A/N: I know, I know, I've got plenty to update, but I really am excited about this idea (even though I have no idea where it's going to go…) and I'm going to try out this first chapter to see how it goes.

Disclaimer: Give me one good reason why I would be writing fanfictions if I owned Gravitation. Seriously, I would've made Hiro and K a couple LONG before the doujinshi came along.

And, here we go!

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"Alright gentlemen. Thank you for coming. I'll try finishing this emergency meeting as soon as possible." Said Tohma as he settled himself behind his desk. Sakano and K, who were sitting in two chairs in front of the president, could tell that this was a serious issue. Sakano had the usual sweat dripping down the side of his head, which he wiped away every few minutes with a cloth, and K…well, K's mind continued to drift to another matter.

Tohma kept his hands folded in front of his face as he watched Bad Luck's current manager fall off into his own thoughts. "K-san, I understand that the divorce was hard, but it was three months ago. You need to move on if you care at all about your job."

The blond jerked his head in his boss's direction. "Uh...I mean…Sorry about that sir."

It's true. K had been a bit of a mess since the divorce. It all started when K forgot their anniversary. He'd been in the middle of having coffee with Hiro when he got a phone call.

"Judy! What a nice surprise to hear from you!" he said happily. The grin plastered on his face began to dissipate after he received no response.

"…Hello? Judy? You still there?" he asked.

"You weren't expecting my call?" she asked suddenly.

"Well, no," K said, "Should I have been?"

There was an annoyed scoff from the other line. "I don't know K; do you KNOW how to read a calendar?"

"Of course I do! What does that have to do with anything?" he said angrily.

"It's our anniversary you moron!" she screamed. Then she hung up.

K felt like someone had dropped an anvil on his head. How could he have forgotten his anniversary? Hiro, who was concerned, asked what was wrong. K merely looked at him. "I forgot about my wife."

This was just the beginning. K started forgetting everything. Judy's birthday, Michael's birthday, congratulating her on her new films, and even just calling her to say hello. This all lead up to the phone call that happened four months ago.

Judy took this time to penalize him. She told him off for everything he'd done throughout their time together that had set her off, and when she was done, she revealed that she had filed for divorce. She was sick of K's forgetfulness and full lack of participation in their family. There was this, and the fact that Judy had started having an affair with the director of her most recent movie. All of these things pulled together brought the not-so-happy couple to divorce.

"Just try to focus your attention here from now on." Tohma said behind a smile. Both men knew however, that the smile was more than fake.

"Anyway, I have called this meeting of the three of us because there is a problem concerning Bad Luck."

Sakano and K's attention peaked at the mention of their favorite band with the ever-energetic Shuichi Shindo. Tohma pulled some papers out from a drawer in his desk. He turned them around and slid them over the desk surface to the others.

"These charts reveal very unsettling information. Bad Luck's popularity is dropping, and we're not sure of the cause."

The men observed the chart. It was true. The popularity of the band had dropped from the top of the charts to far down the middle in merely a month. As Sakano proceeded to pick up the papers, K turned back to the president. "What are we going to do about this, sir?" he asked.

For some reason, Tohma gave a K a sweet smile. Translation: 'I have a plan that's going to involve you, and you're going to do it whether you like it or not.'

K retracted a little in fear. Sakano looked over to him, confused, then looked at the president.

"Oh."

Tohma reached into his desk again, pulling out more research charts. "These charts show when Bad Luck became most popular. Notice anything strange about the dates?" he asked, giving the men the papers. Sakano looked over it once and found nothing. He handed it to K, who did the same. He however, found the answer.

"This was just round the time that Yuki revealed his relationship with Shuichi on T.V."

"Bingo." Said Seguchi. He stood up from his desk, put his hands behind his back, and began to pace around the room. K and Sakano' eyes followed him. "Yuki and Shuichi's romance was the band's biggest selling point. After that broadcast, sales rates and popularity shot to the top."

