Author's Note

Hello again blueberry, my loyal reviewer. And the only one, it seems. Once again, thank you for reviewing, I really appreciate it. I'm glad you thought the fluffy parts were sweet, because I did too, and it is nice to see someone finally sharing my opinion. Haha, yes he is, and so is the crazy K. As for Bianca, I created her on a whim actually, like I felt she had to be in this story, like I had to have someone play the jealous role. I don't think she'll have a big purpose though. And yes, she does like Tatsuha. But Tatsuha doesn't like her back. Poor girl.

Anyway, I hope you will enjoy this chapter. Though it is a little dramatic. Haha. But then again, one of the genres for this story is Drama, so I suppose it's alright.

On a side note, once I post the chapter after this I'm afraid I'll have to raise the rating to M. I apologize if it disturbs you, but I'm afraid it is necessary for the plot. I will put a warning before the scene, so I hope you won't stop reading and reviewing my story because of the raised rating because to tell the truth, I would be very disappointed. I would probably stop updating or delete this story, since you are my only reviewer and possibly my only reader. Sigh, is my story really that unappealing? I've seen stories with 1000+ words with above 5 reviews. But, I'm not forcing you to read or anything; please don't think that.

Warnings: Gender bender, slight AU, possibility of characters being out of character, use of vulgarites.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or its characters, they belong to Maki Murakami. Though I do own Jeffrey, Bianca, Kate, Lionel Dream, Miss Star and Dean.

Notes for this chapter: Not much really, just that characters may seem out of character. But then again, it's been five years. People change. Oh and the fighting scene may seem a little lame.

"Alright, we're done for the day!" Miss Star announced, smiling brightly. "Your shift is over, Xander. You may go. Oh and make sure not to be late again next time!"

Tatsuha walked into the changing room to discard the fur coat from around his shoulders and change into the clothes he had arrived in. When he was done, the model took hold of Ryuichi's hand and made to leave the room, when a hand latched onto his wrist.

The black haired man did not even bother to turn around. "Yes, Bianca?"

Bianca smiled, but her happy expression faltered when her crush refused to look at her. She frowned, "Xander, look at me!"

Tatsuha turned around reluctantly to face the pouting girl. "I'm looking at you, Bianca." He paused. "Now what do you want?"

Bianca beamed, "Have lunch with me today, Xander?" She gave him a pleading look. "You promised, remember?"

Tatsuha gave her an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Bianca, but I promised Ryuko I would go shopping with her today."

Bianca glared at Ryuichi, who seemed lost in his own thoughts. "That bitch, stealing my Xander away from me!"

The black haired beauty gave her fellow model a bright smile. "Oh, well that's alright. We can have lunch together and I can accompany Ryuko shopping; I have great fashion sense!"

Tatsuha shook his head almost exasperatedly. "Ryuko has her own style of clothes Bianca, she doesn't really like other people to choose for her what to wear."

Bianca snapped. "What, is that bitch your girlfriend or something? Why do you have to go shopping with her? Why the hell are you even speaking up for her?! She's not mute is-"

She was cut off as Tatsuha slammed her roughly against the wall, his hand closed painfully around her neck, constricting her airway.

Bianca gasped for air. "X-Xander I c-can't b-breath-"

"Shut up." Bianca watched, her vision swimming, as two narrowed and enraged black eyes met her frightened brown ones. "You bitch."

Bianca's eyes widened at Xander's words. Tears filled her eyes. "X-Xan-"

"I SAID SHUT UP!" The raven haired man bellowed, tightening his grip on Bianca's neck. The black haired woman choked. Tatsuha brought his face close to the terrified girl's threateningly.

"Listen, and listen well," he growled menacingly. "If I ever hear you insult my idol again, I am going to kill you." Black eyes regarded her with pure, unadulterated anger. "Do you understand?"

Bianca nodded fearfully. The hand left her neck. She collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath. Brown eyes full of hurt watched as Tatsuha eyed her with disgust, before he took a stunned Ryuichi's hand and led him out of the room.

The black haired model could only stare mournfully after her crush as he walked out of her life. She sobbed, as her tears trickled down pallid cheeks.

"You shouldn't have pushed him that far."

Bianca turned around hesitantly at the sound of the familiar voice. "M-Miss S-Star?"

Miss Star walked over to the teary eyed model, a sad smile on her face.

"I've worked with a lot of different kinds of people, Bianca, and I can easily judge a person's character." She kneeled down next to the black haired beauty.

