Chronicle 3

Shuichi awoke, shaking. Ever since he fell back to sleep that night, that recurring nightmare hit him. Shuichi glanced over at the window, seeing Yuki looking out of it. "Yuki...?" Yuki looked at Shuichi, with black circles under his eyes.

"You were crying all night long and screaming," said Yuki. "You wouldn't shut up." He lifted up a package. "You kept me awake long enough to finish my manuscript." Shuichi chuckled. "I kept you up for that long? Sorry."

Yuki walked over and leaned over Shuichi. "It's a week early." Shuichi blushed, getting hotter and hotter. "Do you know what that means?" Shuichi shook his head, still burning up.

Yuki sat up straight and turned around. "That means I get to spend more time with you." Shuichi smiled, once again. His stomach filled with butterflies. Why was he so nervous, while he was so happy? Was it that he was so excited, that it made him feel sick? Shuichi didn't really care about the reason. He just knew he'd be happy spending time with Yuki.

Shuichi walked out of the door into the bathroom. "I'm gonna take a shower now!" shouted Shuichi, warning Yuki.

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Shuichi sat down on the couch in the recording studio, trying to come up with new lyrics. He chomped on the piece of paper---literally. "Grawh! I can't figure out what to write!" Hiro sipped some water. "Relax. Take your time." Suguru glanced over at them. "You know, our next single is suppose to be released next month and then our CD the month after that, right?"

Hiro and Shuichi ignored Suguru. Shuichi suddenly got an idea. "Hey, Hiro?" "Yeah?" Shuichi laid down on the couch. "Did we use all the songs that we wrote a while ago on the last album?"

Hiro thought for a moment. "I don't think so." Shuichi smiled, grabbed Hiro's hands and started to shake them. "Thank you! Now I know what to do!" Shuichi ran out of the studio.

Suguru shouted at Hiro. "You JUST let him leave like that? He's at work!" Hiro smiled. "I know what he's doing."

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Shuichi ran up to his apartment and opened up the door. He stepped forward, and slipped. "Ow! Huh?" He picked up a piece of paper on the ground. He unfolded the paper.

Shindou, Shuichi-san; You have lost your apartment due to not paying for several months . Unless you can pay us by next week, you will lose your apartment. You have either a week to pay or a week to pack. To find out how much you owe, please call. Signed, the Landlord

He quickly took out his cellphone and looked through his address book for the Landlord's phone number. He pressed "OK" and waited for the land lord to answer.

"Hello, this is Shindou, Shuichi. I just found a note on my floor dated with yesterday's date on it and it says I owe you money. How much do I owe?"

Shuichi grabbed a pen and waited for a couple of seconds. He wrote down the amount. His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped. He couldn't believe what he just heard. He pressed "END" and sunk to the ground.

He owed that much yen! How did he let that happen? Oh no! Why? Why did this have to happen? Just when things were going so well...well, sort of...I don't really have any place to go...except...

Yuki.

Yuki Eiri.

He was practically already living there. The question was if Yuki would let Shuichi stay there permanently or until he finds a new place to live. Either that, or he could return home. If returned home, he might not see Yuki anymore!

Shuichi sulked. What was he to do?

He fiddled with the piece of paper, quietly debating in his head whether or not to ask his boyfriend whether or not he could permanently live with him.

Something clicked in his head; what he was original here for. "Oh! The notebook!" He quickly sprung to his feet. Shuichi stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket. He dug through piles and piles of junk on his bedroom floor, looking everywhere for the notebook full of songs he wrote when he and Hiro started Bad Luck.

He finally found it, under a pile of old papers. He furiously skimmed through it. He locked up the apartment and ran back to work.

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He waved the notebook through the air as he ran through the studio door. "Hiro! Suguru! I got the lyrics!" He slammed the notebook down on the coffee table. Suguru swiped the notebook and started to skim through it. "Do you even have any actual music written?"

Hiro and Shuichi exchanged looks.

"What?"

Hiro laughed. "Well, when we decided to start the band, we didn't actual know how to write the music." Shuichi nodded. "Yeah. All I knew was how to sing it, and Hiro knew how to play it." Hiro started to air guitar a few moves from when they were younger.

Suguru got up and walked over to Sakano-san. "Sakano-san, where's K-san?" Suguru looked left and right. Sakano-san sighed. "Well, you know how that American is. He should be here short---"

Be here shortly is right. K suddenly burst through the door and pointed guns at Bad Luck. "You have another concert at Zepp Tokyo two weeks from now!" Everyone except for K exchanged glances.

