Disclaimer: I don't own gravitation. But, hell, hope y'all enjoy this one.

a/n: sorry for not updating. Lotza school work. It's really different when you're graduating. –sigh- anyway, thanks for those who gave me their thoughts or reactions or even violent ones if there are any. o)

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Dreams

Yuki was typing the scenes on his mind when suddenly, the phone rang.

He wondered who it was.

Maybe his editor.

Maybe he is bidding for a little time again.

Until he realized a familiar voice that was speaking with a bit of an uneasy tone.

It was Shuichi.

"Yuki, I know you're there. But if you could just listen, I will stay at Hiro's place tonight. Uh, that's all. Bye."

And then the beep goes off.

Yuki just stared at the screen of his laptop after hearing what Shuichi just said.

"Go ahead. As if I care." Yuki thought. "I don' care a single bit about that child of yours." Yuki was filled with pride.

So much pride.

He didn't even know why.

Maybe, just maybe.. he gets jealous.

Somehow, he felt very irritated.

But the actual reason?

He really didn't know what he was feeling.

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Hiro's house

" Oi..Shuichi.. wake up..it's morning already..we're gonna be late.. for..work.." Hiro said lazily while also trying to fight the temptation of sleeping longer.

"Shuichi.. wake up.." Hiro patted his best friend's shoulder. a/n: they slept together because of the crying last night. XO

Hiro looked at the time.

His eyes widened at the view of seeing his beloved alarm clock which was a present to him by his beloved Ayaka-chan on their first date for being late.

"Shuichi, wake up!" Hiro jumped realizing how much time they lost for rehearsing the songs that are to come up in their new album. a/n: well at least he was able to stand up, right? Thanks to Ayaka.

Hiro threw a pillow aiming at Shuichi's head. He realized how much of a sleepy head his ever cute best friend was.

Shuchi then again stumbled off the floor because of the impact of the pillow. a/n: surely, you wouldn't believe how strong Hiro was, right?

"What now Hiro!" Shuichi replied angrily.

Remember, play with a drunk but not with a person who just woke up. Or else, get ready to face the music.

"I will just inform you that we are VERY LATE for work! Your highness!" Hiro replied.

"How did you know!" Shuichi exclaimed.

"What do you think of me? A JERK? As in J-E-R-K? Look at the clock!" That's right.

This time, Hiro really spelled it out.

Shuichi's eyes was also widened by the view.

He didn't care if he will fix the bed or not. He just ran to the bathroom and changed, then left without saying a word to Hiro like a hurricane.

Hiro understood what this day really meant for Shuichi. They've talked about it last night. Of course, without K's gun they would still be sleeping up to this point if he hadn't visited the two. Fortunately, they overslept. And this would be a good reason for K to shoot them dead on-the-spot.

--NG Studio--

Shuichi really waited for this day. The day when he will be able to make a new album again. This time, not for Yuki. But for his children. No matter how it hurts, he needed to continue striving hard even if a lot of people have given up on it a long time ago.

That's what just he needs.

A spark of encouragement and PERSEVERANCE.

Shuichi knew that all of this will soon be solved. It will be reversed.

Hate will be Love and Bad will be Good.

That's how it's going to be for Shuichi.

"Oi Shuichi!" Hiro's voice echoed through the hall.

"I'm here." Shuichi answered.

Alas! Hiro catched up with him.

"You could've at least waited for me to go with you. Baka." Hiro was out of breath. He was holding his knee when he said that.

"Sorry, Hiro." Shuichi beamed.

He hardly turned his head to Hiro.

"It's ok." Hiro smiled back at Shuichi. He wondered if anything was wrong with him except for the fact that Yuki rejected him.

Most of the time he would hug Hiro to death till he was running out of air saying he was sorry and that he has just gotten too excited.

"Something wrong, Shuichi?" Hiro asked.

Shuichi nodded and pointed at his right. He had cold sweat ever since he stopped from the hall.

Hiro didn't seem to understand because he can't see what he was trying to tell.

He didn't understand until he saw a 22-caliber aimed at Shuichi's neck.

Oops, did I say neck? It was supposed to be aimed at the brain actually.

Hiro tried to stop the person from shooting Shuichi.

Instead, the said gun was already inside his mouth. He was surprised how fast its head really was.

His worst nightmare was confirmed.

It was K.

There was silence for a moment.

"Why are you late! Didn't I told you to be early for this day! Huh!" The long-haired blonde exclaimed with his southern accent of Japanese.

"We're sorry, K!' The two had nearly made their bodies explode to death because of the gun.

"You see there was a problem last night the reason we are late." Hiro replied calmly.

"Isn't that right Shuichi?"

Shuichi nodded.

"What is it? What's the problem?" a voice asked.

Everyone turned their heads around only to see the synthesizer carrying some things for their rehearsal.

Shuichi closed his eyes for a moment.

Knowing how his manager and the synthesizer were really curious about his problem, he just smiled.

He opened his eyes and dream that his day at the studio was also like his life at Yuki's apartment.

Fun, he thought.

"Shuichi?" Suguru said.

"Oh, nothing. Never mind." He paused. "Now, shall we start? I'm so excited!" Shuichi run from the hall to the recording room with stars on his eyes.

They all felt happy for Shuichi that he was frantically fine. They all wondered how fast he can recover from anything.

Well, anything but Yuki.

The plain possessed, irritated novelist himself.

They all wondered.

Except for Hiro, of course.