Temptation

Ch. 2: Guilt
Rating: Nc-17 for language and sex
245 Paragraphs

The next morning:

When Shuuichi woke up, he didn't open his eyes right away. He could feel the heat of the sun on his face and he didn't want it to blind him. He turned over to snuggle up to his lover, and it felt strange somehow. Yuki felt...different. He smelled different too.

Shuuichi opened his eyes to investigate. He had to wait for his eyes to adjust to the light, but when they did, he knew something was very wrong. This wasn't Yuki's or his room. He had no idea where he was. He looked up at Yuki to ask where they were, but it wasn't Yuki!

It was Ryuichi that he was snuggled up against! Shuuichi jumped up right away, not knowing what exactly what to do. He was speechless.

'Did we...sleep together?!? That's impossible! I wouldn't do that to Yuki!' Shuuichi thought, though his fears were realized when he saw his favorite pair of leather shorts laying discarded on the floor along with his boxers and boots.

Realizing that he was half naked, and that Ryuichi was completely naked, he hurried quietly over to where his shorts and boxers lay and slipped them on, not making a sound so he wouldn't wake the sleeping Ryuichi. He picked up his boots.

He really didn't feel like trying to put them on at the moment. His head was pounding, but he'd take care of that when he got home. He snuck over to the bedroom door, slowly and quietly unlocked it, and closed it carefully as he slipped out so he wouldn't make a sound.

His stomach hurt as he thought of what they had obviously done.

'Oh my gods. I cheated on Yuki! I cheated! What am I going to do? Should I tell him? Does anyone else know? Oh no! This isn't good! This isn't good at all! I don't remember much of anything that happened last night. Wait...I came to a party with Sakuma-san, Hiro, and Fujisaki. Hiro and Fujisaki disappeared, probably so Fujisaki could get changed. I followed Sakuma-san for awhile and met some of his friends...then we had a few drinks! I must've gotten drunk! Uh oh. I wonder how drunk Sakuma-san was. Did he realize what he was doing? Did I? Damn it! I'm never drinking again! Never!' Shuuichi thought, his heart beating faster in his chest as he tried to come up with a way to face Yuki with this problem.

'Wait! I can't tell Yuki about this! He'd kill Sakuma-san and dump me and kick me out and...Wahhhhh! What am I going to do?!? I'm as good as dumped! Wait...does Sakuma-san remember? If he doesn't, should I tell him? No. I can't. No one can know about this. Okay...I need a ride home. Maybe Hiro can give me a lift. I don't want to bother asking Sakuma-san. He might wonder why I'm still here after the party, and then I'll have to explain what we did, when I don't even know the specifics myself. No. I'd better call Hiro. Let's see. What time is it?' Shuuichi thought, looking around for a clock.

It was 9:28 am.

'Wait a minute! I was supposed to go to work today! I'm late! Oh man! Well...at least I know Hiro is awake. I'll give him a call then.' Shuuichi thought, setting his boots down and picking up Ryuichi's Kuma shaped phone since he'd forgotten his cell.

He dialed Hiro's cell and it rang 8 times before he picked it up.

"Hello?" asked a miserable voice from the other end.

"Hiro? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Shuuichi asked, momentarily forgetting about his own problem.

"It's nothing I can't handle. Not doing so good right now, but I'll be fine." he said, sounding miserable.

"Where are you?" Shuuichi asked in a worried tone, hoping something really bad hadn't happened to him.

"I called in sick. I'm at home. I couldn't go into work today if I tried." Hiro said, a coughing fit overtaking him before he could talk again.

"Hiro, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have called. You don't sound like you're in any condition to talk right now." Shuuichi said, feeling like crap, then he remembered why he had called.

"Oh, if you're not going into work, then there isn't any sense in me or Fujisaki going in either. I guess I don't need to worry about it then." Shuuichi said, sighing.

"Shuu..." Hiro said, not wanting to continue.

"What? What is it?" Shuuichi asked, getting worried again.

"Are you...still at Sakuma-san's?" Hiro asked, nearly making Shuu drop the phone.

He was speechless.

"Shuu...if you're still there, you might want to leave soon, and in disguise. If the media get's wind of...certain... information, your reputation and your relationship will be ruined. You need to leave now, Shuuichi." Hiro said when Shuuichi didn't answer.

"I...but you...how did you..." Shuuichi asked, stunned.

"I would have tried to stop you, but I couldn't find you throughout the party. Then a guy told Suguru and I that he saw you two go in Sakuma-san's room, and we tried to knock and get in. We tried pounding on the door, but it was sound proof. I'm sorry Shuu...I really am." Hiro said.

His voice broke.

"I tried to do what I could though. I don't think anyone at the party will talk, Shuu. I think you're safe as long as you can get out of there disguised. In fact, I don't think anyone will know as long as you're careful." Hiro said, making Shuu's stomach drop.

What exactly had Hiro done?

"Hiro...how do you know that? How can you be sure? What did you do?" Shuuichi asked, his worry outweighing his relief as he listened to his friend who he could tell was close to tears.

"It's not important. Just please. Heed my warning. When you leave, disguise yourself, otherwise I can't promise that something won't be reported." Hiro said.

"Alright. I promise." Shuuichi said, his stomach feeling queasy.

Hiro was about to hang up, but then Shuuichi said "Wait!"

"What?" Hiro asked, jumping from Shuu's sudden outburst.

"Sorry, but if Yuki-san calls you, could you tell him that I got really drunk and crashed at your house? That's what I'm going to tell him for now." Shuuichi said, silently begging that his friend would say yes.

