...GASP YES I NOE I DONT BELIEVE IT EITHER! I HAVE UPDATED! (finally)

...and my excuses for not updating? laughs nervously hehe, well it was all a result of one thing after another. first, i had my hsc exams (the ones i need to do well in to get into uni) and then i ended up lazing around a bit (the after exam slump) and THEN you would never guess what had happened! u see, i had in fact finished bout 3/4 of chap4 during pre exam time (dont ask...) then my dad did something to our comp and deleted it! cries and it wasnt like it was in the bin or anything but gone PERMANENTLY! cries again anyway so then i lost all motivation to continue... heh. but dont u worry cause seee points below i have the next chap here! its not as good as the first chapter five mourns loss of unrewritable chapter and unbetaed but hopefully u guys will like it. plus! since i had notes on what will happen in next chapters, hopefully i will write more soon! (as long as i dont get bogged down by uni exams instead) so yeh.. enjoy! (especially the beginningness of noncanonness, well its still a bit canon here but just u wait! i have a massive plot for u guys! woot!) oh and semi-Draco angsting-but-not-really!

and lastly i would like to thank everyone for their wonderful reviews! it is because of you reviewers that i had pushed forward for this new chapter!

DISCLAIMER: I do not, in any shape or form, own either Harry Potter or Gravitation. They belong to J. K. Rowling and Maki Murakami respectively. Please don't sue me. Thank you.

Chapter 4.

Shuichi didn't know what was wrong with him but still he felt vastly opposite to what he should have felt after all…

Bad Luck's first performance had been a major success… joy!

They had managed to outshine ASK… glee!

He met Ryuichi Sakuma, who even sang his song… bliss!

Followed by a game-show turned concert watched by thousands on television… happiness!

And best of all… He moved in with EVAN! Words failed to describe how ecstatic he had felt!

…

…

…yet, strangely, none of these feelings had lasted which is why Monday morning found Shuichi in a slump.

Shuichi stopped singing.

"Sorry, I can't do this. Let's take a break…"

"Again?" Suguru spluttered.

"Now, now, now," consoled Sakano before turning to Shuichi, "Shindou are you feeling alright?"

"Not really."

"Did you have an argument with Evan or something?" Hiro asked.

Shuichi shook his head.

"Lack of sleep?"

Again, Shuichi shook his head, "It's more like I'm lacking the willpower."

"Shouldn't we just quit then?" said Suguru, "At this rate we can't practice anyway."

But before Sakano could reply K burst through the door, "Big news! Be happy! Bad Luck's live performance has been approved!"

Shuichi perked up, "What? For real?"

"Yes, but this time is different from the last. It will feature only Bad Luck!"

"When is it? And where?"

K raised two fingers in reply.

"V?" asked Shuichi in confusion.

"Two days from now at Ruido."

"What!"

"Two days from now!" Suguru cried, "That's suicide!"

Sakano paled. "Has this already been decided? Or do we still have a choice?"

"It's okay, it's been confirmed!"

"I was afraid you were going to say that…"

"Well then, it's no use worrying about what's already decided!" Shuichi shouted as he twirled in excitement, "I feel so full of energy! Now, stop standing around and sighing! Let's practice now!"

Suguru twitched.

Draco winced.

He cringed as his neck cried in agony and his back croaked in pain and he couldn't blame them. After all, spending the sitting with the top half of his body sprawled partly across his wooden desk and the other part pressed against his keyboard was not the ideal position for sleeping.

Draco sighed.

Lifting himself slowly from the desk, he glanced around the room before sighing once more. His week had been hell and he still hadn't gone home yet. Instead he had found himself working almost to the next dawn before collapsing on the couch, finally allowing himself to slip into oblivion. An oblivion that was blissfully free of dreams and, more importantly, his nightmares. And all thanks working himself past the point of exhaustion. Out of reach of his nightmares and of Hermione. Bliss.

He didn't want to remember the fighting. He didn't want to think of the arguments to come. He didn't want to think about how his life had taken a sharp 180 degreeturn that had left him desperately trying to keep it from spinning out of control. Why was this happening? Harry had been so happy back then, even with the constant threat of Voldemort hanging over his shoulder while Hermione had such a deep resentment for him he thought he did not have a chance. Then he died and Harry fell to pieces yet at the same time, Hermione agreed to marry him. Now when Shuichi had pulled Evan from the sands of depression that he was afraid his best friend was going to sink into, his own life was shattering before him. Why was this happening? Why couldn't they both be happy? Did he have to sacrifice his own happiness to ensure that of his friends? Or maybe fate just enjoyed toying with him…

Well, whatever the reason, it was time he made a change in his schedule. Back groaning in protest, he stood up to get some breakfast before tackling the day before him. As much as he wished to, he knew he couldn't avoid Hermione forever. They were married, after all and he did love her.

Just not her nagging.

Draco sighed.

That night Hiro and Shuichi quietly walked home along the road where Shuichi first met Evan.

"Okay, what's wrong," Hiro said suddenly breaking the unnerving silence that had settled between them. Usually the pink-haired individual would be blathering on and on about Evan.

