**3 years later**
My life was going great. All too great. I got all I deserve, right? That's what Yuki said when he left so suddenly.
Shuichi,
I'm gone. Don't look for me. I'm not coming back this time. I've been thinking a lot and I realize that I'm not the one to make you happy. You deserve more then I can ever give. Go on without me and find that one person that makes you truely happy. But out of all this, I had fun being with you. I love you, my little pink haired singer.
Yuki.
My heart was in pain for years. I cried for months. I wallowed in emptiness for a long time. His note was all he left of his love. If he loved me, he wouldn't have left, right? Or did he not care anymore? But now it's been 3 years sence he left, so I don't care. I just don't care. Yuki....means everything to me. But nothing at the same time.
I've changed. My looks and my attitude and my style. I used to be small and innocent and act like a kid. But the day Yuki left me for good, I changed. I no longer make jokes and act immaturly. I made sure I had matured. Immensely. And I will never go back to being small, weak, Shuichi. No....I'm brand new and I like it.
**STOMACH GROWLS**
OHHH. OKAY, WELL I CHANGED TO AN EXTENT. I STILL GET REALLY HUNGRY. O-WELL. I'M GONNA GO GRAB A BITE TO EAT.
I walked along the side walk. Humming along with my earphones of my new song. That was a very big his by the way. Everyone liked my new songs. I stopped writing love sings. I now make real songs that are about life. Most of my songs are about how people get hurt by others. No one seemed to notice my drastic change in music style. Well, everyone, but Hiro. He knew right away what had happened. Hiro's very smart like that. Till this day I've never told my story to him. The look in his eyes said to me that he already knew. Which was good, cause I never want to repeat the pain I've been though. My life's good. Yeah...that's what I thought. Till my life took a very strange turn of events on my way to the cafe.
I saw a yellowed haired man walk into the same cafe I was going to. It was him. I could tell. I ran over to the window and peered inside. Same walk, same hair, same style of clothes. Same everything that I rememeber. I smiled and pulled out dark shades to cover my identity. Not only to hide from the yellowed haired man, but also cause I was famous and all those 'Bad Luck' fan girls that might be in there would tear me apart.
The man turned around and I saw his face. Yup, it was Yuki. He hadn't changed in all these years he's been gone. I put my shades on and walked up to the door. I gripped the handle with easiness and pulled it open calmly. Without care, I moved to the side to let him pass me.
He looked at me, with questioning eyes. And as I passed him, I shifted my eyes to lock with his golden ones. He knew it was me and I knew it was him. In an instant, we knew. Then the moment was gone. I moved forward and walked up to the counter to buy a coffee. As I was talking to the young woman that worked over the counter, I sensed Mr. Yuki was eyeing me down. I felt his hard gaze slide up and down my body, wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him.
'Nope. Your eyes are as sharp as ever Yuki, they're not playing tricks on you. I'm really here. That's right, think about me, you b*****d. Think about me!'
I paid for my drink and turned around to find Yuki was no where to be seen. Knowing Yuki, he would be was outside, waiting.
I pushed open the door and turned to walk down the street. But as I suspected, Yuki walked in front of me. I stopped and looked up at his hard, golden eyes.
"May I help you, Sir?" I asked innocently.
His eyes opened slightly at the lack of familiarness between us. I bet he was thinking that once I saw him I'd be all over him. Well you thought wrong, Yuki. Oh, so very wrong.
He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a alley. Away from all the on-seers. I really must have grown. I'm no longer up to his chest. I'm just about his height. But he's still taller by a few inches.
"Are you kidnapping me, Sir?" I smile sweetly at him. He narrowed his eyes at me, then spoke.
"Is your name....Shuichi Shindou?...." The hard look in his eyes loosened. My smile just widened.
"Hai, sou-desu. And you are?" My eyes glisten with innocence.
His eyes looked hurt. His grip on my wrist tightened.
"You know who I am, you brat! Don't mess with me, Shuichi! I know you know who I am." Oh, look, someone's finally angry.
I sighed and shook my head. "I'm sorry, I don't know you and you're still touching me. Did you know it's against the law to touch another without they're consent? I think they call it molesting. Could you stop molesting me, Sir?"