The president stopped and turned to the men. "Obviously, to regain what we lost, we'll have to recreate that kind of situation. Look at the other paper behind the one Sakano is holding."

Sakano found the second piece of parchment behind the first. He put it on top and reviewed it.

"A member popularity poll?"

"Not just any popularity poll. A sex appeal poll." Tohma corrected. "We've been holding this on the internet for the past few weeks, and as you can see, we've gotten some very interesting results."

K snatched the paper from Sakano. "…Hiroshi?"

"The one and only." Said their boss. "We need to get our audience back, and the best way to do that is use our most appealing member."

Sakano weakly raised his hand. Tohma nodded in his direction, granting him permission to speak.

"With all due respect sir, this plan isn't going to work. Hiroshi isn't gay."

A small laugh escaped the president. "We know that. But the fans don't. It's just going to be an act. Once we get back what we need, we just have to make up a few more stories about Hiro breaking up with him, and boom, we've got the fans hooked again."

K put his arm around the back of his chair. "I feel bad for the poor sap that has to be part of this plan." He said aloud to himself. A giggle from Tohma caused an uncomfortable lump to form in his throat.

"Well K-san," he said, revealing a 100 yen coin in his hand, "you better guess right, or else you'll be the poor sap of which you speak.

Sakano and K sat there, awestruck. It was going to be one of THEM?? "Please, Shacho," Sakano pleaded, "you can't be serious…"

"Oh, but I am, Sakano-san. Obviously, I can't do anything that my potentially hurt my reputation as the president of N-G, which leaves it to the both of you as our only candidates. Now…" he held the coin between his index finder and thumb, "Who calls heads?"

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"Alright, we are so ready for that concert tomorrow night!" Shuichi shouted. "I am completely pumped up! Let's go do a live concert on the street right now!"

"Hey, don't get over excited." Hiro warned. "Save that energy for tomorrow when we really need it."

"Hiroshi's right Shindo, save all of that good stuff for the gig." Said Suguru. Then he mumbled to himself "Because God forbid you run out of energy and give us all a little rest."

Hiroshi finished packing his music and guitar into his case before slinging it over his back. "Well, I'm heading home. Shuichi, care to join me?"

The vocalist nodded in Hiro's direction. The red head then looked to Suguru, who shook his head no. "I want to work on some new scores I've been trying out. You guys go. It'll be easier to get things done if I'm by myself."

Hiroshi and Shuichi shrugged as they exited the recording room. AS the made their way to the elevator, Hiroshi shook his arm out before looking at his wristwatch. "Wow. K's been in that meeting for an hour now. I hope everything's going alright."

Shuichi's ever reoccurring sly smile crept its way onto his face. "K and Hiro sitting in a tree…"

The guitarist shoved Shuichi in the shoulder. "Shut up Shuichi."

Hiro's shove did nothing to stop him. "But why Hiroshi? I mean it's so obvious that you love…"

Hiro glared menacingly at the singer. It was a glare powerful enough to take down even the toughest man. However, Shuichi was not intimidated in the least by this look. After all, this was a one in a lifetime chance to poke a little fun at Hiro's love life.

"Jeeze man, if you aren't in love with him, then why did you get so close to him?"

Hiroshi started to blush and looked away. He had started being with K more after the divorce was finalized. Even though K never asked directly, Hiro was the one who was there for K while he was putting the larger part of the ordeal behind him. He'd never once seen K cry, but he walked in on him being drunker than a pirate on more than one occasion.

When K had to leave for America to sign the final divorce papers, Hiro was the one who stayed at his house to watch Chuck.

Yes. In his depression, K felt it necessary to buy a fish and call it Chuck.

Short for Chuck Norris.

When Hiro had questioned why, K drunkenly pointed at him and said "Because Chuck Norris counted to infinity –hiccup- TWICE."

"Are you implying that I should be intimidated by your fish?"

Not paying attention, K recited another line. "When Chuck Norris gives you the middle finger -hiccup- it means you have one second left to live."

