Akira looked at the sign and then over to Yuji “you are joking, aren’t you?” he asked as he stared at the sign for Hot Topic.

Yuji chuckled, “No. I’m not. It has rocker wear that will be perfect for you. Hell, some of the guys' stuff looks like chick stuff.” He explained and grabbed Akira’s hand, “now come on, let’s go.” He said and headed on in, dragging the other into the store.

Akira looked around at some of the stuff, picking out a few shirts and pants before Yuji took them from him and shook his head. “What?” Akira asked, “What was wrong with those?”

“They aren’t…” Yuji tried to think of what he wanted to say, “Here. Go try these on,” he said and handed Akira the clothes he had looked through, “we’re more punk, what you had was cute. Very, very cute,” he explained, “but we need punk. Take these and go try them on.”

Akira looked down at the clothes that he was given, “I- I don’t know about this Yuji. They are kind of, well, you know, revealing…”

“They show off your legs and your arms without showing off your ‘assets’” Yuji stated before leaning up against the wall next to the dressing room and waiting. “Come on, think of it as Halloween, and these are your costumes.”

“Yeah, and just every day is Halloween,” Akira mumbled and headed into the dressing room, stripping and placing on his ‘costume.’ He looked at himself in the mirror, trying to pull down the mini skirt that revealed just enough to make people think that there wasn’t something underneath. He looked at himself and sighed a bit before stepping out of the dressing room and showing off his mini skirt and tight-ish shirt. He turned around and showed off the outfit, “Well?” he asked, “How’s this one?”

Yuji pushed himself up from the wall before staring at Akira once again, “um… wow, yeah,” he said as he fidgeted a bit, “that’s a keeper. What about the other ones?” he asked, eyeing the other for a bit, “’cuz I think we’ve got some awesome outfits in there.” He stated.

Akira blushed and turned around, leaning down to show the two other ones that Yuji had picked out for him.

This in itself was a horrible idea for Akira, but a great idea for Yuji. Yuji glanced down as Akira leaned and found his eyes going a bit wide, “Akira…” he stated after a bit, moving slightly to hide what he was seeing all while getting a better look. “Could you um, pretend you are a lady and stand up!”

Akira stood up slowly, his hand going back to the skirt and pressing it down, “Oh, haha, sorry, not used to skirts,” he said and looked over his shoulder, “But these other things you gave me are underwear, Yuji.” He said, arching his eyebrow. “I’m not trying these on and showing them off,” he said as he caught a couple of people looking over Yuji’s shoulder to see what he was holding up. He hid the underwear behind his back and looked at the mirror. “I guess we’ll get this one, anything else?” he asked.

Yuji nodded, “Yeah, that underwear,” he said and leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Akira looking at him in the mirror, “Ha. We actually make a hot looking couple,” he chuckled.

Akira smiled softly and shook his head, “God, what have I gotten myself into. This is so messed up. You can’t seriously want me to buy this, can you?”

“No.” he leaned over and kissed Akira on the cheek, “we’ve got cameras on us,” he whispered, “Which is the only reason I grabbed the underwear, but you would look incredibly sexy in it. Like incredible, you should buy it anyway. Along with this outfit”

Akira tensed when he heard that cameras were on him and Yuji. He blushed a bit, looking away from the mirror “so not cool Yuji. Move, let me get changed.” He said with a smile playing on his lips. As Yuji let him go he turned around and kissed his cheek before closing the door on him and getting changed again.

Yuji looked around seeing if he could spot any more cameramen than he had before. They were on them pretty quickly, must have been tipped off. He rolled his eyes a little before looking back over to the door when he heard it open. “Come on I have a few other places that we can shop at,” he said, grabbing Akira’s hand before heading up to the cashier and paying for everything, managing to slip that underwear into the purchase.

Akira rolled his eyes but let the other pay for the clothes on ‘I’m your boyfriend’ pretenses. “So…” Akira started as they made their way to the next shop. “You know a heart-wrenching story about me, tell me one about you,” Akira said, looking around the shops.

Yuji shook his head “Don’t have one.”

“That’s a lie. After all, you weren’t shocked about me which proves you have an interesting past. That or everyone was just humoring Aeron. Which I do see as a high possibility.”

Yuji laughed “Well… yeah, but that wasn’t it. Well, I wouldn’t put it past Dexter, but I wasn’t. And honestly, I was shocked, I just didn’t care,” Yuji said, “Look I know this is coming from what I said earlier. About where I come from and the life I lived and yeah, I totally get asking if you want to hear about it, but it’s not heart-wrenching.”

“Well doesn’t it seem like something a girlfriend should know?” Akira asked, smirking slightly.

Yuji stopped, “Touché,” he said and sighed “Born, as I told you in Japan, but I wasn’t raised there. My parents and I moved. And I suppose that is the most shocking thing about me, is who my parents are,” he started “see my parents are gay. One of them in a blind phase of drunken insanity knocked up my mom. My mom didn’t want me so she left me on my dads’ doorstep.”

“They didn’t want to explain me, so we moved to the good ole U.S. of A. Where they both immediately got jobs with some rockers. They worked as stagehands. So most of my life was spent moving from city to city. Wherever the jobs were. We got into some seedy situations I mean, when you deal with people like us there is a lot of drugs and violence behind the scenes,” Yuji said, “I saw a lot of things that a child never should. I think I was about thirteen when I met Megan Miller,” Yuji said as he drifted off into his thoughts for a moment.

“Who’s Megan Miller?” Akira asked.

“She was a drummer in one of the bands that my dads helped out with. And God was she a drummer, better than any I had ever seen. And better yet she was blind!” Yuji laughed, “I think that was what drew me to her in the first place. That she could play that well but never saw what she was playing. I don’t know when she first noticed me, but I’ll never forget the day she first acknowledged me,” Yuji smiled brightly “She looked right over to me and said ‘hey kid’-“

“Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come over here and ask me whatever crazy question is on your mind?”

“I- I- uh- I… okay.” A much younger Yuji said, heading over “How do you play like that?”

Megan gave a perplexed look “like what?” she asked. “You mean blind or like a demon out of hell?”

“Um… both?” Yuji said, moving a bit closer.

Megan laughed, “Easy, I listen. Come here I’ll show you,” she said waving Yuji over as she got up from her chair, waiting for Yuji to take the seat.

Yuji glanced at the seat and then to Megan before sitting down “Okay… now what?” he asked, as Megan handed him her drum sticks.

“Play.”

Yuji looked at her like she was crazy but did as she said and-

“And I played horribly, like God, I sucked. And she laughed!” Yuji shook his head “But then she stood behind me.”