Sweet Emotion

LadyMonarchDragon

Summary: On a routine trip to the grocery store, Shindou Shuichi finds a kid in an alley. His memory is gone, and everyone has some serious sorting out to do.

Well, sorry for the wait(despite the fact that no one with the exception of cutelilpuppieyez, has reviewed my story.) Look, it may not be that good, but at least give me a sign that someone's reading this!

Shuichi's pinkish eyes slowly opened, the sleep seeds in his eyes. He blinked rapidly, then looked at the clock, the same one Kaito had been looking at so many hours ago. It read "9:30", and since he wasn't all that tired, got up. He wandered to the bathroom in a sleepy daze, washing his face and went to the bathroom. He walked back to the dresser, selecting his apparel, and saw three envelopes, on addressed to him, one to Yuki, and one to Bad Luck. He looked at them for a second, frowned, then walked out to the living room.

Yuki was there, flipping through channels, smoking a cigarette. For once, he wasn't typing. Shuichi looked around, thinking that something was missing. His eyebrows furrowed, and he looked over to the vacant futon.(A/N, It seems like a futon would fit into the story better.) " Hey, where's Kaito?" Shuichi asked, sitting on the couch, moving a newspaper out of the way, Yuki didn't even look at Shuichi.

"I don't know. Maybe the little burden went out." Said Yuki, rather coldly. Shuichi frowned again. " Kaito doesn't seem like he'd do that…" Yuki cut him off with a threatening glare. " Drop it. I'm sure he went out." Said Yuki, putting his cancer stick out and lit another one. Shuichi turned to watch the TV, something about a kidnapper who targets teenage boys and girls. The man's horrible picture flashed on the screen, and Shuichi shivered. Those were soulless eyes. He had no regard for human life, much less human innocence or happiness. He couldn't ever imagine that someone could do something like that.

Kaito's tired eyes seemed to creak open. He was cold, very cold. He had left in the night, and had to leave forever. The problem was, he didn't want to travel too far in the night. He was sleeping against an apartment building, across the street from where Yuki and Shuichi were just waking up.

He packed what he had into a plastic bag, and got up, his joints protesting. He looked one last time up toward the apartment, and kept walking.

Kaito walked about an mile, and realized he had no idea where he was. He saw an alley, and walked over. He slid down the wall, and just stared at the brick wall of an adjacent building. He looked at the bricks, tracing the mortar with his eyes. He then could take it no longer.

Kaito broke down and began to sob. People passing gave him peculiar looks, but just kept walking. Kaito remembered all the things Shuichi had done for him, and it made him forlorn to leave so suddenly. His brown hair mussed up as a gentle breeze swept over him, and his grey blue eyes felt a new surge of tears. He missed Shuichi. He almost got up and walked back, but something deep down made him stay rooted to the alley.

He was crying almost hysterically, and couldn't stop. He heard a soft ahem, and looked up. It was a man, about 30 years of age. Kaito wiped his eyes and looked away. The man had soft blond hair, and piercing green eyes. He had a kindly look on his face. He sat down beside Kaito, much to the youth's discomfort.

" Are you all right, kid?" said the stranger, looking at the amnesiac with eyes full of sympathy. Kaito nodded, wanting to get away from the strange man. He didn't want to just leave though. That would be really mean, and this man was just asking innocent questions. The man put his hand on Kaito's shoulder, and moved closer to the boy.

" Don't lie to me, kid, I just want to know what ails your soul." Kaito's big blue, tearstained eyes looked up into the man's sharp, emerald ones, ands Kaito suddenly felt as though he could open up to this guy. He turned to face the man, and his arm slipped down Kaito's waist.

"Well, I don't know my past. This guy, Shuichi, rescued me from an alley, and took me to his and his boyfriend Yuki's apartment and cared for me. I could never repay them for what they did. But see, here's the thing." The man was very attentive, and listened perfectly. " See, I fell in love with Shuichi. I'm in love with him now. I…can't live with out him. But he's with Yuki, and it would break my heart to make them split apart, because Yuki's right for Shuichi, and I'm not. I'm worthless."

