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Note: just bear in mind that i'm French, hence the English mistakes!!

CELEBRITY BIRTHDAY SHOW! - Chapter 1

"Yuki?"

Bad Luck young singer's voice echoed in the empty flat. He had already checked all the rooms in every nook and cranny and the novelist was nowhere to be seen. He had made it a point to come back home earlier tonight and was pretty disappointed that his lover wasn't there. Especially on such a day.

Shuichi sighed and sat on the sofa, arms around his knees.

"First Hiro wouldn't come and have a drink with me, said he had something planned tonight, and now Yuki's not home? I can't believe they've all forgotten about it…" Shuichi spoke aloud.

His attention was suddenly caught by a little piece of paper scotch-taped to the TV's screen.

He stood up and took it off. Yuki's handwriting.

"If I were you, I'd turn on the TV at 8.00pm"

"Huh?"

The young man looked at his watch. 7.59pm. He pushed the "on" button.

"Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen! I am Danny Yamada and you are all welcome to Celebrity Birthday Show!"

Shuichi raised an eyebrow. The anchorman had a brown wig and false teeth. A real square.

"Today, we're celebrating Shindo Shuichi's birthday. Bad Luck singer is turning 20! Thumbs up to him!"

"What the heck?" Shuichi exclaimed.

"You know the concept of the show: each one of our journalists is going to interview Shuichi's friends and workmates in their dressing room and those friends are going to comment on Shuichi and let us know what they think about him. Maybe you're going to learn things you would have never believed on your idol!"

A little birdie was telling Shuichi that this whole thing wasn't such a good idea somehow…

"So that's it! We'll start with Shindo-san's oldest friend and Bad Luck partner, Nakano Hiro!"

So that's what his plans were for tonight? Shuichi thought to himself.

A short-haired blond woman appeared on screen next to Hiro.

"Nakano-san, you've known Shuichi for a long time, haven't you? Have you got some anecdotes to tell about him?"

"Yeah, well, let me think about it…" Hiro said. "Let's see… I was there when he lost his swimsuit and had to get out of the public swimming pool all naked, I was there to comfort him when he learnt that Santa Claus didn't exist, he was about 14! Oh, and he practically kissed me once. I think he only ended up with Yuki Eiri because I had turned him down. I've always been more interested in women –beautiful women-," he added smiling at the journalist, "but Shuichi wouldn't like it that way. He found consolation in Yuki's arms…"

Yamada was now back on air.

"Huhu!!" he exclaimed, "this is starting very well… Now let's see what the World famous Sakuma Ryuichi has to say on this subject…"

Ryuichi's dressing room was covered in Kumagoro's posters, and he was sitting on his chair in his pink bunny cosplay costume. The conversation had apparently already been engaged.

"What do you mean, 'normal clothes' ?" Nittle Grasper singer babbled.

The bald journalist looked slightly embarrassed.

"Err… you know… People expect men in their thirties to wear, well… more manly clothes…"

Chibi Ryuchi Sakuma's eyes bulged and filled with tears.

"But what's wrong with my clothes?" he started to sob. "That's really awful. Kumagoro and I thought we were invited here to talk about Shuichi! Shu-chan is our friend! And all you did so far was to criticize Ryu-chan's clothes. Meanie!"

He burst into tears and ran away, nearly stumbling with his big rabbit feet.

Shuichi looked with consternation.

"Hehe! What an overreactive guy, eh?!" Yamada said. "Sasuke, who's that pretty young lady with you?"

"Good evening Danny!" the young journalist beamed. "I am lucky to be with Ayaka, Yuki Eiri's 'ex-future bride' and now Hiro's girlfriend. Ayaka, can you tell us a little bit more about it?"

"All I can tell you is that it hurts like hell to be dumped for a boy. Especially someone like Shuichi. I mean… If Eiri had dumped me for a beautiful and intelligent man, I would have made an effort to understand. But really, Shuichi…? I still don't know what he sees in him." She said, sighing.

"Bitch!" Shuichi screamed in front of TV, clenching his fits. He really didn't like the turn of events.

"What a lovely young lady…" Yamada said, dreamily. "Now let's hear from Bad Luck producer, Mister Sakano!"

"Too much pressure, too much pressure…!!" a panic-stricken Sakano screamed before fainting.

"Wow! Looks like we've got another overreactive guy here! Never mind! Next!" Yamada exclaimed.

A black haired copy of Shuichi's lover appeared on screen.

"Now we're moving on to Yosuke, who's with Mister Uesugi Tatsuha, Yuki Eiri's young brother."

"So, Mister Uesugi, what do you have to say about Shindo-san?" asked the journalist.

"He's a very good kisser"

Shuichi's mouth dropped open.

"I beg your pardon?" the flabbergasted journalist asked.

"Yeah, well, I kissed him on a cooking TV show. I had changed my hair colour and dressed as my brother so that Shuichi mistakes me for my bro and thinks Eiri had come to support him. Nakano's idea! But I do admit I quite enjoyed myself doing this, and as I said, Shuichi's a really good kisser. Now that you've got your anecdote, where are those Ryuichi's boxers you promised me?"

