OKAY! FINALLY GOT THE LAST CHAPTER UP. I'M A BUM. Hope you love it. Sorry for not getting it done. I'm a bum. Took three friggin' years, and it was half done probably the week after the last update, BUT HEY I FINISHED RIGHT? I'm a bum. JEEZ I LAST WORKED ON THIS IN MIDDLE SCHOOL, I'VE GROW SO WEIRD- I MEAN MUCH! Not really, i'm still the same stupid emotionally crapped out kid writing fanfictions instead of letting my frustrations out through crying, eating disorders, sexual promiscuity, or violence; BUT HEY! I ENJOY IT EVEN MORE AND IT'S A HELL OF A LOT BETTER! Sorry for ending so abrupt, but it's a longer chapter. Please check out my other stories. If you see any old imcompletes, just message I may let you have it. I'm currently only active on one story, Like A Beacon For Trouble, a SuperWolf clusterfck of awesome. Working on double digits for that one. I need more reviews on it anyway.

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The evening conversation had gotten much less… deadly since Akihiko's talk with Eiri. The group had actually had some pleasant conversation with spots of silence. And the two ukes had actually had a few laughs at inside jokes and reminiscent comments. The group had just finished with dessert and was getting up to leave.

"Well, although I hate to say it, this was a pretty nice night." Eiri said, a smile pushing at his lips, invisible to the naked eye.

"See, Yuki! I told you it'd be fun!" Shuichi grinned, hugging the older man's arm.

"Don't push it, brat…. Misaki, it was nice meeting someone in Shuichi's family who isn't a complete spaz." The blond shook the boy's hand. Misaki smiled with a blush. He wanted to say "It's nice meeting a friend of Usagi-san's that doesn't scare the living hell out of me," but didn't.

"It's probably just nice for him meeting a friend of mine that doesn't scare the hell out of him." Usagi laughed. Misaki went pale. Was there nothing he could hide?

"U-Usagi-san!" Misaki whined in a whisper.

"Well, it was nice seeing you, Eiri. Say hello to Tohma and Mika for me. Shuichi, Peace and long life." Akihiko shaped his hand into a V. Shuichi smiled and did the same.

"Live long and prosper, buddy!" The two laughed. Misaki shot them a confused look.

"They are Trekkies, kid. If you never heard of it, well, you probably had an easy time in high school."

"Hey! I had a perfectly fine time in high school!" The two 'Trekkies' pouted. Eiri rolled his eyes.

"I'm sure. Can this be over now? I have to finish some things at home…" Shuichi pouted and was about to voice his displeasure, but squeaked at a pinch to his back before smiling in understanding. Usagi smiled falsely.

"Yes, of course. We should be going as well." Eiri and Shuichi made their ways to leave, and Usagi guided Misaki to follow. Before they could exit, Shuichi, and surprisingly Eiri as well, pulled them back, away from the mostly glass doors.

"Oh, god no." Shuichi whined, morosely. Eiri's face gave the impression that Shuichi wasn't just overreacting, like he often did. No, he had a heavy and distinct grimace.

"Shit, really? Tonight of all nights..." Misaki gave a confused look. Oh no was right. There were at least a dozen reports and photographers outside of the restaurant. Most of the journalists were arguing while their camera men and women got shots of their cars. And then there were a few photographers that looked like freelancers, or paparazzi. He pulled back and turned to Akihiko.

"Media." He said to fill the man in, before realizing he was taller so he probably saw them. "How did they find out we were here?"

"The jerks probably followed us..." Shuichi grumbled. Akihiko gave a scoff.

"The diner might have called them for publicity."

"Or, somebody noticed a red corvette and a black town car sitting in front of a diner." Akihiko and Shuichi both huffed and Eiri rolled his eyes. "Idiots."

"Well, it's a bother, but why are we hiding? Why not just leave?"

"Well, A- we're double dating. I don't really want that going public. B- I haven't seen anything about the two of you being public in the tabloids. C- I think getting swarmed is the last thing any of us want." Akihiko glared slightly.

"Just because no one has written about us, doesn't mean we're hiding anything. But this would be a terrible way to end the night..." Shuichi shrugged and sighed.

"We could head out first. Get their attention off you guys. You stay here for a bit, until they buzz-" A loud whoop-whoop echoed outside as blue and red shone out on the street, and yelling could be heard.

"Come on! All of ya, stinkin' vultures! You're disturbing the peace! If you don't get out of here, I'll place all of you under arrest! HEY! ONE MORE FLASH AND YOU'RE TAKING A RIDE BUDDY." Eiri couldn't help peaking out when Misaki and Shuichi did, but the door was opened almost immediately pushing him back from it.

"What would you boys do without us?" A hot redhead said chipperly, standing beside a blond man of similar height. Aikawa-san and Tohma. Eiri smiled and Misaki hugged Aikawa-san.

"Aikawa-san, you're a goddess! A saint!" She hugged the boy back muttering something about signed mangas with a grin.

"All of you do get home. Shuichi needs his rest..." Tohma said, showing the results of a long day on his face like it was the Mona Lisa.

"And YOU TWO have deadlines, especially you." She gave Eiri poked. "I still want that manuscript by Monday!"

"So you're the new editor that's been riding my ass to get a book done in a month?" Akihiko mouthed at him "Don't worry about it..." and then twirled his finger by his head. She hit him without looking behind her.

"That's me." She turned to Shuichi now. "Shuichi-kun, please make sure Eiri-san is relaxed..." She no abruptly turned back. "...but WORKING." Now she turned to Akihiko. "Akihiko, it's been a month since your deadline. Get it in, or I'll start taking toes." The woman said full of malice. With a cheery smile the scary woman left, followed by Tohma. When the boys got home all anyone wanted to do was sleep.

So they did just that, each author holding their uke through the night.