Just a show

Chapter 8: The Love Scene

Hiro headed down the hallway after work. The shorter man with green hair was walking by his side. Both of them had very different things on their minds. Suguru was thinking about how close the two were, literally. Meanwhile Hiro's concern was always on Shuichi. "Do you think he'll be okay?" the guitarist wondered.

"Who?"

"Shuichi!"

The keyboardist shrugged his shoulders, "As long as he does his work, what concern is it of mine if he is doing okay?"

Hiro sighed. "He is our bandmate. Besides how is doing affects his work, didn't you see those two songs he wrote?"

"Yes, but that work in our favor."

"What if it doesn't always work in our favor? Will you care then?" The red head was seriously concerned about his friend. He still didn't trust Yuki; the whole situation between the two still seemed quite strange. The guy just popped into Shuichi's life, and then they moved in together. Also the guy had so much power over his best friend it was scary. It wasn't like he'd never seen Shuichi's emotions like that, but he just never saw anyone having that much serious influence on them. He really needed to talk to him, so he began to take off.

Suguru watched the man with long hair, disappear "Wait Hiro!" The other man paused for a moment then turned around.

Sighing and shrugging his shoulders he asked, "What?"

"I understand your concern." Oh! He understood alright, he just honestly didn't care. There were worse people Shuichi could be with and he was a grown man. As long as it didn't affect his work, Suguru had no concerns about Shuichi's love life, but he knew Hiro did. The green-haired man walked up to him, and lightly touched his back. A warm feeling could be felt inside. "But Shuichi Shindo is a grown man; he surly can handle another grown man, besides he could do worse than Eiri Yuki. He could have an abusive boyfriend instead of man that just puts up some distance."

"Yeah, but he could do better. Yet, if he is happy…"

"You won't stand in his way, I understand." It was the same way he felt about the man standing next to him.

"Do you?" Hiro turned around to look into those emerald eyes of Suguru's.

A deep breath could be heard, "Yes." Then lips tilted upward in hopes for the other to touch. They almost did if it hadn't been for the cheerful sound interrupting them.

"Hello!" Maiko greeted, glancing from one man to the other. She watched as the two suddenly jumped away from each other.

"Hello Maiko," Hiro greeted back. "What are you doing here and…," he eyed the tin of cookies, "with your mother's cookies?..."

"Oh well," she blushed a bit, "I…I was hoping to talk to Shuichi about Yuki-san."

"Oh I see, you were hoping to play matchmaker!" Hiro teased grabbing a cheek. "You adorable thing."

She slapped his hand away, "Stop that! And I was simply hoping to patch things up."

"Well you're too late, Yuki patched them up himself." Suguru pointed out, "Shuichi went home with him."

"Oh." Her face fell a bit, she had been really excited about helping getting them together.

"Don't worry," Hiro remarked, patting her gently on the head, "there just might be somebody else you can play matchmaker on."

She gazed up at Suguru and Hiro and a small smile came upon her lips. "Just maybe," I can get Hiro and Suguru together, the second greatest couple in history! Yay victory!

"Well I guess I'll go home." She began turning on her heels.

"I'll take you," Hiro stated.

"Excuse me, I'm a woman, I'm more than capable of finding my way home!"

"I didn't say that!"

"Besides," she looked over to Suguru, "I think he needs a ride more than I do, don't you?"

"Uh no, I'm fine, Tohma will be off in a couple of hours." He was used to wait that long, besides he usually had work he could do.

"You can't wait that long!" Maiko exclaimed. "You!" she pointed towards Hiro. "Can't let one of your bandmates two hours to get home."

"It's okay," Suguru replied, "I could always call the limo driver if I really want to go home."

"I won't stand for it!" Maiko stomped her foot, she then grabbed the two by the arm and said: "There is no way you are going home alone. What if the driver turns out to be a psycho? I just heard on the news the other day…

"Maiko, I get it. Guess I'll take you home," Hiro grabbed Suguru by the arm and began dragging him away.

