Another day has calmed down in Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo, Japan. The vast sky was clear and caliginous as the auroral and pellucid sun vanished behind the horizon. The use to be effulgent sky is now crepuscular. A few scattered stars across the vast sky scintillated and glimmered.

In the studio N.G Recording Company, Nittle Grasper had band practice. Their most popular song "Sleepless Beauty" reverberated all throughout the whole studio. All the employees eavesdropped on their rehearsal, piling up in front of the front door, listening carefully. The young dark haired lead singer closed his eyes as both of his hands rested on the microphone stand. He tapped his foot to the beat of beginning of the song. He pulled the microphone from the stand just as soon as he started singing the lyrics. His face wore a serious expression as his lips emitted the beautiful melody. His voice reached every note as his foot kept tapping to the beat of the music. His body moved around in perfect sync of the music. His smooth, calm and serious demeanor went perfect with song he sang. Sweat glistened off his face as he kept dancing around, the lights above the stage blazing down on him, but the singer didn't let that bother him. The expression on his face didn't change, even when his body temperature went up. He followed along the beat his other members played perfectly, amalgamating his angelic singing voice with their lovely notes of their instruments, creating an exquisite melody. Ryuichi Sakuma was definitely a vocal "god". Ending the song, his voice faded into a softer and quieter tone. His body stood still, holding the microphone stand after placing the microphone back in it. His head slowly dropped down, staying silent for a few seconds after the song stopped playing, the claps and cheers was heard coming from outside their door. A small smile graced his thin lips as he lifted up his head, grinning widely at his unsuspected audience. His serious demeanor changed quickly into that of a child-like one.

"How did I do?" He asked excitedly as he jumped off the stage.

"You did wonderful Ryuichi-san! You never fail to amaze me." Said one of the recorders behind the booth.

"You were sparkly." Said different recorder, his lips smiling widely as he used Ryuichi's own term.

Ryuichi jumped into the air up and down eagerly.

"Yay, I was sparkly!" He cheered for himself.

"Can Ryuichi go have fun now?" He asked tilting his head to the side, red flushed on his cheek, smiling cutely at his recorders and his other members.

"Yes, Ryuichi-san, we are done for the day. You are free to go." Tohma told him.

Ryuichi jumped up and down again.

"Yay", he cheered again, before running out of the studio excitedly.

"Don't forget to take your medicine!" He tried to remind him, but it was too late. Ryuichi was already out of the studio and running down the sidewalks. He heaved a huge sigh, before helping the other organize the studio room.

"I just hope he doesn't cause trouble for anyone." He whispered to himself.

Before Ryuichi exited the studio, he had to disguise himself so he wouldn't be bombarded with his fans. He used the usual disguise, so he wouldn't look too inconspicuous. He adjusted his blue baseball cap with the words "BAD" sewed onto the front with yellow letters, so that it covered his forehead and some of his dark hair. He pushed up his sunglasses to the bridge of his nose. He zipped up his jacket to cover his casual clothing and ran outside.

As he walked amongst the sidewalk, all of a sudden his head rammed into someone else's and he was pushed on his back. He groaned in a child-like manner and adjusted his cap. He stood back up on his feet and adjusted his coat and sunglasses, making sure his identity weren't blown. He rubbed his head through his cap, trying to soothe the aching and ringing sensations going on in his head. He heard an "O-ow…s-sorry..." coming from the person he slammed into. He mumbled back "I-it's alright", but he snapped his head back up when he thought the sound of the voice seemed familiar. His eyes went back to normal and he could see it was his good friend Shuichi Shindou.

"Shu-chan!" He greeted the leader of the rival band Bad Luck as he embraced his body in a tight hug.

"R-Ryuichi-san?" He asked, shocked and nervous by the sudden hug.

"It's great to see ya, o' buddy, o' pal!" He said as he nuzzled his face in Shuichi's chest.

Shuichi's face blushed a bit as he hugged his friend and idol back. Ryuichi parted from his friend's embrace and stared at his face in disbelief. He grazed the bruise on Shuichi's milky skin, causing him to flinch slightly to his warm touch and to the soreness of his wound.

"What happened to your beautiful face, Shu-chan?" Ryuichi asked worriedly.

Shuichi blushed at being called "beautiful" by his idol and grabbed his hand, holding it away from his cheek.

"A-uhm, Yuki and I got into an argument." He explained.

"He hits you?"

"N-no, it was in the heat of the moment." He lied.

Ryuichi could tell he was lying, so raised his brow. Shuichi adverted his eyes to the ground.

"S-so, u-uhm, how about we go out for some drinks?" Shuichi asked him, trying to change the subject.

Ryuichi knew Shuichi was trying to do, but he shrugged it off and nodded his head. He entwined his fingers with Shuichi's and tightly held onto his hand.

"Of course, let's go! I know the perfect place!" He told him, dragging him away to his favorite bar in town, causing him to gasp at being pulled, but chuckled lightly.

Ryuichi led him to an expensive bar in Tokyo called "Aragawa". Shuichi looked around the bar eyes sparkling with amazement. He immediately sat in the chair and twirled around.

