AN: Yay! Fourth Chapter and I'm so happy you guys are still reviewing to me and have lots of patience!!! Well…I've had one vote for Jutaru/ Shu and a millon out of Yuki/Shu…erm…so yeah Hahaha, the voting is doing good, and I don't think I need to count anymore, unless in some miraculous way people want Jutaru to end up with Shu.
Okay I'll quit yapping and you go readin' This is for all my readers! Enjoy
Chapter Four:
"Yuck!" Shuichi yelled, "That voice of yours was ICKY Jutaru!"
Yuki was a few steps behind, currently watching in disgust as the two lovers encased in each others arms laughed happily. What was that fury he felt? It was so different, a feeling more fierce than those he felt for Kitazawa or Taki Aizawa.
Suddenly Jutaru and Shuichi, finally quite done from whispering things in each other's ears, turned to Yuki.
"Thank you very much Eiri." Jutaru said politely, bowing slightly, "I've overcome my fear and it was all your doing. You are indeed perfect as Shuichi had described."
Yuki's glare softened. He had an immensely bad feeling about that compliment. Compliments come in two faces after all.
"Eiri Yuki, I know this is fast, but I need you to do me a huge, huge, favor- so I'm just going to ask you now."
The man spoken to cocked a brow as Shuichi's hold on Jutaru tightened. Egging him on to continue.
"Eiri, will you be my best man also as Shuichi's?" Jutaru said. Plain and simple…so polite-so respectful-so complicated and oh so full of like like Genki Shuichi. But vulnerable.
Yuki recoiled inwardly, "Shouldn't you ask someone that's been your best friend your whole life as opposing to me whom you've known only for a day?"
"Oh yeah." Jutaru said, walking down the street and hailing a cab. "But he's going on a tour and I didn't want him to ruin his career; besides, Shuichi was alredy talking about you and I figured if I got around to knowing-I'd ask right off the bat."
The two lovers looked at Yuki expectantly only to receive nothing but Yuki's famous glare trademark.
"Don't worry! In a week, and a half, we'll be best friends for life!"
Shuichi was now grinning like a mania. That daze look still on him as he opened the cab door for Jutaru. "yuki, Jutaru's going to an assembly his elder sister prepared for him. Why don't you go? It's a good start there."
Yuki nodded. He couldn't refuse without sounding like he wants to be with the pink haired star instead. He was now trapped for the time being into spending time with 'Mr Perfect But Can't Sing.'
"Sure." Yuki said flatly, getting into the cab after Jutaru, "You're my best friend and I'd usually baby sit you, but the groom is in a time of great need-"
"W-well," Jutaru said, stumbling a bit, "it's not require for you to go-"
"Okay." Yuki stood up by the sidewalk with Shuichi, "I'll stay with this brat if I'm not needed then." The writer feigned an innocent look.
"Okay?" Jutaru looked panic for a moment, but upon seeing Shuichi, he beckoned the kid to lwoer his head, "Okay then," Jutaru whispered through their kiss, "Stay safe."
"Hai!" Shuichi sadi, turning away to head by Yuki, only to be held back by the wrist.
Yuki was exasperated inside. Let go of him already. He cursed the man in silence.
"Jutaru?" Shuichi said through sparkling eyes.
"Call me." Jutaru said, and he waved good-bye to the two as the cab rushed off.
Yuki couldn't help but feel that anger in him get bigger.
"Phew! I'm hungry!" Shuichi yelled out loud, "Let's get something to eat!!" and without permission, he took Yuki's hand and started with a laugh.
But Yuki's mind was somewhere else.
Flashback
"Let go of my hand you damn moron!"
"But it's Valentines Day! You promised I could hold-"
Yuki glared down at Shuichi, causing him to whimper, "Shuichi. I did. But this is public."
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And Yuki could still remember that look he received. Why didn't he hold Shuichi then? He already loved him…so why couldn't he show him through simple things such as acting like a real lover?
"Yuki?"
Yuki's head shot up from his gloom.
"Why aren't you eating your 'burger? Not good? I'm sorry, really I-" but Yuki silenced him with a palm over his mouth.
