Shuichi tiredly rubbed his eyes. The late night concert with the afterparty really took a lot of energy out of him. Good thing their hotel wasn't that far. Even Hiro was yawning. Everyone looked beat, everyone but K, who was humming happily.

They pulled in front of the hotel and climbed out of the car.

Shuichi rubbed his eyes again, when he suddenly felt something was wrong. His right eye started to sting, as if something fell there. His lens must have moved. He quickly slapped hand on his eye, but others noticed it.

"What is it, Shu?" Hiro asked confused.

Shuichi quickly shook his head, "N-Nothing… just something fell into my eye. I will just go to the bathroom."

And with that he bolted, leaving the rest of the band stare after him.

Shuichi sighed as he took out his lenses and put them in their case, to clean them.

"Thank god they didn't tear," he mumbled as he rubbed his eyes, "Hiro would kill me if I went for another walk..."

Then the singer threw himself onto the bed. He rolled on his back, and stared at the ceiling. Even in his tiredness he couldn't help, but to think about what K told them. Ever since then whenever he was left alone, Tohma was invading his thoughts. Sometimes he wondered if it was worth...

"Shut up brain," Shuichi groaned and turned on his side. "He has new family now..." he murmured. And with that he drifted to sleep.

The days after that incident Shuichi tried to keep in his room as much as possible. He was even taking out his lenses, because they kept slipping. He couldn't wait for them to go back to Japan, so he could buy his usual brand.

Hiro on the other hand started to notice, that Shuichi was pulling away. He tried to find out his reasons, but every time he asked, the singer told him, he was tired from the time difference. Hiro didn't believe that much, but then again, he too was still feeling the change of time.

Everyone was relieved, when they were sitting on the plane back to Japan after all their American concerts.

"I can't wait for you to get back to the studio and start practicing new songs," K cackled evilly.

"You have to be kidding meeee," Shuichi whined, "We are not even in Japan yet and you are already planning more work for us?!"

K just kept smirking, so the bandmembers pretended not to know him. They wanted to let him cool down. They knew he wouldn't change his mind, but at least maybe if they complied, he wouldn't go so hard on them.

When they got off the plane, Shuichi pulled out his phone.

"I should call Yuki to pick me up," he told others and dialed Yuki's number.

K nodded in approval and Hiro just smiled.

"Yeah, we just landed. Eh? We are at gate… 21" Shuichi mumbled into the phone.

"Well then look around," said deep voice and Shuichi whirled around, his sigh falling onto his lover and he squealed. Immediately he glomped Yuki, almost sending them both to the ground.

Yuki looked at others, "I will take this idiot home, before he makes a scene and we will all be mobbed."

K waved him off ad reminded him that they still had work the other day.

"Sorry I am laaaate," singsonged Shuichi as he walked into the studio.

Hiro just smirked and reached towards others, who gave him money with sour look on their faces.

"What are you doing?" Shuichi asked confused.

"We bet on whether you would come," Hiro commented, "I said you will definitely come…"

"You what?! That's so mean!" Shuichi pouted.

"Hey, I just got money for Maiko's present," Hiro grinned.

"Present? Why do you buy Maiko present?" Shuichi blinked.

"What do you mean why? I do it every year, she is like sister to me," Hiro said, "Wait, you didn't forget that her birthday is coming up, right?"

Shuichi was standing there dumbfounded. He wasn't really paying attention to the date, so in fact, he did forget.

"Oh my god, what will I do?!" he started to panic.

Hiro was trying not to burst out laughing at Shuichi's antics, "Calm down Shu, there is still time…"

"She likes Sakuma-san almost as much as I do! I know what to do… Be right back," Shuichi called as he bolted out of the room.

Tohma was having a cup of coffee when a hyperactive ball bolted into his office and tackled him. He was used to it, thinking it was Ryuichi, but then he noticed the pink mop of hair.

"Seguchi-saaaaan," Shuichi whined, kneeling beside Tohma, "You have to help meeeee!"

Tohma blinked, "And how can I help you?"

"My sister Maiko has birthday in a few days, and she just loves Sakuma-san," Shuichi rambled, "please, please, please can I have vip pass to Nittle Graspers concert? I will do anything. Pleaaaaaaaase?"

Tohma stared at Shuichi for a few seconds. The pink haired singer looked so hopeful and expectant. Tohma could see how much Shuichi cared for his sister, because normally he wouldn't just barge into his office to beg for stuff. His mouth ran dry and he nodded.

Shuichi squealed in delight and hugged Tohma for a second, before realizing what he had done and jumping away apologizing.

"But I have one condition," said Tohma with small smile.

Shuichi looked at him suspiciously and Tohma laughed, "Don't worry, I just want you to drag Eiri to my house on Sunday. There is something Mika-san and I want to tell you."

"Oh," Shuichi nodded.

After that Shuichi returned to his band and worked all day without complaining. When they finally stopped, Hiro asked Shuichi if he wanted to hang out for a bit. They went to their favorite ramen stand. Shuichi ate his usual five helpings which Hiro made fun off.

On their way back Hiro saw a prank shop and dragged Shuichi there.

"Hey Shu, look at this," Hiro giggled as he put on pink wig.

Shuichi laughed at that and grabbed green wig.

"Nah, that doesn't suit you, try this one," Hiro put blonde wig on him and started to laugh, "Now you look like Seguchi-san, just without green eyes."

Shuichi paled and quickly threw the wig away.

"Hiiro, what if he heard you? He would hang both of us," Shuichi said nervously.

"What? Why?" Hiro asked confused.

"Nevermind… let's go somewhere else," Shuichi dragged Hiro away.

Masaru was sitting in a restaurant in front of NG building. He was smoking while he was observing the building. He did that for the past few days, trying to determine Seguchi's schedule. For a man that powerful he was surprised that he was not found out yet. Not that Masaru would complain.

He saw two men exit the building and normally he wouldn't pay attention to them, but the smaller one was kind familiar, but he couldn't put finger on why. So he decided to follow them.

Masaru almost cursed when it turned out to be the most boring stalking ever. He was about to call it quits, when those men went inside prank shop and started to fool around with wigs. And suddenly Masaru knew what was bugging him about the pink haired idiot. He had to bit his lip as to calm down and quickly ran away.

Masaru entered his small apartment and started to threw things in rage.

"That little bitch! Slut! I will get him!" he threw a plate with half eaten molden bread, "I will get him! And let that blond motherfucker watch!"

Masaru sat on couch.

"I will get them both," he chuckled darkly.