Short Straw

Chapter 9- Bullet to my head

Normal POV

"Do you think it will work?" Shuichi asked as helooked at a grinning K.

"Oh it will."


Hiro's POV

Two months. Two months since that night, and with every mere second that passes, I'm losing even more of my mind.

Since when did I become this weak? I remember a time and day when being rejected was something that happened on a normal bases and I could still go on with a smile, but now, keeping up the cheerful and normal Hiroshi Nakano is getting so much harder and harder. I can't stand this!

My heart and mind and body are totally consumed with what I so dearly want. I need him, I need to feel him, kiss him, love him...but I can't. I'm not allowed to. You're never allowed to touch what isn't yours, no matter how much you want it.

"Hiro? Hirooooooooooshi! Aren't you listening to me? You asshole! I'm trying to tell you something!" huh? What? Oh yeah, that's right. I was supposed to be listening to Shuichi.

"Sorry, what were you talking about?" the elevator gave a "ding!" and we both walked out to the front lobby of NG.

"Hiro! You weren't listening! I was saying that you have a date tonight!" A date? Since when the hell did I have a date?

"Since when, and with whom?" So help me god Shuichi, if you set me up on a date with some weird, crazy ass fan girl, or possibly another guy,again I will personally, take K's gun, do a huge favor to society, and shoot you.

He smiled mysteriously and evilly, and said with a sing-song voice "Me of course! Yuki's near his deadline, so he's being a grouch. So, I figure, "Hey! Since Yuki won't bother to make me dinner, and since you have nothing to do, we should go out for food!" Like good old times, yanno?"

Well excuse me; how would he know if I had plans or not, huh? Jeeze Shuichi, you said it as though you were rubbing it in that I have no social life.

"Well, what if I have something else to do tonight huh? What would you say to that?" He gave me a blank look, as though I had just asked the dumbest question possible.

"But...you don't have any plans." He said too honestly.

Sighing, I shake my head. My best friend really has no regards for other feelings or his own stupidity. Looking at Shuichi, I give him a small smile.

"So...I'll call you later to tell you which restaurant?"

"Sounds good."


Normal POV, back up in the studio

"A business dinner? What for?" Suguru asked as he pulled on his jacket. K stood next to the door, arms crossed with a bored expression on his face.

"Well it's not really a business dinner; we just need to discuss some arrangements that need to be made so we can proceed to begin the next album. Paperwork to fill out and some touring plans that needs to be discussed. I've already gone over the details with Nakano-san and Shindou-san, but I have yet to do so with you." Suguru frowned at his given answer and proceeded to gather together some sheets of music into a file.

"Well that's just dandy and all, but why can't it wait until tomorrow? Why must we do businessover dinner?" K only smiled and shook his head slightly.

"I've noticed how late you work, and how early you come in lately. Your eating habits are almost non-existent. Just thought it would relieve me to see you actually eat real food, and trust me, the vending machine snacks you grab to eat while you work, isn't real food." Suguru didn't respond, not finding a need to. He had a habit of throwing himself into his work and no matter what K-san said the habit never seemed to be a bad one.

"Besides," K grinned, "I thought it would be fun for you to go out." Suguru nodded, as though not listening and walked out the door, holding it open for K to follow.

"So, dress up nice too. I'll pick you up at around seven tonight."


Hiroshi and Shuichi

Hiroshi sat down at the table in the dimly lit, four star restaurant. The air was filled with a delicious smell of various foods and quietly chatting people. He picked up the menu, opening it to the dinner section.

"You don't seem to happy Hiro! I thought you'd love to come out to dinner with me! Shuichi Shindou, famous, hot, sex-symbol of Japan! But noooooo- you're all gloomy and bored! How insulting..."Shuichi wailed dramatically, flailing his arms about.

Hiroshi just sighed and peered over his menu to look at his friend.

"Shuichi calm down, you're drawing attention to yourself." Shuichi 'humphed' and settled back into his chair. Yet, as quickly as he had calmed down, his mind seemed to work properly for the first time in his life, and he stood up straight. His expression was that of someone remembering something, with his eyes wide and mouth slightly opened.

Reaching around and digging into his back pocket, Shuichi pulled out a thick, black ribbon sort of thing. Hiroshi just stared in wonderment at him as he walked behind Hiroshi's chair.

"I have a really big birthday surprise for you Hiro! So I have to put this over your eyes so you can't see it till I put it riiiiiight in front of you!" Shuichi exclaimed as he wrapped the cloth over Hiro's eyes, tying it in the back.

"Shuichi...my birthday was six months ago." Hiro said, not so surprised by this random Shuichi moment.

Shuichi only proceeded with his cheerful attitude, patting his friend on the back.

"Well then, happy belated birthday! Now don't you make any noise. Not a word until I pull off that blindfold, 'kay?"

"M'kay." Hiroshi said, resting his head on his fist; man this was turning out to be a boring night. But then again, it was better then being home alone, thinking about Suguru...

"K-san what in the hell do you think your doing? Why are you making me walk to the table with a blindfold on?" Okay now Hiro's mind was playing tricks on him; no way could that have been Suguru.

"You'll see! It's a surprise! Just calm down and go with the damn flow!" Now there was no doubt that that was K-san...what was going on here? Hiro thought, shifting uncomfortably in his chair.

He heard the chair across from his scrape on the floor as it was pull out and pushed in for someoneto sit in. And with a cool feeling of the blindfold being brushed against his skin and pulled from his eyes, he felt his heart stop.

"Suguru?" Hands pulled away the blindfold from the keyboardists eyes as well, as both men's mouth dropped ever so slightly.

"K-san, what is the meaning of this?" Suguru snapped, still gazing in wonder at Hiro.

"What the fuck Shuichi?" Hiro barked as he glanced with longing at the person before him.

But the only answer the two got was the sound of two people's laughter and footsteps away from the table.

"Enjoy your meals, boys! And don't even think about leaving until eight thirty, or don't be surprised to receive a head full of bullets, courtesy of me!"

End Chapter 9

Omg...don't kill me! I've tried to update, I have! But I've had a lot of cheerleading stuff going on! I got sick at our camp to, hence, why I came home early, hence why I'm able to update.

So how'd you like this little cliffie, eh? OH OH OH OH PLEASE READ: If you didn't get it, because i honestly just now noticed that I didn't care to explain it, this is what Shuichi got from his random "thinking" moment last chapter. This was his plan. Aren't you just proud of that lovable ditz?

Well yes, now I feel like such a loser for not explaining that...maybe I'll have Shuichi come out and say it some other chapter...or maybe I won't. Just depends if I remember when I wake up or not.

See you all next chapter!

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