The next day at work Hiro and Suguru immediately noticed the beautiful ring on Shuichi's finger. They admired it and told Shuichi how happy they were from him until Hiro cleared his throat. "Shuichi, Suguru and I have something to tell you." Hiro wrapped his arm around Suguru's waist and Suguru smiled.

"What? What is it?" Shuichi asked looking from Hiro to Suguru. Hiro laughed a little, but answered. "We're going to go pick up our adopted child today at lunch. You get to be Uncle Shuichi." It took all but a second for Shuichi to digest this information before he screamed with excitement and hugged both Hiro and Suguru. "I'm going to be a uncle," he yelled out loud and hugged the soon-to-be parents again.

The rest of the day before lunch went by fast. Hiro's and Suguru's adopted child was adorable. The child was a little boy that was about four years old. Shuichi loved the kid, especially when it said "Uncle Shuichi" in the cutest voice. The kid also called Tohma, who was really his cousin, Uncle Tohma. Shuichi could tell that Tohma adored the kid, and he would probably spoil the kid with all kinds of toys and clothes. The little kids name was Shika, and he had blue eyes and black hair. It was a very handsome child, and it was also well behaved and sweet as can be.

Shuichi had the biggest smile on his face the whole day, and was so happy that he wrote two more good songs, and had only two more left to write. Shuichi started on the fourth song towards the end of the day, and by the time he had finish it, everybody was gone except for the creepy janitor who was in the rehearsal room with him cleaning up. Shuichi stood up and stretch before walking over to the coat rack where his jacket, hat, and sunglasses were, but before he could get there he was roughly pulled back to something hard…like a chest. Shuichi looked up to see the young face of the creepy janitor.

"What do you think your doing?" Shuichi was surprised when all he did was smile at him and then suddenly crashed his lips on Shuichi's. Shuichi tried to pull away but the janitor didn't let him. Then the janitor started to drag Shuichi to the couch. He forced Shuichi down onto it and lie on top of him.

"Get off of me!" Shuichi yelled as he started to push at the man's chest. The janitor grabbed Shuichi's hands and brought them high above his head. He held Shuichi's hands down with one hand, while the other started to trail down Shuichi's body until they stopped at Shuichi's crotch. The janitor bent down to whisper in Shuichi's ear.

"I've wanted you for so long," he squeezed Shuichi's cock, "and now I'm going to have you." The janitor began to rub Shuichi's cock just like Tachi had done that night at his apartment. It brought back bad memories of Tachi and what he did to Shuichi. Shuichi began to cry and started squirming to get away, but it was no use. The janitor continues to whisper in Shuichi's ear. "I doubt you know my name so I will tell you. My name is Matsumaru, and that's what I want you to scream when I make you come."

"No! I want! Never! The only person I want is Yuki and no one else! And if there is any name I scream it will be Yuki's!" Matsumaru laughed when Shuichi said that and began to undo Shuichi's pants.

Once he had them undone, Matsumaru slipped his hand down Shuichi's boxer. He teased Shuichi's cock, and then began to massage Shuichi's balls. Shuichi involuntarily moaned, and Matsumaru smirked. "You like that?" Shuichi bit his lip tightly and shook his head. "Oh? Well maybe you will like this." Matsumaru began stroking Shuichi. Shuichi was sobbing by now, and was struggling to get away, but having his hands pinned over his head wasn't helping. He wish Yuki would come and save him like he did that time Tachi raped him, but he had a feeling that either he would have to lie still and let it happen, or do something. I'll be damned if I'm going to just let this happen!…But what do I do? Maybe he's the generous type and if I beg he will stop…doubt it, but I'll do it anyways.

"Stop it…please stop. Don't!" Matsumaru just laughed and then he kissed him again, and shoved his toung inside Shuichi's mouth. Okay…begging didn't work. Oh, Yuki, I need you right now. Wait…maybe if I moan Yuki's name he will get mad, and then leave me alone. Yuki…forgive me for what I'm about to do…Shuichi reluctantly began to kiss Matsumaru back, and then moan in his mouth. He felt Matsumaru smirk, and then pull away. He began to stroke Shuichi faster. "Yeah…moan. Moan some more. I knew you would like this." Shuichi decided to do exactly that. "Oh…Yuki…"

It worked. He stopped, but instead of getting mad and leaving like Shuichi expected him to, he just glared at Shuichi. Then suddenly, a fist came down on Shuichi's face, he saw white spots, and then he was out.

Yuki sat at his laptop trying to think what to write next, but he was blank. He decided to light a ciggerate. Usually when he was unsure of what to write he would to smoke because when he was smoking it relaxed him and his creativity worked better. Well, smoking wasn't the only thing that relaxed him. His pink-headed brat also relaxed him and when he got to thinking about the brat his mind came to life and just like that, he was back to writing.

Yes, Shuichi is his inspiration that brought him through each day and every book he ever wrote. Yuki started to feel his eyes droop and he was ready to go to sleep for a very long time, but he couldn't. His editor was coming by tomorrow to pick up his latest book and he still had one more chapter to write. Maybe a cup of coffee will keep me awake. Yuki stood up and stretch before he walked out of his office and into the kitchen. He began to make coffee and while he waited for the coffee maker to finish making his coffee he walked to the fridge to pull out a beer, but something he saw from the corner of his eye made him stop in his track. The time on his microwave said 10:30. Shuichi gets off work at 8:30 and was home by 9:00. He was an hour and a half late. Yuki wished Shuichi had a cell phone so he could call him. Maybe that is what he will get him for his birthday that was coming up soon.

Yuki grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat at the table. He waited for the coffee maker to finish. He drank his beer and when he was done he crushed it and threw it away. Yuki began to wonder why Shuichi wasn't home yet…has something happened to him? He tried to keep those thoughts away and just figured he was out at some bar with the band and K. Shuichi should be home any minute now.

Minutes later the coffee maker was done and Yuki had his cup of coffee, but Shuichi still hadn't come home yet. Yuki began to worry. He went to the phone and dialed Hiro's number. It rang twice and then he heard Hiro's voice on the other line.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Yuki." He didn't bother asking if Hiro was there since he recognized his voice.

"Yuki? What's the matter? Something wrong with Shuichi?"

"Yeah, he hasn't come home yet. I'm guessing he's not with you?"

"No, he's not with me. It's almost eleven; I wonder where he could be? He was still working on a song when everybody left. I wasn't worried about leaving him here because he had stayed at the studio longer then the rest of us has, but I can't imagine he would stay there this late."

"Yeah…"

"Listen, Yuki, don't worry about it. I'm sure he lost track of time, and is on his way home. He probably didn't want to take any short cuts since it's so late."

"Yeah…probably." Though, Yuki was still worried.

"Hey, listen, if he doesn't show up in the next ten minutes call me and I'll meet you at the studio."

"Okay, thanks." He hung up and went to his computer to try and start on his last chapter, but now that he was worried about Shuichi, he couldn't concentrate so he saved his work and turned off the laptop.

Ten long minutes passed and no sign of Shuichi coming home. He called Hiro and they both agreed to meet each other at the studio, and Hiro said he would call K and let him know. Yuki left the apartment and sped to the studio, the whole time he was scared of what might be waiting for him once he got there.