"Already done. He called this morning and I told him you were still sleeping. I told him I'd send you home once you woke up." Hiro said, cringing as he turned the wrong way, though Shuuichi had no way of knowing that.

"Thanks, Hiro. I don't know what I'd do without you." Shuuichi said, really greatful that he had a friend like Hiro.

'You have no idea.' Hiro thought, though he said "Yeah, well, I'll talk to you later, Shuu. Be careful getting home."

"Okay, bye Hiro." Shuuichi said, touched by his friend's concern.

"Bye." Hiro said, hanging up the phone and trying to get back to some much needed sleep after his "payment" to Sandayu. That man was a freak.

'Never again.' Hiro thought, covering his head with his pillow and trying to block out the unpleasant memories. Back at Ryuichi's, Shuu hung up the phone and looked around for something he could use as a disguise. Then, a voice behind Shuuichi made him jump.

"Shuuichi? What are you doing here so early? How did you even get in?" Ryuichi asked, making Shuuichi turn around sharply.

"Oh, hi Sakuma-san. Umm...actually...I...had forgotten something here last night, and I came back to get it. The man in the lobby recognized me from last night, so he let me in." Shuuichi said, speaking the first lie that came to his mind.

Ryuichi ignored the use of his last name and went over to the bar to pick up Kuma.

"I'm sorry, Kuma-chan. I guess I forgot you out here." he said, seeming to accept Shuuichi's lie and saying nothing more about it.

"Shuuichi; do you want to hang out today?" Ryuichi asked, holding Kuma by the arms and making him dance around in the air.

"I...um...I can't. Sorry, Ryuichi-san. I have to...go grocery shopping for the house today. I just kinda stopped here to get my...thing...that I forgot here on the way." Shuuichi said, lying again.

"Okay, I guess we'll hang out later then. I don't want to hold you up. Bye, Shuuichi-kun." Ryuichi said, running over before Shuuichi got the chance to take a step and glomping him.

Shuuichi blushed as Ryuichi's arms wrapped around him, being the only one present that knew, generally, what had went on between them last night. Shuuichi found his body betraying him as he started to get horny while Ryuichi was hugging him.

He wasn't the only one, either. Shuuichi could feel a slight bulge in Ryuichi's boxers that he'd apparently slipped on before coming out of his bedroom.

He said nothing, however, and when Ryuichi released him, he walked to the elevator, red faced and trying to get his heart rate back down to normal speed as he pushed the button for the elevator.

"Bye, Ryuichi-san." Shuuichi called over his shoulder. Ryuichi had the urge to call Shuuichi back. He wanted to touch Shuuichi, and his erection was growing as he thought of the younger, pink haired singer.

Before he could stop himself, he found that he was walking toward the elevator and he had called Shuuichi's name.

"Did you...need me for something?" Shuuichi asked, turning around. Without a second thought, Ryuichi pinned Shuuichi up against the wall and pressed himself to the younger vocalist, bending down and kissing Shuuichi.

Shuuichi accepted it before he realized what he was doing. When he did, he stopped kissing Ryuichi, making the older vocalist stop as well when the reaction had stopped. With Shuuichi still pinned to the wall, Ryuichi said "Shuuichi-kun...I'm...sorry...I don't know what came over me."

He pulled away from Shuuichi, looking ashamed of himself.

"Ryuichi is bad." Ryuichi said, looking like he was about to cry. Although Shuuichi didn't want to admit it, he liked both the kiss and the feeling of Ryuichi's body pressed against his.

"No, Ryuichi-san. You aren't bad. You just..." Shuuichi said. He couldn't find the words to finish the sentence. He couldn't help but look Ryuichi up and down. He couldn't believe that Ryuichi Sakuma, the legendary singer, would want him.

The thought made him horny, and curious. Ryuichi looked at Shuuichi, the lust and shame apparent in his eyes. It made Shuuichi wonder what sex would be like with a legendary rock star. It wasn't every day that you got the chance to do that.

Ryuichi caught Shuuichi checking him out, but he said nothing and Shuu didn't know that he knew. It was making him more horny by the minute, and he didn't know what to do.

Before he knew what he was doing, he had his arms around the back of Ryuichi's neck, pressing himself to the older man and kissing him slowly. Well, he had already cheated once. What difference would a second time make?

Ryuichi accepted the kiss, weaving his arms around Shuuichi's waist and pulling him more firmly against the older man. Ryuichi moaned into the kiss as his erection rubbed against Shuuichi's inner thigh.

He pulled away from the kiss to ask "You never left last night, did you Shuuichi?" Shuuichi shook his head, blushing. Ryuichi smiled, claiming the younger vocalist's soft lips once again.

'I was wondering why he hadn't changed. What did we do last night? Did we have sex?' Ryuichi wondered silently, though he didn't let his thoughts interfere with the long kiss he was currently entwined in. Ryuichi hands started to roam Shuuichi's body, making Shuu moan with every caress.

He could finally touch the young vocalist like he had wanted to. He started to rub Shuuichi's growing erection through the leather, making the younger vocalist moan and thrust his hips insistently toward Ryuichi's hand.

Ryuichi smiled, pinning Shuuichi to the wall once again as he continued to stroke him through the leather. Ryuichi's kisses started to travel down until he was kissing, licking, sucking, and biting at Shuu's neck lovingly, making Shuu flush and moan, his head leaning back against the wall as Ryuichi devoured his neck.