"K-san, could you please put your guns down?" asked Suguru, walking up to him. K put them into a case that he had brought. "Okay." Suguru sat on the couch, waiting quietly for K to explain more of what was going on.

"You're releasing a new single, right?" Everyone nodded, including Sakano. "Well, I thought it might be a good idea to promote the new single." K suddenly pointed the machine gun forward. "It'll have people screaming for more! They'll want to buy the single when it comes out!"

Shuichi glanced out the window for a quick second, not sure whether or not he should be happy about it or not. A concert in two weeks...and I need to find a place to stay...

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"Hey Yuki," murmured Shuichi, walking through the door. He walked to the living room and threw himself onto the couch, his arm hanging of the edge.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Yuki walked over to Shuichi and sat down. "Baka." Shuichi peered over his shoulder. "We're having another concert at Zepp Tokyo." Yuki grabbed another cigarette and lit it. "Shouldn't that be a good thing?"

Shuichi flipped over, so he laid on his back. "It is a good thing."

"You don't seem too happy about it though."

Shuichi jolted up. "I'm happy! See?" He smiled and started to twirl around the living room. Yuki wasn't buying it. "Whatever, moron." Yuki shrugged and laid back. Shuichi quickly sat back down.

"Yuki...?"

Yuki didn't move a muscle. "Um..." Shuichi started to poke his index fingers together. "Yuki...um..."

"What?"

"I..." Shuichi paused. "Um, never mind. I'm going to bed." Shuichi stood off and trailed off to their room.

Yuki continued smoking. "Going to bed early?" murmured Yuki, quietly so Shuichi couldn't hear him.

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I'm so sorry Yuki. I'll be back later... Shuichi pecked Yuki's cheek with his lips, left the room and rushed out the door.

Yuki sat up. "Where is that idiot going?" He shrugged and laid back down. He tossed and turned, but couldn't go to sleep.

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"Oh my god! Really!" asked Maiko, after hearing that Yuki finished his manuscript. She grabbed onto her brother's shoulders. "Y-yeah. It was pretty much my fault too." Maiko shook her brother. "Your fault! That isn't a fault!"

Shuichi got down onto the ground, and started to make circles with his finger. "It is my fault; I kept him up all night." Hiro patted his friend on the shoulder. "It's okay." Shuichi didn't look up. "What happened that kept him up all night?"

Shuichi stood up. "My constant shrieking for Yuki to come back to me," said Shuichi, gazing up into the sky. "Yuki said I kept shaking in my sleep." Shuichi covered his face with his hands. "I'm afraid of losing Yuki!"

Shuichi sniffed. "E-excuse me. I need to go get something to drink." As Shuichi ran off, that white slip of paper flew out of his pocket. Hiro and Maiko exchanged glances, then ran to the piece of paper and opened it.

Their eye balls nearly fell out of their eye sockets!

"That's a lot of yen!"

"I know. Shuichi hasn't paid for the rent for a long time, since he's usually living with Yuki."

"Why doesn't he just live with Yuki then?"

Hiro and Maiko pointed to each other. "That's it!"

"Shuichi must be afraid..."

"Of losing Yuki because..."

"Yuki wouldn't let him stay with him permanently!"

They saw Shuichi coming back. "Hey, Shuichi! We'll be right back!"

Shuichi stopped in his tracks, kind of confused. Maiko and Hiro ran off.

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KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Yuki walked over to the door calmly, but quickly. He unlocked the door and started to twist the door knob. "Shui----"

WHOOSH! BANG!

The door swung open and Yuki fell backwards.

"You cold hearted bastard!"

"I'll never forgive you!"

"How dare you not let Shuichi stay!"

"You should start to consider other people's feelings!"

Yuki stood up. "Geez, you could have waited until I opened up that damn door!" Hiro stepped forward. "Why?" Yuki glared at him. "It could have hurt me."

"Not about that!"

"Then what?"
"You know!"
"Know...?"

"How could you not know?"

Hiro slipped the piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Yuki. Yuki quickly grabbed it and skimmed through the words. "Why didn't that damn brat tell me?"

"Wait, you didn't know?"

"Really?"

"If I did know, all of his belongings would be here."

Hiro and Maiko nodded.

"Sumimasen! We just assumed you were the one making Shuichi cry!"

Yuki took his cigarette out of his mouth. "He told you...about the nightmares he was having?" He asked, assuming that was one of the reasons why they came storming over and figured he was the one who made Shuichi upset. Maiko shrugged. "I suppose he was, but he didn't really say to much." Hiro grabbed Yuki's collar. "Why is he so afraid of losing you? What did you do?"

