Three days. It had been three days and Shuichi still wasn't back. Yuki tried to enjoy the quiet during the first two days, but by now, the silence was really starting to bug him. Without Shuichi's banter in the background, the writer was starting to lose focus, and found himself taking more and more breaks. Yuki had spent an hour on two sentences in his next chapter, and was really getting ready to tear his hair out. Where was that damn brat anyway, Yuki wondered. He considered getting worried, but if something had happened to the little pink haired baka, someone would have told him. "Maybe I was too hard on him" A voice in the back of Yuki's head said to him. Yuki remembered what he had said to the younger boy, and got a creeping feeling of guilt in the back of his chest. Had he really said those things to him? "Oh well" Yuki said out loud "too late to take it back now, I'll just have to "make it up" to the brat when he comes home" Yuki smiled at the thought, as he heard the doorbell ring.
"Finally" Yuki said while opening the door, expecting to see Shuichi "I was starting to think that you never were going to…" Yuki broke off as he saw Hiro standing outside the door instead of Shuichi. "What do you want Nakano" Yuki said while pulling out a cigarette, and holding it to his lips "The brats not here, and I don't know when he'll be back." Yuki moved to close the door, but Hiro stopped him "I know Shuichi isn't here" He said to the writer "I just came to get his stuff for him." Yuki froze as Hiro walked past him and into the apartment.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, GET HIS STUFF" Yuki yelled at the guitarist. He knew Shuichi was upset, but was he really moving out? Hiro just glared "I meant exactly what I said, I came to get Shuichi's stuff, he's moving in with me." Yuki, for the first time in his life, got an extremely frightened look in his eyes. Shuichi was leaving him? NO! He couldn't do that! Yuki needed him, he never said it to his face, but Yuki loved that little runt more than anything, if he left than Yuki would….Yuki would… "I don't think I understand" Yuki said as Hiro put Shu's stuff in a suitcase. "He's leaving for good?" Hiro's glare got icier. "Yeah you bastard he's leaving you." Hiro turned to face Yuki "And I'm surprised that he waited so long. If it were me, Id dump you after the first week" Hiro raised his fist "I can't believe you said those things to him, all he ever did was care about, and maybe even love you" Hiro's gaze turned from Icy to downright pissed. "I would so love to kick your ass right now" he turned back around "but Shuichi asked me not to, don't worry, if you were, I'll take care of him, he is my best friend after all." Hiro hoisted the suitcase over his shoulder and stormed out of the apartment, leaving Yuki with a look that would put puppy eyes to shame. Yuki backed up till his back touched the wall, then he sank down to the floor and hugged his knees to his chest. Yuki lost him, he lost Shuichi, and this time he didn't know if he could get him back.
A/N: I know I know, I'm mean for doing this to Shuichi and Yuki, but in order for a great love fic to take place there has to be some pain first. Don't worry, it will get less soap opra drama, and get really sweet soon, just be paitent. Please review, but no flames please.