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Zee.
Chpt. 6 – Seven Days
Seven Days of Peace. Seven Days of Bliss. Seven Days without reporters hounding on Yuki Eiri's front door.
The blonde writer stood at the window watching four cars parked along the street, four cars that didn't belong. And if truth be told, he was waiting for Shuichi and the little brats to come home, impatiently I might add. The singer had been taking the twins with him to NG even thought he didn't have to, just to let the writer have peace at his own home, and the twins were leaving him well enough alone behaving themselves except on the days Shuichi forgot and gave them sugar after seven. Deep inside, Yuki didn't want the brat and bratlets hounded by the press, so he stood at the window watching and waiting to charge and save them like the prince he tried so hard not to be.
Suddenly, Yuki saw three figures walking toward the apartment door. Come on, Shuichi, just a little more, just walk a little faster and al ill be good, he thought nervously smoking on a cigarette. Shuichi abruptly stopped and bent down and began to tie Ro-chan's shoe.
Crap! thought Yuki flattening himself against the window and staring. No, no, no you idiot, you'll give them the perfect op…port…unity…Yuki's thoughts trailed off and the barged out of the apartment.
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Shuichi stood up and gathered Ro-chan in his arms grabbing Ju-kun's hand with his free one. They were only a few yards away from the door when suddenly; a group of reporters appeared out of nowhere and started to hound them.
"Is it true that you and Yuki Eiri have adopted twins?"
"Have you and the writer really settle down?"
"Are these children really the children of Yuki Eiri's last lover?"
Huh? What were these reporters talking about, Shuichi didn't know. All he knew was that Ro-chan, in his arms, was getting scared. Was it really any of these guys' business where the twins came from? The singer began to become angry. "Get out of my way, can't you see you're scaring them!"
The reporters kept coming now with new questions.
"How is it going taking care of two twins so suddenly?"
"Are you going to quit being lead singer of Bad Luck to be a stay at home mother?"
"Don't you feel left out taking care of kids that aren't you own?"
Shuichi suddenly stopped yelling and just stood there. Did he feel bad taking care of children that weren't his own? No, because they were his beloved Yuki's. They were Yuki's; they looked like him and sometimes acted like him. But, what about Shuichi? They didn't look nor act like him.
"Shuichi!" someone yelled. The voice sounded familiar. Yuki! Shuichi suddenly came out of his bad mood and looked around. Yuki, where are you?
"Shuichi!" the voice called again and a familiar hand grabbed onto Shuichi's arm. The other arm to the owner of the hand scooped up Ju-kun and began to run.
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Not until they were safely inside the apartment did they stop for breath. Reporters fallowed them and began banging on the door yelling out random questions.
"Thank God!" Yuki exhaled letting go of his lover's hand and putting down Ju-kun who grabbed onto her father's leg for a moment still scared before realizing what she was doing and letting go retrieving her brother from Shuichi and leading him away so the 'grown ups could talk'.
Yuki looked toward Shuichi. The pink haired singer seemed a little down. "Shuichi?" What was the matter with him? Slowly, Yuki walked over to him. "Shuichi?" he asked again.
"Nothing," said the usually happy-go-lucky singer, "I'm just wondering how they found out." He pointed toward the door where the reporters where still hounding.
Yuki sighed and pulled Shuichi away. "That might be my fault." Now that he thought about it, it was only a matter of time before that sales lady spilt her info.
"What do you mean?" asked Shuichi.
Again, Yuki sighed. "When I bought those outfits for the bratlets, the sales lady noticed me and she might have leaked it out."
Silence suspended between them and Yuki looked over to Shuichi. The singer had a smile on his face. "What?"
"Nothing," replied Shuichi still smiling.
"I've got work to do, make sure those bratlets don't get in my way," Yuki said placing his hand to his head. "I've already got a major headache."
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But, as Yuki left, he didn't know that one simple word he'd said had just made his lover's day.
Bratlets, Shuichi mused, like piglets. Not only was Yuki getting use to his own children, but he saw something in them that reminded him of Shuichi. If they're the bratlets, I guess that makes me the brat. Shuichi happily skipped off to play with his bratlets in their pig sty of a play area.
I edited chapter one noticing that Yuki is actually the last name, though it didn't make much of a difference to the chapter, just putting up a notice.
Thank you reviewers, please review this chapter as well and tell me what you think, thanks
– Zee