Disclaimer- I don't own anyone.

Warnings- Besides stupidty, nothing really...Wait language...

Well here we are... A storyline that you may have seen before, but I assure you this will be crazy. I like to make my fanfictions stupid. Anyways... Here is the first chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 1-The Idea

"Shuichi!" Hiro screamed at his friend, who was currently sleeping on the couch. Bad Luck was in the NG recording studio, getting ready to record their new album. It had been nearly a year since Yuki had told the sleeping man the three words he longed to hear. During that time they had toured around Japan, done some gigs in America and found time to start recording a new CD. All with Shuichi in his never ending mood swings.

"Hiro, where are we?" Shuichi opened his hues, stretching his limbs. The last thing he remebered was going to bed next to his Yuki. 'How the hell did Hiro get in?'
The redhead turned, placing his guitar on the ground. "Well..." He started to rub the back of his head. How was he supposed to tell his best friend that he was abucted by their manager.

"You are here to record." Another man burst into the room, a gun resting on his shoulder.

"Record?" Shuichi was confused he had never heard anything about recording. "Are you playing some kind of joke?"

K just sat there staring, beckoning the short black haired man to follow him. "Come on Shindou you have to record the new song Bad Luck wrote." Nodding Shuichi just followed blankly, thoughts of Yuki filling his head.

"After I'm done here I will come back to you Yuki!" He screamed to no one in particular. A few people passing by took a look, but said nothing to the crazy man. K just ingorned him, used to the others antics.

When the duo entered the room, the last memeber of Bad Luck handed the singer a pad full of lyrics. "Here I wrote these for you."

"Thank you." After the incident on stage during the mad race with the band Nittle Grasper, Shuichi was banned from writing lyrics. Nowadays Suguru did most of the work with a little input from Hiro on the side. Walking into the booth, Shuichi sang the lyrics. After about an hour of singing, Shuichi walked out of the recording room, his throat raw. When he walked back into the room he started in, he saw Hiro talking on the phone, pacing back and forth.

"...Married?" Hiro contiued to walk back and forth, muttering things about marriage. This elicted thoughts within Shuichi's imagination.

"Married?" He ran onto a chair, standing ontop of it. "If Yuki and I get married, then I will never have to doubt his love again." Sparkles filled the area around him. Jumping off the chair, Shuichi grabbed a nearby item, which just happened to be Hiro's gutiar. Holding to his mouth like a mircophone he continued his mad rant. "And if Yuki says yes, then we can walk down the aisle together. Say our vows... And then he'll kiss me." Blood started to squirt out of his nose. He was way too wrapped up in his fantasy to notice though. "And then after he kisses me we'll go into our bedroom and..."

"Shuichi, put my gutiar down!" Hiro had just off the phone with his beloved Ayaka when he saw Shuichi with the Yuki obessed look in his hues. The next thing he saw was his gutiar in his friends arms, a deadly combonation. The other man took no notice.

"Oh Yuki, then you'll touch me like that and..."

K took that moment to walk into the room, followed closely by Suguru. "What the hell is going on in here?"

From behind him, Suguru sighed, walking right back out. Acting as if he wasn't a part of Bad Luck. "I am just going to go."

Shuichi continued, getting to the point of undressing himself mentally. "And then you will run your hands down my naked body, wrapping your hands..." A shot rang out in the room. Above the wall where Shuichi had been replaying his fantasies aloud was a bullet hole. The almost hit man stopped, the gutiar almost slipping out of his hand. "What the fuck was that for?" Shuichi headbutted the ceiling in anger, knocking some of the plaster off the walls.

"Shindou you were saying very explict things." K rested the gun back over his shoulder, ready to grab it at any moment.

"Yeah Shuichi. Can I have my instrument?" Shuichi held the object out for the other to take. Hiro did so, cradling it at his stomach. "So what was the whole marriage rant about?"

Stars envaded Shuichi's hues. Afraid that the man would break out into another fantasy, K took the gun aiming it at him. "Well I heard you say something about getting married and well..." Shuichi looked down shuffling his feet. Tears started to leak into his hues. "And I kind of went off."

"Yeah you did, but it was kind of my fault." Hiro knew better by now. Being friends with the emotional roller coaster called Shuichi taught him a few things. "I was going to ask you to help me, but I guess that isn't happening now."

"Help you with what?" Shuichi looked up, a puppy dog face on. From the entrance K moved to take a seat on a random chair.

"Ayaka wants to get married. And well I don't know if I should?" This was one of those times where Yuji's logic would come in handy.

"You called little brother." Yuji came in carrying a bag of dumplings. The stand he once worked at had moved, taking him with it.

"How does he always do that?" Shuichi wondered aloud. He was talking about how Hiro's brother always seemed to pop up when Hiro was thinking of something and needed advice. It was also the smartest thing Shuichi would most likely ever say, shocking everyone in the room.

"Yuji! Why are you here?"

"Well the dumpling stand I was working for kind of went out of business. And I need a job, seeing as the acting business isn't going very well..." He trailed off, rubbing the back of his head. "Now what do you need help with this time?"

Moving to one of the couches, Hiro sat down, slumping forward. "Ayaka wants me to marry her, so she can live here." Fumbling with his thumbs Hiro awaited an answer.

"Why the fuck are you even thinking about asking something so stupid?" Yuji was beside himself, ready to hit his little brother. He sure was stupid at times. "Do you love her?"

Hiro nodded yes. He couldn't think of spending his life without her.

"Could you see yourself with her twenty years from now?"

Another nod.

"Then why are you even having problems? Marry her!"

"Yeah I should." Hiro stood up, pulling out his cell phone. " I guess this means I'm getting married." He walked out of the room ready to tell Ayaka the news.

"Well it looks like my work is done for the day." Standing up Yuji brushed off some imgainary dirt, turned and walked out of the building.

"I want to get married." Shuichi mumbled.

K looked at him, an eyebrow raised. "You know that would be almost impossible... Unless you do something to change the law."

"No it can't be." Shuichi stood up, a hand clenched in the air. He was determined to get married to his lover one way or the other. "I will find a way." He ran out of the room in a hurry, exercising his new idea. Along his trip he yelled his new plan out to Hiro, who just looked at him confused. "Okay Shuichi you can do this."

A/N: Review plz. I always like to see how I did.