Chapter 10

Title: Evil vs. Weak

Erm, sorry for the late update, I'm very busy with school work, I hardly have enough time to sleep.. rather, I don't sleep. Ah thanks to those who reviewed! I really appreciated it, thank you very much specially to ayame san!

Thanks also to Kitsune Uesugi for emailing me! I really appreciated it.

geez, I honestly don't know what will happen next.

Disclaimer: don't own

"Hiro, he just fainted, but he has a fever. Give this new sets of medicine to him as soon as he wakes up. Let him drink soup, and advice him not to think of anything else."

"Kiichi, you think he'll be ok? I mean, he faints every now and then, I'm worried." The auburn haired guitarist asked.

"That's why I advice you to tell him to stop thinking, I'm also worried you know. His condition became worse, I'm afraid his heart will give up. But knowing Shuichi, I know he'll be able to handle it, he has his own ways." Kiichi said while peeking through his spectacles with a serious face.

"So, I'll go now, I have work to attend to, plus, Haruomi is outside waiting for me." Kiichi winked and waved.

"See you Kiichi, thanks for your help. I'll call again if problems occur." Hiro said.

"Yuki! Hey Yuki! Wait up!" Shuni run to catch up with Yuki. He saw the blonde earlier, inhaling his stick while walking around the park.

"What do you want brat? I'm in a hurry." Yuki said simply.

"Geez, I just want to talk to you." Shuni said while panting. He bent a little to relax himself.

"I don't have time for bootless things, you are disturbing me. I'll go now." Yuki said irritably. He didn't like it when somebody interrupts his deep thinking time while smoking. He glared at Shuichi's twin before walking away.

"Yuki." Shuni gripped Yuki's arm. "Are you avoiding me? Com'n, I just told you the truth. I really like you and –

"I don't care. Just leave me alone.. and yes.. I am avoiding you." Yuki said without glancing at Shuni.

The pink haired kid loosen his grip, before releasing Yuki's arm totally. He stared at the ground, teary eyed.

"Why Yuki, am I that annoying? Is that the reason? Tell me so I could understand!"

Yuki didn't utter a word and turned away from a crying Shuni. He threw his cigarette on the floor without turning off the remaining light.

(a/n: ok, so this chapter ends here.. yeah right just joking. I don't know what to type next)

A week passed. Bad luck's hit – Royal Sadness, was rocking off Japan for almost a month. The song was on top of the charts since Shuichi's comeback, and up til now, their album was selling like mad. Hiro was still concerned with Shuichi's situation.

Shuichi stared back at his reflection for hours. He was inside NG's comfort room for half a day, looking blankly at the image before him. He looked at his scar which was not visible anymore, thanks to K's medic service, his visible wound healed immediately. Now, the scar was only a trace of flesh, blending with his pale – rosy cheeks.

"Yo, what are you looking at? Are you boasting about your face huh, Shuichi?" a dark voice said.

Shuichi glanced with a horror stricken face. His blood was boiling from inside, and he could feel his body shake.

"W – what do you want? Stay away from me." Shuichi leaned back on one cubicle.

"Hey, your'e hurting my feelings, am I that scary? I just want a word with you."

"We don't have to talk. I kept my promise right?" Shuichi spat.

"Shuichi Shindou." The man moved closer, decreasing their gap to only an inch. Shuichi could feel Tachi's cold breath, as the other singer smirked.

He traced a finger on Shuichi's pale scar and laughed evily.

"Shuichi, your scar is fading, should I give you another one so you could remember our deal? Oh.. no offense or something, but I know your memory is short." He laughed again.

"I'll not forget our deal. I won't tell anyone what happened. Now, go!" Shuichi gripped the doorknob from behind.

Tachi leaned his face forward. "You know your'e funny. Ok, let's just say, I won't give you another scar. But I want you to do someting else." Tachi smiled and nibbled Shuichi's ear.

Shuichi trembled and felt cold water trickling down his back. He gulped and shut his eyes.

"Please Tachi. Don't." Shuichi whispered.

"What's that?" Tachi asked and proceeded to inserting his hand on Shuichi's pants. "I can't hear you."

"Don't Tachi. I'm begging you."

