Six years later...

"Syusuke, are you going to sleep any time soon?" Yumiko asked quietly.

Fuji glanced up from the TV and then shook his head. Yumiko nodded and then walked up the stairs to her room. Fuji focused back to the screen where the Mnet Asia Music Awards was being broadcasted live. Fuji smiled when the cameras focused on Genjirou who was seated next to Seungri of Big Bang.

"You've become even more handsome" Fuji whispered.

Genjirou had left six years ago and since then he had never come back. They had kept in contact but Fuji had decided to break their relationship off because of long distance. But that didn't mean that he had moved on. He still loved Genjirou with all of his heart and couldn't let go of the dark eyed singer. Fuji cuddled into Genjirou's old jacket that Genjirou had forgotten to take with him and watched the awards show.

Genjirou had changed rather drastically over the years. When he had debuted, he was the hot topic since he didn't look Asian and that had been his unique factor. After a year, his hair had been dyed black with blond highlights and his face had been changed into an edgier glare with eye makeup and fancy hairstyles. Now at age twenty four, his music career had taken off and he had found himself at the top of music charts all over Asia.

"And the nominees for Artist of the Year are..."

Fuji straightened and then watched greedily as Genjirou came up on the screen with his most recent music video. His fingers crossed as he prayed for Genjirou. It was rather unlikely that Genjirou would win since G Dragon was in the category along with Lee Seung Gi who was a famous singer and actor.

"The Artist of the Year is... Genjirou Steel!"

Fuji leaped into the air and then watched Genjirou stand up and walked up to the stage to accept the award. He nearly melted when he saw the handsome yet humble smile on Genjirou's face as he faced the audience. The cheers died down enough for him to speak.

"I really did not expect this to happen" Genjirou said with a laugh and the crowd cheered. Fuji smiled as Genjirou flushed from all the attention.

"I would like to thank my mentors, my seniors from Big Bang, my sisters from 2ne1 and of course President Yang for signing me into YG and opening so many doors for me. I'd like to thank my family that I'm sure are watching back home. I'd like to thank my special blue eyed angel who let go of me so I could succeed. I dedicate this award to my deceased mother and I'm sure she's watching down from heaven. Thank you all so much!"

The cheers erupted but Fuji seemed to have gone deaf. Genjirou had never mentioned a blue eyed angel in any of his award speeches. Fuji sat up and stared unblinkingly at Genjirou on the TV screen. Was Genjirou referring to him when talking about the blue eyed angel. Fuji would be the only person who had willingly let go so Genjirou could move up without any more problems bringing him down.

I let you go but I couldn't stop loving you.

"He won Artist of the Year. That is a very prestigious award. I'm so proud of him" Sanada Kazuki said with a large smile.

"It's wonderful to know that he's becoming a star like he always wanted" Mai, his wife, said while tying a tie around her husband's neck.

"I wish he could come back here. He's already debuted in China and the Philippines. It's only a matter of time before he reaches Japan. Genji still has most of the shares and ownership of the company" Kazuki said.

"We aren't the only ones who have grown old. You forget that there is still one more brother in this home who wants Genjirou to come home" Mai said.

"Grandfather is ill. No one knows how long he will be alive. Genji cannot stop Genjirou from meeting his own grandfather for the last time" Kazuki said.

"Genichirou will bring him back to us. I know he will. Before Grandfather's death" Mai said resolutely.

"I hope he comes back before it is too late" Kazuki said before hugging his wife tightly.

"Knock knock!"

Genichirou glanced up from his desk and then cracked a smile. Yukimura walked into the study, his footsteps muffled by his fluffy slippers and placed a cup of coffee on Genichirou's desk. Genichirou let Yukimura settled onto his lap and leaned his head against Yukimura's shoulder. Genichirou breathed in the soft sweet smell of Yukimura's body wash and then picked up the cup of coffee.

"Still studying?" Yukimura asked.

"You haven't dried your hair. You'll catch a cold" Sanada replied.

"I'll be fine. I just saw you studying and thought I should make you something before going to sleep"

"You didn't have to. I was finishing up anyway" Sanada said.

"Hmm" Yukimura sighed and then took a sip of his own coffee.

"Yukimura" Sanada spoke up.

"How many times have I told you to call me Seiichi?" Yukimura chuckled.

"I can't do that. You know that" Sanada replied. It's too intimate, Sanada looked up at Yukimura who was smiling.

"What did you want to tell me?" Yukimura asked.

"My father has asked me to go to an omiai" Sanada replied.

"An omiai? You're only twenty five and you're completing your teaching degree. There's still two years of teaching experience before you can actively teach in a school" Yukimura said.

"My father thinks it's a good idea since I have not introduced them to any girl since high school" Sanada replied.

"Genichirou, you are a handsome man and honourable. What woman would not want you?" Yukimura said.

"Go to sleep. I'll wash the cups" Sanada said brusquely.

Yukimura sensed that the topic was at an end and stood up. He walked out of the room and Sanada heard a door slam shut. He leaned back against the leather seat and closed his eyes. How long had it been since he had discovered his feelings for Yukimura? Three years? Four? Sanada didn't know. He knew he had immense respect and the utmost loyalty to Yukimura which had caused him to suggest that they share an apartment during their university years.