This was a battle Hiro decided was better left alone. After all, K was going through a rough time, and sometimes depressed people needed to turn to Walker- Texas Ranger for security.

Hiro had actually enjoyed helping K out of his misery, but after a couple of months, the blond had to put an end to it.

"Hiroshi," he said one day as the red head was feeding the fish, "Thank you so much for everything you've been doing for me. I really do appreciate it, but it has to stop."

Hiro looked over his shoulder as he was twisting on the cap to the fish food. "Are you sure K? I mean, I honestly don't mind. Chuck and I have really started to become friends too."

The corner of K's mouth turned up. "Be that as it may, Hiro, I can't have you taking care of me the rest of my life. I have to move on. I'm just going to have to get used to the feeling of not being married again. Plus, with you here doing everything for me, it almost feels like you're my new wife."

Strangely enough, Hiro was okay with that comment.

"You're positive you don't need me anymore?" Hiro cautioned.

K nodded. "I'm sure."

It was only a week after Hiro stopped visiting K that he felt alone. He missed going to the blonde's house and spending time with him. Hiro missed his company, and even the mere presence of K. Obviously at work he was fine, but when he got home at night, Hiro missed the feeling he got when he was needed at K's house.

Nakano pondered over this strange emptiness for the longest time, until all at once, it came to him. In the short time he'd spent with K, he'd fallen head over heels for him. And, as usual, Shuichi was the first one to figure it out.

And so, the taunting began.

"Hiiirooo…" Shuichi swooned mischievously, "Why are you blushing him? Could it be that I'm onto something?"

"Shuichi, shut up or I'll tell Yuki you take pictures of him while he's sleeping."

Shuichi was silent the rest of the way.

When they finally did get to Hiroshi's home, Shuichi headed straight to the fridge to get some beers. "We're gonna celebrate! To our first concert in a month!" He said, raising a can.

Hiro laughed as he put his case down and hopped into his computer chair and started up the internet. He then reached over to his radio and turned it on. "Shuichi, it's not our concert. We're the opening band, remember?"

Shuichi chugged a good half of his can. "What? Oh yeah. What group were we opening for again?"

"Asian Kung-Fu Generation. Remember?"

"Nope."

"Rewrite?"

"Nope."

"Haruka Kanata?"

"Nope."

"Kimi to iu Hana?"

"Did you ever try to crush a beer can on your head? I've seen other people do it, but I can't seem to…"

"Shuichi, you don't know any of those song titles?" Hiro asked.

"What song titles?"

"Do you even care about the other band?"

"No." Shuichi said confidently before crushing the metal cylinder in his hand. "Because Bad Luck is going to be the best. It's the only band on my mind, and soon, it'll be the only one on everyone else's too."

Hiro snickered to himself. 'One track mind as usual, eh, Shuichi?' he thought.

The guitarist turned his attention back to his computer. The internet page had opened to the Bad Luck website, his home page, where there was a flashing at in the corner.

THE RESULTS ARE IN! THE RESULTS ARE IN! SEE WHICH MEMBER YOU VOTED HAD THE MOST SEX APPEAL!

Curiosity peaked; Hiro clicked the link, which brought him to a large bar graph. All three of the members' names were there, there own bar displaying their polls. Suguru had come in third with only a hundred votes, Shuichi had come in second with around three hundred votes, and in first place…

"What the…? Are you serious?!" Hiro said aloud. Shuichi came over to his side and glanced at the web page.

"Damn Hiro! How'd you get over five hundred votes? You beat me!"

Hiro was rubbing his forehead. He was smart enough to know that Tohma started this stupid poll, and no doubt, now every Bad Luck fan and their mother would be looking for him to do God knows what with him.

"Don't look like that!" Shuichi said. "You should be happy. It's official: To the female population of Japan, you're the sexiest member of our band."

Shuichi's sly smile returned.

"But, I guess if I was in your position, the only vote I'd care about would be the one from K."