He rubbed the boy with increasing irritation. He needed the leather out of the way. He wanted Shuuichi to moan his name. He needed to hear the hot vocalist's voice filled with need, begging to be fucked.

He finally got the zipper undone and slid Shuu's leather shorts along with his boxers down to the floor, giving him room to kick them off and then pressing against him again.

As he licked and sucked at Shuuichi's neck, he grabbed Shuu's now exposed erection and began to pump it with teasing strokes, making him thrust into Ryuichi's hand as he tried to urge him to stroke him harder.

The only sound that came from his mouth, however, was a needy moan that made Ryuichi want him even more. His own erection was now at full attention in his boxers, and he couldn't ignore it anymore.

"Let's go into my bedroom." Ryuichi said in Shuuichi's ear, barely above a whisper. Shuu followed him as he led the way to the place of their former tryst, trying not to jump on Ryuichi and have him right on the floor.

Ryuichi pushed his bedroom door open, closing it when he and Shuu were both inside. He led the younger vocalist to his bed and laid him on his back, spreading his legs. He opened the drawer in the table beside the bed and was surprised. His lubricant had gone missing.

'So we must have had sex. I wonder how good it was? I guess we'll just have to see.' Ryuichi thought, looking around for his lubricant for only a minute before finding it and squirting some on his fingers.

He placed the tube gently on his bedside table so he wouldn't lose it again and then he made sure his fingers were well coated with the oily substance before inserting a finger slowly into the younger singer below him.

Shuuichi moaned as he felt the pleasurable pressure of Ryuichi's finger entering his tight ring of muscle. He wondered how different making love would be with Ryuichi compared to making love with Yuki. He wondered if it would be better. Hoped it would be, in fact.

Ryuichi's finger moved within him with an expert touch. He found Shuuichi's prostate right away and started to tease it, making Shuuichi cry out and thrust back against the intruding finger eagerly.

Shuuichi cursed lightly when Ryuichi slid yet another finger in, and then another, teasing his prostate relentlessly now.

"Ahhh...Ryuichi! I'm...ahhh!" Shuuichi shouted, coming after only a few seconds of relentless teasing. Ryuichi felt Shuuichi's tight walls close in around his fingers, and he smiled, Shuuichi sighing with contentment. Ryuichi, however, was far from done with him.

He grabbed the tube of lube and opened it, pouring some onto his cock, closing the tube, and setting it down as he started to work with his other hand to make sure his shaft was coated with the oily substance.

He then grasped Shuuichi's hip with one hand, while he guided his cock to Shuuichi's entrance and began to push into him. Shuuichi moaned as he felt himself being stretched even more, feeling himself being filled by Ryuichi slowly.

Ryuichi loved the tight warmth that greeted him. He was getting what he had wanted from the start. He had Shuuichi in his bed willingly. He was completely sober. He was even inside Shuuichi right now. Everything was perfect.

He slid in to the base with one last shallow push, gripping Shuuichi's hips and getting ready to start thrusting. He waited for only a few minutes, then, he started to thrust again, slowly and steadily building up his speed and force.

"Ahhh...Ryuichi-sama..." Shuuichi moaned, securing a tight grip on his idol's shoulders. Ryuichi loved the sound of the smaller pink haired vocalist when he called out his name. It made him all the more anxious to ravage the boy.

"Shuuichi...I love being inside you...gods...you feel so good..."Ryuichi cooed in Shuu's ear, making the teen blush even more if that was possible. Even if he'd wanted to, the teen wouldn't have been able to make a coherent reply.

He was in a haze from the pleasure, and it was only getting deeper. If he could have had it his way, he'd be dating Ryuichi instead of Yuuki. Thoughts like this ran through his mind, and his pleasure was so great at that point that he couldn't have felt guilty about it if he tried.

'If only I could do this all the time! Ryuichi-san is amazing!' Shuu thought, moving his hips to Ryuichi's rhythm.

Shuu started to pant, feeling his pleasure build so much that he involuntarily gouged chunks of flesh out of Ryuichi's shoulders. Ryuichi thrust harder into him in response to this, making the teen cry out in pleasure.

Shuu was already halfway hard again, and getting harder, and Ryuichi was lost in a haze of his own. This is what lovemaking was supposed to be like. All the other times he's had sex; all the other sexual partners; they meant nothing to him compared to this. Shuuichi was special.

He wasn't just some booty call. Ryuichi was in love with Shuuichi. He just wondered how he could tell him without pushing him away. The pink haired teen was dating Eiri Yuki, after all. He claimed to be in love with Yuki, but Ryuichi thought that maybe he could change Shuuichi's mind.

He was after all, very persuasive. Ryuichi smiled to himself, gripping Shuuichi hips harder and increasing his speed.

"Ah! Ryuichi! Harder! Oh gods!" Shuuichi cried, feeling Ryuichi hit his prostate. Ryuichi obliged, hitting Shuu's prostate over and over again. Shuuichi screamed in pleasure, splattering his seed all over his belly and Ryuichi's.

Shuuichi was amazed even through the haze of pleasure. He never came that quickly when he was having sex with Yuki. This was like a whole other level of sexual experience.

Ryuichi tried to hold it, but he came soon after Shuu did, feeling Shuuichi's tunnel squeeze every last drop of come out of him that he could produce. Ryuichi rode out the last of his orgasm, thrusting a few more times before he was spent, collapsing on top of Shuuichi with a contented sigh.

Shuuichi sighed and said "Ryuichi-san...you're amazing!" Ryuichi smiled and gave Shuu a deep kiss, rolling off of him to lay beside him on the bed. He then embraced him securely and smiled.