There was a time when it would have been done through a different, and more intimate method.
"It's good Shuichi." He finally said, taking a bite out of it. In a blur of a second, Yuki found Shuichi straddling his thighs with his arms wrapped around Yuki's neck.
"Yay! Yay!" Shuichi cheered, "I did something good for Yuki!" When he was met by silence, he looked down and saw exactly his position on Yuki-"Gah!" he yelped, unwrapping his arms, "S-sorry Yuki! I-"
"It's okay." Yuki said. Anyone could only imagine how happy the novelist was when the boy didn't get off of him.
"But Yuki, You weren't…you don't…"
"Public?" Yuki asked with sly smirk hidden inside his mouth, "I've changed. I'm comfortable now, because people change in five years."
Shuichi leaned in and touched their foreheads, "Stupid Yuki. Yuki doesn't change-imposter, give me back Yuki."
"I am Yuki." The novelist said softly, wrapping his arms around Shuichi's waist, "I'm just telling you that I'm comfortable now. With this…about the icky love stuff. In public." Yuki neared Shuichi's ear and huskily whispered, "That's who I am now. Because I've changed."
Shuichi giggled.
"I'm serious." Yuki said, and finally relinuished him back to the empty seat on the bench. And empty silence coming again until one would speak. This time it was Shuichi who spoke first.
"Thank you for coming Yuki." He paused, "I was realy scared when I said 'yes' to him. And I knew that I needed the person I trusted most. I needed my Yuki."
The author stopped eating abrputly. Not 'I needed you' or 'I needed Eiri' Shuichi had clearly said 'My Yuki.
"It seemed I was the only one who was shocked-even Hiro and Suguru said it was bound to happen!" Shuichi saw Yuki's accumulating frown, "I'm dead serious!"
"I know." Yuki said, looking away from him, "I was surprised too."
"Eh?!!" Shuichi nearly yelled, "You were?"
"A littled." Yuki said, then he hesitated, "Well a lot…" But still unsatisfied, he informed, "I tripped against my wardrobe and fell."
Shuichi smiled, "That would explain the 'big bang' then."
The two broke into soft chuckles as they let the joke die down.
"Jutaru can't sing huh?" Shuichi whispered.
Eiri shook his head, "No. Not a note."
Shuichi laugh subsided, "Yeah…I think I'm happy."
Yuki stopped too. 'You think?'
"I mean, there's that guy who's perfect, and above that, he's wanting me." Yuki flinched when Shuichi encased himself in his own arms, "He wasn't afraid to show the world that he loved me. Even when he can't sing, he'll do it anyways, and I've worried over how bored I'll be with that perfection…but really, his flaw made me see that maybe I won't have to try hard to catch up and be the perfect match for him. I can improve him in singing now."
Yuki glanced down at the embarassed boy. I would too…if I could turn back time.
"And another thing is, he's going to drop his role as an heir of XMR. That's why he has been running crazy lately, so that when we get married, he'll be able to stay with me."
Eiri bit his lower lip. During the time he had with Shuichi-what three years? How many times did the singer ask-no, begged, to go with him on tour?
"Mr. Furoda is alright with it too." Yuki watched through his golden orbs as Shuichi merrily continued, "And they've agreed to let me keep my contract with N-G!"
And then a lightbulb flashed in Yuki's head.
"Hmph. So it hasn't gotten to that point, huh?"
Shuichi had heard. "What?"
"Shuichi, don't be stupid. XMR and N-G are rivals." Yuki pointed out while standing himself up, "Sooner or later, you'll have to switch."
"But…we already settled this." Shuichi called out softly; indeed biting Yuki's bait.
Yuki didn't want to, but he needed to snap Shuichi if the plan was going to work. "I'm not saying it'll happen, but gawd, are you that much of an idiot? Jutaru's an heir of billions of dollars. You'd think he'd just drop it right off the bat and run after you signed with his the rival of his father's company? The least you could do is earn money FOR his dad-"
"Stop that!" Yuki's eyes widened when Shuichi grasped the sides of his pink head, "You just don't believe that I'm worth billions!" Shuichi's eyes switched from angry to sad, "Jutaru won't do that. He loves me more than his cars. More than his money. You…" Shuichi stood up, "You don't know him…because you loved those things more than you did to me."
