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Loves Betrayal
Chapter 11
Yuuji finally gets Shuichi back to his house. By the time he gets there, the singer is asleep on the front seat. He gets out of the car and walks over to the other side and opens the door. He reaches in and grabs a hold of the sleeping Shuichi and walks up to his apartment. He gets in the door after maneuvering around so that he doesn't wake Shuichi.
He kicks the door shut and takes off his shoes at the door. He then walks over to the couch and lays the singer down. He reaches up and grabs the blanket off the back and covers Shuichi up with it. A little smile forms on the lips of Yuuji as he looks down at the sleeping angel.
"I hope you sleep well, Shuichi." he says before heading off to his room.
He enters his bedroom shedding his layers as he walks. Once completely inside he sees that his answering machine is blinking. His face gets a worried look on it before he rushes over to the contraption. "Please don't let this be what I think it is." he says to himself. He sits down on the bed, lifts his hand shakily and presses the button.
"Hello, this is Tokyo General trying to reach Nakano Yuuji. We have called with some unfortunate news. Not more then 15 minutes after you left your brother, Nakano Hiroshi, passed away. We need you to come back to the hospital as soon as you can to do all the necessary paperwork. Again this message is for…"
The message didn't get a chance to continue. Yuuji picks the damn thing up and chucks it out the window. He slumps back down onto his bed, hands over his face, as the tears stream down. He has now lost the one thing in the world that meant anything to him…..his younger brother.
Shuichi wakes up when he hears the window breaking in the other room. He looks around and sits up. He is a little confused on where he is but he knows for a fact that it isn't Yuki's house. Then the memories come flooding back, like the flood gates opening on a dam. He felt a lump form in his throat as he stands up and heads back towards the bedroom.
He cracks the door open and looks in. Inside, he sees a crying Yuuji in a slump on his bed. "Y…Y...Yuuji, what's the matter?" he asks very shakily. He knows deep in his heart that it isn't good. Never in all the years has he seen Hiro's older brother cry. But now there he is sitting on the bed and weeping uncontrollably.
Shuichi feels the tears beginning to well up and collect at the corner of his eyes. 'This can't be happening. Tell me that this is all a dream and that I am not going through this. Tell me that my best friend isn't dead and that Yuuji is crying for another reason.'
Yuuji looks up at Shuichi and doesn't say a word. Shuichi can see the reason the older Nakano was crying. He begins to shake his head. 'This can't be happening…oh god, this can't be happening.' he screams inside his head. "I'm sorry, Shuichi. There was a phone call while we were on our way…." Yuuji was cut off as Shuichi disappears out of the room and heads towards the front door.
"Shuichi, please wait…." Yuuji screams out, going after the pink haired singer.
Shuichi doesn't hear anything that the other was saying. All he knows is that he has to get out of there and back to the hospital. He has to get back to his best friend and tell him again that he is sorry for everything. He becomes deaf to everything around him except for the fact that he has to make it to the hospital.
He rounds the corner and can see the hospital in site. He speeds up so that he can get there faster.
He again bursts through the front doors and right past the receptionist desk. The woman behind the desk tries to stop him, but Shuichi doesn't hear the woman calling out to him. He races through the halls towards where his best friend was at last.
Shuichi can see the room just a few more feet away. He doesn't bother to slow down as he then bursts through the door. He suddenly stops when he sees that the room is empty. No sign of his best friend or anything in this room. Just the eerie feeling of death and no return.
"Hiro….Hiro, you shouldn't be playing games like this. This isn't funny. You are making me worry for you. Please come out." he says, walking farther into the room and towards the bed. Still nothing. The bed looks as if it hadn't even been occupied at all.
He walks over to the bed and places his hand on it. He can still feel his best friend laying there. The look of peace, the touch of coolness and the immense spirit his friend radiated. "Hiro….." he whispers out. Yet there was no response to come after him saying that.
His vision finally clouds over all the way when he realizes what has really happened. Hiro had passed on and that there would be no apologizing for anything that happened between the two of them. Shuichi slumps to his knees and his head rests on the bed.
No more bright smile. No more comforting words. No more late night visits. No more enlightening words. No more special times. No more Hiro.
He was gone and there is nothing that Shuichi can do to change that. He feels this is all his fault.
