Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah!

Shuichi's got boobies?

And not a dick?

How did I miss THAT?

Ryuichi's hand hadn't moved from the position it had been in from swinging the door open. Nor was the relatively stupid display of utter shock wiped from his facial features. It could be said though, who wouldn't be open-mouthed and shell-shocked when you find out one of your good friends for roughly two years, was actually a small-chested girl? When did that happen?

He couldn't help but stand there outside the door, quietly calculating the chances of this unusual situation. The rock star might not have been considered smart, but even a genius wouldn't have seen this coming.. right? All those posters of a flat Shuichi's chest that he had to bribe Tohma so many different times into getting for him.. Moreover, it wasn't even Shuichi's chest? How. In. The. Hell..?! Was this like some crazy romance fanfic or something?! Did Shu honestly hold mystic powers of gender bending?! But, hell, maybe this could have been a trick with the steam! Maybe he had imagined the whole deal. How often had he spent thinking about Shuichi's body anyway? It could have just been shock at finally seeing the real deal. It really could have been.. that..

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Oh. My. God.

Jaw dropped would be the correct term for Shuichi's predicament. Jaw dropped and positively unnerved at Ryuichi Sakuma- the Ryuichi, rock god one and only, seeing his- or rather- her naked frame. There would be no denying it now. How could one deny an eyewitness? Nevertheless, what could she do? Nothing! Just nothing! And that scared her the most. Would Sakuma hate her for hiding her true gender? It was about the biggest scandal to hit since the affair of Eiri Yuki and male Shuichi Shindou. But really, it hadn't been meant, but still done!

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Okay.

Do I sit out here or go in?

I mean if Shuichi IS a girl, that'd be wrong, right?

But I'm curious.. should I go look?

Still internally debating whether to enter the room or not, Ryuichi's decision was made for him. Suddenly and without warning, the door burst forward, missing the singer's head by a few centimeters. Furthermore, before a grasp on the situation could be obtained, Sakuma's world was flipped and found to be roughly a hundred pounds heavier on his chest.

"Sakuma-san you gotta understand I didn't mean to lie!" The girl stammered out. It was becoming increasingly obvious of her stress, but more so that this was Shindou.

"I mean, I guess this is some really super big lie.. But if you knew the reasons.." From his position on the floor and the Bad Luck singer on his chest, he could feel her quiver as if about to hysterically laugh or cry.

"Will you ever forgive me, Sakuma-san? I really didn't want to lie to you!" Shuichi gazed down at Ryu with the saddest lilac eyes that he had ever found to be on her face. Even after what Yuki had put her through on a day-to-day basis, she had never looked so tragically hopeless until it was at betraying her 'idol'. "Sakuma-san?"

The way her soaked pink locks wrapped around those rosy cheeks..

The smooth skin of her soft thigh and how droplets of water rolled easily, temptingly down it..

That look of utter stunning sadness that just made him want to kiss those lips and make it all better..

"Sakuma..?"

Suddenly Ryuchi reached up with both arms, grabbing hold of the lithe female singer by the back of the head and her left shoulder. He pulled her onto him, sealing their embrace with a kiss. "Shu-chan," the male muttered between pressing his lips to the girl's lips. "I'm.. I'm sorry.. I got carried away." Removing himself from underneath the stunned girl, Sakuma checked the damage caused from the water dripping off Shuichi; not because he was vain, but so he wouldn't have to see the effects of not being able to restrain his self-control.

How had he blotched things up quickly?! All he had wanted was a date with Shindou!

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My god, Ryuichi Sakuma, got carried away?

The man who can do no wrong?

The man whom I've absolutely adored since junior high?

With me..?

Carried away. With me.

WHAT?!

What could have been said after what happened? She could see the red tint of a blush underneath the strands of dark hair Ryu had framing his handsome face. He must have been embarrassed for acting how he did, but.. it wasn't as if she hadn't liked it. On the contrary, to be kissed by the great Nittle Grasper singer himself! It was like a privilege, an honor, every girl and boy's dream! (And if Yuki were to find out, that was about all she had down in answer.)

"It is really okay, Sakuma-san.." the girl muttered, adjusting the towel in nervous behavior. "I didn't mind.." Noting her words of encouragement brought her idol's eyes up to her height, Shindou passed the other a soft smile. "It is weird to be comforting you, Sak-"

"Ryuichi." The man replied, studying his fellow singer's face. "No more Sakuma-san stuff, Shuichi, you make me sound like an old man." His voice had taken a turn for serious, marking a noticeable difference in his facial expression from cute to downright sexy and intimidating. "And you shouldn't say things you don't mean. Shouldn't you mind me kissing you?" He couldn't help staring at her now, watching how her mouth twitched at his complaint. Of course she really minded, she had that Yuki-ass to please all the time.

"But I really didn't.." Shuichi muttered, unable to meet his intense gaze. Did he really think she was lying about this?

Ryuichi paused, changing his tactic. If she was going to be a pain about this and wouldn't just break him of ever attempting anything else he'd invoke it.. "Prove it."

'Come on, Sakuma-san! I might have lied about my gender, but not about this!' Her mind screamed, unable to take the thought her idol thought she was sprouting bullshit. "Fine then. I'll show you." Grasping the rock god's arm, she pulled him forward into a warm embrace. One hand touched the male's cheek, the other was placed gently under his chin to tilt his head forward. Hearing the man gasp in alarm, Shindou's lips found home on the perfect oval shape his mouth made.