I wanted to write at least twelve drabbles- one for each volume (though it didn't quite work like that.) So this is the twelfth and, possibly, last. At least, for now. When I'm bored, I may return. Or rather, when I'm in debt to Rei-chan for all the manga she's going to send to me…
"Yellow"
Red is "stop"; green is "go." Yellow is "risky".
Especially when it's Shuichi's hair color.
He had meant to be nice to him after he rescued Reiji from falling. He had meant to smile at Shuichi, open his arms to his lover, and apologize. He had meant to kiss his fears away, and explain everything, to do just as Mika said and get him back before he lost him forever- that is, he had meant to do all this until he saw Shuichi's hair.
It was a devastatingly yellow color, like that of a lemon, and it immediately soured all of Eiri's plans. That's why he opened his arms to Shuichi, gave him a smile, and ordered him back. No apologies. After all, Shuichi would have to make up for that hair of his- many, many times. That's what was going through his head up on the roof- no wonder Shuichi dumped him.
And as Eiri stood in the elevator with K, he was stilled numbed with shock- not that Shuichi dumped him, no; that he had turned blonde on him.
Where was that delightful purple? What had Shuichi done to his beautiful, violet head?
And when K remarked that he'd been dumped, Eiri blinked. The memory of Shuichi's banana-yellow hair had driven that from his mind. "Dumped? Oh yeah…"
Luckily, meeting Kitazawa's "sister" took his mind from Shuichi's hair for a time. Eventually, though, Yoshiki forced Eiri to make up with him, and he faced the bright yellow eyesore once more. He tried focusing on the cue cards, but dammit, that yellow mass kept getting in the way. Eiri was both disturbed and distracted by it, and his apology was less than adequate. Still, the dyes must have soaked into Shuichi's brain because he believed every word. So he had Shuichi back; but Eiri escaped that hair as soon as he could.
And here he was, standing in the airport, waiting to drive Shuichi home. He hoped that his lover would be as violet as the day they met, because if he was still blonde, he might just kill something. Probably Shuichi.
As Eiri waited, his cigarette dwindled away. Twenty minutes after the plane's scheduled arrival, an announcement came on saying the flight from New York was delayed, and they mentioned something about giant pandas but, mheh, Eiri wasn't paying attention.
He walked over to a cigarette disposal and dropped the butt in the sand. He paused as he lit up again as he stared at his reflection in the side of the cylinder. There…was that yellow hair. On his own head- the same as Shuichi. Eiri blinked, then turned away. So that was it? he thought. That was the reason for his loathing…
And when Shuichi stepped off the plane half an hour later, as blonde as ever, Eiri smiled softly.
End
Yay! I am quite pleased with this one. The beginning line, for those who don't know, is a parody of "Yellow" (the manga). Which is very good...if you are 18 and older...yes. Anyway! At first this was going to be Hiro's intervention on Shuichi's hair, but i like it better being about Yuki's reeaction to Shuichi's new hair color. This is especially for my friend Rei-chan because both of us are very upset when Shuichi dyes his hair. Therefore, this is a tribute to that. Anyway, I hope everyone got what the end is suggesting. Please let me know what you think, so I can judge if the message got through! Thank you, and unitl next time- Rowan