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Yuki is tired of having his publisher cause him so much stress that it is basically killing him. Since it was exactly one week before Christmas, the famous romance novelist wanted to do something special for Shuichi.

Shuichi Shindou was one of Japan's hottest music sensations. Competing with Nittle Grasper and now a new group called Iceman, work for Shuichi has been keeping him away from his Yuki.

Both Yuki and Shuichi are stressed, but with the holidays fast approaching, will some miracle happen? Like will Yuki get the special gift that he wanted to give to his lover?

I need the gravitation cast

(I do, and thank you. I am playing as Yuki. We start now that we have Shuichi, though we will need the rest of the cast as we go.)

"Forget it!" Yuki bellowed at his publisher, "I am not working over the Christmas holiday just because my so-called fans want a romantic mushy Christmas story! If they love me so much, they can wait until after the holidays are through! I need a break! And, I need to have some time with my lover!"

The publisher's face turned from a disappointed look to an evil grin. He replied to Yuki, "You are aware, Mr. Ueseugi, that if you refuse to produce a novel by the appointed deadline, you will no longer be working for us? We pay you good money for what you do. Just think about what your fans would say if we were to hold a press conference saying that you were fired?"

Yuki's scowl deepened, as he reached into his pocket. He drew his gun slowly, and pulled back the trigger. He answered the publisher's threat by saying, "If you ever threaten me like that again, I won't be afraid to shoot you, Mr. Nakamoura. Just remember, when I was 16, I murdered my own writing teacher because he was a sexual pervert. And, don't you ever forget that I didn't know any better back then. This time around, sir," He continued with a growl, "I know full well what I am doing and I won't feel the least bit sorry for the stress you've caused me over the past few years. Now..." Yuki smirked, "Tell me, do I have to work over the holidays or do I kill you right now?"

The publisher had backed away into a corner. He had heard rumors that Yuki had taken someone's life before, but never believed a word of it. In fact, he thought it was just a brilliant story made up by Eiri. Raising his arms in surrender, Mr. Nakamoura replied, "Okay, okay! You can have the holiday off! Just... just don't kill me!"

Yuki shot the floor, as he couldn't just unload the bullet due to the style of gun that it was, then he said, "Good boy. Now, I shall take my leave and I shall see you in the New Year. And who knows? Maybe I will surprise you with a book after all since you let me get my way."

Heading to the elevator, Yuki closed his eyes, happy for once that he was going to have some quality time with Shuichi, or... so that's what he thought was going to happen.

The second he got to the lobby, security guards had snuck in behind Yuki and cuffed him. "You're under arrest, Mr. Yuki. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be used against you in a court of law. We shall allow you once last free set of words before your hearing. Do you have anything to say?"

Yuki didn't think that Mr. Nakamoura would pull a sneaky move like this, but he did the smart thing. Knowing his lover Shuichi, his pink headed rock star would aid him wherever he was. Yuki only hoped that what everyone believed that was happening between him and Mr. Shindou was true. He had to call out Shuichi's name followed by that one magic word.

Squinting his eyes tightly, inhaling deeply, and then bellowing as loud as he could, Yuki exclaimed, "Shindou.... help!!!!!!"

Yuki wanted to say something to his brother in law, but he knew if he said anything further, he was in more trouble than he was already in.

One of the officers holding Yuki asked Touma, "And who might you be? Mind your business, we are just doing our job."

The other officer tore off a slip of paper from her notebook and handed it to the NG president. She then urged her partner to help her get Yuki into the police car.

Mr. Nakamoura folded his hands, laced the fingers together, smirking, "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Seguchi. If you wish to know if Yuki was here, the answer is yes, he was. He just asked me for some time off because he was working too hard. That gun of his proved his point that he really was stressed. All I did was ensure that he got all the rest he needed."

Reading the arrest papers, Mr. Nakamoura smirked and shrugged, saying, "If Yuki did kill someone it would had to have happened after he shot the floor. But, seriously, who has ever heard of being arrested over murdering a floor? What I meant by time off was I granted Yuki to relax over the holidays provided that we get something soon after. Nothing more, honest!"

Sighing heavily, Mr. Nakamoura replied, "If you want to be a private investigator be my guest, but do it away from me. I gave you the answers you needed. Now shoo or you'll be next for tresspassing."