A/N: I am so sorry. It's been over two months and I haven't reviewed. (this is also the second time I've typed this... damned computer) I'm also sorry it's so short, but hopefully we'll have the 8th chapter up quicker than this one. That being said, I'd like to thank everyone for the reviews. Not to sound cliché, but it makes us really happy to see them. BTW: how do you think the story is going to go? We have it planned out, but we're just a bit curious to know what you think. And don't worry, the plot salad will be shaken up a bit after this chapter. (sorry for the inappropriate use of a horrible metaphor) ENJOY!

In Spite Of It All

If I Were Gay

"If I were gay, I would give you my heart

And if I were gay, you'd be my work of art

And if I were gay we would swim in romance

But I'm not gay, so get your hand out of my pants"

-If I Were Gay, Stephen Lynch

The next day Shuichi came into the kitchen to find Ryuichi just about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Shuichi asked.

"I have to go to Kyoto for a few days," said Ryuichi.

"Oh, why?" questioned Shuichi.

"I have a private performance to do," Ryuichi said with a wink.

"A private performance! I'm so jealous!" yelled Shuichi. "What about Kazuya?" Shuichi asked with the innocence of a three-year-old. Kazuya was presently sleeping.

"He's going to stay here. I don't need a double for this gig," replied Ryuichi. He grinned at his ingenious plan.

Shuichi was just heading out the door when Kazuya woke up.

"Where are you going?" Kazuya mumbled as he rubbed sleep out of his eyes.

"To work. Some of us actually have proper jobs," Shuichi replied.

"I have a proper job… sometimes," Kazuya said sleepily as Shuichi shut the door behind him.

Shuichi bounded into the studio to find Hiro already set up.

"Hey!" Hiro called.

"Yo!" Shuichi replied. "Where's K?"

"Not here yet. I think he went to go talk to Tohma or something."

Shuichi's smile faltered slightly. "So, how come you're not at home? I thought Ayaka was pregnant?" asked Shuichi who was secretly hoping that his change in topic wasn't too obvious.

"Would be but I want to finish off the guitar tracks for the album before I take some time off of work."

Suguru nonchalantly strolled in the door just as that sentence ended. "Hey!" he called.

"Hi!" Shuichi and Hiro said in unison.

"Shall we get started?" Hiro asked.

"So, what's going on?" Tohma demanded.

K looked at Tohma. He seemed to be a little distressed. "Well, they're working on finishing up the rest of the album before talking a little time off," replied K.

"Has Shuichi moved into his own place?"

"Yeah, I think so. He hasn't really said a lot but I believe Ryuichi and Kazuya are there too," said K.

"Okay, you can go now," Tohma said with a devious smile. "Make sure they get this album done."

When Shuichi was finally done he decided to go to the super market. As he walked by an electronics store he saw a group of girls gathered around watching his latest interview. They were all squealing and giggling. No wonder I'm gay, he thought to himself. He couldn't thank the gods enough for sunglasses and hats.

Shuichi picked up some microwave dinners quickly and headed home. He couldn't wait for his first day home alone with Kazuya. When he arrived he found Kazuya in the kitchen.

"Hey, what's up?" Shuichi asked.

"Huh? Oh, hey! I'm just cooking dinner," said Kazuya brightly.

"Oh, well, then I'll just put this stuff in the freezer and help you out," offered Shuichi as he got some vegetables and started cutting. "I didn't know you could cook."

"I actually just pretend I can. I'm really quite bad at it," Kazuya replied.

"You can't be worse than me. I was on this TV show once…" Shuichi's voice kind of trailed off after that.

"Oh yeah, me and Ryuichi watched that one together. I think we have it on tape. That was priceless!" Kazuya was laughing pretty hard at the memory. Shuichi, on the other hand, was busy trying not to be mortified. And also, trying not to think about Yuki, which was surprisingly easy.

Kazuya was stirring a… well, something, in a sauce pan that didn't look exactly like the picture. It did look eatable though, considering it wasn't on fire… yet. Knock on wood, he thought to himself.

Shuichi was absent-mindedly cutting up some carrots and nicked his finger. "Ouch!"

"What happened?"

"I cut my finger! Gah! It's bleeding! AH! I need a band-aid!" screamed Shuichi.

"Come here," called Kazuya. He turned his back to the counter and examined Shuichi's finger. "It should be okay, it's not very deep."

"Yeah, but it huuurts," whined Shuichi.

Kazuya sighed, "Would you like me to kiss it better?"

"Yes," said Shuichi in a quiet, juvenile voice.

Kazuya brought Shuichi's finger up to his mouth and kissed it. Shuichi took this chance to look Kazuya directly in the eyes. Kazuya stared back at him. Shuichi pulled his finger away as if it burned and then grabbed the back of Kazuya's head and pulled him into a kiss.

The kiss lasted about thirty seconds, but it seemed as though it lasted hours; days even. Shuichi was in heaven, so he ventured a little further and slipped his tongue gently into Kazuya's mouth. He didn't ever imagine being able to pull this off. Not in a million years, so he cherished it.

Shuichi pulled away gently and gazed at Kazuya. Kazuya on the other hand, looked away.

"I'm not gay," he said quietly and turned back to his cooking.

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