If Only I Loved You More

Authors Note: Im sorry it took so long for me to get the next chapter up. I wasnt able to get to a computer to type up the next chapter. Dont you just hate it when friends accidently send viruses attatched in their emails? On the bright side, it gave me plenty of time to brainstorm for the upcoming chapters.

Also, Im looking for someone who could give me a hand with the story...any one willing to do some editing, please email me at Sassy2021111 at yahoo dot com.

Chapter Two

Not this Again

Shuichi sat quietly at the small table in the kitchen with his hands wrapped around a cup of warm tea. He sighed quietly, "Why couldnt Yuki tell me he loved me?". He took a sip of the drink, then pushed the cup away as his lover entered the kitchen.

"Your still here?" Yuki asked as he began to pour himself some coffee.

"Im not going to practice anymore" Shuichi said, glancing at the blonde writer.

Yuki lifted his mug and took a sip of the coffee, raising a brow then sighing, "That old story again". There had been many times where Shuichi had attempted to drop the band, but it never seemed to work.

"Yuki! Im serious!" Shuichi exclaimed, standing up and pressing his palms against the table. "That guy almost killed me because of my music! He hated it enough to come after me! That doesnt worry you? Dont you care about me Yuki?"

"What other people thought of you never bothered you before" Yuki casually pointed out.

"But this time...I have no one to fall back on" Shuichi said sadly, sitting back down. Yuki glanced up and stared at the pink haired singer. What was that comment supposed to mean?

"Come on, I'll drop you off"

"Im not going" Shuichi restated. "I quit".

As if on cue, everyones favorite gun-slinging blond burst through the door, with his guns extended. "Shuichi Shindou, you are late you have five seconds to explain why you are not already at the studio. Five...four...three...two..."

"Ahh!" Shuichi exclaimed and sheilded his face. "Yu-ki! do something! I dont want to sing anymore!"

The writer sighed, "I'll wait for you tonight, now get the hell out of my house"

Shuichi's eyes lit up. So Yuki did care! "Yay! Yu-kiiii" He extended his arms to jump and hug the man, but K grabbed him by his hood, stopping him in mid air. "Have a nice day Mr. Eiri Yuki"

Soon, the house because very quiet and Yuki sighed. Turning around, he rested against the counter. The boys comment still lingered in his mind. Yuki had always protected him when he needed it...execpt for last night.

The phone rang, breaking Yuki from his thoughts. He let it ring twice before answering. "Yeah" he spoke.

"Yuki, its me" His publisher spoke. "Im calling to remind you about the meeting at the restaurant".

"I cant make it. I have something important to do today" He replied. He pulled the phone from his ear as the woman began to nag about how the meeting was very important.

"Alright, I'll be there, but I'll be late" He finally replied, then hung up. Sometimes, that woman really annoyed him. He waited a moment before picking up the phone again.

"Tohma" a voice came from the other line.

"Its me. I need to talk to you now. Be at the park in an hour"

"Yuki Dear, I'll be there in half" Came from the other line. "Oh, and Yuki, is everything alright between you and Mr. Shindou?"

"Why?"

"He refuses to sing. He simply sits there with his arms crossed over his chest. Im afraid that Mr. K is getting a bit impatient"

Yuki was silent for a moment. "See you at the park", and with that, he hung up.

"Hey Hiro! You wanna go to a kareokee bar with me today?" Shuichi asked, uncrossing his arms.

Hiro looked at his best friend oddly, "Kareokee bar? You'll sing there but not here?" The guitarist asked.

Shuichi shrugged. "Is that a yes or a no?"

"Cant, I have a date with Ayaka today" Hiro grinned. "Why dont you ask Yuki to go with you?"

Shuichi looked down.

"You guys are fighting again?" Hiro asked with a loud sigh.

Ryuichi smacked Shuichi upside the head with Kumagoro, "I'll go with you! I love kareokee, and so does Kumagoro!". Nuriko hit the hyper singer on the head. "No can do Ryu, we have to do an autograph signing remember?"

"Oh yeah..." Ryu said saddly, then perked up. "I can find someone to go with you!"

"Who?" Shuichi asked, interested.

He leaned foward, so that he was only a few inches away from Shuichi's ear. "Its a SUPRISE!"

"Whats on your mind Eiri?" Tohma asked, sitting down on the bench near the fountain. Yuki sat down next to him. "Shuichi was attacked last night, just outside the house. The bastard burned him on the side of the neck"

Tohma nodded, "I see, do not feel responsible Eiri. Its not your fault"

"I want to find the bastard who did it Tohma" Yuki answered.

Tohma nodded, "Yuki, I have some interesting information to share with you. Last night, I came across Hiraji Aizaki and Maxwell Right"

The names were like knives to his back. His eyes clouded over with hate and he leaned over, covering his face. The names were ones that would be in his mind forever. They were the names of the men that had gotten away the night he had become a murderer.

Final Notes: Thanks to everyone who reviewed my first chapter! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter just ask much!

Syaoran, thanks for the the great review! Im glad you were able to picture the attack! I try to be as detailed as possible when I can. Dont worry, I'll continue the story!

Jewi Lih, Im not fond of that word either, but I had to be realistic when I portrayed the attacker. Done worry, that word wont come out too often in the story.

DarkMetalAngel, Dont worry! Yuki will suffer plenty in this story!

Pikapikaryuchan, Dont cry! Please Dont cry! Look, heres another chapter!