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Kin no Shuichi

Written by:
Chochowilliams

Disclaimer: I do not
own Gravitation or the characters from it.� I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.

Summary:� Things were good.� Or so Shuichi thought, but one mistake by
Eiri could throw everything they�ve worked so heard for out the window.

Chapter Summary:� An old friend comes back into Shuichi�s life
and makes him an offer.

Warning: M/M,
romance, angst, OOC-ness, language, Shuichi/Eiri, implied Eiri/oc, implied
Shuichi/oc

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A/N:� Thank you to Miyabi-Elegance, sonata hirano, lilgurlanima,
Acherona, Paon, bcsaturdai for reviewing.

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Chapter 7: The Offer

1 Year Later

�Good morning Lisa,� Shuichi
sang as he entered the lobby at NG Productions.

The petite, shy woman
blushed.� �There�s a man here to see
you.�� She pointed passed him.

Shuichi glanced over his
shoulder and spied a man of average height and weight dressed semi-casually in
jeans and a black suit coat over a white graphic t-shirt slouched in one of the
chairs in the waiting room with his hands clasped in his lap.� There was a briefcase at his feet.� Shuichi did not recognize him.

As if feeling eyes on him,
the man looked up and spotted him.� Eyes
darker than night lit up.� Unfolding
himself, the man got to his feet.

�Who is he?� Shuichi asked
the woman.

Without taking her gaze from
the unknown stranger, Lisa said, �I�m not sure.�
He said his name was Yoshio Nakamura.�

Shuichi perked at the name.

�He claimed you grew up
together.�

She hadn�t even finished speaking
when Shuichi tore off across the lobby.

Yoshio was grinning broadly
by the time Shuichi made it to the waiting area.� �Shuichi Shindou,� he greeted.

�Yoshi!�� Shuichi giggled and threw himself at his old
friend, ignoring the hand held out in greeting.

�It sure has bee a while,�
Yoshio hugged Shuichi back.� He was not
at all thrown by the singer�s overtly affectionate nature.� Since they were little.

�You�re telling me!�� Shuichi beamed.� Then pulling out of his friend�s arms, he
pouted and slapped Yoshi playfully.�
�You�re so mean.� Abandoning me
like that.�

Yoshio chuckled
sheepishly.� He scratched his head.� �Sorry bout that.�� He turned nervous suddenly.� �So, uh, do you have time?� Or�?�

Shuichi fixed the strap of
his messenger bag that was slipping off his shoulder.� He wanted to blurt out �yes�.� He had to bit his tongue to keep from doing
so.� He�d gotten into trouble in the past
with both Eiri and the band for speaking without thinking.� The last thing he needed was another bullet
to the head.� Or a kick in the ass.� �Let me go speak to the guys�You know
what?� Why don�t you come up?�

Yoshio looked surprised.� �Really?�
You sure?�

�Yeah!� C�mon!�

�Alright.� Cool.�

Grabbing his hand, Shuichi
started to drag Yoshio across the room and up the staircase.� It tended to be faster than the elevator.

�Ah!� Wait a sec!��
Pulling his hand free, Yoshio jogged back to his seat and grabbed his
briefcase.� �That same as ever I see,� he
commented as he returned to where Shuichi waited impatiently. �Yoshio chuckled lightly.

Shuichi cocked his head
cutely.� �Huh?�

Yoshio shook his head.� �Nothing.�

Shuichi regarded his old
friend for a moment longer.� �Okay.� Now, c�mon!�

As he followed Shuichi up the
staircase, Yoshio studied his pink-haired friend.

Standing barely at five-four,
his thin as a chopstick frame that was accentuated by skimpy, tight clothing, a
smile that could light the whole of Tokyo
Tower, an open and honest
personality combined with stunning good looks and Eiri Yuki was the luckiest
bastard on the planet.

