A/N: Alright! Time for chapter 5 of my story. It's probably my favourite, because things get a little more serious here since the evil dude is trying to kill Yuki and Shuichi. I have could give you a hint on what will happen, but… I think I'll tell you after the story is finished. Then it won't be a secret, but it will be a little tid-bit about myself. If you've read my other story, Salvation in the Darkness, then you probably already know --; Anyway, here's… hmmmm… probably the last chapter… maybe I'll put a little epilogue at the end. Who knows? -

Chapter 5: Love is a Crime

"Just you wait, blondie! I'm gonna slice your dick off and feed it to the rats! And you, fruity-haired little freak! I'm gonna gouge out those pretty little eyes of yours with this here knife!" The robber was definitely pissed now. The vocalist shivered at the disturbing thought of him groping around the world without his eyes… his CD cover showing an eye-less Shuichi… and he didn't EVEN want to think of Yuki without his… baby-maker…

"Yipes! Yuki, he's coming over here!" The younger man squealed and hid behind the wall of the dressing room hall way.

"Yeah, and it's all your fault!" The blonde snarled.

"What! How is it MY fault!"

"You're too damn LOUD!" He emphasized the word "loud".

"But you're being just as loud right now!" He yelled back.

Yuki sighed, not wanting to get into this any further. This kid obviously didn't get it…

At this point, there was no escaping from the corridor they were currently in. The intruder was approaching fast, and Yuki did NOT want any vital organs of his missing. So the author ushered his little lover into the last stall again, shut, and locked the door as best he could.

"Ready or not, HERE I COME!" The man in black bellowed throughout the store. This was becoming one freaky game of hide and seek for the both of them.

"What do we do now, Yuki? I don't wanna lose my eyes!" He wailed quietly for once.

"Shut up! I'm thinking." He up a hand under his chin… "What do we have in here that we can use as a weapon or defence mechanism?"

"Umm…" The boy looked around the stall for any sign of… a hanger? He grabbed it from the hook on the wall, stared at it, and shook.

"Uh, are you having a caesar, or what?" The novelist backed away from the perturbing sight of his companion shaking like a rattler.

"Grrr…" The singer snapped. "Haven't we had ENOUGH hangers already! This is the third one I've found to have as a weapon. This won't do anything!" He threw it down. Yuki cringed, afraid that their hunter had heard the clash of metal on the thinly carpeted floor.

"Getting mad at it won't solve anything, brat. We need to get this guy off our backs before he…"

BAM

"Crap!" The older man grinded his teeth. The guy was checking all the stalls!

"W-what was…"

BAM

"Yuki! What're we going to do!"

"I don't know! Now shut up!" Even in a situation like this, Yuki was utterly powerless.

BAM

It wouldn't be to long before their pursuer would kick open the door they were behind and blow their heads off. It felt like a game show. What's behind door no.1? A hook full of clothes! Door no.2? Nothing! And so on and so on until they reached… door no.8! And behind it is… your prey, ready for the killing! Oh boy, was this turning out to be one of those nights… and most likely their last.

BAM

The banging of doors was getting closer. Was this door no.5? Or…

BAM

He couldn't remember, which made the two even more nervous. Wasn't there any way to get of here?

BAM

They could go underneath the stall into the other stall, the robber would only find them faster, no duh. And they couldn't go over top because they were sure to be spotted.

BAM

Well, the author lived a long life… maybe not a good one, but still long. Though it probably wouldn't help, Yuki moved Shuichi into the corner of the small room and draped his body over him, sheltering the boy from any attacks thrown at them. At least he would die first…

Shuichi clung to his lover's jacket, and pressed his face into the man's chest. He hoped that his plan would work…

BAM

"Ha! There you two are. Awww, having one last fuck before you die? How nice. Too bad you don't have enough time to finish it up, pretty boy." He directed that comment at Yuki. "Hey, if you want, I can finish that job for you. I'll just take care of you first, and then you can leave the little brat to me. He'll stop causing trouble for you, and at the same time I'll get something good out of the deal."

Oh, did the novelist ever hope that this guy wasn't serious.

"I've never done a guy before, but I'm sure it'll be a thrilling new experience for me. He is kind of cute after all… for being such a whiny bitch. Tell me something… you wouldn't mind sharing your little slut with me, would you?"

The enraged Yuki was just about to sock him one to the face.

"I bet he's a loud one, right? Then I'll be sure to make it rough." The man's eye gleamed with lust and insanity, and to confirm the insanity part, he licked a clean streak of the deadly blade with his tongue.

'Don't let him get to you, Yuki ol' boy. He's just threatening…

"He must be a pain to have around, always yelling and getting you into trouble... like now. Am I right? How about I give you the honours of killing yourself so you won't have to suffer this fag's torment anymore." He snickered.

