Mizu: First Crossover! Yay! I hope that this one comes out okay! I've been hooked on both series for so long that this idea just would not leave me alone. I hope you guys like it!

Just Coincidence?

Chapter one- My Cousin's Fight

"I-I hate you, Yuki!" one Shindou Shuichi shouted at his lover outside of NG records front doors.

"What Mr. Novelist do this time?" Shuichi's closest friend, Hiro, questioned the bored looking, gun happy manager, Mr. K.

"Don't know. Yuki just showed up here like usual to pick him up and Shindo just started to go off at him," K sighed.

"Shut up already, brat," Yuki sighed, opening the passenger side door, "Hurry up and get in so we can go home."

"No!" Shuichi cried, flinging his bag at the blonde man, "I'm not going with you!"

With that, the pink haired vocalist sprinted down the street. He never paused to make sure that the road was clear when he raced across the four lanes. Sighing, Yuki just got back in his car and got ready to head home.

"Hey, aren't you going after him?" Hiro asked, slightly irritated by the situation.

"Why? The brat will be back at home sooner or later," Yuki stated before driving off.

"That man needs to learn that even Shuichi has a limit to how many times he can forgive someone," Hiro sighed.

"What do you mean?" K questioned.

"I mean," Hiro stated, pointing the direction Shuichi ran off, "he's running the wrong way to be going to either his place or mine. I actually think that he's had enough and is running away from Yuki this time."

"…crap," K cursed, "I'll go tell Suguru that it'll just be instrumental practice for a while cause those two idiots are having another lover's quarrel."

Hiro stood outside for a few more moments staring off in the direction that Shuichi ran off in, 'Where could he be going? Other than the band, Nittle Grasper, and Yuki, Shuichi doesn't know anyone in the city. So where's he gonna hide?'

"Just up already, I'm coming!" a very ticked off Usami Akihiko growled at the ringing door bell, "That had better not be you, Haruhiko!"

Akihiro quickly reached the video intercom and hit the button that would allow him to see who was there. Unfortunately for the sleep deprived writer, it didn't look like there was anyone.

"What the-" he started to curse.

"Aki?" a timid male voice sounded from it's hiding place.

"…Who's there?" Akihiko scowled, trying to see the hiding person.

"It's me," the male said, stepping into view.

Akihiko nearly fell backwards upon seeing the bright pink hair and teary eyes, "Sh-Shuichi!"

"C-Can I crash here tonight? My…roommate and I had a fight I don't want to stay at my place tonight cause of it," Shuichi whimpered.

"I-I don't know," Akihiko stated, trying to figure out why he never minded Shuichi over at his place, "I have a partner now so I don't think he'd be too happy with you staying here."

'Yeah right,' Akihiko thought, 'Misaki probably couldn't care less.'

"Partner?" Shuichi repeated.

"Actually, a lover," Akihiko added, remembering he was dealing with an innocent mind, "He's actually about your age now that I think about it."

"I see…" Shuichi muttered.

"Shuichi…" Akihiro sighed.

"Please Aki…I don't have anywhere else to go," Shuichi cried.

Akihiko bit his lip. This was defiantly not what he had expected when he came down stairs, "Alright, you can stay the night. Just try not to burden Misaki with anything."

Shuichi's face suddenly brightened up, "Th-Thank you, Aki! I won't be a burden! Promise!"

"I know," Akihiko sighed, opening the door to the young vocalist.

The pink haired man sprung forward and wrapped himself around the novelist's waist. The stunned Usami just stared down at the younger man. What exactly happened to him? Sure, he had seen the vocalist at his utmost worst but even then the kid never turned to anyone, especially Akihiko, with his problems. He tried to never cry around any people who truly knew him, leaving him with a very limited amount of people that would hear him out. Those that he did confide in had to spend a lot of time with him and even then he had a hard time opening up to them.

Slowly, Akihiko gently place one of his large hands on Shuichi's head as he returned the said man's embrace, 'I guess I'll just wait till he decides to tell me, too.'

"Who are you?" Yuki growled as he walked up to the door to his apartment, only to see a man of no more than twenty-one.

"Huh? Oh! You must be Yuki-san," the man at his apartment door said, "My name's Takahashi Misaki. I'm from your editor's office. They sent me to come pick up your manuscript."

"Right," Yuki sighed as he opened the door, "It's in my study. Stay in the kitchen while I go get it."

"A-Alright," the man stuttered.

Yuki stomped off towards his study so he could retrieve the damn manuscript that he rushed to finish. It wasn't cause he was late for his deadline. No, it was so he could get the damn brat off of his case for not having time to spend with him. Smirking, Yuki quickly grabbed the manuscript off of his desk. The brat wouldn't ever complain about that again after spending a weekend with a completely free Yuki Eiri.