�So, Yoshi,� Shuichi said
breaking into his thoughts as they made it to the landing.� �What�s going on?� You married?�

�Nope.� I have a girlfriend I�ve been seeing for a
few months now though.�

�Cool!� She didn�t come with you?�

�No.� She�s a student at M-U so she�s in class
right now.�

�Ah!� How�d you meet?�

Yoshio scratched his
cheek.� �On the bus.�

Shuichi was surprised.� �Really?�

�Yeah.� Apparently, she grew up right down the street
from us, but then when her father passed away, she and her mother moved to Osaka to be with her
grandparents.�

�Wow.�� Shuichi�s eyes sparkled.� He clasped his hands.� �It must be fate.�

Yoshio rolled his eyes.� �Still a romantic, I see.�

�But of course!�� Shuichi argued passionately.� �Just like meeting Yuki was written in the
stars.�

Yoshio cleared his
throat.� Moving right along.� �So I guess the rumors are true then?� About you and Mr. Yuki?�� It came as no surprise that Shuichi turned
out to be gay.� It actually put many
things into perspective.� Like finally
being able to put together a puzzle where all the pieces looked a like.

A pinkish tint colored
Shuichi�s cheeks.� �Actually, we got
married last year,� he admitted with pride.

�Yeah, I heard that.� And you got a daughter now?�

�Sayo.� Yup!�

�Cute.� How old is she?�

�Just about six weeks now.�

�Wow.�� It was hard to picture his friend as a
father.

�Oh!� Here we are.�

They stopped before a doorway
that looked like every other one on the floor.�
Only a plaque on the wall besides the door that read, �Rehearsal Studio
2� distinguished it from the others.

�Howdy fellas,� Shuichi
exclaimed loudly as he threw open the door.

�Hey, Shu,� Hiro greeted as
he continued to strum on his guitar.� One
of the cords sounded off.

�It�s about time. Mr.
Shindou.�

Suguru.

Shuichi planted a hand on his
hip and pointed a finger at his musical arranger and keyboardist.� �I�ll have you know that Eiri drove me into
work today.� So if I�m late, you�re just
going to have to talk to him.�

�That always seemed to be the
case, huh?�

Violet eyes narrowed.� �Yeah, what of it?� Shuichi snapped
back.� �We love one another and Eiri
tends to-�

He spotted the guy for the
first time as she stepped into the band�s rehearsal space behind Shuichi.� �Who�s that?� Hiro asked, breaking into his
friends� argument.� The less he heard
about Shuichi�s love life the better.�

�Huh?�� His daily fight with Suguru instantly
forgotten, Shuichi turned towards his best friend.

�Him.�� Hiro pointed at the man looking amused in the
doorway.

��Him�?�� Shuichi turned around and instantly his eyes
brightened.� �Oh!� This is Yoshio.�� He latched onto his friend�s arm.� �Yoshio Nakamura.�

�Hello.�� Yoshio bowed in greeting.

�Yoshi.� This is Hiro and Suguru.�

Hiro studied the newcomer
closely.� He inclined his head in
greeting.

Suguru too regarded the
man.� �And who�s he?� Your new boyfriend?�

Shuichi tossed his head.� �You�re just jealous.�

��Jealous�?� Why in the hell-?�

�Fujisaki,� Hiro said
sharply.� He simply shook his head when
his fellow band mate glanced in his direction.

�Easy,� Shuichi said.

Hiro sighed and tossed his
hands up in the air.� He gave up.

�Oh?�� Suguru cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms
over his chest.

�Yeah.� You�re jealous of the fact that all the good
looking ones chase after this piece
of fine ass.�� Shuichi developed a
confident gleam in his eye as he stuck out his hip and jerked his thumb into
his chest.

Besides him, Yoshio quietly
chuckled.

Dropping his hands his hips,
Suguru rolled his eyes.� �Please!�

�You know I�m right,� Shuichi
said pointing across the studio at the boy behind the synthesizer.� �Ever since we were forced to let you join.�

Suguru opened his mouth to
retort.

�Just go with it,� Hiro
mumbled.

�What?!� Suguru exclaimed
just as quietly.

�Sug, if this goes on any
longer, we won�t get any work done today.�

Suguru growled softly.� �Fine.��
He regarded the singer.

Shuichi seemed to have
completely forgotten about Suguru and their argument once again.� In fact, he appeared to have forgotten
everything but the man to whose arm he was clinging.

Hiro studied his friend
closely.� He did not like this Yoshi
Nakamura guy.� It was obvious that he and
Shuichi were especially close.� There was
something there.� He was not sure what it
was though.� Maybe it was the look on his
friend�s face.� It was something Hiro�d
seen in regards to one other person.� Mr.
Eiri Yuki.� Hiro�s dark eyes
narrowed.� �So, Yoshio, how exactly do
you know our Shuichi?� he inquired.

