Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ Disappearing Act ❯ Chapter 7

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Disappearing Act

Disclaimer: I don't own these gorgeous boys; Murakami Maki-sensei does *sobs*

I make no money off this story, no matter how much I wish I could. So leave me alone and stop trying to mooch money, I don't have any!!

Additional Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Gackt (no matter how much I wish I did… *cough*) or his song Fragrance, that right belongs to Gakuto himself and whatever other license holders there may be.

Chapter Seven:

“Ohayo!” Shuuichi greeted loudly and brightly as he entered Bad Luck's studio within NG Records. A wide grin adorning his face, he was ready to get to work and began skipping and twirling around the room. “Okay, minna-san! Ganbatte! Your genius vocalist and lyricist, Shindou Shuuichi-sama, has Bad Luck's next hit ready to be written!! Let's work hard today!!”

Shuuichi grabbed the mic and struck a pose, ready to hear his comrades' praise to him, but his wide grin fell from his face when he received no reaction whatsoever. In fact, rather than the usual loud presence of K-san and Sakano-san, plus the often surprise arrival of Sakuma-san, the room this morning contained only his two other bandmates. And even at that, it was much less lively than Shuuichi would expect. Not that Fujisaki was ever very lively in Shuu's opinion, especially in comparison to the genki, pink-haired singer, but today in particular Fujisaki didn't seem into being there.

Actually, not into being there was only the tip of the iceberg for the prodigal teen keyboardist. Fujisaki was sprawled over his keys, eyes barely open, glazed over, dark and slightly baggy, and looking just a tinge green in the face. He hadn't even made his usual snide comment about Shuuichi saying “work hard”! In fact, he made no show of even having noticed Shuuichi's arrival.

Hiro sat on the couch, strumming a few chords here and there as he tuned his guitar. At Shuu's sudden silence, he looked up and greeted with a smile and a wave, “Oh, Shuuichi, ohayo. You seem to be in a good mood this morning.”

Shuuichi looked a little bewildered and nodded absentmindedly as he asked, “Where is everybody? And what's wrong with Fujisaki?”

Hiro looked over at the green-haired teen as a trail of drool escaped his slightly dropped open mouth onto the keyboard he was laying over. “Ah, he was like that when I got here. I think…” Hiro dragged out, making a drinking gesture and the subsequent hangover face impression. “…last night, you know… as for K-san and Sakano-san, they were called to Seguchi-san's office as soon as I came in this morning. They've been gone… almost an hour now I guess. You knew we were supposed to meet an hour earlier than usual today, didn't you? You're late.”

Shuuichi sweatdropped. “I am? Damn, I thought I actually made it on time today!”

Hiro chuckled, “Oh well, it seems you got a lucky break today anyway. We were supposed to come early to meet with Sakuma-san about a collaboration, but he's not in yet either. Hey, did I hear you say you have a new song for us already?”

Shuuichi's smile returned triumphantly, “Hai! Thought of it on my way here. Oh yeah, I better write it down before I forget!” He quickly went in search of a pencil and paper.

“So I guess Sakuma-san's plan for last night worked, huh?”

Shuuichi blushed and grinned, “Well, yeah, that was awesome last night with Sakuma-san at Zepp, but also Yuki came home last night.”

“Oh yeah? I thought he wasn't coming back until the end of the weekend.”

Shuuichi nodded vigorously as he scribbled out his new lyrics, “Yeah, that's what he'd said, but he said he can commute from here for his next couple of signings so he came home early.”

Hiro's eyes crinkled in a wide grin and he walked over to Shuu to ruffle his hair good-naturedly. “Ah, so the power of Yuki Eiri-san comes to the rescue again as your muse.”

Shuuichi had his eyes closed and was nodding seriously. Suddenly he stood and struck a victory pose, one hand fisted on his hip, the other in a `V' as he grinned toothily and exclaimed, “It's the power of love!!”

“Ah, so true, the power of Yuki Eiri-san's love must be strong!” an American-accented voice exclaimed and the two friends turned towards the doorway to see K and Sakano returning.

Shuuichi grinned even brighter at them and gave the victory sign again, holding up the paper with his new lyrics with the other hand.

“Wonderful, Shindou-san,” a cold voice said from behind K and Sakano, not sounding like anything was wonderful at all. The two in front of him parted so Seguchi Touma could walk freely into the studio, and the blonde sidled up to Shuuichi, gaze cold and appraising, arms crossed over his chest. He looked down at the paper in Shuu's hand scrutinizingly, then back at the pink-haired singer's face, blonde eyebrow cocked. “You were late again this morning, Shindou-san. Your band mates may put up with your irresponsibility, but NG Records will not. I suggest you get your act together and be on time from now on.”

Shuuichi dropped his grin and his `V', the hand holding his lyrics dropping to his side as his other hand did the same. “But even Sakuma-san's not in yet, right? We were supposed to be here early to meet with Sakuma-san, but he's not here anyway.”

Touma's already cold gaze hardened at the pink-haired singer and he said icily, “And do you know where he is, Shindou-san? Where is he?!”