As he left his study, Yuki flinched a little. He was expecting the usual glomp of his pink-haired lover that he always received the second that he left his study. When it didn't come, the blonde man had to admit it felt a little weird without it. He was about to question where the brat was when he remember that afternoon's events.

"I-I hate you, Yuki!"

'He didn't mean those words. He never does,' Yuki thought to himself as he slowly walked into the kitchen, 'The brat's just upset at something again.'

"You're an amazing man, you know that Yuki-san?" Misaki said as the writer slowly walked into the room.

"What are you talking about?" Yuki scoffed.

"This," Misaki said, pointing at a very colorfully marked calendar, "How do you find time for writing?"

"What?" Yuki sighed, walking closer to the calendar. The novelist froze when he noticed what was written on one of the days.

"See?" Misaki said, laughing a bit happily, "Dinner date to celebrate Yuki's award. Dance Night, gift to Shuichi for finishing a new song on time! Bad Luck Concert. Bad Luck Concert. Shuichi's 22nd Birthday! Bad Luck Autograph Signing. Bad Luck Press Conference. Yuki's Book Signing. Bad Luck Album release, date with Yuki afterwards. FIRST ANNIVERSARY!"

Misaki turned to face the writer, "You must really like Bad Luck or at least your lover must. I must admit that I'm a huge fan of theirs too. Oh! And congrats for you 1st anniversary. That's why you must have tried to finish your book ahead of schedule. You seem to be an extremely busy man."

"…crap," Yuki groaned, running a hand through his golden hair, "That's why the brat was so upset."

"What?" Misaki questioned, biting his tongue when he spotted Yuki glaring at the calendar.

"That was two days ago. No wonder he was so emotional today," Yuki stated, "Well, more than usual."

"Two days?" Misaki repeated, looking back towards the calendar, "Two days ago was the one marked 1st anniversary…Wait! Don't tell me you forgot you anniversary because you were too busy trying to finish you manuscript early!"

"Better go out and find something to give him so he'll come back. It be troublesome if that brat ends up in the hospital cause he's freaking out about something so trivial," Yuki thought out loud, "Maybe I can borrow some of those ridiculous BL books that that idiot Usami writes."

"U-Usami? Do you mean Usami Akihiko?" Misaki asked, afraid of the answer.

"Yeah, the idiot rabbit who enjoys using people as writing subjects," Yuki growled.

"Um…He's my lov-l-landlord," Misaki stuttered.

"Lov-landlord?" Yuki said suspiciously, "Whatever. Just go get in the car. You're going to show me where that damn rabbit is hiding."

'What the hell?' Misaki thought as he was dragged out of the apartment, 'Why does this always happen to me?'

"I-I'm home!" Misaki announced as he walked into his shared home.

'Usagi-san is going to kill me for letting Yuki-san in!' Misaki shouted inside his mind.

"You're back early," Akihiko stated, looking up from the couch.

"W-well you see-" Misaki tried to explain.

"I drove him home," Yuki said, stepping into view of the fellow writer, "Usami."

"Eiri?" Akihiko questioned in disbelief, "My, it's been too long, dear friend."

"Shut it," Yuki growled, "I only came here for a favor."

"Come. Sit down," Akihiko said, gesturing to the opposite facing couch, "Misaki, can you make us some tea?"

"S-sure," Misaki said as he walked into the adjoining kitchen.

'What the heck? Usagi-san never lets anyone into here so easily!' Misaki thought.

Akihiko suddenly shot up from the couch and turned to face Misaki, pointing at the boy dramatically.

"Do not run any water!" he shouted.

"W-What?" Misaki gasped.

"Don't run any water," Akihiko repeated as he sat back down.

"Then how do you want me to make tea if I don't have any water!" Misaki snapped.

"Look in the fridge and bring us something from there," Akihiko sighed, bringing his attention to the blonde in front of him, "So what brings the famous Yuki Eiri to my home today?"

"…I need some of those damnable BL books," Yuki sighed in defeat.

"…" Akihiko gaped, "Wh-What?"

"I forgot about my first anniversary with my lover so I have to try and find something to make it up to him," Yuki stated, glaring at the other novelist.

"Him?" Akihiko repeated, "Wait, you're seeing a guy?"

"Yeah," Yuki scoffed, "What of it?"

"N-Nothing," Akihiko said, scratching his head, "I just never pictured you with anyone but a woman with a huge rack."

"Are you going to let me borrow some of those disgusting books or not?" Yuki snapped.

"Well, if you keep insulting my work, then no," Akihiko sighed.

Misaki had been watching the scene unfold from the kitchen. Completely forgetting Akihiko's earlier warning, the younger man turned on the water in the kitchen. He realized his mistake one second too late.

"AAAHHH!" A high falsetto male voice screamed from the upstairs bathroom, "HOLY BLOODY CRUD!"

