disclaimer: No. All I can say, is no.
A/N: Here I am, back again! o This chapter is long compared to the other ones, so I think that's why it took a little longer. Hmm...
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Espy
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Chapter.2 - Who Knows
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Yuki Eiri sighed for the umpteenth time. He hated book signings, and yet his editor made him do them every year. He was more than glad when he was finally able to get the hell out of there.
It had been night when he'd gotten away from all the screaming fans (and a screaming editor). Eiri had turned his golden eyes to the beautiful black sky and wondered, for a brief fleeting moment, where his life was going. He had thousands of readers all across Japan, half of which would sell their kidneys just to meet him, and many lovers across the span of three years. He was well off financially, and was apparently the best looking man in Japan.
But... None of that mattered, because none of the money-sucking whores he slept with every other day could take away this gaping, festering hole in his heart. A hole caused by him.
Shaking his head, Eiri kept walking, intent on going home.
He had been speeding down a busy Tokyo street in his precious black Mercedes when he passed Fukai Mori Park(1). He slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side, much to the irritation of the cars behind him. He had smirked at the waving fists that hung out of the passing car windows and walked into the park.
It was a clear night. The only thing that ruffled the trees was the wind. That, and someone speaking.
"I hope she can read this! Heeheehee..."
Quirking an eyebrow, Eiri glanced towards the sound. Behind a few low bushes, a young man stood reading over a sheet of paper. The young man had magenta hair, and bright purple eyes. Even from fifty feet back, Eiri could see the mischievous smirk on the boy's round face.
He resumed walking, although towards the boy this time, and nearly laughed out loud when the boy sneezed and the paper went flying out of his hands. The boy gave chase, but couldn't catch it. It floated towards Eiri, so he stepped on it before picking it up.
The blonde man nearly developed a twitch in his left eye.
The whole sheet was covered in what appeared to be chicken scratch, but after a bit more analysis, it turned out to be writing. Very bad writing at that. Eiri managed to pick out a few words, such as "infiltrated" and "sneaking", all while the boy stared up at him, his own twitch beginning.
"Did you write this..?" Eiri half glared at the younger man.
Said man nodded nervously, making Eiri inwardly smirk.
"Are you trying to write a spy novel or something?" Eiri asked. "Because this drivel wouldn't be good enough to make a picture book out of. I think you should take up lessons on how to write. You write like an elementary schooler."
With his piece of good advice given for the day, Eiri continued walking, and dropped the sheet of paper over his shoulder.
He just barely managed to catch the, "GOD DAMNIT!" the kid exclaimed a few moment later.
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Shuichi let his pink head drop even lower as he walked up the staircase to his apartment, plastic grocery bag in hand. That stranger had some nerve! Who did he think he was anyway, telling Shuichi that he couldn't write? He was pretty good looking though...
Still cursing the blonde man, the pink haired man suddenly wondered why he was taking the stairs. He lived on the ninth floor, so why didn't he take the elevator?
"Damn him!" Shuichi cried. "He's even making me screw up daily living!"
And yet he continued up the stairs anyway.
A good twenty minutes later, Shuichi arrived at the door to his apartment. He unlocked it and was greeted by two angry women glaring full force at him.
"Where the fricken' hell were you!"
Shuichi winced at the angry violet eyes that glared down at him. "I-i-it wasn't my fault!" he cried. "There was this guy, and he was all, "You write like you're in elementary school"!" He said the imitation in a deep, supposedly manly voice. "Honestly, the guy was such a jerk!"
Shuichi looked back at them to see them smiling widely. "What?" he said.
"You met a guy?" Ichigo asked, smile getting bigger when he nodded. She squealed. "Oh, I always knew that you'd find a nice, handsome man one day!" She sighed in a dreamy manner.
Shuichi stared for a moment. "Wha..?" Then his bubble of vague understanding popped. "Hey! What do you mean! It's not like I like the guy or anything!"
The green haired girl grinned. "But you're blushing like mad, Shu! How can you say you don't like him, when you look like that?" The comment caused the pink haired boy to blush even more.
"Shut up!" he cried. "You guys don't show any sympathy, do you!" Shuichi started to cry again. "He was so mean..!"
Ichigo hugged him around the shoulders. "It's ok Shu, he was probably showing how much he loved you!" She gave him a very cheery smile.
"That's like showing someone you love them by dropping them into a lake with cement shoes," Sakaki said idly, shrugging.
Shuichi sniffed again. "And I don't even know his name!"
Ichigo and Sakaki jumped back, shell shocked expression of both their faces. "You mean he deflowered you anonymously!"
