Hello there, fans of Himitsu! I sort of noticed there isn't much fan fiction for this anime/manga and decided to try my had at it. It was one of the most amazing manga's I've ever encountered, so this will be an honour. I hope my writings can live up to it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Himitsu: The revelation anime OR manga, all rights go to Shimizu Reiko. This fiction is purely for my own fun and some good time for the readers.

Fair warning: This story will contain homosexual content (Shonen ai), if it might make you uncomfortable, please don't read it. It might get a bit more explicit in later chapters, but I can't help it. The whole manga was stock full of hints towards unexpressed love between these two, so I just had to do it ^.^

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Loosening his tie Aoki Ikkou sat at his usual place by the monitor. He had long since given up on the weird sight in front of him, but considering his boss sat only half a meter away, he couldn't exactly stop working.

The newest case was becoming more troublesome by the day. Three weeks ago people started dying off of overdose of strange drugs with unusual effects on human body. Since the new drug was unknown to medical science, the first section sent the brains of the victims to the ninth for a closer look at where the drug came from.

Aoki had seen his fair share of illusions and "ghosts" in human mind by now, but never brains like this – they were a mess. People would change faces, buildings would melt away and colors change without warning. Whatever it was, this substance wrecked the brain thoroughly. It also made their job of finding the source of the drug extremely hard.

"Rewind a little. I want to see the face of the man before he started to melt." Came the calm and a bit weary voice of Maki-san. He's been working on this case almost nonstop from the first day. It seemed that only the staff around him changed, and the small frame of the director never left the leather chair. His ability to unfailingly remember faces was very useful to say the least, so they were getting closer to the truth step by step, especially for the last week.

"Sure, Maki-san, is this okay? Or do you want it further?"

"It's fine. There, pause." Caramel brown eyes stared sharply at the screen, despite lack of sleep and lack of rest, they never lost focus. "It's the man from Matsuyama's and Itsugi's brain, the same one. We have seen him five times already. Print it out and send it to the first. Let them search for this man."

"Maybe you want me to take a look…"

"It's not your job. Go home Aoki, you've been here for nearly two days."

"I know, but…"

"Go home."

This was unfair – the most hardworking person in section nine was not Aoki, but the man who had every right to skip his work and relocate it to someone else. Who had ever seen the boss of an organization working harder than all his employees? Gathering the few bits of courage he had, Aoki spoke up again. "Then Maki-san should go home too, you have been here for more than two days…I think it's been more than three…"

"It's fine. I'll take a nap on the couch." The short man got up to avoid his subordinate's perceptive eyes. Tsuyoshi was tired to the bone and he knew it. His vision was becoming blurry and his legs were getting weak, so the sooner Aoki leaves for home, the better.

"Maki-san…I-I'm sorry, but I think you really need to rest properly. If you don't intend to go home, I won't go ether."Aoki stated stubbornly. 'This idiot… why does he have to be unreasonable and meddle in other's affairs?' Tsuyoshi barely managed to hold his voice back from shouting. He only had so much strength left, wasting it would be unwise.

"Aoki, are you a child? If so, please transfer to another division, I prefer working with adults."

"I'm not a child, the stubborn one are you, Maki-san! It's been days, you should just go home and rest a bit before you end up in a hospital. Again." Aoki knew that the quarrel has already started and his boss – who was nearly staggering to his desk – would be angry anyway, so there was no point in backing down. He will win this battle.

"Aoki!" Maki turned with icy glare towards the tall idiot trailing behind him "Do you not know how to follow orders?" Tall figure stiffened in his line of vision and seemed to be almost shaking. Was he really that angry or is he about to cry?

