My friend and I kinda wrote this over the phone, it was really funky at first cause she likes boys and boy stuff, we toned it down a little for you weenies out there.

Me: So Haru, are u, well a cowboy, teehee, I crack myself up,

Haru: Hmm, I don't know, a mystery

Friend: Umm, yeah, well, u seem 2 know a lot about Yuki, why is that?

Haru: Also, an unsolved mystery. I guess faeries really do exist.

Both: WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM...wait it's a mystery isn't it?

Haru: nods

Yuki woke up do to a loud moaning from Kyo who appeared to be having a rough night, everyone was. Tohru was out and Shigure had managed to make something not worthy of being called food for dinner. It looked like a meteorite, had landed on their plates. They never ate it.

Yuki, disheveled and tired, struggled down stairs, hair in a tangled mess, a "rats nest" if you will. Dragging his longed sleeved pajamas, he slowly ambled toward the kitchen. He grabbed some left over rice from the refrigerator and some bowl with mysterious contents and headed to the table, still half asleep.

"Oh, I'm so-GAHHHHHHHH! HAR-"His mouth was cupped by Haru's hand, "It's alright, Yuki, my love."

"Huff, Haru, what are you doing here? It's like 2:45 AM!"

"I know. I was making my way over to the supermarket and the highway disappeared, a mystery, I ended up here at your table."

"Huh. Are you, umm, hungry? Cause I am. When's the last time you ate?"

"Two and a half days ago." Haru mumbled in the emotionless way he did.

"Right, what are you here for?" He asked as he put something into the microwave.