Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation

Chochowilliams, do me a favor and go read Abusive Heart: Enhanced . Then you won't be able to say you've never heard of Suguru and K being together XD I won't say which Chapter ^.^ It's to awesome to spill.

Moving on, I realized something. My muse is Flaming Hot Cheetos ." Not sure why, but if I don't have a bowl of them near me, my story sucks more than before. I really have to work hard to burn off the cals from those

Day Two:

Rolling over, Shuichi slowly opened his eyes. He was warm and comfy, and more than anything didn't want to move. He didn't remember going back to his bed last night, but he was sure he did. Lying on his back, he froze, seeing the blond haired prince next to him.

Shooting back, he fell out of the bed taking the blankets with him. Eiri sat up still half asleep, and looked at Shuichi with a confused look. "What…why am I in your bed?"

"You passed out in it, and I didn't feel like carrying you to your room. So I let you stay where you were," Eiri said as he lay back down. It was still too early for him to be awake.

Shuichi reached for his boxers, regretting what he did last night. Now his body hurt more than anything. "I'll be in my room," he said as he slipped into the undergarment.

"I will say this," Eiri talked to his pillow, "you were better than a few girls I have slept with." Shuichi smiled, silently sneaking from the room.

Happily he walked to his room, planning to take a long bath. He stopped however, when he saw the green haired teen sitting in the couch. "Can I help you," Shuichi asked.

Suguru looked up with red eyes. "Is Prince Eiri awake?"

"He said he was going back to sleep," Shuichi whispered.

"Then I'm just going to sit here…don't bother me," he said as he lay down on the leather couch. Shuichi sighed, and went to his room.

While he was getting dressed, he heard voices downstairs being loud. With only pajama pants on, he ran out of the room, past Suguru who was now asleep, and down the stairs.

Three guards were downstairs, looking out the door. "What's going on?" he asked, as the men turned.

"Just some riffraff," one of them said, turning to Shuichi.

"They need to quit down, Prince Eiri is still asleep and you can hear that even upstairs," Shuichi said, crossing his arms.

"Apologies sir, we will take care of it now," a second man said as they all stepped out.

Walking up the stairs, Shuichi was amazed with himself. He just called someone of the (possible) same class "that", and was referred to as "sir".

"Sir," one of the guards ran back in calling to Shuichi. Turning, he watched as the man approached him. "This is from the peasant. He said it belongs to the Prince." Shuichi took the envelope and nodded, as he proceeded upstairs.

Hiro slowly walked out of the palace grounds, an oncoming headache starting to take effect. His subconscious was finally at bay, after returning the money to Eiri…even if he had his own opinions about the guards. But now it was just the walk back to his home to study, since he had the day off.

Shuichi stepped upstairs, to see an also shirtless Eiri talking to the sleepy teen. "So you think it would be smart for you to sleep on my couch?"

Suguru looked down. "I just sat…"

"Brat, show Fujisaki here to an empty room," Eiri said as he began to walk away. "What is that?"

Shuichi blinked before remembering what was in his hands. "This was brought for you; it just arrived a minute ago." He handed it to Eiri who questionably opened it.

Confusion spread on Eiri's face as he looked at the money. It took a second, but he saw the note attached inside. Reading it quickly, he shook his head and closed it. "Here," he said, throwing it at Shuichi.

Catching the white envelope, Shuichi looked inside. "Three thousand…?"

"That's the money I left for your friend at the restaurant," Eiri said as he started making a cup of coffee.

Shuichi looked down at the ground. "I just called my best friend…" he fell to the ground, holding his knees. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

Suguru stood, looking down at Shuichi. "Show me to my room so I can rest," he ordered.

Shaking his head, Eiri grabbed an empty cup. "He only takes orders from me, and the fact you are related to Tohma won't get you anywhere here."

Ryuichi stared out his window overlooking the palace garden. That was the only plus of Tatsuha's floor; it had a perfect view of the garden.

The last night had been filled with one sided yelling. Ryuichi had locked himself in his bedroom refusing to come out, even as both Tatsuha and Tohma yelled at him.

Standing he grabbed a pillow and folded blanket. He knew exactly what to expect when he opened the door. Stepping out he looked to his left and shook his head.

There, sleeping against the wall was the prince that owned him. Carefully Ryuichi push Tatsuha over onto the pillow he had laid down, and spread the blanket over him. "Ryuichi…"

"Foolish child," Ryuichi mumbled as he stood. "At that, my heart was bought long ago…long before you bought my body."

Silently Ryuichi walked down the stairs, vanishing out into the sun light.

Claude climbed the stairs, leading to Eiri's landing.

"K," Suguru said from the doorway of the extra room. "What are you doing here?"

The American quickly looked through his file. "I'm looking for the boy Prince Eiri brought here."

"They left some time ago."

Claude nodded, noticing Suguru's eyes. "You've been crying?" The teen nodded, rubbing his eyes again. "Why? Did someone hurt you?" he asked, pulling a gun out.

"Yeah, my Cousin Tohma," Suguru mumbled.

Laughing, Claude put the gun away. "Sorry Suguru, but there is nothing I can do about that problem."

"K, can I give you a job to do without him knowing?" Claude nodded, pulling out pen and paper. "I want you to pull college registration papers for Hiroshi Nakano. I want to know when he starts medical school and how it's being paid for." Suguru leaned on the door frame. "I don't know how much you normally charge though."

Making sure he had everything, he placed the notepad back in his pocket. "For you," he said as he pointed at his cheek. Catching the hint, the teen sighed. He walked over to the adult American, and placed a kiss on his cheek. "I should be good for the next week now," he laughed again.

Suguru shook his head. "You are so strange K," Suguru said. Yawning, he began to walk back to his room, just to be pressed against the wall. "K…"

"I want you back, Suguru. I want to hold you again like I used to when you first came to Tohma…we had fun over that month," Claude whispered into the teens ear.

Trying to get away, Suguru could feel the blond pulsing. "Think about your wife and son…"

"I don't care about her. I'd leave her to be with you," he replied, kissing the teens neck.

"Please Claude; let me go…you're hurting me…" Claude stepped back, letting Suguru fall to the floor. "Claude, all we had was a fling and nothing more. I was fourteen and wanted a Father figure in my life. But we went too far."

Claude shook his head. "No I disagree. I love you Suguru, more than anything. I feel lonely when we are apart."

"I don't love you though!"

"You would choose a peasant in a dead end job than me?" Suguru stood, running to his temporary bedroom. "Wait, I'm sorry Suguru…"

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