Just a Show
Chapter Six: Confession Scene
"I want something done about this immediately!" Yuki yelled into his cell phone, standing in his living and staring at the T.V. in front of him. The press was going nuts over the incident with Shuichi Shindo, and it was pissing Yuki off more, because he saw clips of Ayaka slapping Shuichi over and over again. "You are going to take care of that bitch like you promised! And I want the press handled as well." Tohma wondered why Yuki was so upset. It didn't make sense... Why did he care so much that Shuichi was publicly humiliated on T.V.
"Of course Eiri-san," Tohma replied calmly as he reached in his drawer for a list of numbers, "I will take care of it right now, but how are you doing?"
"Fine," Yuki had to admit he was a bit surprise with Tohma's willingness, but then again it was for him. Tohma, he believed, would do anything for him. "I'll just be glad when I can get rid of the brat."
"Well, you know you could get rid of him sooner," the wheels were turning in Tohma's head.
"No, I won't miss the chance to get rid of Ayaka now."
"Oh, I still can get rid of her. I was thinking it might be more beneficial if you kicked him out now, the press coverage would be grand."
"I see, but how will that look after Ayaka slapped him?" giving the thought consideration, though the novelist couldn't help but think something was going on.
"How about you just say that you let him go, because you both agreed that you should be with you fiancée?"
"I see."
"Then everyone will be mad at Ayaka, then everyone will of course want you back with him, but then you won't have to."
"And why do you say that?"
"Well, you could but it won't be necessary. Everyone will just think it is another tragic relationship lost to tradition."
"I see, I'll think about it," Yuki hung up on Tohma. Then proceeded to his bedroom, sprawled on his bed where the pink-haired brat laid. Brat, why do I feel like kicking you out would only be worse for me? He leaned down and felt the man's forehead. "Still warm, I'll need to take your temperature again."
Shuichi rolled over away from the novelist's touch, "I only want Yuki." A bit surprised, he took a step backward, but then the golden-eyed man just shrugged off and went to get the thermometer. I am Yuki you brat. What the hell are you talking about?
Tohma had a bright grin on his face when Eiri abruptly hung up on him. Things were back under his control again. He started to worry for a moment there that the novelist would be falling for real. As impossible as that seemed, Tohma wanted to laugh at himself for being so foolish: "Of course, Eiri-san would never fall for such a moron." Clasping his hands together as he whispered, "especially, when he could have me..."
"Damn, 100 degrees! At least it seems to be going down," the novelist commented, staring at the thermometer. "Looks like you're not going into work and damn, that means I have put up with you all day." He looked at the sleeping brat, "I've got a book to write, you annoying brat! I should just kick you out now."
"Yuki," the brat moaned.
"If you moan like that when you're sick, I wonder how you moan when you're underneath someone?" The blonde had to admit he loved his name on Shuichi's lips, even if it was under a fever. "If you are fantasying about us, you better get over it." He growled more annoyed with the fact that he was fantasying too. Shuichi was too lost in his dreams to care about what the novelist's was saying.
Yuki knew he had to call the crazy manager of Shuichi. Damn, he really didn't want to do that, but he figured if he didn't the psycho would end up coming over and tearing his house apart, so he dialed the number on his cell.
"Hello?" Bang, bang! "Good job Michael, you'll be like your old man before long!" Oh damn there is going to be another one.
"K-san," Yuki started, "Shuichi will not be coming in for work today."
"Why not? I don't care how late you kept him…" Bang, Bang, Bang. "Michael, you missed it by a millimeter." Only a millimeter? Please tell me his son isn't already that good with a gun... He is only like what five, I don't remember, I know he is young.
"Yuki! Ahh yuck!" Shuichi called.
"Not on the sheets, they cost a lot of money!" Yuki yelled over his shoulder, muffling the phone for a second. He walked towards his bedroom to see Shuichi on the floor, puking, "Damn brat!"
"Sorry," Shuichi replied, "Sorry!" Tears were coming down and he began to run towards the bathroom.
"Oh I see, tell Shuichi he can have the week off." K replied and went back to helping Michael, knowing he wouldn't even get a thank you from Yuki. "And we'll tell Tohma that we need an extra week on the tracks."
Yuki hung up and turned around to see a sight that tug at his heart strings: Shuichi was trying to cleaning up his own throw up with some toilet paper, "Brat, stop it, get back in bed, right now."
"But..."
"Right now!" he commanded.
"You can't treat me like a…" The boy stood up firmly. But he stood up way too fast and began to fall, falling right into strong arms. Eiri carried him over to the bed and yanked down the covers. Then he gently laid Shuichi back on the bed.
