So today i have to babysitt (which really sucks). They're all spoiled brats and i really don't want to! Not to mention i was also invited to see a concert with a group of friends tonight, but can i go? NOOOOOOOO! I have to babysitt! (I'm really pissed). So yeah, that's my life at this point. Hope you like the chapter...

Chapter Three

"EIRI!" shouted Tohma as he stood from his desk.

Yuki had just entered the building when a rather scared secretary dragged him up the many stairs and pushed him into the office. Yuki took several gasps as he straightened his collar, sweat fell from his forehead. I don't know why she just didn't take the elevator! Maybe it's time for me to quit smoking…

"What did you do!"

Yuki walked forward casually and sat in the chair across from Tohma. "I don't know why you're so upset! He's just a kid. I wouldn't waste one more breath on him!"

Tohma's eyes grew wide. "You don't understand! I've put so much money into this band already! If I don't find a lead singer soon, I'll be losing a lot of money!"

Yuki waved him off. "I'm sure it's not that much, Seguchi. And why did you make a rash move like that, anyway? You're not like that."

Tohma scowled.

Yuki sighed. "Alright. So what did Hideki talk to you about?"

Tohma growled. "He came to tell me to give it up! That Shuichi is his. I don't think that man will allow Shadow to be anywhere without him."

"You never know."

"AND YOU!" shouted Tohma as he pointed his finger at Yuki, making him wince. "While I was off battling the lion, you were off scaring away my lead singer! He won't even answer any of my phone calls! I'll be lucky if I ever see him again!"

"Mr. Seguchi?" came the secretary's voice from the speaker box.

"WHAT!"

"Mr. Sh-Shindou is here t-to s-see you."

Tohma's immediately widened as he straightened his collar. "Send him in."

The door opened and Shuichi appeared, wearing a simple dress shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. He smiled nervously as he closed the door. He noticed Yuki, and blushed, immediately moving his eyes downward and played with his fingers. "I-I hope I'm not i-interrupting anything."

Tohma smiled coolly and waved him over as he said, "Of course not. Eiri and I were just talking about you."

Yuki rolled his eyes. Are you trying to scare him away, Tohma?

Shuichi walked forward until he was standing by Yuki's side. Tohma scowled at Yuki, a message for him to offer Shuichi his seat. Yuki smirked as he placed his feet on his friend's desk, leaning back for emphasis. Try that you bastard…

"I'm sorry I left before I could answer you, Mr. Seguchi," started Shuichi, not quite meeting Tohma's eyes. "Yuki talked to me. He made me realize something about myself that I thought I had… rid myself of a long time ago. Before I had my answer set, but then I had to think about some things." Shuichi chuckled as he continued, "I even ran away from Hideki. He chased after the cab."

Tohma chuckled hesitantly while Yuki rolled his eyes. An image of Hideki chasing after Shuichi raced through their minds.

Hideki: (Running after Shuichi) Come back, Darling! Can't we talk this over!

Shuichi: (Looking back in worry) STEP ON IT!

Hideki: SHUIIIICHIIII!

"So I take it you've made a decision?" asked Tohma quickly, frowning at Yuki who was trying to stifle his laughter.

Shuichi nodded. "I would like to join Bad Luck, but I need to be sure this won't affect my modeling career. I'd like to be able to do both."

Tohma shook his head anxiously. "Nooooo! It won't affect your career with Hideki at all! May I ask what times you normally work?"

"In the morning. The photo shoot normally ends before noon. And then there is the occasional party and walk off."

Tohma nodded. "Alright. We'll schedule practices and performances around that."

Shuichi smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Seguchi. I suppose you want me to sign the papers now?"

Tohma nodded. "Of course. I'm sure if you ask Mr. Uesugi, he will gladly get up so you can sit."

Shuichi looked toward Yuki nervously, who in return crossed his arms angrily. Shuichi quickly looked away, blushing. "Oh, no! Its okay! I prefer standing, anyway!"

Tohma nodded hesitantly as he gave Shuichi the papers. "So I take it Hideki doesn't know you're here?"

Shuichi shook his head as he read the papers, with alarming speed. "He knows."

"Really?" asked Tohma, taken aback. "How'd you get him to agree to that?"

"How'd you get out of work?" asked Yuki at the same time.

Shuichi chuckled as he flipped another page. "I just told Hideki that I didn't want to go to work today." Yuki and Tohma's mouths dropped open, eyes wide. Shuichi didn't notice as he continued, "When Hideki asked why I just told him that I was going to see Mr. Seguchi about his offer."

