Don't Fret

by Skeletal Italian

Seguchi collapsed and Yuki's beating around the bush as to why. Shuichi's being hunted by the paparazzi again, this time for being engaged to Yuki! Will the excitement be too much for the couple, and why won't Yuki tell Shuichi the truth? Written for my brother-in-law. Rated M for abuse and rape. Please don't read if you are easily triggered.

1. Eiri Y

"Yuuuki! I'm hoooome!" I called out in the seemingly empty apartment, closing the door shut behind me and looking from side to side. Both rooms that I could see, the dining room and the kitchen empty but obviously someone was in them. I crooked my head curiously, noticing the two butt prints in the couch. One was OBVIOUSLY for Yuki's perfect ass and the other was almost...feminine.

I didn't even notice Seguchi's phone on the table.

"YUKI YOU BASTARD ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME COME OUT HERE RIGHT NOW YOU COWARD!" I blurted out; running towards his main floor study. Yuki poked his annoyed head out of the door and stared at me. "Be quiet or you'll wake our guest," came his annoyed response as he stepped out of the room. "And I'm not cheating on you, damn brat; Seguchi came over and collapsed on the table."

I felt like an idiot and teared up as I stared at Yuki. His cold eyes stared back at mine and he opened his mouth to speak when I cut him off with an apology and my arms around his shoulders. His face softened and he held me close; allowing me to nuzzle his neck sadly.

"Seguchi told me he tried to call your phone, Shuichi," Yuki said when we settled at the bar in the kitchen; Yuki getting himself a beer. I watch him quietly and he looked over at me. "He was in a panic when I told him you were out with Hiroshi and...what's that other brat's name? Fuckasaki?" he snarled coldly. "That's Fujisaki, you stupid bastard!" I snapped again. He rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Him. Seguchi was afraid the paparazzi would get you."

I blinked. "Why would they be chasing me? We haven't released a new CD or song or-ohh..." I breathed as my mind caught up. Yuki opened his beer and let out a soft smile. "Yeah..." he said softly.

Yuki and I were recently engaged. He had burst into the studio unannounced (to me, apparently) and seemed pissed off at me. I almost pissed myself until he caught down on his knee and proposed to me. I died and went to heaven... "Earth to fuckhole." Yuki said as he snapped his fingers. I blinked and blushed as he chuckled. "Hey Yuki?" I whispered. He glanced at me as he gulped his beer down. "What." "...I love you!"