"Xander is the type of person who's handsome, suave and charming all in one; the perfect guy. But there's always something in his eyes which suggests he's much more than just that, and not in a good way."

The photographer placed a gentle hand on Bianca's arm, "Unfortunately, you triggered that something in him Bianca, when you insulted Ryuichi Sakuma. As you can see, the result was not pretty."

Bianca stared at the ground in sorrow. "I see." Miss Star's words then caught up in her mind, and she snapped her head up. "Wait. Ryuichi Sakuma? As in, the singer from Nittle Grasper?"

Miss Star smiled. "Yes, Bianca. I don't know what he's doing in a female disguise but Ryuko is Ryuichi. I've worked with him for a short while before, when he was pursuing a career in acting in America, though I don't think he recognized me. Only Ryuichi can speak English that well, and only he can produce such sadness in his voice."

She laughed, "Of course, him saying he had blue eyes helped as well. I can't think of anyone else with brown hair and blue eyes."

The photographer raised an eyebrow. "I would have thought you would have recognised him Bianca, since you're a rather big fan of his."

Bianca blinked. "So that's why Ryuko looked so familiar..." Her eyes widened. "Does that mean I just called my idol a bitch and mute? Oh god..."

Miss Star watched as the black haired woman looked at her with brown eyes full of worry. "Do...Do you think he'll forgive me?"

Miss Star smiled, "Are you talking about Ryuichi or Xander?"

"Both of them, I guess." Bianca mumbled.

"Well, I know Ryuichi will definitely forgive you. He has a kind heart." Miss Star frowned thoughtfully. "Xander, on the other hand...he may pretend this incident never happened, or he may become hostile towards you; I'm not so sure."

Bianca just nodded. Miss Star gently pulled her up from the floor. "Go home and rest Bianca. You must be exhausted." She gave the model a kind smile. "My other models will be arriving soon anyway, so I'm afraid you'll have to leave."

Bianca nodded, giving a little smile. "T-Thank you for the wakeup call, Miss Star."

The photographer smiled back. "It's no problem at all, Bianca."

Ryuichi had been silent the whole journey, from out of Tatsuha's work place, into his car and to his house. They were inside the black haired man's house now, and the vocalist still had not spoken a word.

Tatsuha was starting to worry. He wondered if the singer was alright. "Ryuichi are you-"

"Why did you do that?"

Tatsuha frowned at the vocalist's words. "Do what, Ryuichi?"

To his surprise, the singer looked up at him from under brown bangs, blue eyes narrowed angrily. "You know, threaten your colleague."

Tatsuha blinked. "You mean Bianca? Well, she insulted you-"

"That doesn't mean you had to threaten to kill her!"

Tatsuha was taken aback by Ryuichi's outburst. He stared incredulously at his idol. "I did it for you, Ryuichi."

Ryuichi sneered. "Oh, really? So the boss of the mighty Hellfire would kill his own colleague for my sake?" He gave a dry laugh. "Wow, I'm flattered."

Tatsuha's eyes narrowed at Ryuichi's sarcastic tone. Hurt and anger laced his voice. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Ryuichi glared icy daggers at Tatsuha. "What the hell is wrong with me? I'm not the one who just threatened an innocent life!"

"I wasn't being seri-"

Ryuichi narrowed his blue eyes. "Don't you dare say you weren't being serious. You were being dead serious." The singer smirked. "You can tell a lot from a person's eyes, you know? And yours had killing intent."

"What do you know about killing intent?" Tatsuha muttered.

Ryuichi glowered. "You're right, I don't. But the emotion in your eyes was so obvious that even someone who isn't involved in whatever shady business you do could clearly see that you wanted nothing more than to kill the girl."

"I was an actor for 3 years in America; I've been in several movies. I've acted along people who played the role of a murderer and serial killer. But this is the first time I've seen killing intent in a person's eyes; real killing intent."

Tatsuha could only stare at Ryuichi, speechless. Silence filled the air for a moment as black met blue, before the model shook his head, whispering. "I don't understand you, Ryuichi..."

To his surprise, Ryuichi gave a sad smile. "You know what, Tatsuha? I don't understand you either. I thought I did, but I guess I don't."

"I was just starting to trust you, you know? The little things you did and said, the genuine happiness and passion you displayed in your job as a model, the seemingly infinite patience you showed with me; they all reminded me so much of the Tatsuha I knew."

"But then you just had to turn around and betray my trust," Ryuichi glared at the silent Tatsuha, the beginnings of tears forming in his eyes. "I don't know who you are. Have you really changed that much, Tatsuha? Or are you really an imposter?"

