Thankful Meeting

Hey all, I’m back. Thanks so much for all the reviews, I love reading what you have to say and I’m so glad that you loved my story. Well, here’s chapter 2. I hope it’s just as good. So, with no further ado, here it is.^_^

“word”=spoken; ‘word’=thoughts

Chapter 2:

Shuichi just stood in the hall stunned by what just happened. ‘Did that really happen? I mean it could have been just a figment of my imagination. But wait; didn’t he put something in my pocket?’ Shuichi reached down in his pants pocket and found a little business card. ‘Yeah he did. That means it was real right?’ He looked down at the card and read it. ‘Eiri Yuki. Hmm, his number’s here as well, must be his cell.’ Shuichi looked up at the ceiling not really seeing it but instead seeing Yuki’s smiling face. He didn’t even notice a nurse when she tried to get his attention until she waved a hand in front of his face.
“Are you okay dear?” The nurse asked.
“Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine.” Shuichi answered a little dazed. He shook his head and ran off down the hall. As he opened the main lobby doors to go outside, he looked both ways down the street making sure HE wasn’t anywhere in sight. With a sigh of relief, Shuichi steeped out onto the sidewalk and ran in the direction of the NG. When he arrived outside the front doors, he quickly checked his left shirt sleeve to make sure the cast was completely covered. Shuichi then glanced at his reflection in the glass door to check for any marks on his face, before he opened the door and walked inside the building.

(Back at the hospital)

Yuki walked into the elevator and pushed the button for the floor he wanted. While he waited, he thought about the boy he ran into. ‘I think that kid was that singer from that band that I don’t know the name of. Shuichi was it? He‘s even cuter in person. I was surprised at how nicely he fit into my arms.’ Yuki was jerked out of his thoughts when the elevator dinged on his floor. When the doors opened, Yuki stepped out and began looking for room number 342. Finding it on his right, he stepped up to the door and gave a quick knock before opening and going inside. As he was closing the door he heard a quiet and sleepy voice from behind him. “Hey, the baby’s sleeping but I’m glad you could come.” Yuki turned around to see his sister, Mika, sitting up in bed looking as though she just woke up.
“Hey.” Yuki grabbed a chair and dragged it over to the side of the bed to sit down.
“I’m feeling just great, thanks for asking.” Mika just glared at the smile that came across Yuki’s face. “The baby looks just like me. Too bad it only has Tohma’s eyes.”
“That’s a good thing. We don’t need two of them. That would be twice as annoying. Specking of which, where is he?”
“He left a couple of hours ago to go back on tour. Anyway, how’ve you been? You look like you had a pleasant morning.” Mika asked, grinning at her brother. Yuki just smiled and raised an eyebrow, not saying a thing.
“Fine then, I’ll just guess. Can’t be too hard, you don’t have much of a life.” Mika looked at Yuki hopping for a reaction of some sort but Yuki just sat there with a smile on his face, hiding his every thought. “Lets see. You woke up on the right side of the bed for a change? No, that would never happen. Hmm, Oh I know. You only get that sparkle in your eyes when you meet someone, right?” Mika had a misgevous smile on her face as she waited for his reply.
“First, my eyes do not sparkle. Second, I’m not saying either way.” Yuki stated with irritation peeking thru.
While laughing, Mika tried to reply. “Oh really? Well then don’t tell me but your eyes do sparkle. Big, fat ones.” Mika continued to laugh out loud.
Yuki glared at her then a small evil grin came across his face. “Oh? Now who are you calling fat?”
Mika’s eyebrows drew together as she yelled, “You asshole. I just had a kid you moron. Grow some sense.” Mika just continued to get angry and ending up throwing her pillow at Yuki. But unfortunately, he was almost thru the door at the time.
Before shutting the door, Yuki yelled over his shoulder with a cold expression, “You call that an excuse? You really shouldn’t blame the baby like that. It’s so hypercritical.” He then walked out of the room, leaving her screaming in frustration ‘It’s so easy to annoy her.’ And headed home with a satisfied expression.