" This Shuichi…do you mean Shuichi Shindou, the singer of Bad Luck?" asked the man, still looking into Kaito's eyes. Kaito nodded, then looked away. The man took Kaito's chin in his hand, and made the boy look into his eyes. Kaito smelled a sickly sweet odor coming from his hands. "Your skin…it's so soft…"

Kaito moved the man's hand from his face, which had begun to massage his cheek. He also became aware of the fact that the man's other hand was creeping up his shirt. Kaito shoved his hand out of the way, and slowly scooted away from the strange man. The man moved closer, his overcoat got dirty from the muddy alley floor. " How about you stay with me for a while? I could give you a place to stay."

Kaito was scared now. "Uh…n-no thanks…I'll just keep moving…" He got up and began to run away, but he was caught by the man. He whispered into Kaito's ear, "You are going to stay at my place." Kaito smelled the stench again. The man pulled the youth into a disgusting kiss. The stronger, older man's tongue broke its way into Kaito's mouth, and it probed.

Kaito spit out the man's tongue and tried to run again, but a rag smelling with the sweet liquid was shoved into his nose. The smell overpowered him, and pushed the air out of his lungs. He could feel sleep approached him.

Shuichi…

Shuichi continued to watch the news with Yuki for a while. The subject had changed to one about a brave citizen who saved a baby from a burning house. Shuichi decided that it was mind-numbing, and that's in a news perspective. Most news is mind numbing. He walked back to the dresser, and saw the envelopes again. This time, he took the envelopes out to the living room and showed them to Yuki.

" Did you write these?" Yuki took them from the pink haired singer, and looked at who they were addressed to. " No. First of all, this isn't my handwriting. Second, if I was writing to you, why would I write one to myself? Third, why would I write these anyway? If I had anything to say to you, why wouldn't I just say something to you instead of writing notes? Fourth, I hate your band members and I wouldn't write to them anyway."

Yuki threw them at Shuichi and said," Think about those things next time." Shuichi was confused. Who would write us notes, anyway? Shuichi then remembered the fact that they weren't just envelopes and had letters inside, and one was addressed to him. He went inside the bedroom, sat on the bed, tore open the envelope, unfolded the note, and began to read.

Dear Shuichi…

Goodbye my friend. It has been wonderful spending time with you and Yuki. But I cannot stay. I could never stay.

Shuichi, I must get this off my chest, because if I don't, my fear is that I will do something that I could never forgive myself for. Shuichi Shindou,I love you. I adore you, with every fiber of my oh-so-worthless being. But, we could never be.

You love Yuki, so you could never love me. That is the problem. Yuki and you love one another (in Yuki's own way he does, trust me) and I can't change that.

You may ask, 'why didn't he try to break us up?' Well, my sweet, sweet Shu, I couldn't. I could never do that to you. You would shed tears, or be forlorn, and that is something I couldn't bear. It would tear me apart from the inside, to see you cry again.

And so, I am gone. I am gone forever. You or Yuki will never have to even look at me again. You will be rid of Kaito the Burden. Do not fear, I have not killed myself. That would be giving up. I have just left. I won't return. Also, please don't look for me. I can't have you find me after I've admitted my feelings to you. I fear that your rejection could drive me to kill myself. It's just easier if you forget about me.

So, goodbye, my love, my light. I shall never forget you.

And he called it " Absolutely Nothing"

Because that's what it was all about

And he gave himself an A

And a slash on each damned wrist

And he hung it on the bathroom door

Because this time he didn't think

He could reach the kitchen.

I love you so much

Kaito

Shuichi just sat there for a second, staring at the page. He was lost in his thoughts. Kaito was gone. A lone tear dripped down onto the page.

I've decided to go easier on Yuki. Well, I hope you like this chapter. Please review, and still be fucking honest. I.E., sorry about the short chapter.

LadyMonarchDragon+