Once again, guys, thank you so much for you wonderful reviews, even if they are on both sides of the pond. The story went from 6 to 16 just overnight! That makes me happy that you guys enjoy the story so much.

A couple of notes here, since I feel I need to address some things.

For those who are just joining in: Go read Chapter One. I had someone PM me yesterday about why it made no sense when they read 3-5 and then flamed me for it. So please, read the entire story. I don't mean to be mean about it, but just save yourself the trouble of confusion.

Summary so far: Eiri Yuki is in the hospital after Ryuichi Sakuma has nailed him in the head with something. Meanwhile, Tatsuha and Ryuichi have kidnapped Shuichi Shindo and taken off with Eiri's Mercedes. Tohma has brought a new plan to light to keep his record sales boosting. What will happen to Bad Luck without Shuichi Shindo?

And what will happen to him in the car with Ryuichi behind the wheel?

So here I go again, responding to my reviewers:

Pickled Relish: Thanks for your wonderful critiques. It feels good to know that other authors can have a different viewpoint on the same story. I actually enjoy learning new sides to the story. You also got a PM if you didn't check it yet.

AngelofLight and Mustang123 : You both have a PM in your inbox, in answer to your review.

gravitationgig and Amythest00: Thanks a lot!

JulinX: Thank you very much. I didn't want to go for angsty. Or just all angsty. I'm trying to be funny too.

To everyone else: Thank you for still reading!

Poll question for the audience: I can't decide on whether we should have Eiri record the song for Shuichi, or have Marian do it. I'd like to include you guys on this matter, so please leave your review or PM about if you like.

Special thanks goes to my mom and Luciver for helping me with the car scenes for Ryuichi and Tatsuha. (Yes, my mother does watch Gravitation and read fanfiction.) As another note, I will confess that no one dies in this chapter, no matter what cliffhanger I leave you all off on.

And now, onto Chapter Six. I don't think the author's notes will be this long in the next part, thank goodness.

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Tatsuha was driving Eiri's Mercedes, hating the fact that Ryuichi had to be so loud. The fact that he also was having trouble driving the car was another factor and the noise was not helping him any. After hearing the music to Tetris through Shuichi's two tone phone he was ready to go insane, despite the fact that he worshipped the ground that Ryuichi had walked on. "Ryuichi, can you turn that damn thing off?" he asked for the fifth time as he pressed the petal to go past a green light. "It's irritating."

"But Kumagoro wanted to play with his phone too!" Ryuichi pouted. Tatsuha could see through the rear view mirror that he was almost ready to cry. "I could turn it down, if you want, Tatsu."

The man smiled. "Please." His voice shook slightly. "If I hear it for another full minute, I think I'll go bananas."

"Where are we going, Tatsuha?" Ryuichi turned serious as he hugged Kumagoro and had tried to turn down the cellphone. He ended up going to the menu of online games on Shuichi's phone provider instead and squealed in delight. "More games, Mr. Kumagoro! Which one do you want to try?"

"Damn it, Ryuichi," he said, looking away from the street and turning around. "Stop. With. The. Cellphone."

Ryuichi pointed to the street. "Watch out, Tatsu—you're going to hit those two people standing there."

"WHAT!" Tatsuha spun around and slammed the brakes. He had stopped just in time, but he had, in the process, slammed the car against a curb. The two people screamed and ran off. "Damnit!" he yelled. "I hope a cop didn't see us."

Ryuichi was still playing with the cellphone as he glanced to the still passed out Shuichi. "He has Centipede on here too? Wow, he's got lots of---"

"GOD DAMN IT, RYUICHI SAKUMA!" Tatsuha turned back around to face him and his face turned red. "Don't you care that we almost killed two people?" The man had his hands in fists and had tried to calm his breathing. "Put the fucking phone down, you idiot!"

The brown haired man glanced up and smiled. "But you didn't kill them, Tatsu. You just kind of almost ran them over." And he clicked on the game, beginning to play it. "Do you want me to drive? Maybe then you can calm down. Mr. Kumagoro and I don't like when you're upset, Tatsuha."

If you weren't so oblivious like Shuichi, maybe you'd see that you make me upset! Tatsuha thought. Maybe I couldn't handle Shuichi, but you know, I can't tell Ryuichi that. He thinks that this is all one big game. And it's FUN for him to go on car rides like this… "Ryuichi."

He looked up for a moment before hearing Shuichi moaning on the side of him. Quickly he tried to exit out of the games menu as he asked, "Yeah, Tatsu?"

"What in the hell makes you think I'm going to let you drive?"

Ryuichi placed the cellphone back in Shuichi's pocket and had scratched his head. "Well, I kind of just got my license…"

Who in their right mind would give Ryuichi Sakuma a license? That's like giving Shuichi one! They both just…no. "Really now?" he asked, smiling as he saw Shuichi waking up. "Do you want to drive then, Ryuichi?"