"Where the hell did you get the idea that I slept with him!"
Both girls shrugged.
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Seguchi Tohma paused in his pacing and stopped to look around his office. He was in a slight panic; how the hell could he have lost that bloody chip? He had one delicate hand placed against his chin in thought. That computer chip had a lot of his most recent activities logged onto it.
The blonde man had been in a rush to get out of his office the previous night. He had been trying to get out in time for a meeting with his newest business partner. The chip must have fallen out of his pocket. A little bit of worry left him in a few moments though; the chip was protected by a security system, and no one short of a computer genius could get through it.
"I have no time for this..." he muttered. With an aggravated scoff, Tohma stormed out of the large room.
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The next day, in Shuichi's shared apartment, the beautiful, unusual silence that befallen the household was suddenly broken.
"I've done it!" Sakaki cried out. Shuichi and Ichigo rushed into the small confines of the youngest girl's room from their own bedrooms. They both took a step back and nearly fell on top of each other in an attempt to get used to the darkness that engulfed the room. They both stood by Sakaki's side as she sat in a large beanbag chair, laptop resting on her thighs.
"What have you done!" Ichigo asked. She stood behind her sister, looking over her shoulder.
Shuichi looked over the green haired girls other shoulder, eyes set on the lumescient screen. "Do you know what time it is, Sakaki?" he asked angrily. "I think I nearly pissed myself..."
"Good for you, Shu-chan," was her reply. "But I've been up all night, with the help of my good friend coffee, and I finally hacked through the security on that computer chip you found." She typed a few things into the laptop, and a chart appeared before their eyes. "This," she said, "is Tohma's recent activities, as logged by him."
Ichigo looked puzzled. "Why would he be logging all his activities? Isn't that a bad thing is his case?"
"A businessman is a businessman(2)," Sakaki replied.
"So, will this help us?" Shuichi enquired.
Sakaki suddenly jumped up, laptop balancing on her hand, and knocked the pink haired boy upside the head with the other. "Of course it will!" she exclaimed. "Why do you think I've been up all night for! FUN!"
"Ok, ok, I was just asking!" Shuichi began to nurse his aching head.
He slunked over towards Sakaki's bed and flung himself down on it, ignoring the "Hey!" that came from the girl. His hand landed on something hard, and he instantly picked it up so he could fling it across the room. He sat up and saw that it was a book. Four blue letters were written across the front. "Cool" it said. Suddenly curious, he looked for the name of the author.
"That's an Eiri Yuki novel," Sakaki called out, noticing that he had picked her book." She melted into the proverbial puddle of goo and sighed happily. "He's so romantic with his work! There's a little description of him on the inside cover," she chirped. Beside her, Ichigo blanched. Major romance like that wasn't her thing.
He found it on the inside back cover. It also came with a picture...
"HOLY SHIT!
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"I can't believe he's a romance novelist..." muttered the pink haired teenager. Shuichi had instantly bolted out of his apartment after seeing the back cover of Sakaki's book, and seeing him there! That son of a bitch who insulted him in the park! Well, Shuichi was going to find him and give him a piece of his mind... Oh yes!
Shuichi wandered around a more upper class part of town, looking for a certain building. Lucky for Shuichi that the book gave out the building that Yuki guy lived in. Or at least a description.
After almost an hour of futile searching, and a few wrongly guessed apartments the pink haired teen came across a tall building with bushes lining either side of the walkway to the front door, which was a deep red in color. "This has to be it," Shuichi said to himself. "Or did it say trees on either side? Damnit!" First frustration, then contemplation. "Aww, to hell with it! If this isn't it, I'm going home!"
He stormed up to the door, and was about to begin pushing random buttons, when the big red door opened. Out walked the young novelist that Shuichi had been searching for. He was about to begin yelling at the blonde when another person came out the door after Yuki; an older blonde man who wore a long coat with a feathery lined collar.
Seguchi Tohma.
Without a place to hide, Shuichi did the only thing he could think of; he dove into the bushes. As he peaked out, it seemed that neither blonde took any notice of him.
Oh my god... he thought. If Tohma gets a good look at me, my mission could be revealed! If he gets a look at me by accident while I'm working... He shuddered to think at what could happen. I could put Sakaki and Ichigo at risk! But, damn, I'm good! He didn't see me!
"Eiri-san." Shuichi's amethyst eyes snapped back to the pair of blondes. "Eiri-san, I beg you to reconsider. Usami-san is a nice girl, I'm sure she'll be able to make you happy. I just don't understand why you won't give her a chance."