Eiri decided to back away…even though it was never true.
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"Eiri, I'm terribly sorry that I didn't get the chance to talk to you since the night at the club." Jutaru said, parking the car on the lot of XMR.
"No really." Yuki replied with a tiny smile, "I'm glad to visit your work."
"I won't disappoint you then." The other said, opening a room where a band was just sitting around tuning their instrument. Jutaru stopped for a moment to speak with one of the band members, but soon returned to Yuki with an apology, saying afterwards, "I guess the rehearsal's cancelled today. My singer hasn't come back. Her lover tends to be needy."
Eiri's pale cheeks deeply coloured in red.
"I still need to get my tuxedo. If it's not a bother, would you come with me? I like to get socialized with Shuichi's favorite person in the world."
Actually, It was a bother to Yuki. But in order to wind his lover, he needed Jutaru's compliance and…trust.
Both entered the elevator.
"I can't believe anyone would marry the kid." Eiri said, mussing his hair, "Or would let you do it properly for the matter. What was it-a church?"
Jutaru chuckled, "Money has it's ways."
"Yeah." Yuki said. He sighed, "Shuichi's stupid-"
Jutaru grinned, stopping him halfway, "No kidding-he thinks the card game 'Go Fish, is when you ACTUALLY fish."
Yuki nodded, frowning inside as how the flaw didn't faze the other, "And then there's his cooking-"
"YES!!" Jutaru exclaimed excitedly, "the first time we visitied Aunt Masey's house, we left him in the kitchen for a few minutes and he burned down her house!"
Yuki was agreeing at Shuichi's stupidity when suddenly the elevator stopped and the lights cut off.
Jutaru kept talking. Was Yuki the only one who realized the power had cut off?
"But I've decided to accept him." Jutaru said, cornering Yuki to one side of the elevator with both of his arms on either of Yuki's side, "Shuichi isn't the smartes, and he can't cook to save humanity, but…"
Yuki's head began spinning. "Let me out." He whispered; Jutaru moved and allowed him to move around the dark and small, confined, space.
"I've also figured out that I'm not perfect for him either."
Yuki thought he surely must have been hearing things. Right?
"What?" he growled.
"He's constantly talking about you. 'How Yuki does this, How Yuki does that, My Yuki, Yuki says…Forever Yuki…" Jutaru stopped following the moving man, "And I've decided there's only one thing to do."
Oh my god. Yuki thought, Kitazawa.
"I've decided to accept second place."
Yuki felt himself coming back at the words.
"Yuki will always be first in his heart, so I'm going to let it go. I realized that you were his first love, and he'll keep on bringing you up-"
"It's only natural." Yuki whispered, head spinning once more.
"Yes, and I found that if I keep thinking and angsting over you, I'd lose no matter what." Jutaru smiled at Yuki, "So I'm just going to settle with holding him by me, and you, a whole Empire State Building high in first place inside his heart." Jutaru took a step back when Yuki shot him a glare; the two haven't even realized the power was back on until they heard-
'Ding.'
"Idiot." Yuki said, and rushed out.
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A certain novelist in a certan tuxedo shop glared at a reflection that looked very much like his. Since the incident at the elevator, they've been browsing over dozens of pairs of tuxedos.
"How is it Yuki-san?" Jutaru asked, standing just a little away from the dressing room.
Yuki looked at him angrily and swung his tuxedo cape.
"I look like a blonde penguin." He held up the staff in hand, "And what's with the rod?"
Immediately a group of fitters rushed in with another dozens of clothing for him.
"Why exactly are we looking for a tuxedo for me? Aren't the best emn suppose to wear the sme thing? A two piece is a start."
Jutaru nodded, sitting himself down on a box, "But you don't like anything that you're not comfortable in. Our wedding would be no exception."
Yuki let out an exasperated sigh.
"I already said he talks a lot about you." Jutaru input.
