Sigh Forgive my…delayed update. Not on this but other stories. Extreme stress has caused me series anxiety, but I try to keep up.

Also big thanks to all other reviewers. Hands you guys your tapes Shu-chan is gonna KILL me.

Also this is the conclusion chapter for the story tear I just got to move on And I shall edit the other chapters. When I find time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation. I do own plenty of copies of the sex tape however x)

Story title: Sex tape

Chapter genre: Humor, drama and some suspense.
Chapter rating: pg-16, just to be safe

Chapter warnings: extremely odd turn of events

The mastermind(s)?

Camera lights flashed as reporters shouted, one trying to be louder then the other to get Yuki Eiri's and Shuichi Shindou's undivided attention. All wanting to know something or another about one thing: the tape.

A mixture of odd, rude, offensive and embarrassing questions came from all over the room, and all Shuichi and Yuki could do was sit and smile pretty.

"Yuki-san, Shindou-san, was the tape a publicity stunt, just to boost popularity?"

"Mr. Shindou, Mr. Shindou, what would you say was your favorite position?"

"Yuki-sensei, which flavor of the five edible thongs Shindou-san wore, was your favorite?"

"Shindou-san, is the fact that Yuki-sensei's member is extremely and abnormally large painful or more pleasurable for you-"

"I think that is quite enough." Tohma Seguchi voiced, standing in front of the microphone. His presence had a power over the reporters, and his voice brought the room to silence.

"All of the questions being asked I find offensive and irrelevant in every manner, so I shall be bringing this conference to an early end. But first I'm sure either Yuki-san or Shindou-san have something they would like to say." Tohma looked questioningly over to the couple, or more like Yuki, asking silently if either would like to make a short statement.

Yuki shook his head no. Shuichi however…

Emotions swam in Shuichi like fish in water. He was angry. Who ever did this; he wished the wrath of hell upon them. The hell that had presented itself upon Shuichi for the last week. That tape was his and his alone. And everyone took it like a joke! Even Hiroshi. His best friend.

Standing, Shuichi made his way over to the microphone stand, bringing strange looks from Tohma and Yuki. The two blondes lived up to their stereotype, and had absolutely know idea what was going on.(1)

Standing in front of the microphone, Shuichi usually felt a sense of excitement. This time, he was out for blood.

"In answer to some of your questions, the tape…was no stunt, and no scandal. It had no purpose of being used to boost our popularity in its making. My favorite position is missionary, Yuki enjoys strawberry flavor of the thongs best, and my opinions on Yuki's privates will remain unknown."

The noise in the room consisted of people writing quickly on their notepads as they sucked up every word Shuichi said.

"However…those things don't really matter. The tape…its purpose wasn't to be distributed to the public, meaning it was stolen from us. Stolen from me. It was mine and Yuki's own private property stolen from us on a vacation that was supposed to be a relaxing time away from reporters, and public such as you. I greatly despise and loathe whoever did this. You money gobbling, evil bastards!"

Yuki pulled at the bottom of Shuichi's sweatshirt from behind, grabbing the singer's attention. Putting his hand over the microphone, Shuichi turned to look at Yuki.

"What the hell are you doing brat?" Yuki asked in a harsh whisper. Shuichi just smiled and turned back to the reporters.

" Shindou-san, you're saying that this tape was stolen from you, but the movie was produced by the film department(2) of NG productions itself, the record label Bad Luck is under. Are you implying that this tape was released without your consent when you have obvious ties to the company?"

"Wha?"

Of course, there was way to many big words for Shuichi to quite comprehend. But Yuki, well, being the novelist he was, knew exactly what the reporter had said. Sending a "your balls are gone" glare to Tohma, Yuki grabbed Shuichi's wrist, and pulled him from the stand, and through the door behind them.

"This conference is over, forgive the lack of answers ladies and gentlemen." And with that, Tohma swiftly walked out the door, making haste to catch up with a very pissed Yuki and an extremely confused Shuichi.

