Chapter II. Full House.
Yuki had to call a towing truck for his car as the impact with the black Jaguar rendered his car useless and it was not safe to drive in a door-less car.
"… I'm going to call a taxi…" Yuki sighed and took his mobile phone. He glanced at his proud car and almost sweat dropped as one of its wheel rolled out of its base.
"That's not necessary, Eiri. My car is still pretty much intact. Let me drive you home" Said Ichiro, trying to made things better.
"Much appreciated, thank you" Yuki nodded.
"Anou… Ichiro-kun where are you staying ?" Shuichi asked. He was crouching next to his brother's damaged car, examining the damage, which was not so serious.
"Erm… I'm going to stay in Japan permanently, so… Qantas didn't provide the accommodation…". Ichiro paused for a while then pulls his brother up before wrapping his arm around Shuichi's shoulder. "I guess I'll have to stay with you until I get my own home, Shuichi".
Upon hearing that, Shuichi glanced at Yuki, which gives Shuichi a deadly glare.
"Y..Yuki ?"
"No…. There's no room left. Besides I'm not going to have another brat in the house…" Yuki shakes his head slowly.
"Now wait just a minute there…." Ichiro glared at the author, "Who are you calling brat ?!. I'm an official co-pilot for Qantas Dash 800 and a violinist, not just a hyper brat" He paused. "Besides why can I stay in Shuichi's home ?".
"Erm… Ichiro-san… Yuki's home is my home…" Shuichi smiled nervously.
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After lots of arguments, Yuki finally gave up. He let Shuichi's brother to stay for awhile in his house.
"… So yea, I bought this nice car with my salary. Since I lives by myself, I can bought almost anything without any complaints" Ichiro was driving and was rambling about his life to his younger brother.
"Uhh… yea…. Well, I'm working as a singer now. You know, it was my ambition to become…" Shuichi paused.
"Become famous like Sakuma Ryuichi, right ?" Ichiro smirked.
"Uh… yes" Shuichi smiled as he blushes slightly.
"You're famous, Shuichi. There were lots of Japanese passenger on my last flight and they were talking about your band, The Bad Luck…".
Yuki, who was sitting behind the two brothers cleared his throat before speaks softly, "Don't you have any interesting CD to play in this junk ?".
"Yes I have… And this car is not a junk like your Nazi car…" Ichiro scowled and inserted a CD into the CD player.
Much to Yuki's enjoyment and Shuichi's disapproval the loud music blared. It was Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata.
"I hate when he did this…" Shuichi grumbled in his mind.
"Hmm… this kid knows what's good and what's not" Yuki smiled tightly.
Shuichi tried to enjoy the classical music for the first fifteen minutes. Moonlight Sonata was always good to hear, but the next song was unbearable. It was Opera. He began to twitch and became uneasy. His head tilts side to side as if wanting to escape from the hellish car.
Yuki glanced over at his boyfriend and smiled. He lifted a leg and rests his arms above his head before leaning against the seat. "You got a decent sense of music, Ichiro-san… May I smoke ?" Yuki asked. He reached his pocket and took a pack of cigarette.
"Sure" Ichiro replied and reached his pocket and took his own pack of cigarette. He looked at his younger brother who was now edging to the door and whimpering something about no smoking.
After few minutes of driving and being stopped few times by the police, the trio arrived at Yuki's apartment.
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"Nice place you got here, Eiri-san" Ichiro said as he stepped into the apartment. He dragged a rather large suitcase with him.
"Thank you…. It would be much nicer without the… barbaric wallpaper" Yuki shuddered.
"I think I know who did this" Ichiro smiled. He gazed around Yuki's living room. Some portion of the walls were painted in neutral cream color, but the other part of the wall were painted in bright pink color.
"… I'm going to cook…." Shuichi sulked as he walked into the kitchen.
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Shuichi flipped trough the cupboard and closets on the kitchen, trying to found something to cook and at the same time trying to impress his older brother. He quickly recalled his cooking accident few days ago… An accident which caused Yuki to look for a new apartment. "Screw this…" Shuichi grabbed his mobile phone and dialed for Chinese Restaurant, "Hello, yes, this is Shuichi Shindou…. Yes as usual, but deliver it from the back door…".
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After the dinner…
"Whoa, I never knew you can cook, Shuichi" Ichiro chuckled, he patter his bulging stomach before let out a soft belching noise. "Sorry…".
"Pig…" Shuichi scowled, he belched few seconds after.
"Look who's talking…" Yuki shook his head and went to the bathroom.
Ichiro went to the balcony and smokes his cigarette peacefully there. He gazed at every direction, enjoying the scenery, "Six years…. So much has changed…".
"Nothing much, Ichiro, nothing much. Trust me" Shuichi sneaked from behind and wrapped his arm around Ichiro's shoulder.
Ichiro smiled at his brother and ruffles Shuichi's pink hair, "I never thought that you would have a boyfriend instead of girlfriend".
Shuichi blushed and edges away from his brother, "That's my choice".
"Shuichi…" Ichiro chuckled and pats his brother's shoulder, "It's alright".
Shuichi smiled and plopped down on the balcony, leaning on his hands, "Oh, Ichiro… do you still play your violin ?".
"Yes of course" Ichiro huffed proudly, "You are looking at a member of Perth Philharmonic Orchestra !".
"Oh nice" Shuichi beamed. "Uh…. What's Perth ?" He blinked.
"Capital city of Western Australia… baka" Ichiro sweat dropped.
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"I wished he never came…" Yuki grumbled as he twists around the bed, shielding his ears from noises originating from his living room.
Ichiro and Shuichi were not asleep yet. They were discussing about the Bad Luck performance.
"Ok, I'm going to play and sing to it again, you can do the violin mix with that" Shuichi pressed the play button on the CD player and points at his synthesizer.
"Ready" Ichiro nodded and rests his fingers on the synthesizer.
Shuichi pressed play on the CD player and The Rage Beat beats loudly in the apartment.
This lasts until 4 o'clock in the morning…
The End of Chapter II