They had been driving for half an hour. Yuki was in the back seat, snoring away, while Shuichi aided Rick in singing numerous country songs--he was getting pretty good at it too.
"How much longer?" Shuichi complained as the commercials started.
Rick laughed, "If your this impatient after thirty minutes, then ya might not make tomorrow's five hour drive to the Everglades. Oh, here I think you might like this," He handed Shuichi a bag. The boy looked inside and smiled.
"Thanks! It's great."
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The hotel room was practically identical to the last, except for the color scheme, with was blue and white. It was now six-thirty, and the two were going to a bar down the street for dinner and fun.
Yuki sat at the table, pen in mouth, trying to come up with some story ideas while waiting for Shuichi to be ready. "I'm going to leave you here if you don't hurry up!"
"I'm ready!"
Yuki turned to look at the boy, and the pen fell out of his mouth. "What the hell are you wearing?!?!"
Shuichi had gone through an entire makeover while in the bathroom. He was dressed as a modern cowboy, inspired by the country way of life. He had new snakeskin boots ending half way up his lower legs. He was wearing tight, faded blue jeans, a tight, white T-shirt, his hair was in a pony tail, and he was sporting a brand-new beige cowboy hat. Sorry, it's me, just had to say: Please picture this in your mind! Half hilarious, half hott!
"Don't you like it?" Shuichi whined. "Rick bought me the new hat!"
"No, I don't like it! You look like...like...I don't even know!"
"Aww, well you'll like it once your used to it, let's get to that bar! I'm dying to try a margarita," the boy smiled. He strolled out the door, leaving a very confused Yuki staring after him.
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Yuki came into the bar, searching for Shuichi--who had not waited. Finally he spotted the boy--in his new identity--being surrounded by a surprisingly large group of women.
"What's your name, babe?" one asked with her arm around his shoulder.
Shuichi was getting very nervous, "Uh, Shu-ichi." he answered, and thought to himself, "Babe?"
They were all over him! Yuki knew the boy was panicking, and strode over to the group.
"Are ya here with anyone sweetie?" another asked.
"He's here with me," Yuki declared, so that each woman heard him. They turned to face the stranger.
"We meant is he single," she retorted, eyes narrowed.
Yuki scowled. He walked up to Shuichi, pulled his face to his, and gave a deep, long and passionate kiss. "He's here with me," he repeated when done. The singer just stood there, and after a moment said.
"Yup, I'm here with Yuki!"
The group of woman quickly cleared out, leaving the two lovers to sit at a table. A waiter (nice bar to have a waiter) came and took their order.
"We'll have..." Shuichi said, trying to read the menu. "A basket of curly fries, and two margaritas" The waiter began to jot it down and stopped.
"How old are you, kid," he asked Shuichi.
"Nineteen," Shuichi smiled.
"Sorry, we don't serve alcohol to minors," the waiter replied and walked away.
Shuichi sighed and said, "There goes my dream..."
"What?" Yuki asked.
"Nothing."
"You know, you really do look silly in that outfit, why are you wearing it? Does this have anything to do with that country you and Rick are always playing?"
"Well, I like that music too, and I thought I'd look cool as a cowboy. It's not that bad."
Yuki laughed, "Whatever makes you happy then. Now, about those girls..."
Shuichi blushed, "Ahh, well. I couldn't stop them! Did you want me to hit them or something?! Besides, I think you solved that problem nicely," he leered. "Your my protector. Protector Yuki. No, Guardian Yuki...Defender Yuki....? Oh!! Yuki, my Knight in Shining Armor!!!"
::Pictures Yuki as a Knight, come to save him from fire-breathing dragons. "Climb up my hair, Yuki!" And Shuichi would let his twenty-foot long, pink hair down the tower window...::
"Snap out of it!" Yuki said as the waiter came back with the basket of fries, margarita for Yuki, and glass of water for Shuichi.
As Yuki left to the bathroom , Shuichi snatched his drink. "Mmmm, this is good," he said as he emptied the glass. "Uh-oh."
He quickly put it back as the waiter came for a refill.
"Where's your friend?" he said, eyeing the glass suspiciously.
"Uh. The bathroom...drank his margarita to fast!" he lied.
The waiter starred at him for a minute after filling up the glass and left to the other tables.
"Whew-- that was close," and, not learning his lesson the first time, He drank the beverage down again. He began to feel a little strange...
"What?! You drank my margarita? First of all, it's illegal, second of all, it was mine!" Yuki growled as he sat down.
"I'm sorry but I've been wanting---one for a while and they're pretty good."
Yuki motioned for the waiter to refill his glass. The waiter looked at the glass, then Shuichi, who only grinned. He rolled his eyes and filled the cup again.
"Heheh."
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"Wow!" Shuichi exclaimed as he tripped on the stairs. Before he could fall Yuki caught him.
"You are an idiot. I told you not to drink the rest of my glass but you didn't listen. Two and a half glasses and your like this--don't become an alcoholic," he shook his head.
"Thanks for not letting me fall," said Shuichi as they reached the hotel room. "My Knight in Shining Armor," he slurred.
