AN: Hi hi all! I can't believe I got to my third chapter! I didn't even think that I'd get to the second. Some self esteem I've got. Joking- I am full of myself, I'll admit it. Anyways, back to the story.

P.S. There is some language so please refrain if you do not want to burn an image of capitalized swears into your head,

That day, Yuki practically ruined Shuichi's career. He sung like a sick cat, which made K sick, which made Suguru sick all oer his three keyboards, which made Tohma laugh until he fell onto the floor and had to be helped up on account of his broken leg.

The same day, Shuichi was completely wrecking Yuki's story. It went something like this:

The man kissed his wife and thought, 'I don't like this

and am going to go gay. That guy over there looks ripped.

I wonder if we could get together? Why am I still kissing

this dumb woman?' He then pushed her into a pool and ran

over to kiss the man. They embraced and got married and

lived happily ever after. The End.

Yuki would have killed him. He was admiring his work, when Yuki's publisher walked into the house. "So have you finished?" he said. "You know that your deadline is next month."

"Next month?" Shuichi said in Yuki's larger, stronger body. "Maybe I should have written more."

"What? You're done? How long is it?" the publisher questioned.

"I am proud to say that it is a complete, not ten, not eleven, but twelve pages!"

"Twelve pages?!?!" the publisher said in rage. "I will not publish it unless it is at least two hundred pages!"

"Well you can't write a lot about a gay relationship without crying!" Shuichi said right before remembering that Yuki wasn't making a gay novel, not to mention a twelve page one. "Maybe I should have stretched out the kissing scene between the characters named Shuichi and Yuki that have nothing to do with me and my Yuki."

"But you are Yuki."

"Um, I meant me and my cute little Shuichi that I love very much."

"Look Eiri, I really hate to do this, but either you write me a straight, two hundred page novel, I won't publish your book.

"Does that mean that I can't have a gay couple?"

"That should be obvious."

"That means no guys kissing or having sex?"

"I'm out of here. Have a nice time finding a new publisher!"

Meanwhile, Yuki was trying just to randomly wail and make it sound like he was singing the right lyrics that he didn't even know when he remembered that the publisher was coming over to evaluate the book he-or Shuichi was writing. He would kill Shuichi if he messed this up. After a while, K suggested they take a break to relieve some of the stress brought on by the bad singing. That was when Ryuichi showed up with Kumagoro plopped on the top of his head. "Hi everyone! I was just dropping by to see my best buddy Shuichi sing the big concert son- why does everyone have ice packs on their ears? Was it K? Did he shoot you?! WAAAAAAAAAA! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A BIG MEANIE AND SHOOT ALL OF MY FRIENDS? WAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Relax, Ryuichi. I didn't shoot them, it was Shuichi's horrible singing! He suddenly started wailing today. Are you sick Shuichi?"

"No, I just am- yes! I'm sick and want to go home!" said Yuki.

"No!" shouted Ryuichi. "First I want to hear you sing. I don't think that the best singer in Japan could get sick that easily!"

"Ryuichi, I don't feel up to it. I just want to go home." 'And strangle Shuichi if he did anything wrong' he thought.

"Are you mad at me? Why? What did I do? I'm sorry whatever it was! PLEASE DON'T IGNORE ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!!!" Ryuichi sobbed.

"Fine, I'll sing! Just stop crying. You're giving me a bigger headache than I gave myself." Yuki sang his heart out and made the rest of them want to tear their heart out with some of the worst vocals that the world had ever seen. Ryuichi was crying and sobbing about how his only friend had caught some horrible disease. After that, he went into the car and started the engine, when he realized that he didn't have Shuichi's driver's liscence, which he kept in his underwear. He cringed as he reached into his pants and searched around. He got an involuntary erection when he saw inside Shuichi's underpants, which made it very hard to try and move his hand around. He finally got it out, after spurting cum all over it. He was still a little horny, so he slowly licked it off, enjoying every drop of Shuichi's sticky cum. After that, he contained himself and cursed Shuichi for liking him so much. He finally got home and burst inside. "Shuichi!"

"Yuki, you're home! I mean, Yuki, I'm home! Yuki, this is a messed up day. Oh, and um, your, um, publisher, um, kind of came today and, um, hated my story." Shuichi hurried on the last part.

"YOU WHAT?!?!?!?!? I'M GOING TO KILL YOU YOU LITTLE BRAT! Okay, deep breaths. Let me see the story."

"Uh, it's gone."

"Well then where is it?'

"I hid it."

"LET ME SEE THE GOD DAMN STORY YOU LITTLE SON OF A BITCH!"

"Okay, I'll tell you. I wrote that the guy broke up with the guy, changed his name to Yuki, and married a cute little boy named Shuichi."

"All right, I'll fix it. I just want to get some sleep after this horrible day. Oh, and I might have wrecked your career by singing like a dying banshee. And Ryuichi thinks that you're mad at him. This had better change before the concert, or Bad Luck is going to get some bad luck."

AN: Once again, let's go for ten reviews. ; )