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Shuichi knew he wasn't going to get any rest tonight unless he made love to a very hungry novelist. He had lost count on how many times he had to push his lover's hands away from his chest. It was already midnight and shuichi was getting sleepier and sleepier as the novelist tried to find a way to make him give in. This was the third night that shuichi had refused to do it with his lover. He didn't know why he refused him, he loved yuki but yet he just couldn't, not after what had happened with his parents.

"Shuichi...when will we ever get to do anything besides kiss?" Shuichi felt yuki's cold stare peircing his skin like it was a bunch of icicles that were hitting against a soft pillow.

"Not tonight....i...can't..." Tears swelled up in his eyes as he remembered the event that happened two nights ago.

"Don't tell me it still bothers you..." Shuichi could hear his lover's tone rising a bit.

"I'm sorry yuki...maybe another night" Shuichi closed his eyes and tried to get some sleep while he still could.

"If this goes on any longer i'm kicking you out....and this time i mean it" Shuichi didn't react at all.

'I can't believe i'm even a bother to yuki...' Shuichi just layed there and let the sound of passing cars enter his ears.



It wasn't surprising to find no yuki in the bed when morning came. Shuichi knew where he was, he just didn't feel like being hyper so early in the morning, it would mean being too bothersome to yuki and he didn't want yuki to hate him anymore than he already did. Shuichi just walked past his lover's typing area and went into the bathroom.

He brushed his teeth, brushed out any knotted hair on his head and went into the kitchen to get a quick snack. His face dropped when he found out that all his pocky had been put into the garbage. Now yuki was going too far, kicking him out was one thing but putting his favourite kind of snack in the garbage was a whole 'nother story.

Shuichi wanted to eat his pocky but since it was in the garbage he thought why bother crying over it if he didn't want to bother yuki so much? So he decided to skip breakfast all together and to just find some clothes and head on out to work. He was going to be late if he made breakfast and that would mean yuki would try to keep him home since he was late already.

"Bye yuki...." Yuki faintly heard it as he heard the door shut. He knew that unless there was something to make him his happy self again there was going to be no sex tonight.



Shuichi just walked through the studio door when a gun was pointed at his head out of the blue and with out warning. But shuichi didn't panic or tremble like he usually did. Instead he ignored the gun that was ready to fire and just walked over to an empty seat and put his stuff onto the chair.

"Why do you ignore my gun, this is the thing that could kill you in less than 3 seconds..." K., their manager looked at his gun and wondered if there was something wrong with it.

"I'm just not in the mood to play games" Shuichi couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth, all this because of his parents.

Hiro was trying to digest all that he heard that was coming from his hyper friend. This wasn't the shuichi he used to know, this was a completely new friend. Shuichi looked tired but yet ready to go at the same time. He had to give him credit for coming in to work even though he was tired.

They got on with work with out asking what was wrong since they all knew what shuichi was going to say. 'I'm fine you guys really i am' or 'what are you guys talking about?'. It would usually come out like that so they would wait for yuki to do something about it. It was always him that made the pink haired singer feel better again, so this wasn't a tough job for yuki right? Wrong! Even yuki couldn't make him happy again, he tried making him blush, he tried making him moan out his name but all attempts had failed miserably. Did this mean that yuki was losing his touch? Hiro hoped not and hoped that there was something that yuki would be able to do.