"Really, I'm fine."

"Don't argue with her. Besides, Maiko has got her cell phone if anything goes wrong on her way home."

Maiko pulled out her cell with a smile. "Always! Now take him home, I'll call mummy dearest."

"Alright, you sure it's fine?" Suguru questioned, he didn't want to leave a girl by herself, yet he wanted the chance to get close to Hiro again.

Yuki's lips collided with Shuichi's and a desire burned deep inside of him. He knew exactly what it was. He wanted sex and he wanted it now! It had to be with Shuichi Shindo. Getting out of the car, he quickly made his way to the passenger side to yank out the pink-haired brat out of the car.

"Yuuuuki!" the younger man called out startled by the grasp on his arm.

"Come on brat, I want something and you're going to give it to me."

"I am?" Shuichi gazed up with gullibility at lustful eyes. "I don't Yuki," he yanked his arm out of his grip, "I've never done that before."

"I know, I promise I'll be gentle, just come on."

"O—okay." Yuki guided him towards the apartment and up into the elevator. Shuichi's fears began to dissolve to the excitement he was feeling. Yuki and he were going to be real lovers!

However, that plan was temporarily put on hold by all the men and women flashing lights in their faces. "Oh shit!" Yuki exclaimed. He grasped the brat's hand once more and ran. The reporters ran after them.

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to lose these idiots, then to a hotel."

"Hotel?"

"Don't you get that I want you brat as my lover."

"Yes but just a hotel is kind of cheap, isn't it?" the pink haired man blushed.

"Oh, don't be such a girl. It will be an expensive one."

Tohma had called Ryuichi into his office and the man appeared in his Kumagorou suit.

"Ryuichi-chan said he couldn't make it, but Kuma-chan gladly comes in his place." A bright grin on the singer's face appeared.

"Oh, I see. Well, can you tell Ryuichi that this particular business concerns Shuichi Shindo."

"I will," then the man in the bunny suit hopped out of the office to pretend to bring back Ryuichi. In came the handsome man with green hair and dark eyes, sitting down and appearing with a serious expression.

"What's this with Shuichi, Tohma-chan?"

"Well, I must confess I thought Yuki would be good for Shuichi and vice versa, but I'm afraid…" The wheels in his head were turning, he had to set up perfectly were he would be able to manipulate Ryuichi, who was very much an unknown factor.

"Of what?"

"To speak lowly of my brother-in-law is not within me, but I find that he may be crushing the boy's spirits."

"I see. And what do you want me to do about it?"

"Do what you do best: lift his spirits. Of course, you must understand that he is in love with Eiri after all."

"Maybe he is just blind. Maybe he needs someone else who shines to see what's real."

"Perhaps, but you do understand I don't encourage anything that will harm Eiri."

"Of course not, you'd rather me leave him alone and loose your number one singer, again."

"Ryuichi that was in the past."

"The past has a way of coming back to haunt you."

Saki Isumi had Kiyoshi Yusuo by her side. They were more then ready to get pictures on the couple, snapping a picture or two as they were on the trail of the two lovers.

"Are you writing this down?" she looked over to the reporter next to her. He grinned brightly.

"Why wouldn't I be? You got pictures." She nodded back and they continued to walk down the hallway.

"Yuki Eiri!" Saki called, with that Shuichi turned around.

"Idoit!" the novelist scolded. "Don't turn around!" But it was too late, the camera flashed.

"So cute!" Saki exclaimed, taking another picture. The novelist grabbed the cute boy who was left stunned and dragged him down the hall. "Oh, Yuki please, don't leave me alone with Kiyoshi!" the reporter whined.

"At least give us a date of the wedding." Yuki froze. Shuichi gazed upward at him. Suddenly hearts found there way in the pink brat's eyes.

"You want to marry me!"

