Hiroki fell to his knees as tears flowed from his amber orbs once again. A cold and large hand pulled at his cinnamon-hair as a sorrowful voice asked "Hiroki, why are you crying?" the brunette man had tears falling as he looked up at Akihiko, who stood in the doorway of the apartment.
"Akihiko, why are you here?" Hiroki asked with a sigh before he was helped to his feet by Akihiko's cold and large hands lifting him up.
"Why do you think? I got a call from your mother saying that you've not been going to work and you're not answering anyone's calls." Akihiko walked over to the couch that wreaked of brandy and sake' with a large sigh.
"I don't wanna see anyone so leave me alone." Hiroki shouted at Akihiko, with a hoarse and dry voice.

"Hiroki, where is that doctor? He's always around you like a lost puppy." Usagi commented as he saw Hiroki take a seat at the other side of the sofa, his hand covering his eyes and forehead as he remembered that Nowaki had left him, probably for someone younger and his complete opposite.
"He…left…" the brunette-haired man mumbled in a low whisper as he slightly hoped that his friend didn't hear him.
"Oh…I'm sorry I didn't know." Usagi stood up from the brandy soaked sofa and grabbed Hiroki's hand, pulling him up by the arm once more.
"Wh-what are you doing?!" Hiroki shouted in surprise as he was forcibly taken down the hall and pushed into the dark and cold bathroom.
"Go take a shower, get dressed and then meet me in the living room. We're gonna go out and I'm going to show you there are more people to love and cherish you." Akihiko smiled as he closed the door and felt the door damn near break under Hiroki's pounding fist.

"Fuck you! Damn author, don't you have somewhere to be?" Hiroki yelled through the door and Usagi just laughed it off as he felt the rough sea of Hiroki's anger finally calm and the shower gently hit the porcliene like rain on a sidewalk.

'Poor Hiroki…' Akihiko thought as he rested his back against the solid oak door.

Fifteen minutes later Hiroki emerged from the bathroom along with a trail of steam following behind him. "Good, now go get dressed." Akihiko ordered and placed a hand on the crisp white towel covering his friend's head.
"Nope, I'm going to work. You will leave my apartment and go home to whoever you have been with for the past year or so." Hiroki pulled Akihiko's hand off his head and walked to his bedroom across the hall.
'What…how does he know about Misaki?' Akihiko thought as he watched the smaller man open, step through and slam the bedroom door.
"Damn him, I'll go to work!" Hiroki mumbled as he threw on a lavender button-down with black slacks on quickly as he stumbled to grab an older platinum ring and slid it on his ring finger.
"This is the first time I've worn it…even though it is so old." Hiroki smiled as he looked at the small band with a sad look crossing his face.
"He's still on my mind! I need to dive into work and let my emotions harden." Hiroki whispered as he opened the door and stepped outside into the hall, seeing Akihiko leaning against the wall.
"Good, you're ready." Akihiko grumbled as he stood up and walked to the living room. ''I'm going to work. So leave my house!" Hiroki said with an annoyed expression spreading across his face.
"Oh okay, I'll give you a ride." Akihiko said with a surprised attitude.
"No thanks, I'll walk." Hiroki shrugged his friend's offer off before he grabbed a black briefcase and stormed out the door, feeling refreshed by the cooled summer air hitting his body as he ran down the hall and down the steps.
*To Be continued*

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