Yo! I'm back! First, I'd like to thank my reviewers.

I noticed all but one reviewer said something about Kitazawa. And that no one likes him very much. I don't HATE him, but when I see him and feel strong dislike. Wierd, but I just have ta not look, that's all. .

And I'm afraid Kita's going to be a pretty cool happy-go-lucky. If happy-go-luckies can be cool. Oh well.

OOCness. I'm not sure I really like this chapter, but ah well.

Onward!!! n.n;;

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Shuichi's POV

"B-b-boyfriend?!" I voiced my mental outburst. More like yelled it, but you knew that alredy, didn't you?

And look, he's just closed the door. I'm trapped in a room with gay man, and I really don't like him. There goes that luck again.

He blinked at me, then laughed, "I believe that's what I said, yes." Then his eyes darkened for a second, "Why? Do I offend you?"

"Nah-no!" I squeaked while shaking my head feverishly. "I just.. didn't think Eiri-san was.. gay, ya know?.."

Instantly Kitazawa's eyes regained their quality.

"Bisexual really," he said as he began walking towards me. "He believes I'm 100% homosexual, though."

'Ah.. i-interesting..' I thought as I involuntarily took a step backwards for each one he took forward. " So.. what now?..."

I soon found myself backed against the kitchen wall, with Kitazawa looming over me. Not a compromising position for a 'straight' guy, wouldn't you say?

"Well," he whispered as he placed each hand on the side of me, blocking my escape. I could feel blood rush to my face as he bent to whisper in my ear, "Wouldn't you like to know what's going through my head?"

I shriveled in relief when he pulled away with a funny grin. "But that would be cheating on Eiri, now wouldn't it? I'm not that kind of person. I'm quite proud of my loalty, so maybe some other time."

I believe he could be a new heart attack inducer.

--- Wondering what's up with Suguru/Tohma? Let's find out shall we? (NG Studios) ---

Suguru's POV

"Well, this is NG studios. Get used to it, you'll probably be seeing it alot."

I looked up from staring at my feet long enough to glance at the building before sliding across the plush seat of the limo and out the spacious vehicle.

It didn't take too long to get here; about a twenty minute drive maybe? It probably would have taken a shorter time had we not had to drop Tatsuha off at his house. He's a nice kid but, he insisted on asking questions about Mr.Ryuichi and was demanding answers.

"Is he single?"

"I don't know."

"Would he like me?"

"I don't know."

"How old is he?"

"I'm not sure."

"Will he come back?"

"Who knows."

That's kinda how it went. Tohma-sama, as I learned my savior's name was, said he's a monk. He must not be a very good one, plus he's my age!

"NG?" I asked out of curiosity, playing with the initials in my mind to try and make something of it.

Tohma-sama blinks twice at the large sign, then rubs the back of his head sheepishly.

"I.. it's sort of silly. If there was a day I could belong to a band, I wanted it to be called 'Nittle Grasper', just to be unique. So when I took over I renamed it NG Studios. You're the first person I've told."

I'm glad he turns his back towards me. for I'm probably a bright shade of pink right now. I don't know why; it's just I've never seen a more beautiful person before. More over, he's a guy. He's got this alluring factor to him I think. But I have absolutely no chance. For I'm just a scrawny, pathetic, dirty little kid. I'm sure he has a nice wife or girlfriend, or something.

But do I actually want a chance? Is that what I'm telling myself?

"I don't think it's silly," I mutter, but he's already walking away. I watch the back of the fluffy coat as I trot silently behind to keep up. He walks pretty fast.

Into the air-conditioned elevator we go. I've never been in one before. Really. It is cool and really clean. We ride up two floors and then walk out to turn right down a hall, wich is just as clean as

the elevator. Tohma-sama and I (A/N: Is that right? I'm horrible at that stuf. XD) take a few more bends, but I'm not paying attention to the direction because I'm busy counting the patterned tiles.

In my stupor I slam into something: Tohma-sama's back.

"S-sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry.." I continue reciting as the blonde man turned towards me with a smile. He pushed open the door in front of him, still facing me, and simply said "Welcome home."

I shut up and turned to actually look inside the room, then let out a gasp.

I walked in and found it was the most gorgeous place I've ever been in. It had a mahogany desk with papers stacked neatly on it, a leather couch, different plants, a large window, and two adjoining rooms.

Everything went perfectly with the others, and like the halls and elevator, the walls were pure white.

"You'll stay here temporarily with me until I can move you into my house. Okay?"

I wonder...

Could this building...

.. be Heaven?

--- Back to Eiri/Kita's place ---

Eiri's POV

I open the door with one hand, using the other to carry two grocery bags. I walk in and discard my shoes, while peering up to see Kitazawa sitting on the couch with the newspaper open in front of him, hiding my view of his face, and Shuichi

sitting on a chair next to him, attempting to read along with him.

"Welcome home, Eiri-chan," Kitazawa greeted me, and I nodded in reply, even though he couldn't see me. I noticed Shuichi glanced at me before turning away with a slight blush on his cheeks...

"What did you do to him, Yuki?" I asked boredly, carring the bags to the kitchen. I saw him from the corner of my eye drop the paper momentarily to look at me.

"I didn't do anything! I simply welcomed Shu-chan into our home!" He paused, then started calling off events, "Then I suggested he take a shower, he's filthy you know, but he got lost, but I don't believe

you can do that, so I told him he was lying, and then he said how he has no other clothes which is kind of disgusting, but anyways I said he could borrow some of our clothes and then

he got all flushed and red in the face and told me 'no that's perfectly alright' but I insisted, altough......"

My roomate continued to ramble as I leaned against the counter. Stealing a glance at Shuichi, I saw he was still slightly red and held an expression that clearly read 'I'm right here you know!'

"Yuki."

"Yes, Eiri-chan?"

"Shut up. You're scaring the kid."

Once again the newspaper dropped, only he turned to Shuichi. "Sorry, kiddo."

"Please," the pink-haired kid begged, "I'm technically an adult."

"He's got a point," I put in, lighting the cigarette I just remembered I had. Again the paper dropped. He's getting annoying... -er.

"Sorry, sir."

"That makes me sound old!"

Flip.

"Sorry, mister."

"Too proper.."

Flip

"Sorry, man."

"No..."

I sighed. Even though we've all just met Shuichi, it's like.. we're complete with him. Someone up there must like me, for at least those two are getting along (that or they're good actors). And of course, the boy is cute.

I didn't say that. I swear didn't...

I take a drag on my cigarette, and exhale slowly.

What am I going to do?

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Yaayyyy! Go major OOCness! Woot!

But actually, Eiri isn't really OOC. The whole Kitazawa thing NEVER HAPPENED in this fic, so he isn't a stone-cold-hearted bastard. Yup.

I've decided everything will play along similar to the series/manga, though more the anime. For example, sooner or later Shuichi will become

genki master (he'll be happyhappy), Bad Luck shall form, etc. Ryuichi will come back too. Figure out where I'm going with this. ;)

Time for reviewers' help. I dun't think zee title will fit zee story anymore. cough If you can think of a better one, let me know. I might use it.

The 'flip' up there was Kita setting the newspaper down to answer Shu. Just ta let you know.

Do I suck at humor? Or angst? I'm not sure. I seem to put humor into everything.

Um, what else? Something off topic: Anyone know where I can download the Rocky Horror Picture Show? I saw it a long time ago, now a friend wants me to see it again.

Remember, review please!!! ...

I bet no one reads my author notes.