"Shuuichi...can I tell you something?" Ryuichi asked, becoming more nervous by the second.

"Yeah. What is it?" Shuuichi asked, snuggling up to Ryuichi. Ryuichi hesitated. What if Shuuichi freaked out and never wanted to speak to him again?

"N-nothing. Never mind. It isn't important right now." Ryuichi finally said, snuggling close to Shuu and closing his eyes for a short nap.

"Okay." Shuuichi said, yawning and closing his eyes as well. He could leave later. He'd have Ryuichi drop him off at Hiro's and go back home from there. He could just tell Hiro that he hung out with Ryuichi for awhile.

For the first time that day, he finally felt at peace. Not once did he think about Yuki. Not once did he feel guilty about sleeping with Ryuichi. He just felt content and worn out.

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Hiro groaned. He'd never had such a rough night in his life. He was still sick from all the demented things that Sandayu did to him. Just the memories were enough to both piss him off and make him gag.

The phone rang a few times after Shuuichi called him, but he decided to ignore it and he powered it off after it started to annoy him. He was in no mood to talk and he couldn't have cared less who called him after Shuu.

He didn't even bother looking at the caller I.D. to see who the calls were from. He was just starting to fall asleep again when he heard a loud banging. Someone was at his door.

"Argh!!! Damn it!" Hiro said, slumping out of bed and limping to the door. He opened it and Suguru was on the other side, looking worried.

"Hiro! You're okay! I thought that maybe...well...you weren't answering the phone and...What happened to you?" Suguru asked, looking at a severely beaten and worn Hiro.

"Sandayu..." Hiro said, the name instantly producing a sour look on Suguru's face.

"He did this to you?!? What the hell?!?" Suguru said, outraged.

"Look. Come in if you're going to come in. And please quit yelling. I have a pounding headache and I don't need the extra volume." Hiro said, slumping back to his couch and laying on his stomach, leaving the door wide open.

Suguru came inside and shut the door.

"Are you...okay?" Suguru asked, placing a hand lightly on Hiro's back and making him cringe.

"Oh...sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you. Can I at least look at the damage?" Suguru asked, Hiro shrugging but cringing from that as well. Suguru carefully started to pull Hiro's shirt off, moving his arms slowly to pull them out of the short sleeves.

"Suguru...I'm sorry. I really am." Hiro said, looking away from the green haired teen.

"It's fine, Hiro....I just don't want to talk about it right now." Suguru said, trying not to tear up. He was mad and disgusted, but not at Hiro. After he'd thought about it, and after seeing Hiro so beat up, he came to the conclusion that Hiro convinced that nasty man to take only him.

If not for Hiro, this would have happened to him too. He was wrong in judging that Hiro was actually flirting with the man for real.

"Actually, I'm sorry, Hiro. I misjudged your intentions and if not for you, this would have happened to me as well." Suguru said, the tears finally overflowing and running down his face.

Hiro didn't realize that the younger teen was crying until he felt the warm wet drops of liquid on his back as Suguru surveyed the damage. Hiro sat up and pulled Suguru into an embrace, though it pained him to do so.

"Please. Don't misjudge my feelings for Shuuichi either, Suguru. I merely wish to protect him. I love you and no other." Hiro said, stroking Suguru's hair lovingly.

"Y-you...love me?" Suguru asked, taking in a shaky breath.

"I do." Hiro said, pulling away from the younger teen enough to give him a smile and a deep kiss. He'd already made sure to brush his teeth after coming back from Sandayu's, so at least he didn't taste like that...monster. Suguru felt like a balloon was welling up inside his chest.

He'd never felt so...wanted. So loved. His parents loved him, of course. But this was a different kind of love. Romantic love. The kind you couldn't get from your parents. Suguru smiled at the thought, forgetting for a moment that Hiro was hurt and hugging him.

He remembered only after he felt Hiro tense up.

"Hiro! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to squeeze so hard! I forgot!" Suguru said, carefully helping Hiro lie back down on his stomach.

"It's okay. Just please try to be more careful from now on." Hiro said, turning his head sideways to give Suguru a forgiving smile. The moment was soon interrupted by a knock on the door.

Suguru sighed and said "I'll get it. If you don't want to be seen, I'll just ask them to go away." Before he reached the door, the knocking became louder.

Suguru opened the door to find a very pissed off looking Yuki.

"Where's the brat?" he asked in a forced calm voice. Hiro's voice came from the couch, trying not to sound how he felt.

"He decided to hang out with Ryuichi for awhile. He'll be back later if you want to come back to pick him up."

"Hanging out! Yeah right! When you see the brat, tell him he's out. I brought his shit here so he won't have to bother coming around to get it. Tell him I said that if he likes Ryuichi so damn much, he can stay with him!" Yuki said starting out the door.

"What's with this all of a sudden? Why are you kicking Shindo-san out? All he's doing is hanging out with Ryuichi! It's not like he's on a date with him!" Suguru said, becoming angry at Yuki.

This would be even worse for the band, and Shuuichi would come to Hiro crying, and Hiro couldn't deal with that right now.

"How do you know he's not on a date?!? That's the kind of person he is! He sleeps with someone then he goes on a date with them!" Yuki yelled, Suguru shocked for the first time since Yuki showed up.

"What do you mean? What on earth gives you the idea that they slept together?" Suguru asked, hoping that Yuki was just suspicious.

"This!" he yelled, shoving the morning paper in Suguru's face.

