Saccy Says: MwaMwaMwa!! I'm an updating fiend!!! Ahahaha!! Well…maybe not, but pretty darn close? Did I just say darn? That's fucked up… anyways! I apologize for another short chapter but I'm not ready to deal with the next part yet hehehe! Hmmm… Also! I wrote this when I was full of cinnamon hearts… soooo yeah. I heart cinnamon hearts!!

Enjoy!!!

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CHAPTER FOUR

The lobby was painfully unimpressive. Actually, the entire hotel was painfully unimpressive. It wasn't exactly a hotel designed to house rock stars. The hotel that the two bands SHOULD have been staying at was now occupied by six highly paid look-alikes, as the fancy rock star hotel was currently surrounded by hundreds of devoted/psychotic fans and paparazzi. K looks after his boys, y'know, although as Hiro and Shuichi entered the sweltering hotel, his boys would have argued about just how well they were looked after.

Shuichi melted into a sticky puddle on the floor and Hiro swiftly strode up to the service desk, "Excuse me, sir, may I ask why the hotel seems to be unbearably hot?"

The hotel manager temporarily refrained from fanning himself to look up at a politely smiling Hiro. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?!?" the short, round man demanded.

Hiro just cocked an eyebrow at the man and frowned, "I asked why it was so hot."

"Oh, excuse me, I…yeah. I'm afraid we're having some problems with our heating system and a serviceman will not be available until tomorrow."

"Oh fun…" Hiro grumbled under his breath.

Shuichi crawled to the desk, panting like a dog, "Hiro, I'm a raisin…"

"OH MY GOD! PUT THE GUN DOWN!" screeched the small man behind the counter.

Hiro blinked at him.

Shuichi screamed back, "YOU CAN'T STOP ME! NO ONE CAN! MWAHAHAHA!! No, wait…what are you talking about?"

"I…yeah. Please enjoy your stay and I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience."

Hiro slowly backed towards the elevator not taking his eyes off the obviously unstable man. Shuichi giggled, grabbed a handful of complimentary mints off his desk and bolted into the elevator with Hiro.

"WHY GOD!?! WHY!?!" the man sobbed after them.

With the elevator doors closed safely behind them, Shuichi shoved the handful of mints into his mouth. His mischievous grin faded quickly however,when Hiro asked, "You freshening up for Sakuma-san?"

"Nani?" Shuichi asked, slightly confused.

"Shuichi…" Hiro paused in realization, "You're kidding right?"

Shuichi became increasingly alarmed at Hiro's tone, "About what???"

"You do remember that you're sharing a room…"

"I know that, with you and Suguru!"

"Shuichi, this hotel only has double rooms."

"Aaaaaand?"

"And K assigned you and Sakuma-san to share a suite."

With that, Shuichi turned ghostly white and loudly swallowed his minty lump.

Shuichi whispered, "Hiro, switch rooms with me."

"I don't think so Shuichi."

"Why not?!??!" he sobbed.

"Many reasons!"

"Lies!" Shuichi screamed.

"How about because I wouldn't want to disappoint Sakuma-san. He asked specifically to share with you, y'know. Or how about, because you're gonna have to face him eventually. The sooner the better."

"You're so mean." Shuichi sobbed.

"It's for your own good my dear Shuichi. Now! This is your room! Go get some sleep, or whatever…" Hiro grinned.

Shuichi hadn't even noticed that they had left the elevator. He turned pink on cue at Hiro's last comment.

Hiro tousled his friend's soft pink mane that was still a little damp from the concert, "Goodnight Shuichi! You may want to take a shower…" And with that he was gone.

Shuichi watched helplessly as his supposed best friend abandoned him in the hallway. He's enjoying this too much, Shuichi thought with a frown. He turned towards the door with a smirk, maybe he was wrong about Sakuma-san's intentions, or maybe Ryuichi was draped naked across a bed surrounded by candles and rose petals, awaiting Shuichi's return... Shuichi blushed shook his head violently, he was being silly.

He swiped the door's lock with the card key that Hiro had shoved into his hand earlier and took a deep breath before slowly opening the Suite door.

There was no breath deep enough to prepare him for what he saw…