(Laughs at myself) Thank you N/A xD for telling me that. I knew it was a little awkward when I started that chapter.

Shuichi woke the next morning, Leaving Eiri in bed. He liked that…Eiri, not Yuki anymore.

He smiles as he walked into the Kitchen, looking out the window over the city.

He almost jumped out of his skin when Eiri's arms wrapped around him.

"Just me, Shu,"

"I know, just reflexes,"

"It's alright," Eiri whispered as they stood their quietly, Shuichi relaxing against the older man.

"I think…I will break off from NG, the only thing I worry about is…a lyricist." Shuichi finished softly.

"I've wrote you songs before. Why would I stop now?"

Shuichi did a quick one-eighty, hugging the older man to him tightly even though his muscles protested, "I love you so much, Y-Eiri; you do so much for me."

Eiri gave a sad smile as he placed a hand on the smaller's head, "No, I'm just starting Shu, just you wait. I won't let anything like that ever happen again."

"I'm going to go call Hiro," he didn't move from the older man's embrace, just standing there, soaking it all in.

Yuki had done a one-eighty and stopped short. He was kind, caring, treating him like glass. It was nice, indefinitely so, but all it did was remind Shuichi constantly that he'd been raped. Did it really take this much for the great Eiri Yuki to come to his senses?

"Shu?"

"Did you love me before I was raped?" the question brought silence with it. Eiri's face closed up as he looked at the younger boy, "you think about that." Shuichi finished as he pulled away, going to find the phone.

Ring. Ring. Zzz. Ring…. "Helllllllo?"

"Hey, Hiro!"

"Shuichi! How are you? You're not going to work are you? If you are I need to come knock some sense into you! You can't think of going back there after what happened!" Hiro ranted.

"I'm getting better, no, and I don't need sense knocked into me. I wanted to know if you'd stay in Bad Luck, but we go solo. I want to open my own record label after what happened. I don't feel like going back to NG. I don't want us to break up either. Will you talk to Fujisaki?"

"Sure, man. Let me see what instruments I have here, and what the statement looks like. The answers most probably, hell fucking yeah, but still; I need to do some type of decision making. I'll call Fujisaki now, so I'll talk to you later, kay?"

"Sure, tell me what he says," Shuichi finished before the both hung up. He heaved a sigh.

"Yes," Eiri said from the door way.

"Huh?"

"I loved you before the rape…but we fell into a motion of things, and I absolutely loathed you in the beginning. After awhile I became accustom of you, and then before long I was happy. I was used to being an ass to you, so I didn't stop. This was a wake up call, Shuichi, what if you had died? I would have lost you, but you're so strong, and you're here." Eiri finished, pulling the younger man into a hug.

"I think I could write a song about that," Shuichi joked with a sob.