Sure enough, the front page read "CELEBRITY INFIDELITY!!!" with a black and white picture of Shuuichi and Ryuichi right outside Ryuichi's bedroom door, Ryuichi clinging to a drunken looking Shuuichi. Suguru couldn't believe his eyes.

He took the paper from Yuki and silently walked over to the couch, showing Hiro the front page.

"What the hell?!? That bastard!!!" Hiro said, regretting it immediately when it made his headache worsen.

"Whatever. I'm leaving. Tell the brat to stay out of my life for the rest of his." Yuki said, waving half-assed to them before walking back down the driveway and taking off with a screech of his tires. Suguru closed the front door quickly, rushing back to Hiro.

"Damn it! After all that, he still did it! After I..." Hiro said, placing a hand over his mouth in an attempt not to become sick. Hiro couldn't help it. He started to tear up.

"Damn it..." he said, tears spilling over onto his face.

"Hiro..." Suguru said, unable to think of anything to say to console him. He wasn't very good at comforting anyone, and there really wasn't too much he could have done anyway.

"Call Shuuichi, Suguru. Tell him what Yuki said, and if he wants to know why, tell him to look at the paper. There isn't much else we can do. He'll have to deal with it on his own for now." Hiro said in a tired voice.

"Okay. I will." Suguru said, looking for his cell in his pants pockets.

"Just...urp...use mine..." Hiro said, getting up and rushing to the bathroom. Suguru looked around, searching for Hiro's cell, wondering where it might have been sat down. After a few minutes of searching, he found it on Hiro's bed side table.

He flipped the Navy blue cell open and powered it on, waiting to use it while it went to the wall paper screen. He went to punch in the number, and a small pop-up window informed him that Hiro had five missed calls; one from work, one from his number, and three from other numbers that Suguru didn't know.

When he cleared that window, another popped up saying that he had a just one voice mail. He knew it wasn't important now because he had left the voice message himself. He cleared that away and dialed Shuuichi's cell number. It rang fifteen times before his voicemail picked it up.

He didn't bother leaving a message because he knew he needed to talk to Shuu, not just his voice mail. He went back into the living room and tried it again, and he heard a faint sound. He listened and it sounded like their old song "Rage Beat".

He found that the closer he got to the door, the louder it was. He opened the door, and looked around the drive way. There, lying with the rest of Shuu's stuff, was his cell phone, playing part of "Rage Beat" as it's ring tone.

Suguru sighed and ended the call, flipping Hiro's cell shut. He decided to bring Shuu's stuff in and set it in the living room. It took him 3 trips to get everything inside, but once he did, he shut the front door and plopped down on Hiro's couch with a sigh, Hiro still being in the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Hiro came out of the bathroom looking worse than he did earlier, which is saying quite alot considering what he looked like before. He carefully sat down on the couch next to Suguru and laid down sideways, laying his head in the younger teen's lap.

"Did you get a hold of him?" Hiro asked, turning his head to look up at Suguru. He shook his head.

"No. His cell is here. I don't know how to get a hold of him. I don't have Ryuichi's number." Suguru said, shrugging.

"It should be in my phone. Shuuichi called me from Ryuichi's place earlier." Hiro said, his breathing finally becoming steady again after his pain was eased slightly.

"Okay." Suguru said, looking in the calls index to find the number.

"Which one is it?" he asked, showing Hiro the screen.

"This one." Hiro said, pointing to the top most number on the screen.

"Alright. I'll see if I can get a hold of him." Suguru said, dialing the number and waiting for it to start ringing.

It rang and rang, and by thirty rings, Suguru got tired of waiting and flipped the phone closed.

"No one answered." Suguru said, though it was obvious to Hiro.

"So either they're gone, or they're in Ryuichi's room." Hiro said, sighing. He didn't know what to do. He needed to tell Shuuichi before he tried going back to Yuki's house. If he couldn't, the end result could turn out disastrous. There were so many things that could go wrong.

So many factors involved. What if because of Yuki's break up with him, he quits the band? What if he decides to do worse? Shuuichi doesn't seem like the suicidal type from the outside, but he gets really depressed just from fighting with Yuki.

How will he feel when he finds out that it's over completely? Would he try to kill himself? Hiro couldn't let him do that. No; he wouldn't let him do that. If he was going to do one more important thing with his life, it was going to be to help out his best friend.

He wouldn't let him go through this alone. Hiro sat up with a cringe and struggled to stand.

"Hiro! What are you doing?!? You have to rest! You can't afford to move around right now! Lay back down!" Suguru said, standing up and supporting Hiro as he almost fell back over.

"No...I need to tell Shuuichi...we can't let him find out when he tries to go back to Yuki's. He needs to know now!" Hiro said, leaning against Suguru with almost all his weight.

"Hiro, I understand the situation, and how dangerous it could be, but I'm more worried about you right now. You need to rest, okay?" Suguru said, sitting Hiro back down on the couch.

"No! He needs to know!" Hiro said insistently, trying to stand back up. As weak as he was at the moment, he was held in place by the younger teen, and Suguru knelt, looking at Hiro sincerely.

"Listen to me, Hiro. This is the last time I'm going to say it! You need to rest! I'll go tell Shindo-san what Yuki said, and I'll keep him from doing anything...drastic. I can take a taxi. I'll wait down in the lobby if I have to. Trust me, Hiro. I won't let anything happen to Shindo-san. If you want to talk to him, I'll bring him over later so he can see you. I'll make sure he knows how badly you're hurt so he won't be too rough on you." Suguru said, and Hiro grabbed his arm.