Bad Luck singer nearly died of a heart attack.

"And this young boy must be Fujisaki Suguru, Bad Luck's keyboardist!" Yamada went on.

A grey-haired woman was holding out a microphone to Fujisaki.

"If you had to describe Shindo-san in one word, which one would that be?" she asked him.

"Only one word?!" he exclaimed. "Tough one! Let's see…" He scratched his forehead and mumbled "Lazy, incompetent, bad-tempered, naïve, annoying… Oh no, wait! I know! Immature!"

Chibi Shuichi burst into tears. "Why is everyone so cruel with me?! It's my birthday, for god's sake!!"

"And now, I do believe that Hinata, our beautiful trainee journalist, is in company with Seguchi Tohma, Nittle Grasper keyboardist and NG Records president"

A gorgeous woman with brown curly hair and big green eyes appeared on TV. She was wearing a very sexy green dress.

"Exactly, Dan! And what a privilege it is!"

She turned to Tohma with a lovely smile on her face, a smile that actually made the baby-face man blush.

"Mister Seguchi, let me tell you I'm one of your biggest fans! You're my idol! I've got all Nittle Grasper albums and I've got a gigantic poster of you stuck to my bedroom's wall. You are so talented, I…"

An enormous woman's handbag knocked the lady on the head and made her crash onto the ground. Shuichi immediately recognized the hysterical woman who was now yelling at the bleeding nose and bulging eyes journalist.

"What the hell do you think you are doing with my husband, you bitch?"

Mika Seguchi. His boss' wife and his lover's sister.

"Mika-san…" babbled an astonished Seguchi. "What are you doing here, I thought you said you were tired and wanted to stay home tonight?"

"Shut up! Do you think I haven't seen you making goo-goo eyes at her?! And you!" She snapped, coming closer to the camera and apparently pointing at the cameraman, "can't you see my husband and I need to have a little word? … In private!! So piss off!" she yelled, placing her hand on the lens and making the TV screen go all dark.

A big drop of sweat ran from Chibi Shuichi's forehead. "What's this all about?? Aren't they supposed to talk about me??"

"Well, well, well… That's what you can call a lovers' row, can't you?" the wigged anchor said in an enthusiastic voice. "Ok, last but not least, we're now moving on to Yuki Eiri, the famous romance novelist and Shindo-san's sweetheart!"

At the sight of his lover, Shuichi let himself fall onto the ground in front of TV. "Please, Yuki, just stop this mess!" he begged.

Yuki Eiri was actually frowning and yelling at the young spectacled journalist sitting in front of him, and none of them seemed to realise that thousands viewers' eyes were on them. Shuichi's mouth twitched.

"No, I don't write science-fiction, I'm a romance novelist!! Can't you make enquiries on people you get to interview? I don't know, you could have read my biography or something before! And I already told you Shuichi and I were lovers!! So no, he's not just a little pink-haired freak whom I let sleep on my sofa! How many times do I have to say that? Don't you watch TV? Don't you read any magazine? It's been common knowledge since I came out on TV a few months ago. Hello Japan, I'm gay!, haven't you seen that? I even said it with a smile on my face! So what do you want to know more about now? Yes, we do kiss. Yes, we do make love, nearly everyday actually, and if you want my opinion, Shuichi's got one of the finest arses I've ever got the chance to see in my life and he's a very good lover!! Happy now?!"

The journalist looked as though he had just seen a ghost, and Shuichi's mouth dropped open, his jawbone nearly falling off. Sure, Yuki had just made a compliment about him, which didn't happen very often, but why did it have to be about his bottom? On a TV show? At peak times? On his birthday? He melt into a puddle of mud while his lover still was insulting the journalist.

Someone cleared their voice.

"Excuse me," the cameraman tried to interfere, "but I think you've been on air for a few minutes…"

"Whaaaaa..??" Yuki exclaimed. "You mean you were filming all this??"

He looked away with embarrassment and ran his fingers through his blond hair. He then held out a long sigh and looked up straight at the camera with a very sexy look and a gorgeous smile, his earring shining. "So, where were we again?"

Shuichi rolled his eyes and clapped his hand to his forehead. Danny Yamada suddenly came back to screen.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Mister Yuki," the anchorman said, "but if you don't mind, we're going to make a little break right now, advertising time, know what it's like, eh? We just can't escape it! So we'll go back to you in a little while! As for you, Ladies and gentlemen, if you need to get yourself a drink or to go to the loo, do it right now! You've got a few minutes ahead before we're back on air! Don't miss the second part of 'Celebrity Birthday Show'!!"

Shuichi turned the volume off and sighed. What was supposed to be a quiet birthday evening with his lover had just turned into a nightmare time. No wonder he had picked up "Bad Luck" as a name for his band! What were they all thinking when they accepted to do this?

A huge cracking noise came from the entrance hall and took him out of his torpor…

Thanks for reading!! Don't hesitate to review on this first chapter, whether you like it or not! :-)

ps. This is going to be a 2 or 3 chapters fic, and I have the beginning of next chapter ready.