Mizu: Gah! Cruddy little chapter. That's all I've got to say. Mainly a filler chapter for the purpose of shifting the focus more towards the Junjou Romantica side of it all. Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica nor Gravitation. If I did, Takahiro's name wouldn't be so close to his last name. I hate having to write it out. I noticed that I switch his first and last name around and had to go back to make sure that I didn't do it anywhere else...

Just Coincidence:

Chapter Eight- He will…

"Sir, you can't go in there while the doctors are in surgery!" a nurse shouted for the nth time as Yuki tried to force his way into where his Shuichi laid.

"Shut up!" Yuki snapped.

"Stop him!" the nurse pleaded, trying to drag the man back to his seat herself.

Hiro and K rushed forward, locking their arms around the writer's body, and struggled to drag the blonde man away from the dreaded doors. The party of four had been waiting in the waiting room for the past four hours, praying that Shuichi hadn't lost too much blood. Tohma had had the presence of mind to ask Seguru to go get them all something to eat so the pianist wouldn't have to sit through Yuki's constant ranting. It seemed like every five minutes, Yuki had talked himself into busting down the doors and rush to Shuichi so every five minutes, K and Hiro had to drag him back to his seat. It was actually starting to get quite old.

"Let me go, dammit!" Yuki shouted, trying to punch the manager.

"We can't let you go in there, Yuki-san!" Hiro pleaded, "You could hinder Shuichi's health if you do!"

"What do you expect me to do! Wait around until some idiot of a doctor comes out to say that he was too far gone!" Yuki yelled, struggling once again when he saw a few nurses coming out of doors, "Let go damn it!"

"Eiri, I know that you're worried about Shindou-kun but-" Tohma said, trying to calm his brother-in-law.

"Shut up!" Yuki yelled, swinging at the fellow blonde, "This is partially your fault too! I thought you had your best men out looking for him! Why wouldn't you look into where Aizawa took up residence!"

"I didn't think-" Tohma started to whimper.

"Exactly! You didn't think!" Yuki growled.

"That's enough!" Usagi-san's voice boomed from one of the outside doors, "Yuki, shut your bloody mouth and sit down!"

"Like you can talk!" Yuki shouted, "I don't want to hear that from you! You'd be doing the same thing if this was your brat and not mine!"

"Probably so," Usagi-san nodded, "But it's not and I have Shuichi to thank for that."

"Sh-Shuichi…" Misaki whimpered from beside Usagi-san, causing everyone to become silent.

"I thought that Takahashi-kun was being looked over by a doctor on the other side," Tohma stated as the other writer slowly led his lover to a chair.

"He was," Nowaki said, slowly walking into the tense atmosphere, "The doctor said that he was well enough to go home so long as he came back for a psychological assessment in the next week. He was worried about Shindou-kun though so we brought him here."

"Any news?" Usagi-san asked, "Other than this idiot only now realizing how much that little idiot means to him."

"You got something to say to me!" Yuki snapped at the fellow writer.

"Yes, actually, I do," the said writer smirked, "I blame you for all of this."

"Me?" Yuki gaped.

"Of course. You were the one that drove Shuichi to constantly trying to prove himself just so he could receive a little of your love," the Usami growled, "You're the one that made him start to remember Kiyomi and all the pain he had in his heart because he blamed himself for her death."

"You're wrong," Misaki whispered, clutching to his Usagi-san like he'd disappear if he didn't.

"Huh?" everyone gaped.

"Shuichi doesn't blame himself," Misaki said again, "He loved her yes but…I don't think he felt any sort of pain when she died. Whenever he talks about her, his voice is strained with hidden anger or something."

"Y-you're hearing things, Misaki," Usagi-san chuckled lightly, pulling his lover closer.

"No…I'm not," Misaki shook his head slowly.

"Come to think about, Shuichi did start to scream at us about how Kiyomi was the one that wanted him to fight," Hiro thought out loud, "I guess it's possible."

"Excuse me," a timid voiced nurse said from behind them.

"How is he?" almost everyone shouted, Yuki and Hiro grasping at the poor women's arms.

"Wh-Which one of you is his closest relative?" the nurse stuttered.

"That would be me," Usagi-san said, raising his hand a bit.

"Can you tell me if Shindou-kun has any allergies?" the nurse asked.

"Not that I know of, why?" Usagi-san questioned, slowly becoming nervous. "Well, the surgery was a success but…" the nurse trailed off as she caught a glimpse of the relief that washed over Yuki's face.

