Disclaimer: Okay, how many of these have you read? You know the routine. I
don't own these characters or their jobs. I don't need to make money off of
this, I have my own series.
Warning: Yeah right like I need one. Sorry guy's no lemons. You wanna lemon look up Ruinic KeyS in the original story section. ^^ As for whatever else, this is about boy's liking other boys. Kissing, hugging, all that fluffy stuff. I dunno. if I'm bored I might write a lemon... .
Paring: ShuXYuki
Never Ever
Hearing the endless splattering of rain hitting hard ground, he slowly made his way down the fogged roads of gray and white. It all seemed so depressing this time of season..
Pushing though the multitude of people walking though the streets, all he wanted was to get to the damn studio on time. He'd been late every day this week and it had been making his band mates quite frustrated. He couldn't help it if he liked sleep..
Still it was better then the empty apartment he called a home. Save his pet cat Mao, he was very lonely. He hadn't lived or dated with anyone since that day... Hiro had offered to be his roommate, but he just didn't want to get close to anyone right now. Even if it had been long ago, five years to be exact, he still found it difficult to really get too close.
Closing his eye's, memories drifted slowly back to him. He could recall laughing in the dark, about a silly joke his lover had made long ago. He never joked... it was nice. He remembered breakfast one morning, and a nice conversation lighting up the room after he'd returned from his shower..
The sweet sent of him... he could never forget that sent. He smelled of something different.. possibly fresh sun dried laundry. He would often creep his way into Yuki's bed just to curl up next to the blond novelist, in taking that beautiful sent..
Five years... he thought. Though the breakup was mutual, he couldn't help but regret his decision just a little. They had parted way's for the sake of both careers, both deciding a relationship between a busy pop star and a over worked novelist would never leave them enough time together. And so they went their separate ways, Yuki to New York, Shuichi to stay here and keep up his thriving success.
Still.. those memories haunted him. He knew he still loved the novelist very much, and he knew letting him leave was the most regretful thing he'd ever done...
Well. That was then, and this is now. He'd moved on with his life, since then. The two haven't spoken at all really, and lord knot's Tohma was ecstatic to find the two had broken off their relationship. Shuichi figured Yuki was married by now, probably forgotten all about him. Why couldn't he just move on..
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Hiro could hear it. He knew it was there. As his best friend sang, he could almost feel the impact of emotion the redhead threw out of his lungs. It was something of sadness and regret, though something that was singing as if someone particular were right there, hearing the performance personally.
He knew who he was singing to, even if he would never admit it.
Suguru, K and Sakano sat quietly as the young singer finished the last track, Hiro slowly brining down the knob for the second sound down slowly. The On Air sign flickered off, and Shuichi emerged from the studio door with a happy smile. "That's all of them!" He chirped, waving a hand to Suguru for the bottle of water that sat next to him.
The clean cut boy threw the bottled water at him, while K stood up patting Shuichi on the back. "Good job! Very good!" He laughed and raised a fist. "I have good news!" He finally said. Hiro and Suguru looked up at their blond psycho of a manager, blinking a few times. Shuichi took a sip carefully, eyeing him.
"We are going on tour in two weeks!" he cried, holding up seven fingers to show what he was saying.
Shuichi blinked a few times, his smile growing impossibly wide. "We... really!? Where? Why? When?!" K laughed happily, patting him on the back again. "Yes! Europe! Because you're going world wide! In two weeks I said!"
Shuichi almost pounced K right then and there, if not for Hiro grabbing him in a small jig of a dance. "On tour! This is great!" He couldn't believe it! This was what they've been waiting for! Just then Sakano popped in from behind K, smiling and waving a hand to get their attention. "Now now. Don't get too excited just yet. Starting today you need you're rest, so we're giving you a week's vacation until we prepare for tour. Don't waste it. You'll be gone for at least a few months, so make sure you make all necessary arrangements."
Suguru laughed a little, folding his arms and shaking his head. "Thank you, but you know you need to relax too Sakano-san. Listen to you!" Hiro lightly elbowed Suguru in the side, laughing as well. "Look who's talking! You act twice you're age!" Suguru eyed the guitarist in a silent warning, though the bouncing Shuichi failed to see it. "Suguru-kun is an old man! Old man!" he laughed, pointing a finger at the now twitching synthesis.
All that could be heard from the small room after that was a wave of yelling and cursing from the 'old man'.
Sakano heaved a long sigh, while K just stood smiling at his own triumph and Hiro tried desperately to keep Suguru from strangling the redhead.
This just wasn't professional...
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Shuichi opened the door to his apartment in a joyful daze. Taking his shoes off at the door, he pulled his brown leather coat off and hung it lightly on the coat rack beside the entrance. He smiled a little to himself as he made his way deeper inside the small apartment. A real tour! They were becoming popular world wide, not just national. This was almost like a dream.
"Mao, I'm home! Maaaaaao!" He chirped and hiked his knapsack higher on his shoulder. The rain had cleared up as well which put him in an even happier mood, though just when the sun was going down.
