Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own it (sigh)

Rating: OT - M

A/N: Hi there! First I have to thank all of you who have read the story so far, I truly appreciate it. So far I have posted six chapters on another site, right now I'm in the process of uploading them here, so bear with me. Thanks to Inu-midoriko for her excellent beta skills. Remember to R&R, I'm always open for suggestions and constructive criticism. Before I forget I have to remind you all that both Shuichi and Yuki are OOC, but don't worry you'll have the occasional relapse to 'normal'. Happy reading.

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Chapter 3: Fun

After a very cold shower and some personal caring, Tony was finally ready to go out. He wore jeans, a buttoned shirt half undone and black shoes. It was a very hot night; the skyline was beautiful he could see Madrid from his window.

"I'm ready." Shuichi walked out his room "How do I look?"

He was wearing tight jeans low on his waist, sculpting his ass so it attracted much wanted attention. A sleeveless black shirt accentuated his top with a pair of black boots. Although he didn't wear make up these days, he occasionally wore black eye liner. It made his eyes look very deep and mysterious, not a lot of people had gorgeous purple eyes like him.

"You look delicious." He purred in response. More like 'hot sex on legs' He wanted to devour Shuichi, to make him scream his name in pleasure, to make him forget Yuki Eiri once and for all.

"Well thank you." Shuichi knew the effect he had on Tony, and he liked it…almost too much for comfort.

Shuichi walk with such confidence now, he was an absolutely beautiful man, and he made everyone notice him at the club, men and women alike. He always had that effect but now was different.

They sat in the VIP section where they could enjoy the atmosphere and have a few drinks. Someone sitting at the bar motion to Tony.

"I'll be right back."

"Hey, bring me another drink on your way back," the new and improved man was feeling a bit anxious knowing that his plans were soon to be put in motion.

"Sure." Tony called over his shoulder and continued on his way to the man that called him over.

Shuichi sat looking at the people dancing, the music was great, as the DJ played anything from pop, to hip-hop, to Latin music. As Shuichi sat there observing he got lost in thought. Remembering those days when he and Hiro would go to a club and dance, with him usually the one ending up drunk and Hiro with a bunch of phone numbers from various girls, and guys, although he would never admit it.

'When did things get so bad? Why did I have to ever cross paths with Yuki? Why did I have to love him?' So many question ran through his mind but they were soon to be interrupted by a single tear rolling down his cheek.

"Oh boy Shuichi, you are still so sentimental," he told himself while wiping his tear. "I came here to have fun not to think and get sad."'At least Tony was right, the music here is pretty good. I wish I could get on stage and give this crowd a show.' He spotted a couple dancing, the girl was a curvaceous brunette, and she was wearing a short, tight dress with heels. The guy was tall and fit; he wore jeans and a buttoned shirt. They danced sensually to the beat and he suddenly felt the urge to join them.

'Well it looks like I found my fun.' he finished his drink and walked up to them.

"Mind if I join you?" he said in his most sensual voice as he got in between the two, they were shocked at first but as Shuichi started dancing with the girl her partner joined.

"Hey, Shu here's your..."Tony walked in the booth to find it empty. 'Now where the hell is he?'

As Tony looked around he dropped the drinks, his jaw wide open when he saw Shuichi's body pressed between a beautiful young woman and a hot guy.

Shuichi noticed Tony watching with eyes full of lust. He motioned Tony to join him, but he was paralyzed enjoying the sight, the way Shu danced was so sensual, all eyes were on Shuichi, who kept dancing now by himself as he walked towards Tony, who still was unable to move.

"C'mon join me," he bit his lip and grabbed Tony by the arm.

"Alright." he followed Shuichi through the crowd like a confused puppy that didn't know what to do with himself.

They danced even more sensually; it was almost like they were having sex in the dance floor.

"Were you watching me?" asked Shuichi holding back a knowing grin.

"I was." he could manage to put together.

"You know, you made me wait a long time." Shuichi wrapped his arms around Tony's neck and gave him a pout. "So who was that guy that made you leave me all alone?"

Tony's hands rested on Shuichi's waist "He's a client. Sorry I made you wait, if I knew you wanted to dance that badly I would've come much sooner."

"Liar, you were enjoying the show." he flicked his tongue at the man's chin sending chills all over his body, "Did you liked it, or do you want a private dance?""I think you shouldn't drink anymore."

"Why? Because I make you nervous?" Shuichi asked giving an evil grin.

"No, because you might do something you might regret."

"Fine, I won't drink anymore for tonight, but in exchange you have to dance with me, all night."

And so Tony danced all night and Shuichi didn't drink, at least not when he was been watched. He did manage to get a few more drinks when Tony went to the rest room.

"God Shuichi you sure are heavy when you're drunk." An unconscious Shuichi was being carried by Tony who always seemed to get stuck with the task of picking up a drunk Shuichi.

