:Prologue:
Yuki woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of the phone ringing. He slowly opened his eyes to find that he was face to face with Shuichi, who must have snuggled up against him in his sleep. Yuki yawned as he sat up and picked up the phone.
This had better be good! It's 3:00 in the morning!
"Hello?" Yuki mumbled into the receiver. He immediately heard a familiar voice on the other end yelling at him. The person was hysterical and crying, and Yuki could barely understand what was being said to him.
"You again? I told you not to call me anymore! What---"
He was interrupted
"What? Slow down, I can't understand you!" he said and listened carefully to the cried out words.
"WHAT!" Yuki shouted. "Why the hell didn't you tell me this sooner?"
Shuichi stirred next to him and slowly woke up. "Yuki?" he said sleepily. Yuki patted Shuichi's head.
"Ok, calm down. I can't talk about this right now, so phone me again when you get a chance, alright?" he whispered into the phone. Shuichi yawned and latched on to Yuki's arm.
"No, don't come over. Just call me, ok? Ok. Bye" Yuki finished and hung up the phone.
Shuichi looked up at him. "Yuki? Who was that?"
Yuki hesitated. "No one important," he lied. "Go to sleep." He lay back down and Shuichi curled up next to him, draping an arm over Yuki's stomach.
He would tell Shuichi later, but not now. There was no use getting him upset over it just yet. Yuki sighed and thought about the whole conversation again.
This isn't good…why the hell do these things always happen to me?
He closed his eyes and decided to think about it tomorrow. Somehow things would turn out, and hopefully the problem wouldn't be too hard to handle. No matter what though, things were definitely going to get complicated for Yuki.