Okay first of all; 'm Dutch and my English s. So yeah, my writing style might be boring from a lack of vocabulary and it might be full of mistakes, but I'll try my best for you! 8D Interglot will be my best friend while writing this. (A)

The POVs will be vary.

Kaito's POV

Gakupo carelessly leaned against the wall as he lit a cigarette. "What do you want?" he asked bluntly. I coughed. I waved the smoke away with my hand. Gakupo smiled.

"Oh I'm sorry." he said as he dropped his cigarette and watched as its spark slowly died. He looked at me with curiousity. I realized I didn't answer his question. I shrugged. Gakupo raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you wanted to tell me something?" I said nothing. I felt my face was going red.

"Or did you just want to see me?" He gave me a mischievous smile.

"No way." I said. "You're grossing me out."

Gakupo sighed and lit another cigarette. He ignored my coughing this time.

"So what did you want to tell me?" He gazed at the sight of the city beneath us.

We were standing on the balcony of his appartment.

"It doesn't matter." I mumbled. I took a few steps forward and lay my arms on the banisters. Gakupo lived on the ninth floor of a huge appartment complex. I thought about when he just moved there, and I went to visit him with Luka. She was so afraid of heights that she clung onto my arm tightly as soon as we got on the balcony and didn't let go until we were inside.

I noticed that Gakupo was staring at me.

"What?" I asked with a provocative tone.

"You came all the way to my appartment to tell me something, and now that you're here it doesn't matter anymore?"

I rolled my eyes. "Got a problem with that?"

Gakupo shook his head. "You're being weird. I'm going back inside."

He tossed his cigarette off the balcony and walked away. I watched as it fell endlessly, until I lost sight of it. I closed my eyes. It was a warm night towards the end of summer.

Gakupo was right. I was being weird. But I felt confused. I didn't really know why I suddenly wanted to see the guy... I couldn't stand him, most of the time. I planned to make up an excuse to come over, and said I had something to tell him, but now that I was here, I couldn't think of anything credible. Why did I come here again?

"Yo, weirdo, want a drink?" Gakupo called from the kitchen. I involuntarily smiled and followed him inside.

"Just coke." I replied.

"Just coke?" Gakupo pretended to be surprised. "What's with you today? Have you gone straight-edge or something? I have plenty of sake, you know?"

I shook my head. "Just coke is fine."

Gakupo shrugged. "Fine either way."

I slandered to the living room and plumped down on the couch. I took a deep breath.

Alcohol was no good. I couldn't afford to lose control. Who knows what I'd say after a few glasses of sake. Who knows what I'd do?

Gakupo entered the living room carrying two glasses of coke.

"I might as well have the same as you." he explained, while winking at me. I took the glass from him and took a sip. Gakupo gracefully sat down and brought his glass to his lips. It took him forever to take a sip, swallow, and slowly lick his lips to prevent a droplet of coke from dripping down his chin.

"Kaito?" I realized I was staring at him and quickly looked away.

"Hey..." Gakupo sounded serious all of a sudden. "Are you okay?" He lay his hand on my shoulder. I bit my lip. My heart was pounding.

"I'm fine." I said while smiling at him. I tried to sound cheerful. Gakupo examined my face.

"Are you sure?" He touched my forehead. "You're red-hot!"

I quickly pushed his hand away.

"I'm fine. Of course I'd be hot, it's just hot in here. I'm sure you're hot too."

Gakupo leaned back a bit and suddenly smiled. "You think so?"

I sighed. "Give me a break."

Gakupo sniggered. "Oh come on, I'm just nagging you, don't be so touchy."

"I know." I murmured. "I'm just not in the mood."

Gakupo gave me a confused look and took another sip.

I wondered where this night would be going...