Shuu took a step back at Touma's suddenly raised voice and murderous glare, his violet eyes widening. “I don't know where he is! Why would I?!” he exclaimed truthfully.

“It's your fault Tatsuha was there at all last night!” Touma accused fiercely, and continued as Shuu tried to object, “K-san told me he was already at Eiri-san's apartment with you before he and Ryuichi-san came to get you. Ryuichi-san disappeared somewhere with Tatsuha last night after your concert, and it's all your fault!”

Both Shuu's eyebrows shot up in surprise, “You mean… Sakuma-san is missing? With Tatsuha-san? But, it's not my fault Tatsuha-san was there last night! It's not like I invited him or anything! He surprised me as I got out of the shower and Sakuma-san just happened to show up just in time to save me from him!! Sakuma-san's the one that invited Tatsuha-san. I didn't want him there at all!!”

Touma's murderous look softened slightly and he asked, “You mean, Tatsuha-san was…”

Shuuichi blushed hotly and cast his eyes down, “Yeah, you know, as usual…” Shuu knew Touma had heard about Tatsuha's passes at him in the past and no more needed to be said.

Touma's drawn down mouth quirked ever so slightly at the corners, fleeting evidence of a smile that Shuuichi would have missed if he had blinked. Then the blonde man turned to leave the room. “Fine, you three need to get to work so I will leave it to you, Sakano-san. Mr. K, please come with me.” The blonde with the ponytail obediently went to follow NG's president, but stopped short as Touma paused in the doorway. “By the way, if my cousin ever comes into work in this condition again, I will personally have your head, Shindou-san. His parents werenot at all pleased to wake up early this morning to the sound of their 16-year-old vomiting repeatedly from alcohol.”

“Hey,” Shuuichi interrupted, “What makes you think it's my fault?!”

Touma turned back to Shuuichi with a roll of his eyes which quickly turned to a glare, “What other idiot but you would be able to talk my cousin into doing something so stupid as getting drunk while underage? And the night before an early day at work, no less! Oh, and Shindou-san? Your lyrics, as usual, need work. Please have something more presentable for me by the end of the day.”

At the sound of the door slamming as Touma and K left the studio, Suguru gave a sudden snore louder than the soft sounds that had previously been coming from him. He had apparently fallen asleep just before K, Sakano, and Touma had shown up. Suguru smacked his lips, breaking the line of drool that connected his face to his keyboard, only to let another line of drool drip out and reconnect it.

Shuuichi dropped to his knees on the floor as Touma left after his lyrical insult. The room was silent except for Suguru's continued soft snores. Sakano looked around at the three of them with an anxious, on-edge expression that was slightly worse than his usual anxious, on-edge expression. Finally he broke the silence.

“Okay, you two, let's get to work. I know we can have something good to show the Shachou before the day is through!”

Shuu pulled himself up and sat in his seat again, staring down at his apparently inferior lyrics. Suddenly his dejected look changed to one of fierce determination and he stood again and held up a fist, fire burning in his eyes. “Okay! We'll show that Seguchi just what we can do!! Hiro!!” He pointed at his red haired friend, and said man immediately grabbed his guitar.

“Right!” Hiro exclaimed with a nod of his head, and he plugged his guitar into the amp and struck a loud chord with his pick, which reverberated around the small room.

Suguru's head shot up at the sound and he looked around confusedly, eyes bleary and slightly bloodshot, then he seemed to come to his senses and glared at his two bandmates that were standing grinning at him. The teen stood as well and pointed his finger at Hiro. “What the hell was that for?”

Hiro just grinned at him, “Seguchi Touma-san's name will be replaced with Fujisaki Suguru! Bad Luck will outshine Nittle Grasper! We are future living legends! We can't let a little thing like a hangover hold us back, now can we?” He walked over to the boy and handed him a bottle of water that had been sitting on a stool next to the keyboard, which Suguru took as he regarded the older man cautiously. Hiro was still grinning at him and it made Suguru slightly uneasy. Then Hiro chuckled softly, “I never thought you would be a drooler.”

Suguru's eyebrows shot up under his bangs and he turned red as he quickly wiped the offending moisture from his face with his sleeve. He saw a pool of drool on his keyboard and hurried to wipe that up as well. Luckily, the keyboard hadn't been turned on yet, so the cleanup was relatively silent, if more than a little embarrassing to the green-haired boy. Once that was done, he went to the bathroom to splash his face and become a little more coherent before returning to his bandmates.

Finally, the three members of Bad Luck, plus one overstressed producer, settled in for a long day of writing and practicing in the studio.

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“So you want me to go ahead with the search?” K asked Touma as the elevator doors opened to the lobby on the first floor.

Touma nodded curtly and pushed the button for the top floor as K stepped out. The pony-tailed blonde left the building of NG Records, on a mission to find his errant former-charge.

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Touma exited the elevator and headed straight for his office, slamming the door behind him as he made his way to his desk. He slumped into the chair and crossed his arms on top of the desk, leaning over and resting his head on his arms as he thought about what to do next.

