" Thank you, Eiri-san. It worries me to death when you wait untill the deadline, and then..Gomen, pardon me for being so rude.." The editor offered a bow, tilting her head to gaze at the most talented novelist she had ever worked with. Smiling, she turned, leaving a heavy scent of perfume behind her. Yuki sighed, brushing his fingers over a box of ciggaretts. Reaching into his pocket, his lighter was always there, he lifted it up towards his mouth, where the tool had previously been placed. After the editor had left, Yuki's well deserved silence had been replaced, allowing him to relax and drift into thinking..Thinking about his next story, about the one he would have published just now. Lover, thats what he had called it, the name would catch attention.

With smoke rising and twirling into the air, Yuki inhaled, taking a deep breath, before pouring smoke out from his lips. He needed to calm down, to get rid of the ache in his head..He always had a headache, mostly because of his noisy fan-boy..Shuichi. Though Yuki could care less about his progress with the ladies, the fan-girls seemed to want to attack him every time he was out in the open..But, Shuichi was diffrent. He whinned about loving him, wanting to share his life with him, but the pink-haired brat knew little about him.

Another sigh swept pass his lips, smoke still rising into the air, surrounding him like a dark cloud. The stoke had burned out, leaving ashes all over his pants, he hadnt bothered to get a ash tray. " I hate to admit it..But I wonder how he's doing.." Soft words would reach to the ceiling, no one was there to listen but himself. He would return home soon, very soon. Kyoto wasnt very far away from home, and he was sure Shuichi would be..Thrilled to see him. His taxi cab awaited him, though the silence, he had gotten used to." A home away from home..I suppose I'll be going back to the hellhole, now.." And thus, his vacation would end. He could already hear the cheerful screams of his "lover" when he returned home.

" Ano...Kei-san..Shindo is late, so very late! I can only imagine what the president will say, I promised him we'd be there on time for once! Ohh, so far away! Eiri-san's appartment is so far away! Why couldnt we have just called? Didnt he answer the phone? Kei-san, Kei-san, are you listening to me?!" Tears of sorrow flowed down poor Sakano's cheeks, his nostrils flaring as both he and Kei advanced towards Shindo's current home. A gentle knock to begin with, but after several mintues and no answer, Kei's famous gun seemed to be talking to him. " Shuichi..I know you're in there...I can smell Ryuichi's shampoo on you from here!" Still no answer. Complete silence...Kei didnt like silence.

" Perhaps he isnt home..Maybe he went to the studio on our way here?" Sakano asked, lifting his hands to defend himself, should Kei decide to stuff the gun into his mouth." No. He would have called us, wondering where we were. Something's up here, I can sense it.." Blue eyes narrowed somewhat, once again tapping on the door, before giving Shuichi a fair warning." You've got till the count of three, to open this door...One...Two...Three!" Blasting away the door was no problem at all.

Yuki's door was destroyed, but luckily, he wasnt around to see it.

Everything was silent, almost dead silent. The kitchen, the living room, the hallway, complete stillness. The only movement, was Kei and Sakano. With a flick of his wrist, Kei strapped his personal gun back onto his belt, which held his familiar cream colored pants up. Following in pursuit, Sakano and Kei began their inspection, coming to the conclusion that no one was home...But." Did you look in the bathroom?" Sakano's soft voice rang out, stirring Kei from his worrying." on." A few footsteps, and the bathroom door which was closed. " No more knocking..if he isnt in here, then I dont know where he is." Kei smirked, lifting his right foot to brutally punish the innocent bathroom door." Shuich-..."

" Oh...My...Shuichi..Shuichi!"

Crimson stains lined the bathroom walls, Shuichi's body hanging limp over the bathtub.

" Shuichi..."