"I...I just don't know."

The broken whisper drifted through the air, and Tatsuha felt like a thousand needles had been pierced into his heart at the heartbreakingly painful look on Ryuichi's face.

Tatsuha gazed at his idol with soulful black eyes, his heart aching in agony. "Ryuichi."

Ryuichi shook his head, tears flinging out of blue eyes. "M-Maybe I'm just thinking too much and you really are an imposter," he nodded. "Because I know the Tatsuha I knew would never have even thought about changing my gender against my will."

"It would hurt much less too." Ryuichi whispered to himself as he walked to Tatsuha's bedroom. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight to you, imposter."

Tatsuha watched as Ryuichi made his way over to his bedroom, footsteps echoing quietly in the silence of the room. The door closed softly behind the brown haired singer, leaving the raven haired model to stare blankly at the wooden object.

Tohma stepped out of the plane, stumbling and almost falling down onto the floor. When they had gotten to his private jet, K had pushed the pilot out of the way, ignoring the man's yelp of surprise as he fell to the ground. The crazy American had then made his way to the control panels and yelled for his companions to hurry up and get in. When everyone was safely seated inside the huge vehicle, and the entrance was closed, the man had then took off without warning, causing the occupants inside to start in surprise and almost slide from their seats onto the floor of the aircraft.

The blond American drove the plane like he drove his car, though he seemed to be more careful with it. Nevertheless, Tohma could not remember ever feeling so dizzy in his life. He swore that once they retrieved Ryuichi and got him back to Japan, he would never, ever, ride any vehicle driven by K again, be it plane, car, truck or ship.

It took a few minutes for Tohma's vision to stop spinning, and to regain his impeccable balance. Once he did, he turned to K, who looked deep in thought.

"You still haven't informed us on who kidnapped Ryuichi."

K looked up with slight surprise at Tohma's voice. "Oh. Well, it's Jeffrey."

The blond raised an eyebrow. "Jeffrey?"

K nodded, "He's an acquaintance of mine from a while back."

Tohma's eyebrows furrowed. "I see. And why do you think this Jeffrey was the one who kidnapped Ryuichi?"

"Jeffrey's the one person I know who uses Numbing Poison," K said simply, as he walked out of the airport. "And his voicemail told me that he has a weapon made out of Numbing Metal with him, and Ryuichi is the only person I gave that to."

Tohma blinked at the unfamiliar terms. "Numbing Poison? A weapon made out of Numbing Metal? Just what are we dealing with here?"

"So, where is this Jeffrey person?" Shuichi, who had been miraculously silent all this while, spoke up.

K blinked at the serious expression on the usually happy go lucky singer's face, before replying. "Well, he should be at his old house, if he hasn't moved yet. Unless he is at work, that is."

The blond nodded to his companions, proceeding towards the exit. "Let's go. We're taking a cab there."

The group soon arrived at Jeffrey's house. They got out and Tohma paid the driver, before he, Noriko, Shuichi and Eiri ran to catch up with K, who was already walking towards the door.

"So, what do we do now?" Shuichi asked curiously.

"Simple. We break down the door." K grinned maniacally, pulling out a bazooka from out of nowhere.

Tohma, Noriko and Shuichi stared at the crazy American, one with exasperation, the other with disbelief and the last one with shock. Eiri just looked bored.

The pink haired singer panicked at the sight of the dangerous weapon, waving his arms about like a headless chicken. "That's crazy, K! What if Ryuichi is in there? You could kill him!"

Eiri nodded. "The brat has a point."

K thought for a moment, before shaking his head as he remembered Jeffrey's words. "Ryuichi is not in there. He's with Jeffrey's Boss." He aimed the bazooka at the innocent door. "Now stand back."

The resounding explosion could be heard from miles away.

Jeffrey was woken up from his nap by a deafening noise. He jolted awake, almost falling off the couch in his surprise. "What the hell is that?"

The red haired man turned to the source of the noise, eyes widening as he caught sight of the charred remains of his door.

"Holy. Fuck." Jeffrey breathed in dsibelief.

"Long time no see, J!" Jeffrey watched with wide eyes as a tall figure stepped out of the smoke produced from the explosion, grinning brightly.

"K!?"

K smirked. "The one and only."

Jeffrey raised an eyebrow, "What are you doing here K? We haven't seen each other for, let's see," the red haired man paused for a moment. "Fifteen years!"

K mock scowled. "What, is my rival and best friend not happy to see me?"