"M-Maki-san, I'm sorry, but I cannot give up on this…we…we are all worried…Please, Maki-san, go home and rest!" Aoki stammered out, voice cracking every few words. Turning around Tsuyoshi found his stubborn employee bowing at the waist and refusing to lift his head up. 'This big hearted fool…it's impossible to argue with him. I don't have it in me… not today.' Sighing heavily Maki let his body to nearly fall into the large leather chair, grateful for the support and extra comfort – his back was killing him. Forcing himself to breathe slowly the brown hared man lifted his hands to cover his weary face for a moment. 'There is no other way…I'll have to tell him or he won't give up.'

Taking another deep breath he stated simply "I can't." that was enough to make Aoki lift his head and stare at the mop of light brown hair – that's all he could see – pale face was hidden by small delicate palms.

"You can't rest…?" Aoki asked carefully. He knew all too well that his strong willed and harsh boss could sometimes be incredibly fragile.

"I can't go home, Aoki. It's under surveillance and the forensic team is probably still digging about." He didn't lift his head up, that was too much effort at the moment.

"Forensic team…? Why are they in your home?"

"Three days ago I came home late just to find threats written on the walls of my house in blood." Aoki's eyes grew wide. Blood? "It was nothing I haven't seen before, so I walked in and nearly stepped on some human intestines. They were thrown around the whole place, lying on the floor, hanging off chairs."

"Someone broke in?" The panic was evident in the tall man's voice.

"The people making this drug don't want to be found. They threatened to use the body parts of other members of the ninth next time if we don't stop digging. That's why we need to finish this quickly. I would prefer if no one else received this treatment, especially the ones with families."

Aoki just stared. These people are hunting them down and they started with the head of the office. 'What must it feel like to walk into your home and find it full of human organs? To know you're not even safe in your own house…' "Have you tried a hotel?" he asked uncertainly.

"I have. In the morning my car had two broken windows and was filled with dead rats." Maki answered tonelessly. His energy reserves were being depleted too quickly, even talking became a tiring task.

"Maybe…" Aoki started only to be cut off by Tsuyoshi standing up.

"Aoki Ikkou, go home and leave me to rest. I explained my reasons to you, though I didn't have to, and I don't intend to repeat myself. Go home." Putting all his effort into making his voice as steady and authoritative as possible Maki ignored the energy needed to move to the couch, so half way to the furniture lights went out.

It was not the first time Aoki saw the small body of his superior crumble to the ground, but no matter how many times he watched it, the sight didn't become easier to bear. Springing forward, he at least managed to pull Maki-san out of the way of a shelf before he hit his head. Figure on the floor seemed so tiny, so breakable, Aoki barely dared to gather it up in his arms. Checking the pulse and breathing, Aoki instantly knew his boss is not in immediate danger – he's just exhausted and unconscious. 'Should I leave him on the couch? But then if it gets worse nobody will know until morning…If I take him to the hospital they will just send him home to sleep and he won't go.' Wreaking his head for a solution Aoki eventually came to a decision. He grabbed Maki-san's rain coat, his wallet and phone, and finally took the unconscious figure in his arms, heading straight for the office car. After laying the small body on the back seat he drove home.

Having someone in this apartment was a peculiar feeling for Ikkou, he rarely if ever had guests, and this guest was still out cold. He put the surprisingly light body of his superior on the bed and stopped stock still, staring at the unusual sight. On his large empty bed Maki looked painfully fragile, like a porcelain doll – pale and lean, with elegant wrists and ankles, almost half as thin as Aoki's, peeking out. Tremor ran through the dark haired man making him swallow thickly. This was not the time for dirty thoughts. First it was his sister, now his boss (who is a man, on top of it all) – Aoki was really starting to consider how healthy his sexual preferences are. Hopefully his brain will not be seen by anyone…otherwise the way he slowly removed Maki's shoes, and then slid his fingers along the pale ankles to remove socks might be more than suspicious. The skin was soft and cool under his fingertips as he unbuttoned cuffs of a blue shirt to give the sleeping man as much comfort as possible. Covering Maki with a blanket the host went to take a shower.