That loyalty had turned into love which had Sanada ultimately flustered. He knew very well that Yukimura had no interest in him and had not dated anyone since Genjirou had left for South Korea. Sanada had taken a seat and helped Yukimura through his heartbreak and pushed him back on his feet again. However, that didn't stop Sanada from falling in love with someone who would never feel the same as he did.

Their closeness posed a question but they always pushed it off to close friendship from a young age. Sanada looked down at his books and then closed them. Under the books was a picture of a beautiful young woman that his father had presented to him for the sake of the omiai. The girl's name was Kadokawa Kirimi. She had a beautiful smile and he could see that she was an innocent young girl.

He glanced down at his phone and sent a text to his father.

I'll meet Kadokawa-san. Please set the date- Genichirou.

Sanada Sasuke glanced up from his video game to his mother and father who were seated on the couch watching a movie. He snorted. It was more like his mother was watching the movie and his father was yawning every now and then. Sasuke fought the urge to complain as yet another romantic moment between the couple in the movie came up. He would have rather gone up to his room and talked to his friends but no his mother wanted to have family time.

Sasuke knew that his family was a good family. They were rich, honoured and had the biggest businesses in Japan. However, he knew that the family were not really happy. He had never really noticed it until he was ten. Whenever he would go to visit his grandparents or his great grandfather, they would act like they were deep in thought, only noticing him when he made a loud noise demanding attention.

Sometimes, his father would watch Korean music videos. Sasuke knew this by going through his father's history on the computer. He didn't know why his father would watch them but Sasuke found the music stupid and the video itself would be weird with colours and bad English. He had never asked about the videos or when his father would suddenly change the channel to a entertainment channel.

"Can I go upstairs now?" Sasuke whined.

"Go play on your computer" Genji said.

"Mine's broken" Sasuke pouted.

"Then use mine. Only half an hour" Genji replied.

Sasuke scrambled up and went up the stairs to his parent's room. His father's laptop was right there on the desk and he pressed the button to turn it on. He began browsing on the internet and then decided to go through his father's history again. This time he found a more recent youtube entry from last week. He clicked the link which took him to another Korean music video. This time the title was 'Please' by some artist called Steel.

The music video began with a man clad in black playing the piano. It was a slow song with a lot of acoustics and harmonising. He could hear the pure pain and sorrow in Steel's voice. Sasuke paused, turned on the captions and then replayed the video from the beginning. His eyes filled with tears as he realised what the lyrics were when translated.

"Please let me come home. I know I did wrong. I know I deserve this. Don't make go through his torture any longer. Please let me come home"

Sasuke sat back with wide eyes. The music video continued playing until the end. Steel sang quietly to himself before looking up from the piano and focused his large brown eyes at the camera making Sasuke gasp at the amount of sadness in those eyes. He couldn't help but feel that those eyes were so familiar. He glanced up at the mirror and then realised that those eyes were like a matching copy of his own. They were the same shape and colour.

He shut off the laptop and hurried into his room. He grabbed his own laptop that he had lied about being broken and began searching about Steel.

"You're still here?"

Genjirou glanced up at his manager Terry and smiled. Terry sat down next to the young singer and placed a hand on Genjirou's knee. Genjirou placed the acoustic guitar he had been playing on the couch and leaned back. It was already past midnight and he was exhausted from today's music video planning meetings. President Yang had been pushing for a debut in Japan but Genjirou had refused like always.

He was going to keep his end of the deal with his older brother. He was never going to set a foot in Japan ever again.

"You could try talking to your brother, you know" Terry said.

"I don't think he'll listen to anything I have to say" Genjirou replied.

"You're the only one who never takes vacations to visit family. The press might hear about this" Terry said.

"I don't really care. They know my only family was my mother and she's dead"

"But you don't even go to Japan to visit her grave. That does put you in a bad light"

"You think I don't want to visit my mother? You don't think I want to show her who I've grown up to be and how proud she would be? I can't go to Japan and I don't care if I don't see my family again. I just want to see my mother again" Tears began pouring out of Genjirou's eyes.

Terry wrapped his arms around the young man and let him cry. Genjirou sobbed into his manager's shirt like a child. There wasn't a day when he didn't remember his mother. He didn't blame her for bringing him to Japan but he ultimately hated what he had had to go through. He couldn't go back home to where his mother was. He had not realised how much he had wanted to go home until he had written the lyrics for his most recent song. All his feelings had poured out onto the paper and he couldn't reel in his emotions during the music video shoot.

"Come on, kid. Time to go home" Terry helped Genjirou up and led him out of the studio.

Genjirou lied down on the bed in his pyjamas and then glanced at the picture on his bedside table. Fuji smiled back at him from the photo frame and he kissed his palm before pressing it against the picture.

"I miss you Fuji"

Genjirou rolled over and fell asleep instantly

Here is the newest chapter of the new year. I hope you all had a great Christmas and a wonderful New Years. Review me your views on the newest chapter.

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