Jeffrey smirked. "Unfortunately for you, I have a new best friend now."

K pouted. "Meanie." His companions stared at him incredulously, wondering if he had been spending too much time around Ryuichi.

Jeffrey rolled his eyes at K's immature behaviour. "Really K, what do you want? I know you didn't come here to revive the bonds of our friendship."

The American grinned, before turning serious, "I came here to retrieve Ryuichi. You kidnapped him, didn't you?"

Jeffrey raised his eyebrows. "Ryuichi? You mean the singer Ryuichi Sakuma from Japan? What makes you think I kidnapped him?"

K smirked. "Your voicemail."

At Jeffrey's look of confusion, he pulled out his phone and dialled Jeffrey's number, putting his phone on loudspeaker.

"This is Jeffrey speaking. I'm busy right now so leave a message or call back later, yeah? Oh and if this is the Boss could you come over sometime to pick up your sweetheart's weapon? It's Numbing Metal. Quite a find If I may say so myself. Of course since it belongs to your sweetheart I would never dare take it for myself. So come over and pick it up from me sometime, yeah?"

K smirked at the speechless Jeffrey. "Ryuichi is the only person I gave a weapon made out of Numbing Metal to."

Jeffrey resisted the urge to bury his head in his hands. "Well fuck. No wonder Shade tells me I talk too much."

K raised an eyebrow. "Shade?"

"My new best friend. The red haired man replied simply. He then gave a smirk, "So, now that you know I kidnapped your precious Sakuma, what are you going to do?"

K narrowed his eyes. "Well, I was hoping you would tell me where he is, unless you want to have a showdown with your rival and former best friend."

Jeffrey shrugged. "No can do, K. I'm not going to betray the Boss."

K frowned. "The Boss?"

Jeffrey nodded. "Yeah. Didn't you hear the message? It seems that Sakuma is the Boss's sweetheart."

K raised an eyebrow. "Since when was he gay?"

"Oh I'm not talking about him. I'm talking about our new Boss."

"New Boss?"

"Yeah," Jeffrey replied. "The Boss that you remember passed away. Some bastard poisoned his tea," he scowled angrily at the memory. "We have a new Boss now."

"Oh." K blinked. He then frowned, "So let's get this straight; so this new Boss of yours is gay, in love with Ryuichi and asked you to kidnap him because he wanted him all to himself?"

Jeffrey nodded. "That's correct."

"Sounds like someone I know." Eiri muttered from the doorway.

Shuichi turned to him curiously. "What? What are they saying, Eiri?"

Eiri stared at Shuichi blankly, before remembering that the pink haired singer had failed his English classes in school several years ago. "Nothing; just that Ryuichi was kidnapped by a gay Boss who wanted him all to himself."

Shuichi blinked at the lack of sarcasm in his husband's tone. "...You're not joking, are you?"

The blond raised an eyebrow. "Why would I be, brat?"

"It's just hard to believe," Shuichi said as he frowned. "It sounds like something Tatsuha would have done."

Violet eyes widened as their owner realized his mistake. "I'm sorry Eiri-"

"Yeah," Shuichi turned to Eiri in surprise. "I was thinking of that too."

Shuichi furrowed his brows. "Do you think-"

Eiri cut him off. "Tatsuha, a Boss?" He smirked, "Don't make me laugh. That egoist is probably working as a model or something. Not that I care about what he's doing."

"Eiri..."

"Quiet, Shuichi. The show's starting."

"I see." K pondered the information for a moment before turning to Jeffrey with serious blue eyes. "Well, Ryuichi lover or not, you're going to have to tell me where this new Boss of yours is. I am not leaving Ryuichi in the hands of some love struck stranger."

Jeffrey shook his head, staring back with equally serious golden eyes. "I'm sorry K, but like I said, I won't betray the Boss's trust. You should know how important loyalty in Hellfire is, since you were part of the organization a long time ago as well."

K narrowed his eyes. "Then you leave me with no choice."

Whipping out a gun, the blond shot at his rival, at the same time dodging the dart Jeffrey sent his way.

Jeffrey smirked as he dodged the bullet aimed at him. "Not bad, K."

K smirked back. "You too, J."

The two men bean to go at each other, shooting bullets and throwing darts endlessly. At one point Jeffrey whipped out a gun and began to shoot at K as well, while K countered by flinging knives at his opponent.

Tohma was shaken out of his shocked state at the battle before him when one of Jeffrey's darts narrowly missed him by a few inches. "K! What do you think you are doing?! We have to find Ryuichi!"

