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Chap 5: "Never alone"

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When Hiroshi woke, Shuichi was gone. "I think I fucked up big time" he thought aloud. After ripping the filthy sheets off his bed, and throwing them across the room, he showered quickly.

Driving to work he couldn't decide what to do. "Shit I don't even know if he really wanted to have sex with me, or did I... fuck!"

He sped down the road.

Reaching NG he parked sideways, and rushed to the studio one hour late. "Nakano-san you're right on time!" K grabbed him hard by the arm.

He struggled out of the American's strong hold. "Is Shuichi here?"

"Take it easy, you're going to need energy for today."

Mind still askew, "What are you talki-"

"My favorite singer has an entire new album for you to practice for your upcoming concert I scheduled this morning!" He slapped Hiroshi on the back. "Get to work, oh and you better not look like this in public again" he grinned with a glare.

Hiro glanced at a randomly placed wall mirror; he was a mess, hair unbrushed, eyes red, wrinkled clothes. Haggard, he replied "Sure thing K-san".

Drawing a gun from his pocket, light hitting Hiro's eyes, the lunatic nodded "Good". They walked into the recording studio.

"There he is Shindou-san" mentioned the youngest member of Bad Luck.

Shuichi crossed the room, passing several pages of music to him. "Let's get this started!" came the usual childlike voice.

Hiroshi blinked.

"Nakano-san, we want to have this set perfect for our concert next month" Fugisaki stated, hands at his keyboard.

"Yeah sorry, my head was somewhere else."

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Wiping sweat from his brow, "Those were some heavy lyrics Shinduo-"

K bounded over, throwing an arm around the keyboardist, "Nonsense Fujisaki! The fans will eat this up! Right Nakano-san?!"

"Definitely" the redhead affirmed, putting his guitar away.

"Ah that's a good boy! See you all tomorrow!" their manager said with a wave.

Fujisaki looked at his watch, "I need to head out too, I start Arabic lessons today. I'll study the chords tonight."

"See you" Shuichi smiled. Waiting until Fujisaki was at the end of the hall, he looked at Shuichi, "So..."

"Let's go back to your place."

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The drive was longer than he remembered. Silence lay between them until Shuichi turned on the radio, and began singing along with a Nittle Grasper playlist.

Silence returned as they exited the car, and went to his apartment.

Now inside with the door closed, he continued to silently watch his friend. Opening cabinets, he removed some pots and pans, and reaching for dishes asked "Hiro waddo you want for supper?"

He was so confused, "Shu you remember what happened last night, don't you?"

Shuichi froze. Putting down a pot he slowly turned. "Not all of it, but yeah I remember what we did."

"Shu I..."

"I rented an apartment real easy this time." He shrugged, "Sometimes it's good to live alone, I guess."

So that's how it was.

"You don't blame me?"

With a knowledge not many realized he posseses Shuichi surprised him, "Things happen, you're not at fault Hiro. Maybe we were both in odd states." He sighed, "You've always been there for me, and you helped me so much after Yuki went away. I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you, I really hope what happened doesn't screw us up. We should just stay friends Hiro".

Silence returned for several minutes.

"Yeah. You're right pal" he smirked. "Let's get your things packed up. Do you have the key to your new place?"

"Yup what was his name? Hmm Aso-san gave it to me this morning" he shuffled through his pockets, candy wrappers falling out, then a silver key.

"Let's try to get your stuff to your new apartment tonight. Think we can do it?"

Grinning Shuichi nodded, "Us two, we can do anything".

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THE END

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