Tsuyoshi opened his eyes, blearily looking over the room and tried to figure out where he was. His head was swimming, he couldn't think straight yet… 'The shower is running' he thought. Had he fallen asleep? Was this one of his hookups? Then why is he still dressed and not blindfolded? Have they forgotten? The room was not his own, but his body felt too heavy to move, so he just let it be. Whoever comes will tell him the answers…hopefully. Maki was too tired for this and his head was still foggy, but maybe sex would help clear it out? Getting himself in the mood he just closed his eyes and listened to the water running.

Abruptly the soothing sound stopped. Tsuyoshi turned his head lazily to look at the figure of a tall, well built man in the doorway. Light was too bright behind the figure so all he could see was an outline of a strong naked body with nothing but a towel wrapped around lean hips. The sight made his pulse pick up and his body started to throb in all the right places. 'Don't turn on the light. Don't turn on the light.' He pleaded in his mind, hoping this man knew at least that much.

Oh how wrong he was.

Aoki reached out and turned on the small lamp on the desk to make sure his boss was not woken up by the light, but soon realized it was too late. Two light brown eyes stared up at him from the bed with a look he has never seen before. Submissive and soft the caramel orbs seemed to swirl with desire.

"M-Maki-san?" he stammered out uncertainly, reaching for the light switch. That look had to be a trick of the light. When fluorescent rays filled the room, man on the bed sat upright as if hit by electric current. Slowly he started to turn pink and the shade only got darker to the point where his pale face was nothing short of scarlet. Instinctively Maki grabbed the blanket, pulling it up to his chin almost as if to cover himself.

"A-A-Aoki! What the hell are you doing here?!"

"I'm sorry, Maki-san are you alright?…This is my apartment…I…You fainted and I was afraid to leave you alone in the office…and there was no one there, so I took you home with m-me…"

"…took me home with you?" Tsuyoshi repeated automatically as he felt all energy drain from his body. Covering still burning face he fell back on the bed boneless. How could he have made such a mistake?

"Are you alright, Maki-san? Does anything hurt?" Aoki asked carefully, stepping closer to the bed. In his worry he completely forgot the fact he was still almost naked.

"I'm fine, Aoki. Why am I in your home again?" the smaller man asked with obvious effort to gain back control over his body. When he finally managed to stop blushing and lower his hands down the sight that greeted him nullified all prior effort. Few inches away, leaning over the bed stood the tall naked form of Aoki, hair still slightly damp from the shower. Tsuyoshi forgot how to breathe. He had tried to keep such thoughts out of his imagination as much as possible, to give up on this unattainable dream…and now that dream chose to stand inches away. 'Does the idiot even know what he's doing to me?' Forcing his body not to react Tsuyoshi spoke as calmly as he could.

"Aoki, you're naked. Get dressed and then tell me what on earth possessed you to drag me here."

Now it was Aoki's turn to blush profusely. He had completely forgotten about his…state of undress. Muttering apologies he ran out of the room and only came back fully clothed and much calmer.

"Maki-san? Please let me explain myself." Aoki spoke without giving the shorter man a chance to open his mouth "I'm sorry about the situation…I really thought it best not to leave you unconscious in the office, so I took you home with me. Because you didn't wake up on the way, I left you on the bed. I intended to wait until you wake up and then offer a shower, some food and bed for the night. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up, it must have been confusing…"

It was the truth and Maki could see it well enough. Aoki has always been too kindhearted and open for his own good, just like now.

"I didn't understand where I was and so I misinterpreted the situation. Thank you for the effort, but I really should go."

"Please, superintendent Maki-san, don't leave. It's in the middle of the night. The trains are not going anymore and you are in no condition to drive. Please, have a shower, let's eat something and go to sleep. I'll take the couch and you can have the bed…"

Taking one look at said couch Maki sighed. If he was truthful with himself, he really had no energy to drive, and his body still felt bone weary…Maybe just this once won't hurt? Maybe he'll just have dreamless sleep tonight and won't…blurt anything out. Just this once.

