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All this for a random little idea I got! I'm glad it came to me :)

I hope you all enjoy this fic for however long it lasts!

I WILL finish it, though I do not know how many chapters long it will be.

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It had been an hour since the movie had ended.

ONLY an hour...

For Hiro, it felt like had been so very long ago.

Shuichi had NOT stopped rambling the entire time. Not even for a breather. Of all theories Shuichi had thunk up in the past, this was the worse, Hiro had to admit.

"Hiro! You're not listening!" He complained.

Rather loudly.

In Hiro's face...

"Sorry Shuichi..." he sighed.

Shuichi eyed him warily, but continued all the same.

"As I was saying, I need to think of Yuki's condition over my own wants and needs! No more throwing myself at him when he's not prepared! And I promise to NEVER yell at him for his all nighter writing sprees...I never knew that he just really couldn't sleep... I should have seen the signs...he could do it for days straight... All this time he was fake sleeping, just because of me...Oh!" Hiro jumped as Shuichi gasped and stared wise eyed at the pink singer. "Well, at least I know why Yuki never stays in bed after we-"

"Don't need to know!" Hiro shouted, covering his ears.

Shuichi laughed nervously as he blushed.

"Sorry Hiro..." he murmured, finally sitting down. "What do I do Hiro? I can't just tell Yuki that I know his secret...I couldn't bare it if he left me. I'd...jump off a cliff or something..." he sniffled.

Hiro eyed his friend and sighed.

"Look Shu... you obviously don't believe a damn word I'm saying.." Shuichi frowned at this, " so all that you CAN do is go home, relax, live in this weird fantasy world you've cooked up, and wait for Mr. Yuki to come back from 'hunting'. Then HE can deal with you and sort this stuff out for you." he grumbled.

Shuichi only gasped.

"You think he'd hunting now too Hiro! I thought so too!" At least he'll be nice and refreshed once he comes back!" Shuichi leapt into the air in joy.

And this was when Hiro had, had enough.

At nearly midnight, Hiroshi Nakano, kicked Shuichi out of his apartment.

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Shuichi grumbled to himself as he walked the decent distance back home, where he'd inevitably find the house empty and lonely. Hiro had never kicked him out before... but he clearly didn't understand the problem at hand. Yuki was a vampire... that much was clear to him now. He should have seen the signs earlier... Yuki had always been so perfect...so mysterious...so cold... He'd tried to push him away countless times, but he'd never faltered, and thus Yuki stayed with him.

Hell, Yuki had even coughed up blood at one point...

Shuichi now pegged it as an accident...Yuki had probably over indulged himself to lessen his cravings, to protect him...it had probably made him sick to have so much sloshing around in him, and he couldn't imagine blood, booze, and strawberries went to well together in the stomach...

All this was probably why Tohma was so dead set on breaking Yuki and him up...As Yuki's vampire creator, he'd be worried about him, and feel it his duty to remove all sources of pain..

It was only now that Shuichi realized how much danger he'd been in from Tohma all this time...

He shuddered violently at this thought.

He was pretty sure Tohma had to be one of THEM... those who drank human blood...he had to wear contacts...he always had thought his eyes were far too blue...

Shuichi now wondered how many of those around him were truly vampires... he'd now have to watch everyone and everything closely from now on...

In fact, walking home alone so late at night with little to no one around suddenly didn't seem like the greatest idea, so his quickened his pace.

Screw it...

He flat our ran the entire way home in a panic.

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Shuichi dove into the house, locking the door behind him. He gave a great sigh of relief for having made it home alright, and he kicked off his sneakers before making a beeline for the bedroom.

In all honesty, he was absolutely exhausted. Running the whole way back had taken up the remainder of the day's energy, and he was quite bluntly, spent.

He ditched his clothes along the way...he'd pick them up off the floor in the morning...

He slid open the closet doors and pulled out one of Yuki's black dress shirts, sliding it over his head. He unbuttoned the top few buttons for comfort, and made his way to the bed. The shirt reached mid thigh on his smaller frame.

Yuki would be pissed if he'd known he wore his things while he was away, but he could never quite help himself. Despite dry-cleaning, the shirts still smelled of Yuki...and this was what got Shuichi to quickly slide off into slumber, despite his rampant thoughts of vampires...

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Well, there we go! Chapter 3 is at its close!

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