POP

A pulse had finally burst inside his head, and Yuki saw red. He jolted up from the ground and was ready to throw him a good hit, when the two enemies heard a click from behind.

"STOP!"

The two turned to look at Shuichi who had the robber's gun that he dropped earlier in his hands. It was poised and ready for any sudden movements made by… the two older men couldn't tell since the vocalist wasn't aiming very well…

"Don't anybody move. Especially you Mr. Robber!" He tried his best to point the barrel at their intruder, but was having a hard time doing it since his hands were so shaky.

This was bad. Yuki had never seen his companion shoot with a gun, but he had a feeling that his family didn't stash guns in their house because of that unknown fact. It was a good idea to keep the weapon for later on when something like this happened, but why did have to be Shuichi who had it?

"Tch. You can't use that. It's out of ammo." Their seeker said and shook his head.

"Huh? It… it is?" Shuichi tried to tamper with the revolver, seeing if what the guy said was true, but didn't know how to check whether it was empty or not.

"See? I only had one bullet put in there. You'd have to get the rest of them out of my shirt pocket right here. Too bad for your great escape plan, huh?" Sure enough, there was a slight bulge in the left hand compartment of the man's heavy black jacket.

"But… I thought that…" He pulled the trigger…… and indeed there was one bullet left in it.

It grazed the side of their enemies face. The man in black twitched in shock and horror. If he aimed that thing a little more to the right, HIS eye would be taken out!

"Hm. I guess you loaded it with two after all. Don't you feel like the fool?" Yuki smirked, silently praising his little lover for the scare he put into the gunman.

"Oh! Here's where you check it!" Shuichi opened the space where the bullets were placed in. It seemed that that was the last pellet he used.

"Grrr, you little punk!" He reached out to grab the boy by the collar and stab him, but Yuki chopped his hand away shielded his lover with his front.

"Don't you lay a finger on him." The blonde gave the man his signature death glare that struck fear in the hearts of people everywhere.

"It didn't seem to phase the robber, for he gave a death glare almost equal to Yuki's. And he was really going kill someone!

"Wait!" The boy behind them flicked out a device at the bad guy that looked oddly familiar to Yuki.

"Baka! What are you doing with my lighter!"

"I snatched it up when we left the apartment. Gomen, Yuki!" He bowed slightly.

"HA HA HA HA! This kid is a riot, man! What are you going to do to me? Burn me at the stake!" He began laughing again at the sorry excuse of a weapon.

"No, I can't do that." Shuichi grinned all-knowingly. "But you have bullets in your pocket. And bullets contain gun powder!"

"…Huh?" The man in black ceased his maniacal cackling. Oh man, was he in deep shit now. The boy was actually right about something for once! If that flame got anywhere near the his pocket, then the bullets would become explosives! Though it wouldn't be enough to blow up the building (duh), it could pierce through the man's jacket and injure his chest greatly.

Shuichi proceeded to inch toward the now helpless bandit.

"Oh yeah? Well, take this!" He held up his hand which was supposed to have the knife clenched in it. "HUH! Where'd it go!"

"Ahem." Yuki smirked and held up the blade. "You don't pay very good attention to your surroundings, do you?" The blonde had obviously took it from him when he slapped his arm away when he tried to assault Shuichi.

"WHAT!" Everything seemed to be going down hill in his plan to get 300,000,000 yen. All because of these two fruit cups! "N-now don't go getting any ideas… hey… don't get any closer! No! Bad! Bad, boy! Stay!"

Shuichi thought it was strange for the guy to be addressing him like a dog, but what the hell? Now HE was in control! He could do anything he wanted! Until the robber found out that he could take out his bullets in his compartment and keep them from Shuichi's reach.

"Ha!" The intruder grinned triumphantly.

"I knew it." Yuki rubbed his head.

"Huh?" It never did occur to Shuichi that you could remove things from people's pockets and put them somewhere else. At least he didn't think of it at the time. "Aw, man! Yuki, why didn't you say something?

"I was just hoping that the bastard wouldn't think of that right away."

"Darn it…" The vocalist felt powerless once again.

"Hey, I still got the knife." Yuki informed him.

"Oh yeah! Yay, we're still winning!" He cheered.

"Sigh… whatever."

"You guys don't have the guts to kill me."

"Who said we were going to kill you?" Yuki smiled malevolently holding up the blade and drawing closer to the robber.

-Five minutes later-

"GET ME OUT OF THESE THINGS! DAMN IT! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU ALL!" The bandit screamed at the group of hostages standing across the room from him.

"Oh, shut up!" The cashier had enough confidence to say that now after they all pitched in to tie the bad guy up with men's belts and shoelaces from the foot wear they threw.

