Hi ^^; How bad was it...o.o I knew I sucked! :o Kidding~to any friends that are reading this; don't judge the pen name -.- I LOVE YUKI, OKAY. NYEH~! Anyway; yeah, somehow Tachi's out of the hospital but NYEH! My story! :o Anyway

When I met up with Hiro, Yuki's words kept ringing in my head. I mean, how could he be after me? Did I do something again...? The instant Hiro looked at me the instant he knew something was wrong, I guess. "Hey, who're you and what have you done to Shuichi?" he joked. I blinked twice and he frowned. "Did you and Yuki fight again? Did he kick you out! The bastard; I'll-" "He didn't do anything, Hiro. Uhm...do you know if...Aizawa's still in the hospital?"

That question must've stunned him because he stared at me. "What." "Is Aizawa-" "BAD LUCK TO REHEARSAL. YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES." came our manager's voice. "Never mind...I'll talk to you afterwards." I sighed as we headed to the room with our equipment.

Three long hours later we left the room and Hiro walked with me to the door's after we got the okay to go. "Stop walking, Shu! What's going on!" Hiro said as he grabbed my arm. I looked up at him with a frown. "Yu-Yuki said that...Aizawa's after me. Do you think he's...really doing so?" Instead of answering my question, Hiro burst into a bout of laughter. I pouted and he chuckled before looking at me.

"Oh...you're serious." "Hiro!" He raised his hands quickly in defense. "Look, I'll be blunt. He's still in the hospital but apparently will be let out the week of our tour. Now, I don't know what your boyfriend hears, but-" "Shuichi!" Eiri called, walking in behind us. I blinked and looked up at him. "Yu-Yuki? I thought you were waiting in the car-" "We got to go." He grabbed my hand and dragged me out. "Bye, Hiro!" "Yeah...bye."

Yuki walked away from the studio; still grasping my hand. "Yu-Yuki? Where's your-" Then I saw the bandage on his face and yanked my hand away. "YU-YUKI!" He stopped walking and sighed; rubbing his head. "What...?" "What happened?! Are you okay?! Why didn't you call me! Yuuuukiiiiiii!" I whined. Yuki stared at me in silence before grabbing my wrists. "Hey. It could've been a lot worse now calm down. Some idiot didn't see my car. Now I got that written off. Plus I left my call at home. Calm down." "You could've been kiiiiiiiilleeeeeed!" He silenced me with a kiss.

"But I didn't, right?" I pouted and looked up at my boyfriend. He obviously looked stressed so I nodded. "You should've called me..." "I would've if I could. Now. I was shopping when it happened so we're now stuck walking home. We could eat out-" "Okay." I said softly. Yuki looked at me and frowned. "Yeah...that news didn't sit well, did it?" "Hiro said that's when he's being let out...the week we leave..."

Yuki frowned. "Brat. Quit looking so fucking depressed. Come on, lets eat out. We're going wherever you want." "Can we go home...I don't feel good..." He glanced at me and shrugged. "Fine, we'll go home." He started walking and I walked beside him; head on his shoulder. Yuki flinched at first but ignored it until we got home. He opened the door and I went straight for the couch.

"Hey, don't leave a fucking me-you're laying on the couch." "Mhmm..." He sat by my head and frowned. "You really aren't okay..." he muttered as he put a hand on my head then blinked and pulled it away. "Idiot!" "Nhm..." "Why didn't you fucking tell me you were sick!" he cried; jumping to his feet. "I didn't feel sick..." He let out an irritated sigh and went into the kitchen. I laid there silently; staring at the wall, remembering.

Which I think was the cause of my violent tremors and loud screams. I remembered Yuki grabbing me to calm me down and I screamed at him to let me go. I fought with him and he kept calling my name and trying to calm me down. But I kept fighting.

"SHUICHI! IT'S ME!" he screamed; face close to mine; eyes showing a side he had only shown me a few times; tears streaming. I let out choked sobs and curled up as much as I could and he slowly let go of me; staring. "Shuichi-" "M-my head hurts..." He didn't say a word after that; only pulled me close to him and held me. I was sobbing and burying my head deep in his chest and he kept frowning; concerned.

"Do you feel better now...?" he asked when I finally stopped sobbing. I had my eyes closed and body rested against his; feeling terribly weak everywhere. "No..." I said truthfully. "I'm scared, Yuki...what if he...does..." "You'll be fine..." he said quietly; kissing my head. "If the tour means that much to you, I can probably find a way to stay by your side..."

And with those words in my ears, warming my heart, I let myself faint in his arms.