There was a loud crash, shuffling of clothes, several rather loud bangs, and then hurried wet footsteps before Misaki realized what was going on. Akihiko told him not to turn on the water cause there was someone taking a shower. Misaki forgot and gave the visitor a shock. Said visitor was probably pissed off and coming to shout at them. The boy's mind suddenly went into reverse and focused on one thought. The was someone taking a shower. Someone he didn't' know.

"AKI! What's your problem?" an angry voice shouted from the top of the stairs.

Misaki's mouth fell open at the sight before him. Shindou Shuichi was racing down their stairs with nothing on but a pink towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was dripping wet with remnants of shampoo in his pink locks. The pop-star's eyes formed a glare as he stomped over to his Usagi-san.

"What the hell was that for you bastard, Aki!" Shuichi snapped at the novelist, "I was still in the middle of my shower, you know!"

"Sh-Shuichi?" Yuki snapped.

Once he heard Shuichi's intial scream, all thought process stopped in his brain. He couldn't believe that his Shuichi was at Usami Akihiko's apartment, let alone in his shower! Then, when he came rushing down the stairs in nothing but that towel, the man thought that he had to be stuck in some sort of nightmare. There was no way that Shuichi would cheat on him.

"Y-Yuki?" Shuichi gasped, almost letting go of the towel.

"What are you doing here?" they both snapped, "Me? I asked you!"

"Shuichi, you know Eiri?" Akihiko asked, not believing this was happening.

"Y-yeah…he's my ro-" Shuichi started to say.

"He's mine, you got that, you perverted rabbit!" Yuki shouted at the man, grabbing Shuichi's arm, "Let's go, brat!"

"No!" Shuichi snapped, ripping his arm from Yuki's grasp, "So only when another person tries to take me, I'm yours! That's not how it works Yuki!"

"What are you two talking about?" Akihiko demanded as Misaki walked into the room, "What does he mean that you're his, Shuichi?"

"Yuki's my-"

"And what about you brat?" Yuki snapped at the pink haired man, "Why is it with him that you aren't proclaiming loudly, proudly, and happily that I'm your lover!"

"Lover?" Akihiko gasped, "Is that true, Shuichi?"

Shuichi shrugged, "I don't know anymore, Aki."

Akihiko sighed and sat back down.

"Usagi-san," Misaki said, looking back and forth between the men, "Why is Shindou-san in our home?"

"Cause he's my cousin," Akihiko sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"What?" Yuki and Misaki gasped.

"Happy?" Shuichi snapped at the blonde, "How could you even think that I'd cheat on you, Yuki?"

"Well, when you run off like you did, what do you expect me to think when I see you naked in another man's home!" Yuki shouted back.

"Well, if I was, can you blame me?" Shuichi shouted, tears starting to fall from his eyes again, "You forgot about all your promises this month! You didn't' take me on any of out dates! You didn't come to one of my concerts! At least I was there for you when you had your book signing! I stood there and did nothing for nine hours watching you sign autographs to women who were clearly trying to flirt with you! Then you completely forget my birthday!

I was going to forgive you for all of those things though! I knew that you were busy with that damn book of yours! So I did my best to keep quiet. I did so cause I thought that there wasn't anyway in this whole wide world that you'd forget our anniversary! But you did! You did Yuki!"

By time he finished his rant, tears were racing down both of Shuichi's cheeks. His voice had was echoing throughout the entire building. The only thing Yuki did during all of this was stare at the crying pop star.

"I've had enough of being second to your damn books! When you decide that I'm more important than they are, you can find me right here!" Shuichi screamed at the man, shoving the man out the door, forgetting about his towel, then slamming the door on the stunned blonde.

"Um…Shuichi?" Akihiko spoke up.

"What?" Shuichi shouted at his cousin.

"Towel," Akihiko said, casually pointing down at the lost cloth.

Shuichi let out a frustrated growl as he quickly retrieved the pink cloth and rushed off to finish his shower.

"The kid still hasn't grown up any," Akihiko sighed, lighting a cigarette.

"Is it really okay to let this happen to them?" Misaki questioned his lover.

"Yeah," Akihiko stated, "Both of them are too stubborn to give up on each other. Shuichi will probably just wait here until Eiri comes back, which the man will eventually do. Though I was surprised about one thing."

"What's that?" Misaki asked, plopping down next to his lover.

"The fact that Shuichi has a lover," Akihiko said, staring out the window, "I didn't think that he'd ever get over her…"

Mizu: What do you guys think? I think I'm over doing how those two would fight but I'm liking my idea for a plot. Tell me what you guys think! Reviews and suggestions are very much welcomed and enjoyed!

Shuichi: *pouting in the corner*

Misaki: What's up with him?

Mizu: He's just mad cause I made him fight with his precious Yuki.

Misaki: Ah. Can't really blame him though.

Mizu: I suppose not. Anyways, that's it for now. Ciao for now!