Shuuichi didn't know where Ryuichi was either. Touma had woke up that morning feeling slightly hungover from his drinking the night before, but a shower quickly refreshed him. He dressed with hope for the new day.

The night before had been a complete loss to Touma where Ryuichi was concerned, but the blonde was sure he could right that wrong as soon as he saw the brown-haired singer at the studio. That idea had flown out the window, however, as both Suguru and Hiro showed up for work and Ryuichi still wasn't there. Ryuichi was supposed to have been there for at least an hour before Bad Luck showed up, so as soon as he realized how late it was already, Touma had called both Sakano and K to his office to ask the two for their assistance in finding Ryuichi.

Neither of them had seen him, or had any clue where he was. As much as he didn't want to believe it, Touma voiced his suspicion that Ryuichi was still with Tatsuha. That's when K told him exactly how Tatsuha had come to be a part of their group the night before. It had been so easy for Touma to immediately jump to accusing Shuuichi. After all, this had to be someone's fault, and Tatsuha wasn't there at the moment. He certainly couldn't put the blame on Ryuichi. Surely, Ryuichi was just being Ryuichi; flighty, promiscuous, frustrating, yet completely innocent Ryuichi.

Now he knew he couldn't really blame Shuuichi, as it had been completely out of his hands that Tatsuha happened to be there trying to put the moves on the pink-haired singer when Ryuichi had shown up unannounced. However, now Touma felt he had some rather valuable information. His conviction that he would win back Ryuichi, and soon, returned as he thought of how he would somehow turn this situation to his advantage. All he needed now was to find Ryuichi.

K was currently out working on that, but Touma wasn't just going to leave it at that. He had only caught the tail end of Hiro and Shuuichi's conversation, but it seemed Eiri was back already. Touma picked up the phone on his desk and dialed the numbers he knew by heart.

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Yuki had barely been in his car twenty minutes when his cell phone began to ring. As he had just stopped at a red light, he took his phone from his suit jacket and looked at the caller ID. The number came up as Touma's office number, and Yuki sighed to himself, wondering what his brother-in-law could possibly want at this time of morning. Especially since he was sure he'd told him he had book signings through the weekend. As the ringing continued, Yuki resigned himself to the fact that there was only one way to find out what he wanted. He answered the phone just as the traffic light turned green.

“Seguchi?”

“Eiri-san,” a silky voice answered, and Yuki could tell Touma was wearing his trademark smile.

“What is it?” Yuki replied gruffly.

“I heard this morning that you're back in Tokyo, is this true?”

“Yes, but I still have appearances to make. I just came back because they're close enough to drive to, but I'm driving to my next signing right now.”

“Ah, I see. So, when did you get back?”

Yuki clenched his jaw to keep from snapping at the older man. He wasn't exactly one for idle chit chat like this, and especially not while driving to a bookstore where he was sure to be flooded with many screaming, swooning, lovestruck female fans. Taking a calming breath, Yuki gritted out, “Last night, around one. Look, did you need something?”

Touma almost chuckled, but didn't, as this phone call was serious to him. He should have known Yuki would get straight to the point, though. “Have you seen your brother recently?” Touma asked through the phone.

“Tatsuha? Not for a few weeks, but the next time I do I'm going to throttle him. Why do you ask?”

“It seems he's run away with something of mine,” Touma answered cryptically.

Yuki's brow cocked. “Run away with something of yours?” Yuki couldn't hide his curiosity at the choice of words.

“Namely, Ryuichi-san. He's gone missing and I have reason to believe he is with Tatsuha-san. Do you have any idea where Tatsuha-san would take him?”

Yuki was speechless for a second. The little brat had finally done it?! He had finally kidnapped Sakuma Ryuichi and whisked him away to be his sex slave like he'd been proclaiming he would for years? Then reality snapped back. No, no matter how obsessed Tatsuha was with the legendary vocalist, he would never take him against his will. Still, the fact remained that Touma believed the missing Ryuichi was with Tatsuha.

Yuki cleared his throat a little. “What makes you think he's with Tatsuha?”

Touma's reply came to him in an icy tone, “He and Ryuichi-san got rather… comfortable… with each other last night at Zepp. I had to have K-san escort Tatsuha-san out, but it seems the two found a way around that and Ryuichi has been missing since after Bad Luck's concert last night.”

Both Yuki's eyebrows shot up this time. “What about Sakuma-san's apartment?”

“Of course that was one of the first places I checked, Eiri-san,” Touma replied coolly.

“I don't know what to tell you, Seguchi,” Yuki replied. “Other than the shrine in Kyoto, I have no idea where Tatsuha would go. Mika-san might have a better idea, why don't you ask her?”

There was silence as Touma paused, then answered slowly, “I would rather not involve Mika-san in this if I can help it. Is there any way you could find out without her?”

Yuki's eyebrow twitched in irritation, “Not really. At least not right now. Look, Seguchi, I want to find him too. It just so happens that he stole something from me last night, too. One of my tailor made Armani suits is missing, not to mention his attempted seduction of Shuuichi. But right now I don't have the time to look for him, because I have an appointment to keep.”