"I'm sorry, Hiro. For not being here for you as you were me. For not being able to stop you from leaving me forever. I'm sorry that you had to live your last moments by yourself. I'm sorry that all this happened anyways. I'm sorry for everything and if I could take it back, I would." he whispers into the empty room.
Still nothing. Not a word, a sound, or even the beeps from the machines that once occupied. He was alone in the room…and now he will be alone in life.
Shuichi begins to cry even more. His body begins to tremble as the sobs shake his entire being. His hands grip the sheets of where his friend would never be again.
Gently a pair of hands lay to rest on the young singer's shoulders. Shuichi is startled by this and his head whips around to see his best friend. "Oh Hiro…I knew that you would never leave me." he says throwing himself at the man. "It isn't very nice for you to play tricks on me like this." he says, burying himself into the man's shoulder.
Yuuji can feel his heart breaking as he holds onto Shuichi. It was very apparent that the young man wasn't himself at the moment and that there would be nothing that he could do about it. He sighs and holds onto Shuichi. "Shuichi, I am not Hiro. I am Yuuji. Hiro died a little while ago. Don't you remember me telling you that?" he asks.
The singer pushes back on the man in front of him and shakes his head. "But you aren't dead. Why do you keep telling me things like this? Do you want me to go crazy and do something stupid?" he says, blinking the tears away.
"No, Shuichi, you have to stop this. I am not Hiro. Get this through your head and realize who I really am. Please don't do this to yourself. I am just as upset as you are….please don't make this harder on yourself." he says comfortingly.
"Oh…." is the only response from the younger man.
Yuuji held the singer close to him and shakes his head. Even he doesn't want to believe any of this, but what is he to do. "Come on, Shuichi. I am going to take you out to the waiting room. I have to do the paperwork and order an autopsy." he says holding back his own tears.
"No…you can't do that to him. We know how he died. He apparently wasn't strong enough to pull through the gun shot wound." Shuichi pleads before bursting into tears again. He doesn't want to even think about this right now.
Yuuji thought about what Shuichi says and shakes his head. "No, I want to know what killed him. You know more then anyone else that he could have pulled through anything. Please don't argue with me on this. I don't want to do this, but I know that there was foul play involved." he says.
"So you really think that someone killed him?" he asks as the tears brim his eyes again.
"Yes, Shuichi, I do and I will not let this go until someone proves me wrong."
Shuichi could do nothing but cry. Deep down he knows that the other is probably right about this. But who would really want to kill his best friend. Then it hits him. There was one person in this world that didn't like Hiro….for whatever reason that may have been.
"I have to go…." he softly says, letting go of the other.
"Shuichi, I don't think that it will be safe for you to be going out on your own. Please don't go very far…"
Shuichi really doesn't hear what the other said because he gets up and walks off towards the other room. He walks at a fast pace to go to the room where his ex lover is.
He goes to the door and opens it up. To his great surprise there was nothing there. No Yuki…no anything. He looks around and is confused by it all. He runs out of the room and goes straight to the front counter.
"Excuse me. Can you please tell me where the occupant of room 234 is at?" he asks.
The woman looks at him and says "I am sorry but I cannot release that sort of information."
"Please tell me….I am worried about my lover." he says trying to use his charm.
"Oh, that is right. I forgot that you are his lover. Give me a moment and I shall let you know." she says, beginning to type on the keyboard.
After a few minutes, she looks back up at him. "It seems that Mr. Uesugi has already checked out." she says smiling at him.
Shuichi nods his head and thanks the woman.
Shuichi flies out the door again and stops once he makes it outside. "Where can he be…he wasn't at the house when I left earlier." he says out loud. He looks around the streets and begins heading towards the place he called home for so long. "Maybe I missed him on my way to the hospital."
Shuichi decides that he needs to get there and get some answers. He knows that Yuki knows something about it and he will refuse to let the blond talk his way out of this one. He takes off in a complete sprint not realizing the tears streaming down his face one more time.
He makes his way to the apartment and stops suddenly when he spots a familiar bike sitting outside of Yuki's house. 'What the hell is the bike doing here?' he questions himself as he walks up to it. He places a hand on it and realizes that it is cold…meaning that it has been sitting here for awhile. 'I don't remember this here when I came by earlier…' he thinks to himself, taking his hand off the bike and heading towards the apartment.
