A/N: This was supposed to be posted four months ago as soon as Annie loves it done beta-ing this. Many thanks to my lovely beta for being patience with my grammar.

Author: Atsu Tenshi

Disclaimer: The ever greater Maki Murakami

Warning: Shounen-ai, some curse words

Title: Am I Lucky or Bad Luck?

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Calm before the Storm

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A pink-haired boy was bouncing around happily as he recalled to his best friend, Hiroshi, of his latest account with Yuki. "Then Yuki bought me an ice-cream!"

Hiro sighed for the umpteenth time that day. He was quite happy that Shuichi was being allowed to attend school, for a day without Shuichi in school was a day of boredom.

And he had miraculously endured the boredom more than a week, without the thought of attempting suicide by jumping from the classroom's window or burn the teacher's living room in order to get some buzz in the school. However, he had thought of dyeing Suguru Fujisaki's raven hair to a flaming red by pouring the whole liter of D'Arte paint on him during one of the art classes. Hiro grinned ear to ear. Maybe he should go about this plan. Should Shuichi hear about it he most certainly would wish to join in too.

Now, back to the Twilight Zone, the light-haired boy patted Shuichi's shoulder. His grin still remained on his handsome visage. "I can imagine you forcing Yuki to buy you the ice-cream."

Shuichi fumed in anger, his lips turned to pout as his clenched his fists and glared at his best friend. "Hey, where did you get such idea? Don't make up a story like that! I took the offer from Yuki, just so you know."

Hiro laughed and continued to pat the pink-haired boy. "Okay, okay I know."

Shuichi smiled back at him before he started skipping across the hallway, leaving Hiro to stroll. "Hey, I just remember something," Shuichi stopped on his track and turned to his best friend. "I heard about this new boy in our school and he happened to be in our class, doesn't he?"

Hiro nodded, "Suguru Fujisaki. Not quite a talker but he can be friendly at times."

"At times? Oh…" Shuichi grinned with his eyes glinted suggestively at Hiro. "You're such a play-boy, Hiro! You already have Ayaka-chan with you and you still ask him out but you were rejected! Aw… poor Hiro need to mend his heart all alone by himself while I was grounded from school." Shuichi laughed while Hiro was busy glaring holes through him.

"Now who's talking 'bout making up a story, eh? You know, he can play the keyboard pretty well," Hiro said with a smirk. "Better than you," he added as an after thought.

"Argh! Okay, let's change the subject!" Shuichi cried in frustration. Hiro chuckled as he watched Shuichi tried to forget what he had just been told. Telling Shuichi that there was someone better than him in playing the keyboard was a sensitive case, especially if that said person was in the same school.

"Shuichi, let's go back to the class. I don't want to get caught skipping class with you." Hiro told him, his eyes held a stern gaze towards his friend. Shuichi gulped, yet he was determined not to go back to class.

"But Hiro, I want to avoid those pathetic girls who kept on asking Yuki this, Yuki that, argh! It's annoying! And that idiot pink girl made the matter even worse. She kept on telling everyone about her day during the horse-ride with Yuki…blah…blah… Sheesh! Can't she keep things to herself?"

[NOTE: To refresh the readers' memory regarding on the pink girl, she did appear during the horse-riding chapter where Yuki had to be a knight in shining amour saving a so-called-damsel in distress, Shuichi. She had a huge crush on Yuki.

Hiro jabbed at Shuichi's chest and earned a glare from the boy. "Look who's talking," said Hiro, ignoring the narrowed eyes on him.

"Hey! I have my moments with Yuki! Others do not!" Shuichi protruded which made Hiro sigh again but this time, it was an amused one.

"Such a possessive boyfriend we have here."

"Hiro!"

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The bell rang and all the students walked hastily out of the classroom as soon as the teacher gave them the sign of 'no homework for today'. Shuichi was the first one to scamper off quickly to the hallway and instead of jogging to the cafeteria where all the students scurried to, Shuichi was searching for any sign of his blond-haired bodyguard.

Even though he was allowed to attend school, his father insisted to provide more security around the school. The principal agreed to it whole-heartedly, including the members of the school board. So there were about twenty guards around the school premises, all dressed in normal clothes, or some wore formal clothes like the teachers as not to attract much attention especially if one of the assassins or spy happened to be in the school.

Yuki wore casual clothes which turned out to be a very bad idea (it was K who assigned on which bodyguard should wear casual or formal). As soon as Yuki stepped into the school with Shuichi clinging beside him, he had attracted most of the female population in the school. Girls and women flaunting seductively in front of him and this made Shuichi a very pissed off boyfriend.

Some even went to Shuichi and asked many questions about Yuki, mostly was where did he get such a hot handsome bodyguard, or whether Yuki, though a bodyguard, was available to go for a date, or they could have Yuki's phone number.

"I hope Yuki won't get molested by any girls while I'm in class," Shuichi voiced out his concern to nobody, his feet still sprinting through various hallways as his eyes strained for sun-kissed hair.

