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Nightclub at Daytime Chapter 31
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Chapter 31
A few days after the incident with Saeki all Fuji's colleagues gathered. Tezuka and Oishi were there as well and even Mizuki joined them. Everybody knew about Fuji's story and they all wanted to help him. They were going to get Fuji's stuff from the house. They barely fitted in the two cars that were in their garage, but nobody really cared. Fuji sat in the front seat, next to Momoshiro and told him where he had to go.
The others were laughing and joking in the back of the car. The big, black car looked cool and intimidating. They talked about what Saeki's face would look like when he would see the car with tinted windows. And then the smaller blue car that would stop behind it. It looked a little ridiculous compared to the black one.
When they arrived, everybody got out of the cars. Fuji didn't have a key. He had left it behind when he had ran out of the house. He knocked on the door, not sure if Saeki was home. His car wasn't around, so he probably was at work. But only moments later the door was opened by the black and white haired man.
'Hello Saeki-san,' greeted Fuji. 'I told you I would come to get my stuff. So here we are. I hope you're ready. You better not threw away anything.'
He walked past Saeki and entered the house. The others followed him, looking around, amazed by the wealth. Fuji walked straight to the living room. There was a computer there. There were CD's and USB sticks around. Fuji asked Momoshiro to put it all in the car. He pointed to the bookshelf and asked Eiji and Gakuto to empty the lowest three shelves, because all those books were his. Fuji asked Tezuka to take a small cupboard with drawers that contained important papers.
Then he went upstairs and entered the bedroom. It was big for such a small house. He opened one of the doors that lead to a walk-in closet. It was filled with clothes and shoes and jewelry. The place was almost as big as the bedroom itself.
'Everything on the right side is mine,' explained Fuji. 'Everything, so the clothes, the shoes, the jewelry. Don't forget the watches. You can open the drawers and cupboards on the right. It's all mine, so please get it into the car. Be careful with my shoes.'
Nioh, Ohtori and Mizuki immediately started.
'So many clothes!' said Mizuki. 'You should give me one piece of it. Just one piece, for my help. We're about the same size, so it won't be a problem.'
'I'll think about it,' said Fuji with a smirk. He had already planned to give all of them something to thank them for helping. He had more than he needed anyway.
'Oishi, in the cupboard are all my camera's, lenses and other things that I need for my photography. I know you're a very careful person, so I hope you don't mind bringing them to the car. You can put it in these boxes if you want.'
Oishi opened the cupboard and started to carefully put the expensive camera's into the box. Fuji took a few paintings off the wall, grabbed a few pillows off the bed and brought it to the car as well.
'It won't fit!' said Nioh when he saw Fuji walk out of the house. 'You have too much clothes!'
'Then go get a trailer somewhere,' ordered Fuji. 'I want it all out of here. I don't want to come back.'
Nioh asked Momoshiro to get a trailer, and the spiky-haired man left to get one. Nioh went back inside to continue folding all the clothes and bring them down. Fuji went back inside as well. He took all his photo albums from different places of the house. There were albums everywhere. During his life he had made plenty. He only left two albums that contained photos of him and Saeki.
'You're really taking everything?' asked Saeki, a little frustrated. It was like burglars entered his house while he was at home.
'It's all mine,' said Fuji. He grabbed his wallet and mobile phone from a bag. 'I paid for it all. It's mine. You should be glad I don't cut the bed in two and take half of it. I paid half of it. Eiji, if you're done with the books you can get all the cacti that are in this house out of here as well.'
'You're horrible, Syuusuke.'
'I might be, but at least I didn't cheat on you with one of your family members,' stated Fuji. 'You should have known better. You might like Yuuta more, but you could have just told me. I would have accepted that. I'm not unreasonable. But don't think I'm stupid or forgiving. I'm not. After I found you and Yuuta in bed I went to the park. Jet lag and all the things that had happened had made me tired and I fell asleep on a bench. I was taken away by yakuza, who wanted to sell me as a whore. I was lucky enough to escape that fate. Not because of you, but because of this guys here. So, do you really still think I will forgive your 'little' mistake? It could have killed me.'
Fuji turned around and started to pack some DVD's he had found that were his as well. He pointed at a few other things in the house that were his as well. Momoshiro had returned with a trailer and together the guys put everything in there. They got into the car. Fuji waved one last time at Saeki, who stood on his doorstep, still not completely realizing what had just happened. Half of his house was emptied within four hours. The guys in the car laughed and gave each other a high five.
'Thank you all,' said Fuji. 'I couldn't have done this on my own. It would have taken me days.'
'You're welcome,' said Nioh from the backseat. 'It was fun to do. You really were rich before you ended up with us! I don't think you can put all of it into your little room above the club.'
'I don't care,' answered Fuji. 'As long as Saeki doesn't have it anymore. That is the most important.'
When they arrived home they got everything out of the cars and carried it inside. They put most of it in Fuji's room and the things that didn't fit in there anymore were placed in the living room. While the others carried the boxes around, Fuji started unpacking. He put the cacti in his room, a few in the living room and dining room as well. Some of his books ended with his computer on the desk, but the others he brought to the bookshelf in the living room.
Ohtori and Oishi helped to unpack all the clothes and put them in the tiny closet. It didn't fit. Momoshiro and Kaidoh made a rails where Fuji could put his clothes. When most things were put in place, Fuji asked them all to come to his room. They hardly fitted all in there together.
'To thank you I want you all to have something. You can pick something, anything, as long as it's not my computer or any of my cameras.'
'I want to search through your clothes!' said Mizuki immediately. Fuji allowed him too. He had enough clothes now anyway.
Momoshiro chose a few DVD's, while Kaidoh and Ohtori chose a book. Both Eiji and Gakuto chose a pair of sneakers. Fuji had plenty and they looked like they had never been worn. Nioh chose a necklace and Oishi chose a painting. Mizuki found a shirt that he absolutely wanted to have. The ones who had a present left the room, leaving only Tezuka behind.
'You don't want something in return?' asked Fuji.
Tezuka shook his head. 'No, I don't need a reward. I didn't mind helping.'
'Take this watch then,' said Fuji. He took it from his desk. 'It's too big for me anyway and I'm sure it will suit you.'
Tezuka took it. 'Thank you,' he said. 'And you did well today. Congratulations for closing that chapter of your life.'
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