Sorry I've not been updating… been really busy these days… I'll keep updating if there are still people reading :p

The traffic lights changed to red when Yuki Eiri's Cadillac had approached the junction; and for that a vein had popped on his forehead. Then when the lights turned green (at last!), a middle aged woman had crossed right in front of his vehicle, dragging her little kid along. Another vein popped. Yuki was tempted to just run over them, but of course he did not. Instead he cursed loudly in his car.

It had started out as a horrible morning, and it seemed as if it was going to stay horrible through out the whole day. First, his cat, no, the proud, black cat sharing his apartment (Yuki denies that Ki belonged to him… and the fact that he does feed it) just would not stop bugging him. Then, after being a jerk to a certain pretty boy, he had lost all strength to get out of bed to face the day. After hours of lying in bed wide awake, Yuki finally convinced himself that he was not going to bother with what he had done to Shindou Shuichi. After that, the psychologist had discovered the mess in his kitchen, with a satiated black cat curling up on one of the dining chairs- and suddenly he felt like shit again.

Pissed off, Yuki had got into his car and started driving through the bustling city. He felt pissed off at everything, especially with himself. He was angry with how he had treated the young magenta haired man (Great… I won't hear the end of this from Tohma); but he was also mad that he was actually going to apologize to the boy! Why the hell do I care so much anyway? Suddenly, the left pocket of his beige slacks started to vibrate. Smoothly he slipped one hand to pull out his shiny black handphone and flipped open the gadget. "What?"

"Uh, hello. Eiri-san?" came a timid voice.

Yuki heaved a sigh, then answered, "Yes, Ayaka?"

"Uh…" Usami Ayaka paused for a while to select the right question to ask. "Uh, where are you?"

Flatly, the blonde answered, "I'm in my car…"

"Oh good!" exclaimed the secretary of Yuki's partnership with an old college mate. Although it was a small firm, it sure attracted a lot of clients- especially when these ladies heard how beautiful and attractive one of the therapist was. "You're coming right now? Your patients are getting, well, impatient."

As cool as a cucumber, the psychologist informed the lady at the other end of the line that he was not coming in for work that day. "Tell them I have an emergency."

The secretary was speechless. Yuki Eiri had never been absent for work! Suddenly feeling worried, Ayaka anxiously asked, "Is everything alright? Are you ill?"

Another sigh escaped Yuki's lips. "No, there's nothing to worry about. Look, I'm driving. I've got to hang up." And that was precisely what he did.

Placing the mobile phone on the leather passenger sit, Yuki Eiri got his two hands on the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, swiftly cutting in and out of the busy lanes of daytime Tokyo.

"That is CRAP, Shuichi! What the hell are you singing?" the manager of Bad Luck barked. After pulling out a pistol, he was then about to pull the trigger when a man dressed in a grey office suit stepped in between the wild manager and the vocalist.

"Calm down, K-san!" Sakano cried out while fluttering both his hands frantically. "Why don't we take a break? He might sing better after that…" At this the producer turned his head to look at the lead singer of the band. "Right, Shindou-san?"

Shindou Shuichi was not even looking at any one of them. Sitting down on a stool, his gaze was fixed on the microphone that he was holding loosely.

K was really going to open fire when the best friend of the unresponsive boy joined Sakano to pacify the American. The guitar hanging from Nakano Hiroshi's shoulder swung with the movements of his hands. "I'm sure a short break will do him some good!" the guitarist tried to convince the blonde.

Shuichi was still oblivious to his surrounding. His legs were now dangling slowly. K was getting really annoyed.

Then a voice was heard from the youth sitting at the corner of the studio. "I need a break too…" stated the young and talented keyboardist of Bad Luck. K glanced at Fujisaki Suguru and finally lowered his pistol. Sakano wiped at the sweat on his forehead and Hiro grinned. Suguru had a neutral look on his face. Then all eyes turned to the singer. The boy was still unconscious of the 'danger' he had been in. But suddenly out of the blue, Shindou Shuichi got up from his stool and announced, "I need the loo."

Closing the door behind him, Shindou Shuichi let go of the breath he had been holding. Shit! K was really gonna shoot a bullet through my head! He then took slow steps through N-G Production's office building, not going anywhere in particular. Casting his eyes low on the path he was taking, Shuichi bumped into something, or rather, someone. Looking up his eyes went wide. "…Tachi…" he whispered.

Two other members of ASK were standing behind the lead singer of their band. "Hey there… Shuichi. Oh no, mustn't call you that anymore… Shindou-san. How are you?" Aizawa Tachi greeted his fellow 'colleague' in the singing field.

Shuichi's violet eyes turned cold. Ignoring the three men, he tried to walk past the group. But then Tachi's hand shot out to the side, placing his palm flat on the wall and blocking Shuichi's route. Without looking at the face belonging to the owner of those hands, the lead singer of Bad Luck murmured in a low voice, "Let. Me. Pass."