Then not far away he was, he heard several girls squealed loudly.

"Kyaaaaa!!!!"

"Waaah! Yuuuuuuki-chan!"

And more squealed with more calling of Yuki's name by – Shuichi estimated, twenty girls.

Shuichi clenched both his fists and ran as fast as possible to the source of the squealing.

"YUUUUUUKIIIIIIII!!!!!!" Shuichi shouted as loud as he could whilst running hastily to his poor bodyguard who apparently, had being bear hugged by three to four students and his face showed that he was in the experience of near-death-suffocation. Few girls surrounded the blond as they tried to give Yuki the same treatment. "Wow, Yuki-san, you smell so nice! What cologne are you using?"

"Yuki-chan, I can feel your muscles. I bet if you take off your clothes, they must look so awesome!"

"Yuki, are you free for a date?"

"I love your blond hair! Can I touch it?"

"Why did you become a bodyguard? You should be a model with how attractive you are, you know."

"Arghhhh!!!! Stay away from Yuki! You girls are suffocating him to death!" Shuichi shouted to them and quickly jumped onto the light-haired man and embraced him tightly, which made Yuki pale even more. It seems that a jealous and possessive clasp from the younger boy can win over six to seven crazed fan girls. He began gasping for air.

"Shuichi-san, you're so cute when you're being possessive over him!" Shuichi blinked.

"Hey, we just want to touch Yuki!" some shouted disdainfully.

"Kyaaa!!! Both of you are a couple?" some asked with a squeal.

Shuichi's blush spread throughout his cheeks.

"Really? Wow, to-die-for-pair!"

"Can't we at least have time with Yuki without you in the picture!?" A few girls snapped scornfully.

"I want to spend time with Yuki!"

"Yuki, I shall support your love!"

Shuichi nearly lost his nerve, grasping his bodyguard's hand tightly with his fist and runnnig pass the girls, knocking few to the floor. Shuichi thinking while doing so 'Serves them right!' An evil grin appeared on his face and a dark aura could be felt around the boy. Yuki thought that he must have lost it.

A few minutes later, Shuichi was suddenly yanked and in an instant his butt met the floor.

"What did you do that for?"

"Because following you around the school without a specific destination makes me feel like an idiot!" Yuki glared at the boy below him.

Shuichi glowered, either embarrassed or angry at him. Shuichi stood up and crossed his arms with his heated glare. "Of course we are going somewhere!" Shuichi loudly replied to the blond man in front of him. He glowered more. To be frank, he had no idea where he was leading his boyfriend. He was just enjoying himself running around the school with Yuki. The thrill was there, like as if they running away to elope. Shuichi blushed even more.

"Where, idiot!?" Yuki demanded. Shuichi gulped. "Whe- ah- HERE! I mean this door!" Shuichi just randomly pointed to a door which happened to be next to him. Yuki looked at the door before his gaze averted back to Shuichi. His left eyebrow rose, mocking the poor boy.

Shuichi gulped again. He started to feel the chill. He turned his gaze slowly to his right. 'Very nice, Shuichi. Way to go! Whatever that you've pointed definitely-' Shuichi stumped.

There, on the grey unattractive door written was a fine bold red word, 'JANITOR'. Blood crept into his face as soon as the word registered into his brain.

JANITOR.

JANITOR.

JANITOR.

Janitor, a sinful forbidden place… no, not that forbidden but forbidden to any two individuals who are in some sorts of a relationship. Shuichi could imagine his bodyguad smirking behind him.

"Interesting! And what am I suppose to do there with a minor like you?" Yuki pointed at the door with his gaze directed at him.

"I'm not a minor!"

"Only kid who does not know mathematics would admit that!"

"Then I'm not good at mathematics!"

Yuki scrunched his face in disdain with his choice of retort to the blond man. "Your sarcasm is way below, idiot!"

Even before Shuichi could respond towards Yuki he was stopped when his bodyguard pulled something from his jacket and handed it towards Shuichi. "Pocky," he told him when Shuichi did not make a move to take it.

"Besides," Yuki continued, "You have wasted approximately fifteen minutes of recess and there is roughly ten minutes left. You sure you can survive another four more periods with you skipping recess?"

Shuichi took it and gave him a sweet smile that can make even the coldest man who lived in North Pole melt with its warmth, which seemed to glow bright from the boy.

"Thanks, Yuki."

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"Okay, let's continue tomorrow!" Their producer told them through the microphone.
Ryuichi sighed tiredly before a yawn escaped from him. He stretched his body with a groan and then dragged himself out from the sound room

"Tatsuha! Carry me! I no longer can-" and Ryuichi had already been lifted off from the ground before he could finish his sentence.

"I will do anything for Ryuichi even if it means that I have to carry you like this forever!"

Tatsuha made a triumphant pose with his one arm held high up and his fist clenched tightly in the air, but the pose was only half successful since his other arm was grasping the boy from falling to the floor.

Ryuichi bit Kumagaru's left ear while giggling at Tatsuha's funny attempt to make the triumphant pose.

