Never Letting Go

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Gravitation, though I continuously pray to be given the opportunity of doing so. I do however, at this moment, own Lucas Withers.

Shuichi gets kidnapped in a Washington Airport on his way home from a tour and is manipulated into becoming someone he isn't. Will Yuki be able to find Shuichi before the Shuichi he knows disappears entirely?

Chapter 1: Things Gone Wrong

"If we would have just taken the private jet back, we would have been home by now Shuichi" Suguru sighed as he adjusted the strap on his bag and waited for the pink haired boy to finish retrieving his snack from the slot in the vending machine. Annoyed, Suguru then turned his gaze to Hiro, "He's your best friend. Talk some sense into him"

Hiro held his hands up in defeat and grinned, "I've given up on that a long time ago Fujisaki. Besides, this could be fun. Shuichi has a point. It'll be nice traveling like this…like normal people"

Suguru rolled his eyes, "I'm going to find K. How long could it take for him to get past the metal detectors?"

"With the amount of guns that man carries...forever" Hiro laughed, snatching the bag of gummies from Shuichi, "We'll meet you at the gate. Come on Shu-kun" waving the bag over his shoulder, he teased Shuichi as though the pink haired boy were a puppy.

"Hiro! Those are mine!" Shuichi whined as Hiro began to walk off, but instead of following him he grinned evilly and pulled another dollar from his pocket. "These gummies are almost as good as pocky!" He inserted the dollar and watched themetal spring spin and release the gummies from the clamp. However, the gummies got stuck on another row of candies instead of falling out. "Nooo!" Shuichi shook the machine.

"Need 'elp, boy?" A red headed man asked Shuichi, grinning slightly. "It does that t'meh all the time. Jes give it a hard kick an' it'll come on out"

Shuichi did as told, and sure enough the candy fell into the slot and Shuichi quickly grabbed it. "Thanks.." he replied in English, since he had learned quite a bit after his weeks in the states. For someone who appeared to be so dumb, he caught on quick.

"N'pro'lem. But, I did ye a favor...time you did one fer me"

Yuki sighed loudly as he leaned back in his chair and looked away from his lap top for the first time in three hours. He had been working hard to get his work done, so that when Shuichi got home, he could give the boy a proper greeting. Normally, he didn't care, but it had been an entire three months since he had seen his lover. He actually missed the brat.

He leaned foward, looking at the clock. It was getting late, and Shuichi hadn't arrived. Hadn't be told Yuki he would be home before the sun began to set? Where was he? Standing from his chair, he decided to call Tohma and find out where his Shuichi was, but as he did so, the door bell rang.

Muttering to himself, Yuki headed down the stairs and opened the door. He found himself looking at Hiro Nakano, his lover's best friend. He looked angry, and frightened at the same time.

Hiro didn't even wait for Yuki to invite him in. He merely pushed Yuki back into the apartment, entered, then closed the door behind him. "We need to talk, something happened to Shuichi..."

"I really don't care" Yuki replied coldly, slamming the door shut behind Hiro. "I'm busy" he leaned against the door and took out a box of cigarettes as he stared down upon Hiro, noticing the serious look on his face. It was obvious that he had no intention of leaving without being heard. "Fine, what happened to Shuichi?"

"We lost him at the airport" Hiro admitted, lowering his head in shame.

"The brat will find his way home" Yuki quickly remarked.

"We lost him in Washington, on our way home from the tour" Hiro finished, glancing back up to observe the blonde writers reaction.

Yuki stopped just before lighting his cigarette and stared up at Hiro with a cold glare, "And what was Shuichi doing in Washington?"

"He didn't tell you?"

Yuki dropped the cigarette and smothered it against the carpet. "Sit".

K peered out the window, two fingers tapping against his cheek as he thought and thought. Behind him, Mr. Sakano spun around in frantic circles and Suguru leaned back in his seat, tapping a pencil against the desk.