"Thank you two so much for saving us." The pregnant woman bowed to Yuki and Shuichi. I was afraid he would hurt my son." It was touching to the pink haired pop star how caring she was toward her only child.

"Oh, you don't have to bow! Don't strain yourself before your delivery." Shuichi rubbed the back of his head.

"I was sure that'd we be dead before the night was out!" One of the teenage girls piped up.

"Yeah, but… we had Yuki-san and Shindou-san to protect us!" She swooned.

"Huh? You knew who we were?"

"Well, yeah. Once you lost your sunglasses and stuff, we could tell right away who you were."

"That was so brave of you to protect your lover like that!"

"Yeah! It was like one of your romance novels! Oh! By the way… when's your next one coming out?"

Yuki wanted to GAG at that moment. His books were full of angst, death, and sex. How could they think that his life with Shuichi was like one of his stories? Well… except for the sex part…

"I'm surprised we actually managed to overtake him. He's the one that started out with all the weapons." The single man said.

"At least we had some quick thinkers in stock." The boyfriend wrapped his arm around his girlfriend's waist, pulling her in.

"Well, I wouldn't say that, but…"

"Hey!" Shuichi glares at his lover's remark.

"… You did a pretty good job taking hold of the situation." Yuki shrugged.

"R… really?" The boy felt light and fluffy inside. Yuki had actually commented him on his efforts! "Yuki!" He launched himself at the man and glomped his waist.

"Baka… not here." The novelist grumbled.

"I love you Yuki!" He chimed and tightened his grip around his torso.

"Eeeeeeekkk!" The fan girls squealed in delight at the sight before them of their favourite idols hugging each other… yes, both of them. Yuki was relieved that the whole thing was over, and didn't mind accepting comfort from another. Though the brat could be a real pain, he was truly frightened when the robber threatened to rape him and kill him afterwards… Shuichi had already been through enough of that.

After a few more minutes of thanking and praising, a few sirens could be heard from outside the department store.

"Hey! The police are here!" One of the teens pointed to the entrance, and sure enough cop cars were screeching to a halt at the automatic glass doors.

"FINALLY! It took them nearly an hour to get here!" One out of the group complained.

"I know! What kept them?"

Shuichi checked outside the clear doors and peered into the busy streets. "Saturday night traffic." He stated and smiled at Yuki.

"Oh. Well that's inconvenient."

"Yeah." The singer walked back over to the author. "You were right after all, Yuki. There was traffic."

"I've been in this city long enough to notice."

"Hm. I'm… sorry I got us all into trouble tonight. I just wanted to help, and I ended up making things worse."

"Yeah, you screwed up pretty bad you know."

"Sorry…" Shuichi drooped his head in shame.

"But… if it weren't for you, we probably wouldn't be alive either. It was quick thinking for you to grab and keep his gun afterwards."

"…Wow… thanks Yuki! Y-you did a good job too."

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"You know… when you kicked that guy in the…"

"Ah. Well, he was grating on my nerves. I couldn't contain myself."

"And… thanks for protecting me in the changing rooms. Though I had the gun with me, it worked out so he would believe that we were defenceless."

"Well, you are kind of a weakling, so…"

"What! I am not!" The boy whined.

"I'm just kidding, brat." The blonde gave Shuichi a small kiss on the forehead. "You're welcome." It wasn't exactly what Yuki wanted express toward his lover, but it was close enough.

"Ahhhh!" One woman screamed and backed away. The lot turned around to see what she was so terrified of to find that the man in black had somehow escaped from the belt's hold.

"Huh! Where did he-"

"Shindou-kun! Watch out!" The teenage girls cried.

The bandit raised his pocket knife and slashed the vocalist's left shoulder. Shuichi yelped at the contact.

"He got loose!"

"No! Shindou-kun!"

"Shuichi!" Yuki knelt down to check his companion's wound, luckily it was only a gash. Though a pretty large amount of blood started flowing from it and stained his blue shirt.

"Take THAT you bitch! Now you can burn in hell along with your stinki'n boyfriend!" Their captor barked at them, and charged at the two with his smaller blade.

"I don't think that would be wise, my friend. You see, Shuichi still has an album to finish and we can't just let that slip by." The feel of the mouth on a gun's barrel froze the robber in his tracks. But he soon relaxed when he found out what he thought was going on.

"Ha! This is a bluff, isn't it. My revolver is all out of ammo. Whoever this is trying to scare me, it won't work." The man turned around to confront the matter, but found something totally different from what he expected. A tall, long-haired blonde American man towered over him with a cheerful smirk plastered on his face.

"Why, what are you talking about, sir? This would happen to be a PK 42 magnum! You don't seem to know your artillery very well, do you?" He shoved the metal into his back harder. The bandit let out a sudden whimper as the trigger happy American's face altered from friendly, to a corrupting grin.