�Well,� Yoshio answered,
�actually, we used to be best friends.�

�Yup!� Shuichi agreed,
grinning widely up at the man.

Hiro was thrown for a loop.

�We used to live down the
street from one another,� Yoshio continued.

Shuichi pouted.� �But then you left.�� He smacked Yoshio�s arm playfully.

Yoshio glanced down at
Shuichi.� He smiled gently.� �True, but it wasn�t my fault.� My dad got a promotion and we had to move.�

Hiro cleared his throat.� He did not like the way the two of them
looked at one another.� �And so?�

�Yes?� Yoshio answered,
breaking his gaze away from Shuichi�s.

�Is there a reason why we�re
just standing here?� Suguru inquired.

�Actually,� Yoshio said,
�I�ve come to elicit Shu�s services.�

�Oh?�

�Matters of that nature must
go through either Mr. K or Mr. Sakano first,� Suguru said.

Yoshio nodded.� �Yes, if I wanted Bad Luck or Shuichi Shindou
the front man, but I�m here to ask my old friend a favor.� If he then must speak with his people, then
so bet it.�

Suguru scoffed.� �Of all the nerve.� He whispered.

Hiro did not like this.� Not at all.

�So, I�m going to take an
early lunch,� Shuichi announced.

�What?� You�ve got to be kidding!�

�Shu, you just got here.�

�Yeah,� Shuichi agreed with a
nod, �and it�s lunch time.�� He pointed
at the clock on the wall.

Hiro and Suguru followed
their friend�s finger.� Sure enough, it
was nearly noon.� When they turned back
around, Shuichi was gone.

�What the hell,� Suguru
exclaimed.

Hiro continued to stare at
the empty doorway through narrowed eyes.

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�Here ya go.� �Shuichi set a cold bottle of strawberry ramune
down in front of Yoshio.

�Thanks.�

Shuichi sat down opposite his
friend with his own soda.� Both made
quick work of the marble stoppers.�
Shuichi took a swig.� It burned
down his throat and made his eyes water.�
He smacked his lips together in appreciation.� �Aah!��
He held up the clear glass bottle and stared hypnotized at the reddish
liquid.� �Huh?�� He looked around the ramune bottle when he
heard the sound of gagging.� �Yoshi?�

�You still have strange
taste,� Yoshio managed to choke out.

�Huh?� Strange?��
Shuichi glanced from his pop to his friend and back.� �Hm.�� He
pouted.� �You sound like Yuki.�

�Really?�� Yoshio chuckled.

Shuichi took another
sip.� �So, what�s this favor you want?�

Coughing one last time,
Yoshio set his pop down and then folded his hands together on the table in
front of him.� �Actually, have you heard
of the magazine Blaze?�

�Blaze?�

�Yeah.�

Shuichi ran the name through
his mind.� While it sounded vaguely familiar,
the only thing that came to mind was Mirage
of Blaze.� �Nope.� Why?�

�Because I own it.�

�Really?�� Shuichi�s eyes lit up.� �That is so cool.�� He leaned forward over the table.� �So?�
What kind of magazine is it?�

Yoshio�s face burned
hotly.� �..Uh, well�it�s, uhm, a��

Shuichi cocked his head.

�A�porn mag for, uh, gay men.�� With each word, Yoshio�s voice became lower
and lower.

For the first time, Shuichi
found that he was speechless.� �You�you�re�gay?�� To say that he was surprised would be an
understatement.� It was more shocking
than a diehard Eiri Yuki fan discovering that the author had a thing for a
sexy, young singer by the name of Shuichi Shindou.

Yoshio blinked.� After confessing to being the owner of a porn
magazine, that was the first thing out of Shuichi�s mouth?� Typical Shuichi.� But he quickly denied it.

Left confused, Shuichi
blinked at his friend.� ��But�?�

�It�s a long story.�� Shuichi really did not get it.

��Blaze was founded by Ohta Chinone in the summer of 1976.� It has a pretty soiled past.�

�How soiled?� �Shuichi was intrigued.

�Well, its debut stirred up
an immediate controversy when it published nude photos of the then Prime
Minister�s cousin.�

Gasping, Shuichi�s eyes went
wide.

Blaze was
notorious for printing photographs of nude men in explicit and graphically
sexual poses whether they are of models, entertainers or others that were in
the public eye or even everyday citizens.

