Chapter Three: Love at first sight?

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gravitation characters. They belong solely to Maki Murakami sensei. The character Rin Anazawa, is my own creation.

Authors Notes: I'm trying to make this chapter longer! I've had a lot of trouble with it, so I hope you like it.

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Hiro groaned aloud, thinking that if he had to hear Shuichi beg Rin to sneak off into one of the private rooms of the jet one more time, he'd scream. Suguru was lucky enough to be working on a new mix for an all English song. None of them knew what the lyric's would be, but seeing that Shuichi was acting like he hadn't had sex in five years, Fugisaki decided to get ahead on the arrangement. K was up front, in the cockpit, probably annoying the sanity away from the pilot and Sakano… who knows where he was. Probably worshipping at his secret Tohma Seguchi shrine. Hiro smirked at his last thought, someday he'd seriously say something about their producers overzealous dedication to NG's President.

"Oh Rin-kun!" Shuichi whined, his arms encircling both of Rin's legs. His position on the floor enabling him to successfully pin his lover to his seat. (A/N: Think of what little children do to their mothers.) "Please! Please!" His violet eyes gazed up into Rin's blue ones, wide and wet with tears. Rin smiled and placed a hand on the top of the singers head.

"Look Shu-kun, I promise that if you behave for the rest of the trip and at the Manhattan NG Studios, I can cook up a present for you, okay?" A soft chuckle slipped past his lips as Shuichi immediately removed himself from his legs and plopped down on the seat next to him. Rin caught Hiro's eye and winked at the slightly older man. The two had had long talks when him and Shuichi had gotten together on how to handle the almost childlike star.

"So, Rin," Hiro began idly, trying to think of a subject to distract Shuichi. "What's it like going home after three years in Japan?"

"Kind of weird.," Rin shrugged his shoulders slightly, "I've gotten really used to the Japanese culture and the language. I still remember English of course, but it still seems weird to need to speak it again."

K had taken advantage of Rin's proficiency with the language and had forced him on gunpoint to try and teach Fugisaki, Hiro and Shuichi. Hiro and Fugisaki had quickly picked up the meanings of a few words. Shuichi had too, but not the most appropriate of words.

"Learning English is fun Rin! While we wait to get to the airport, teach us more." Shuichi grinned and in his chibi way, clung to Rin's arm, who sweat dropped. Shuichi wanted to learn more naughty words….

"When we get to the hotel Shu-kun." He murmured, remembering the other night. Shuichi could get him going normally, but hearing him spouting out those… phrases in English had driven him past sanity.

Shuichi looked at Rin with large tearful eyes. The silver haired man blinked at his lover in a slightly annoyed fashion. "Do you have any shame?" He rose a brow as Shuichi shook his head happily. To everyone, but Shuichi's, relief and happiness, the pilot came on the speakers announcing that they were landing.

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And two hours later, Bad Luck, Manager, and Producer were piled into a limo and on their way to NG Studios. Rin had been picked up by his parents, who nearly died of shock when Shuichi kissed him goodbye. Once the sedative that was Rin left, Shuichi was bouncing off the walls in excitement. He had the intense need to sing at the moment, to sing in a recording studio to be exact. Fugisaki and Hiro were less excited by the situations approaching them. It wasn't uncommon for singers and bands from different countries to try and make it in America. Bad thing was that a fair amount didn't make it. True, Shuichi could easily diminish all traces of his accent with a bit of training… but would Americans like their songs? Their beats? Their lyrics?

"Count on your sex appeal." K cut into the serious thoughts of the two like a mind reader. All three band members turned their gaze to K.

"Ryuichi Sakuma has tons of talent. But in this country, sex sells. An album cover of him in a suggestive pose and the CD's sold millions. Hiroshi, you and Fugisaki are straight, single, and quite rich from your Japan sales. You'll be a huge hit on stage and off with the ladies. As for you Shuichi. You kept your preferences and your relationship with Rin Anazawa low key until you hit platinum status. Don't change that. It was a good idea. What I'm trying to say is, remember how well you sold in Japan. America isn't that much different." K grinner at his charges before turning his attention to polishing his gun.

"Our K, gives us a serious pep talk… then cleans off his killing machine." Fugisaki muttered, turning his attention to the T.V. which pouted out foreign nonsense in a foreign tongue. Hiro and Shuichi nodded in agreement and tried to make sense off of this odd game show called 'The Price is Right.'

"W-why are they spinning a big wheel K?" Shuichi asked in a fearful tone.

"To get money."

"Why would they spin a big wheel?" Hiro arched a brow slightly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"It's the trademark of the show. It's been around a long time." K responded arching a brow of his own.

The three went back to watching the show. The contestants bidding on the prize to go on stage issued another volley of questions.

"Do they need to pay that money?" Shuichi asked in a puzzled fashion.

"No. They're guessing how much it costs." K's eyes began to narrow.

"Why?" Shuichi tilted his head in a childlike manner.

"To get on stage."

"Why?"

K went silent for several minutes before he aimed his .44 magnum at Shuichi's head. The singer gulped and went quiet for the rest of the ride.