He takes the elevator up to the floor. He then steps off the elevator and walks towards the apartment. He walks to it and freezes in his spot. "What if Yuki is home? Will he answer all my question?" he questions outwardly.
"I am home, brat. And what the hell could you ask me that I would know the answers to?" came the cold voice of his Yuki.
Shuichi snaps back into reality when he hears Yuki. He takes a moment to comprehend what the other was saying. Shuichi takes a deep breath as he stands there. He doesn't even know where to begin with this whole thing. He takes another deep breath and opens his mouth to speak.
"Why did you do it, Yuki?" Shuichi asks.
"What the fuck are you talking about, brat?" he asks sternly, already getting annoyed.
"Why did you kill Hiro?"
Yuki rolls his eye and leans against the doorway. He pulls out a cancer stick, places it between his lips, and lights it. "Why would I waste my time killing some stupid punk?" Yuki retorts back.
"I know that you didn't like him, Yuki….and you had it in for him."
"Of course, Shuichi. You know that it was me. I kill people all the time that piss me off." he says sarcastically.
"Well, you did……" he stops what he is saying.
Yuki's eyes narrow dangerously. "YOU better watch what you say, brat. I may have, at one point in my life, done something to that accord. But You have to realize something. That street rat punk wasn't worth the cost of a bullet." Yuki takes a hit of his cigarette.
"So, you are telling me that you didn't shoot him? And you are telling me that you didn't finish him off earlier in the hospital?" Shuichi asks through the tears streaming down his face.
'I refuse to repeat myself again. I know nothing of the punk's death. But I do know that he is dead now. So did you actually come here to ask me if I did it or did you come here hoping for comfort from me?" he asks.
"I only came here to get answers and to possibly get the rest of my things in the house." he says quietly, trying to control the endless tears streaming down his face.
For some reason Yuki felt a tug on his heart. He actually feels a little sorry for the singer. He does what he normally does and draws Shuichi into a hug. "Stop your blubbering. You are only making things worse for yourself." he says.
Shuichi couldn't help but to lean into the embrace from Yuki. "I miss him, Yuki. I don't know why someone would kill him. He has never done anything to anyone." he says before bursting out into more uncontrolled sobs.
Yuki doesn't know what to do for the pink haired baka. He continues to hold him. He makes his way into his house taking Shuichi with him. He sets the singer down on the couch and sits next to him.
"I don't know what to tell you about your loss. I know that it is a great one and that you will get through this. Hiro wouldn't have wanted you to cry like this….and you know that where ever he is he is screaming at you to knock it off and go back to the over hyper person that you once were." the words escaped Yuki's mouth before he could even stop them.
'Damn it. Now he is going to think that I will be here to comfort him all the time.' The blond thinks to himself.
"Don't worry, Shuichi, I won't let anything else bad happen to you." he says with a slight smirk forming on his face as the other cries.
'And you will never know the awful things that I have had to go through to get you to come back to me like this.' The blond ends his thoughts right there.
Two Days later.
"The news of the sudden tragic death of the guitarist is hitting the world like a ton of bricks. It is sad to know the life of a man with extensive talent, was ended so tragically. From the reports coming in there are no leads as to what caused the man's death and to whom could have done it. The music world has suffered a great loss and we hope that whoever did this will be caught and taken care of appropriately." came from the television Shuichi watched.
He sits on the couch dressed in all black. Today was the day that he would lay his friend to rest permanently. Over the past couple of days, he hasn't been taking the death of his friend seriously. But now he doesn't have a choice. He was chosen to write the ending speech for his best friend.
He has been working on something that would be very special to his friend's memory. The only thing that he could do was think about his last words to his best friend while he was alive.
Shuichi was pulled out of his thought with Yuki coming over to him and nudging him. "Time to go, brat. They will be pissed if you are late." Yuki says
"So you decided to come with me?" Shuichi asks very quietly.
"Yeah, yeah. Let's get the hell out of here."
Shuichi did nothing but stand up and begin to walk out the door. He makes his way and heads towards the black car. One the way there he sees his best friends bike still outside sitting in the same spot the it was the other night. He now also remembers why the bike was there…..Hiro couldn't take it with him because he was taken to the hospital after the fight with Yuki.