"But?" everyone urged.

"He hasn't awoken yet," the nurse finally said, "We're afraid that he might be having an allergic reaction to the anesthetic."

"…what?" every gaped.

"What do you mean, allergic reaction?" Nowaki asked, "He couldn't have been out of surgery for more than fifteen minutes. That's too soon to see if he does have an allergic reaction to the anesthetic."

"That may be the case but if he had only been out of surgery for fifteen minutes," the nurse said, backing away from Yuki, "Shindou-kun has been out of surgery for at least an hour and a half."

"What?" Yuki and Hiro shouted, "Why didn't you come and tell us!"

"Because the doctor saw how distraught you all were and was afraid that you might do something to jeopardize his health. So he told everyone not to inform you all," the nurse sighed.

"So Shuichi isn't waking up?" Misaki asked, clinging to Usami's arm.

"That's right," the nurse nodded, "The only possible explanation to why as to why he won't wake up is that he might have slipped into a coma."

Yuki froze, "C-Coma?"

The nurse just nodded again, gesturing to the door, "I can let his relatives in to see him now."

"What about Misaki?" Usagi-san questioned, holding the brunette close to him, "Can he please come with me?"

"…I suppose that's alright," The nurse smiled gently, looking at Yuki, "Are you a cousin as well?"

"N-no…" Yuki mumbled.

"Then I can't let you come in," the nurse sighed.

"Wait!" Hiro and Tohma shouted, "Let him go in and see him!"

"Unless he's Shindou's relative or partner, I can't let him go in," the nurse said.

"He is!" Hiro and K exclaimed.

"He's what?" the nurse asked quickly.

"I-I'm his lover," Yuki admitted.

There was a momentary look of shock that flew across her face but it was gone nearly instantly, "Then you may come in to see him."

Yuki mouthed a silent thank you as he rushed through the opened doors followed by Usagi-san and Misaki. The nurse just yelled the room number to the three men before they rounded a corner. Sighing, the nurse trailed behind the group.

'I don't think the doctor was expecting this…' the nurse thought to herself.

"Shuichi!" Akihiko and Yuki shouted as soon as they were inside of the rock star's room.

The scene before them stole the breath out of the men's chests. There was their precious Shuichi, hooked up to a heart monitor as an IV was imbedded in his left arm. His breathing was still a little shallow as though he was still running from Taki. He was covered up to his chest with a clean white linen sheet, making every injury on his face stand out more than his pink hair. Yuki felt his mouth suddenly dry as his eyes locked on his lover's face. It looked, at least to Yuki, like he was in pain. Like he was about to cry about something.

Yuki slowly walked up to Shuichi's side, pulling up a chair. Completely forgetting about the stupid rabbit and his lover, Yuki sat down next to his brat, grabbing hold of his right hand. Bringing the limp limb up to his lips, the writer gently kissed the small hand, eyes never breaking contact with the boy's face. He had to admit that he was really hoping that Shuichi would wake up right then and there and put the unease in his heart to rest. Just like in his many romance novels.

"But this isn't a romance book," Yuki whispered, gently brushing a few locks of hair out of our rock star's eyes, "Cause if it was, none of this would have happened. I'd have rewritten the entire book if this was the outcome. I truly would, Shuichi…"

Akihiko just stood in the doorway with his Misaki, trying to quell the pure rage that was trying to flood his system. Yes, he was upset. Yes, he wanted to murder the fellow novelist. He had wanted nothing more than to do just that when he found out that his cousin was with the jerk. But he knew better. Akihiko sighed and pulled Misaki closer. He knew that no matter how much he hated the man for hurting his favorite relative, Shuichi loved him. He needed the idiot so much that Akihiko forced himself to stay calm around him. He forced himself not to lose his temper with the stubborn blonde. It was the least he could do for his precious little cousin.

"C-Can we go in, Usagi-san?" Misaki stuttered, looking up at his lover.

"Of course, Misaki," Usagi-san gently smiled.

Yuki never turned their way. He was too focused on the pinkette to care about anything else. Misaki smiled a little. Maybe Yuki wasn't the coldhearted person he was made out to be by everyone else. Just like Usagi-san. Everyone said that he always distanced himself from the world and acted so cold to it but Misaki never noticed it. Cause when he was with the writer, Misaki, for the first time in his life, felt like he had finally found his place in the world. Looking at the motionless body of his new friend, Misaki was positive that Shuichi felt the same when he was with Yuki.

