BUM BUM BUMMMMMM! I LIVE! Lol. Here's ya update people!

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Disclaimer: don't own it… but I am currently stalking Eiri..soon my love, soon…lol.

Warning: Yaoi (duh), drug abuse (double duh), cussing. The affects of drugs in this fic are not real. I made them up of this fic.

Shuichi's POV

Man, what I wouldn't give for the good-ole'-days…as gay as that sounds. I'm getting sick and tired of this pink hair! Who am I? Barbie? No, wait…Barbie's hair isn't pink is it? Whatever. She wishes it was. No fair, that bitch has every thing.

My POV

Shuichi came home from NG before the sun rose and sat on the floor between the coffee table and couch, writing lyrics.

Not his normal, care0free, hyped up on sugar lyrics, but lyrics that came from his heart and mind. /I hope Yuki takes his time getting home, I don't feel like going on another acid trip at the moment./

Of course, because he dosen't want Yuki home, Yuki walked in.

"Writing more crappy lyrics brat?"

"They're not crappy!" Shuichi pops a LSD strip in his mouth and on his tounge. As Yuki walks away, ignoring him. Instant trip.

"Whaaaaa! Yuki, Yuki, I'm sorry! Are you mad at me Yuki? I'm sorry if I got you mad!" Yuki looks down at Shuichi, who is attached to his arm.

"Get off me."

"You are mad at me, aren't you Yuki? Yuki!"

Yuki flips Shuichi onto the floor landing on top of him.

"Fine, if you want it that badly, who am I to tell you no?"

"That's not what I-."

"Shut up." Yuki kissed Shuichi and then proceeded in relieving 'stress' till the sun fully rose.

OMIGOD! Right NOW I'm on the phone w/one of my best friends, who I've been friends w/since the 6th grade (now I'm in 10th), and she is transferring schools Monday! Talk about a LOW-BLOW! & she's crying! Oh God…now I'm crying! God this sucks!

Please review…now I'm depressed.