�So, it�s like one of those�tabloid
magazine?� Shuichi asked in disgust.� He had
experience with those.

Yoshio tipped his head from
side to side.� �Mm�It depends on your point
of view.�

Blaze
quickly grew into one of the most popular �adult gay male magazines� in the
country, which in turn stirred up a growing sect of people opposed to the
magazine.� These people called the
magazine, �Immoral� and the photos within its pages �filth�.

�I can understand why,�
Shuichi said quietly.

�Huh?�

�I mean, people�s private
lives are just that.� If I want to walk
around my own home naked than I should be able to do just that without worrying
over whether or not some pervy paparazzo has snapped some pictures of me with
my morning wood with his zoom lens from the roof of the building across the
street!�

Yoshio nodded.� He agreed wholly with that, which was why
with the blessing of the Chinone family, he planned on giving the magazine a
complete renovation.� �I want to turn Blaze into a legitimate household
name.� You know, like Playboy.�

Shuichi growled deeply from
within his throat.� Eiri used to have a
subscription to that magazine.� He found
them one day while he was cleaning their bedroom, which had been completely
ransacked while he�d tried to find an appropriate outfit to wear to dinner with
his parents one day.� Here they were
engaged (at the time) and Eiri still had naked pictures of girls he jerked off
to.� Bastard.� Eiri found them right where he left
them.� Only this time as a big, black
pile of ash.� To say Eiri had been pissed
would be an understatement.� It also went
to say that he cancelled his subscription.

��your help.�

Shuichi�s head snapped
up.� �What?�

�Please, Shu.�� Yoshio scooted to the edge of the chair.� �Will you help me?� Will you pose for me?�

Flabbergasted, Shuichi�s mind
was sent reeling.� �Me?� Pose?�
For you?�

�Please!�

��Yoshi��

�Please, Shu.� It-it-it�it doesn�t have to be explicit or
graphic.� Just, just�pretend.�

Shuichi cocked his head.� �Huh?�

�I mean�make it look like, uhm, just like, if you were
to move a little like this or if the sheet were to slip just like so�You know!�

��Hm�I�I don�t�� Uncertainty clouded Shuichi�s vision.

Shu.� Please.��
Yoshio begged.� �I need this.�

Biting his lip, Shuichi shook
his head.� Best friend or not, there was
no way in hell he was going to have nude photographs of himself splashed all
over a gay porn magazine or any other magazine for that matter.� Besides, Eiri would kill him.� �I�m sorry, Yoshi.� I just can�t.�

Yoshio looked crestfallen,
though he had had a feeling that was what the answer would be.� He nodded sadly.

�It�s just that��

�It�s okay, Shu.� Really.�
I understand.�

Shuichi smiled apologetically
at his friend.

Yoshio sighed heavily.� �Can you just�think about it?�

He could ponder it until the
three horsemen of the Apocalypse appeared on his doorstep and it would not
change his answer, but Shuichi agreed nonetheless.

�If you don�t want to pose, I
mean, maybe we can have you do an interview?�

�An interview?�

�Yeah.� I mean, explain to our readers what it means
to be gay.� Coming out.� Finding yourself.� Being comfortable in your skin.� Ya know.�
That type of thing.� If you don�t
mind that it,� Yoshio quickly added.

Shuichi was taken aback.� �Why?��
He truly had no idea why anyone would want to know something like
that.� Especially from him.� As an entertainer, he knew, though still did
not get why, that there were people out there who wanted to know about every
little aspect of his life.� But why would
they want to know about something like �when did you first realize that you
were gay?�

�Well, it�s not easy coming
out,� Yoshio explained.� �There�s all
these fears and uncertainties.�

Shuichi nodded.� He understood that all too well.

�And hearing from someone
like you would be a great help to those who�re struggling to understand
themselves, ya know?�

�Hm.�� Shuichi sat back.� His brow creased in thought.� ��Okay.��
He glanced up.� �Yeah.� I can do that.�

Yoshio perked up.� �Really?�
Thanks, Shu!� I owe you big time.�

If he could help even one
person, then it would be worth it.

---TBC---

Preview:� Special.� �A Gravitation Birthday: Eiri�

A/N:�
So?� What do you think?� This isn�t the last we will see of
Yoshio.� He will be back.
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