Ryuichi was excited as he pulled out his wallet, trying to find a better spot for it. "Yeah! Sure! And you tell me where we're going, cause you still haven't told me."

"Good, I'll get out and we can exchange places. Besides, it looks like Shuichi is waking up." Tatsuha unbuckled his seat belt and had opened the front door to the car. "Hurry up, Ryuichi!"

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Shuichi groaned as he heard voices from where he was. He was not sure what was going on, since his memory was a little blurry from the events that had happened to that day. All he remembered was falling, and Tatsuha and Ryuichi and going to—

"Hurry up, Ryuichi!" he heard Tatsuha's voice.

"Yuki!" Shuichi cried at the same time that Tatsuha was talking. His violet eyes opened and he saw that Ryuichi had the car door open, getting out of the car. He also saw that Tatsuha was getting out and they were hurrying to exchange places, it seemed. He had been trying to figure out what was going on and if he could get out of the car. But they had exchanged places too quickly and he heard car doors slam.

Tatsuha had patted Shuichi's head and grinned. "And Sleeping Beauty is awake again. How are you, Shu?"

"How am I?" Shuichi yelled. "I got thrown out of a window and you ask how I am!" He tried to get up but Tatsuha had pushed him back down. "What are you doing?" he asked as Tatsuha put the seat belt around his waist. "Get off me, you sick—"

"Ryuichi's driving."

Shuichi gulped. He could see where this was going. His life flashed before his eyes for a moment as Ryuichi started the car back up. "Hey, Ryuichi." He glanced at him. "Do you have a license?"

Ryuichi had been buckling Kumagoro up in the passenger's seat. "Shu!" He waved in the rear view mirror. "You okay?"

"No, I'm not! What the hell am I doing here, anyway?" Shuichi was scared, angry and hurt all at the same time. Scared because he thought Ryuichi would kill them behind the wheel, angry because he was taken away from Yuki and work for that matter, and hurt because his ribs hurt from when he fell and Tatsuha caught him. He held one side of his ribs to breathe a bit normally. "Why are you driving? And---"

As he said his next sentence, Ryuichi had locked the car doors, child locking the back doors. Shuichi screamed in frustration as Tatsuha glanced at Ryuichi. "Are you done?"

"Yeah. Kumagoro's buckled in."

"Then let's get going—" Tatsuha started.

"MY LICENSE! I found it!" Ryuichi bellowed as he looked through his wallet. It took him a minute, but he pulled out something that was pink, shiny, and had a picture of Ryuichi and Kumagoro on it. Shuichi had glanced at it and gulped when Ryuichi gave it to Tatsuha. "See, I told you I had it!"

It was a pink piece of construction paper that was laminated with a two by two photo of Ryuichi. The rest of the license he had drew with crayons, making doodles and designs on it. On the bottom it had a paw print for a seal of approval. The information that Ryuichi scribbled was in faded watercolor marker.

"Ryuichi, what the hell is this!" Tatsuha screamed at him. "Wait, I don't want to know. Just—"

Ryuichi had pulled the car out and smashed into another vehicle that was driving in the street. Tatsuha groaned and Shuichi paled as he heard Yuki's back end hit another car.

"…I think I'm kind of glad I have the seat belt on now, Tatsuha," Shuichi whispered.

"…I think we're all going to die," Tatsuha told him.

And Ryuichi still was at the wheel as he finally pulled into the street, two minutes and thirty seconds later.

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He truly did not understand why he had to face the hell he did. In just under an hour, Ryuichi had smashed into four cars, taken off the side view mirror on the passenger's side, played with every station on the radio (changing every one of them because they had nothing good on, mind you), had all the windows in the car broken, and had finally ran into a fire hydrant.

Tatsuha now knew he had to ban Ryuichi from ever driving a car again.

What was worse was that now that they ran into the fire hydrant, the car was nearly unworkable. He had stayed in the car to keep an eye on Shuichi to make sure he would not run off, but the growing crowd did that for him as Ryuichi stepped out of the car.

The black haired man knew they were doomed as he wiped glass out of his hair and lap, as did Shuichi as well. The boy was curled up into a ball, shaking in fear.

"Mr. Sakuma!" The many cries of the teenagers at the café they were right next to screamed out. Tatsuha had looked at the group of four girls and put his hand on the car door. "Oh my god, is that Ryuichi Sakuma!"

"Yeah!" another girl screamed. "I can't believe it! But why did the car crash?"

"Who cares!" someone else yelled. "Let's just get his autograph and maybe one of those necklaces!"

"I WANT HIS HEADBAND!"

