Shuichi walked down the street with his sunglasses on. He had learned
the hard way to keep his sunglasses on now.
He had his headphones on, and was listening to Bad Lucks' new C.D., Gravity. He hummed along softly with Rage Beat while
pushing the door open to his apartment. It was lonely, without Yuki to scold him. Shuichi opened the door and pulled the
paper out that was in his pocket. He looked at the lyrics. He had seen Yuki about them, in America. The words that Yuki
had said drifted back into his mind.
"Zero." He said looking at the lyrics. "You have zero talent." He said, his gray eyes soft for once. He looked at
Shiuchi and smiled.
Shuichi shook his head. He had also preformed them the night before for the first time right after Yuki's words.
Ryuichi had been pleased to see Shuichi show up. Sakuma Ryuichi, of Nittle Grasper. Shuichi was one of his biggest fans.
They were friends and rivals at the same time. But he couldn't thank Ryuichi enough for singing at the concert while he was
flying back in the fighter jet that Bad Lucks Manager, K, had sent for him.
"Shiuchii!" A voice called behind him. He turned and was tackled by Ryuichi.
"Sakuma..?" He started to say.
"Shiuchi pika!!!" He said hugging him. His blue childish eyes gleaming. Shuichi started to gasp.
"Can't...breath..." He said. Ryuichi let go. Shuichi rubbed his neck and looked at Ryuichi. "It never would have
worked if it hadn't been for you, Ryuichi-san." Shuichi said smiling.
"That was song." Ryuichi said, his childish eyes said changing to a normal stare. They glistened with a powerful
intensity. He then jumped up and ran into the living room. The drawing he drew the night before was still on the floor. It
was that of him singing. Shuichi smiled at it. Ryuichi went and grabbed some crayons and started to color it in more.
"Pika pika pika..." He kept saying. Shiuchi grabbed a crayon and started to color in the hair.
"I leave for a little while and already your defiling my house?" A voice said at the doorway. Shuichi froze. His
eyes grew wide. He knew that voice...
"Yuki...?" He said. He turned his head. A man 6"0 with blond hair and gray eyes stood at the door. He had a suitcase
in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth. Shiuchi stood. He dropped the crayons. Ryuichi watched while sitting on the
ground in the middle of his drawing. Shuichi stared at Yuki, and Yuki stared back. Shuichi jumped on Yuki and hugged him.
Yuki stared at the boy hanging around his neck.
"Yuki!! You came back!" Shuichi said crying. Yuki looked up at Ryuichi.
"Hello Yuki!" Ryuichi said waving. Yuki looked back at Shuichi.
"Was he helping you color?" He asked Shiuchi. Yuki put a hand on his head. Shuichi looked up. Yuki looked at
him.
"Yeah." Shuichi said. He looked back at Ryuichi. Ryuichi was still sitting down smiling on the floor. Yuki looked
at Shuichi. He reached behind his neck and pried Shuichi's fingers open. Shuichi dropped to the floor with a thump.
"Well, you two can clean it up." He said. Shuichi stared after him while he walked into his study and closed the doors.
"Y..yuki..." He said. He fell backwards and looked at Ryuichi. Ryuichi had on a pink apron and a matching pink bandana.
"Clean clean cleeeannn!!" He said dropping a bucket on Shuichi's head.
"Oooww..." He said taking the bucket off. Ryuichi was scrubbing at the floor singing Shining Collection. Shuichi
grabbed a rag from inside the bucket and started to help. 'Well... it's good to know your back, Yuki.' He thought smiling.
He had his headphones on, and was listening to Bad Lucks' new C.D., Gravity. He hummed along softly with Rage Beat while
pushing the door open to his apartment. It was lonely, without Yuki to scold him. Shuichi opened the door and pulled the
paper out that was in his pocket. He looked at the lyrics. He had seen Yuki about them, in America. The words that Yuki
had said drifted back into his mind.
"Zero." He said looking at the lyrics. "You have zero talent." He said, his gray eyes soft for once. He looked at
Shiuchi and smiled.
Shuichi shook his head. He had also preformed them the night before for the first time right after Yuki's words.
Ryuichi had been pleased to see Shuichi show up. Sakuma Ryuichi, of Nittle Grasper. Shuichi was one of his biggest fans.
They were friends and rivals at the same time. But he couldn't thank Ryuichi enough for singing at the concert while he was
flying back in the fighter jet that Bad Lucks Manager, K, had sent for him.
"Shiuchii!" A voice called behind him. He turned and was tackled by Ryuichi.
"Sakuma..?" He started to say.
"Shiuchi pika!!!" He said hugging him. His blue childish eyes gleaming. Shuichi started to gasp.
"Can't...breath..." He said. Ryuichi let go. Shuichi rubbed his neck and looked at Ryuichi. "It never would have
worked if it hadn't been for you, Ryuichi-san." Shuichi said smiling.
"That was song." Ryuichi said, his childish eyes said changing to a normal stare. They glistened with a powerful
intensity. He then jumped up and ran into the living room. The drawing he drew the night before was still on the floor. It
was that of him singing. Shuichi smiled at it. Ryuichi went and grabbed some crayons and started to color it in more.
"Pika pika pika..." He kept saying. Shiuchi grabbed a crayon and started to color in the hair.
"I leave for a little while and already your defiling my house?" A voice said at the doorway. Shuichi froze. His
eyes grew wide. He knew that voice...
"Yuki...?" He said. He turned his head. A man 6"0 with blond hair and gray eyes stood at the door. He had a suitcase
in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth. Shiuchi stood. He dropped the crayons. Ryuichi watched while sitting on the
ground in the middle of his drawing. Shuichi stared at Yuki, and Yuki stared back. Shuichi jumped on Yuki and hugged him.
Yuki stared at the boy hanging around his neck.
"Yuki!! You came back!" Shuichi said crying. Yuki looked up at Ryuichi.
"Hello Yuki!" Ryuichi said waving. Yuki looked back at Shuichi.
"Was he helping you color?" He asked Shiuchi. Yuki put a hand on his head. Shuichi looked up. Yuki looked at
him.
"Yeah." Shuichi said. He looked back at Ryuichi. Ryuichi was still sitting down smiling on the floor. Yuki looked
at Shuichi. He reached behind his neck and pried Shuichi's fingers open. Shuichi dropped to the floor with a thump.
"Well, you two can clean it up." He said. Shuichi stared after him while he walked into his study and closed the doors.
"Y..yuki..." He said. He fell backwards and looked at Ryuichi. Ryuichi had on a pink apron and a matching pink bandana.
"Clean clean cleeeannn!!" He said dropping a bucket on Shuichi's head.
"Oooww..." He said taking the bucket off. Ryuichi was scrubbing at the floor singing Shining Collection. Shuichi
grabbed a rag from inside the bucket and started to help. 'Well... it's good to know your back, Yuki.' He thought smiling.