Shuichi didn't like to clean. He never did. But he did it at the Yuki 'mansion' rather often. He tried to keep the home clean for Yuki, though he never received gratitude for it. One day, maybe? He pushed the thought to the back of his mind as he poured some more bleach on the bathroom floor, scrubbing at the tile and grout with a scrub brush, doing his damnedest to get the grout completely white. Would be much easier if Yuki didn't smoke in here all the time and get ashes rubbed into it.
{I can't think that way of my Yuki,} Shuichi thinks to himself as he scrubs, then wipes the foam off to see.. {Still dirty.} He pouts to himself, and stands up to rinse his fingers off, then rubs his eyes. They're awfully tired right now; he thinks it may be the bleach. He has the window open; it is such a small window. He rubs at his sore knees and gets back down, lifting the bottle to pour some more bleach on the area. A slip of the hand, the bottle drops and splashes the bleach up--and into Shuichi's eyes, full-blast.
"YAAAAAAH!" He falls back, and puts an arm over his burning eyes, tears trying to fight the effects of the bleach. He tries to stand up to do the smart thing and rinse his eyes out; but the bleach causes him to slip and fall back down, smacking the back of his head on the hard tile.
He's out in an instant.
And we're off!