A/N wow thank you guys so much for all the reviews. I wrote this chapter while at a sleepover... it was like 2 in the moring but i had a brain blast ( haha jimmy neutron) any ways i hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it

CHAPTER 3

Yuki walked as if in a daze through the door of his apartment. He followed the man down the hallway and to the elevator almost subconsciously. He couldn't focus on what was going on around him. He couldn't get the image of Shuichi with a knife at his throat out of his head. If that man had chosen to kill Shuichi there was nothing he could have done to stop him. He hated feeling so helpless. So, not in control of his life. But the knife wasn't the only thing that Yuki couldn't stop thinking about. It was the look in the young boy's eyes. Not the fear, but the pleading look. With his eyes Shuichi was begging Yuki to save him. To stop the man who was threatening his life. To come to his rescue. Yuki had wanted to gather his young lover in his arms and carry him away. But he couldn't. He couldn't even protect the person that he loved. And as the ding of the elevator reaching the ground floor pulled him out of his daze, the only emotion that Yuki felt was anger. Yuki stalked after the other man, pure hatred visible on his face. As they exited the apartment building and walked toward the back of the building to the parking lot, Yuki's anger grew. With each step he gritted his teeth harder, dug his nails into his hand harder. And as they were walking up to a black van he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed the man and threw him up against the wall by the car.

" You bastard," he screamed at the man as he held him on the wall," you damn bastard. How dare you. How DARE you come into my life like this? How DARE you threaten my Shuichi's life and expect me to do as you say. Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't beat you to a pulp right now."

The man smiled slyly and grabbed onto Yuki's hand, pushing it back until it was almost touching his wrist. Yuki found himself face down on the ground with his arm wrenched behind his back, making him gasp as the pain coursed throughout his arm.

"I'll do you 2 better," the man whispered into Yuki's ear," Number 1 Mr.Yuki, is you have no choice. The 2nd reason is I doubt you'd be bale to beat me to a pulp with your arm broken, and 3, you had better stop wasting time if you want this to end happily. So calm down keep your head, do as you're told and this will all be over soon."

With that he released Yuki's arm and pulled him to his feet, dusting him off.

"After you Mr.Yuki," the man said as he held the passenger door of the van open. Yuki stepped in while massaging his wrist to get back the circulation that had been cut off by the mans grip. As the man sat in the driver's seat and started the car Yuki couldn't help but once again feel helpless.

This was the first time in 6 years that he wasn't in control of his life and Yki would never admit it, but he was scared.

From a shadowed apartment above a man watched the black van speed out of the parking lot. He chuckled to himself.

"Mr.Yuki started to put up a fight," Mr.Yen called over his shoulder to Kamoto.

"Oh," he replied, a smile attempting to over come his lips.

Mr. Suzuki, the man escorting Yuki to N-G Studios, was a trained assassin. Mr.Yuki didn't stand a chance.

Confirming what he knew Mr. Yen replied," Yah, Suzuki almost broke his arm."

He continued laughing as he let the blind fall back into place.

"Well then," Kamoto said rising from his chair," let's go."

Mr. Yen nodded and moved towards Shuichi who had been untied form the chair and now lay on the floor with his hands bound behind his back and his feet tied together.

"Are you sure you don't want him out for the ride."

"I'm sure. I want him coherent throughout our business with Mr.Yuki. In the chance that Mr.Yuki decides to try something," He looked over at Shuichi's terrified eyes," I want him to be able to hear Mr.Shindo scream."

He smiled at Shuichi and headed for the door. Another bandana was rolled up and tied around his eyes. He could feel himself being lifted and put into some kind of bag. And then he was being carried down the hall, down the elevator, out of the building and into the car that waited outside. He wanted to scream, to cry out, but he bottled it up. It would only make his captors angry. His fate rested with Yuki now. And with that Shuichi focused on keeping his breathing even in the small stuffy bag, as claustrophobia threatened to take over him. He closed his eyes, and waited to arrive at wherever they were going.

"Oh Yuki, please hurry."

Seconds melted into minutes as Shuichi lay in the stuffy and hot bag. He heard muffled voices and then fresh air flooded the bag. He was sat up on a seat. By the vibrations he could tell that they were still in the car.

"Now Mr.Shindo, I'm going to remove your gag, but be warned, if you cause any trouble you will have to spend the duration of the trip in the bag. Do you understand?"

Slowly Shuichi nodded. He felt hands pull the gag out of his mouth and he breathed in the fresh air. The ride continued. A dull ache was now throbbing in the back of Shuichi's head. He rested his head on the seat, as he remembered the poison.

It's just a headache, he told himself, thinking of the poison slowly killing him. It's just a headache he mumbled as he fell into unconsciousness. He tried to fight it but the trace amounts of chloroform in his system, the vibrations of the car, and his lack of sleep, lulled him into an uneasy slumber. Just as a cell phone rang.

Yuki stared out of the window the entire ride. He was thinking about how he was going to get the CD. As they pulled in front of NG Studios Yuki had made up his mind. He would trick Tohma into letting him in. He would see how far he could get Tohma to help him, and if Tohma refused, Yuki would have no choice but to use force.

