picked up Shu's hands, drawing Shuichi snug against his back. "This is nice Shu, thanks."
"Hmmm." Shuichi murmured, wrapping his arms tighter around Yuki. "It's too bad you're sick Yuki. I wanted to make the best of this."
"Oh, I sure the sentiment will last. Come on Shu, lets take a nap."
"Hn." Shuichi agreed. "I got tired cleaning." He yawned cutely.
Shuichi helped Yuki to his feet and tugged him along.
Yuki followed him, a small smile on his face. One of Shuichi's rare moments of silence. He really can be sweet. "I really do love you Shu." He murmured.
"Hm?"
"Oh, nothing." Just a momentary lapse.
The two of them fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms, Shuichi pressed tight against Yuki's chest.