"This place is so amazing and beautiful!" He smiled cutely towards Ryuichi, before sitting up straight, trying to look normal as he caught people staring at him with an odd expression on their face.

"I go to this bar all the time with Tohma and Nuriko." He said as he sat next to Shuichi.

He looked up at the waiter and said "A couple of your special drinks please" in a professional way. The bartender smiled warmly and nodded his head, walking away to go make their drinks.

Shuichi looked around again, crossing one leg over the other, a wide smile on his lips.

"This is so cool!"

Ryuichi grinned widely at his rock star friend and told him "I'm glad you like it".

The bartender comes back with their drinks and hands them each a glass, before walking away to clean up his dishes. Ryuichi drinks from his glass, chugging it and sighing happily as he finished it immediately.

"Practice was awesome today. I feel like I am really getting into the music, especially "Sleepless Beauty"".

Shuichi watched him for a moment, before slowly drinking from his own glass, taking a bit longer to finish his drink. He hiccupped slightly, before giggling.

"Your music is amazing and so is your voice! You're like a god to me! You're my idol! I can't help, but be filled with all kinds of emotions when I listen to your music."

Ryuichi laughed slightly as he ordered two more of the same drinks.

"That means I'm doing my job as a singer. I want to feel the music as I sing it and I want my audience to know the story I'm singing and feel the same emotions I'm feeling as I act out the music."

"That's why I love you and your band."

"I love your band too Shu-chan. Speaking of which, how is that coming along?" He asked, drinking his next drink, more slowly than the last one.

Shuichi was beginning to get a tad bit tipsy as he drank his second glass.

"It's going great! I finally finished the lyrics to the song, so we actually got to rehearse it!" He replied, finishing his second drink.

Ryuichi orders two more drinks and stares ahead of him, his vision starting to haze.

"So, what were you and Yuki-chan fighting about?" He asked curiously, making Shuichi let out a disappointed sigh.

"Oh the same thing, how I'm being a nuisance to him and that he wished I would stop coming over his house."

"He's such a jerk." Ryuichi spat, pursing his lips into a pout.

"I still love Yuki-chan none the less, so I'm okay with it." He said and he chugged the third glass.

"If you were with me, I would have treated you more kindly, like you were a goddess on a pedestal." Ryuichi told him, chugging his glass of alcohol, causing Shuichi to giggle drunkly.

"You're so sweet Ryuichi-san! Sometimes I wish I were with you! I know I would be better off, but for some reason Yuki is like a magnetic, who is always drawing me towards him. I can't seem to get away from him."

"That's too bad. Can we have another?" Ryuichi asked the bartender drunkly.

The bartender chuckled and nodded his head, leaving the two friends alone, once again, but coming back soon after with their fourth glass of the special hard liquor.

"This is your last one. I don't want you two running around at night too drunk. That's too dangerous. I'll go get your bill." He said leaving again.

"The bartender's nice…" Shuichi said as he stared at his glass, his vision blurred and doubled.

"Yeah, he is. I like him. We have become good friends."

"That's what I like about you Ryuichi-san. You can make friends wherever you go. I'm kinda envious." Shuichi said, playing with the glass, before chugging it all down in one gulp.

"Don't worry about that, Shu-chan. You're friends with me now. That automatically makes my friends yours too." Ryuichi told him, chugging his drink in one gulp also.

"Here you, go. Make it back home safely you two." The bartender said he slid the bill to Ryuichi and walked away.

"W-we… c-could… g-go… to m-my… place to w-watch… some m-movies…" Shuichi hiccupped drunkly.

Ryuichi couldn't respond, so he just nodded his head. He hiccupped drunkly also and slowly reached into his pants pocket and takes out some money and slammed it on the counter, startling Shuichi, making him jump a bit in surprise. He made sure it was the right amount, before standing up slowly, his body wobbly. He held onto the counter for balance, his vision getting hazier. Shuichi leaned against him, wrapping his arms around Ryuichi's shoulders, trying to keep him and himself balanced. He slowly walked out of the bar, still holding onto Ryuichi, leading him to his house. Luckily, he knew where he was and that it was only a block.

Soon reaching the door, Shuichi reached into pockets, missing his pocket a couple of times, since his vision was doubled and fished out his keys. He squinted his eyes trying to focus on the keyhole, making sure to get the key inside it. He turned his to the key, once it was in the hole and unlocked his door, widely. The both of them stumbled through the doorway. Shuichi slammed his door closed with his foot. Both Shuichi and Ryuichi held onto one another for support as they navigated their way down the halls, tripping on the step they carelessly missed. Shuichi fell first, his body twirling around, so that he landed on his back. He pulled Ryuichi on top of him, the both of them groaning in pain. Ryuichi had trapped Shuichi with both of his hands planted on both of his sides. Their nose touched as their warm breath hit each other's face. The both of them were drunk and drowsy, their faces red induced and inebriated from the alcohol.

I know it's starting off slow, but work with me. I promise I'll try to make it better it soon.