He carefully carried Shuichi to his bed, trying not to wake him up. He took his boots off, Shuichi squirmed a little but was still asleep, he then lifted the younger man's arms in order to take off his shirt.

"Mmmm." a slow moan escaped Shu's lips, stopping Tony for a moment

'He must be dreaming,' he slid his finger under the boy's shirt grazing his nipples by accident. Shuichi's body arched at the touch as he let out a hiss.

'Ok he must be having a very good dream.'

Tony looked at the younger man, so tempting even in his sleep. He unbuttoned Shu's pants and was surprised to see that Shuichi lifted his hips as if to make his job easier.

'Could he be…?' he again looked at Shuichi, who was still asleep.

There lied Shuichi half covered with the sheets, Tony sitting next to him admiring in silence the young beautiful man before him looking so innocent in his sleep.

'Shuichi, you're driving me crazy.' He softly grazed his cheek, running his fingers on the side of his face. He removed the strands of hair from his forehead where he placed a soft kiss. His face was so close to what he most desired, Shuichi's lips.

"How long do you think I keep up with your game? Why must you tempt me?" he spoke very softly not wanting to wake him up. He wanted to stay like this, just for a little longer.

'I'm losing my senses, I should go.' as he was getting up from the bed Shuichi moved causing Tony to lose his balance, their lips touched.

'I shouldn't do this.' but it was too late, his desire was stronger than his judgment.

He kissed him gently, he tasted the singer's lips, tracing them with his tongue, to his surprise the sleeping man parted his lips, and it was like an invitation, one that he couldn't refuse. His explored the younger man's mouth, their tongues tasting each other. That kiss got more and more intense; their bodies pressed together, their skin getting flushed as they caressed each other.

Tony knew Shuichi was drunk and half unconscious, but he couldn't stop himself. He was intoxicated by Shuichi's kisses, his moans, the way he was rocking his hips, it was an overload to his senses. He did not know if Shuichi was dreaming, or if it was his body acting on reflex, and for the first time he didn't care.

"Shuichi, I want you…I need you," his need was obvious as was the singer's.

"Please Shu, let me love you, I'll make you forget."

"Yuki…." that name snapped Tony back to reality. "Stop it please..." the man realized that Shuichi was crying in his sleep. He let the smaller figure back down to his pillow; he noticed the tears leaving a trace down the sleeping man's face.

"I hate you…Yuki…I hate you," mumbled Shuichi in his sleep.

'Me too, I hate you too, Yuki.'

Overseas in the most watched TV channel of Japan

"Thanks for having me here tonight."

"I'm the one that should thank you Seguchi-san. What do you have planned for us tonight?"

"Well, Hitomi, a Bad Luck special."

"Huh? But we haven't heard anything new from them, also, my sources tell me that the lead singer has been missing for months."

"You should fire your sources," said Seguchi in a mocking tone. "he's just took sometime off to relax and work on his music by himself."

"Well Japan there you have it, straight from the boss mouth, Shuichi Shindou is not missing."

"Now I bring you a collection of Bad Luck's best moments. It includes videos, concerts, interviews and more. I hope you guys at home enjoy."

"Well Tohma, leave it to you to come up with a way to cover a scandal and still make some money of it," Yuki said, he was watching TV trying to take his mind of the empty apartment and he just happened to come across this.

'Where could you be Shuichi?' he would not admit it but he missed his pink haired lover.

He watch as they showed one of the concerts.

'I remember that;' his lip curled into a faint smile.

It was one of the few concerts Yuki attended, of course Shuichi had to beg him to show up.

Yuki watched intensely as his lover sang and danced around the stage, mesmerized by his lover's movement, he looked amazing in that leather outfit. His body reacted with every movement Shuichi made on stage. He was a God and he knew it, that's why he would touch himself that way on stage, that's why he would make those sounds, it would drive the crowd insane.

He closed his eyes and imagined how he would make love to Shuichi if he were here, not like he had been doing it for the past few years. His hands would travel all over his body, he would kiss the singer like he hadn't done in so long. He really wanted Shuichi; he realized how much he loved his pink haired lover although it was too late now to tell him. His body knew it, his heart also, but right now his body was speaking louder than his heart.

He touched his body the way Shuichi did once upon a time. He wished it were his boy's mouth trailing over his body instead of his own hands. He released his arousal from the confines of his pants and started stroking himself imagining how Shuichi would suck him. He was panting heavily as he imagined Shuichi's mouth working on him. That last vision drove him over the edge, moans and growls escaping from him, he had lost control, and as his body tensed, he released his seed.

'Shit! How pitiful, I've been reduced to jerking off watching videos of you.'

He was in between heaven and hell, he was listening to his love sing one song that was meant for him, the last song of the last concert Bad Luck gave, that was two nights before Shuichi walked out of his apartment, and his life.

"How stupid of me, all because of my arrogance. I'm sorry, my Shuichi."