Yuki paused to look at the boy's face, and smiled. "Your welcome."
"How much longer?" Shuichi complained as the commercials started.
Rick laughed, "If your this impatient after thirty minutes, then ya might not make tomorrow's five hour drive to the Everglades. Oh, here I think you might like this," He handed Shuichi a bag. The boy looked inside and smiled.
"Thanks! It's great."
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The hotel room was practically identical to the last, except for the color scheme, with was blue and white. It was now six-thirty, and the two were going to a bar down the street for dinner and fun.
Yuki sat at the table, pen in mouth, trying to come up with some story ideas while waiting for Shuichi to be ready. "I'm going to leave you here if you don't hurry up!"
"I'm ready!"
Yuki turned to look at the boy, and the pen fell out of his mouth. "What the hell are you wearing?!?!"
Shuichi had gone through an entire makeover while in the bathroom. He was dressed as a modern cowboy, inspired by the country way of life. He had new snakeskin boots ending half way up his lower legs. He was wearing tight, faded blue jeans, a tight, white T-shirt, his hair was in a pony tail, and he was sporting a brand-new beige cowboy hat. Sorry, it's me, just had to say: Please picture this in your mind! Half hilarious, half hott!
"Don't you like it?" Shuichi whined. "Rick bought me the new hat!"
"No, I don't like it! You look like...like...I don't even know!"
"Aww, well you'll like it once your used to it, let's get to that bar! I'm dying to try a margarita," the boy smiled. He strolled out the door, leaving a very confused Yuki staring after him.
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Yuki came into the bar, searching for Shuichi--who had not waited. Finally he spotted the boy--in his new identity--being surrounded by a surprisingly large group of women.
"What's your name, babe?" one asked with her arm around his shoulder.
Shuichi was getting very nervous, "Uh, Shu-ichi." he answered, and thought to himself, "Babe?"
They were all over him! Yuki knew the boy was panicking, and strode over to the group.
"Are ya here with anyone sweetie?" another asked.
"He's here with me," Yuki declared, so that each woman heard him. They turned to face the stranger.
"We meant is he single," she retorted, eyes narrowed.
Yuki scowled. He walked up to Shuichi, pulled his face to his, and gave a deep, long and passionate kiss. "He's here with me," he repeated when done. The singer just stood there, and after a moment said.
"Yup, I'm here with Yuki!"
The group of woman quickly cleared out, leaving the two lovers to sit at a table. A waiter (nice bar to have a waiter) came and took their order.
"We'll have..." Shuichi said, trying to read the menu. "A basket of curly fries, and two margaritas" The waiter began to jot it down and stopped.
"How old are you, kid," he asked Shuichi.
"Nineteen," Shuichi smiled.
"Sorry, we don't serve alcohol to minors," the waiter replied and walked away.
Shuichi sighed and said, "There goes my dream..."
"What?" Yuki asked.
"Nothing."
"You know, you really do look silly in that outfit, why are you wearing it? Does this have anything to do with that country you and Rick are always playing?"
"Well, I like that music too, and I thought I'd look cool as a cowboy. It's not that bad."
Yuki laughed, "Whatever makes you happy then. Now, about those girls..."
Shuichi blushed, "Ahh, well. I couldn't stop them! Did you want me to hit them or something?! Besides, I think you solved that problem nicely," he leered. "Your my protector. Protector Yuki. No, Guardian Yuki...Defender Yuki....? Oh!! Yuki, my Knight in Shining Armor!!!"
::Pictures Yuki as a Knight, come to save him from fire-breathing dragons. "Climb up my hair, Yuki!" And Shuichi would let his twenty-foot long, pink hair down the tower window...::
"Snap out of it!" Yuki said as the waiter came back with the basket of fries, margarita for Yuki, and glass of water for Shuichi.
As Yuki left to the bathroom , Shuichi snatched his drink. "Mmmm, this is good," he said as he emptied the glass. "Uh-oh."
He quickly put it back as the waiter came for a refill.
"Where's your friend?" he said, eyeing the glass suspiciously.
"Uh. The bathroom...drank his margarita to fast!" he lied.
The waiter starred at him for a minute after filling up the glass and left to the other tables.
"Whew-- that was close," and, not learning his lesson the first time, He drank the beverage down again. He began to feel a little strange...
"What?! You drank my margarita? First of all, it's illegal, second of all, it was mine!" Yuki growled as he sat down.
"I'm sorry but I've been wanting---one for a while and they're pretty good."
Yuki motioned for the waiter to refill his glass. The waiter looked at the glass, then Shuichi, who only grinned. He rolled his eyes and filled the cup again.
"Heheh."
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"Wow!" Shuichi exclaimed as he tripped on the stairs. Before he could fall Yuki caught him.
"You are an idiot. I told you not to drink the rest of my glass but you didn't listen. Two and a half glasses and your like this--don't become an alcoholic," he shook his head.
"Thanks for not letting me fall," said Shuichi as they reached the hotel room. "My Knight in Shining Armor," he slurred.
Yuki paused to look at the boy's face, and smiled. "Your welcome."