He heard Touma sigh through the phone. “Of course, you're right, Eiri-san. It was selfish of me to expect you to drop everything to help me. I'll let you go now.” Without another word, the phone was hung up, and Yuki hung his up as well, pocketing it again. Idly, he wondered why Touma wouldn't want Mika's help, but as his focus returned to driving and reaching his destination, all thoughts of that subject left as he tried to prepare for the inevitable headache his day would bring.

No less than four more times throughout the day, Touma called back to beseech Yuki's assistance, but every time Yuki informed him that he would be at the bookstore until it closed late that evening. He again suggested Touma ask Mika, but the suggestion was repeatedly refused before Touma gave a quick apology and hung up, only to call back a few hours later. By the end of the last call, during which he told Touma he should just wait it out and Ryuichi would surely come back, Yuki had taken several pain killers throughout the day for his fangirl-and-Seguchi-Touma-induced headache. He vowed that the next phone call would not be spared by his wrath. Luckily enough for Touma, a fifth call didn't come.

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Touma picked up the phone, preparing to make his fifth call to Eiri, but before he could press a button, it rang.

“Seguchi,” he answered.

“Seguchi-san,” the voice on the other end replied.

“Mister K, did you find him yet?”

“Not yet. Neither of them are registered in any of the hotels in Tokyo. I'm having a contact of mine check motels and other cheaper accommodations. His accountant has no records of Ryuichi withdrawing any money recently, so I figure Tatsuha must be paying if they're staying somewhere.”

“Don't put anything past Ryuichi-san. Keep checking under both their names,” Touma ordered.

“Of course, Seguchi-san. I will.”

They hung up and Touma sat staring at his silent phone. He had already tried calling the Uesugi family shrine in Kyoto, and just as he'd suspected, Tatsuha had not been home yet. Deciding against calling Eiri again, Touma instead put a call in to his head of security. He was a former cop and still had friends and contacts that would do occasional favors for him.

Earlier that morning, Touma had him call in a favor. After giving the man the information he would need to find out Tatsuha's plate number on his bike, plus make and model, Touma gave him instructions to search the city for the bike. He was supposed to inform Touma immediately of any developments, but it had already been seven hours with no word, and Touma was beyond losing patience.

“Moshi moshi,” a gravelly voice answered.

“Takada-san, it's Seguchi.”

“Oh, Seguchi-san, hello. What can I do for you?”

Touma's finger tapped impatiently on the side of the phone. “I was wondering if you had any news for me yet on that motorcycle?”

“Oh, that,” the man exclaimed, sounding surprised. “Yeah, they won't be able to tell me anything until tomorrow. You know how it goes: official cases get first priority.”

Touma gritted his teeth and then unclenched to speak in a semblance of his usual silky tone, “Of course, Takada-san. I understand. When you do find something out, though, call me. I don't care what time it is, call me on my personal number. You do have it, correct?”

“Oh, hai, hai, Seguchi-san, I have it. Thank you, I will. You have a good evening, now.”

“Hai, you too, Takada-san.”

Hanging up the phone, Touma had to resist the urge to throw it. He settled for clenching his hands until the bite of nails into the flesh of his palms calmed him a little. Unable to sit still in his office anymore, he decided to take out the proverbial whip on a certain upstart band's practice session.

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Shuuichi dragged himself into Yuki's apartment several hours later, barely kicking his shoes off at the door before stumbling heavily over to the couch and falling onto it face first. He had worked his ass off today, depleting even his unnaturally high storage of energy, and now it seemed to be all he could do to just turn his head so he didn't suffocate himself on the couch cushion. Soon, even his eyelids were too heavy to hold open, and Shuu drifted to sleep as the sun went down.

A few hours later, as the time on the VCR clock neared midnight, keys jingled in the lock and the front door opened with a slight creak. Light flooded in from the brightly lit hallway as Yuki stepped into his apartment, causing the body on the couch to stir. Shuu didn't wake though, just found a more comfortable position with his eyes away from the light, and continued snoring softly.

Yuki took his shoes and coat off and padded over to the couch to look at Shuu. The boy was still wearing his clothes from the day, and Yuki figured he must've passed out on the couch as soon as he came home. Without thinking about his actions first, Yuki instinctively crouched beside the couch and stroked Shuu's back with his hand, lightly calling his name to wake him. Shuuichi stirred again and just as Yuki realized his out of character actions, violet eyes blinked open and gazed up into his gold ones before he could take his hand away. Yuki suddenly looked confused at his actions and pulled his hand away sharply, as if Shuuichi had burnt him, but Shuu caught his hand in both of his and simply held it while still gazing lovingly at Yuki.

Shuu smiled at him, “You're home.” He placed a soft kiss on the backs of Yuki's knuckles and smiled some more.

Yuki snorted softly and gently pulled his hand away, standing up. Shuuichi yawned and stretched cat-like before standing up as well. “How was your day?” the boy asked his blonde lover.

Yuki shrugged, “It was fine. Just the usual book signing, a few crazy fans, but nothing to write home about once the painkillers kicked in.”

