Sweet Emotion

Author: 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.

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Thank you all so much! Takato the Dreamer and FranceGamble, you have given me the encouragement to write!

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Shuichi's tear made a spot on the note. He just sat there for a second, letting the realization sink in. Kaito loves me…me! He looked at the letter again, then down at the two other ones, written to Yuki and the rest of Bad Luck. The pink haired singer hopped up, and ran out to the reclining novelist. " Yuki! Quick! Kaito'sranawayandhe'sgoneandhesaidhelovedmeandthat'swhyheleft,andI'mworriedabout

Himandhecouldbehurtorkidnappedor-" Yuki slapped a hand over Shuichi's mouth. " Slow down and start from the beginning, okay?"

Shuichi took a deep breath and repeated, with spaces this time. Yuki put out one of his cigarettes and lit a new one. Shuichi finished, looking pale with worry. " Yuki, this city is dangerous if you're living in the streets! Kaito could be hurt or even dead! We gotta look for him!"

Yuki stopped him again. "Let me get this straight. The little amnesiac you brought home is in love with you. But, he left because we're together, and he didn't want to break us up. He is also afraid of you rejecting his love. Is that it?" Shuichi nodded vigorously, pulling on his shoes. Yuki saw him doing this.

"Oh, no, we are not going to look for that kid at 10:00 in the morning. We can wait till someone finds him. " said Yuki, picking up the newspaper. Shuichi continued to get ready to look for Kaito, till he processed what Yuki said. " Yuki, how could we not go look for him?"

"Forget it, forget it. The kid just wants attention."

"But Yuki--"

" No."

"Yuki--"

"Screw it."

" Stop bothering me, brat!"

" But--"

" Just drop it, Shuichi."

Shuichi glared at Yuki and whispered, " Please?" Yuki glared right back. " There is no way I'll waste my time going to look for that kid." Shuichi's mouth became a grim line, but then broke into a grin when he thought of an idea. The singer moved in and kissed Yuki in a deep, hurried kiss.

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" I cannot believe I'm out here wasting my time going to look for that kid." Said Yuki, walking out with Shuichi looking for Kaito. They began to walk down a street, looking left and right for the boy. "Brat, how do we even know he went down this street?" said Yuki, sulking.

" I don't, but there's only so many streets he would've taken, right?" said Shuichi, looking in a nearby alley. Yuki narrowed his eyes in annoyance, and said, "I'll take that street, and you take this one." Shuichi looked down another foreboding alley. " Okay, Yuki, meet you later."

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Yuki walked down the busy Tokyo street, as he was shouldered by the passerby. Of course, the kid has to run away in one of the biggest cities in the world. Totally figures. It really does. Yuki looked in one alley, and saw jack shit. Yuki mumbled a little, then headed across the street for a coffee.

The little bell above the café tinkled as he walked in. Several of the ladies turned their heads and whispered to his friends about the hot new guy who walked in. He walked in, and went up to the counter.

" Can I just get a coffee, black please." Said Yuki, to an elderly woman at the counter. She smiled, and took his order. Yuki snagged his coffee, walked to a window table, and then the wave of women trying to seduce him swept over.

" Hey, hottie, wanna grab my number?" said a particularly skanky whore who tried majorly to puff out her breasts, which were unimpressive anyway. Yuki glared at her. " No, actually. But that old guy over there looks interested. Why don't you ask him?" The girl looked toward the man, who smiled a lusty old smile and waved.

She scoffed and left. About 50 others came over to the table, where our poor Yuki was just trying to enjoy his coffee. He didn't finish it, and went up to pay. The lady was busy with another customer at the moment, and Yuki realized he promised Shuichi he'd look for Kaito at least a little. When the cashier went to take his money, he sighed and asked, " Have you seen a kid around?"

The lady crunched her eyebrows together, and said," I see lots of young 'un's everyday. Refresh my memory, what did he look like?" Yuki sighed again, and said,

" Well, he didn't have any money, so he probably didn't come in, but you may have seen him outside the store or something. He's…maybe this tall…" Yuki motioned with his arm, " and has brown hair, and grayish eyes. Seen him?" The lady thought for a second, then her eyes brightened with knowledge. " Yes, I have seen him! He sat down, and it looked like he was crying. I wasn't sure, I couldn't see too well. But anyway, this young man, he had to be at least 25, came and sat by him. The brown haired kid was uncomfortable by the man sitting down by him, but then I ran out of coffee beans, and had to go to the back, and by the time I came out, both were gone."

Yuki sucked in air. So Kaito probably was kidnapped! Yuki thanked the woman, and walked outside the store to go inspect the alley. Once there, he saw what shocked him. It was Yuki's own sweatshirt, one of his own blankets, and…what was that? Yuki picked up what appeared to be a notebook, till he blew the dirt off it.

Shuichi's lyric book! He was definitely here. Yuki took the book, and left the alley. He flipped open his phone, and called Shuichi.

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Shuichi ran down Dobuita St., shouting Kaito's name. " Kaito! KAITO! Are you here?" Defeated, Shuichi sat on a bench, his bottom lip sticking out very cute-like.

(A/N: Yay!) " Nice pink hair, fag."

Shuichi looked to the side to see the maker of the rude comment. It was a homeless person, and he was in a smug mood, because he was finally had enough pocket change to buy a cheeseburger from McDonald's. " Leave me alone…" said the sorrowed pink-haired troubadour.

" What's wrong, kid? Lost your kitty?" said the hobo between bites of McDonald's. " No, worse. I've lost my friend, and I'm worried." Shuichi stared at his feet now, devoid of any emotion. " Well, what's he look like? Maybe I've seen him." Shuichi brightened up at this prospect.

"Yeah, maybe! Well, he's about 18 years old, has brown hair and blue eyes! Seen him?" The hobo rubbed his chin thoughtfully. " Not sure…refresh my memory…" the homeless guy said, rubbing his fingers together, grinning like a madman. Shuichi frowned, and greased his palm with 1000 yen. " Ok, so have you seen him? "

" Yeah, I have. But you'll have to cough up more to get me to cough up." Shuichi gave him 500 more yen, and the hobo began to talk…sort of. " Actually, you gullible punk, I've never seen the kid you're talking about! Ha! You're such a little moron!" the hobo laughed, and ran away.

"Hey! Come back here!" said Shuichi, and began to give chase, but this hobo knew his way around the city, and Shuichi soon lost him. He just sat there, against a wall and cried. He weeped for his friend, for his happiness, for his naiveity, and for his 1500 yen. Suddenly his cell phone rang.

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" Shuichi? You there?"

" Oh, hey, Yuki. Find anything?"

" Yeah, I found this old woman who saw him with an older guy, and now they're both gone."

" Are you sure the tip wasn't bogus?"

" No, because in the alley I found one of my sweatshirts, one of my blankets, and…your lyric book."

" My lyric book?"

" He must've taken it so he could have something to remember you by."

" Yeah, probably."

Shuichi began to cry. Now he knew his friend was in danger, and now they had no idea where he was.

"We'll n-never find him…he's gone…"

"Don't say that, Shu. We'll find him."

" Promise?"

" I promise."

Well, that's that! This chapter was short too, but I can't help that I'm a concise writer! Anyway, thanks again to cutelilpuppieyez, Takato the Dreamer and FranceGamble. They keep me goin!

/LadyMonarchDragon/