Changing the subject, Yuki decided it was time to do what he was suppose to be doing in the first place.
"So you really are planning to drop everything you have to go with him on his tours for the rest of your life?"
Jutaru nodded. "dad was a little disappointed since he wanted me to run XMY, but he was more than happy to let me go when he met Shu."
Hm, Shuichi did have that kind of effect.
"I see. That's too bad then." Yuki replied, making sure he was heard.
"What do you mean?" was the worried answer.
Yuki shrugged, "You could have helped him." Yuki continued, "XMR is better than N-G."
"But Shuichi…"
Yuki quickly cut off, "Well, the brat never knows what he wants. Shuichi won't be, will never be, paid as much as XMR would for his crappy lyrics." Well that was orignal at least.
"That…that's right." Jutaru agreed quietly.
Yuki nodded again, "The best thing- never mind." But as he expected, Jutaru quickly jumped him,
"No, tell me Eiri!"
"I think," Yuki said, "That you should convince Shuichi for the opening your dad was having auditions for."
The sudden sparkle in Jutaru's emerald eyes suddeny vanished.
"But he might get mad."
Wimp. Yuki thought. "Why should he? Shuichi has no right to be, and if you were anymore concerned about him as me, by the end of his second dwebut album with XMR…
Shuichi will be famous," Yuki watched as that fire in the midst of Jutaru's eyes brightened, "Happy," he fed last, "And providing well for his family."
Jutaru smiled at the thought.
Hook, line, and sinker.
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"Hey brat, c'mon. Wake up."
Shuichi batted an eye and found Yuki sitting at the foot of his bed…well, more like sitting on him. A smile crossed his face.
"What are you smiling at?" Yuki asked.
"Nothing really. Just happy you're a dream."
Yuki shifted so that he was sitting not far from Shuichi.
"Stupid Shuichi. Jutaru told me the actual reason why you prefer to stay in hotels instead of his house." Yuki petted his head mockingly, "You burned down good ol' Masey's house huh?"
"Yukii!" A scarlet colored pillow came flying towards him, but Yuki only slapped it out of the way. As soon as he did, Shuichi got on his feet and tavkled Yuki, "Haha, I got you now!" the small body shouted, pulling Yuki backwards until both fell on the soft bed.
"Moron." Yuki snarled playfully, flipping both of them so that the smaller man was beneath him, wrists pinned by his head.
"I win." Yuki whispered, letting his weight on the boy, smiling softly as Shuichi tried to lift both of them, only to resort into pounding on his back, and finally settling down-arms wrapped around Yuki.
"Haven't seen you in a while, let alone wrestle with you. You're still too strong!" Shuichi snuggled to Yuki, his body still fitting to Yuki's manly figure.
Something throbbed in Yuki that cause him to sit up.
"I don't know how you do it, but you're the only one that can beat me!"
"Because I'm the only one who can control you. Now get up, aren't we going to dinner with Jutaru?"
"Oh that's right! 'He needed to talk." Shuichi got up, "How was getting to know him?" he asked, "It's not like you to socialize with anyone. It's still weird."
"Well, he is taking my brat away."Yuki stopped when Shuichi stared at him, "And he is boring as hell."
Shuichi only threw his head back in laughter, "You're just jealous."
"Damn right plenty jealous." Yuki said.
The singer smiled, and in a blink of an eye, Yuki felt warm as he found Shuichi on his toes, lips reaching and touching the corner of his mouth….
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And then Shuichi walked off and into the bathroom while yuki cursed himself slently. Why had his body acted so weirdly to that kiss? And it wasn't near intimate like he would have done too…
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"Yuki!" Shuichi yelled, pushing his chair back and hugging Yuki with great zeal. Who can help him? Yuki looked like a model in his black jeans and loose gray shirt, his broad shoulders defined by a black coat. A model who wasted time writing books.
"Eiri." Jutaru said in recognition.
Shuichi and his best friend sat down on the table, both looking at Jutaru who had initiated the meeting in the firt place. Jutaru looked at Yuki first, who nodded at him, and then to Shuichi.