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Hiroshi turned off the T.V., throwing the remote on the NG meeting room table. He frowned at the outcome of the conference.

"Fuck. Yuki-san knows." K-san said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Well no shit Sherlock!" Hiro shouted. The other occupants at the room looked down in silence, somewhat ashamed, and fearful.

"Have you any idea what we've done? As soon as Yuki lays it all out in comprehendible words for Shuichi, we're all screwed!"

Suguru snorted as he lay back in a chair next to Noriko and Tatsuha.

"Don't think your so innocent yourself Nakano-san. You helped convince Shindou-san to make the damn tape."

"Fuck you Fujisaki-"

"I think that we should all stop fighting…" the named and unnamed occupants of the room turned their attention to the mastermind.

"If anyone is screwed its me."

The phone rang from the corner and Sakano quickly answered.

"Everyone needs to come to my office, immediately."

Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxox

"What the FUCK is going on Seguchi! You said to me you had no idea how this got to the public, and it was your own damn company that released it! You better start to explain to me what the fuck this is about."

Yuki glared at the ever so "innocent" Tohma Seguchi whom sat comfortably behind his desk. Shuichi sat in the chair before his boss, his head down. He felt like crap.

The door opened before Yuki could shout another line of obscenity to the blonde keyboardist, and in walked everyone. Hiroshi was the first to walk in, followed by K, Noriko, Suguru, Tatsuha, and lastly Sakano. All wearing guilty expressions.

Each received a death glare from a very, very pissed Yuki.

"This all can be explained Eiri-san if you would please calm down-"

"Calm down? Calm down? Easy for you to say! You haven't been publicly humiliated! You don't have a moronic lover who's dumb enough to actually give a tape of himself in his most private moments to the public!" Shuichi looked up at Yuki stunned.

"Wait a second, I had nothing to do with this Yuki!" Shuichi protested.

"Oh that's bull shit-"

"Actually meanie head, Shuichi had nothing to do with it…everyone else including myself did."

Yuki and Shuichi had wide eyes as they looked up at the new person in the room.

"Tohma, Noriko and Sakano convinced Shuichi and set up the trip to Florida. Hiroshi got Shuichi to record your private moments; Suguru and Tatsuha snatched the tape while K and I distracted you." Ryuichi said, seemingly immune to the seriousness of the situation. He bit at Kumagoro's ears while laying everything out in full detail.

"And all of it was my idea. Hope your not mad Shuichi." To say the least, Shuichi and Yuki sat stunned, taking it all in.

"I thought of it all myself too! Well okay, maybe a little help from kumagoro but mostly my idea!" Ryuichi said happily and proudly waving around his kumagoro.

…awkward silence…

"But…why exactly would you do this?" Shuichi asked.

K leaned back against the wall, polishing his gun with ease as he gave an answer. "Nittle Grasper left big shoes for you to fill. What better way to do it then by this kind of stunt? Now almost every female if not around the world, in the country knows who you are, and well, what your favorite position is." To this response Shuichi turned bright pink.

…awkward silence…

"Well fuck…"

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And so, the month went by. The tape had reached its ultimate purpose; getting Shuichi's and Bad Luck's name out there.

But of course, Yuki and Shuichi were naturally pissed, and were out for balls and blood for quite some time. But as the days went by Yuki generally didn't seem to care much about it anymore, and had even secretly bought his own personal copy of his own personal moments for his own personal um…moving on-

Shuichi on the other hand, wasn't getting so much luck. No one would let the singer live it down. It was Hiro and Suguru's daily goal to remind Shuichi of the whole scenario, minute after minute. But of course, as a counter attack, Shuichi would always point to the rather large stain on the table and remind Suguru that doggy style came with consequences. Such as everyone knowing exactly what the 16-year-old had been doing with his boyfriend.

And of course, when Sakano sat down to eat his lunch on that very table, no one said anything to the oblivious producer. No one had the heart too.

Shuichi wanted revenge. Something to pin everyone's ass to the wall with.