"I just wanted to thank you, Shuichi," Misaki said, bowing next to the pinkette.

Yuki looked up and finally watched the other two men next to his lover.

"If you weren't there, I'd surely have died…I'd never get to see U-Usagi-san again," Misaki said, knowing that his Usagi-san was completely shocked to hear him say his name and not Takahiro's, "I can't tell you how grateful I am that you where there to save me. But please…wake up. I know that you miss your Yuki-san. I just know that you do. And look, Shuichi, he missed you too. He's sitting right here by your side, just waiting for you to wake up. So hurry and get up. We're all waiting for you."

With that said, Misaki walked out of the room, closely followed by his lover.

"Misaki," Usagi-san started to say when Misaki turned on a heel and kissed him passionately on the lips.

To say he was stunned would be the understatement of the year. The novelist slowly wrapped his arms around his lover's small waist, pulling him closer. There were several gasps and squeals from some of the nurses but neither paid them any mind. All they cared was the other person that they were pressed up against. Finally Misaki slowly pulled away from his lover, resting his head against his broad chest.

"You have no idea how scared I was in that damn room, Usagi-san," Misaki cried into his chest, "I was afraid that I'd never get to be with you again. That I'd never get to show you just how much I…I love you."

"Oi!" a doctor with blondish hair snapped at the couple, "I don't care about what you two do by yourselves, but do whatever that crud is outside of my hospital. Geez…"

"Nowaki!" Hiroki's voice sounded from the doors, running inside, "I just got your message! Did you guys actually find them?"

Nowaki just nodded, "They just went to go see Shindou-san."

"How's Takahashi-kun?" Hiroki gasped, rushing up to his lover's side.

"Physically, he's fine," Nowaki sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Other than a few rope burns on his wrist, he didn't have any injuries…"

"Unlike Shuichi," Hiro stated from his seat.

"H-How bad-" Hiroki stuttered.

"We nearly lost him," Hiro sighed, running his hand through his hair, "I forgot that you knew him."

"Of course I knew him!" Hiroki snapped, "He was the only family member that Akihiko could stand! He dragged me with him the day he went to check up on him. The same day we drove all over town changing his identity."

Hiroki collapsed in the seat next to his lover, "But I never thought that when I met up with the brat again, it would be like this…"

"I didn't either," Akihiko's voice sounded as he and Misaki walked back into the waiting room.

"You're back already?" Tohma questioned.

"Just figured that that fucking idiot should have sometime alone with Shuichi," Akihiko shrugged, "Also, Misaki wants to go home."

"Usagi-san," Misaki whined, gently hitting his chest.

"I'm glad to see that you're safe," Hiro stated, smiling gently.

"Thanks," Misaki smiled gently, directing it down to the ground until he remembered something, "D-did anyone call my brother and tell him that you found us?"

"Misaki!" Takahiro's voice exclaimed, as if on cue.

"Nii-san!" Misaki chanted, face lighting up as his older brother ran up to him.

"Are you alright, Misaki?" Takahirogasped, pulling his beloved brother into a bone crushing hug.

"I-I'm fine, Nii-san!" Misaki lightly chuckled.

"You have know idea how worried I was about you!" Takahiro cried, burying his face in his brother's hair, "I thought that I was going to lose you."

"I told you though, I'm fine," Misaki stated, gently pulling away from his brother, "A little tired if anything but that's it."

"Thank goodness," Takahiro sighed in relief.

"Takahiro-san," Tohma spoke up, "I hope that you can forgive our party for all of this. If we had just been a little faster on meeting up with the two of them then this could have been avoided."

"You make it sound like it's Hiro's and my fault that Taki held such a strong grudge against the brat," K scoffed, almost pouting.

"That's quite alright," Takahiro stated, keeping his back to the group, "I don't blame you guys. I do however blame someone for this."

'Probably that Taki person,' Akihiko thought, reaching into his pockets for his cigarettes, 'Hopefully Misaki and I can leave soon so I can enjoy a smoke or something.'

"I blame that Shuichi kid," Takahiro spat.

Akihiko dropped is cigarettes and shot a shocked looked at his lover's older brother. He was clutching his kid brother's shoulder while Misaki's green eyes widened at the words he just said. All the others seemed to be just as shocked.

"Now, wait a second," Hiro spoke up, "Shuichi didn't do anything to hurt Misaki. In fact, he's the reason that Misaki didn't get hurt at all."

"It's true, Nii-san," Misaki stated, looking pleadingly towards his brother, "You have know idea what Shuichi did to keep me safe."