You have got to be kidding me, Tatsuha thought silently. Is this what Eiri and Shuichi put up with on a constant basis? Fight off rampant fangirls who want to tear them apart for the clothing they wear? Forgetting about Shuichi in the car, Tatsuha had opened the car door, hurrying to get out of it.

Shuichi had pushed him out the door and was trying to advance out of the car as well. Luckily, Tatsuha was able to steady himself and block the boy from getting out of the car, shutting it on his knee. He heard a yelp from behind him, but had made his way back into the car and to stop his yelping, had kissed Shuichi hard.

…of course, he forgot that all the windows were broken, and shrieks emitted from all directions.

Tatsuha cursed. He wanted his moment with Shuichi to be special, not so everyone could see him! Even worse, his father would see the news published in the papers and have another heart attack.

He never saw Ryuichi turn around and pull him off Shuichi, nor did he think that Ryuichi would look so coldly at him. He saw betrayal in the singer's eyes and hugged Kumagoro tightly. Having his head down so that Tatsuha could not see the tears, he had hugged the bear tighter and had proceeded to move through the crowd, pushing people aside so that he could get through.

"Ryuichi!" Tatsuha screamed, now angry at himself for making the brown haired man so upset. Just the way he looked seemed to make the older man want to cry himself. "Wait, man, I didn't mean that! I was just---get back here!"

Ryuichi stopped and smiled again, giving a peace sign as he turned around to Tatsuha. He cocked his head to the place that he was running to, which was a candy store and laughed. "I will, Tatsu! We're just getting cotton candy and some pocky! I'll bring some for you and Shu too!"

"Fine fine, but hurry about it before the press gets here. The last thing I need to be seen on television!" Tatsuha cursed as he saw the crowd of fangirls running toward Tatsuha and Shuichi's location. Half of them turned to follow Ryuichi and the man sighed.

I'm glad I didn't hurt him, but. . . I finally kissed Shuichi. Yet . . . it felt wrong, somehow. He could not ponder this thought as he saw the pink haired boy staring at him, tears in his eyes. "Hey, sorry, Shui—"

The boy trembled as he put his hands in fists. "I really hope you enjoyed that, because that's the last kiss you'll ever make on me, Tatsuha. I don't like you that way." He hid his face in his hands, hiding the tears that kept coming out of them. "Damn it, now Yuki'll see me on T.V. and think I'm cheating on him, and it'll be all your fault, Tatsuha."

Tatsuha had sighed as he saw Shuichi pulling out his cell phone. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm calling Yuki," Shuichi said softly. "I don't like this and I want---"

I can't let it happen this way! Even if Eiri sees, Shuichi won't be hurt by him anymore. He shouldn't be wrapped so tightly around my brother! He thought this as he pinned Shuichi's wrists to the seat and had held them tightly. Shuichi yelped and tried to kick Tatsuha, but he had let go of the phone, which was his objective in the first place. When Shuichi dropped it on the seat, Tatsuha had grabbed it and yelled out the window.

"Hey, anyone want a cell phone? It has the numbers of Ryuichi Sakuma, Shuichi Shindo and Eiri Yuki!"

Many of the girls who were flipping out about Ryuichi had stopped, hearing the names of people the cell phone had numbers for. It was an all out war as Tatsuha threw Shuichi's cell phone out into the crowd. Many were fighting each other to just grab the phone and keep it. He felt Shuichi pull at his shirt, but he threw it before Shuichi had stopped him.

"And how, we can have you all to ourselves, Shu. You have to get over my brother. It's not healthy for you," he smiled.

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"Damn it, Tatsuha!" Shuichi had yelled. "You realize that there is at least one reporter in that crowd, right? They took pictures! PICTURES!" Pictures of something that I feel ashamed for! I only love Yuki, not him…now people will really think I'm gay. I didn't used to swing that way, but now what will happen and how will Yuki take it?

Is he even alright?

Shuichi was hysterical as he grabbed Tatsuha and had proceeded to beat on his chest, his fists clenched. "Why are you so intent on having me for your own? Why do you think that you could love me better, or Ryuichi! Can't you see that what you want is right in front of you, you stupid ass!"

If he's intent on love, he should realize that Ryuichi likes him. He may like me, but he wouldn't think of this plan on his own. Hell, I wouldn't have either, but…

Ryuichi loves him. Why else would he take Tatsuha's constant bitching about wanting to see him?

He saw the look of shock on Tatsuha's face and had turned visibly pale. Shuichi had stopped hitting him and had started wiping the tears away from his eyes again. "What do you mean?" He heard Tatsuha ask, confused.

"I mean that maybe . . . why don't you---"

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"SHUICHI!"