“Have you eaten?”

“No,” Yuki paused and gave his young lover a meaningful look with a cocked brow, “And I'm not eating anything you try to cook.”

Shuuichi crossed his arms, huffed and pouted. Yuki smirked to himself at the predicted reaction, but couldn't hold back the slight upward quirk to his mouth, or resist the urge to kiss the pouting lips of his lover. When he pulled away, he allowed a small smile to grace his face as he said, “I brought dinner home with me.”

Shuuichi then realized he could smell the food, and his stomach growled. Yuki smirked openly and went back to the front door, where he'd set the bag of takeout he'd brought home with him. He turned towards the kitchen and Shuu followed him like a faithful puppy.

As they ate, Shuuichi told Yuki about his exhausting day, busting his ass in practice, pounding his brain for better lyrics, and especially Seguchi's unfair treatment of him. Okay, so he had had a hand in Suguru getting drunk, but he wasn't the only one! And, seriously, it wasn't his fault at all that Ryuichi hadn't come in this morning! And to even go so far as to blame Shuuichi for Tatsuha being there last night? It was too much!

Seguchi had even come down to the studio to sit in on their practice during the afternoon and evening hours. Shuuichi was certain he hadn't come down for moral support, and the extremely critical looks and comments Seguchi directed toward Shuu and his band mates only served to cement that view.

Hearing how Touma had verbally attacked Shuuichi because of this Ryuichi/Tatsuha situation, Yuki was none to pleased and decided it was a good thing he hadn't helped Touma earlier. Though he also wondered where Tatsuha had disappeared to, it wasn't his or Shuuichi's responsibility to keep track of Tatsuha or Ryuichi. Touma taking his frustration at being `out of the loop', so to speak, out on Shuuichi was uncalled for. Even Yuki could see that, and he normally had no qualms about verbally taking his own frustrations out on the boy. For Touma to do it was a different matter entirely, though.

He told Shuuichi about his own conversation with Touma, and Shuu was interested and tried to speculate with Yuki about where Ryuichi and Tatsuha could possibly be, but again Yuki said Mika would be the one to have a better idea. Then he remembered that Touma had said he didn't want her involved, and he and Shuu pondered on that as well while they ate.

Some time later, fed and full, the two returned to the couch. Yuki found the TV remote and pushed the power button, flooding the dark living room with the bright, colorful glow of a late night talk show. Yuki settled himself into a corner of the couch and Shuuichi curled up against his side, draping his legs across Yuki's left leg and wrapping his arms around Yuki's waist. Yuki let his arm rest on the small warm body cuddling him as he watched some band he'd never heard of being interviewed by the loudmouthed TV host.

His interest in the show lacking, Yuki let his gaze flicker around the room, alighting on one particular oddity he hadn't noticed before. “Oi, gaki,” he said, “Where'd that pink bunny come from?”

Shuuichi looked up at him, confused, then followed his gaze to the right where the giant Kumagorou Ryuichi had brought him the day before still sat on the other end of the L-shaped couch. He jumped up and picked up the large bunny, struggling a bit with it as he brought it closer to show to Yuki. “Sakuma-san gave it to me,” Shuuichi grinned, “It's a present for finishing the album. Isn't it cute?”

Yuki's eyebrow twitched. As if it wasn't enough for that so-called idiot savant to go around carrying that damned pink bunny, and even dressing up like the character, now he was spreading his obsession with the bunny to Shuuichi. Like some kind of pink-plushie-loving-maniac disease. Yuki wasn't sure how much more he was expected to endure for the sake of Shuuichi's hero worship, but he wouldn't tolerate much more.

“You're keeping it?”

Shuuichi gasped and looked shocked, “Of course I am! It's a present from Sakuma-san!”

Yuki's hands shot out, grabbing Shuu by the waist, who in turn squeaked and dropped the giant plush as he was pulled onto Yuki's lap, straddling him. “I've had enough trouble from that guy today. Let's not talk about Sakuma-san anymore tonight.”

Any protests Shuuichi may have had to this suggestion were immediately silenced by Yuki's insistent mouth on his. He immediately melted into the kiss and parted his lips to allow Yuki's tongue entrance. He felt the growing hardness under him and rubbed against it, encouraging its continued rise. An appreciative groan escaped Yuki's lips and Shuuichi felt his own erection growing as he wrapped his arms around Yuki's neck and kissed him some more, still rubbing against him.

Yuki grabbed Shuu's ass and kneaded, thumbs slipping under the hem of his shirt and rubbing slow circles on his lower back. Hooking his fingers around the hem of the shirt, Yuki pulled it off swiftly, not even catching the hood on Shuuichi's head. His golden eyes heated with lust, Yuki enjoyed the look and feel of the tanned chest in front of him. Backlit by the TV, Shuuichi's body bathed in the bluish glow. Shuu sighed as Yuki's experienced fingers touched him all over his exposed skin, tracing here, kneading there, rubbing and pinching his nipples lightly.