Yuki grabbed Hiro's hands. "I didn't do anything." He forced them off of him and walked off. "I'll ask him about this when he gets home." Yuki stuffed the paper into his pocket.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Maiko smiled. "Sure!" Maiko dashed over to Yuki. She smiled at him. "Yuki-san, what do you have to drink?"

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"Oh, sorry I'm late Yuki! I...I...err..." Shuichi couldn't come up with anything. He was at his hotel room, being bored, and tried to write a new song. Yuki grabbed Shuichi and held his hands behind his back.

"Yu-Yuki?" Shuichi glanced over his shoulder.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Huh?"

Yuki took out the piece of paper. "This."

Shuichi went wide-eyed. Yuki was not suppose to see that. "Yuki, I..." Shuichi couldn't think of anything too say. "I'm sorry." Yuki looked down at Shuichi's swaying head. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to loose my apartment. I haven't been there for months and months, and I..."

"Where's your stuff?"

"What?"

"Where are your belongings?"

Shuichi didn't understand why Yuki was asking that. "Why...Yuki?" Yuki released Shuichi. "You're seriously a moron," He walked toward the door. "You're going to live with me...permanently."

"You're...joking. I'd just be a burden to you."

"I'm not joking." Yuki opened the door and begin walking out.

Shuichi's face expression changed within a matter of seconds. He skipped over to Yuki, quickly. "Yuki, I LOVE YOU!"

GLOMP!

Yuki pushed Shuichi off of him quickly. "Don't do that outside our apartment." He started stomping off. Shuichi followed him like a shadow.

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"Is this it?"

Shuichi nodded. "Most of my stuff is over your house..."

He laid down on the bed. "Thank you, Yuki."

"For what?"

"For to many things."

Yuki walked over to Shuichi and slipped off his coat. He brushed a few strands of hair out of Shuichi's face and kissed him softly. Shuichi's eyes went wide for a moment, but quickly lowered.

When their lips parted for a second, Shuichi managed to let out, "Yuki, the door..." Yuki glanced over at the door. It was opened. Why? Because they didn't plan to stay so long. He walked over to the door and slammed it shut.

"Since we're here..."

Shuichi's eyes glittered, knowing what Yuki was going to do. "Yes, Yuki." Shuichi grabbed Yuki's collar and pulled him closer.

"Let me do it."

"What?"

"You're always the one the one on top. I wanna do it for once."

He dragged Yuki even closer and their mouth's met as they lowered their bodies onto the bed.

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"I'm going to work now!" shouted Shuichi, slipping on his shoes. He opened the door and slammed it shut.

Yuki leaned against the door frame. "What the hell am I doing?" He grabbed his lighter and a cigarette and walked to his office to work on his next novel.

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K burst though the door. "BIG NEWS! I got you guys a magazine interview for tomorrow!"

Shuichi started sweating. Hiro glanced over at him. "What's wrong? Isn't that a good thing?" Shuichi nodded. "Hiro...I'm...I'm..." Shuichi suddenly started to jump up and down.

"Shindou-san, don't do that, please!" complained Suguru.

Of course, everyone didn't get why the heck Shuichi did that (Not even I do.). He pulled Hiro closer and whispered into his ear, "I'll tell you later."

Hiro nodded.

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"Hiro, do you know what this means?"

"What means?"

"The magazine interview..."

"No..." Hiro froze. He knew what Shuichi was going to say. Shuichi quickly turned his head away.

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"I hope Yuki won't be maaaad at me!" cried Shuichi.

"Well, didn't he once admit you guys were lovers...?"

Shuichi paused. Thinking back to it, his best friend was right; Yuki had admitted on live TV that he and Shuichi were loves.

Shuichi opened his mouth to speak, before sending his own glare at Hiro. "But it was your fault. You made a deal with Tatsuha to dress up Yuki!"

Hiro looked away from his friend. "Err...yeah...sorry about that..."

Shuichi smiled. "Yuki should be fine with it then."

"Yeah," Hiro said.

"Because I already told him ahead of..."

Hiro towered over him, obviously angry. Shuichi's voice lowered.

"...time..."

"And what were you crying about?"

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TrainerKelly: Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long. xx; I was...kind of...too lazy to finish writing this. XP Hey, at least I finished this chapter though. I had to change a few things...and things. If there are spelling mistakes...oh well. My friends have been bugging me for like...three months to put this chapter up...so you better have enjoyed the cheesy-out-of-character-ness.