The two stopped talking as Ryuichi had managed to run back to the car and had waved with a bag in his one hand. They could see that he had a lot of candy on him. "Stop crying, Shuichi! Kumagoro and I wanted to cheer you up, so we got you some candy and stuff, okay?" he told him as he got back in the driver's seat.

Even after all this, Ryuichi just wanted to stop the boy from crying. I wish someone could comfort me when I was upset. Hold me as I cried. Just where can I find someone who accepts me too?

"Get out," Tatsuha muttered. "You're not allowed to drive anymore, Ryuichi. I don't even know if the car is workable now."

Ryuichi beamed. "Sure it is. Here, take the candy."

He doesn't get mad at me at bossing him around. Stunned, Tatsuha had grabbed the bag that was thrown into his arms. He glanced at it and had realized that he had bought drinks, strawberry pocky and other various forms of chocolate. Stopping himself, Tatsuha had picked up a candy bar and had started eating it. He saw Shuichi grabbing the pocky and open it, munching on it happily, despite his predicament.

But . . . if Shuichi isn't the one who will love me, then who is it? Could he be right . . . that it was in front of me all along?

Taking another bite out of the candy bar, he heard Ryuichi putting Kumagoro back into the seat, buckling him up. The girls outside screamed as they were trying to take off on them. He then heard him turn the key and to his amazement, it started. The man groaned.

Shuichi huddled back up in a corner as he shivered.

But I still want Shuichi…I'm so confused. I don't understand!

Another bite into the candy bar. Ryuichi had attempted to pull out of the crowd. Many had moved out of the way as they realized they were leaving.

Was it Ryuichi I wanted all along and not Shuichi!

He stopped eating the candy bar, not liking the taste of it in his mouth all of a sudden. He had thrown it out the now broken window and had looked at the scenery as Ryuichi had drove. His eyes noticed that Ryuichi was driving off the road and into an area that was hazardous. "RYUICHI!"

The other stopped the car, slamming what was left of the brakes. The car squealed but the car did not stop. It was this that made Ryuichi get worried. "Tatsuha….the car's still going."

"I know, idiot!"

"Pull into the ditch there!" he heard Shuichi bellow at him, pointing toward a clearing at the side of the road.

"What ditch?" Ryuichi now panicked.

Shuichi screamed.

Tatsuha had taken off his seat belt and reached for the driver's wheel, steering it to a hard left. They were taken off the road a bit, but as he steered it, the car was not turning as it should have turned. The alignment was off because of how many times Ryuichi had wrecked the car and Tatsuha growled. "Try pressing the brake, Ryuichi!"

He felt the car moving forward instead.

"THE SMALL BUTTON ON THE BOTTOM, NOT THE HUGE ONE!"

Ryuichi had cringed back in the seat as he let his feet off both the pedals and Tatsuha turned the car to the left again. Being shaken up as he was about the whole incident, he did not think of looking to the left before turning there once again.

"TATSUHA! STOP THE CAR!"

He heard Shuichi's scream a mere second too late as the left side collided with a guard-rail. Shuichi had tried to unbuckle his seat belt to move out of the way, but the door dented. The force of it moved Shuichi into Tatsuha, and it knocked him out of the range of the steering wheel.

The man grabbed Shuichi and had held him to try to get him not to go back on the side the door was now smashed into. Ryuichi was crying in the front seat and was sniffling, screaming at various occasions.

It was right in front of me all along! Tatsuha thought. Ryuichi! It's as clear as—

The man's thought was cut off as he felt the car nearly go over the guard-rail, only to have it tip the car over the other way instead. He did not realize that the car was going at a good 95 miles per hour and the force of how they crashed had jolted the car in a hard direction.

As it slammed on the ground, he smelled something a lot like gas from the air around him. Ryuichi still sniffled. Shuichi was shaking. He had to act fast.

"GET OUT OF THE CAR!" Tatsuha screamed.

Ryuichi had managed to unbuckle his seat belt and slipped Kumagoro out of it. He forgot all about the packages he bought as he opened his car door and hauled out of it. "Tatsuha, hurry! I think the car is going to blow! Get Shuichi and get him---"

"The door's stuck!" Tatsuha began panicking. He saw his life flash before his eyes. He shook. He trembled. He saw Ryuichi pull the door open and had pulled him out, not realizing that Shuichi had fallen on the seat, now unconscious from another shock.

Tatsuha saw Ryuichi crying and running off in the distance, reaching for his phone to call for help. He ran after him, and they made it away from the car. His heart tore as he saw Ryuichi crying again and sniffling. Tatsuha saw him talking, but not exactly hearing the words that were coming from his mouth.

He was so focused on Ryuichi's sudden sadness that he never realized that the car would explode in a matter of seconds.

Only when it exploded did he realize that Shuichi was still in the car.