Hey all! Thanks so much for the positive feedback on the first part! Keep in mind that this fic is a little AU, and it started when I didn’t know much, so that’s why certain things are a little off (like Shuuichi and Yuki not living together)...just go with it though eh? Um...well...enjoy this ok! As I write this intro, I donno where the fic is going...but lets find out ne? Since I now own the series, I think I’ll stick pretty well to minor details for this part...I think I’m also gonna add a little side story line in the story eventually...you’ll get 2 fics for the price of one! lol...well, they’ll intertwine eventually...Oh yeah...if you’d care to beta read for me, IM me at ChronoNikki and lemme know ~.^ On to the fic!!

~CHAPTER 2~

Shuuichi woke up dazed and confused. First of all, he wondered how the hell he ended up on the couch. And second, why was he not wearing anything??

Then it all hit him like a ton of bricks...he had slept with Hiro. He glanced around the apartment, but found it was empty...all he found was a crushed flower bouquet and his computer booted up. With a long sigh, Shuuichi raked his hand through his hair, thinking about what he had done...

He felt absolutely terrible. He’d tried to fight off Hiro as long as he could...but his body had given in to what Hiro was doing. *What would Yuki think...* Just then...Shuuichi realized that Yuki was supposed to take him out to lunch that day.

Glancing at the clock, he figured out it was quite passed the time Yuki was supposed to pick him up... *Did...Yuki find Hiro here?* Shuuichi’s eyes went wide, hoping on everything he had that Yuki just forgot, or something work related came up...

Tears started to stream down the singer’s face. He’d made a mistake that could cost him everything...and he knew that nothing would be the same between himself and Hiro again. Hiro had practically forced him into sex...although, Shuuichi hated to admit to himself, he himself was responsible partially as well.

With tears streaming down his face, Shuuichi curled himself into a ball on his couch, wishing he could crawl into a hole and stay there for the rest of the century....

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Hiro pulled his bike up outside of the home of Yuki Eiri. He knew this confrontation wasn’t gonna be pretty, but he completely blamed himself for everything that had happened. Hiro had no idea that Yuki and Shuuichi were that involved...he had always thought it was more of a casual relationship.

Hiro hated himself for what he did to his best friend...he knew that Shuuichi lived and breathed Yuki, and after the night before he knew nothing he could say or do could change that. In the night, Shuuichi whimpered Yuki’s name in his sleep several times...and not once did he mention Hiro...even the night before, he could see distance in Shuuichi’s eyes, like he was only half paying attention to what the two of them were doing...

Sighing, Hiro walked up and rang the doorbell. He was determined to do something to fix everything that had gone wrong...

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“What the hell do you think you’re doing Tatsuha?!” Yuki was NOT in the mood for this...not one bit.

“Hey, I just wanna crash here for a little while! I’m about to go nuts at home, can’t you just let me stay here? I AM your brother you know...” Tatsuha flopped himself over on the couch, casually draping his arms around the back.

Yuki had stormed home after the run-in with Hiro, only to find his brother Tatsuha already inside and waiting on him. He didn’t want to be around anyone, he could hardly stand the thought at the moment, but here was his brother, deciding now, of all times, to move in for a while with him. Besides that, his mind had been wondering just how long whatever was going on between Shuuichi and Hiro had been going on...was he that blind? Had it been going on for that long under his nose?

“I’m telling you GO BACK HOME!” Yuki hissed, lighting a cigarette and gulping down the can of imported American beer he had grabbed from the fridge.

“Yuki I can’t go back, dammit! They kicked me out for a few weeks! Just PLEASE let me stay here! There’s no way in hell I’m gonna stay with Mika...I’m nervous about being around Seguchi-san while he’s working with Sak...”

“FINE! Just shut up and leave me alone for a while!” With that, Yuki was about to turn and leave, but the doorbell interrupted him. “What the hell is it now?!”

Fuming, Yuki walked to answer the door...finding the last person he wanted to see staring back in his face.

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After a good round of crying, Shuuichi decided to try and call Yuki. He wasn’t even sure if Yuki had even caught Hiro there...he might as well check, right?

Slowly, Shuuichi picked up the phone, dialing the numbers he knew so well...

“Moshi moshi?” The voice on the other end asked, too cheerful to be HIS Yuki...

“Erm...is...Yuki there?” Shuuichi asked timidly, wondering who he was talking to.

“Yeah, but he’s pissed, and besides he just ran to answer the door. Can I take a message?”

“H...hai... tell him Shuuichi wants him to call as soon as he can...and...may I ask who this is?”

“Ah, don’t you recognize my voice? I’m Tatsuha!” Shuuichi’s eyes opened wide. He remembered Yuki’s brother all too much...the same brother who’d tried to seduce him the last time they’d met.

“A...ah...gomen ne, Tatsuha-san...um...well...tell Yuki I called...Ja ne...” With that, Shuuichi hung up the phone, tears welling up in his eyes. Yuki was pissed? That must mean that he’d caught Hiro there...it was over for sure. The love of his life would leave him....

This day just got worse and worse...Shuuichi curled up on his bed under the covers and convinced himself he wouldn’t come out for another month.

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Sakano had turned into a tornado again. It was well past the scheduled practice time, and neither Shuuichi or Hiro were there. Suuguru sighed, leaning his cheek on his hand. “I knew this would happen...just calm down Sakano-san...we can do this tomorrow....”

K held a loaded gun on his shoulder, ready to shoot either of the two no-shows if they happened to enter the room.

Suuguru sighed. Was he the only normal one around the studio??