He smiled a little as a small orange ball of fluff waddled it's way towards the younger singer. "There you are!" He laughed and picked her up gently in his arms, petting the fat fur ball as it started to purr happily. "You're spoiled you know that?" He put her back down giving her a small scratch behind the ear before setting down his knapsack by the coffee table, making a seat on the carpet floor comfortably.
Digging into his knapsack, he pulled out various envelopes from the inside, looking them over in something of an uninterested. "Bills... bills... more bills. Geeze.. well it's better that the fan mail is sent to the studio and not here, right Mao?" The small cat ignored him, laying lazily on the couch, her tail slowly wagging now and then. "Well! Excuse ME you're highness!" he laughed a little as he threw the envelopes on the table. He quirked in eyebrow though, when he saw a letter that wasn't with the batch. "What's this?"
Slowly reaching out to pick up the offending blue envelope, he smoothed his hands over it carefully. "No name? Where did this come from..." Turning it over in his hand, he noticed very small writing on the back in the corner 'To Shuichi'.
Blinking curiously, he opened the envelope, gently pulling out the contents of paper. Unfolding the single sheet, he read carefully. 'Dear Shuichi, I stand here pondering you're day's as many as they had been away. I sit over the lake, wondering how beautiful you must have become over the years. I step along the sidewalks, thinking of you.
Dear Shuichi. In seven days you will return to me what you have stolen. In seven days, you will receive one gift, as a reminder of what you have stolen.
Yours Truly, A Secret Admirer.'
Shuichi couldn't help but ogle the letter. What has he stolen? He didn't remember stealing anything.. "Seven days..." he whispered, folding the letter over and pushing it back inside it's envelope. "It's probably just some stupid joke."
He threw the letter, with the bills inside the trash can by the couch. He chuckled a little at how stupid he was to take that letter seriously. He pat his hands together, smiling happily as Mao got up to waddle over to her owner. Giggling at the furry in his arms, the man made his way to the bedroom to retire for the night. Though one thing played on his mind....
How did that letter get on the coffee table?
(I'll continue this if I have a reason to. So go ahead and throw comments at me.)
Author's Notes: Alright.. frankly? I'm utterly horrible at writing stories that contain other people's characters. Ruinic KeyS was never that difficult to start . But this is my first fanfic I wrote by myself, that had to do with some other series that wasn't my own. I would appreciate comments, though I'm not to sure I'm any good at this stuff... *sighs and goes back to drawing*
BTW: Last time I posted something with a title someone else used (Among 70 other people, it was an often used title) they bitched to high heaven. If I happened to do that again, leave me alone. Other people use titles alike if it hadn't crossed their minds.
Warning: Yeah right like I need one. Sorry guy's no lemons. You wanna lemon look up Ruinic KeyS in the original story section. ^^ As for whatever else, this is about boy's liking other boys. Kissing, hugging, all that fluffy stuff. I dunno. if I'm bored I might write a lemon... .
Paring: ShuXYuki
Never Ever
Hearing the endless splattering of rain hitting hard ground, he slowly made his way down the fogged roads of gray and white. It all seemed so depressing this time of season..
Pushing though the multitude of people walking though the streets, all he wanted was to get to the damn studio on time. He'd been late every day this week and it had been making his band mates quite frustrated. He couldn't help it if he liked sleep..
Still it was better then the empty apartment he called a home. Save his pet cat Mao, he was very lonely. He hadn't lived or dated with anyone since that day... Hiro had offered to be his roommate, but he just didn't want to get close to anyone right now. Even if it had been long ago, five years to be exact, he still found it difficult to really get too close.
Closing his eye's, memories drifted slowly back to him. He could recall laughing in the dark, about a silly joke his lover had made long ago. He never joked... it was nice. He remembered breakfast one morning, and a nice conversation lighting up the room after he'd returned from his shower..
The sweet sent of him... he could never forget that sent. He smelled of something different.. possibly fresh sun dried laundry. He would often creep his way into Yuki's bed just to curl up next to the blond novelist, in taking that beautiful sent..
Five years... he thought. Though the breakup was mutual, he couldn't help but regret his decision just a little. They had parted way's for the sake of both careers, both deciding a relationship between a busy pop star and a over worked novelist would never leave them enough time together. And so they went their separate ways, Yuki to New York, Shuichi to stay here and keep up his thriving success.
Still.. those memories haunted him. He knew he still loved the novelist very much, and he knew letting him leave was the most regretful thing he'd ever done...
Well. That was then, and this is now. He'd moved on with his life, since then. The two haven't spoken at all really, and lord knot's Tohma was ecstatic to find the two had broken off their relationship. Shuichi figured Yuki was married by now, probably forgotten all about him. Why couldn't he just move on..
-------
Hiro could hear it. He knew it was there. As his best friend sang, he could almost feel the impact of emotion the redhead threw out of his lungs. It was something of sadness and regret, though something that was singing as if someone particular were right there, hearing the performance personally.
He knew who he was singing to, even if he would never admit it.