"No, I don't, I just want to screw you right now!" Yuki said out of sexual frustration. The pink-headed singer burst into tears. The novelist reached for a cigarette; screw the rule about not smoking in the lobby.

"So you have no real intentions of marrying Shuichi Shindo. How cruel to use such an adorable man. What were you hoping to get out of this?…" Saki began to walk in a dramatic pose and she put her two hands to her heart. "Oh, what a tragedy! So you are going to marry Ayaka."

"No fucking way!" Yuki lit his cigarette, breathing in the much needed nicotine.

"Then what are your intentions?" Kiyoshi asked calmly with a notepad in hand. Shuichi became silent.

Yuki let out a breath of smoke and sighed, knowing the reporters weren't going to leave him alone until they got an answer. Also knowing he wouldn't get to be with Shuichi tonight if he didn't say the right words. However, right words were something he wrote for the characters in his stories, not for himself.

"I haven't gotten to ask the brat yet." He stated.

"Oh Kiyoshi, we get to watch the proposal." Saki clapped her hands.

"I'm not proposing in front of you idiots," with that Yuki grabbed his brat and headed towards room 211.

Ayaka sat her cup down and stared at Mika.

"So Mika-chan, what brings you here?" she waved a hand to indicate the room they were in, which was Ayaka's bedroom at her parents house.

"I have come to talk about Eiri." She tucked a leg behind another, and pulled herself up.

"I would have assumed so," Ayaka took a sip of tea, hoping it would soothe the ache in her heart. She just hoped she could keep the tears at bay.

"I think it is time to let him go."

"I know," staring at the cup, she watched as a tear dropped.

"I'm truly sorry Ayaka-chan," Mika took her hand with a soft smile. "I had hoped it would work out, but I should have know better. I suppose much of this was my fault," she let go of the young girl's hand. "I thought I could force Eiri to live his life, I just needed to find a reason that made him want to live."

"I guess that reason wasn't me."

"No, I suppose not."

"I assume you have brought something for me to sign."

"Yes, I did," Mika pulled out something from the briefcase that had been lying against the couch. "This will free Eiri of your engagement."

"Yes, I know."

"Are you ready?"

"Do I really have a choice?" She asked, the tears broke free and Mika just sighed. This was the hardest part of the plan.

"Yuki?" Shuichi questioned, gazing up at him, who was currently yanking his clothes off.

"What brat?" He growled, trying to pull off the damn annoying tie.

"Are you going to ask me to marry you?"

"No."

"Then what is the press going on about."

"I don't know. I just said that I wasn't going to marry Ayaka, I would marry you before her."

"Really?!" Hearts were shown in Shuichi's eyes.

"Don't read too much into it. There are plenty of people I'd probably marry before you, brat."

Shuichi frowned and Yuki sighed. He slipped off his shirt.

"Look!" The blonde man sat next to him, "I'm not good at this romantic mush. I think it is all bullshit, but I do know right now I want to be with you."

"Yuki!" Shuichi glomped him, "I Love you."

"Yeah, I know, I wish you just show it."

"What do you mean Yuki?"

"Let me make love to you." He looked deeply into the violet eyes. It seemed so romantic, yet sex truly was the only thing on Eiri's mind, so he told himself.

"Yes," and soft firm lips were on his pink-headed lover's ones. Then a hand went under his shirt, a burning sensation took over as the hand ran upwards against his chest. They broke the kiss for a moment, allowing Shuichi to release a moan. Afterwards, Yuki sat back so he could slip off the shirt of his younger lover. He leaned downward to leave soft kisses that caressed the singer's skin. The taste of him made the blonde desire more.

Shuichi could feel the desire building inside of him. He never felt that good in his life. The best part of this was that Yuki was the one making him feel this way. It was everything he hoped it could be. He moaned again and his lover pulled himself up to meet him with another kiss on the lips.

