Suguru had to lie to the main guard saying he was here to choke the truth out of the accomplice. After he was let down in the musty smelling basement, he immediately got catcalls from all the other unclean males that infested the place. One even tried reaching out and grabbing Suguru, but luckily he was quick on his feet. Fortunately, Hiro wasn't that much further down. Whispering, he counted his lucky stars and stood in front of the barrier that separated him from his beloved. Hiro was sitting against the back cement wall, watching at him helplessly. The ground he sat on was wet, no doubt from water that leaks in when it rains, and they gave them no chairs or cots or anything. He would have to sleep either against the wall or on the wet ground. Suguru's heart immediately fell into his stomach, awaiting digestion.

"Oh god Hiro..." Suguru whispered.

"See what that prick did to me?" Hiro said in a voice no more than a whisper and not moving from his position. "He trashed my reputation, tore my trust away from my friends, and landed me in jail all in the same day, just to get back at me from that one night. I guess I took him a little too lightly. They said they'd be back to collect the reward when they told me Shuichi was in the alley. I never thought they would have the balls to do this to me!"

"Hiro...I believe you."

Hiro's head jerked up so fast that it nearly snapped off. "Suguru?"

"I do," he whispered, contorting his face into pain and reaching inside to get him to come closer.

Hiro stood up and walked over to Suguru, gripping the bars in his hands.

"It doesn't matter anymore," he said, drinking Suguru's eyes in with his own, wishing he were with him back at his apartment, all by themselves. "They got me. No one believes that a teenager nowadays is innocent when it comes to murder. I wouldn't murder Tohma! I wouldn't!"

Suguru brought his hand up and rested it against Hiro's left cheek. It felt so good to be touched by the hand of the person he loved most. Hiro leaned into it, extracting tears of frustration and helplessness.

"I believe you," he repeated. "I'll fight for you. They're going to ask you this though, Hiro, what did you do that night?"

Hiro bit his lip and tried to remember. When he did, it was as clear as day.

"That day I was at the studio with you and Tohma, telling him about Shuichi's disappearance, then when I left, I ran into Tachi and the rest of them. He said he paid two guys to rape Shuichi...and then I left to find him. When I did, I brought him to the hospital. After they told me to leave, I went back home and at the same time, thanked whatever god was looking over Shuichi all this time so he would end up being okay."

"But he wasn't, was he?" Suguru asked in a low voice.

Hiro sniffled. "No. It turns out that he was in fact infected, but at least he was still alive. Suguru, I wouldn't kill your cousin."

Just like Suguru predicted, Hiro said this with a straight face, eyes connected.

"I know you didn't," he repeated again. "I trust you. I'll get you out, even if I have to break you out and become a criminal myself."

Hiro cracked a small smile. "Thanks Suguru. I always knew I liked you."

Suguru would have responded, but the guard said his time was up.

"I'll come here later," Suguru promised, then left, without any further words.

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"He's not guilty," Suguru told the rest of them, including the cop that was in there. "I don't believe he would do something like that. Come on, you all know Hiro! Shuichi knows it, I know it. K, Sakano, don't you guys? Sakano, remember Hiro came into the studio that day and stayed there, talking to Tohma?"

Sakano nodded once, sweat pouring down his face.

"Very touching Fujisaki, but we took the strict words from Aizawa and he passed the lie detector test with flying colors."

Suguru felt like crying. "You still believe in those things?! People know how to bypass them, just like Tachi! Hiro's innocent!"

The cop deep sighed, rolling his eyes. "We found weapons in his possession with his fingerprints AND got the word of his partner in crime."

Suguru's mouth went dry.

"Mr. Fujisaki...are you in a relationship with Nakano?"

Suguru shook his head honestly. "No sir, I'm not."

"Have you ever been in a sexual encounter with him?"

"No."

"Is he more than a friend?"

"What does this have to do with anything?" Shuichi asked, jumping in.

The officer stacked a pile of papers neatly together and placed them on the tabletop tidily.

"Because it's only just that the two would stick up for one another. Get what I'm saying?" he asked, standing to his feet. "Within a few days, Mr. Nakano will go to court and the jury will decide if he's guilty or not, based on his alibi and the evidence against him. Our meeting is done."

He left, leaving Suguru in a crying fit. Ignoring his second degree burnt arms; he slammed his fist sideways into the wall with a thump, enough to shatter the place to bits. He kept going over and over again until Ryuichi wrapped his arms around Suguru's small frame and hugged him close. Suguru's screaming turned into a sob in Ryuichi's chest, stunning everyone in the room.

"Oh Ryu-kun, why? It's not fair! Hiro's a good person, he can't go life in prison, he can't!"

K faced everyone. "Guys, he's right. I know I'm going to fight for Hiroshi. He's been a loving friend to us all. All in favor..." He raised his hand. Everyone raised their hand, except for Mika, who just simply nodded rather unwillingly.

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It was approaching late at night and Hiro was still behind bars. Suguru went back to Hiro's apartment, needing and wanting to be around his things. He lay upon the bed that they had shared the night before and made himself comfortable on Hiro's side, clutching his pillow in his arms, weeping with his face buried deep inside.

"If only I had told him last night how I felt...I'd know for sure everything would be okay! He wouldn't give up hope and think that no one cared for him," Suguru said inside the pillow. "No one believes him. I saw the look in his eyes. He was telling the truth! Those assholes Aizawa sent to rape Shuichi were chasing him at the time. He couldn't be in two places at once!" He clenched his fist and punched it into the pillow. Hiro's aroma bounced off of it and filled his nostrils. The smell drove him wild. He wanted Hiro and the desire burned in his heart for the wine-redhead's touch. He didn't know why he was having these feelings and he no longer decided to question them. What he loved, he loved. He wasn't about to force himself to say otherwise.

Turning over, his eyes went directly onto Hiro's nightstand and a photo he had never seen over here before of them both together, sitting on the grass with their legs spread out to the front and looking upwards at a camera. Suguru smiled. He remembered this. His head was against Hiro's chest, smiling and holding up two fingers in front of the camera. It was taken the same day they found out they sold the million albums.

Suguru concentrated on Hiro's face as he took the picture into his hands. He looked so happy there. He didn't know if he'd ever see that face upon his fallen angel again.

Lying down, he clenched the frame across his chest, holding it firmly.

"Please come back to me. I love you, Hiroshi Nakano."