"K-san!" The singer gasped. Last time he recalled, Mr. K wasn't part of the police force. If he was, then the man would have been apprehended long ago for foul use of his guns.

"Gudo evuningu! Good evening!" He sang in his poor English accent. "I am here to rescue you and your crew!" He waved his magnum around playfully. Once the robber tried to move, Mr. K had his barrel pointed at the back of his head, the sound of the weapon cocking causing the man in black to tremble. "And it looks like I came just in time!" He chirped.

"Well you should have gotten here faster. Thanks to your delays, we went through hell in here." Yuki snapped at the blue eyed foreigner.

"Ah ha ha ha… you see, that's not my fault Mr. Eiri Yuki." He moved his finger from side to side. "I was with the cops at the time because they said that my licence for carry a lethal weapon around freely was expired. I swore I renewed the month before (though I think they make an exception for me), and that's when I overheard a conversation consisting of a robbery in a men's department store about twenty blocks from here." The group listened intensely while some more police came bursting through the door to check on the hostages and damage control. "So I made a proposition with the boys in blue. I told them that to make up for the cost of forgetting to renew my licence, I'd help them take care of the problem going on down here. And, lo and behold, I find you two here! Ironic, don't you think?" He smiled "innocently".

"Yeah… a real coincidence." Yuki grunted.

"That's, uh… quite a story K-san." Shuichi said nervously. He kind of wish that the police wouldn't let him off so easily with the licence thing, no matter what good deed the American did to make up for it. But, at least they were saved.

"Good thing I came when I did, otherwise I see you would have been in deep trouble!" He laughed hardily. They decided not to explain to him what had really happened. It was late, and they didn't want to have to go through the trouble of reliving the experience in their minds.

"Well! Let's get you cleaned up, Shindou-kun! We don't want you all bleeding for your shoot on Monday, now do we?" The happy blonde vice gripped the bandit's arm and dragged him away to a police car outside.

"Urgh… all that guy cares about is selling your CD's…" The author glowered at their rescuer.

"Oh, don't worry about him. He is concerned about me, though he doesn't show it. Just like you Yuki!"

"Hey! There's nothing to worry about with that little scratch on your arm." He made an excuse.

"Yeah? Doesn't… ouch… feel like a scratch to me." Shuichi winced when he touched the wound. A flash of distress glazed the older man's eyes. "But, you're here. So I'm fine." The pop singer smiled like nothing had even occurred in the last few hours. Yuki's heart softened. Boy, was he lucky to have someone like Shuichi.

A/N: I've thought about it, and this will NOT be the last chapter. I shall write an epilogue explaining what's going on a week later. I guess I could've added that into this part of the story, but it's late and I'm tired, so I'll finish up this tomorrow . See? I have bags under my eyes… an author needs her rest, right? Anyway, this is all coming to a close soon, so I hope you all review ch.6 a lot! Thank you!

DEAR REVIEWERS

Bloody Dead Rose- I've noticed that you have reviewed me a lot in both my stories. I thank you greatly for that! I like it when I have the same readers checking up on my fan fictions! I hope to see you reviewing my other stories once I put more up later on!

Shakai- I totally agree with you! I love danger! Especially Gravitation (since you never see any of it in the anime). And thanks for complimenting me on how I wrote Shuichi's character. I try! And I have to admit, I have a few "Shuichi"-like days myself… so it's easy for me to relate. Thank you for your support!

Quack says the duck- Tee hee! I like your pen name. Of course Shuichi and Yuki make it out alive! I would never kill off my favourite pairing of all time! You can be sure that there will be no heavy angst in my stories! My filler wasn't exactly what you said it would be, but Mr. K did get to the crime scene and help out, so I guess that's close enough. Thanks for your reviews!

Yuri Yuki- Hee hee… yes. I am known for my excruciatingly painful cliff hangers. You may see a lot of those in my other stories as well… sorry! Thanks for reviewing!

DatenshiBlue39- Well if I'm a Big Head Ninny Poo, then you're a Cotton-headed Ninny Muggins! Ha ha! I love that phrase. Me? Kid? I guess that'll be okay. I kind of like how it sounds. I give you permission to use that one me. Yeah… sorry for the harsh language… but I have to make the robber seem realistic, ya know? Not that I would say any of that stuff in REAL life. No no! I am no potty mouth!

Eyes of Truth- I'm glad you laughed at the shoe chapter. I liked it too. One of my choice genres in movies and anime is comedy, so I can't help but add a little of that in my stories! I think one of my favourite comedy movies is Bruce Almighty. Jim Carry rocks my soxs! And there's a lot of anime that's funny to me so… I can't name them all! Well, thanks for the review!