"Aw, your'e no fun." Tachi removed his hands on Shu's pants. "Well, if that's what you like, then fine. But you have to give someting in return."

Shuichi fell silent, thinking of other things Tachi will do to him.

Shit, here he goes again.. what will he ask? I can't think straight, my heart is beating fast. Will he ask for money? Sex? Shit.. what will I –

"I want you to quit Bad Luck."

He's asking me to –

"What?" Shuichi blinked many times before comprehending what Tachi said.

"It's that simple. I want you to quit your band, and stop your career."

"What? I can't do that. That's to –

"Fine then, I'll just have your pictures and video seen on television, while I ruin Yuki Eiri's writer life. What do you think? Or maybe I'll just have a little chat with Shuni Shindou, and do the same to him.. I mean.. what we did to you." Tachi prepared to walk out the door.

Shuichi's heart shook violently.

"That's.. too much Tachi. Why are you so evil?"

"That's because your'e too good.. and weak. I deserve to be on top of NG forever, and only you are my savior. If you quit your stupid band, then I'll be number 1."

He could feel the seriousness in Tachi's voice. He felt a lump on his throat, which gave him the difficulty to breathe. He was shaking again literally, which usually happens when his heart was about to break.

He heard Tachi turn the doorknob open as a warning.

"Do not touch Shuni.. or Yuki Eiri." Shuichi said as his body was slowly slipping against the wall.

"Then I'll be expecting your resignation by next week. Goodbye!" Tachi smiled and slammed the door.

"My goodness Shuichi, where have you been? I was looking for you all over the studio. Do you know what time it is? We're suppose to be practising." Fujisaki demanded.

"Shindou san! Why is your face all so pale!" Sakano panicked. "Waah! Did you not like the food in the cafeteria? Should I make you coffee? Tea? –

"He needs more sleep." Hiro covered for Shuichi. He knew in his heart that something was wrong again. "Right Shui –

Hiro felt warm and trembling arms wrap around his waist from behind.

"Shu?" Hiro said, or rather asked. The singer rested his head on the guitarist's back, while mumbling something.

"What's that Shuichi?" Hiro asked.

"Hiro, I'm so sorry. I really am." Shuichi tightened his hug before running away from the studio.

"Oi Shuichi! Come back here! Rehearsals doesn't end here!" Hiro heard K curse with a series of flying bullets, while he was following Shuichi.

What now? Hiro thought.

Shuni was lying on his bed, staring at the glow – in – the - dark stickers on his ceiling. He admired its effect, which was reflecting on his face.

A tear escaped on his eye, slowly flowing through his cheek. Everybody knew his heart is weak, and so, they were careful not to hurt his feelings – which is one reason nobody saw him cry. He hugged his pillow tight and cried himself to sleep, neither did he know that his twin was doing the same on his own small apartment.

Shuichi bear in mind Tachi's warnings, and didn't think twice on having any other options. He wanted to protect Yuki and Shuni. He wanted to protect those he love. But he was feeling guilty because of Hiro. Hiro was the only one who cared for him, and when he quits the band, it was like he was betraying and ruining his bestfriend's career.

He looked at the newly crashed mirror on the ground, he knocked it accidentaly earlier, leaving the fragments open for danger.

Danger..

What would I do?

The fragments shone beautifully under the moonlight.

Glistening..

Tears escaped his eyes.

Will I survive?

Should I –

Should I die?

Die.

He walked towards the glistening fragments and took a piece. He tried to bury it on his arm, causing red blots.

"Ouch. It really does hurt."

What hurts?

My wound?

Or my heart's wound?

He prepared to end his life by pressing the glass on his wrist. He choked back some tears while his breathing became uneasy.

"Any last words Shuichi?" He heard his innerself say. The inner weak self. Then he sighed.

"I .. am so tired."

He slowly drag the knife to his wrist, his previous wound and blood mixed with tears.

"Goodbye, world. Goodbye –

"SHUICHI!" the door slammed.

Again, this is not a death fic.

A/n: ok, so thischapter ends here. Gomen for updating late! See you next chap! And don't forget to leave a review!

Next chap: Shuichi's last concert, Yuki's concern, Shuni's realization.

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sorry this chap was crappy.. I'll update after a week.. promise..