Yuki came back into the room, carrying a small plate of glazed doughnuts. "Hungry?" he asked Shuichi, coming over to the pop star and setting down the plate.

The blond novelist turned the machine off. He waited a moment as the last bits of liquid found their way into Shuichi's mouth and then pulled the tube out of the younger man's mouth.

"Yuki, what was that?" The pink haired teen needed a moment to catch his breath.

"Well, it was...."