"Did you tell him what your answer was?" asked Tohma, sure that Shuichi must have lied to him.

"Of course! I told him that I was quite sure that I was going to accept your offer!"

"And what did he say to that?"

Shuichi smiled as he looked up from the papers, sparkles in his eyes. "He said that I should do what is best for my career."

Yuki and Tohma fell to the ground while Shuichi sweat dropped. "That JERK!" came a shout from the floor.

Shuichi crouched to the ground and poked Tohma with the paper. "Um, Mr. Seguchi, I was wondering if we could discuss my contract now."

Tohma immediately sat up and flew into his chair at his desk, smile firmly in place. "What do you want to discuss?" asked Tohma as he set his elbows on his desk.

Shuichi put the papers on the desk. "Um, it says here that I'll be making 3,019,250 yen."

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Well, I've been doing some research and… um, isn't the average salary 9,057,750 yen for a lead vocalist?"

"Um, well…" Tohma looked toward Yuki for help, who just smirked smugly. He's got you there Tohma. "I guess... we can change that for you." Tohma quickly took out a pen, but before he could mark on the paper, Shuichi's voice interrupted him.

"Well, I'm famous already. So… I'm asking for 12,077,000 yen."

Tohma's mouth dropped to the desk and his eyes became wide while Yuki whistled. Before the president could say anything, Shuichi continued. "I know it's a lot of money, but just think how much money you'll be making from the gigs. A lot of fans love and adore me. And with my skills I'm sure they'll keep coming back for more."

"But-"

"But then again I will be putting in sooo much time, maybe I should reconsider," said Shuichi as he turned around and shrugged.

Tohma watched as Shuichi strutted to the door. Just let him go, Tohma, Tohma thought as his eye twitched. It's too much money. You can get someone better, experienced, with a better- "WAIT!" shouted Tohma anxiously, his hand extended as if it had some sort of power to make people stop.

And Shuichi did stop. He turned around slowly, evil smirk in place with those eyes filled with mischievousness. "Yes," he drawled out.

Tohma sighed before he answered, "How about 10,265,450 yen and double the vacations?"

"Will you pay for plain tickets?"

Tohma winced before he sadly answered, "Fine."

Shuichi walked toward the desk, waited for Tohma to add on the details, and signed every blank spot available. Finished, he handed the papers back and smiled happily. "It'll be nice working for you," said Shuichi as he shook hands with the president, who was temporarily dazed.

"Are you Shindou's lawyer in disguise?" asked Tohma as he studied Shuichi's face, making the model sweat drop.

Shuichi chuckled as he shook his head. "No. Though, I was getting a degree in that department before I moved here. I'm glad I didn't pursue that any further! I take it I begin tomorrow?"

Tohma nodded brusquely. "We start at two in the afternoon. You're band will be waiting for you in the lobby. You have a lot to catch up on so don't be late."

Shuichi nodded. "I shall do my best."

"Good. Oh, and Shuichi? Call me Tohma."

And with that, Shuichi gave his signature salute and strutted out of the room, leaving behind him the president to wallow in self pity.

"I don't know which one is the evil one!" shouted Tohma as he walked down the streets with Yuki, heading to a bar nearby. Ever since Shuichi had left the president had been complaining about all the money he's losing and wondering about which (Shuichi or Hideki) is the 'evil one'.

"Hideki is so… straight forward, yet extremely idiotic at times. Shindou looks so shy, yet he's extremely smart and… sly! Who would ever think that a sweet innocent boy like him could get me to agree to such high standards?"

Yuki rolled his eyes. Will you please just SHUT UP! "You're just getting old," Yuki answered before he took a drag from his cigarette.

"Old?"

"Yeah! He's 19, I'm 22. And you are…?"

Tohma frowned. "I think he must have noticed how desperate I was."

"A clear sign of old age."

"SHUT UP!"

Yuki shrugged. "Besides… I'm sure he'll make you a lot of money. If he's able to seduce you I'm sure he'll be able to seduce the crowd. And like he said, there are a lot of crazy fans out there."

Tohma looked over at Yuki, noticing how he smiled. "You like him, Eiri?"

"I never said that. Although, I'd be lying if I didn't think he was attractive."

Tohma smirked. "So… do you think he's the evil one?"

Yuki smirked. "The only one evil in this world is you, Tohma…"

So i've looked at my hit list and like there are 936 people who have read some portion of my story. I would apreciate it so much if like 10 of you would please review my story. Even if it's crap. I don't mind flames, it's just that as the number of reviews rises the happier i get. And i'm really depressed that i can't go to the concert so pretty please... will you review? (place tear drop here).