"That brat." Yuki exclaimed to the air. Back at his new house, he was all alone. Not like he planned. He put so much thought into coming back and apologizing to Shuichi for leaving him and to tell him that he couldn't live without him any longer. But the tables turned and Shuichi's reaction to seeing him was different then he had expected.
'Very differnt, indeed. Shuichi....'
When Yuki first saw him walk past him in the cafe, he questioned himself about the boy. He could have been a look-alike. But when he locked eyes with the him and he knew it was Shuichi. He could never forget his lovers eyes. Well....his 'ex' lovers eyes.
Yuki closed his eyes and remembered the way the boy had changed. He listed what he saw was different about the boy mentaly in his mind. His voice was deeper and more sexier. His hair had grown more, but not as long as his friends hair. The singer grew a few inches and was almost as tall as himself. He noticed the boys hair, it was cut, so his bangs waved over his right eye. Adding more mystery to him. Even though Yuki knew him very well. It was still a sensual sight.
The pink haired singers style in perticular clothes didn't change much though. When he saw him earlier, we wore black leather pants, a pink, tight, belly-shirt and a red long trench coat with fur on the cuffs and neck area. He noticed at the last minute, while Shuichi tackled him to the ground, that he had gotten a few ear piercings. Shinny, small silver hoops and studs ran along one side of his ear while the other ear only had a few hoops. While he was eyeing the boy up in the alley, he saw that Shuichi was very well toned in the abb area. Muscles rippled over the once flat tummy, he loved so much. But he might get used to the new change. He even had a nice a**.
Yuki laughed at himself. Why was he so attracted to Shuichi now? He was very different then when he had last saw him. Was it because he was sexually anerexic at the time or was it just the new Shuichi? He finished his cigerette and thrusted the butt into the ash tray next to him.
He had to see him. He had to. For some very odd reason, he had to see the pink haired singer again and hold him in his arms and pretend he was his again.
He pulled the newpaper over to his lap and began to read. But as he skimmed though the paper, as if by a miracle, he saw an article saying that Bad Luck was having a concert tomorrow at the Tokyo Dome. Yuki smiled. The Gods must be wanted them to be together again. Eh, what was he thinking? It was just by chance.
~**NEXT DAY**~
After waiting for a while for a ticket and slipping away from his own fans and waiting in line, he finally got in and he stood in the back. The concert space was small. Only enough to fit about, 200 people, 250 at the most. It must be private or something.
He watched as the lights dimmed and the crowd raored, chanting Shuichi's name. Yuki stayed quite. He wasn't the fan type. He watched as the the members of Bad Luck took their spots on the stage. The fans waited for the music to begin, but before they got their wish, Shuichi made a small announcement.
"Hello, Tokyo Dome! We're Bad Luck and we're ready to rock you! But the question is, are you ready to be rocked?" He waved at the screaming fans in the front row. As the crowd raored in response, the lights turned off and a series of bright white flshing lights flickered at the bottom of the stage, so it made the band members look like shadows. A low hum of music started. Most of the crowd reagonized the beginning of the song and chanted the name. "What I've done." Was being chanted right up until the guitar kicked it up a notch and the song continued through the intro. Yuki narrowed his eyes at Shuichi as he began to sing. He opened his ears and listened carefully at the beautiful singers words.
In this farewell
There's no blood
There's no alibi
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of thousand lies
So let mercy come
And wash away
What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross-out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
Put to rest
What you've thought of me
Well I clean this slate
With the hands of uncertainty
So let mercy come
And wash away
What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross-out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done
I'll face myself
To cross-out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
What I've done
Forgiving what I've done
The song ended and the the audience cheered. A few songs were played after that. None which sounded like any hidden notes was in them. But they weren't love songs or happy songs. It was all hurtful songs about someone getting hurt and sadness. There's another difference. His music. Then the last song came one. It started and at that moment he looked at Shuichi. He couldn't really tell, but it looked like the sexy singer was looking straight at him. But, of course he was too far away to see where Yuki was. He was WAY in the back. Shuichi then spoke as the intro music played.
"This song is dedecated to someone who always tried to play the person that was better. He always put me down and didn't notice that I was strong. But I am strong. Headstrong!" His voice echoed though the waves of cheering from the fans.
Circling your, circling your, circling your head,
Contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I’m out
See you later
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that's over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide
Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong, we’re Headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away
Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you’re full of s**t, and that’s alright
That’s how you play, I guess you’ll get through every night
Well now that’s over
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong, we’re Headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
Where you belong
I can’t give everything away
This is not where you belong
I won’t give everything away
I know, I know all about
I know, I know all about
I know, I know all about
I know, I know all about your motives inside, and your decision to hide
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong, we’re Headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away
Yuki went wide-eyed as he noticed something important. This song was dedecated to him. Of all the wrong things he's said to him. And how hurtful he was. A sudden pang hit him in the heart. He looked away and walked through the small but thick group of super fans. Yelling and hollering in his ear, he was getting a splitting headache. He walked faster and pushed harder though the crowd. He needed to get out. Now!
As he got away from the loud crowd, he followed what he thought was the hallway out to the front door of the Toyko Dome. But it was actually performances dressing rooms. He didn't know this till he saw a door with a sign that read, 'PRIVATE. SHUICHI SHINDOU'S DRESSING ROOM. AUTHORIZED PERSONEL ONLY!'
Yuki read the sign and reached for the doorknob. As he opened it, he let his eyes roam the room. He walked over to the clothes line. He could tell this was Shuichi's room. Because only Shuichi would wear tight hot pink pant with black streaks on them. Only Shuichi's hyperactive mind would wear something so this outragous.
Yuki scanned over the contents of the room until his eyes landed on the singers desk with a large mirror and lights around it. He walked over and sat down on the red seat given with the desk. He looked at his own reflection. What was he doing? Breaking and entering a private room just to see a boy HE left to rot alone 3 years ago. He was a fool.
His thoughts were interrupted by his eyes catching something in the mirror side. Yuki's heart skipped a beat. It was a picture of Yuki and him together on their date so long ago. He never got rid of it? Why does he still have it? Just under the picture was the note he had written telling Shuichi he was leaving and never coming back. Yeah....he really meant it, -_-....(lol)
He reached for it and pulled it away from the mirror and read the note over and over in his head about a million times. Wondering why he had wrote it. He knew the answer, but for reasons unknown, he still pondered on his selfish actions.
He was was about to get up and leave but couldn't because he was stalled by the the sound of a door opening. He turned around in a panic, wondering who it was. It could be security and they were coming to check on the room. What would they do? Throw him out? Make him confront Shuichi and tell him that he broke into his room and was snooping around?
But instead of large, black wearing men, he saw a pink haired boy walk into the room, wearing the same outfit he was wearing the day before. 'Brat....doesn't even know how to change his clothes.....'
He looked at the boy and expected to see anger and frustration in the lines of his face. But instead, again, he found a small, percise smile on the boys lips and shinning eyes looking softly at the man that had just broken in his room and invaded his space the day before. Yuki was at a loss of words. His heart was racing as he saw the boy glistenig with sweat, making the light that was over him enforce his body glow with an angelic light.
"Konbanwa. How nice to see you again.......Yuki."
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