The dark haired singer laughed. "Ooo, grouchy aren't you?" Tachi provoked while his right hand went up to touch and stroke the smaller man's cheek.

Instantaneously Shuichi backed away and shouted, "Don't TOUCH ME!"

"Why?" Tachi asked, pretending to feel hurt. He took some steps forward. Ken-chan and Ma-kun stood quietly at the back.

"You, you stay away from me!" Shuichi warned, although his words came out unsteadily.

Tachi smiled. "Or what? You'll scream? Like the other day? You liked it didn't you?" he said in a mocking tone. Standing so close to Shuichi, the taller man raised his hand again to caress the boy's face. Ken-chan and Ma-kun were hesitating in stopping their leader.

"Hey…" a soft, dangerous voice joined the conversation. Yu, Yuki? Shuichi spun around- to find his band mate and also best buddy walking steadily towards the small gathering. "What do you think you're doing?" Hiro's voice was different from the voice before.

The small hope in Shuichi vanished. It must have been my imagination…but… it was really his voice…The youth quickly banished the thoughts and focused on what was happening.

"This is none of your business! Go away, son of a bitch!" ASK's vocalist said angrily.

Hiro was on the verge of punching the man with the funny droopy eyes when yet another person joined in their little 'chat'.

"What's all the commotion about?" Seguchi Tohma asked. Everyone turned to face the newcomer. Tohma's eyes wandered from one person to the other; Tachi took a careful step away from Shuichi and Hiro, while his other band mates remained at their place, a guilty look on both of their faces.

"I, well, I mean we were just…" Tachi attempted to explain when he was cut short by the president of their record company.

"Ah, there you are, Eiri-san," Tohma said happily; he was looking past everyone else there. "I knew you were somewhere around in the building. I saw your car in the parking lot."

Heart beating faster than usual, Shuichi Shindou turned around to follow Tohma's gaze; he saw no one. It was quiet for a while, before a blonde man in light green button-up shirt and beige slacks stepped out from the corridor connected to the hallway the six people were standing in.

Yuki Eiri did not say a word and did not show any emotion, even though he was a little baffled at how his brother-in-law had realized he was standing there, concealed from view. Then he looked at the living reason as to why he was at that place in the beginning.

The blonde and the magenta haired youth caught each other's gaze for a while, before both looked away when Tohma spoke yet again. Clapping his hands twice to gain attention, Tohma said, "Well then. Let's go back to doing something productive, shall we?" Although his lips were curled upwards, Bad Luck and ASK knew that those words were meant to be threatening.

"Of, of course, Seguchi-san," Tachi stammered and quickly walked off; Ken-chan and Ma-kun followed closely behind.

Hiro draped his hand around Shuichi's shoulder and led the singer in the opposite direction after they had nodded to their big boss. Yuki who was leaning against the wall watched their actions.

Turning to the psychologist, Tohma said, "Shall we?"

Not saying anything, Yuki took unhurried steps toward the president of N-G Pro. Passing by the two younger men, the blonde whispered, "I'm sorry…"

It happened so fast that Shuichi wondered whether he had really heard what he thought he did; but he did not dare to look around. When he at long last gathered enough courage to stop in his steps and turn around, Yuki and Tohma were almost disappearing around the corner. The boy felt disappointed; he had hoped that he would catch the blonde looking at him, he had hoped for something, anything to happen.

Just as Shuichi turned and continued in his steps, Yuki gave into his compulsion to take a quick look in the direction of his 'patient'. He only got a view of the man's back.

Boarding an elevator, Yuki leaned onto the wall and took out a cigarette from the soft box in his pocket. Cigarette dangling from his lips, the blonde also fished out his Zippo. Then he caught Tohma looking at him with a meaningful smile; Yuki looked up above the panel and saw a 'No Smoking' sign. Quietly, he took his time and kept the cigarette back.

"So… that was Tachi?" Yuki asked simply. The two brother-in-laws were staring at the elevator doors.

"Yes. Aizawa Tachi."

"He has something to do with Shindou-san? Rivalry? The man's in a band too right…"

"Perhaps…"

Silence.

"That other boy – Hiro- they're going out together?"

The president of N-G Productions understood that 'they' was referring to Shuichi and Hiro. A chuckle was heard from Tohma. "Nakano-san's not gay. At least I don't think so."

Yuki realized that the boyish looking older man had stated only Hiro not being gay. "So Shindou-san is?"

"…maybe…"

Silence.

"Well, as far as I know, it's that guy with the weird eyes who's causing… the problems…" the psychologist began again.

"I know…" Tohma replied.

Silence. The two people were still staring ahead.

"So what's the point in sending him to me, if you already know what's bothering the boy?"

Tohma turned to give his popular, cheerful smile. "Saa…"

Ding, the elevator stopped on the highest floor. As Tohma stepped out of the lift first, he revealed something to the blonde. "Shindou-san… was going out with Aizawa-san…"