"No. I don't want Shuuichi to know about these injuries. I've already told him that I called in sick, so he expects me to be sick and resting. There's no need to tell him the rest. I don't want him to overreact. All he knows is that I'm sick at home, so let's keep it that way. Please." Hiro said, looking at Suguru pleadingly.

"Fine. I'll be back later." Suguru said, bending down and kissing Hiro. Hiro kissed him back, but it was a short kiss because both knew that Suguru needed to get going. He set Hiro's phone on the table beside the front door and went out the door, closing it carefully behind him.

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Shuu awoke to see the golden beauty of twilight shining against the usually ordinary looking city. The city looked more beautiful with the golden light of twilight shining upon it. It was Shuu's favorite time of day. He thought the light of twilight made everything more beautiful.

He sighed as he stared out the window, hoping that Yuki wasn't mad that he wasn't home yet. Oh well. He could make it up to him by making him dinner. Well, he could make up being late, anyway. The guilt came crashing down around him again, and it made his stomach turn.

He knew it shouldn't have happened, and now he felt worse than he had earlier. He had done it knowingly this time. He felt stupid for doing it once again on the basis that it wouldn't hurt anything to do it once more. He had knowingly cheated on Yuki. There was no hiding that fact.

He used a stupid mistake as a basis for a decision to make a downright awful one when it came down to it. If Yuki ever found out, he'd never trust him again.

'Noooooo! I screwed up my relationship with Yuki because I couldn't keep it in my pants! Gahh! I'm so stupid!' Shuuichi thought, smacking himself in the middle of his forehead with his palm.

If anyone could have seen him at that moment, half naked with a huge red mark on his forehead, they would probably die of laughter. Of course, he wasn't thinking anything along these lines. He was thinking of how he could ever tell Yuki what he did.

He couldn't just keep it a secret, because one, he was horrible at keeping secrets, and two, it would eat at him until he eventually broke like a damn, so he really didn't have much of a choice in the matter.

So either way, he was pretty much screwed. His heart throbbed with nervousness, and he sighed, calming his nerves.

“Shuuichi…” Ryuichi murmured in his sleep, slowly turning on his side. Shuuichi knew he had to leave before Ryuichi woke up, it would be too hard to just tell him good bye after…all of that.

He could feel his eyes swell with tears already, but blinked them off as he got out of the bed, making sure not to stir the handsome silently sleeping man. He quickly yet quietly gathered up his clothes and slipped them on, opening the door and closing it quietly behind him.

He made his way to the elevator, regretting ever step he took. He didn’t want to leave Ryuichi there all alone to wake up worried and feeling abandoned.

But it was the only plausible way to do this, and he didn’t want to witness those beautiful, glistening, sapphire eyes looking into his, hurting, begging, lusting.

“WHAT?!” Shuichi cried to himself, holding his head. He instantly froze when he heard Ryuichi groan loudly in his room. He waited for another sound, but seemed to hear none. So he quickly rushed into the elevator.

When the door opened to the lobby, Suguru was already running towards him. In a fright, Shuichi gasped, drawing back.

“Suguru?!”

“Shuuichi,” Suguru began, taking a deep breath. “I need to talk to you…about something.” Shuuichi’s heart dropped.

‘Is it about Yuki?’ Shuichi wondered silently.

“Here, let’s talk outside…” Suguru gestured towards the doors, and Shuuichi nodded nervously, gulping slightly. He was already trembling from anxiety, but he tried to calm down as best he could.

When they finally stopped in an alleyway beside the building, Suguru took a deep breath, trying to think of the best way to break the news to his band mate.

“Shuuichi…have you seen the morning paper?” he asked, looking up at his distressed band mate.

“N-no. Why?” Shuuichi asked nervously, though he suspected the answer already.

“Well…it has a story, and a picture in it…they’re about you, and Sakuma-san. Shuuichi…everyone who reads the morning paper knows about your affair.” Suguru said, leaving his band mate looking stricken.

“B-but…Yuki…he….reads it too. That means that…Yuki…knows…” Shuuichi said, looking horrified.

“Yeah…he came and dropped your stuff off at Hiro’s, Shuuichi. He…said some things, but it’s best you don’t hear them right now.” Suguru said, shaking his head.

“No. Tell me what Yuki said.” Shuuichi demanded, though it sounded nothing like a demand.

“He said that it’s over. You’re out. He also said to stay out of his life for the rest of yours.” Suguru said, fearing what his band mate might do next.

“I…see…” Shuuichi said, turning away from Suguru.

“Shuuichi…are you okay?” Suguru asked, placing his hand on Shuu’s shoulder.

“It’s…funny…” Shuuichi said in an eerily calm voice.

“What is?” Suguru asked, his hand still on the older teen’s shoulder.

“You aren’t using honorifics, Fujisaki-san. It’s funny to hear. Usually, you would have reprimanded me earlier for using your first name. By referring to you so informally.” Shuuichi said, his voice calm, as if he had never heard that he had broken up with Yuki.

“I just…I kind of forgot, Shindo-san. I was more worried about you. Hiro-kun was as well. We thought that you might do something to hurt yourself if you found out that Yuki-san had broken up with you on your own.” Suguru said, looking up at his older band mate’s back.

“No. That’s stupid. Why would I hurt myself over someone-over something like that?” Shuuichi asked, correcting himself quickly.

“Shindo-san…you tend to overreact when something happens between you and Yuki-san. We were just worried. Why don’t you come back to Hiro’s with me so we can show him that you’re alright?” Suguru asked, waiting for Shuuichi’s reply.