"Yuki…I'm sorry for…" the boy began.
"You are so weird, you were about to chop my head off, now you're apologizing to me. But what can I say? I think I prefer you insulting me rather than apologizing. For some reason I don't like seeing you like this," Yuki told Shuichi. "Don't get drool on my bed!" He went into the kitchen to get some stuff to clean his carpet along with a bucket for Shuichi to puke in.
Even that comment couldn't deter the sudden happiness Shuichi felt as he went into a peaceful slumber. Yuki cared for him, and that made him feel a lot better somehow.
Suguru twitched when he received the news, and you could tell he was about to blow. They were lucky they had gotten an extra week! How can Shuichi be so careless?
Hiro however saw an opportunity. "Well, I guess we can take a break for awhile, no need to rush on the music for the songs, right?" Hiro leaned over and winked at Suguru, "Let's go have some fun!" Suguru briefly wondered why his heart sped when Hiro wrapped an arm around him. "We can pick up a couple of girls," and why it was breaking hearing those words those words.
"No, thanks," Suguru replied, gazing downward at a music sheet in front of him, "I want to have the music prepared, perhaps we will actually meet the deadline if I have all the music ready for the lyrics we already have."
Hiro scratched his forehead. "I guess, well…I'm going to take a break, but I'll be back an hour."
"Fine," Suguru said firmly, feeling a little pain in his heart. "I have plenty I can do without you."
"Work, work, work, one of these days I'm going to show you the meaning of having a good time."
"I doubt you know what kind of good time I would like." Suguru crossed his arms and glared at the taller man.
Hiro winked. "I guess we'll see. I'll see you an hour."
Mizuki looked at her guest. "So, tell me what you are going to do now. I believe Tohma is going to start noticing he isn't in control."
"I believe he has," the woman replied, sipping her tea, "no doubt he is already trying to regain control."
"So did you planned this as well?" Mizuki set her teacup down and looked up at the slender woman before her who was somewhat teary eyed.
"Of course, I know that Tohma loves Eiri and wants to control his life. It is how he believes he protects people, by over-seeing their lives."
"I see, so what's the next move? What are you going to do with Ayaka?"
"Ayaka will be easy to handle, she loves Eiri too much to keep pursuing him."
The other brunette looked very confused, "What do you mean?"
"I mean if she thinks Eiri loves Shuichi, she'll let him go."
"Really, just like that?"
"No, not just like that. I have a couple of other cards to play before she really gives up on him. I need a public love confession."
"Oh that would do wonders, but Eiri-san would never do such a thing."
The other woman smirked, "Who said it had to be Eiri?"
"Well, I suppose you must get started then."
"Yes, I will."
Ayaka was sitting in the middle of a lovely park, crying her heart out. She couldn't believe that Yuki actually liked that brat, and that he was apparently very angry. Mika wouldn't lie about that sort of thing. Why hadn't Eiri ever gotten that protective of her before? Well…he had, just not for the same reasons
"I said leave her alone you assholes," Yuki stood there, at age fifteen he was already a heavy smoker, he had a cigarette in his hand. Ayaka a little younger looked up to see her knight in shining armor.
He had golden eyes, and blonde hair that surrounded his face like a halo, no not a knight, an angel.
"We don't want to!" Two young boys were tugging at Ayaka's clothes. "If you're nice we might let you join," they teased. Ayaka yelled when she heard the rip of her clothes, but she didn't yell for long. The two boys were both in the ground with a slam of Yuki's fist and a direct kick to their groins.
"Bastards," his golden eyes looked downward, "you didn't even put up a fight. How boring" He inhaled his cigarette, flicking ashes on the two boys.
"Thank you Yuki-chan!" Ayaka praised coming to hug him. She was alarmed to see Yuki all the sudden stiffen. He quickly turned to her.
"Don't ever call me that!" he growled. "I don't want to be your fiancé, I just don't want you to end up like me, got it"
Ayaka still could remember the chills the harsh glare had made her feel. He was so cold, at such a young age too. She knew it had something to do with New York, but nobody ever talked about it to her, and she was supposed to be Yuki's fiancé.Little as it meant to him, she thought it would at least mean something to his family, but she guessed it didn't. She sighed, looking up at the blue sky.
"What are you doing here, by yourself?" Ayaka jumped and saw that it was Hiro. She wasn't sure what to do.
"Don't worry, I'm not here about Shuichi," Hiro sat next to her, Ayaka was surprised at how calm she suddenly felt. "I don't get why you had to do it so publicly."