(Back at NG)

Shuichi arrived in front of the studio door, behind which were Hiro and Suguru. Shuichi took one last deep breath and braced himself as he opened the door.
“Shuichi, you’re finally here. What took so long?” Hiro shouted over the noise of the keyboards that Suguru was currently playing.
“Um, yeah. Really long line, unbelievable.” Shuichi shouted, thanking the noise for covering the nervousness in his voice.
“Oh really? Then where is your coffee?” Hiro asked, the music covering his suspicious voice.
“Uh, I drank it on the way here.” Shuichi swallowed getting nervous and wishing the subject to change. Looking over at Suguru, Shuichi quickly spoke before Hiro got another chance to say something. “Hey Fujisaki, can you shout that off for a minute?”
“What?” Suguru looked over at Shuichi who was shutting the door and taking a seat at the table. “Oh, yeah sure. Hang on a sec.” He saved his work and shut down the keyboards to go over to the table. Taking a seat, Suguru looked up at Hiro, who was still standing and once again staring off into space. “What’s your deal? Are you going to sit down or what?”
“Huh?” Hiro looked down at the keyboardist with a questioning look on his face.
“Can you leave la la land for five fuckin minutes and join us in the real world please? Man, maybe you should have stayed in the hospital another day.” Suguru said slowly getting annoyed.
“Oh, right. I’m fine.” Taking a seat he continued, “So, how’s the song com…” Hiro cut himself short when he took a good look at Shuichi for the first time and asked him with his voice full of concern, “Hey Shu, how the heck did you get that bruise?”
“Bruise?” Shuichi said, surprised at Hiro\'s sudden change in topic. Instinctively, he reached up to touch his bruised jaw with his left hand as his shirt sleeve slid down his arm.
Hiro’s eyes widened when he saw Shuichi’s arm in a cast. Suguru, who had been reading over some notes, looked up at Hiro then over to Shuichi. Suguru stood up so suddenly that he knocked the table and yelled, “What the hell happened to your arm?”
Shuichi’s eyes widened in shock as he realized what hand he used and quickly pulled his sleeve back over the cast, holding the arm under the table. As he swallowed convulsively and began to get nervous he managed, “Um…no…nothing. I, um…fell, yeah, I fell…down my, um, stairs.” With a nervous laugh he continued, “I’m such a klutz, huh?!” Shuichi cleared hi throat and swallowed the lump in it. “So, um, here, look at these.” Shuichi pulled lyrics from his bag. “I, ah, wrote them last night. What do you think?” Shuichi handed over copies of the lyrics to Hiro and Suguru for them to look over. When picked them up and started to read, Shuichi let out a quiet sigh of relief. ‘Thank god that managed to distract them.’
While Hiro and Suguru were looking over his lyrics, Shuichi sat back in his chair and hung his head. Holding onto his left arm underneath the table, Shu went thru the events of last night in his head.

Flashback:

Shuichi walked thru the door an hour late. Akuma had told him before to always be on time, but he had a really good excuse this time. ‘Even if he doesn’t believe me it’s no big deal. Akuma only punches me, nothing serious.’ Shuichi thought, trying to convince himself. Taking off his hoes, Shu quietly tiptoed down the hall to the living room. Shuichi peeked around the corner to make sure Akuma wasn’t there before going in. Letting out a sigh of relief, he walked over to the couch. Setting his bag down he turned around to go to the kitchen, but before he even took one step forward, Shuichi found himself being thrown to his right and shoved against the wall.
“What were you doing that it took you an extra hour? Didn’t I tell you to be on time?” Akuma yelled in Shuichi’s face while holding him against the wall. Shuichi turned his head to the side only to have Akuma hold him across the chest with his left arm and use his right to turn Shuichi’s head back to front. “You should look at me when I talk to you. Now, where were you?” Akuma continued to yell.
Shuichi looked at Akuma with terror filled eyes and said with a scared voice, “I was at the hospital with Hiro and K. You see, Hiro slipped on the wet floor at NG and hit his head and…”
“So you decided to spend you time with those two instead of me? Is there something that you’re trying to imply?” Akuma yelled cutting Shuichi off.
Shuichi’s eyes widened as he quickly shook his head, seeing the anger just radiating off of Akuma. “No, honest! I’m not! I just thought that, because he’s my best friend and all, that…”
Once again Akuma cut him short. “You thought? Well try not to next time.” Akuma’s voice softened as he continued, “I just want what’s best for you. You know that right?” Shuichi slowly nodded with tears threatening to fall. “Good. Now you won’t do that again, right?” Shuichi quickly shook his head in response as the tears finally fell. “Good.” With that Akuma grabbed a hold of Shuichi’s left arm. A snap was heard echoed thru out the room followed by a blind scream of pain. To shut him up, Akuma punched Shuichi in the face, connecting with his jaw and sending Shuichi’s head to fly back against the wall. Akuma let go of Shuichi and let him fall to the floor in a whimpering ball.

End of Flashback:

Shuichi wiped at a tear that streaked down his cheek. Before the others saw, he wiped at his eyes and then cleared his throat to keep the whimper that threatened to come out from actually coming. Shuichi sat back in his chair, closed his eyes and sighed.


AN: well that\'s it for now. Hope you liked it. Please review so i know if it\'s alright. Thanks a bunch. ^_^