"Ryuichi," someone called from behind them. The two men turned their heads to the source of the voice. It was Seguchi with a tired smile plastered on his pale face.

"Are you alright, Seguchi?" Tatsuha asked with a frown. Ryuichi and he were already worried of Seguchi's state a since few days ago. He seemed to look so worn off as the days went by.

"Yeah I am Tatsuha, thanks for asking," Seguchi replied.

"Tohma, are you sure? You sound like you're a hundred years old." Ryuichi teased though a hint of concern could be traced in his voice.

Tohma laughed lightly as his eyes gazed at the lead singer fondly. "Yea, I think I've been living for a hundred of years now. By the end of this year it shall be a hundred and one years old."

Ryuichi smiled at the response. "Kumagaru, did you hear that? Tohma has tricked us all this time!"

Tohma walked towards them and patted Ryuichi's head before he turned his his full attention towards Tatsuha.

"I have to stay here for a while. Noriko will give both of you a ride."

Then Tohma turned away from them and briskly walked out of the room and towards the elevator. He arrived at the floor of his office and walked to the door. He stopped himself when his hand touched the cold metal knob.

He let his gaze wander to the cream carpet below him before closing his eyes and leaning his forehead towards the mahogany wood of the door, feeling as all his stress from the past few days just consume his whole being.

'What the hell am I doing? Am I doing the right thing?' Tohma's thought wandered for a while.

It took few seconds to adjust himself before he finally regained his coolness, standing straight in front of his door without letting go the knob. He was fortunate that no one was there to see his poor condition.

He turned the knob and pushed the door when his eyes suddenly caught at something, no, someone who happened to stand right in front of his desk. The back of the person was facing him.

"Nakano-sama," he gasped between his teeth.

The said person stirred as soon as he heard his name from Seguchi. He turned slowly and smiled lightly at Tohma, as if it was an everyday acquaintance between them. His eyes were sharp and slanted. His skin was tan and his nose was perfectly pointed. He was quite handsome for his age but the delicate wrinkles across his eyes and forehead showed the slight dimness of his beauty.

"Good, I've been waiting for you, Seguchi," the smooth and resilient voice bellowed in the room. His thin lips stretched into a smirk.

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The upper half of his body leaned on the tree as he sat quietly, listening to the breeze gliding through the many leaves above him and the distant noises by the students in the building. The young boy was sitting beside him, munching and chewing his strawberry pocky quietly.

"Aren't you hungry, Yuki?" He turned to look at the man who was lazing under the tree with his eyes closed.

Yuki opened his eyes and peered at the strawberry-haired boy, "I've eaten breakfast. Unlike you, who has eaten enough to feed the entire staff at the mansion for breakfast, and still can't survive without recess, I'm a light eater."

Shuichi scowled, "Hey! You told me to not skip recess!"

"Did I? But even if I told you to skip, will you skip? I don't think so," Yuki responded closing his eyes.

Shuichi sulked mumbling to himself, "Why pocky? It should be torikatsu bento."

Yuki smirked and could not help but tease the other boy, "See, you are still hungry after all the food you ate this morning!"

"Yuki!" Shuichi whined loudly.

"Shut up, idiot! You are destroying the peaceful atmosphere!"

Then the bell rang, resonating loudly throughout the large school. Yuki sighed and stood, stretching before turning his head to the other boy to tell him to go back to class.

The sound of the bell stopped and filled the once quiet atmosphere with the distant noises students, that was gradually raising in volume. "Meet you in front of the school gate. Your class starts in a few minutes so go!"

Yuki turned his back to the boy and started to walk away.

"Erm… Yuki," Shuichi called him. He stopped but did not turn to face the boy.

"Could you- could… erm-"

Yuki sighed and turned, "What, idiot? Just say it now or I'll leave you here." the blond man glared at Shuichi.

"Fine! Yuki, k- could-"

"I'm going-"

"Kiss me!" Shuichi cried, loud enough for everyone to hear. Yuki wandered his gaze to their surrounding to see whether there was any stirring caused by Shuichi's loud statement.

Then his eyes landed on the boy who was brooding silently, his eyes holding some hope.

"Please," Shuichi added, his lips turning to pout, coming of as a slight turn on to Yuki.

Yuki gulped; the boy was really irresistible, what with those looks he was giving him at the moment.

Yuki took a deep breath and gave in.

"Fine, just a quick one!"

He looked around again; making sure no one was around and quickly grabbed the boy, pulling him close.

Yuki closed the distance and Shuichi's lips were on his. They kissed, casual and sloppy with Yuki's tongue exploring and nipping his lips. Shuichi broke the kiss and whispered a shy 'love you' before he ran off to his class.

TBC

A/N: The real deal supposed to happen in this chapter but in the end it turns out to be nothing of what I have expected. Then I changed it into an interlude which did not happen too because suddenly for no reason I started to write on Seguchi's scene. I'm glad that this chapter is done; my brain is dreadfully tired after brainstorming like hell.

Atsu Tenshi