It had been two weeks now .
Two full weeks of Schuldich going to the empty apartment's door and waiting in vain for a boy that never came .
In was difficult ... living in two weeks of a perpetually wretched status quo .
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Yohji felt miserable for his friend . He knew something was very wrong and yet Schuldich refused to tell him what had happened , what this was all about -- but Yohji knew that the reason . It was all about that kid he had seen only in the pictures that Schuldich brought to work ... the boy he had never met .
Yohji knew he could recognize that face anywhere if he saw it . Schuldich had allowed him to pore through most of his masterpieces because Yohji was a good friend , and Yohji examined each print with growing admiration .
Schuldich's work had grown infinitely better , it had never seemed possible before , Schuldich's work had always been the best even among all the top professionals ... but here he was , proved wrong . The redhead had put the prints back almost reverently in their container – Yohji had never seen him treat his pictures like that too .
Sure , the bastard could be arrogant at times – he was difficult , stubborn and childish . He often pulled off nasty escapades and got away with insulting some of their lofty clients ... but he was a good man . He didn't deserve all this heartache .
And Ken was the person to credit – or to blame – this on .
Yohji knew that everything was just an arrogant façade to keep people away . to keep them guessing .
Schuldich had never liked to be close to anyone – with the exception of Yohji , he had no other 'friends' . And then , the kid named Ken came along , and managed to single-handedly crumble all of Schuldich's defenses that he had built over the years .
Yohji had tried to comfort Schuldich , tried to remind him that he was always there to lend a helping hand – but it was no use . Schuldich just wanted to be alone with his misery , and Yohji had stayed away .
There was nothing he could do , but hope that time would heal all wounds . That was the saying right ? If idiots believed that , then maybe , just maybe it could be true ...
Yohji was musing as he drove through the streets , the top of his convertible down .
The night was thankfully clear , the news had said that the damned storm had already passed and everything was going to be clear for at least a few days .
He really didn't care where he ended up , it was one of those nights that you feel like ambling around with no direction , just wandering . He wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings either – he was too lost in his own thoughts for that ; but despite that , he caught a flash of red hair disappearing into one of the clubs .
So maybe Schuldich had emerged and was trying to drown his misery with booze . It had happened before , it will happen again .
Yohji smiled faintly . Schuldich being raving drunk was better than him being eerily silent like he had been this past few days – the blonde knew from experience .
He parked the car along the street and hurried into the bar . He had to be there when the redhead collapsed in sheer intoxication (Schuldich was prone to such bouts even more than Yohji was)
He scanned the full and gyrating room , bodies spinning and heaving to the dance music as the different lights danced on the walls and on every available surface .
His eyes saw past all those people and rested on the redhead standing by the bar ...
... but he didn't recognize him .
It wasn't Schuldich .
Damn ...
He was about to turn on his heel and go when he saw who the redhead was talking to ... a boy – a brunette – was sitting on one of the bars stools , his head resting tiredly on the bar .
" Well I'll be damned ." Yohji muttered , a slow smile spreading on his face . He descended the steps into the dance floor
He weaved his way through the tightly-jammed discotheque towards the bar , ignoring the admiring looks both men and women had thrown his way despite their preoccupation with grooving and hopping to sweatiness ; and stopped right in front of the brunette .
He now knew how to snap Schuldich out of his misery .
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Mistress of Darkness1 : ^__^ You're welcome !
Zeto : Well ... I kinda like Crawford for some twisted reason . There are many good fics there where Crawford is actually acting like a human ! We're still quite far from the ending , sad to say (or is that good ?) Give me a live Ken and maybe imma make this a happy ending ! ^__~ ! Arigatou so muc for mailing me ! I tried to reply but my stupid e-mail is kinda acting up on me ! Gomen nasai kudasai !
Pandora.81 : /(O.O)\;; Anou ... yes . he is kawaii when he's angsting . ^__~ Arigatou , and ... ne , it will be soon .
Ketty : Gomen ne . I can't help it . I'll try to make the angsting and the drama shorter if you want it all that much .
Brizey : *Pats Brizey* Dun worry , everythin's gonna be fine .
Dan : No ! Don't jinx me ! I HAVE to find a guy like Ken ! I HAVE to !!! T__T
Whisper Reilman : Hmm ... it makes sense . If I was gonna picture Manx singing by the piano though , it wouldn't be in that hideous red outfit of hers . Ten bucks ? You're on !!! (is glad for some money) kidding ! Dolts ? No thanks , you can keep them . Schuldich was kinda stupid there though .