Hmm… I'm assuming that I can make up many of those facts for the one-shot I want to write. ^_^ But first, I must finish this. After all, it's not meant to be a 100+ review fan fiction with a lot of chapters.

Well, read on.

In Which a Rock Star's Life Grows Increasingly Worse

Also Known As…

Why Ayako Should Not Attempt to Write Humor

(An addition in the 'Cute People Deserve to be Tortured' ™)

Written by Ayako

.Two.

We last left off on Ryuichi and his journey to deliver chocolates. Now he walks onward to his goal… Touma's office.

But since this isn't a serious fan fiction and I don't want to detail Ryuichi walking down a rather plain and boring hall that is probably decorated with art or posters-Damn you readers, you tricked me into it. I know this chapter has only lasted …. 67 words since the ending of .two., but let us have an intermission.

[START INTERMISSION]

And since this is my story, I will now address the reviews I had received because I was INFURIATED! …Or amused, take it either way. If you review, you get a SPECIAL CAMEO! *gasp*

I love humor, you can put meaningless things in the story.

I will never be as evil as certain people. *cough*Evangeline*cough*

Chibi Ukyou… YOU WIL DIE. Actually, no, you will not. You will be needed in the future. But never ever say I like Ayaka. She's killing off the possibilities of Hiroshi shounen ai. Hey, want me to kill her off in this fic? It's possible. ^_^ If you look at my summary for this story, you know it'll be more than just Tatsuha and Ryuichi.

Mary, I will fix that review for you. .

Myisha, matura,maimai,su… You got your wish.

GoldenFilia, I am flattered, so for your sake, I'll end the intermission.

[END INTERMISSION]

And since I tortured you all with that intermission, I will let Ryuichi get to the office.

…Poof, he's there.

"Toumaaaaaaaaaaa!" Ryuichi crowed merrily, opening the door without asking as polite people would. But hey, who doesn't welcome Ryuichi?

"Ryuichi," said Touma, simply acknowledging the arrival of the singer. If possible, Ryuichi's smile grew wider at the Quatre on Zero saying his name. Imagine Touma's reaction as a small bag of chocolate was dumped into his lap.

Guess what it is! Come on, I dare you! No, I can't keep a secret. Touma grimaced, slightly tired as well as happy that he had received chocolates from his friend. He had, literally, piles of chocolate from fans, employees, and family. But it was different when it came from just your friends. "Arigato," he replied, "I'll have some later." Touma reached into one of his many desk drawers and took out a scarlet wrapped box which he handed to Ryuichi. "Happy Valentines Day."

Ryuichi's eyes sparkled and in reflex, Touma began to flinch, recognizing what was coming.

"TOUMA, I LOVE YOU!" The thirty-one year old practically flew at the blond, coming at the speed of light. So to avoid it, Touma stuck a chocolate into the rock star's mouth, effectively stopping him.

With his job completed, Ryuichi and Kumagorou waved a goodbye to one of our most favorite psychos.

"I love chocolate, NA NO DA!"

…Damn, I hope I didn't forget anyone except K. Because, well, uh… Never mind, I'll use those pretty lines to blind you guys.

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SCENE SWITCH - YUKI AND SHUICHI (Am I the only one that wonders why Shuichi calls him by his fake last name?)

"Yukiiiiiiiiiii!" Shuichi bounded into the house, ecstatic and ready for their upcoming date.

The blond heart throb of Japan climbed out of the ocean of chocolate bars, nearly drowning as he attempted to walk through it. "…What?" he muttered.

"Date-o! Date-o!" Shuichi cheered, waving his arms like a cheerleader, which would be completely believable if he wore one of those outfits.

An eyebrow rose before he turned his head to survey the damage. Yuki Eiri was not happy that his house was overflowing with chocolate. He hadn't even had the chance to change his clothing because the minute he opened the door, the deliveries were pouring in. "Fine. Wait." With that settled with, he went to change into something more presentable than pajamas.

Shuichi settled down on the nearly non existent couch. Despite the fact that the house was cluttered with chocolate, he opened the small bag that Ryuichi had given him and began to chew. "Mmm… It kind of tastes like strawberry pocky too…" That was odd, considering this was chocolate for Christ's sake, but it was so delicious that Shuichi couldn't stop eating it.

By the time Yuki had gotten out, Shuichi was nearly done. Shuichi immediately pounced onto his lover, smothering him with chocolate kisses.

But now, unfortunately for those Yuki and Shuichi starved fan girls, they were no longer thinking about their date nor screwing each other senseless.

… They were thinking of something, or rather someone.

And others that had gotten those pieces of chocolates began to have similar thoughts as well.

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Ryuichi dreamed.

Not of what he had, not of what he owned, but of loving hands, embraces that never ended, and the whispers and promises of love.

In it's own way, a nightmare.

Twisted sneers, smirks that said failure was the only option for him, the music dying and drifting away from his fingertips, stealing his life, ridding him of his god like persona…

Ghostly fingers traveled upward from his calve to his thigh. He shivered, blinking his eyes to allow himself full awareness of the situation. But the touch still lingered, and seemed to be continuing, and he screamed.

Chuckles. It was not his own voice.

Ryuichi slithered slowly off his bed, afraid to look, afraid to see who or what it was.

"Ryuichi, don't deny me this opportunity, I've been waiting…" Now he recognized it.

He instantly brightened now that he knew it wasn't some psychotic stranger. "Anou… Sakano! What are you doing here?" Then he paused in confusion, "And how did you get here? I wasn't aware you knew where I lived."

The usually shy manager inched forward to Ryuichi's spot on the floor and gave him a sly smile. Sakano's fingers found their way to Ryuichi's chin, and titled his face upward to look into his eyes. "My feelings of love led me here."

"N-Nani?!"

Sakano's smile grew perverse as he wrapped his arms around the older man. His whisper grew seductive and he blew into his ear as he spoke: "Let me love you, Ryu-chan."

Ryuichi's screams of horror were heard.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Mwahahahaha. This is the first time I used slight innuendoes in a fan fiction. Didn't that part on dreaming start to sound serious? I was scared of what I was doing.

Want more? Ask/demand/torture me for it. ^_^

Really, these parts are short for a reason.