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The Japanese Band Bad Luck definitely had a different look to it. They seemed to have no law to the chaos of their different dress tastes. Eiri's narrow gold eye's swept over the leader of the group as he was introducing himself.

"I am Eiri Uesugi. I'll be your writer." He matched Shuichi's proper Japanese bow for one of his own. The American writer then turned his attention to the supporting members. Eiri made a mental note that they appeared much more intelligent then this 'Shindou.'

"Now, why don't we get started?" Sakano piped in, leading the group to a fairly long business table. Hiro, Fugisaki, Eiri, and K all immediately went toward the table to sit. Shuichi on the other hand was to busy staring at Eiri to notice anything else. Hiro and Fugisaki exchanged worried looks and in true K mannerism, K threatened Shuichi at gun point to sit down.

"Well," Sakano began, adjusting his glasses. "I'm sure Shacho Seguchi has told you of our plans to keep the songs we already have the same…."

Shuichi's mind floated elsewhere after that sentence, his thoughts centering on a certain writer. The golden hair seemed to soft and looked like spun gold. His facial structure and slant of the eyes hinted at a Japanese background but the magnificence of his coloring spoke otherwise. Slightly pale skin, lion like golden eyes, and… his hair. This Eiri Uesugi was so tall as well. Shuichi always had wanted to feel secure in his lovers arms. True Rin showed love and caring, but he was quite short for a guy, shorter then him. True Rin was a pretty guy, a very attractive guy, but his looks were so feminine! He might not act girlish in anyway… but this guy…. He reeked with masculine charm and beauty. Shuichi sighed in a slightly dreamy fashion, his violet eyes now staring off at the nearest wall.

His band mates, also found their thoughts elsewhere. Theirs centering on their lead singer. It seemed that something serious was going to happen while they were in the states, this first meeting with this writer told them that.

"Look, Sakano, K, Uesugi-san, we're all really tired and can barely concentrate on what your babbling." Hiro cut in as Sakano was mid-sentence. Fugisaki took Hiro's lead and nodded.

"Yeah. Shindou-san has enough trouble concentrating. Jet lag isn't helping."

"Well." K muttered as he reached for his gun, but for some miraculous reason decided against threatening at gun point. "Well fine then. I'll call the hotel and make sure it's ready for your arrival." He got up from the table, grabbed his cell phone and left the room.

"Hmph. This meeting is postponed then? I guess I'll be seeing you in a week. I have things to do. You can try and think of what direction you want these lyrics to go in. You have two English speakers in your ranks. I'm sure you can have a rough translation for me." Eiri spoke in a very cold tone before standing up and leaving the room without looking back at anyone of them. Shuichi's eyes followed his departure and he pouted when he was out of sight. Once again the other two members exchanged looks.

"Lets get Rin and Shuichi on a sight seeing date. Get this Eiri Uesugi out of his head." Hiro muttered to Fugisaki, who nodded in pure agreement. Everyone on the Bad Luck team loved Rin. He was sweet, funny and gentle with Shuichi. He kept him pumped up for his job.

K glided back in the room with his gun in hand. "Time to go!" He said in a sing song voice, directing the four in the room like a military officer.

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Shuichi waved at Hiro and Fugisaki in a half asleep fashion. He put the key he had gotten from the front desk into the lock, unlocked the door and turned the knob. He was greeted by a man with silver hair flying into his arms.

"There you are!" Rin said cheerily, pulling his lover inside. "K called me. I called for dinner. It's your favorite American dish. Cheeseburgers. And after dinner I have the present for you." His blue eyes were sparkling. He was in a extremely good mood, due to the fact his parents had accepted his relationship with the Japanese pop star.

Shuichi looked at Rin in a slightly annoyed fashion. This wasn't the man he wanted tonight. He wasn't the golden haired, golden eyed man who was no plaguing his fantasy's. Shuichi frowned at Rin and brushed past him, walking into the bedroom. "I'm not hungry. I'm tired and just want to sleep. Leave me alone." The door slammed behind the singer.

Rin's blue eyes widened and immediately started to get wet with tears. He fell into the nearest chair, staring at that door in pure melancholy. "Shu-kun…? What did I do?"

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Authors Corner

Wow guys. I'm really sorry about the wait. I had a terribly rough time on this chapter, I kept getting writers block. It didn't help that I knew that I needed to make it long, without going into another chapters plans. Arg! Think of this as an Easter present! I hope you like this chapter. Oh, and that part with The Price is Right was meant as comedy relief. Seeing this story, if my plans go… er… well as planned, then this story is going to get quite melancholy. As you can see. For Shuichi to get Eiri, Rin will suffer. Choose dear readers, will you make Rin cry? Mwaha. Also, thanks for all the reviews. They were invaluable support when I was trying to write this chapter. I'll try and be more speedy with the next! And as a side note, Yes I do have a reason for why Eiri allowed Yuki to rape him. Actually if you look through the manga, or rewatch the anime... you might be able to figure out what I tweaked out... a tiny little detail that changes a lot of things.