Hiro sat in the window sill, watching the busy streets of Tokyo as the sun started to set.
"What have I done?" he asked himself and buried his face in his hands. Hiro sighed and opened the window to let the soft breeze blow his hair back. The small room was now glowing dark orange.
There was a slight tap on the door. "Who is it?" he called without taking his dark eyes from the clouds.
"It's me again," he heard Shuichi say.
"Come in," Shuichi slowly opened the door and stepped in side. The singer was in awe when he saw how gorgeous the room was with the amber glow.
"Umm, I was wondering if we could stay here for the night. I brought Riku too. Who knows what would happen if I didn't bring him," he said and walked over to Hiro. "Are you okay? You look really sad sitting here." Shuichi placed his hand on Hiro's shoulder.
"I'm fine," he replied in a calming voice.
Riku sat down on the floor and pulled some paper and scissors from his backpack.
Shuichi sat down next to his friend by the window. "Hiro, I'm sorry about earlier,"
"No, it's my fault. I should have kept my mouth shut," he replied and looked at Shuichi for the first time that night.
Shuichi was breathless. He was taken back by the way Hiro's eyes glistened in the sunset. He quickly shook the thought from his head. "But did you mean it? I mean you shouldn't be sorry for speaking your mind."
Shuichi jumped and took out his phone. Hiro was safe from the question…for now that is.
Hiro raised an eyebrow. "What was that?"
"I have a text from Yuki…" Shuichi replied.
'Where the hell are you?'
Shuichi huffed and replied.
'Why do you care?'
"What does he want?" Hiro asked curiously and tried to peek at the screen.
"He wants to know where I am at," he said and jumped again. Shuichi wasn't expecting an answer back.
'Why the hell shouldn't I?'
The singer gasped and frantically punched the buttons.
'Who are you and why do you have Yuki's phone number?'
'It's me you retard! Come home right now."
Hiro reached out and grabbed the cellular device from the singer's hand and tossed it across the room.
"Hiro-" Shuichi protested.
"I thought you came over here to get away from home for once," he said and looked back out the window.
By now the room was dark and quiet. Riku fell asleep on the couch surrounded by what seemed like hundreds of paper cranes. The red head got up, grabbed a blanket for the kid, and turned on some lights on the way.
"You've got a very talented youngster on your hands," Hiro stated as he examined one of the many folded creatures.
Shuichi gave him a slight smile. "Yeah, amazing isn't it?"
"Indeed… You want a beer or anything?" Hiro asked, motioning to the refrigerator.
"No thanks, I think I just was sleep," The singer said and yawned.
"Sure, you know where everything is," he replied and quickly loped to the bathroom.
Shuichi sighed and walked to the closet to grab a couple more blankets and a pillow, arranging them on the floor next to the couch. He finally got extremely comfortable in his makeshift bed when he noticed the phone buzzing in the corner. The tired singer decided to ignore it and he closed his eyes.
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'If that thing buzzes one more time I think I'm going to shoot it.' The singer thought and as if on cue the phone once again made that annoying sound. He groaned and took a look at the clock above the oven. It read 3:48am. He slowly rolled himself to the corner of the room and picked up his phone. Three missed calls and four text messages, all from Yuki. The last messages made tears come to the boy's eyes.
'If this relationship means anything to you, you will come home right now. If you don't show, I'll take the hint.' Message sent at 12:08am.
Shuichi quickly unwrapped one of the many paper cranes a scribbled his departure on it. Silently, he slipped on his shoes and darted out the door, running as fast as he could.
"I'm so sorry, Yuki," he whispered and clutched the phone in his hands.
The singer started to slow down. He would normally be able to run all the way there from Hiro's house but he didn't have that much stamina that early in the morning. He leaned against a near by building to take a rest.
"Hey, baby, what's a pretty boy like you doing out here this late at night?"
Shuichi looked over his shoulder to see to big two men heading towards him.
"I-Uhm," he stumbled.
"Do you need a place to stay or something 'cause we know a place," One of them said and winked at Shuichi.
"N-no that's alright, I was just heading home," the vocalist said trying to avoid eye contact.
"Oh, but we would just love it if you came with us," the other said and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I really think I should get going now," Shuichi stated and tried to walk away but the man tightens his grip so he couldn't move.
The bigger guy walked closer and ran his rough hands through the singer's hair. Tears started to flow from the boy's eyes. "Not again," he whispered.
"Hey, we got to get out of here, there's a cop coming," on of them said and started to run off as the flashing lights got closer.
"You are lucky tonight," he said and ran to join the other man.
Shuichi fell to his knees and looked at the dark sky. "Thank you so much," he said and wiped his tears.
Yuki sat on a bench gazing at the nightlife of Tokyo. He averted his golden eyes to the orange lighter in his hands.
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"Damnit," he said and threw the lighter at the ground. He had really messed up this time. First Kitazawa and now Shuichi. What would Yuki ever do with out the boy? He surely wouldn't have a reason to live with out that annoying little brat.
Yuki smirked slightly looking down the path. "I can still remember those crappy lyrics," He whispered to himself.
"Yuki, there you are!!" he heard Shuichi say.
Yuki grumbled and looked to the ground. "What are you doing here?"
"I love you Yuki! I am really, really sorry! I didn't get your text till later an-" Shuichi started but was cut off.
"Why? Because you were sexing up your friend?" Eiri asked angrily and stood up.
"What? No, that's not it all! I thought you didn't want to see me because of what I said to you so I too Riku and went to Hiro's just for the night! You've got to believe me!" Shuichi cried and wrapped his arms around the novelist.
Yuki clenched his jaw and curled his fist. He sure loved the kid but did he really want to take the chance of getting hurt again.
"Yuki?" the signer asked and looked into Eiri's eyes.
Hiro snapped his eyes open. His throat felt like it was on fire. Slowly, he got up from his bed and walked to the kitchen.
"Hmm, the couch is empty," he stated and picked up the pice of paper.
Hiro-
I have very important business to attend to.
I am sorry I left so late.
Please take care of Riku for me until I get back.
THANKS!
Shuichi!
Hiro's eyes widened. He looked at the couch where the boy was and then to the window which was currently open.
"Oh Shit."
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I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! Two cliffys!
Will the lovers reunite?
Will Hiro find Riku?
Review please??