Yuki felt the muscles jumping and flexing under Shuuichi's skin as the strawberry-haired boy responded to his attentions and kept rubbing against the now full erection under him. Yuki's hands went up to Shuu's shoulders and kneaded gently, pulling a moan from the boy at the pleasure on his tense and tired neck and shoulder muscles. Yuki stayed there a minute, massaging Shuu's shoulders, before pulling his exposed neck down for a taste. As Yuki kissed and sucked on the tender flesh of Shuuichi's neck, leaving quite a few more telltale marks, Shuu moaned mindlessly and gripped his blonde lover's shoulders tightly.

Yuki felt the bulge in Shuuichi's pants pressing against his stomach, and a hand strayed to rub it through the fabric of Shuu's shorts. Shuu's breath hitched at the contact and he thrust up against Yuki's hand. Yuki immediately obliged him by fully grasping the hardness through the material and stroking slowly.

The little bit of added contact still wasn't enough, though, and Shuuichi whispered pleadingly, “Ohh, Yuki, more, please…”

“Stand up,” Yuki ordered, taking his hand away. Shuuichi immediately obeyed, standing on shaky legs, looking down at his lover questioningly. With no pretense whatsoever, Shuuichi's shorts were pulled down to his ankles, boxers and all, and the strawberry-haired boy had barely stepped out of them before he was once more pulled to straddle Yuki's lap. Now he could feel Yuki's arousal under him even more, and ground down on him again as Yuki's hand again went to stroke Shuuichi's dick.

Yuki's strokes became harder, more impatient, and Shuuichi moaned as his mouth was ravaged by a hot tongue. His small hands went to their fumbling work of ridding Yuki of his clothes as well, and the blonde's groan made his frustration evident as he took over the task. Soon his shirt was open and his pants were unzipped, engorged member free and standing proud from the suit pants and boxers Yuki still wore. Shuuichi repositioned himself a bit, and soon his dick was sliding along the silky hardness of Yuki's. Yuki groaned and broke their kiss off to again ravage Shuuichi's neck, giving special attention to the area just below his ears this time. A chill ran through Shuu at this and he shuddered, causing Yuki's cock to twitch in anticipation of feeling those shudders from the inside.

Unable to stand it any longer, Yuki needed to be in Shuu now. He dug into the pocket of his suit pants, in search of the lube he'd had that morning, and let out an appreciative sound when his fingers wrapped around the much-needed item. Blindly, he lubed up his fingers from behind Shuuichi's back. Then his hand trailed down to the cleft of his young lover's ass, soon finding the opening he sought.

Shuu hitched in a breath as the cold lube touched his heated skin and he hissed slightly as a finger entered him. He pushed back, bearing down on the finger, his body begging for more, but Yuki's sudden patience held out, insisting on stretching him properly. Shuu laid sweet kisses across Yuki's face, until he got to the jawline and went straight for Yuki's ear, licking and nibbling it between soft pants of breath.

Yuki tried to hold back his groan, but it was useless. Shuuichi knew Yuki's weakness was his ears. “Cut that out or I won't be responsible for what happens.”

“Maybe I want it to happen,” Shuuichi breathed coyly into his lover's sensitive ear.

A shudder went through Yuki, and his lubed hand immediately left Shuuichi's ass in favor of coating his own manhood with the wet substance. As soon as he was sufficiently coated, Yuki grabbed Shuu's hips with both hands, lifted Shuu over his throbbing cock, and brought him swiftly down to fully sheathe himself inside the singer's tight little ass. Tears immediately came to Shuu's eyes at the sudden force inside him, still a little sore from their activities of the last 24 hours, but he bit his lip and smiled. It was exactly what he wanted.

Not letting Yuki make him wait, Shuuichi immediately started to thrust himself down onto Yuki, riding him. It was fast but heated and full of passion as their two bodies joined, Yuki pounding up into Shuu and Shuu riding him hard. It felt to both of them like a blur of heat and sweat and saliva; moans, the sound of kissing and skin against slick skin, and soft grunts of exertion drowning out the sound of the television as their bodies joined.

Shuu's eyes rolled up and his head lolled back as Yuki hit his prostate over and over again, bringing him closer and closer to completion. Finally, Yuki grabbed Shuu's throbbing and dripping cock and stroked hard and fast with his thrusts, and Shuuichi barely screamed out, “Aaahhhh Yuuukiiii!!” before he came so hard it barely missed Yuki's face and ended up on the wall behind the couch. Shuuichi's inner walls clenched around him, and Yuki's seed soon shot deep into Shuu's tight passage. Shuuichi collapsed against Yuki, both of them panting heavily and covered in a sheen of sweat. They sat that way for several minutes, Shuuichi curled around Yuki, Yuki still deep inside Shuu, as the two of them caught their breath.

Finally their breathing evened out, and Yuki went to pull out of Shuu. Shuu moaned in protest and clenched himself around Yuki, causing Yuki to hiss slightly.

“Stay,” Shuu whispered.

“If we stay like this we'll be stuck together in the morning,” Yuki reasoned. “Plus you'd be sore from being stretched out all night and then you'd complain that you're too sore to do anything tomorrow.”