But there was one adjustment to be made in Aoki's plan.

"Have you seen that couch, Aoki? It's shorter than you in its full length. You are too tall to sleep in it. I'll take the couch and you should have your bed – it's your home after all. "

"But Maki-san, you slept on a couch for the last three days…Maybe it would be better…" Aoki tried at a convincing tone but his effort was useless.

"No. That is my condition, if I stay, you sleep on the bed. So how will it be?" Maki stood firm on his resolve. Gaining back some control felt reassuring, safe.

"I…I understand. Then please have a shower, I left the clothes and towels for you. When you come out we can eat, I still have some pasta in the fridge." This was decidedly uncomfortable for them both. Maki-san felt unsafe in unfamiliar space and Aoki himself…well he just felt overly conscious of the proximity. Or so Aoki thought.

"I'm not hungry. Feel free to go to sleep before me." The brown haired man muttered half heartedly, dragging himself into the shower.

Chewing his pasta slowly Aoki tried to find a way around Maki-san's demand. He really wanted his exhausted and almost anemic boss to sleep properly once in a while. Just when he was ready to give up, a wicked thought wormed its way into his head. Biting his lip Aoki stood up to gather blankets.

When Maki came out of the shower room cursing too long pants and too large t-shirt under his breath, there were no pillows or blankets on the couch. Nothing. It was unlike Aoki to leave him to sleep like this, so he took a look around just to find two pillows and blankets on the bed. Aoki was sitting on one side, smiling sheepishly. 'Oh no….hell no. What did that fool come up with this time?'

"Maki-san, you insisted that I should sleep on the bed and I will… but the bed is large enough, so I thought we could both fit on it. I found us separate blankets and pillows… this would probably be more comfortable…"

"Aoki…" Tsuyoshi felt his temper rise along with the hair on his head. This idiot has no idea what he's doing. And there is no reasonable way to escape this situation without raising questions…

"I know, I know, Maki-san…" Aoki muttered bowing his head with a slight blush on his cheekbones. "But I promise I'm a peaceful sleeper, so you won't even notice me."

Sighing Tsuyoshi just rubbed his temples and wordlessly walked to the other side of the bed. He'll just refrain from sleeping for the night. That's the only option. A little frightened of his boss reaction Aoki silently slid under the covers and muttered 'Good night' before turning the lights off.

Maki laid in the dark with his back turned towards Aoki, and tried to breathe steadily. He's never been this close to Suzuki, not even once through all the years, and he never expected to be so close to Aoki ether. After all, he will be stolen by Yukiko, sooner or later. Just like Suzuki. Tsuyoshi knew he should make peace with the idea as quickly as he can. Lost in his thoughts the weary leader of the ninth didn't even feel his own eyes slip shut.

Aoki woke up in the middle of the night feeling strangely warm. He may be a peaceful sleeper, but he was also a very light one - anything could wake the young policeman up. Now he stiffened for a moment, suddenly aware of small hands wrapped around his waist and a warm body pressed into his back. Maki-san.

He was holding on so tightly - almost desperately – and Aoki wondered if he dreamt of Suzuki-san again. Just like the first day they met. Knowing how stubbornly clingy his boss can be while asleep, Aoki didn't even bother to try and get out of the warm grip. He just slowly turned to lie on his back and instantly Maki adjusted cuddling up to his shoulder. 'Aoki' he whispered against the taller man's skin, almost brushing it with his lips. Goose bumps rose all over Aoki's body. His name. It was his name, not Suzuki's. Heart beating wildly he dared to take a look at the peaceful sleeping face of his boss – the difficult man he was seemingly falling in love with. Just like that – tracing the long lashes and soft cheeks with his eyes for long minutes, Aoki slowly drifted back to sleep.

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That's it for the first chapter! I feel like writing one or two more, so it should continue pretty soon. If I made any typos or misspelled anything, please let me know ^.^ For now, thank you for reading and see you next chapter!