"You really want to find out how to crush a beer can on your head?"

"Hey, listen! Asian Kung-Fu Generation's on the radio!"

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K paced backstage as Bad Luck finished getting ready. He still couldn't believe what was happening. How could this have happened? Why? Why him? Why did it have to be Hiro? Why, oh why did that coin land on heads?

"Well then," said Tohma cheerfully, "I guess it's decided. K, you'll be in the faux relationship with Hiroshi.

Sakano let out a sigh of relief. K just sat there, mouth agape, staring at where the coin had dropped and sealed his fate. The blond looked up at Tohma. "Sir, please. Hiroshi took care of me through most of the divorce, and if I do something like this now, he might take it the wrong way."

Tohma dismissed K's comment. "K-san, your assignment will begin at tomorrow's opening gig. After Bad Luck has played their set, during the applause, you will run out from stage right and kiss Hiroshi. The main band has already been told about what will happen, and they are fine with it. That will be part one of this plan."

K did a double take. "I HAVE TO DO ?!?"

"Kiss him. Is that so hard?"

"No, sir…but…what will Hiro think of this?"

Something clicked in Tohma's mind. "Oh, I almost forgot." He pointed at K. "You are not to tell Hiroshi of this little trick we're playing on the public. His innocence is a key factor in this operation."

K was about to protest again, but Sakano beat him to it. "But Shacho, what if Hiroshi reacts negatively to this?" he asked.

"Only then will we tell him what's going on. We'll lose some selling edge because Hiro will know he's acting, but we'll still get what we need. However, as long as he stays comfortable with this situation, it's K's job to milk this for all it's worth."

K ran his hands through his hair. What the hell was happening?

"If I may ask sir," said Sakano, "Why is Hiro's 'innocence' such a big selling point?"

The president snickered. "Because my dear Sakano, Hiroshi is what we would classify as a 'seme', and as such, fan girls will find nothing more appealing then having their 'seme' turn 'uke'."

"How do you plan on turning him into an uke?" asked Sakano.

"It's not my job." Tohma said. He looked over to K, who was still taking this all in. "It's K-san's."

It was at that point that K dismissed himself from the meeting. He couldn't believe that he was really doing this. He didn't want to lie to Hiro, but he also didn't want Bad Luck to tank, just because he couldn't get through a little publicity stunt.

K rocked back and forth from his toe to his heels, waiting for the band to come out.After their final number was when he had to do the evil deed. He took a look at the set up chart. So it was right after they finished 'Spicy Marmalade'.

Back in the dressing room, Bad Luck was just about ready, and it was almost time to go on. Shuichi, of course, was as energetic as always, trying to psych the other two for the concert they'd be giving in a few mere minutes. Hiro's mind was elsewhere.

'I'm getting a bad feeling about tonight.' He thought to himself, 'I can't stop thinking that something weird is going to happen.'

There was a knock on the door. "Alright guys," said the stage hand, "It's time to come on out. The crowd is waiting for you!"

Shuichi looked over to his fellow band mates and nodded. "Let's make this a great performance guys."

The others smiled and followed their fearless leader out the door.

When they passed through backstage, they were greeted by K. "Okay guys, just do your best. And if you don't, you can practice for an extra ten hours tomorrow while I hold a gun to each one of your heads." He said all this with his trademark grin on his features.

"But K, you only have two hands…" Shuichi pointed out.

K glared at him. "Is that a challenge, Shindo-san?"

Shuichi shakily shook his head 'no'.

"Well then! Break a leg out there!"

Bad Luck quickly made its way onto the stage. As the crowd went wild, Shuichi took the liberty of introducing the band. Hiro put his head and arm through the guitar strap. 'I'm probably just nervous since this our first concert in a while.' He reassured himself. 'Everything will be fine. After all, with Shuichi here, how could it not be a fun concert?'

"…so let's get this party started! You've probably all heard this song, but one more time won't kill ya! Get ready for…The Rage Beat!"