“No…I don’t think that I will. I’m going somewhere else.” Shuuichi said, walking out of the alley. Suguru followed him out of the alleyway as he walked away, staying close behind him.

“Where, Shindo-san? Where are you going?” he asked, fearing what the answer might be.

“I don’t know, Fujisaki-san; probably somewhere nice. I can’t be sure, but I really hope to go somewhere nice. Somewhere that’s peaceful, and calm.” Shuuichi said, stopping to look up at sky as the sun set cast a golden glow over everything in the surrounding area.

Suguru stopped and looked at his band mate. Shuuichi looked almost ethereal in the golden light. Shuuichi signaled a cab, and before he got in, he said “Tell Hiro I said to get well soon.” He got in and shut and locked the door behind him before Suguru could follow him in.

He saw Shuu reach over and lock the other door too, and he started to pound on the window.

“Shindo-san! You can’t go! You need to come with me! You need to come see Hiro! Stop!” Suguru shouted as he continued to pound in the glass. The driver pointed to him and asked Shuuichi something.

Shuuichi shook his head no and said something to the driver, and the driver turned around in his seat and took off. There was no way Suguru could keep up with a car, and he knew it. He felt helpless as he watched Shuuichi disappear into the distance, and he stayed stuck in that spot as it started to pour down rain.

Though Shuuichi couldn’t hear him, and he knew it, he said weakly “Wait…” and held his hand up in the direction his band mate had disappeared to. About a mile away by then, Shuuichi stared blankly out the window until the cab stopped and the driver asked “Are you sure this is where you wanted to be dropped off?”

“Yeah.” Shuuichi said, paying the man and stepping out of the car. He walked though the little park to a bench and sat down until the cab drove out of sight. Then, he stood up and walked quickly toward his real destination, not caring as rain poured down upon him.

He just kept walking until he arrived exactly where he wanted to be. He sighed and gripped the railing of the stone bridge he was now on, lifting himself over the railing and standing on the narrow edge on the other side with his heels, his tears flowing freely now. He looked down, and thought ‘Finally…I can go somewhere nice; somewhere with no pain.’ He smiled and closed his eyes, readying himself to jump.

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Yuki sat calmly on the couch, smoking a cigarette as normal. Yet his blank face read something other than relaxation, his eyebrows curved down and inward, causing little wrinkles of distress. He couldn’t seem to get Shuuichi out of his mind, and couldn’t stop blaming himself for what his young lover had done.

‘Was I…not enough for him…? No…I know I was cold to him at times…but I never gave him a reason to…cheat…Or maybe he just wanted Ryuichi…he is his idol after all…but he knew that would hurt…me…’

While he was thinking to himself, the door slammed open loudly, causing him to snap back to reality.

“Eiri!” Tatsuha barged in, holding the morning paper out in front of his face. “Shuuichi, he’s-!”

“I know, Tatsuha…” Yuki calmly interrupted, placing his hand on the paper beside him. Tatsuha slightly gasped, then went silent, looking down at his older brother with concern.

“Eiri…I’m sorry.” He whispered, still standing with the paper at his side.

“Why..? There’s no reason to be…It’s not like I loved him anyways.” He stated quite involuntarily. “He was just an annoying brat, always whining about attention…always cuddling with me…always bothering me with his stupid…” Yuki seemed to choke on his words, but no tears dampened his eyes.

Tatsuha knew that Yuki was only saying all of that because he thought it would make him feel better. But he knew that Yuki also failed at it, and could see him holding himself back from sobbing. He leaned over, removing the cigarette from in between Yuki’s petal soft lips and setting it in the ash tray.

“Eiri…” he whispered, running his fingers through his brother’s hair, finding it damp and silky. He pulled Yuki’s face towards his chest, relieved to find his brother comfortable with the action. But he still sympathized, beginning to plant kisses along his hair line.

“I can tell you’re hurt Eiri,” he began, Yuki drawing away from him slightly, but Tatsuha held him securely in place. “Shuuichi had no right to do what he did, it wasn’t your fault.”

Yuki still sat there silently in Tatsuha’s arms, barely moving. He didn’t know whether or not to speak. He wanted something, reassurance…comfort…something to stop all of this guilt and sorrow. But he didn’t want to give into his emotions, these stupid, horrible, emotions. Tatsuha sat down, still holding Yuki in his arms, lying back against the couch. He lifted Yuki’s face, seeing a tear roll down his face, quickly catching it with his fingertip.

“He doesn’t deserve these tears, Eiri…” Tatsuha murmured. “Cry…only if you are crying for yourself…not him.” With that he gained closure upon Yuki’s cheek, caressing it lightly with his lips. Yuki seemed shocked by the action, but chose not to move. He did, however, question the younger man.

"Tatsuha...what are you..." he started, looking at his younger brother as the dark haired man pulled back slightly.

"Eiri...allow me to ease some of your pain." Tatsuha said, leaning in to press his lips against Yuki's softly in a chaste kiss. Yuki was surprised, but he accepted the kiss. He gasped as Tatsuha kissed him once again, this time opening his mouth a bit and running his tongue along the older man’s lips. Tatsuha took advantage of the gasp and thrust his tongue inside the hot wet cavern of Yuki's mouth, trying to coax Yuki's tongue into meeting him halfway.

Yuki tongue timidly came up to meet his brother's, and it was met with alot of enthusiasm as Tatsuha kissed him back. Tats smiled into the kiss, his fingers playing around with the buttons of his jeans. That, however, is why Yuki stopped it then and there. He'd felt...helpless again...like he had felt when his favorite tutor violated him. It made his stomach knot and he froze up instantly, instinctively grabbing the offending hands and pushing them away quickly.