"I don't care. It's that brat's fault that that man was after him. And if what his manager said was true, he had the ability to kick the man's ass from the start but he didn't!" Takahiro snapped.

"We told you!" Hiro snapped, "Shuichi could never bring himself to do it! He's got such a horrid conscience that he's never been able to hurt anyone!"

"Even I can vouch for that idiot in pink!" Hiroki agreed, "Shuichi wouldn't have been able to fight for himself let alone someone else until he managed to work something out in his head."

"Yet he did beat that crap out of Taki, right?" Takahiro hissed, pulling Misaki closer, "After all those days, he just then decided to attack back."

"Who would be stupid enough to start a fight on a person's home turf? That's suicide!" K snapped, "Not even Shuichi is that dumb!"

"Shut up!" Takahiro shouted.

"Nii-san! You need to listen to them! Shuichi isn't to blame for this!" Misaki cried, trying to pull away from his brother, "He saved me! He made that Taki person swear that he would lay a finger on me in exchange for letting Taki rape him. Taki would bring other men in just to rape Shuichi but Shuichi never fought against them. Cause then Taki could hurt me and do the same to me! That's why he didn't fight back until we got out of that building!"

"Do you think I care!" Takahiro shouted, "If he could have fought, then he should have!"

"That's enough, Takahiro!" Akihiko bellowed, his dark aura suddenly filling the room, "You don't have the right to blame any of this on my cousin. He did everything in his power to keep your brother safe. Shuichi was ready to honestly give up his life if he needed to. Just so your brother would live to see us all again."

"What do you know? You've never had a brother to really care about! You probably wouldn't even care if Haruhiko disappeared!" Takahiro snapped at his best friend.

The sound of a hand slapping hard across a cheek suddenly filled the waiting room. Everyone's eyes widened in shock, but none more than Takahiro's.

"M-Misaki?" Takahiro stuttered, unable to believe that his little brother had slapped him with such extreme force.

Misaki stood with his hand still out in front of him, glaring through all of his tears at his older brother, "You need to shut up, Nii-san! You're the one that doesn't know anything! Why'd you have to bring in Haruhiko! What do you know of their relationship anyway!"

Misaki stomped over to his lover, grabbing his arm, and started to drag him towards the door.

"Wait! Misaki!" Takahiro exclaimed, "Where are you going! You're supposed to come home with me!"

"Says who!" Misaki snapped back, tears running freely down his face, "You wanna know something, Nii-san! Shuichi and I were trading stories while we were stuck in that horrid room. He told me that his younger sister once told him not to come home because she met his manager. When I thought about what I would do if you ever did something like that to me, Shuichi stood up for you. He said that you would only mean it jokingly then everything would be alright. And I believed him. I thought, 'Wow. He doesn't even know Nii-san but he just seems to know how he'd act.'

"But now I'm not so sure. You're acting like a child, Nii-san! You're afraid that something's going to happen if your not there now. Because of that, you're reaching out for something to grasp onto. If you don't, then you think that something terrible will come to pass. That's why you're blaming Shuichi!" Misaki took a deep breath as he stood next to the door with his back to his brother, "I think that it's sick for my big brother to do that! Now I can't believe that I let Shuichi stand up for you! You're nothing like what he said! You're just a huge jerk and an even bigger idiot!"

"M-Misaki…" he heard Takahiro whimpered, "wh-where are you going to go?"

"Where else!" Misaki snapped, pushing Usagi-san out the door, "I'm going home with Usagi-san!"

"H-Home?" Takahiro questioned, looking into Usagi's startled eyes.

"Yes! My home is with my lover, Usagi-san!" Misaki shouted, crying as he finally ran away from the building, dragging his Usagi-san all the way to his car.

"Misaki?" Usagi-san questioned as they pulled up to his apartment.

During the entire forty minute drive home, Misaki had only said one word to him. That word came the second they had gotten in the car. All he said to him was to drive. And he did. He drove all the way home, occasionally looking over to see Misaki staring out the window, tears no longer falling. It broke his heart to see his lover so distressed over everything that had happened. No matter how many times he ran through it in his head, though, Akihiko could not bring himself to believe what his small lover had said to his beloved big brother. The same brother that he swore Misaki worshipped.

"hm?" Misaki finally sounded, getting out of the car.

"…Is there anywhere you'd like to go to eat tonight?" Usagi-san said after hesitating for a second, "I'm sure that you don't want to cook."

