"Yuki! Yuki, Yuki, Yuki!" an almost hysterical laugh came from the front door. "I have a surprise! Where are you?"

"I might as well give up now..." Eiri Yuki said to himself. "I'm in the living room," he reluctantly called from the couch, and turned off the television as Shuichi Shindou, his young lover, came bounding through the room, a grin from ear to ear on his face.

"We're are going to have so much fun!!!" Shuichi sang as he sat down next to the writer.

"What are you talking about?" Yuki asked suspiciously, eyes narrowing.

"In Florida! We're going to the United States on a tour of Florida! K bought us tickets for the week! We'll be going to the most famous places in the state! Daytona Beach, Orlando, the Everglades...I've never seen an alligator before, they're supposed to be all over that place! And the theme parks...there are so many! And the best part," Shuichi smiled menacingly, almost drooling, "one-bed hotel rooms. Mwuahahaha!!!"

"Calm down, we're not going," Yuki declared, looking disgusted. "You can go if you want, but I'm not going with you."

"Yuuukii!" Shuichi said, the sparkle gone from his eyes, "Please come with me! K bought these so that we could get away on vacation..." and he began to cry.

The writer rolled his eyes and was about to turn the T.V. back on, when a final plea came from the boy.

"If we go, we'll be there on my birthday. It would be the perfect present if I could be with you in Florida."

Inwardly, Yuki groaned. Why did the boy have to make him feel so bad? He knew He was beaten. With a defeated sigh, he comforted Shuichi by asking, "When do we leave?"

::Hallelujah Chorus plays in Shuichi's head::

"Yes!" the boy screams, almost deafening his lover. "We leave tomorrow! Tomorrow, tomorrow, we leave here, tomorrow. It's only a day away!!!!" he sings his version of the Annie song.

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"Did you remember your bathing suit? Sunscreen? Sunglasses?" Shuichi called off the list of things to bring. There plane left in two hours, and he was ecstatic.

"Yes, yes, and yes, now be quiet!"

"What about," the boy leered, "underwear?" He made his way to Yuki's drawer, hungry hands grabbing for the precious linens. "Hehe, I'm touching his underwear," he thought to himself.

Yuki snatched the clothes from the boy, catching the look on his face, "Grow up."

Shuichi frowned for a moment, and grinned again, too excited to get upset. He thinks about the two lovers at the beach.

::"Can I get you anything, dear?" Shuichi asks the writer, tray with a margarita in his hands. He offers the drink to Yuki, who is floating on a tube raft, and sips the drink made by Shuichi. "You forgot the little umbrella..."::

"What are you standing there for? Let's go, if you don't want to miss the plane," Yuki scolded the boy. He shook his head, and made his way to the car, Shuichi trailing behind him.

"Let me takes those for you," Shuichi said as he took the luggage and packed them into the trunk. He was humming and smiling to himself.

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An hour and a half later...

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The plane took off and Yuki opened up his laptop, trying to continue his latest story. Shuichi took out his CD player and closed his eyes, thinking about how great the week in Florida was going to be.

"We are now leaving Japan, eastbound, for Orlando, Florida. USA. Please take this time to make sure your seatbelt is properly secured, and thank you for flying..." An intercom announced to the passengers.

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