"Well Hiro, to tell you the truth, I'm not sure. It's been my dream to become a professional and I think things are going well, but being on T.V. and having a live concert like this…" Shuichi trailed off uncertainly.

"Yes…?"

"And things with Evan are going well too. So I guess I'm just wondering why everything is going so well."

Hiro raised an eyebrow in question. "…You mean you're worried because you are too happy?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Hiro clobbered him.

"I'm going to kill you, you idiot."

"Well, lookie at what we have here, boys," called a voice from behind them. Hiro and Shuichi froze.

"Hello, little girly," came another voice.

"What!" a feminine voice snapped.

Glancing at each other briefly, the two moved towards the voices. There, in a space enclosed by the foliage, was a red haired girl probably their age surrounded by three of the ugliest brutes they had ever laid eyes on.

"Oh ho ho! The white chick has spunk!" laughed one of them, no doubt the leader if not the leader in size.

The girl just glared icily in response.

"I like," leered the third, this one sniffling ever so often.

If the situation weren't so serious, Hiro and Shuichi would have marveled at how much this scene seemed to resemble those in the movies. Instead, they silently moved forward to help, careful not to rustle the bushes.

"If you wish to leave this place with your bones intact, I suggest you leave right now," the girl sneered venomously.

The three looked at her in confusion, what the heck was the girl going on about?

"Anyway, boys, looks like we'll be having company tonight!" the leader said while he moved to grab her, the 'boys' faces lighting up with glee in reply.

The redhead sighed.

And punched the leader in the face.

Hiro and Shuichi stopped dead at the sickening crunch and watched in shock as the lump of lard plummeted to the ground with a resounding thump. Looks like we didn't need to help her after all, they both thought numbly.

The two other thugs also gaped soundlessly at the sight of the little girl knock out their boss with one shot but they quickly shook themselves out of their stupor, "You little bitch!" one of them screamed, lunging at the girl.

However he was too slow as the girl swiftly stepped out of his way, colliding her elbow with the back of his head before he could regain his balance and soon the man's face had an up close and personal meeting with the ground. The last man standing gaped once more and with last look at the redhead, he fled screaming "DEMON-WOMAN!" in terror.

The girl just shrugged in indifference and left, taking no notice of the two flabbergasted men hidden in the bushes.

"And where have you been?"

Draco had barely stepped through the doorway when the voice stopped him in his tracks. But the moment's hesitation was short as he regained his composure. After all, there was no reason for him to act that way; this was his house, his life. He was also the one in the right; there was no reason at all to be scared- no, apprehensive (he didn't doubt her nagging will kill him one day, but he'll be damned to let that happen today!).

"Out," he replied curtly, shutting the door softly behind him.

"Oh?" she said, quirking an eyebrow, watching him closely as he draped his coat on the coach, "It's been a week."

He made no comment, only sat down stiffly in chair opposite her, picking up the book he had been reading before.

"Out where, if I may ask?" she questioned when he failed to reply.

"At a friend's house," he answered gripping the book tightly between his fingers as he tried to read it. Tried to block out her voice.

She's barely said anything and I'm already getting a headache, he mentally sighed, I need a drink.

He glanced discretely at the liquor cabinet. He knew it was bad for him, which is why he had agreed to drink only at parties and even then, only in small portions. However, he also knew that if he didn't get a drink soon, he was likely to do something… drastic. So set down his unread book and stalked over to the liquor cabinet, ignoring the disapproving look Hermione sent him once she figured out where he was headed.

"Oh?" she said again, this in mock surprise, "And would that friend be Evan?"

He ignored her in favour of pouring himself a glass, knocking it back immediately before pouring another, And this one is to Shindou for achieving the impossible. For achieving where I failed. He thought with slight bitterness but finally with relief, For bringing back my best friend.

"Are you even listening to me!" Hermione screeched suddenly, making him flinch involuntarily, "Why don't you listen to me anymore! Why won't you help me! You've changed Draco, I don't know who you are anymore!"

What the hell! "Forgive me but you've completely lost me, no don't say anything!" Draco interjected with a raised hand when he saw her mouth open, no doubt to shout some more, "I have done nothing wrong! If fact, I should be the one asking the questions! Why can't you just Evan be! Why can't you let him heal and forgive you in his own time! Must you force him to do things he doesn't want to! Why can't you accept that what you have done to him is beyond forgiving from a single sorry! $#&! If anything, you are the one that's change! You can't seem to see reason anymore! NO, I don't want to hear it!" He finished, seeing Hermione ready to bite back again, he headed for the door. Anymore, and he'd do more than just hex her!

"Where are you going! Come back here right now! Do you hear me!" her jarring shrieks following him to the door. Pulling the door open as fast as he could without tearing it out of its hinges, he stepped out slamming the door closed. Bliss came in the form of vastly muffled shouts.

Draco sighed, Why was all of this happening?

The door slammed open and there in the settling dust stood a pink haired figure.

"Taidaima!" Shuichi shouted.

Evan looked up from his computer and smiled.

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