Warning: Language, sexual.. stuff… …… you've been warned

Disclaimer: smirks……. Nooooo not me… I don't own'em…. rubs hands together… but I'm working on it… HA!

Chapter Four:

Tragedy

Shuichi's eyes shot open from his current reoccurring dream which was somewhat disturbing. There were no faces, only shadows of people that where arguing over something. They were screaming, but no sound could be heard until one silhouette reached for some odd object and lodged it into the other person. As this happened there was a cringe worthy scream that broke into his dream, waking him every time.

It was hot now, and he rolled over to look at the clock which only caused him to sit straight up in surprise… he was late. "FUCK" murmured crashing the palm of his hand on his forehead with more force than he planned. He bolted from the bed and ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower and brush. He didn't bother with a towel and walked back into the bedroom naked looking for something clean to wear.

"I could've sworn that I set the fucking clock last night…" He rummaged through his drawers for a pair of underwear.

"You did..." Shuichi's amethyst eyes shot to his lover who was sitting up in bed now with a lit cigarette in between his perfect lips. "But I turned the alarm off."

Despite the fact that he loved the way Yuki looked in the morning, and the fact that he was currently naked, only a few steps from the man, Shuichi broke his gaze of awe and balled his fist in frustration. "Why? Why the hell would you do that! I'm so fucking late for work… " He returned to his frantic search for some cloths, ranting all the while. " We only got 4 more days left to record this damn album and I have to put finishing touches on the last two songs. My fucking voice is tired because that psycho keeps us practicing for hours on top of hours… You know, if the alarm was annoying you, you could've told me. I would've slept on the couch so I wouldn't bother you…." Suddenly a soft hand cupped his behind causing him to pause with the pair of briefs that he had finally found in his hand. The hand squeezed then snaked its way to the front of the singer while the other hand of his lover ran through his messy hair.

"How much fun would that be? Having my sexy strawberry so far from me…" His tongue darted in Shuichi's ear quickly then he began to stroke him measurably, skillfully. Their breath deepened and Shuichi melted in to the taller man. "Ummmhh I missed having you for breakfast." The novelist ripped the pair of briefs from Shuichi and tossed them to the floor, along with his lover. Pinning his hands above him, Yuki licked the younger mans lips then dove into a lustful kiss. It had been a while since their mornings were enjoyed like this.

"Eiri..." he whispered. Yuki froze at the way he had said his first name. The pause was just what Shuichi needed to overpower the situation and straddle Yuki putting him in the exact same position. "I'd love to stay and please you…" He nipped at the other mans sensitive ear and thrusted his hips teasingly. "But I have a very dangerously agitated bandmate and a trigger happy manager…this" He ran his finger down Yuki's chest stopping to play with his belly button before roughly grabbing his lover's heat. "Will have to wait" Yuki gasped not expecting that his young star could be so dominative. With a small smirk Shuichi got up from his position on top of his lover and decided to dress in a pair of black leather pants and one of Yuki's pink button up shirts, with no underwear what so ever. He said his goodbye, rushing from the apartment. Yuki stood in astonishment, in the wake of his tornado devotee.

"It totally wasn't my fault this time…" Shuichi busted into the room in a pink ball of frantic words. "I set the alarm and Yuki turned it off and…" When he finally took time and looked around, the only people sitting in the room where K and Hiro. "Where is everyone?" he said in a more normal voice.

K cleared his throat. "At the hospital…"

"Wah?"

"On his way into work today Fujisaki caught a cramp in his hand that was on the steering wheel while he was driving," Shuichi sat down as Hiro explained. "..the car jerked and spilled the hot coffee that was in his other hand burning his skin." His brain deadened as he realize how serious the situation was, "His car swerved and hit another car…"

"Is he alive?" The words left his lips without really wanting to know the answer.

"He's in critical condition right now, that's all we know..." K answered dryly.

"Well let's go!" Shuichi sprung from his seat almost knocking it over.

Mika sat in the waiting room rocking herself as she cried. She had seen it all from his apartment window. She had watched the way his car had spun and collided coldly with the other turning both vehicles into mangled heaps of metal.

The nurses where very kind to put her in a private waiting room while they operated on Suguru. There was only a phone, two small couches and a chair, with a pitcher of ice water in the tiny space. A nurse came in and sat with her until she had calmed down enough to call anyone. And the first person she called was the least person she wanted to explain anything to… without saying much she instructed him to come to the hospital and be careful as he drove. Her voice broke as the last piece of advice left her mouth.

When he had arrived she could tell that he was torn apart. His hair which was usually perfectly straight was a complete mess under his bowler hat that was crooked on the top of his head. His clothes were wrinkled as if he had slept in them. There were spots where liquor had accidentally spilt on his shirt and as he came closer she smelt the smoke on his breath. Tohma had not smoked since N-G Records had stressed him out in the beginning of its launch. But the one thing that she noticed was his eyes. The aqua color had deadened and red veins littered his once brilliant orbs. This was all her doing as well, all the nights she neglected her marriage to be with Suguru had not gone un-noticed to her husband.. She had seen that now in the way that he came to her and comforted her which only made her sob harder.

"…my fault" She cried in pain. Her soul was in turmoil.

"Shhh, Mika…" his voice was soft with a hint of confusion. " Please calm yourself and tell me what happened. Where have you been?" She cringed and moved away from his touch feeling as thought she was not worthy. He stood as she moved away trying to hold her again but paused as she answered his question lowly.

"With Suguru… I've been with Suguru…"

"You….. What?"

"I've been staying at his place, having an affair… " She ran her hands through her hair. "I didn't think you would notice."

"Notice?" He said anger lacing his voice now. "Mika, I love-"his words were caught on this very statement.

"Yea," she smiled sadly. "You haven't been able to say that to me for some years now." He gasped hearing her say what had appeared to be true. "That's why I-"she bit her bottom lip until it bled. "Tohma I am so sorry, I didn't feel like you loved me anymore. I hurt you and I'm the one to blame for your pain… and his…" She doubled over to her knees and hit the floor.

"What happened to him?" His voice was colder than he intended it to be as he sat on one of the small coaches and pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his inside pocket. She composed her tears and sat on the opposite chair on the other side of the room before explaining the mornings happenings. He took a long drag as her short story came to an end. Without another room he exited the room and the building, bypassing his car and opting to walk to sort things out in his head.