The Bodyguard

The next day, Shuichi woke up only to remember the nightmare his life had become. It made his head hurt. Yuki was already having his coffee and looking slightly worse for wear as well. K came to pick his singer up in his usual fashion, locked and loaded with heavy artillery.

Shuichi dragged himself out of bed under the bead of K's shiny new AK-47. Shuichi really felt like arguing about going to work, but K just had too many weapons. Shuichi tripped over his clothing from last night knocking into K, causing K to open fire, making a lovely new window out of the apartment wall.

"K, can you please try not to kill him before the psycho does?" Yuki muttered from behind his newspaper.

The day had only just begun.

There was a surprise waiting for him at work. Brown was there at the studio, waiting for Shuichi to arrive. "Mr. Shindou I would like you to meet Chris Porte. He's going to be following you around for a wile to make sure you're safe."

Chris was a young sandy brown haired man, who happened to be built like a god. He was in his early 20's fully muscled with broad shoulders for somebody so short. He was only 4" taller than Shuichi. Chris looked at Shuichi; the small pink singer seemed to be a shock to his system. "Uh, Hello, Shindou-san, I am sure it will be a pleasure working for you." He spoke with an American accent.

Shuichi looked up at him in horror. So far his experience with Americans was painful to say the least. "Oh no," he thought, "not another nut job." Chris seemed to be sizing up his small charge with equal horror.

Shuichi looked at K waiting for him to speak up. K just stood there leaning against the wall. "K what the hell is going on? I don't need a bodyguard. K, you can't do this!"

"Shuichi, This has already been decided. You are far to valuable to lose to some freak. I have checked this guy out and he seems like the perfect match for you. Mind you it wasn't easy. We had to find somebody who would be able to keep up with your…. um outbursts." K moved around and put a hand on Chris's shoulder. "He's a little unorthodox, which is why I think you two will do fine together." K smiled. "Now make nice."

"You are going to follow me everywhere?" Shuichi whined.

"Oh great, " Chris thought, "He's stupid too."

"Yep, that's the general idea, to keep an eye on you at all times." Chris was starting to regret his new job.

"I can't go anywhere without you?" Shu asked darkly.

"Would you rather have a stranger cut you into tiny bits?"

"Do you have to follow me into the bathroom?"

……. glares

"It was an honest question."

"Here's an honest question. Why is your hair pink? And are those contacts or are your eyes actually purple?"

"I like pink. What's the matter you got something against pink?"

"Are you sure you're a guy?"

"I guess you'll find out when you follow me into the bathroom."

"Geez, They told me you were gay, they didn't tell me you were the poster child for homosexuality."

"You got a problem with gay?"

"No, I have a problem with you." Chris said before he rounded on K and Brown, who were both leaning on against the wall with giant smirks on their faces as they watched the whole encounter, "I have to protect this guy with my life?"

"Yep." Brown could hardly contain his laughter

"You're fired!" Shuichi puffed. He was not a happy camper. That vein in the side of his forehead was pulsing. He was ready to blow.

"You can't fire me, Pinky."

"But Shuichi, you two look so cute together." K joked.

The two men shot each other death glares.

K was done watching the tirade, "Ok, that's enough you two. Shuichi we have recording to do. Hiro and Suguru are waiting."

Shuichi made his way into the recording room followed by Chris. Hiro and Suguru were tuning up when he walked in the door. They both noticed Shuichi's new attaché that trailed behind him.

"Hey guys, this is Chris. He's going to be following me until this whole stalker mess gets solved."

Hiro walked up behind Chris and thumped him on his back. "Hi, I'm Hiro guitarist and best friend. Hiro said shaking Chris's hand, "So, who did you piss off to get this job?"

"That's our keyboardist Suguru." Shuichi pointed out the youngest member of the band.

Suguru gave a small wave as he piped up, "I hope you have some kind of super powers, because keeping up with Shuichi isn't going to be easy."

Suguru was looking the newcomer over, and he seemed to be enjoying the view. Once Suguru realized that his stare was being noticed, he glanced away quickly before blurting out, "Hey, do you have to follow him the bathroom?" His comment was answered by a microphone hitting him at the side of his head, thrown by Shuichi.

The rest of the day was spent recording a new single. It took incredibly long since Shuichi was so thrown off by everything that was going on. He couldn't get anything straight, even after K fired off a few rounds at him, which caused Chris tackle K in an attempt to 'save' Shuichi. Hiro was still laughing a half an hour later.

Work ran well into the evening. K gave Chris and Shuichi a ride home. It was now that Shuichi realized something that caused him to panic. What was Yuki going to think about this? Oh man, this was going to be bad. Yuki would probably make him sleep at NG until this mess was over. "Um Chris, do you really have to stay with me even at home?" Shuichi asked hesitantly.

K interrupted, "Shuichi, try to understand this is only until they catch the killer. Do you remember what the other victims looked like?"

"I'm just thinking what I'm going to look like after Yuki gets a load of this." He said with a sigh.

"Yuki?" Chris said raising an eyebrow.

"Uh, yea, nobody told you I'm living with somebody?"

"Uh, no." Annoyance rising in Chris's tone.

"Yes, Mr. Yuki is Shuichi's other half." K announced. He was still thoroughly enjoying the situation.

After thinking for a minute Chris blurted out, "Is his hair blue?"

This set Shuichi into full freak out mode "AUGH, who hired you, you gorilla. How dare you pick on Yuki? You know nothing about him. It's bad enough I have to have you around all day."

Chris just sat there amidst the verbal barrage waiting for it to stop. When Shuichi paused to take a breath Chris stopped him. "Are you done?"

"No, You are not to go near Yuki for any reason, got it?" Shuichi was so cute when he tried to lay down the law.

Chris didn't know weather to be offended or laugh his ass off, "You are such a queen, Shindou."

They entered the quiet apartment. There seemed to be no signs of life anywhere. It seems that Yuki, with the weight of another deadline off his mind, had slipped into one of his narcoleptic fits. Sleep for Yuki in this condition can better be described as mild fits of temporary death. Shuichi found him sleeping peacefully and as usual; he was unable to wake his blond lover no matter what he tried. Shuichi gave in. He showed Chris to the couch and went to bed with Yuki. He was exhausted as well. In the morning he would wake up early and explain everything to Yuki.

Thanks again to everybody who took time out to read my story. Your encouragement and tips are appreciated.