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- Three Days Later-

Shuichi was once again bouncing around the living room, Yuki was laying barricaded in his study the pillow from the couch over his face muffling some of the noise but not all of it. Shuichi was blaring the music again, if the neighbors were calling to complain to Yuki; the writer wouldn’t even be able to hear his phone over Bad Luck’s lead vocalist voice that rang through the apartment.

The pop star was singing along with his recorded self. It was just the older man’s luck that his brother in law had given his lover’s band a week off after the keyboarder had a mental break down from his school work and arranging the music for the band and tried to smash his keyboard and synthesizer with a bottle of water.

That story always made Yuki smirk especially the way Shuichi told it, and how they had to restrain the boy from destroying everything in the recording booth.

The music went silent, Shuichi began to moan about the music turning off. This intrigued the writer removing the pillow he saw the digital clock on the bookshelf was black.

I don’t believe it, instead of complaining to me they shut off our power to stop Shuichi’ s music from making everyone in the building deaf. The blonde thought leaving the study and saw his pop star lover laying infront of the stereo looking up at the ceiling.

“ They cut the power to the apartment Yuki” he remarked not looking at the writer as he was standing right above the boy looking down at him; a small smirk played on his lips.

“ Get up, you damn brat and get over here” Yuki said sitting on the floor next to the wall and looked at Shuichi very closely watching him sit up and crawl over to him very seductively “ So does this mean your giving up and you want to have sex even after three days of nothing?” Shuichi asked whispered as he crawled into the blonde’s lap and started to suck on his ear lobe.

Yuki leaned his head back against the wall “ No Shuichi... don’t..” he said trying to hold in a moan that threatened to pour out of his throat and show his weakness.

His lover was soon determined to make his lover moan and beg for sex. Yuki tightened his hands till he felt a sharp set of pains in the palm of each hand. I’m going to make him beg, If I can get him to beg I can die a happy man.

Shuichi thought as he continued to tease Yuki even more, the writer knew he was going to lose this battle against his love.

Tatsuha parked his bike in the apartment parking lot, After his brother and Shuichi had made it public about their love, the press had been camped out on their door of their old house so they moved to another place in the city.

For their family members they all had to keep tabs on the two. Tatsuha picked the lock on the front door and closed it behind him and went up to the top floor and knocked on the door wondering what his brother was doing and if he would mind his little brother crashing at his place for a couple days, since their sister had thrown him out and Touma hadn’t done anything to let him stay.

“ Eiri open the damn door! I know your in there so let me in you selfish bastard” Tatsuha called as he banged his fist against the door again.

Yuki pushed Shuichi off his lap “ I have to get the door brat, unless you want to listen to my brother all day?” the writer asked getting up and letting his brother in “ What is it Tatsuha, why the hell are you even here?” Yuki questioned looking at his little annoying brother.

The raven haired younger version of the writer stood there, “ I need a place to crash Mika kicked me out of her place, and I know Shuichi wouldn’t mind” he said sounding decent.

Yuki was highly against letting the teen stay there but since he couldn’t have sex for a while “ Hell with it, you can stay but the first time you screw up your out on your ass” the blonde warned moving aside to let the young monk into his home.

Shuichi bounced over to the door and jumped on Yuki’ s back and hung on “ Tatsuha if your looking for a place to stay, Ryuichi is looking for a roommate.” the pink haired singer chirped hanging off his lover.

The monk beamed “ I’ll stay with him, what’s his address?” he asked trying not to bounce up and down. Shuichi let go of the blonde and ran into the apartment and returned with the address to Ryuichi’ s place

“ just tell him I sent you and he’ll let you stay” the boy said smiling.

Yuki grinned he couldn’t believe his lover could be so smart for once. He watched his younger brother take off like a bolt of lightning down the hall. The writer had a perfect idea about how to reward his lover for getting rid of his annoying brother, looking past his shoulder he gave Shuichi a smirk that left the boy very clueless on what was in his mind.


Yuki only smirked as he closed the front door “ since we have no power how about we go to a club tonight, just you and me. I want you to wear what ever you want, there is no restrictions tonight..” he whispered into his small lover’s ear as he walked toward the bedroom to get ready.

Shuichi stood there just watching the taller man walk toward the bedroom, he felt his mouth go dry for a moment Yuki said they were going to a club, Normally I have to beg him with sex to go but he wants to go maybe he’ll dance with me tonight....
Shuichi thought as Yuki walked out of the hall in a deep blue silk shirt that was barely buttoned up all the way up his chest, the black leather pants he wore made Shuichi want to rip them off right there and screw the writer in the middle of the living room.

Yuki stood there “ are you going to get dressed?” he asked moving forward very slowly.

Shuichi nodded his head before running into their room and started to look for a outfit to wear that night when it hit him to wear the outfit that always drove Yuki to be extremely horny whenever he wore it, the electric pink leather hot shorts that left nothing to imagination, the vest and shirt that went together.

Grabbing his boots from the closet he went out to the front hall and put them on as Yuki stood there waiting with his keys in hand. Soon after the pair left the apartment they decided to walk to the club that was only a block away, it was their luck that they knew the man who owned the club was none other than Touma Seguchi, President of the record label NG, keyboarder for Nittle Grasper and brother in law to Eiri Yuki.

Being related to Seguchi finally payed off, that was the way Yuki had put it at one point when Shuichi first brought him to the club and they had just waltzed in like kings since the bouncer just let them in that day.

Going in the front door cutting the entire line, the techno music blared from the speakers around the club. For once Yuki decided not to sit at the bar and watch Shuichi dance with others, pulling the boy into the sea of people he looked down at him softly as a new song began pulse the air a smirk that made Shuichi know just what he was going to do vibrated through their rib cages.