"This is where I leave you Mr.Yuki. Call me when you're done. Here."

He held out a cell phone to Yuki.

"Speed dial 2."

Yuki grabbed the phone and stepped out of the car, slamming the door behind him.

The man pulled away from the building leaving Yuki to what he was about to do. As he pulled away Mr. Suzuki pulled out his cell phone and called Kamoto.

"He's is entering the building now. Everything is going according to plan. Yes. Yes. I'll keep in touch. Bye."

As Yuki neared the entrance to the building he picked up his speed. He was almost running as he reached for the door. He strode to the elevator not paying attention to anyone who passed him. He had a job to do and he couldn't let anyone distract him. As the elevator reached the right floor Yuki headed towards Touma's office. He reached for the handle but stopped himself. There were voices coming from the other side. He recognized the voice of Hiro, guitarist for Bad Luck and Shuichi's best friend. He took a deep breath and put his usual cold expression on his face. He couldn't let anyone suspect that something was wrong. Another deep breath and he pushed open the door.

"The tour would start-, oh Eiri what a pleasant surprise. Excuse us Hiro, I'll schedule a meeting later on in the week."

As Hiro passed, Yuki tried not to meet his eyes. Instead he stared straight ahead like he wasn't there. As the door closed behind them Tohma broke the silence.

" To what do I owe the honour?"

Yuki took another deep breathe and replied with what he had rehearsed in the car.

"I was in such an irritated mood when you showed me the safe that I don't think I fully appreciated it. Would you mind showing me again?"

Tohma eyed him suspiciously for a minute before he smiled and said," I'd be happy to."

Yuki had been holding his breathe so as Tohma led him once again to the closet he steadied himself on the desk as he was caught in a dizzy spell.

"But wait. I can't show you," Tohma said with his hand on the door of the closet.

"Why not?" Yuki tried to keep the urgency out of his voice.

"The system is on line, I'd have to disable all of the alarms."

"Come on Tohma, I was thinking of getting my self one. I'd really like to see how it all works. You are the only one with a state of the art safe, I trust you opinion." Yuki was trying to flatter Tohma up. And it worked.

"Well alright, I guess it wouldn't hurt."

And just like before he stepped into the closet again, Yuki close on his heels.

"First there's the activation code to get into the room," Tohma entered a 6 digit code onto a numbered pad.

"Then the voice recognition." He pushed a button and said into the built in mic.

" Tohma Seguchi."

"Last but not least the fingerprint recognition."

Touma placed his hand on a scanner.

With that last measure of security, the door finally opened.

It was just as Yuki rememebered, the long hallway with the room at the end. And there just like before was the CD.

"What are the security measures for the glass case?"

"Easy enough. If you touch it with out entering the right code, you get electrocuted," he smiled at the thought.

"Can you open it?"

"Of course I can it's my safe."

"Alright then open it."

"Why?"

Yuki had to word this just right, he decided to use reverse psychology." If you can't open it then just say so Touma. Stop wasting my time."

"I can open it."

"Sure. I'm going to go." He turned away and prayed that Tohma had taken the bait.

"Wait Eiri. I'll show you."

He pressed a part of the wall and a number pad opened up. He put in the code, and the glass case lifted off. Reaching inside Tohma held the CD out for Yuki to see.

"There, what did I tell you?"

Yuki casually took the CD from Tohma's hand, like he just wanted to look at it." Very nice."

Then he walked back down the hallway to the closet door. This was much easier then he had expected.

" Yuki? Eiri! Come back with that CD." Tohma screamed after him as he raced toward Yuki.

Tohma grabbed his arm and spun him around." I want it back," he said holding his hand out.

A shadow passed over Yuki's face." I'm afraid I can't do that Tohma."

Tohma looked at him in shock. As he said more forcibly," Give it back Yuki."

Yuki turned toward the closet door. "No," he said over his shoulder as he made it the rest of the way. Turning quickly he slammed the door behind him. Locking Tohma in the safe.

" Yuki what are you doing, let me out!"

"When this is all over I'll come get you. I'll explain everything. I'm sorry but you're going to have to wait here until then."

As Yuki excited the office, he was followed down the hall by screams of "Yuki."

He had to get out of here. Someone was sure to hear Tohma soon.

He once again headed for the elevator, he was just rounding the corner when he smacked into Hiro. He got up quickly and ran to the elevator, while pulling out the cell phone he had got form the man. It had only been half an hour. He let out a sigh of relief as the elevator door closed. "Yes" the voice said.

"I have it. I have it! Come get me."

"All right I'll be waiting outside."

As Hiro recovered from his collision with Yuki, he noticed something on the ground by the door. Picking it up he turned to scream to Yuki but the elevator door had already closed.

"I didn't know he listened to music," he said to himself as he looked down at the CD in his hand.

A/N hope you guys liked the 3rd chapter... remember reviews motivate me so keep them coming:):)

I wont beable to update again till tuesday.. im going to a funeral :( anyways thanks to all of you for the support :D:D:D