Gravitation Fan Fiction ❯ So Bad ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Don't own it, don't want to.

Warnings: All sorts of stuff, and AU.

Notes: Sorry for the delay, but I've been in a design spree for a LONG time. Also, sorry for the shortness, but I'll remedy that with the next chapter, which I HOPE to work on... sometime soon.

So Bad

By DragonSoul

"Yuki, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Hiro hissed as they waited outside the orphanage for Shuuichi. "Do you want this to work out or not?" Brown eyes glared angrily into Yuki's impassive stare. "No, as long as you can still fuck me, fine, anything goes, doesn't it?"

A twinge of pain flickered in the blonde's eyes before Yuki sighed. "Iie, Hiro. Gomen nasai."

"You damn well better be." Hiro's scowled at Yuki a moment longer before a welcoming smile spread on his face. "Over here Shuuichi!"

Flipping back pink tinted bangs, Shuuichi slung his battered knapsack over his shoulder where it had slid off and sauntered over. "So, where's the car?" He asked, ignoring Yuki altogether.

Hiro blinked at the teen, then turned to his lover. "Eh... Ano... Yuki? Where'd we leave the car?"

"Over--" Yuki stopped mid sentence and cursed as he realized that the black sedan currently being towed away was his. "Masaka!" Shuuichi snickered, but at Hiro's sharp look, feigned a cough to hide his amusement.

"...Yuki? You DO have enough money to pay our hotel room a little longer as well as the impound fees... Right?" Hiro asked, wondering if they'd be able to skip impound and get the car back before their plane left.

"No."

"Aw, fucking hell..." It was Hiro's turn to curse as he rummaged in his jacket pockets to produce a cell phone.

Flipping it open as he yanked the well-used and bent antenna up with his teeth, the red head pressed speed dial and waited, piquing Shuuichi's interest as to what the two did for a living.

<Moshi moshi? >

"Ano, Sakano-san, its Hiro..."

<Hiro?! Is everything okay? You and Eiri-san aren't injured are you? Oh no, you're in jail!>

"Maa, maa... Sakano, calm down! We're fine, and the adoption went fine. But our car's been towed..." Hiro winced as the man on the other side of the phone wailed.

<I knew something like this was going to happen!>

"We--"

<Those American's probably thought you were smuggling illegal narcotics! Don't worry Hiro, I'll on the next flight out!> -Beep.-

"Eh... heh..." Hiro's grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white.

"You should have listened when I told you your producer was paranoid."

"Oh shut up, Yuki!"

"Ne... What exactly do the two of you do?" For the first time since asking about the car, Shuuichi spoke up.

"I sing and Mr. Smiles writes novels." Hiro answered, still glaring at Yuki for his comment.

"Ah..." Curiosity satisfied, Shuuichi looked away from the pair, ostensibly at a car farther down the street, a foreign affair that was all chrome and wide windows, more for show than for driving, while actually watching Hiro. The teen had a plan that would set him free of Yuki in short order of their arrival in Japan, and leave him alone with Hiro, who would be out of the country often, if he knew anything about musicians.

As the redhead dialled up a taxi company, and fought his way through the process of hiring a cab in New York, the blonde Yuki snickering behind a newspaper, Shuuichi picked Hiro's pocket easily, used to stealing what he wanted from the other teens at the home, and from each of his foster parents when they tried to curtail his activities. The redhead was easy pickings, distracted as he was, and it was easy enough to slip the wallet into Yuki's back pocket when the cab got there.

Smirking inwardly, the teen couldn't believe his luck. Set loose in Japan, where no one knew him or his reputation, he'd not only be able to start over, but he'd be rich by the time he turned eighteen! He knew how serious most of the Oriental countries considered custom. After all, he'd lived in Japan until he was five, and it had been those selfsame customs that had ruined his parent's marriage. It'd be child's play to take advantage of tradition, and turn what could have been a bad experience into a good one.

And the only stumbling block was the blonde beside him and his relationship with Hiro, easily destroyed.

Oh, but the day was looking better and better.