Ordinary Day

Just a day,
just an ordinary day,
just trying to get by.

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The day it all began was like any other day.

I remember the weather then was cold.

And the sky was coloured gray.

It all started about two months ago. It was still early in the month, so it wasn't snowing.

At least, not yet.

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"Please, Shuichi!" Tatsuha begged as he followed Bad Luck's vocalist around his brother's apartment on his knees. "Ask him for me, I'm begging you!"

Shuichi looked up from his lyrics and gave the boy an amused glance.

"For the five hundred and fifty-seventh time, Tatsuha, I will!" he answered, laughing; something few people could continue doing after endless begging and countless repeats of a question.

Yuki came into the room.

"Will you two shut up already?" he asked, his eyes narrowed in barely-concealed anger. "You're giving me a bloody headache."

"Oh, but Yuki, look at Tatsuha!" Shuichi said hugging his lover tightly. "He's so obsessed it's cute!"

"About as cute as an editor who wants me to get work done before my deadline." Yuki said, swapping the boy with his free hand.

As Shuichi tilted his head to one side, trying to see if Tatsuha looked any more like Yuki's description from a different angle, the older man unlatched himself from the boy.

"When are you to freeloaders going to get a life?"

"Aww, Yuki. You didn't mean that." Shuichi purred.

Yuki shook his head, as though thinking 'why the hell do I put up with you guys?' before heading back to his room.

Shuichi made a great leap for the writer but he had already closed the door behind him and locked it. Not that locked doors would ever stop him. He normally went right through it.

"Yukiiiiiiiiii!"

--

Sakuma Ryuichi ducked past a crowd of fans as he made his way to his car. Why in the world the taxi have to wait for him amidst the crowd, Ryuichi had no idea.

He plastered a fake smile onto his face. If they were going to take close-ups of him, he should at least look good.

"Um, Tohma, it's pretty noisy over here. I can't hear you." Ryuichi said, cupping his hands around the cell phone so he could hear better.

Stupid headache. He thought rubbing his head. Man, where was K when you needed him? Well, of course, K wasn't Ryuichi's manager anymore, but he could still help. Right?

And the headaches really weren't helping at all. He strained his ears to hear Tohma's voice as he ignored the sounds and people around him.

"Are you serious, Tohma? We're getting-ah!" Ryuichi fell as he got pushed by some random fan girl onto a boy.

Aah.

"Are you alright? I'm so sorry!" Ryuichi exclaimed, climbing to his feet before helping the boy up.

Remind me never to perform without Tohma or Noriko ever again. He mentally told himself.

The boy just looked at him with wide eyes, not saying anything. Perhaps he was a diehard fan. Well, if Ryuichi's idol fell onto him he'd definitely be struck dumb. Not that Ryuichi could think of an idol.

Ryuichi waved at the boy and finally climbed into the car and closed the door behind him. He gave the taxi driver the name of the hotel and made himself comfortable in the passenger's seat.

Suddenly he froze.

Hadn't he been talking to Tohma mere seconds ago?

Ryuichi inspected his hands closely, as though the phone might have had vanished underneath the skin.

Then Ryuichi shrugged nonchalantly. The phone had only been a couple of days old. Besides, he never considered cell phones to be an essential part of his life anyway.

But then again, that had been the third phone he'd lost that week. Noriko wouldn't be too pleased.

Oh well.

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Tatsuha was in his heaven.

"Did you see that? Sakuma-san sat on me for five whole seconds!" he yelled. "And he was really amazing tonight even without Tohma and Noriko!"

"Did you ask him? What did he say?"

"He said that if you could wait two weeks from now he might-" Shuichi began, but was cut off by Tatsuha's victory cries.

"Yippee!" Tatsuha flung himself to the front seat where Shuichi was and squeezed him so tightly the boy started to turn blue. "Tat-s-su-ha-"

Due to the amount of noise the two boys were making, Yuki missed the news traffic report. A second too late, he realized that the road was almost completely ice. The writer's eyes widened in surprise; his hand reached over and grabbed his lover's arm so that he wouldn't hit his head against the windscreen.

So, one moment, Shuichi was yelling at Tatsuha to stop, and the next he was looking in horror as their car swerved off the road. Then, he had another moment to thank God he had paid his insurance, and pray that everything would go well. Then everything went black.

In the terrifying silence that followed, if they were conscious they surely would have heard the announcement that crackled out from the still intact radio.

"To repeat, if you are on the way home from Sakuma Ryuichi's concert, do NOT take the low road. It is very dangerous and……."

The first snow that Christmas was stained red.

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