"No. I want to cook," Misaki stated, walking into the building followed by Usagi-san.

"You sure?" Usagi-san questioned.

'He's acting a little like Shuichi did after he lost Kiyomi,' Usagi-san thought to himself.

"Of course I'm sure," Misaki chuckled lightly, "I don't want to do anything that I wouldn't normally do."

"What?" Usagi questioned.

"Everyone thinks that I'm gonna break at the simplest thing. Takahiro does too," Misaki stated, walking into their apartment and going straight to the kitchen, "But you won't. Because Usagi-san actually knows me. He'll know that if he starts treating me differently that it would make this worse on me. He'll keep attacking me everyday and letting me get flustered at him though he knows that I really don't feel that way."

Misaki turned around to smile warmly with a trace of sadness at his lover as more tears spilt from his eyes, "Usagi-san will keep telling me that he loves me everyday cause he knows that even if I pretend to fight it, he knows that I love it when he says it. He'll pester me to do the weirdest things then try to get me to repeat back those three small words. Usagi-san will go on and not finish his books on time just so he can bug me some more. He'll continue to buy the worthless stuff even though I yell at him. Then I'll just laugh at him and continue to love him."

"Misaki," Usagi-san breathed out.

"I'll continue to run into the house and yell out "I'm home!" everyday when I get home. I'll get to continue to make our meals and we'll get to eat them together. I'll be able to change Suzuki's ribbon everyday like I always do. I'll just do everything I always did and it'll be like this never happened," Misaki finished, tracing the counters with his fingers.

"Why are you saying all of this?" Usagi-san managed to ask.

"Because," Misaki took a deep breath, "That's what I started to think about while I was in that room with Shuichi. There was several times that when he was being raped, I would curl up in the corner and think about what I would do when we got out of there. At first I thought about how everyone would fuss over me and make me feel uncomfortable. Then I would see you and then everything would go back to normal. I would think of how you always whispered "I love you" while you touched me and it made me feel better for some reason."

Misaki looked up at his Usagi with teary eyes with a sad look, "Afterwards, I felt so horrible because Shuichi was going through all of that and I couldn't even keep myself focused on what was happening then. But almost every time unless it was really bad for Shuichi, I would go off into that world. The world where it was only you and me…I'm a bad person aren't I?"

"Of course not Misaki," Usagi-san said gently, wrapping his arms around his lover and holding him close, "There's nothing wrong with that. In fact, I'm sure Shuichi probably was grateful that you did."

"Why would he be?" Misaki whimpered.

"Because it meant that you were protecting your mind. I think that's what Shuichi would be most worried about," Usagi-san smiled gently before a saddening look appeared on his face, "As much as I hate to admit it, Shuichi's used to this kind of psychological destruction."

"It's not fair, is it, Usagi-san?" Misaki whispered, holding onto his lover tightly, "It's not fair how Shuichi has to go through all of this."

"No…it isn't but it is life," Usagi whispered, holding onto Misaki a little tighter, "…I was so afraid of losing you Misaki…"

"I know. I was afraid, too, Usagi-san," Misaki smiled gently as more tears flowed out of his eyes, "I was terrified of never seeing you again."

Misaki looked up into his love's deep violet eyes and did something that if it had happened a week earlier, Misaki would deny full heartedly. He kissed his love again, just like he had in the hospital. Only this time, there was nothing holding him back. He quickly wrapped his arms around Akihiko's neck, trying to pull him as close as possible. The student could feel his tears keep flowing out of his eyes but just didn't care anymore. The only thing that mattered was Usagi-san.

"Usagi-san," Misaki breathed out as they finally broke apart, "Make me forget it."

"H-Huh?" Usagi-san stuttered.

"Make me forget everything that's happened this passed week," Misaki nearly smirked.

Mizu: *hides in shame of lame chapter* waaah…

Misaki: *points at Mizu: Is she gonna be alright?

Usagi-san: So long as she doesn't forget the BL in the next chapter, then yes. She'll be just fine.

Misaki: Somehow that isn't too encouraging…I am curious about something though.

Usagi-san: and that is?

Misaki: Why she made Nii-san a big jerk!

Usagi-san: Ah, that. Well, she needed a reason to get you to come home with me so I guess she decided to make him go into OPB mode.

Misaki: OPB mode?

Usagi: Over-protective Brother mode.

Misaki: ah…

Usagi: Mizu would like you all to know that she really likes all reviews and suggestions.

Misaki: Oh yeah! Ciao for now!