Shuuichi knew what `anything' Yuki was talking about, and knew he was right, too. So, ever so slowly, Shuu let himself be lifted off of Yuki and then went to the bathroom to clean himself up. When he came back out, Yuki was waiting to use the bathroom. Before closing the door, he told Shuu to change and go to the bedroom. Obediently, Shuu went there and waited for him.

When Yuki walked into the room a couple minutes later, he saw a pajama-clad Shuuichi standing by the bed, waiting for him expectantly. Yuki got into a pair of pajama pants, walked over to the bed and got under the covers to lay down. Shuu just watched him. Yuki turned out the light. Still, Shuu just stood there. Finally, Yuki got tired of waiting for the pink-haired brat to figure it out, and said in a slightly annoyed tone, “Are you getting in or what? I'm not going to sleep with you just standing there staring at me all night.”

No amount of bracing or irritated grunts could stop the ensuing glomp. Luckily, Shuuichi was just as tired as Yuki, and soon both men were sleeping peacefully, Shuu curled up to Yuki with Yuki's arm around him.

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Mika's face pressed into the mattress as Touma pounded harder and harder into her from behind. Evidently, whatever had happened between Touma and Ryuichi hadn't been solved during the day. In fact, it was obvious to Mika, somehow it had gotten worse.

It had been obvious during their tensely silent late dinner, and Touma refused to talk about it, insisting he was fine. Now though, as she was driven against the bed like a hammer driving in a nail, there was no denying that Touma was becoming angry about the situation with Ryuichi; whatever it was. Still, Mika willingly gave her body to him to take out his frustrations, and grit her teeth through it as he took her breath away with the pain that slowly turned to pleasure, then turned numb.

Finally, Touma collapsed on her back and took a few deep, steadying breaths before pulling out, removing the condom, and leaving to clean himself up in their bathroom. Mika took a few deep breaths also, and left the room for another bathroom down the hall, running herself a nice, hot shower during which she would take care of her own needs.

When she returned to the room, Touma was already in bed, laying on his side facing the wall, seemingly asleep. Mika got in as well and turned toward him, facing his back. “Touma?” she asked softly, reaching a hand out towards his shoulder, wishing he would just tell her what was wrong.

“Not tonight, Mika-san,” his silky voice insisted tiredly, before her hand could even make contact with him. “Please just let it go.”

Mika frowned at his back, letting her hand drop to the mattress. Just as the night before, she turned her back towards him and tried to go to sleep. Once she was sure he was asleep, she scooted against him, taking what little comfort she could from his warmth and the rhythm of his breathing, until she finally was lulled to sleep by it.

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Lit candles filled the hotel suite with their soft glow. Gackt was again singing Fragrance through the surround sound speakers. The room was filled with harsh pants, moans, and the smell of sex as two bodies moved together passionately.

“T-Tatsuha…”

“Ah-ahh, Ryuichi…”

“Tatsuhaaa!!!” Ryuichi clung desperately to Tatsuha's shoulders as he came, his legs wrapped tightly around the younger man that had him pinned against the wall by the kitchen bar counter. Ryu's seed shot against his own stomach and Tatsuha's chest. Moments later, Tatsuha came as well and both men let out a long moan as the hot cum filled Ryuichi.

Tatsuha slumped against Ryu and rested his forehead on Ryu's shoulder. Ryu started stroking Tatsuha's upper back and shoulders as they breathed heavily together. Tatsuha raised his head and looked at Ryu. Ryu smiled at him before attacking him with quick, but passionate, kisses. He kissed Tatsuha's lips first, twice. Then both his cheeks, along his jawline, down the left side of his neck where Ryuichi sucked and nibbled to leave a small hickey. Then he returned to Tatsuha's mouth to give him a long, deep kiss, sucking his tongue before breaking away to smile at him again with his intense eyes.

Slowly, Tatsuha set Ryuichi's feet on the floor and both stood there a few minutes after Tatsuha pulled out of Ryu, regaining their individual balance. Ryu still had his arms around Tatsuha's shoulders and he sighed, leaning into the taller man's chest.

“That… was so good, Tatsuha,” Ryuichi said, still rather breathless.

“Yeah… told you I could lift you,” Tatsuha smirked down at him.

Ryuichi turned a coy smile up at him with a chuckle, “Yep, and indeed you did. So I guess you won the bet. What do you want for your prize?”

“Hmm…” Tatsuha hummed, pondering his options. “I don't think I got my turn to break in the hot tub yet…”

Feeling the hot liquid dripping down his thighs from between his legs, Ryuichi thought a bath was definitely in order anyway. “Mmm, hot tub it is,” he answered in the seductive tone Tatsuha had already become addicted to, pulling the boy with him to the bathroom.