"I just…" she looked down at her hands on her lap, "I wasn't thinking."
"Yeah, because there is no way the press will ever see you in a positive light."
"I don't care about them!"
"No, you just care about Yuki Eiri, yes?" Ayaka didn't deny it. "A man who obviously doesn't care for you."
"Well…I…he's not good at showing his feelings," she played with her skirt, nervously.
"Yet, he had no problem kissing my best friend in front of millions of people."
"Well…that was just a…"
"Publicity stunt?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, probably is, the guy is quite a jerk." He said casually, moving a piece of hair out of his eyes. She stood up and faced him, glaring.
"Don't say such things about Yuki-san!"
"Whoa! You really like him, what a shame... I could show you a good time too," Hiro retorted.
"You what?"
"I think you're cute."
"I slapped your best friend on Television."
"Yep, and he kissed your fiancé so…"
"You're odd."
"I know. Do you want to come to the studio with me?"
"I guess."
Yuki was glad when Shuichi fell asleep; he could finally start some writing. He sat at his laptop and let the words flow:
Elle felt like she was dying, puking her guts out. Skyler walked in to see her over the bed.
"Hey," he greeted, "I got that cure, right here," holding onto a cup of some type of drink.
"It tastes like crap, but cures everything," he handed it to her.
"Oh," she moaned turning her head away. "It smells awful."
"Yep, but the worse it smells and tastes the better it works believe me."
"Oh you can't be serious"
"I am," his brown eyes gazed down upon her. "You need to drink it or I'll make you."
"You can't make me do anything." She crossed her arms and glared at him.
"Want to bet"
"No, I know it," He took the cup out of her hand and set it on the nightstand. Then he straddled her.
"Drink it," he brought it to her face.
"No way!"
"Yes, drink it now!"
"No!" she turned her head away from him.
"You drink this or I'll tell everyone about you and you're mother's scandal."
"Damn you!" She snatched the cup and swallowed it down. "That was gross."
"Yeah, but you'll be better by tomorrow."
"Whatever." She crossed her arms and glared at him.
"I need to go work out a few things, see you tomorrow."
Yuki frowned removing his glasses for a moment. He rubbed his forehead in frustration. Why does everything I write have something do with that brat? Damn, what am I going to write about when he is gone? He shook his head, the brat really was taking over his mind and it was annoying the hell out of him. Yet, part of him wanted it stay that way.
Then he heard a knock at the door, "That better not be my sister." He opened the door to see a smiling Tohma and his sister.
"Hello Eiri!"
Suguru didn't understand what was going on inside of him. Am I jealous? He looked down at his keyboard then back at Ayaka and Hiro, smiling. I have nothing to give him. He is a guy and I'm a guy, obviously Hiro likes girls.
"Wow, this is pretty amazing." Ayaka remarked.
"I don't understand what she is doing here," Suguru remarked. "She better not get in our way of work."
"Oh come on Suguru, Shuichi won't be back until next week, so why don't we make the best of it?" Hiro swung an arm over Suguru's shoulder, but the green-haired man pushed it away.
"That's exactly what I'm trying to do, I'm taking this opportunity to work with Shuichi out being sick. He usually gets us off of track, anyway."
"True, but did we manage to get three songs done in two days?"
"Yes, and we only had three more days to do seven more."
"Okay, well fine, I guess I can come up with some music. Maybe Shuichi can come up with something for it. I'll get my guitar."
Leaving Ayaka and Suguru alone made a strange feeling come over the two and to both there amazement, they both said: "You like Hiro?"
Suguru didn't say anything, but Ayaka replied, "He is very nice, but I love someone else."
Suguru deeply sighed, "It doesn't matter anyhow." Hiro was back with his guitar. "We have work to do."
"Perhaps I should go," Ayaka said, "It has been nice Hiro." She bowed politely. "Tell Shuichi I apologize for my behavior." She bowed politely.
"As you should," Suguru stated, "to him."
"Yes, perhaps I will," pulling herself up.
"Come in but keep quiet, the brat is sleeping." Yuki opening up the door, stated.
"I see," Tohma seemed to be analyzing what this statement meant. Eiri walked over and pulled a can of soup out of the cabinet.
"Don't worry, we weren't planning on staying long, I wanted to make sure your boyfriend was okay."
"Yes," Tohma agreed with a grin.
"Wouldn't want your investment to be in poor condition for too long," Yuki snarled. "He is fine, what are you really doing here?" Mika ignored him and started digging in his cabinets. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"How can you be taking care of the brat, when you don't have anything for him to eat?"
