AN: Thank you sayuri-girl sooooooo much for the reviews! Should I make a sequel? Anyway, here we go!!!
Yuki was starting to cool off, when he saw a billboard that made him go crazy. It was an advertisement for Bad Luck. This nmormally wouldn't upset him, except for the fact that at the concert, he would wreck Shuichi's reputation. 'I hope my Shuichi won't be too mad at me when he sees that I am going to wrek his entire band's reputation.' Wait, did he just call him, his Shuichi?! 'Oh no, am I turning into the brat?' he thought.
He finally got home and pressed the numbers into the keypad. '0065789'. It didn't work; he tried again. Still nothing; he tried one more time. Nope; just then Shuichi stuck his head out the window and screamed, "Go away you brat!!! Oh, I'm sorry Yuki, it's just that I'm starting to act, well, like you."
"It's okay Shu Shu, I'm not feeling good either. Just please let me in." Shuichi let him in and they hugged, not feeling up to anything else. They lay down on th couch together and kissed, that being all they could manage. Their lips touched, they were sucked together like a magnet, and they passed out.
They woke up in the hospital about three hours later, both feeling odd. "What happened, and why do I feel so short?" Shuichi asked.
"SHUICHI!!!! MY BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST BEST FRIEND IS OKAY!!!!!!!!!!" Ryuichi shouted as he practically squeezed Shuichi's head off. Wait, Ryuichi was calling Shuichi Shuichi again? Did that mean-
"Yuki, where are we?" Yuki asked. "Why do I feel tall and mean?"
Ryuichi looked puzzled. "Well, you are Yuki, you're in the hospital, you are tall, and you are mean," he said looking pleased with himself. So, they were back in their bodies!
"Ryuichi, what the hell happ-"
Yuki was interrupted when Kumagoro hit him in the head. "That was for saying a naughty word!" Ryuichi said for Kumagoro. "As for how you got here, I went over to your house because I never got Shuichi's autograph, and I saw you two on the floor. I screamed and some other people came in and saved you guys! So, now you are here."
Three days later, the concert took place. "Oh, Shuichi, I hope you got better." K pleaded.
"Don't worry, K-san, I'm fine."
The announcer started. "AND NOW, PRESENTING BAD LUCK!!!"
Shuichi, Hiro, and Suguru stepped up and started to play.
Itsu no ma ni kabokura nanigenaku detta
Yasashi sa yo seatte
Kakurenbo hatsuzuku no sousa
No, wanna sell your soul, shareta kiiroi tatsuchi de
No, for your smile again, itsumo odottei taidake
Nee oikakete oikakete shiroi kaze
Nee koi ni natte ai ni natte hane hirogetai
Nee iikoto mo waruikoto mo subete tashite
Ni dewatte umakuikite toki wo koetai.
The audience clapped and cheered so loud they shook the stage. The cheering went on forever. It finally died down and Bad Luck exited the stage. The announcer came back on. "YEAH! LET'S GET OUT A BIG WHOOP FOR BAD LUCK!!!"
"How did you do it?" K asked.
"We won't reveal our secrets." Shuichi said as he pulled Yuki in for a hug.