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A/N: Wow, been awhile, nya? Sorry `bout that.. this chapter just did not want to come out!! I think probably cuz I just wanted to hop right back into the hotel with Ryuichi and Tatsuha *smirk* instead of writing this part of the story with “what everybody else is doing” crap… ah well, once I got past the third page it just finally started flowing and then I was like “damn, I've been typing for three hours straight?!! Holy shit!!” lol, I even got worried it was going to be too long.. it's already 5 pages over my average for this fic (which makes it half the size of my chapters for other fics lol) !!! So now that it's done, I hope it doesn't suck too bad… and hopefully the next chapter I can actually write some more fucking Ryu/Tats smut!!! `Cuz, dammit, that's what this whole fic was originally written for! :p

Now, as it is currently 6:20am (oh and now that I'm done writing review replies it's 7:20 yay), and I've been up all night typing and proofreading (which I'm sure many of you know, proofreading for yourself doesn't work as well as having a beta), and as both of my usual betas, Ren and Houseki, have already zonked on me, this chapter may have quite a few mistakes in it. I'm sure I'll be doing some editing on it again once I get some sleep and come back to it fresh… or if someone reviews and tells me what I fucked up… so, yeah, `til then I guess you'll just hafta deal haha.

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Review Replies:

Houseki: *glomps* Woot, glad you liked your present. ^__^ And, yep, you totally called it on Mika when I told you Touma was gonna get some in ch 5 lol. As soon as you said it I wanted to tell you, you were right! But then I restrained myself and said, no, she has to read it when it's done. :p cuz I'm evil like that, as you know muwahahaha!! And, as asked, your fav couple makes their appearance in yet another chapter!! Damn, when did this become a Y/S fic?? Ah well, I have fun writing them, too, so as long as the readers like it, I'm happy. ^___~

person: Yay!! Glad you liked that chapter! Here's another, hope I live up to expectations.

Hillary (Oakie): *blushes* I'm glad you love it so much!! And, yep, there's more, ohhh sooo much more… *cough* yeah.. I was thinking I'd end this at ch 10… now I'm not even sure if I can lol… it won't be too much longer than that, but yeah I've still got a bit I want to do. As for what will happen with Ryu, Tats, and Touma… well… my lips are sealed for now!! Lol, gomen… well, I will just say that there's no Seguchi/Fujisaki-cest in this particular fic… so there's one option eliminated lol, now to narrow down the rest!! >:)

leila-chan: Thx!! I'm glad the Y/S made you happy. And that you think my sweet Yuki is still IC ^__^ You rock too!! Especially because you are the ONLY REVIEWER ON MM!! (seriously, you MM guys, WTF… seriously..)

Emi-chan: lol, well the real beer is Budweiser… but because of copyright infringement and royalties and other such nonsense of course they had to make it Wudbeiser in the anime… and that's funny to me, so I keep names like that when I write my fics. (like WacDonald's in Inuyasha.. rofl) anyway, glad you liked the last chapter, hope you like this one too!!

Saya: Thank you! I think this Y/S lemon wasn't as sweet as the others, but it was still fun to write! I hope you like it as well…

ashcat: You ask, and I do deliver. ^__^ More Y/S as requested. And knowing me, even if I don't plan on having anymore of them now, I'm sure they'll somehow sneak back in at least once more before the end of this lol… especially since sooo many reviewers ask for them.. but damn, I need to catch Ryu/Tats up to them lol!! That Yuki and Shuu… I tell ya, they're like rabbits!! Ryu and Tats want to be rabbits too!! I mean, come on, Ryu is the one with a pink bunny obsession… :p

Bakayasha: Okay, this is me reading your review: ^__^ ………. ^_____________^ ……… ^______________________________________________________________________^

Yepper.. that's me, definitely… ahh I'm so happy you think they're all IC! It's really irritating when characters aren't.. I mean, like ok a lil bit is fine and all depends on a writer's interpretation of the character as it pertains to their fic/plot, but you can at least maintain most of their original character if you study them just a tad… so yeah, I'm really glad you think I did a good job. Again: ^________^ as for Mika, I'm so glad someone thinks good about her like I do! I'm the kind of person that pretty much can find something I like/love about every character in an anime/manga, and it bugs me when people can just easily pass over characters as not important or say they hate them without seeing their true character… plus, characterizing Mika (or even Ayaka) as The Bitch just gets old. Sure she has her bitchy side, what woman doesn't?!! but leaving it at that is just very one-dimensional, nya? Oh yeah, and Kuma.. about Ryu covering his eyes and such.. of course, Ryu would always be thinking about his fluffy pink companion! So I'm glad you liked that too. ^__~ And the bondage.. that was my first time writing bondage, so I'm really glad it was good enough for a bondage freak heehee.

Ken4chan: Hope this gives you your fix of fluffy/smutty stuff for now lol.. BTW, who'd you bet for seme? Who won? Lol, and what were the stakes?? :p

Deity: Yay! I'm glad you like it! Thanks for the review, I look forward to your next one. ^__~

hide: Thanks, you rock too!! Hope you liked this chapter too!!

Praise the P.o.T. Trinity, Tezuka, Ryoma and Fuji; Eiji the redhaired moses, and St. Yukimura the Purehearted!!
*Atobe and Kabaji for joint-treasurer* *Taichi for secretary!!*

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