"I know!" K yelled back as he dodged a bullet from Jeffrey, before kicking back against the wall and dashing forward, flinging a knife and shooting his gun at his opponent at the same time. "That's why I'm trying to injure this stubborn bastard enough to tell me where Ryuichi is!"

Jeffrey dodged the knife, but grimaced as the bullet got him in the shoulder. Growling, he fired a few rounds at his rival, smirking in satisfaction as two bullets hit K in the leg.

Tohma sighed as K scowled and began to increase the intensity of his attacks on his opponent. The blond turned to Noriko worriedly. "What should we do, Noriko?"

The purple haired woman frowned. "I don't know, Tohma. Maybe we should let K battle it out, like he said?"

"But Ryuichi could be in danger right now and we-"

"Ugh!" The blond was interrupted by a yelp of pain. Startled, the two keyboardists turned their gaze to the right, and found Eiri standing in front of Shuichi, clutching his hand. A knife's blade was embedded in his now bloody palm. One of K's knives that Jeffrey had dodged had been headed towards Shuichi, and in his panic the blond novelist had jumped in front of his pink haired husband, flinging out a hand to stop the knife in its path.

Shuichi's eyes widened at the blood spilling from Eiri's palm. "Eiri you're bleeding! We should get you to a hospital-"

"I'm fine," the blond interrupted his pink haired lover. He used his free hand to draw the knife out of his palm, wincing as he did so. Luckily, it had not gotten in very deep. "Are you alright?"

Shuichi nodded, tears in his eyes. Eiri smiled. "Good."

Shuichi smiled happily at the relieved expression on his love's face. "Thank you, Eiri."

Eiri nodded in return, surprised but relieved that Shuichi had not begun gushing about how much Eiri must really love him to have saved him in such a heroic manner. He smiled. "He really has matured over the last few years."

"It's no problem." Eiri told his pink haired love before turning to his brother in law, who had been watching the couple's display of affection with gladness in his eyes. "Looks like he's discovered he's made the correct decision by accepting Shuichi. He does call him by his name now after all, and even allows him the same privilege."

Tohma smiled. "That was very brave of you, Eiri."

"And it was so sweet of you too!" Noriko sighed dreamily, "You and Shuichi are so cute together!"

Eiri raised an eyebrow at the purple haired woman. "I never knew she was a fan girl."

"You asked Ukai-san what we should do just now," Eiri stated as he walked over to Tohma. He plucked out the dart, that had barely missed Tohma, from the wall. The blond then turned around to face the two fighting men.

"Simple," with a knife in one hand and dart in the other, he flung the weapons at the distracted Jeffrey. "We join the battle."

At that statement, his companions' eyes widened in realization, before they began plucking darts and knives from the wall, taking careful aim before throwing them with force at the red haired man.

Jeffrey had just dodged another of K's bullets when his senses pricked at the presence of an outside interference. He turned, and his golden eyes widened at the darts and knives heading towards him at a fast pace.

The red haired man tried to evade both K's and his companions' attacks but even he could not win when it was five people against one, especially when the other four people had practically ambushed him. He almost succeeded until Tohma pulled out a gun in his frustration and fired at him. Jeffrey cried out in pain as one of the bullets reached its target in his knee, at the same time one of Shuichi's darts plunged into his neck.

"Damn," Jeffrey muttered and moved to remove the dart from his neck, but could not as his limbs had been frozen. Golden eyes widened at the realization that the dart that had hit him must have been filled with Numbing Poison, unnaturally strong and a special version of Numbing Poison; the same kind which he had used on Ryuichi. "I must have pulled it out by mistake, though it seems to be one of my less strong versions, since I can still speak and move my eyes."

The kidnapper looked up as K strode towards him, smirking, "Looks like I win, J."

Jeffrey glared. "You cheated, K. You enlisted assistance from your companions."

K merely raised an eyebrow. "I didn't. They moved of their own accord."

Narrowing his eyes, the blond pointed his gun to Jeffrey's head. "Now, tell me where Ryuichi is."

It was Jeffrey's turn to smirk. "Too bad for you K, I couldn't even if I wanted to; I'm going to fall asleep soon."

"What?!"

"I've been hit by the same type of Numbing Poison I used to kidnap Sakuma, though it is a less strong version," Jeffrey explained as his eyes began to close. "It numbs the victim's entire body, before sending them into a deep sleep."

"What the hell? When are you going to awaken?!"

"Who knows? Goodnight, K."

