This is my first fic! Actually, I've written more, but this is the first one that has been posted! Yay! I hope you all like it and if you don't... i am very sorry. I would like it very much if you all review so that way i know if it is just crap! And if it is... please point out my mistakes. I always try to improve my grammar! This is a YukiShuichi romance fic. and it doesn't really go off of the anime/manga.

Prologue

I've tried everything to be normal. Studied hard, participated in athletics, and even got two part-time jobs after school. My family believes in disgrace and honor. In order to gain the love of your superiors you had to work hard and be the best. My mother was a doctor, my father a chemist. My older sister was valedictorian, earned a forty-thousand dollar scholarship, and got a degree in astronomy. My cousins were architects, my grandfather an entrepreneur. Our family is the most known and wealthy in New York.

I… am a failure. I graduated high school in the top 4 in my class, got a twenty-five thousand dollar scholarship, and went on a pursuit to become a lawyer (for my parents), eventually dropped out of college, and got a job as a male super model. Not to mention I'm gay. Out of my entire family, only my sister and mother speak to me and all they do is nag. Lucky me… Father refuses to see me and, well, the rest of the family… they can all go to hell.

I no longer live in America. Just last year I moved here… to Tokyo, Japan! Where my several greats grandfather emigrated from. I've become even more famous here. I've become well known as Kumori, or Shadow. I guess it suits me pretty well. Personally, modeling sucks and it doesn't do well for your image. Most people think that your idiotic, anorexic whores. Since I turned thirteen all I ever wanted to be was a rock star. Guess Dad drowned that dream quickly. I soon forgot about my dream once I hit high school and my parents were pressuring me to become a lawyer. I always hated law.

So here I am, living in the grandest hotel and visiting the back streets of Tokyo, shopping for my favorite Mary Jane or whatever else they have to sell. My life never was worth much. The only companion I have is my manager and he's always forcing pills down my throat to help with my weight/ energy problem. Apparently I'm fat, even though I weigh around 115 pounds. If only I became a rock star… but we'll never know now.

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