Suguru, K and Sakano sat quietly as the young singer finished the last track, Hiro slowly brining down the knob for the second sound down slowly. The On Air sign flickered off, and Shuichi emerged from the studio door with a happy smile. "That's all of them!" He chirped, waving a hand to Suguru for the bottle of water that sat next to him.
The clean cut boy threw the bottled water at him, while K stood up patting Shuichi on the back. "Good job! Very good!" He laughed and raised a fist. "I have good news!" He finally said. Hiro and Suguru looked up at their blond psycho of a manager, blinking a few times. Shuichi took a sip carefully, eyeing him.
"We are going on tour in two weeks!" he cried, holding up seven fingers to show what he was saying.
Shuichi blinked a few times, his smile growing impossibly wide. "We... really!? Where? Why? When?!" K laughed happily, patting him on the back again. "Yes! Europe! Because you're going world wide! In two weeks I said!"
Shuichi almost pounced K right then and there, if not for Hiro grabbing him in a small jig of a dance. "On tour! This is great!" He couldn't believe it! This was what they've been waiting for! Just then Sakano popped in from behind K, smiling and waving a hand to get their attention. "Now now. Don't get too excited just yet. Starting today you need you're rest, so we're giving you a week's vacation until we prepare for tour. Don't waste it. You'll be gone for at least a few months, so make sure you make all necessary arrangements."
Suguru laughed a little, folding his arms and shaking his head. "Thank you, but you know you need to relax too Sakano-san. Listen to you!" Hiro lightly elbowed Suguru in the side, laughing as well. "Look who's talking! You act twice you're age!" Suguru eyed the guitarist in a silent warning, though the bouncing Shuichi failed to see it. "Suguru-kun is an old man! Old man!" he laughed, pointing a finger at the now twitching synthesis.
All that could be heard from the small room after that was a wave of yelling and cursing from the 'old man'.
Sakano heaved a long sigh, while K just stood smiling at his own triumph and Hiro tried desperately to keep Suguru from strangling the redhead.
This just wasn't professional...
-------
Shuichi opened the door to his apartment in a joyful daze. Taking his shoes off at the door, he pulled his brown leather coat off and hung it lightly on the coat rack beside the entrance. He smiled a little to himself as he made his way deeper inside the small apartment. A real tour! They were becoming popular world wide, not just national. This was almost like a dream.
"Mao, I'm home! Maaaaaao!" He chirped and hiked his knapsack higher on his shoulder. The rain had cleared up as well which put him in an even happier mood, though just when the sun was going down.
He smiled a little as a small orange ball of fluff waddled it's way towards the younger singer. "There you are!" He laughed and picked her up gently in his arms, petting the fat fur ball as it started to purr happily. "You're spoiled you know that?" He put her back down giving her a small scratch behind the ear before setting down his knapsack by the coffee table, making a seat on the carpet floor comfortably.
Digging into his knapsack, he pulled out various envelopes from the inside, looking them over in something of an uninterested. "Bills... bills... more bills. Geeze.. well it's better that the fan mail is sent to the studio and not here, right Mao?" The small cat ignored him, laying lazily on the couch, her tail slowly wagging now and then. "Well! Excuse ME you're highness!" he laughed a little as he threw the envelopes on the table. He quirked in eyebrow though, when he saw a letter that wasn't with the batch. "What's this?"
Slowly reaching out to pick up the offending blue envelope, he smoothed his hands over it carefully. "No name? Where did this come from..." Turning it over in his hand, he noticed very small writing on the back in the corner 'To Shuichi'.
Blinking curiously, he opened the envelope, gently pulling out the contents of paper. Unfolding the single sheet, he read carefully. 'Dear Shuichi, I stand here pondering you're day's as many as they had been away. I sit over the lake, wondering how beautiful you must have become over the years. I step along the sidewalks, thinking of you.
Dear Shuichi. In seven days you will return to me what you have stolen. In seven days, you will receive one gift, as a reminder of what you have stolen.
Yours Truly, A Secret Admirer.'
Shuichi couldn't help but ogle the letter. What has he stolen? He didn't remember stealing anything.. "Seven days..." he whispered, folding the letter over and pushing it back inside it's envelope. "It's probably just some stupid joke."
He threw the letter, with the bills inside the trash can by the couch. He chuckled a little at how stupid he was to take that letter seriously. He pat his hands together, smiling happily as Mao got up to waddle over to her owner. Giggling at the furry in his arms, the man made his way to the bedroom to retire for the night. Though one thing played on his mind....
How did that letter get on the coffee table?
(I'll continue this if I have a reason to. So go ahead and throw comments at me.)
Author's Notes: Alright.. frankly? I'm utterly horrible at writing stories that contain other people's characters. Ruinic KeyS was never that difficult to start . But this is my first fanfic I wrote by myself, that had to do with some other series that wasn't my own. I would appreciate comments, though I'm not to sure I'm any good at this stuff... *sighs and goes back to drawing*
BTW: Last time I posted something with a title someone else used (Among 70 other people, it was an often used title) they bitched to high heaven. If I happened to do that again, leave me alone. Other people use titles alike if it hadn't crossed their minds.