"Wait, J! Tell me where Ryuichi is! J!"

K growled in frustration as the red haired man's body shut down and Jeffrey slumped down onto the floor. "Damn it!"

"What happened, K?" Tohma asked in concern as he walked up with the others behind him. He looked down at the sleeping man with a raised eyebrow. "Why is he asleep?"

"He was hit by one of his darts which had a strong Numbing poison which numbs the body before making the victim fall asleep." K gritted his teeth, slamming his fist against a wall. "Damn it, now he can't tell us where Ryuichi is!"

"I see. When is he going to wake up?" Tohma asked.

"I don't know." K growled, "I bet the bastard knew but didn't want to tell me."

"I see."

Silence filled the room as the group pondered on what to do now that their lead to their friend's location was lost.

Suddenly, Noriko spoke up. "Why don't you place a tracking device on him?"

K blinked, turning to the purple haired woman. "What?"

"A tracking device; you know, like the one you put in Kumagoro." Noriko explained.

Tohma nodded, "She's right. Judging from your earlier conversation with Jeffrey just now, Ryuichi is probably with his Boss. Once Jeffrey wakes up, the first thing he would do is to go to warn his Boss that we are here searching for Ryuichi. All we have to do then is to follow him and he'll lead us to Ryuichi."

K blinked a few times, processing Tohma's words in his mind. Then he grinned brightly. "You're right! You're a genius, Noriko!"

Noriko winked. "Aren't I?"

K smiled at the woman before pulling out a tiny device. "Now, where should I put it..."

"Maybe you could put it in one of his guns?" Shuichi suggested. "It's small enough, right? And he wouldn't leave one of his guns behind."

K stared at the pink haired singer a little disbelievingly, before he smiled. "Looks like you're not the only genius here, Noriko."

Noriko pouted, "Awww." She gave Shuichi a mock glare. "How could you steal my title, Shuichi?"

Shuichi grinned. "Sorry Noriko."

Noriko scowled playfully. "Meanie."

Shuichi merely smirked, and the purple haired woman blinked in surprise, wondering if Eiri's cold behaviour had finally gotten him as well.

K pulled out one of Jeffrey's guns from the man's jacket. He then opened the firing chamber and inserted the tiny device in, before closing it carefully and returning the firearm back to its owner.

The American then stepped back and proceeded to leave the house before a thought came to his mind. Moving back to the fallen man, he rummaged in the pockets of the man's jeans before pulling out his phone and pocketing it.

He smirked at his curious companions. "Just in case he gets lazy and tries to call his Boss."

Noriko, Shuichi, Tohma and Eiri all nodded in understanding, before the shorter blond spoke."So, what do we do now?"

"We wait," K said simply as he strode towards the door. "I will be alerted when he moves one step from his current position. In the meantime, we should find a place to stay at."

Tohma nodded, pulling out his phone. "I will call a hotel."

"And I'll call Hiro!" Shuichi nodded his head vigorously, fishing his phone out from his pocket. "I still haven't told him what happened...he must be worried sick!"

"This is a waste of my time," Eiri muttered as Shuichi spoke to Hiro, explaining the situation to him. "I could be staying at home writing my novels."

Noriko smiled at him. "Don't be so mean, Yuki-san! You care about Ryu-chan too, don't you?"

Eiri narrowed his eyes. "Why would I care about that idiot?"

"Eiri! Ryuichi's not an idiot!" Shuichi, who had finished his conversation with Hiro, cried, "He's a genius!"

"Yeah right, and I'm a singer."

Shuichi pouted."Eiiriii you're soooo meeeann-" He stopped as he caught sight of the blood still staining Eiri's hand. The pink haired singer turned serious. "Eiri, I'm bandaging your hand once we reach our room."

Eiri turned to stare in surprise at his husband. He had almost forgotten about the injury. Seeing Shuichi's serious expression, he nodded. Shuichi smiled brightly. "Thank you Eiri!"

The vocalist then proceeded to glomp his blond lover. Eiri growled, trying to shove Shuichi off. "Get off me, Brat!"

"Eiri you're so warm..."

"I said get off me!"

"He really loves you huh, Yuki-san?"

K blinked. Shuichi was hugging Eiri with a happy smile, while the blond novelist was twitching in irritation and trying to push the pink haired singer off, though anyone could tell he was doing it half heartedly. Noriko stood at the sidelines, a wide, amused grin on her pretty face. The blond American could not help but smile at the heartwarming sight.

"Soon Ryuichi, soon you will be back among the people who love you."