LaLaLa… MEow... Mbekk... Roar… :yawn:….. here comes the third chapter… Might be a little bit boring… but I feel that this chappie is essential anyway… On to the fic!

Mika had received a call right after Tohma and she had reached home yesterday. They rushed to the hospital and on the way Mika had called up K, Hiro and Noriko to inform the rest. All of them were gathered again that night at the emergency building of the hospital in less than half an hour.

K was sitting on the wooden bench, polishing his revolver; he had his sunglasses on. Hiro and Ayaka sat together, their hands linked. Suguru had a blank expression on his face. Sakano was pacing around anxiously. Alone in the corner, Sakuma Ryuichi held on tight to Kumagoro.

Eiri Yuki and Shindou Shuichi did not want to see a surgery being performed on them selves, and so they had decided to wait outside the operation theatres.

Tatsuha sat with his face in his hands across to Mika and his brother-in-law; there were some dark blue spots on his light blue shirt. Tears were streaming down Mika's face, but this time Tohma did not have the strength to wipe them away. Yuki wanted so badly to just walk over and hug his sister and tell her that everything was going to be fine. Instead he rested his body against the wall, Shuichi leaning onto him for comfort.

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The television was switched on, the volume reduced to the most audible level. Nakano Hiroshi and Uesugi Tatsuha had stayed in the room located at the private wing of the hospital through out the whole night. Unknown to these two, there were other individuals, or at least part of the individuals, sitting around and watching them.

Morning news started to air and all four eyes were on the small TV. "We'll start with a shocking report on an accident involving the lead vocalist of Bad Luck, Shindou Shuichi and romance author, Eiri Yuki," said the pretty newscaster. The lady and the studio background were replaced with the front page of a local newspaper. The headline read, 'JAPAN'S CELEBRITY GAY PAIR IN COMA'. Then it disappeared and was substituted with a photograph of Yuki and Shuichi trying to avoid reporters.

"According to the report, the couple had left the elite Rain Tree club in a rush late last night after being bombarded with questions by………."

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It had been a confusing night.

They both had seen the brightly painted sports car breaking the red light and Yuki had swerved his Mercedes to avoid a collision with said vehicle. He avoided it alright, but he then lost control of his car and the Mercedes had spun around twice before overturning and crashing into a big truck which was waiting at the red traffic lights.

Everything had happened so fast. The last thing Shuichi could remember was his own voice screaming out Yuki's name and… pain for a moment. Then suddenly, he had opened up his violet eyes and he was not hurting any longer. He frantically looked at his side and saw a bleeding Eiri Yuki. Blood was all over, covering Yuki's handsome face; his blonde hair now more a crimson red.

"Yuki! Yuki! Wake up! Come on wake up! Don't die! Yukiiiii! YUKIIIIIII !"

All of a sudden in the middle of the madness, he felt someone tugging at his shirt.

"Shuichi! Shu! I'm here!"

Shindou Shuichi turned around and had the shock of his life. And he screamed.

"Shhhh! Calm down. Just take my hand. Take it!"

Shuichi stopped his screaming and in a daze like manner reached out for Yuki's hand. He could not recall much how it had happened, but the both of them had walked away from the wreckage, unharmed. Shuichi felt light... as if he was in a dream. Yuki was not covered in blood, and neither was he. And suddenly it dawned upon him.

"We're dead?" Shuichi's question had come out as a strangled whisper. He stopped in his tracks and cried out, "We're DEAD?"

Yuki too halted in his movement and replied calmly, "I, I don't know. I really don't."

"How the hell could you be so composed? We might be DEAD and it's like you don't actually MIND! SHIT! WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT'S GOING ON HERE? SAY SOMETHING!" Shuichi was near hysterical.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? DOES IT LOOK LIKE I KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING? HUH? DOES IT?"

Shuichi wanted to cry. It must have showed on his face because Yuki's expression had softened quickly. The taller man gently said, "Come on, let's just… wait." He took Shuichi's hand and led him to the side of the street. They had seen a man get out from the slightly smashed truck and took out his cell phone to call 911.

Both of them sat on the sidewalk. Not long after, sirens were heard and two ambulances came into view. Then a few police cars arrived. Yuki and Shuichi walked towards the wreckage and watched as their bodies were being pulled out from the mess. They also saw some police officers talking to the man with the truck. The yellow sports car had sped off for quite some time by then.

The souls of Eiri Yuki and Shindou Shuichi climbed into the two ambulances which were carrying their bodies.

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"……… and the police is currently looking for a 26 year old man to assist in the investigation. It is believed that this man had been drunk while driving and had caused the accident to happen. Yuki-san who was driving his car had tried to evade from smashing………"

At this point Hiro abruptly stood up from the brown chair he was sitting in and exclaimed, "Seguchi-san!"

Yuki and Shuichi who were both sitting cross legged on their respective beds observed the newcomer.

"Good morning," Tatsuha said tiredly from the chair situated next to his brother's bed.

Seguchi Tohma stood at the entrance of the room in his lilac turtleneck; his hands still on the doorknob. "So," he began darkly, "it was a drunkard, eh?"