Yuki examined the area his sister was looking at, "I suppose I should pick up some soup." Tohma raised a brow.
"Mika, dear, why don't you pick up some soup and I'll stay here with Eiri?"
She looked at the two men. "Fine, I'll be back." She stepped outside the door, when it was shut, she smiled. "Things are going as planned."
Yuki and Tohma stood quietly for a moment. "What are you really doing here?" Yuki asked again.
"To check on Shindo of course," Tohma began to walk towards where he believed Shuichi was staying.
"What are doing?"
"I'm going to check on Shindo-san."
"He is fine."
"I'm sure he is but I'd like to be sure, considering he is my investment."
"Fine, but keep quiet!" Yuki stated, as he opened his bedroom door. Tohma hide his shock, when he saw Shuichi sprawled all over Yuki's bed, so comfortably.
"Yes, I see, he is fine."
"What did you expect?"
"Ah, forgive me Eiri, but you sounded like you couldn't wait to get rid of him, yet you take good care of him."
"I don't want the brat dying, and that would not be in my favor. Besides, even I am not that much of a bastard."
"Oh of course not, Eiri, I do not believe such a thing. I was only curious as to why you were taking such good care of him when you care so little."
"Whatever. You've seen him, now as soon as Mika gets back I want you out of my house."
"Yes, of course."
Ryuichi began to write down lyrics. He was pretty impressed with himself, it had been years since he wrote his own lyrics. When the band started out, he wrote them all the time but as he became more famous, it was just too much work to sing and write lyrics, so Tohma hired someone for him. Now, however, that he was considering about coming out again... This Shuichi Shindo inspired him in more ways then one way. The desire he had for the pink-haired man was consuming him.
Gleaming lights,
Don't blind me,
All I see is one,
One love, one dream, one you
Oh baby,
I see you walk into the room
Everything is different
All the parts me that were sleeping
Awaken
Yeah
Gleaming lights,
Don't blind me,
All I see is one,
One love, one dream, one you
He had forgotten what it felt like putting his own words on paper. "I think I want to shine for everyone again! I'll tell Tohma I want the band back. I miss him and Noriko-chan."
The doctor will see you now!" Mika stood up calmly though her heart beat faster as she walked in stride. She knew the answer already, but she needed confirmation.
"Ah Mrs. Seguchi," the doctor greeted, "I have your results and you are right."
"So I'm pregnant." She replied. "Well, this definitely will cause a chain of events I wasn't prepared for."
"Mrs. Seguchi?" the doctor questioned, not sure what the woman was talking about.
"Yes, so tell me... what do I need to do to prepare for my child's arrival?" Mika asked, sitting down, staring straight at the doctor and making him a bit nervous.
"Alright."
Yuki walked into his bedroom, with a bowl of hot soup. He gently awoke Shuichi by shaking his shoulder lightly.
"Wake up brat." Shuichi stirred away to look up with somewhat of a smile. "Here," Yuki shoved the bowl of soup in his face.
"Thank you Yuki!" he cheerfully stated and tried to take the bowl, but he felt sudden chills and began to shake almost dropping the bowl.
"Damn, can't even feed yourself," Yuki complained, then propped some pillows behind Shuichi. "Lay back down."
"Oh! I'm fine now, I just had chills for a moment." Shuichi tried to reach for the bowl, but Yuki pushed him down.
"Open up brat," he commanded.
"I'm not a baby!" the pink-haired man whined.
"If you're not, quit acting like one and let me feed you. You should enjoy this! I didn't even do this for my brother when he was sick."
"Why not?" Shuichi questioned.
"My sister always did that job, for both of us actually. She always tries to take care of us. Actually, sometimes I wish she wouldn't. She is just as meddlesome as your employer. Now be quiet and let me feed you." Shuichi did as he was told and Yuki brought the spoon to the lips of the singer, who happily ate up all the food.
He needed to sleep, oh so desperately, but…the brat was in his bed. The golden-eyed man was so tired he just crawled in bed, and then pushed the brat to one side.
Just as he was about to close his eyes he heard, "I love you Yuki." And the brat was now clinging onto him. He stiffened, he couldn't have heard right. "I really love you Yuki!" the whisper was as clear as it could be.
"I'll deal with it in the morning." With that, He doesn't even realize that he has already fallen too, because when Yuki closed his eyes he had dreams of pink hair and a beautiful voice.
Author's Note: I don't know was it good? I don't think it was good as had hoped, but I still think it was kind of cute. Well, here's to a good year coming up, and hoping that I'll update earlier in the new year or before.