A/N: THIS IS THE END! Thank you so much for reading this fic and all your comments!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation, American Airlines, information from .com, information from , or the movie "Refugee in Tokyo"

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Chap 9: "The Asia way"

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Having visited the "Men's wear house" with his cousin for an outing the day before, Tohma wore "Joseph Abboud brown Birdseye slim fit suit ($495.00).

Always doing what he could to be less like his (more?) famous cousin, Suguru donned his new "Wilke Rodriquez Navy Modern Fit Vested Suite" ($249.99).

Hiro had blue jeans and a tee shirt from Graceland, while Noriko wore a Banana Republic "Red summer dress" that cost about $100, just one of the many overly expensive dresses she used her credit card to purchase. The redhead would be glad to finally be away from her after they returned to Japan. Yes the bands worked together occasionally, but he couldn't stand being around the annoying woman for hours, let alone days.

Wearing his bright Disney Land shirt, Ryu bounced around Tohma. Nearby, Shuichi smiled at his boyfriend, "Thank you for wearing matching Disney Land shirts with me Eiri" he pecked his cheek, "Sorry if it ruins your "image"".

"If it does, it does. Stranger's perception of me isn't my concern. Besides, people vacation all the time, even the rich and famous".

"Like us!" Hiroshi called from his seat excited and heavily inebriated. Noriko glared, already knowing the answer to the question she desperately wanted to ask: "Can I switch seats with someone?!"

Departing on "American Airlines" seemed a suitable finish to their "USA expedition". Rounding the hanger, they saw the last of the U.S.

"Until next time" Shuichi saluted the states.

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"Three days from now, Bad Luck performs in Towada", Mr. K announced, easily transitioning back to Japanese as they landed.

"Three days?" Hiro asked perplexed.

"That should be enough time for us to write and practice several new songs" Suguru said nonchalantly.

"You're not the one who writes the songs"

"We need more material to keep going unless-"

"Unless what Sugu-baka? This band is my and Shu's life"

The younger teen crossed his arms. Hiroshi may be drunk, but such was no excuse.

Shuichi stepped between them, "Hiro it's alright, I wrote a few songs in America".

Landing a heavy arm on Shuichi's shoulder he said, "Aha see, how could my pal not be inspired by new sights and experiences?"

Blushing, Shuichi nodded. None but Mr. K saw the blush, and he surely wouldn't let that be left alone, "Those new experiences must have been pretty fun Shuichi!"

Face now as red as Hiro's hair, he ducked behind his boyfriend to avoid the accusatory and comical expressions aimed his way.

"Our personal life and activities are no one's business, but Shuichi's and mine" the blond expressed coolly.

"Well we all know what that means" Hiro commented, earning a smack to the back of the head by Noriko. "Can't you stop being annoying for two seconds? Bakabakashii sukebe" she growled.

"Well then everyone, you may use these temporary credit cards for taxis home or any location you please, as long as it's in Japan." Tohma said, passing them to each band member. He knew his brother-in-law would see it as insulting if he was given one, and this was no time for tenseness. Interestingly, and partly as planned, his Eiri and his employee grew closer during their stay in America, so he had no doubt they would go to their usual destination.

"Fujisaki-san, this way" his cousin followed him to the familiar limo driver. "See you soon Shu-Shu na-no-dah!" Kumagoro waved as Ryuichi ran after them. The younger singer waved.

Stretching his arms, Hiro grabbed his luggage and bags of souvenirs "Yeah I better get home too Shuichi, gotta make sure nothing's moldy in the fridge" he chuckled. Grinning Shuichi nodded "See you tomorrow Hiro".

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Crashing through their apartment door, Shuichi fell onto his bags. "I need to close the door" Eiri stated, cigarette in hand.

"Yeah" Shuichi answered sleepily.

"Move your cute ass" his boyfriend demanded.

The singer hadn't been thinking of anything aside from tiredness, but now his mind was otherwise occupied. Meeting blue eyes, "Oh okay yeah I'll get up".

Locking the door the author said with a smile and sigh "We're home".

Jumping clear over our bags of luggage Shuichi shouted "Let's watch a movie!".

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Red hair flung in the air as lips released labored breaths. Hiroshi collapsed onto his bed unable to form a thought.

Breathing heavily the woman beside him laid also. She hated the way sweat matted her hair down at times like this, but it was sometimes a small price to pay.

Hiro attempted a laugh "I guess all those "fuck yous" meant-"

Noriko turned to him, "Yes that was good"- he arched an eyebrow- "Very good, but I swear if you tell anyone..."

"Now who needs to shut up?" He pulled her fiery body onto his whispering huskily "This night's not over".

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As the events of "Refugee in Tokyo" flashed across the television screen, Shuichi's hand transitioned from over Eiri's to his suede pants. The blonde kept his eyes on the television, but his mind was en-route with his boyfriend's.

Long arms wrapped around the smaller body.

"I love you" Shuichi whispered, reaching up to caress his favorite pearly skin.

Easily Eiri laid his boyfriend onto the couch, fervent kiss matching fervent kiss. Shuichi could only remove his shoes and pants, but the blonde had no problem doing the rest.

All through the night, they made love to, with, and for each other, equally grateful for how much closer they grew during the trip to America.

Now, whole and home at last, neither ever wanted their bodies to part.

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The End

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A/N: :) I greatly appreciate every one of you who has read even one chapter of this fic! I hope you enjoyed my story very much.

Please keep on the lookout for more fanfiction from me whether you're a Gravitation fan or fan of the other anime I write about.