"Well, Shuichi-honey…" Jutaru slowed down, "You know he opening my father was looking for ?" Jutaru's hand snaked on Shuichi's as he felt the boy's color drain, "I-I think it's a great idea if you took that place."
Shuichi's smile lingered for a minute before disappearing.
"What are you saying?"
Jutaru's hold on Shuichi tightened as his eyes scanned Yuki. Yuki secretly told him to continue with a nod.
"It's just that my dad wants someone good and you're already here so-"
Yuki intely kept his eyes on the scene when Shuichi suddenly jerked his hand away from Jutaru.
"So what you're saying is that you want me to switche to XMR."
"No!" Jutaru interrputed. Scooting closer to Shuichi, "It's not about what I want-"
Shuichi pushed him away, "T thought we already settled this Jutaru? We agreed that I'd stick with N0G—"
"And what about me Shuichi? I'm the heir of XMR for god's sakes. I have responsibilities too!"
"Fine." Shuichi said, hinting a period. "I'm just glad I'm hearing this now; a week before our wedding isntead of when it really would be too late."
Yuki glanced at the other man who was now blinking in confusion. Wasn't everything going just fine a little while ago?
"And you." Shuichi looked at Yuki, "You knew about this too."
Yuki sighed, "Shuichi this is all for your advantage. Can't you see that like Jutaru?"
"Okay Shuichi-Ifyoudon'twant-" Jutaru started t osay quickly, but stopped when Shuichi walked off. His eyes started tearing up.
"I'll go get him" Eiri said, and he too left.
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"Shuichi come back here-" Yuki called, running down the street after Shuichi. Who was rather walking with large strides. Yuki slowed when he was directly behind Shuichi-and before he could say something, the pink haired boy started angrily,
"It's because Jutaru knows my job's not good enough for him- because I'm just another singer. It's not good enough…just…just like what you thought."
Shuichi had been so caught up with what he was saying he didn't know where the last part came from.
"I never said that!" Yuki yelled, holding on to Shuichi's arm; equally as loud if not more confused by his outburst too.
"Yes," Shuichi sniffed, closing in and receiving Yuki's embrace, "Yes, you did."
Yuki's eyebrows creased, "No…it's not true." And not long after those words, they were interrupted with a familiar voice shouting.
"Shuichi!"
The name behilder turned in time to get enveloped by Jutaru's arms; it was clear to Yuki and his best friend that he had been crying. Sinking to his knees, Jutaru held unto Shuichi's waist,
"Shu-chan, you're right! I'msorry,I'msorry-"
"Wha-"
"You are absolutely right. I shoulnd't have tried to switch you. Please," Jutaru fell on his knees, "I know I was selfish, but please forgive me! You have to forgive me- otherwise I don't know what'll happen! I'll die without you, pleaseplease…please forget this ever happened!"
And by the end of Jutaru's plea, Yuki knew that Shuichi had already forgotten his and Yuki's conversation.
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Maru groaned. What kind of a dream was it that involved ringing of a phone at two in the morning? And where the fuck was the machine?
'Sorry, Leave a message, and don't forget- Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? By Shakespeare.'
"Maru, where are you?! Answer the damn phone." Speak of the devil, Shakespeare's answer and Maru's favorite author, "Can you believe this? It's been three days since I've gotten here and I still haven't broken them up! I was so close damn-Ah-shit! God, I love Shuichi Maru, I don't know why but I DO and he's always loved me too if not for Jutaru-and how can he forget me for a pretty rich boy like him? Maru, you're the smart one-I've run out of idea…and frankly beer too. One moment I hate this guy's guts another I just want to murder him- and frankly I dunno which one is WORST! Maru-you have to COME UP WITH SOMETHING!!"
Hoo boy.
AN: Haha, I know, horrid ending, but please review to me at how I can improve! And don't just tell me, give me examples and such!
-One more thing by the way, I hadn't realized that I've been saying fiancèe all this time when referring to Shuichi, it's actually Fiancè Haha the difference? One is for girls and the one with one e' is for guys. But…Shuichi doesn't count…right?