Here is the second chapter. I really love this series and want to write about it. I want to inspire others and make them love it just as much as I do. Also it was my friend that is helping me with my fics that wrote the death threat not me....robin...please no more threatening the readers..and thanks for the tips

Disclaimer: Still not mine...

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Purple eyes watched his lover's every move from outside the restaurant. He was seated at a table with that blonde American beauty. It hurt Shuichi to see that Yuki had taken someone out on a date, let alone a woman.

The American leaned closer to Yuki, spurring Shuichi to lean closer to the window to try and get a better look. Unnoticed, his hat fell off, exposing who he was to everyone present. He heard a few squeals and other excited sounds. Thinking it nothing, he ignored it, then tried to figure this whole situation out.

Yuki had yet to kiss or touch her small, slender hands.

The sound of feet hitting the pavement made the singer turn around. What he saw made his eyebrows shoot up. A heard of fan-girls and guys where headed his way. He let out a squeak and dashed into the restaurant; seeing it as the only escape route.

Once inside, he headed toward a table where four women sat, each one wearing colorful outfits and fake furs. Shuichi tried to slide under it, making it to the other side after a struggle. He looked back to see the fans trying to stuff their way inside, squawked, then ran in further.

He was in such a hurry that he didn't see the waiter walking right in front of him until the last second. He collided with the waiter, who had been carrying some sort of fancy soup, and knocked him over. The soup bowl flew from his hands, and the clams and cream sauce inside soon spilled all over Yuki's beautiful date from head to chest. All Shuichi could do was stare openmouthed.

The woman got up, very upset that her all-leather outfit was ruined. Yuki was staring at his shocked and embarrassed lover and then grew cold and angry.

"Brat!" he shouted, "What the hell are you doing?!?"

"What...what are you doing?" Shuichi said feeling tears well up.

"What the hell does it look like?" Yuki retorted.

Shuichi, gaining self-confidence, yelled back to his lover as he rose from the floor, "YOU ARE ON A DATE!! A DATE, YUKI!! A DATE WITH SOMEONE ELSE!"

Yuki grabbed his pink-haired lover just as a group of fans even bigger than the previous one chasing Shuichi had been arrived.

Now how the hell to explain this all to my small headed lover...? Yuki thought.