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Yuki scowled at the figure in front of him. He had the balls to come here after what Yuki had just seen? Yuki was about to slam the door shut in his face when Hiro yelled out. “Wait! I need to talk to you about what happened...will you just listen to me dammit?!”

Yuki rubbed his forehead. This was going to be a bad day through and through, wasn’t it. “I don’t have time to listen to you try and explain. Come back later if you feel you need to make up some lie. I’m pretty sure about what I saw, and that’s all I need to convince me....” With that, Yuki slammed the door in Hiro’s face, promptly storming his way back to his own room, past a very confused Tatsuha.

Tatsuha walked over to Yuki’s door, knocking lightly. “GO AWAY!” came the strained voice from inside. Was that crying he heard? No, his brother would never cry.

“Sheesh...I just wanted to let you know Shuuichi called while you were at the door. He sounded upset...wanted you to call him back.” Tatsuha walked into the kitchen, fixing himself a drink before sitting back on the couch. Just what WAS going on?

In his room, Yuki was doing something he hadn’t done in ages. He was actually sitting on his bed and crying. Deep inside, Yuki was hurt more than ever...he’d loved Shuuichi, he let him into his life as he had no other human ever...except...

No. Yuki wasn’t going to think about that now. That would only make matters worse. Yuki rolled over on his bed, wondering what on earth could have been driving Shuuichi to sleep with Hiro. Wasn’t Shuuichi constantly confessing his love to Yuki? Constantly hanging on his every movement?

*Where did I go wrong?* Yuki thought, wiping the tears from his face. With a long sigh, Yuki curled up under the covers, deciding a nap for now was the best option.

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Hiro walked into the studio, eyes never leaving the floor. Immediately K pointed a gun in his face, demanding at him in English why he was so late, and wanting to know where Shuuichi was. Eyes still fixed on the floor, Hiro spoke softly.

“Shuuichi most likely won’t be in today...and...I’ve decided to quit Bad Luck...I can’t do this anymore...don’t try and convince me otherwise. This is what I’ve chosen...” Hiro closed his eyes, preparing to be blasted away by the firearm stuck in his face. And frankly, he didn’t care. He’d pretty much fucked up his whole existence with that one night.

K clicked the safety off on the gun, glaring at the young guitarist. “You will not quit Bad Luck. You are an important part of this band’s success.”

“Then shoot me! Get it over with! Either way I’m not coming back to the band!” Rage in his eyes, Hiro walked out of the studio and hopped on his motorcycle, driving fast as he could back to his own apartment.

Suuguru sighed. And so the crazy dramatics continue. How’d he get thrown into this?

Sakano promptly fainted. K held a hand to his head, determined to find out the reason Hiro was leaving the band.

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Phone ringing. Shuuichi groggily awoke from his restless sleep to the sound of the phone beside him ringing. Praying it was Yuki, the pink haired singer picked it up, mumbling a dry moshi moshi into the phone.

“Alright, Shuuichi...” K. This was all Shuuichi needed at the moment. “Why the hell did Hiro just announce he was leaving Bad Luck? And where the HELL were you today?! We had a practice scheduled!!”

Shuuichi’s eyes shot open. Hiro...left? The band wouldn’t be the same without Hiro. Then again...Shuuichi didn’t know if he could, or wanted to, face Hiro after what had happened the night before.

“Shuuichi?!” K yelled, snapping Shuuichi out of his train of thought. “Gomen ne...I don’t know why Hiro left Bad Luck...and I didn’t come in today because I...I’m very sick. I won’t be able to practice for a while...” Shuuichi trailed off, tears again coming to his eyes. Everything in his life was now crashing down around him, and Shuuichi didn’t know how to handle it. Why the hell did he ever let Hiro go through with what he did?! Why was he so stupid?!

“Hmm...” K would have held the youth at gunpoint if not for the fact that holding someone at gunpoint over the phone doesn’t have quite the same effect as in front of the person.

Shuuichi hung up on K...he couldn’t talk anymore. Sitting up, he rubbed his face, sighing softly as he glanced around the room. He decided towards taking a shower...maybe that could clear his head a little bit.

Shuuichi dragged himself out of bed and got in the shower, the hot water scalding his skin. With a sigh, he closed his eyes...he wanted Yuki there with him...

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Five rings. Six rings. Shuuichi wasn’t answering the phone. Maybe Shuuichi didn’t really want to have anything to do with him anymore? The cheery voice on the answering machine message only made him hurt more. Would that cheery voice ever be only his again?

After the beep, he spoke. “Shuuichi...it’s me. Tatsuha said you’d called. Looks like I missed you. Call back or not, I don’t care. But I think you have some explaining to do. Ja.” Sighing, Yuki hung up the phone. This only made matters worse.

A knock came on the door of his room. “I got us some take-out! Want some?” Dammit, why did Tatsuha always have to interrupt him?

“No...I’m not hungry. I’ll eat later...leave it in the fridge for me.” Yuki lit a cigarette and stared outside...the steady rain was falling again. Only this time there wasn’t his lovely pink haired youth beside him to cheer his mood or for him to poke fun at. There was no one...

Yuki let his thoughts drift, wondering what things could have been like...and trying again to figure out where he’d gone wrong...

He didn’t know it could hurt this much...

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TO BE CONTINUED!!

 

Yeah, I know I left it on a sad note. It’ll get better, I swear! Anyway...review on how you liked this part...ou how I love to leave you all in suspense! *giggles and skips off into the distance* Arigatou gozaimashita for reading, minna! Review onegaishimasu!! ^^