"We have to tell Mr. Seguchi!" Mr. Sakano finally stopped spinning and began to pull at his hair as he stood behind K.

"No!" Suguru and K shouted at the same time. Suguru jumped from his seat while K spun around and placed his hands on the panicking Sakano's shoulders.

"Calm down, soldier" K began calmly. "If we tell Mr. Seguchi, we'll all lose our jobs. Then you'll really havesomething to worry about. What we really need to do is find Shuichi ourselves. We'll need a bit of help, but it's nothing we can't handle. When I was with the secret service…I was the best of the best!"

"And now, you're a psycho" Suguru stated, eye twitching slightly. "I'm opposed to telling Mr. Seguchi what happened, but we can't run around without a plan" He sat back down and buried his face in his hands as he thought. "We have to go back to Washington to find Mr. Shindou…"

"But until then, we'll have to find a Shuichi look-alike, so Tohma won't suspect anything" K suggested, "I might have someone who can help us with that too"

"This is going to be a disaster" Suguru muttered, and in an instant, Sakano was back to spinning in circles, panicking as though the end of the world was just around the corner.

Washington- 5:30 PM

The blood poured down the side of his face like a small river, down his neck and onto his shoulder, staining the sleeve of the yellow shirt that covered the upper half of his body. His head was pounding loudly and the pain that began at the side of his head began making its way down his body, until every move he made caused him to wince and whimper.

"Please" he said gently as he tried to lift his head off the floor, but failed. Closing his eyes, he allowed his head to rest against the floor. "Please, I said I was sorry" No matter how tightly he squeezed his eyes shut, the tears slid down his cheeks, mixing with the blood.

"Don't kill me!" Shuichi whispered as he made an attempt to sit up again. This time, he didn't fail. He was able to push himself up against the wall, into a corner.

The tears continued to stream down his cheeks as he opened his eyes and stared up at his attacker. He was a tall, slender man with shoulder length reddish-blonde hair and green eyes. He was dressed in a pair of loose fitting blue jeans, zipped up, but with the button undone, and no shirt to cover his chest. Shuichi was sure that this man was no more than 20 years old. The man who had helped him at the vending machine…

His attempt at speaking English had made Lucas chuckle gently. "Aw, Ah'm sorry, love. Never meant t'hurt ya. I jes 'ave a pro'lem controllin' my anger". Lucas stroked the pink-haired boy's head and smiled down on him, using his other hand to dry away some of the tears that stained the Shuichi's face. "I jes got upset when I saw ya on the phone, I thought you may 'ave been tryin' ta leave me".

Shuichi sniffed and shivered gently as Lucas dried his tears and pet his head. When Yuki did it to him, it felt so soothing, but the way Lucas did it just made him nervous. He didn't say anything in reply to what Lucas had told him. It was better to say as little as possible to him, so that he wouldn't upset him and get hit again.

"Y'look just like him, jus like my lil' Jess..." Lucas spoke, standing up and heading towards the bathroom, "an I'm gonna take care of you, just like I took care o'him" After grabbing a box of bandages he returned to Shuichi's side, and began to bandage the wound he had caused. At that moment, his expression changed. His features had softened, and he was very gentle in bandaging his wounds. And when he finished, he even leaned over and kissed the boys forehead. He smiled warmly at the singer, then stood, "I'm gonna get star'ed on dinner, stay put" he instructed. He began to walk out of the living room, and towards the kitchen, then stopped at the door way. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Jess, you aren't gonna try to leave are you?"

Shuichi stared back at him, then glanced towards the door. It was unlocked. If he wanted to make a break for it, he could have easily done so once Lucas entered the kitchen. But even if he did, where would he go, who would help him?. He stared back at Lucas, who waited to see what he would reply.

"My name isn't Jess. It's Shuichi. Shuichi Shindou!"

Lucas glared, "You say that now, but in a matter of hours, you won't know who you are"

A/N: On to the next chapter?