A/N: Thanks for your support for this fic! So you know, the chapters are going to be varying lengths, meaning that some may be "very short", but I believe when I get further into this story they'll lengthen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation

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Chap 2: "Flying in style"

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Without knocking, Eiri walked into the station of the "chief executive officer". Tohma turned from the purple-haired young man across from him. "Eiri I wish you called before stopping in, I would have left my lunch hour open".

Uninterested in the boy his brother-in-law was meeting with, "Tohma why-". The CEO put up a hand, "Pardon me Myazaki-san, could we reschedule for tomorrow?"

The "up-and-coming" star Myazaki Akhiko grumbled, then nodded, marching out.

"So Tohma, when is this "expedition" happening?"

"A week from today" he said easily, while putting the boy's file into his desk drawer.

"When were you planning on telling me?"

"Well Eiri, you're in a relationship with Shindou-san, I thought of it as his job to do so"

"He's forgetful"

"He's been excited about this trip for the past month"

"One month? I'm surprised the entire world doesn't know"

Chuckling the older man nodded, "Indeed, it seems he thought you would be upset, though I'm certain he shouldn't..."

Stepping forward the author stated plainly "He knows about Kitazawa"

Rather surprised Tohma's gaze shifted "How?"

"I told him half a year ago"

"Well we're not going anywhere near that place, so there should be no issue, you should make that clear to Shindou-san".

Eiri walked out.

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"Look at this map Hiro!", the singer referred to their itinerary; each state they would visit marked by a happy face sticker, courtesy of Ryuichi.

Some names he had heard before, while others he could only guess at the pronunciations, "Florida, Tenershee-"

"TenAshee, I think" Hiro corrected, "I'm sure Seguchi-san will help us with the words".

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Mr. K tossed two copies of English for Dummiesat Shuichi and Hiroshi. Hiro caught his while Shuichi rubbed his banged forehead. Turning, "Here's yours Suguru".

Scowling, "Don't insult me K-san, English was the third language I learned".

"Bravo" Hiro said sarcastically.

Turning to send a glare he added, "Before I was eight years old". Hiro scoffed, "Show off".

Shuichi's eyes lit up, "Fujisaki-san, can you teach-"

"No. I'm a keyboardist, not teacher Shindou-san... Can't we move on to practicing? Just study at home, you did do that in school didn't you?"

Hiro and Shuichi glanced at each other then burst out laughing.

Mr. K clapped his hands for attention, "Suguru is right, and as they say in America "practice makes perfect"!".

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Soon came the day they had all been preparing for. As the glow of dawn rose in the sky, birds awoke and tweeted...

"Where is it where isit whereisit?!"

Holding a coffee mug, Eiri stepped around his frantic lover. He sipped some of the hot beverage while slipping his laptop into a leather satchel.

As he rolled his luggage near the door, Shuichi caught his arm. "Eiri do you have any idea where my lucky shirt is?!"

Loosing his arm, "Lucky shirt?"

"I need it! It'll help make sure the plane doesn't crash or or a dinosaur doesn't jump out of the ocean and drag us down!". Frazzled with mauve hair its usual way, tears formed in his eyes.

Sighing his boyfriend reached up to the top of the tallest wooden shelf in the living room, taking down a plastic bag. He hated that ratty old shirt, but if it would save him a headache, "Here" he passed it to the teen.

"You put it in a safe place?" tears emitted from his eyes "Thank you so much!", Eiri was soon trapped in a hug.

"Let's go"

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Shuichi jumping up like an idiot. To prevent a scene, Eiri put his boyfriend's few bags that weren't loaded with the rest over his seat.

"We get to sit together!"

"No, my seat is there" Eiri indicated four seats ahead, across from his brother-in-law.

Hiroshi sat next to his best friend.

Excitedly Shuichi looked around "First class, isn't this fancy Hiro?!"

"Flying in style" the guitarist stated, leaning back in his seat. From behind him, "Nakano-san don't do that. Besides we're not supposed to lean our seats back before takeoff" the guitarist turned around, "Buckle your seat-belt" the younger teen stated, shaking his head.

When they had been in the air for ten minutes, Hiroshi pulled the English for Dummies book out, flipping to the first page. "Good idea", Shuichi did the same, though his bookmark was at page twenty.

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End of chap 2

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