The taller of the two glared down at Tohma. "I don't want to be tied down, not in the least." He smirked. "And besides, if it makes my old man happy, I could never do it."
Tohma scoffed. "For god sakes, Eiri, I think your sister's right about you sometimes." Tohma then turned and walked away, his long coat flailing out behind him.
Yuki stood there, watching the other man leave, before turning and looking to the bushes, straight to where Shuichi squat.
"You can come out of the bushes now," he snapped. "If you're done eavesdropping."
Shuichi sprang forward suddenly and managed to fall out of his hiding place. "I was not eavesdropping! You just startled me when you came out, that's all!" Which was half true. Shuichi stood up and glared at Yuki.
"What?" the blonde asked.
"I don't understand it." Shuichi put a hand to his chin. "You're so mean, and still a romance novelist."
"What are you, a stalker? Or with the media? 'Cause I don't really care either way. I'm going inside." The blonde turned and headed back inside of his apartment complex. The door was shutting behind him before Shuichi managed to move and stop it from shutting. He followed the blonde towards the elevator.
"Hey!" the pink haired teen cried out. "How can you blow me off again! You did it in the park and now here! What's with you!"
Yuki looked up in thought for a moment as he hit the up button. "Don't know what you're talking about."
Shuichi stood, mouth agape, before snarling. "Now you wait a minute! I'm not about to let you off with insulting me! I don't care how famous you are! No one gets away with insulting Shindou Shuichi!" He face faulted as Yuki ignored him and got into the now stationed elevator. Once again, the pink haired young man followed.
"You listen to me!" Shuichi continued. "I only want you to-"
He abruptly stopped talking when he found himself pressed flat into one of the walls of the elevator, a pair of long and lanky arms on either side of him. Shuichi was almost sorely tempted to use all the martial arts training he had to attempt an escape out the now closing elevator doors, but he felt that he didn't want to after all.
The elevator door closed with a small smack.
Big round eyes looked up into slitted angry ones, and it was then that he noticed how much taller the blonde was to him. Shuichi swallowed a lump that he formed in his throat.
"No, you listen to me," Yuki said dangerously. "Why the hell do you keep talking? I obviously don't care, so what are you trying to do? Get a rise out of me?"
"I, ummm... I, ah, ya see..." The pink haired teen stumbled over his words. Was it just him, or was the blonde's face moving closer? His beautiful amber eyes drooping shut, his pale pink lips getting ever closer?
"Just... shut up..."
Before Shuichi's mind could register what was happening, Yuki had his lips captured in a kiss. The hand that had been left of his head was now running down the side of his face. The blonde's lips were moving against his and he began responding. Shuichi gasped when Yuki's tongue demanded entrance to his mouth. The blonde's other hand was now running down his side and pulling him to said blonde.
It could be worse... Shuichi thought. He then closed his eyes and let the kiss take him away.
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Elsewhere, in a dark alleyway in the backends of Tokyo, a long white limo stopped and let out one Seguchi Tohma, briefcase in hand. The blonde told his driver to wait for him there and he walked into the ally.
Out from the shadows of the enclosed space stepped a tall, slightly hunched over elder man. His short black haired was flecked with grey and he wore a dark grey business suit. He leaned on a cane with one of his gnarled hands. His small stormy eyes looked straight at Tohma.
"I trust you didn't have any trouble finding the place?" the old man asked.
"None at all," Tohma replied. "I just don't know why we didn't have this meeting in my office..."
"Too many possible leaks. I don't want to be overheard." The old man leaned towards the blonde. "So, do you have what I need?"
Tohma nodded and handed him the briefcase. "I trust that you'll find all of the 100,000 yen in there."
"Only 100,000?"
Tohma smirked. "You'll get the rest when I see the results, Tanaka-san."
The old man growled in the back of his throat before turning. He looked back at Tohma for a moment, as if wanting to say something, then decided against it. He then went back into the shadows in which he came.
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End of Chapter.2
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(1) o.O;; I don't know, it was the first thing that came to me when thinking of a name for a park!
(2) I say this because my uncle is a businessman, and he has to log everything he does in the course of a day. But maybe that's just him, I don't know! Bare with me.. TT
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A/N: Please don't comment on how back my mystery was at the end! Cuz I know how bad it is! XP Ack, I suck at mystery! DAMNIT! But I liked the kiss scene! o It's one of my forte's (sort of), writing kissing scenes, make out scenes, and I'm getting better at writing sex scenes! Yah!
Ok, maybe you could ignore that last part...
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