Before Tats could ask him what was wrong, they heard a knock at the door, and Yuki went to answer it. When he answered it, he found Shuu's friend Hiro looking at him desperately.

"You have to help me find Shuuichi! I think he's going to hurt himself, Yuki-san! I don't know where he might go, but I thought that maybe you would know! Please! Help me!" Hiro said, leaning against the door frame with a pained expression on his face. Suguru, as Yuki just noticed, was right behind the redhead looking anxious.

"What do you mean? I dumped him. It isn't my problem anymore. Go find someone else to help you." Yuki said, going into his Yuki-mode and trying not to show that he was actually as worried as they were. He tried to close the door, but the redhead, with surprising strength given his condition, held it open. He looked at Yuki fiercely.

"If Shuuichi kills himself over you, so help me god I'll get you back! I'll make sure you regret the day you were born, you got that?!?" Hiro said, his face containing a fury that no one had ever seen him harbor before. Yuki was shocked, but he didn't show it.

'Is he in love with my Shuuichi too? My Shuuichi? Where in the hell did that thought come from? Shuuichi isn't mine anymore. I was the one who ended it. I did it on my own terms.' Yuki thought, shaking his head.

Although Yuki hid his emotions well, Tatsuha knew his brother too well to be fooled by him. He was still in love with Shuuichi. It hurt Tatsuha to realize this, but he couldn't sit by and let his brother be stubborn while the one he really loved was in danger.

"Eiri...just go with them. Go help find Shuuichi. He needs you right now, so go before he does something you know you're going to regret." Tatsuha said, looking at Yuki determinedly, though he was anything but. Tatsuha had shocked him, to say the least, but he wasn't going to say no to that. He sighed and gripped the door where he held it for a minute.

"Fine. Let's go." Yuki said, releasing the door and making his way around the redhead and out to his car. Hiro and Suguru followed him as fast as they could, Suguru helping Hiro along the way. They all got in Yuki's car, and as it pulled out of the driveway and sped down the street, Tatsuha sighed and shut the door. So he would never have his oniisan's heart. He wanted to get angry at him for going after Shuuichi, but he couldn't because he was the one who had told him to in the first place.

Besides that fact, he had scared his brother when he tried to unbutton his pants earlier.

'Do I remind him of that awful man? The one that raped him in New York? Am I really that much like him?' Tatsuha asked himself silently, his hand covering his mouth.

'I didn't realize...but...why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he stop me when I kissed him? Why did he kiss me back? Why did he let me do that?!?' Tatsuha wondered silently, his stomach starting to ache as thoughts similar to these and the earlier ones popped into his head. He wished now that he had just acted brotherly. It wasn’t the proper time to reveal his feelings to his brother. He had taken advantage of the situation, and he knew that he shouldn’t have. The problem now was how to get rid of his half-formed erection.

He didn’t want to masturbate in his brother’s house, but he didn’t want to go outside.

‘This is all that damned Shuuichi’s fault! If he hadn’t been so stupid and cheated on Yuki, no one would be in this mess! First he had to take Yuki away from me and now he’s even taken Ryuichi too! I can’t believe that a guy like him could get two such amazing guys and I get nothing! Sometimes I just really hate him! Argh! I swear that If I see him again, I’ll beat the hell out of him the first chance I get!’ Tatsuha silently declared, seething with hatred for the pink haired vocalist who he had tried to violate many times.

Tatsuha’s eyes lit up with that thought.

‘If he’s so amazing in bed that he could get both oniichan and Ryuichi, then I have to see what all the fuss is about. That way, I can have a good lay and punish him at the same time.’ Tatsuha thought with glee, a dark smile crossing his features. He didn’t know what he was going to do about his erection right now, but it was only getting harder as he thought of taking the hot little pink haired vocalist. He couldn’t wait to have him begging for mercy.

He heard a knock at the door and it broke him out of his train of thought. As he went to open the door, he carefully hid his erection behind the door so whoever it was wouldn’t see and they couldn’t call him a pervert. He opened the door slowly and Shuuichi stood on the front porch looking pale.

‘Revenge.’ Tatsuha thought, looking at Shuuichi with hatred though it didn’t show.


A/N: Eeeeeee! I finally got it done! I’m already writing chapter 3 and I’m so excited! I’m on a roll! YES! Please review and tell me what you think, and rate it if you like it. I was planning on ending the chapter with the scene with Shuu looking off the bridge, because I wanted to make it a nail biting cliff hanger, but I didn’t want it to be that short. Then, I was just going to write the YukiXTasuha scene and it didn’t end up happening the way I wanted it to so I’ll have to write another in later. The scene didn’t go all the way through like I had planned and now it’s ended with Tatsuha planning to…ahem…violate Shuu. I honestly didn’t know when I was going to write that pairing in, and then I thought about it and that seemed like the perfect time, so that’s what the third chapter starts off with. I mean really; what better motive for rape than revenge, right? I mean, come on. It would never be consensual between those two, so what was I supposed to do? It was supposed to be non-con in the first place. Either way though, I don’t want to give it all way, or you won’t want to read it. ;) Don’t worry. I’ll finish it when I can and get it up here. Stay tuned, or well, just wait for the next exciting chapter. (Don’t give me a hard time because I write rape scenes either. Rape does happen, you know. It’s a fact of life. A sad one, but a fact.)