"Shut up, shuichi, I'm not ******** molesting you and you know it. Stop ******** with my head!"
.....stop ******** with my head?.....hmmmm......
I grabbed his hand that was holding tightly on my wrist. I pulled it off and grabbed his other wrist with my other hand and twisted him around fully, till his back was facing me. I pushed my right leg in between his and wrapped my leg around then I leaned back. I fell against the hard brick wall but I payed to attention to the stinging feeling in the back of my abused head. Yuki was now trapped against me. He struggled to get out of my grip, but i just tightened mine on return.
"What the hell are you doing, you brat?!" Yuki flicked his head to the side to glance at my smiling face. I eyed him sharply, giving him an icy stare that only people who have gone crazy can give. I've been on some crazy pills here and there.
"Self-defence, Sir."
"Get off me, you pathetic brat!"
I wrap my arms around his and pulled them back, so he couldn't move his arms. My legs still entwined with his.
I wanted to get serious now. Why was he back? Why......that's the word Yuki hates the most.
"Why were you so keen on talking with me that it had to be conversed in an alley? Are you a crazed-fan of mine?"
"No. Now get off me, Shuichi!" He tried and failed to move out of my grasp.
I leaned close to his neck. I let out a breath of hot air and drug my lips all the way up to his ear. His weak spot. When when I got close to his ear, I leaned in more so my lips briefly touch the shell of his ear. As my words came out, my lips grazed his ear, making him shudder.
"I'm gone. Don't look for me. I'm not coming back this time. I've been thinking a lot and I realize that I'm not the one to make you happy. You deserve more then I can ever give. Go on without me and find that one person that makes you truely happy. But out of all this, I had fun being with you. I love you, my little pink haired singer.....But......you're here, you looked for me, you came back. Why?" I flicked the tip of my tounge out and licked the shell of his ear. He shuddered and let out a raspy sigh.
"I-I.....came back....because-" He was forced to stop his sentience as a deep moan in his throat cut him off. Reason being was that I was nibbling and licking his ear. I nibbled on the shell of his ear then licked down a little to suck on his lobe. His head leaned into my musings. He stopped moving and melted into my body. He been wanting this, I could tell. But before he needs more of me, I'll stop. Just stop. Like my heart did when I found his note that one morning.
I pulled my mouth away from his ear and Yuki let out a whining noise of disappointment. I loved messing with him. But thoughts of loving his again came back. Giving him a second chance. I promised myself I would never love him again as long as I live. Even if he came back and begged for me. Which I highly doubt was the case of him coming back. That's not like Yuki. Unless he's changed like I have. But from the looks of him, he didn't change at all.
"Well, this was fun and all, Sir, but I'm late for my recording. I'm afraid we'll have to continue this little chat another time." I relaxed my muscles and removed my grip from his body. I stood up in one fluid movementm causing Yuki to fall back a bit. I brushed off the dirt that was on my back and butt. I swiped off the dust and dirt of my arms and fixed my belt. I ran my fingers throught my hair out of habit. I walked on past the man still sitting on the floor of the dark alley way, but was stopped by a hand grabbing my wrist and preventing me from moving forward. I didn't look at him, I just kept my eyes on the ground and waited for him to speak. I made sure my back was to him.
"Shuichi....why have you acting like this? You brat! Why are you acting like you don't know me at all?! Why are you so cold now?! Why-"
"Why, why, why....geez. Is that all you can say? Why this and why that. I'm tired of that word. Well if you like that word so much, I have a 'why' question for you...." I rolled my head to the side and lowered my gaze down so my bangs hid my eyes. But I knew Yuki could still see my icy glare I was giving him. My hatred for this man that left me so long ago was visable in my eyes. So visable, anyone could have reached out and touched it.
"Why did you leave me?" He winced as if I had hit him and flicked his hand off my wrist. His eyes looked hurt. Why did that boter me? I pulled my hand over to my side and shoved my hands into my pockets. Still looking at him, I laughed. I laughed at his patheticness. I laughed at myself. He looked puzzled and hurt.
"Exactly." I turn my head back to my front. 'Bye, Yuki...'
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