Oh gosh! I'm so sorry I haven't posted in so long! College is maniacal right now and I haven't had the chance to post this, even though I've had it done for ages. Gomennasai minna-san! Don't kill me!
Anyways... ducks head Heres the third chapter... Enjoy!
Shuichi slid to a stop in front of the nearest convenience store and nearly knocked over an old man in his haste to get inside.
"Cash register guy!" He squinted at the man's name tag, reading his name. "Kazuo!" The man jumped quickly, looking startled to be addressed by this pink-haired boy. The fluff in question pushed everyone in line out of his way and jumped on top of the counter, pointing at Kazuo with a determined gleam in his eyes.
"I have run a great distance to find a store with someone like you to assist me in my perilous task. You are going to help save my life, and if you are quick about it, I will even let you help me murder a famous celebrity!" He straightened and laughed maniacally.
Kazuo, along with everyone else in the store, was stunned into silence at the boy's declaration. Shuichi was oblivious to their astonishment as he continued laughing loudly.
He jumped off of the counter and stared at Kazuo seriously, putting on a weird accent. "Will ye serve?"
The man backed away slightly, but nodded. "Don't hurt me. Just tell me what you need and leave."
Shuichi looked at him, almost maniacally. "I need a box of cigarettes, please."
Kazuo blinked and froze for a moment. "That… that's it???" He fell over. "I thought you were going to KILL me!"
"Aw lighten up! I wouldn't hurt anyone!" He gave him a wide smile holding out his hand. "Cigarettes please, I don't have much time left." He looked worriedly at the clock.
The man stood up quickly. "What brand do you want?"
The smile slid from the pink-haired boy's face. "Brand? What do you mean what brand? Aren't they all the same?"
He man shook his head slowly and pointed to the large rack behind him, which carried a hundred-odd brands of cigarettes. Shuichi sunk to the floor.
"Oh no! I don't even know what brand of cigarettes my boyfriend smokes!" He crawled to the nearest person to him and pulled on their shirt with a pitiful look on his face. "Do you know what kind of cigarettes Eiri Yuki buys?"
The woman looked down at him. She was an elderly lady. "Yuki, dear? I'm afraid I don't know an Eiri Yuki."
"Did she just say Eiri Yuki??!" A group of girls had just walked up from the back of the store and were looking around everywhere to catch a glimpse of the golden-haired god. One of the girls had just looked down and noticed Shuichi on his knees, who was looking up at her. He froze as her eyes widened once she recognized him.
"Oh my god... Shuichi Shindou?!" All the girls looked over instantly and gasped, moving closer, inch by inch, with gleaming eyes that so often adorn ravenous fan girls.
"Crap" the pink one thought. He looked hurriedly at Kazuo again. "Please... any brand!" He threw his bank card on the counter with pleading eyes. He could feel the girls drawing nearer behind him slowly, like a pack of wolves cornering their prey.
Kazuo dropped a big box of Newports on the counter and swiped Shuichi's card. "Pin please." Shuichi's fingers moved in a flurry before he finished his sentence. He waited while the pin number processed.
A girl had just tugged on his shirt slightly. "So are you Shindou-kun?"
Shuichi turned around and backed into the counter, a sweat drop appearing on his forehead. "Um yeah. Hahaha." He scratched his head. "Hey if you guys can wait a few minutes I'll give ya autographs. Is that ok?" The girls squealed and nodded fervently.
He showed a peace sign. "Okaaaaay!" At that moment he felt another tug at his shirt and turned around quickly, striking a ridiculous karate pose, before noticing it was Kazuo, holding his card out to him with an awkward look.
"What's wrong?"
"There's no money in this account, sir."
Shuichi's eyes widened. "WHAAAAAAT!?!?!" He snatched the card and looked at it fearfully. "There must be a mistake, I just got paid the other day! I can't be broke!" He looked back at Kaz with a terrified expression. "Can you try again?"
Kazuo shook his head. "I'm sorry, it won't make a difference."
The fluff began to whine loudly. "But he'll KILL me!" He heard some whispering and then the shuffling of feet. He looked around and saw the fan girls walking away.
"H-hey! Didn't you want my autograph?"
One of the girls glared at him. "Oh please, you don't even have any money. You aren't Shuichi Shindou." They all made for the door of the store.
Shu looked shocked for a moment, then a familiar glint showed in his eyes.
Uh oh….
He yelled at the top of his lungs. "How dare you say I'm not me! Of course I'm Shuichi Shindou. Look!" He pointed at himself and stuck out his tongue. "I'm the lead singer of Bad Luck and lover of the uber sexy Eiri Yuki, and I'll prove it!" His demeanor changed and he closed his eyes and began to sing the first verse of Rage Beat. When he finished he glared victoriously at them.
"HA! You can't deny who I am now!"
The entire store had fallen silent. If anyone hadn't already been looking at him before, everyone definitely was now. The fan girls' eyes had widened once they saw that he was the real deal.
One of the girls gave an ear-piercing screech and launched herself at Shuichi. "Get him!"
Shuichi, who had become pretty fast after adapting to the wild antics of fan girls, jumped quickly over the counter, and the girl ran into its side, knocking candy everywhere. Shu grabbed Kaz and pulled him down, looking at him frantically with an army helmet on his head that had seemingly appeared out of thin air.
"Listen Kaz! I really need these cigarettes. My life hangs in the balance!" He grabbed the other man's shirt and shook him, almost violently.
"I c-can't just give them to you!" Kaz looked like he was about to be sick.
The fan girls had started clamoring over the counter with evil glints in their eyes.
Shuichi looked up fearfully. Realizing he wouldn't be getting the cigarettes from Kaz, he gave in.
"So be it! I bid thee farewell soldier!" He stood up quickly and did a salute, jumping back over the counter, avoiding the rabid girls. He threw himself out of the door and zoomed down the street, leaving a trail of smoke in his wake.
The crazy girls pushed out of the store, hoping to chase after him, but there was no sign of the pink ball of fluff anywhere. Whining slightly, they walked away, their unpaid items in hand.
Kazuo would have called them back to pay for their things, but he had fainted a few seconds earlier, a normal reaction from meeting Shuichi Shindou for the first time…..
Meanwhile...
Yuki sat listening to Tohma drabble on about anything and everything, tapping his finger against the arm of the couch and glancing constantly at the clock. He glared menacingly as the hour interval he had given Shuichi passed by.
Tohma noticed Eiri's silence and looked at the clock as well, smirking slightly to himself. He placed his fingers against the other blonde's jaw and pushed until he was looking at him once again.
"Do you need something to take your mind off of those cigarettes, dear Eiri?" His eyes glinted mischievously as he jingled his car keys.