Yeay! It's my bday 2day and I don't really have anything to do for about an hour or more right now… So I might as well write this next chappie… While I wrote this I wondered… If a person passed out from getting hit on the head, could this person dream? And what colour are Yuki's eyes anyway? Hehehehhee

Shindou Shuichi had stood there watching the car make a turn at the corner. Softly he murmured again and again that he was sorry, and that he didn't mean to do what he did. Then he cried out loud for the whole world to hear, "I'M SORRY! COME BACK PLEASE!"

And somebody tapped him on his shoulder. Shuichi spun around and came face to face with the person he had been calling out for. "You… how did you…?"

"Yes me. Well, technically this is a dream, so anything could actually happen," said the fine-looking blonde. "You like me don't you?" he then asked in his silk like voice.

Shuichi smiled sheepishly while he stared down at his feet. Yup, he vaguely knew that this was all a dream, but he still felt shy to actually look into the stranger's eyes. Then he felt his chin being lifted up and the stranger slowly bended down to kiss him.

Mmmmpph…… the kiss did not last too long, but it was delicious. When they both had pulled away, Shuichi realised that the man in front of him was no longer the man he had kissed. Instead of a yellow haired man, a person with dark hair now stood there.

"You really like me, don't you?" the new person asked mockingly.

Shuichi was stunned. "No… no… get away from me you bastard!" He unsteadily took some steps backward. As he did this, the man also took the same amount of footsteps forward, making the space between them constantly the same.

"No… please stay away from me," Shuichi begged. "Please…"

When the man suddenly made a grab for him, Shuichi screamed, "Tachiiiiii!"

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"Nhh…nhhh…NHH!" Shindou Shuichi woke up with a start. He was breathing hard as if he had just finished 50 kilometres of running. And he was sweating pretty badly too; part of his blue shirt was now one shade darker because of the salty moisture. Still puffing, Shuichi became aware of the unfamiliar surrounding he was in. Alarmed, he looked up and the first thing he saw was… the man he had wanted to see since that… night.

Oh god! Am I still dreaming? Shuichi pinched his right cheek. And he yelped.

The fair-haired man stirred a little. Shuichi's heart stopped. But the man who was sleeping with his arms folded did not make anymore moves after that. Where am I? And what is HE doing here? Slowly as to not make any sound, Shuichi got on his feet. What happened…? The last thing I remember was… hearing K laugh... Shit. He let his eyes roam around the room for a while. From the windows he could see that it was already dark outside.

He wanted to creep towards the one door he could see, but when he saw the blonde's sleeping face, his steps halted. What a beautiful guy... The man slept with his head tilted to his left, making his bangs softly covering a part of his right side, smooth like porcelain face. I've been wanting to see him again… So what do I do now? The magenta haired boy stood there contemplating whether he should wake the guy up or just leave. Who is he anyway?

When he started taking careful footsteps, the blonde instantly opened up his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shuichi was startled. Turning around, he was met with a pair of honey coloured eyes and a face which showed no emotions. "I, I… I just wanted to… I was about to…" he stuttered. The man's neutral expression did not change. Shuichi started to feel annoyed, and making his feelings known by the look on his face he said, "I was about to LEAVE if you must know, Mr… Mr… who are you anyway? What are you doing here? What am I doing here? Where IS this place?"

Yuki Eiri did not reply straight. Taking his time to select a suitable answer, he then settled with, "Tohma sent you to me."

Tohma? "Seguchi-san?" Shuichi was confused.

"Yes, Seguchi Tohma."

Shuichi waited a while for the other man to continue speaking, but he then realised that the man was not planning to say anything else. "Uh… and you are?"

"I'm your psychologist."

PSYCHOLOGIST? "I don't need YOU! I'M NOT A PSYCHO!"

"That's what they all say…"

Shuichi could not believe what he was hearing. Seguchi-san thinks I need a SHRINK? And worst of all, he had not been sleeping well for nights thinking about THIS man? This INSENSITIVE man? Suppressing his building anger, the vocalist calmly said, "I'm leaving."

"Of course you are. I'm leaving too. It's a little late to start our session now," the man said while rising from his rolling chair. "We'll begin tomorrow," he added. He then walked towards his worktable and started packing things into his briefcase.

"There's no way in hell I'm seeing a mental doctor!" Shuichi yelled, and with that he started for the red oak door before opening it and slamming it shut after exiting.

After considering briefly whether he should do anything, Yuki Eiri in the end left his office without taking his black Aigner briefcase. He also left without switching off the lights or locking his office door. The always serious psychologist jogged down the stairs instead of taking the elevator that day. Curses if anyone sees me!

Okay! Sorry it's really short… but I'm going out to celebrate with some friends now. Promise it'll be longer next time. Sorry again! Bye!