Just as Hiro predicted, everything went fine with The Rage Beat. And, everything continued to go well with Break Through, Smashing Blue, Blind Game Again, Glaring Dream, No Style, and Fake Star. Finally, it was time for the last song of the night: Spicy Marmalade.

"You guys have been a great crowd!" shouted Shuichi into the microphone. The audience, in reaction the compliment, began to scream and holler.

"Hey! You'll have to save some of that for the real band…um…who are they again?"

Everyone broke out into a fit of laughter, even though Shuichi was being completely serious. "Anyway, we're gonna play one more song for you, and then we're out! Does that work for you?"

More screams and swoons from the fans. Shuichi looked back to the other members and nodded. When they nodded back, Shuichi said one more thing as the intro came on.

"Alright then! Let's do it!"

As Shuichi began to sing, Hiroshi felt a sigh of relief escape him. Nothing had gone wrong, and they had given a great performance. His stage fright had now subsided as he realized that all the fear he had had at the beginning of the show had been nothing but speculation. What could go wrong now?

K, who standing at stage right, behind the curtains, gulped hard, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach. The song was already half over. Soon, he'd have to run out on stage and kiss Bad Luck's guitarist. 'Damn it all…' K thought, 'What will Hiro think of me? He's going think I'm some sort of pervert, or that I'm just horny after all that's happened, or…'

K shook his head. Now was not the time to be thinking about this. Shuichi had hit the last chorus, and the moment of truth was now upon him. He got ready to make his way on stage as Suguru and Hiro began the last part of the song.

The blond had been unable to keep his eyes off of Hiro throughout the show, just contemplating what was going to happen, but now, only at the end did he notice how wonderful Hiro looked strumming his fingers over the string of his guitar, his hair bouncing ever so slightly. The way that the little bit of sweat that caressed his temple slowly slid down his cheek…

K was starting to see why Hiroshi received the most votes in the poll.

And just like that, the song ended, and the people in the audience went crazy. There was clapping, whistling, screaming and just about every noise in between. As Bad Luck started to wave and thank their listeners, K took a final deep breath.

'Well…here goes nothing.'

Hiro smiled coolly as he waved to the screaming crowd in front of him. They had every reason to be cheering. That was one of Bad Luck's best sets in a while. That, and the band had played wonderfully. Finally, Hiroshi felt like he could put his mind at ease.

'Thank God,' he thought, 'I knew there was nothing to be…what's K doing on stage?'

Hiro watched as the blond quickly walked towards him. For some reason, K had a prominent blush on his face.

"K, why are you over here?" Hiroshi yelled over the screaming. K must not have heard him because he didn't answer, nor did he stray from his path. Before Hiroshi could really process what was happening, K came up to his and turned the guitarist's body, placing his hands on his shoulders.

"Woah, K, what's going-!"

At first, Hiroshi had no idea what was going on. He had no clue what he should do with this new sensation gracing his lips. He heard multiple gasps coming from the crowd, followed by the clicking of cameras. Out of the corner of his eye, Hiroshi saw Shuichi and Suguru turn around and look at him.

Caught in the moment, he put his arms around K's neck and slowly shut his eyes. While he may have looked calm and composed on the outside, in his mind, Hiroshi's mind was caught in a storm of confusion, originating from one thought.

WHY THE HELL WAS K KISSING HIM ON STAGE???

A/N: And that's all for now I suppose. This chapter may have been a little boring, and I guess that's a bad thing for a first chapter XD But I promise, things will pick up later, and they will get interesting (and of course, there will be plenty of Kiro-ness to be had)

I've been working on a different HiroxK fic, but I think I've accidentally overpowered it with YukixShu, so yet again, my goal is that by the end of this fic, You'll be a HiroxK lover, supporter, writer, whatever you want to call it.

Anyway, if you really liked the story, please review! I'd like 10 reviews before I continue if that's alright! Thanks in advance!

Hugs, hearts and all that,

SK