Maiko was dialing the phone, when she felt a cold piece of metal at her head. She looked up to see a shiny gun being held by a smiling blonde manic American. A scream escaped from her throat and immediately another jumped in front of her waving his hands in panic. "Ah Miss. Shindo!" he called. "Please stay calm, K would you please remove the gun."

"Ah, sorry! I love using my babies," he pulled it away and gave it a kiss.

Maiko sighed in relief, before yelling: "What the hell are you pulling a gun on me for?!"

"Oh dear," Sakano began to panic. "We frightened Miss. Shindo," he ran away again in a circular motion. "She won't help us now!" K pulled out his gun, again and aimed at Sakano, who froze.

"Now," K began to explain, "we saw you were starting quite a show between Suguru and Hiro."

"I don't know what you mean." She looked down sheepishly at her shoes, "I was just talking."

"We know you want to set them up," Sakano had regained his composure. "We were hoping you could help us with our plans."

"Your plans?" she questioned.

Shuichi scrambled about out of the sheets, trying desperately to shut off the phone that was loudly playing one of the Nitter Grasper's songs. He fell forward, finding himself half way off the bed and half on. His hands on the floor, he sighed for a moment but the insisting ringing caused him to panic. Not wanting to wake his lover, he tried to get onto the floor, but his whole body fell with a loud thump. Slowly pulling himself up, his head barely rising above the bed, he sighed in relief. The man was on his side, his back to Shuichi, messed up golden hair was lit a glow by the sun. The pink-haired man smiled, relieved to find his lover was still quietly sleeping.

Then the ringing started again and the pink-headed singer quickly got up. Dashing over to the phone, he quickly made a leap for it. He took another breath as he finally got the phone. It rung again, "Ahh!" he yelled, his fumbling hands tried to get a good grip.

"Brat," Yuki growled, "answer the damn thing!"

Shuichi blushed a bit. "Uh yeah," he brought the phone to his ear. It kept ringing.

"Press, the button."

"Oh yeah," Shuichi looked sheepishly before pressing the green button. "Hello," he greeted.

"Shuuuuuuuuiiccccccccccccchiiiiiiiiii!" A woman voice screeched making the rock star cringe and Yuki clung tightly to a pillow over his head.

"Mooooooooomm!" Shuichi whined. "Don't be so loud, Yuki was sleeping,"

"And how would you know?" Shuichi gulped.

"'Cause I'm in the same room with him," he answered honestly.

"What are you doing in the same room with him? You know as a fiancé you shouldn't be sleeping around with him!"

"Mooom, we aren't getting married!"

"Of course you are, but not without properly introducing us."

"No, we aren't!"

"Don't talk such silliness: it is all over the news!"

"I know mom, but we aren't." He whined, causing Yuki to let a loud growl in frustration.

He let go of his pillow and held out a hand, "Give me the damn phone, brat." The pink-haired man gave look at the phone in fear, then back at his lover, not sure what to do. "Give it to me!" Out of fear, Shuichi quickly tossed his phone almost hitting the blonde in the head. Another growl was released.

It was like a quick personality switch when Yuki put the phone to his ear: "Oh, lovely Mrs. Shindo." A loud gush was heard. "What can I do for you, my lovely lady?" A squeal came onto the phone and Yuki pulled the phone away from his ear. He brought it back, "Yes, I see, of course we will be there, this Friday at five, sounds wonderful." Shuichi stared in amazement as Yuki hang up the phone.

"Here brat, you owe me. We have dinner with your family this Friday." He held his hand out and the singer slowly reached for the phone. The blonde then quickly grabbed the other's hand, pulling him back into bed. "You owe me," he repeated before leaning in for a kiss.

Author's Note:

Oh my, finally updated again. Okay so Ayaka didn't apologize, it didn't work, sometimes things in my head just don't fit when I go to writing. Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed, I'm sorry I'm really not brave enough to do lemons. I don't think I would write them very well. Anyhow, for sure next chapter has to have the dinner date, so we get to meet the Shindos. They should be fun!