And of course, having a male porn magazine, pictures and clips of all Hiro, Sakano, Tohma, K, Suguru and Tatsuha (Noriko and Ryuichi not included, Shuichi idolized them to much) mixed all together with photoshop, could be sweet, sweet revenge.

Shuichi took the liberty of taping each 10" by 10" pictures he had made himself, all over the NG building, leaving absolutely no trace. Everyone was horrified to say the least, walking into work the next day, to see such obscene pictures of 6 certain people, especially one of Tohma with Suguru bent over a table…

Oh revenge was so, so sweet.

Except for the death glares and the bullets Shuichi received to the head afterwards, he didn't like those too much.

But when the excitement had boiled down months later, Shuichi's thought himself satisfied. Nothing was funnier then good old photoshopin' pictures of your friends and co-workers. And just as Shuichi's thirst for blood had retreated almost entirely, he made…an odd yet extremely…"promotional" discovery.

"Ah Shuichi-kun, I left the Nittle Grasper video you wanted to borrow from me on the table. Careful with it, I recorded it ages ago." Tatsuha said, walking out the door with a wave.

"Oh thanks Tatsuha! I'll give it back to you next time you come to visit!" Shuichi said happily closing Yuki's apartment door.

"Which better be never…" Yuki mumbled, walking into his study with a cigarette hanging from his lips.

Shuichi sat excitedly in front of the big T.V. as close as possible, placing the videotape into the VCR (3). With a change of the channel, Shuichi was ready to watch Nittle Grasper goody ness for the next hour.

Except…it wasn't exactly…

"Oh Tatsuha Oh yes ah oh"

"Ah you're so tight Suguru…hn bend over farther more…"

Shuichi's eyes flew wide as he stare in shock at the display before him. Suguru had his shirt pushed up and pants pulled down, bent over a desk, while Tatsuha wore his clothing perfectly normal, except for his pants undone, as he pounded into Suguru over and over again.

"Oh yes Tatsuha! Harder, oh gods harder, harder!"

"What the FUCK are you watching Shuichi!"

A smirk on Shuichi's face grew, as he ignored Yuki's shout. Oh yes…Tatsuha had fucked this one up, giving Shuichi a recorded video of Suguru getting his brains fucked out by the monk himself.

Oh now Shuichi had Suguru by the balls. No more would the little punk dare tease and poke fun day after day after day for his naughty fetish's and habits. Oh hell no.

R.E.V.E.N.G.E.

Smiling wickedly Shuichi pulled the tape out of the VCR player and waited for the next day.

Xoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxox

"Shindou-san! You're late again! We have work to do damn it! What's your excuse hm? Yuki-san was hungry and wanted a bite at you're edible thong?" Suguru said while standing angrily with hands on his hips, glaring at Shuichi. Hiro and K snickered quietly at the comment.

Shuichi however remained smiling happily as he held a tape high and proud and walked towards the T.V. Putting in the tape, he pressed play.

"Oh Tatsuha, your so big oooooh ah AH harder!"

"You like that don't yah you dirty little boy?"

"Oh don't tease, fuck me now damn it! Oh"

-click-

Shuichi turned the tape off and turned to his audiences of Hiro, K, Sakano, and Suguru. All of which were extremely red, and extremely stunned.

Slowly eyes crept to the keyboardist whose eyes were still glued to the T.V.

"Wow Suguru…nice maids dress…"

"So Tatsuha is as big as Yuki's? Hm, must run in the family…"

Shuichi looked at Suguru straight in the eyes.

"My, my Suguru, 8 straight hours. Well not exactly straight, but you get my point. Now tell me, do you have some kind of fetish for being bent over a table?"

The End

Oh my goodness. Did I just write that? Oh fuck I did. OO. XD Review.

No offense to all blondes. XD Im one myself!

I have no idea if NG has a movie department, just made it up now xD

Am I the only one that still uses those damn things anymore? And…who the HELL makes Video's nowadays Oo…wow…