***Author’s Note: innocent Shu-chan….I WILL FINISH THESE!***
Shuichi plastered his face to another window. All that was inside was another on of Yuki’s books.
Yuki’s damn books were everywhere!
Shuichi sighed, and continued down the snow covered streets. Why was it so hard to find a gift for his lover?
Oh, yeah. This was Yuki we were talking about.
He had asked Yuki what he wanted, but Yuki just called him a moron, and Shuichi was even more hopeless and downtrodden.
Shuichi finally gave up, and headed home.
Yuki would just have to do with a hand-made present…