Shuichi felt hands on his shoulders as he was then led to the Mercedes. He is placed in the passenger seat and that is all he remembers. He can't think of anything but Hiro at the moment. Before Shuichi knows it, he is being dragged out of the car and towards the church. He stops suddenly and looks up at the building which stands before him.
"I can't do this." he whispers out, the tears again falling down his face. "Please don't make me do this." he again whispers out.
"Oh, would you just go? They aren't going to wait for ever. Just get your ass in that church before I throw you over my shoulder and make you enter it." the blond says, annoyed already.
Shuichi couldn't say anything, he just begins to walk, with Yuki's help, towards the large building ahead of them.
Yuki sat them down in a pew after talking with Tohma and everyone that was there. Not that Yuki wanted to do that at all.
Yuuji sees Shuichi and makes his way to him. He sighs when he sees how out of it the other is and pulls him into a hug. "Glad you made it, Shuichi." the older man says.
"I don't even know how I got here. It is all a blur right now for me." came the soft voice of the singer.
"Why don't you come and sit with me?" he says pulling back and looking at Shuichi.
Shuichi just shakes his head. Yuuji gives a small smile and stands back up. He makes his way back to his seat. It would all begin soon and this is what Shuichi didn't want to deal with.
Shuichi heard nothing of what was going on. All he could do was stare at the coffin sitting at the front of the room with a picture of his best friend in front of it. Yuki was nudging Shuichi for a good 5 minutes before the singer even realized what was going on.
When Shuichi looked at the author he didn't hear a thing that came out of the blonde's mouth but somehow knew exactly what he is to do. He nods his head and gets up slowly and makes his way to the front of the room.
Shuichi can feel the eyes of everyone on him as he walks. He can feel his legs getting weaker and weaker as he gets closer to the alter. He makes his way up there and stands behind the stand and looks out on everyone.
"Um….I don't know how to really do this. So I am going to do what I think will be good. I hope that none of you get mad at me and excuse anything that I may mess up on…cause this is the first time I have had to do a thing like this." he says, swallowing and turning his head to the coffin not too far from him.
He can feel a lump form in his throat as he looks at it. He knows that he has to get this done and over with right now.
"I wrote a little something for my friend." he says, closing his eyes and thinking for a moment. Without opening his eyes he begins to talk.
I've seen a lot of things in my life
A lot of ups and downs
Made a lot of mistakes
No matter what, you've always been by my side
You've always been my best friend
You're the love of my life
You're everything to me
You never left my side
I love you so much
You're my best friend
Sometimes I reminisce and wonder how I made it this far
Because of you, I'm me, so you're the real star
Your hindsight, the time's right to get my mind tight
Then give it to you and let it shine bright
Never wavered once, gave me no way out
Your time to die, don't even stress the date
I have now dispersed a million tears upon this earth for you
I hope you realize what I am saying.
Though you are gone
You will always be, forever, my best friend.
He finishes that off and finally opens his eyes and looks out amongst the crowd. He can see the people crying and hiding their faces. The people begin to blur as the tears begin to fall freely again from his face.
He steps down from the alter and walks over to the casket. He leans down into it and kisses his best friend.
"I want you to know that I hate you for leaving me like this. I will never truly forgive you for making me live on this earth alone. But even though I hate you so…I still love you so much. I just wish now that I would have told you more while you were still here." he finishes before he feels a pair of arms embrace him.
He leans against the embrace and then turns to see who it is that is touching him. When he turns his head to see who it was….there is no one there.
A slight smile forms on his face when he realizes that it was Hiro saying his last good bye.
-TBC-
A/N: Alright I know what I did was wrong…but I couldn't help it. That's what happens when I am depressed. dodges flying objects Alright I know that I shouldn't have killed Hiro off…I am so evil. Well to let you all know that there will be on last final chapter to this story. There might be some answers on the many questions that are out there. If there are any specific please let me know and I will make sure to include them in the next chapter. However….please don't ask me why I killed off Hiro. It just turned out that way…..Please read and review and let me know how you like it….or don't like it. And I will not be updating for about a week. Please understand this and don't get on me to much about me updating.
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