Chapter 1

His eyes wandered the world around him... again, and again, and again. In reality, he was lost. In his head, he was simply passing by multiple buildings that were strangely all identical. Perhaps it was his lack of interest in the world that he never seemed to remember what it looked like. Or maybe he's just easily distracted by the many thoughts that wandered his mind. Either way, he kept going. For one straight hour to be exact.

"Yamaken-kun." A recognizable voice directed at the blonde who had his fingers strangling to free a twig from his hair. His face grew slightly annoyed after several failed attempts.

He sighed and glanced over at the only person who he knew that would have such a voice so void of emotion. Her facial appearance was no different and also lacked that little bit of thrill and her obsession over studying wasn't any exciting either. She was plain one way or the other. How did I ever fall in love with someone like that? Yamaken thought.

"Yamaken, are you listening? Yamaken-kun." Shizuku's voice echoed in his head for long minutes and when he finally came back to his senses, she had her hands on the twig that was wrapped around the blonde strands of his hair, "Got it." She said and put the frail piece of stick into his palm. He stared at her for a few seconds processing what had happened before nodding.

"Thanks." The words that came from his mouth tasted almost bitter sweet somehow. He never thought that this one girl could get him so flustered mentally and emotionally, but he wanted to be close to her even if she did make him act like a total dork, "Mizutani." He absentmindedly called out to her as she was about to make her leave.

Before Yamaken could take back what was said Shizuku had already faced him with the same blank face and replied, "Are you lost?"

"No." He scratched the back of his neck struggling to continue, "I was just... Do you... Can I walk with you? Just for a little while. To kill time." His face grew a bright red. He had a hand over his mouth and looked over at Shizuku only long enough to see her nod before walking up to her side. There was no conversation between the two along the way but he still felt a warm feeling inside. Well, just until he noticed that they were standing right in front of the batting cage where Haru could possibly be.

"I'll be going now, unless you'd like to come in with me." Shizuku spoke. There was a sound of rampaging foot steps that distracted Yamaken from replying.

"Yamaken!" A voice boomed throughout his head. He didn't need to guess to know who it was. A fist aimed for the collar of his sweater and his feet no longer made contact with the ground. Haru swung his body towards a stone wall where he fell and hit the front of his head. Shizuku was shouting in the background, only one of them paid attention to it. Yamaken squinted at the blurred vision and brought his hand up to his face to find blood smeared across his fingers. At this rate, he'll actually kill me he thought. Yamaken strained to get up only to be pushed back down and hit the end of his elbow.

"Even if I do try to explain he wouldn't stop to care what I say." Yamaken mumbled to himself. His vision was spinning, though his legs managed to get him back up. He could see through the corner of his eyes that Shizuku was able to tame Haru before he completely knocked the little bit of life that Yamaken still had.

When all seemed almost peaceful, Yamaken was interrupted before he could stammer away like nothing happened and attempt to treat the wound on his own, "I'll get a first aid kit. Haru, apologize." And with that Shizuku left the two alone.

There was a three second silence. Haru had his eyes narrowed at Yamaken the whole time. Yamaken was too busy trying to regain his vision and keep the blood from dripping down into his eye to notice. Haru began to observe his companion who's legs constantly failed to keep stable and face looked confused in a way, "Oi, Yamaken. Are you okay?" Haru asked, slightly shaking the blonde, "Kenji?"

Haru's eyes mirrored Yamaken's dead-like ones and the boy in Haru's hands suddenly collapsed. "Yamaken. Yamaken!" Haru tried to awaken him but when there was no reply Haru swiftly threw him over his back like a bag of rice and bolted for the nearest hospital.

"So, is there anything wrong, doc?" Haru asked impatiently, eyes steadied on the blonde who laid silently in the cotton fabric of the hospital bed. His feet began tapping against the metal stand over and over again like he was affected by ten doses of coffee.

"It'll be fine. He seems to have been over active especially with the severe cold that's been running through his system. Just make sure when he wakes up that he gets the rest he needs and doesn't move around or stress out too much. And about the injury on his head, It'll heal up as long as it doesn't get infected and that you change the bandage often. " The doctor quickly scribbled one last thing down on his clip board and left the room. So it wasn't my fault Haru thought, almost relieved.

He turned his attention back to Yamaken, a finger pushed down on his cheek, "Then what were you doing outside while you were sick." He thought aloud, running his fingers through the black hairs that fell down in his eyes.

"Don't touch me." Yamaken mumbled through a cough.

"So you're awake." Haru smiled and began messing up the golden locks on Yamaken's head knowing that he hated it, "Wow, your hair's soft. Almost like cotton candy." Haru's laugh made it hard for Yamaken to stay annoyed with him. He rolled his body to the opposite side of Haru and pulled the white sheet over his head only to find Haru hovering over him.

"I said don't touch me!" Yamaken growled as he shot his body up, carelessly meeting heads with Haru. Haru rubbed his forehead with the bottom of his palm all while sitting at Yamaken's feet. Yamaken did the same though his breathing grew heavy. He sighed and swung his feet towards the floor, "I'm leaving."

"What are you talking about? How are you supposed to walk home without a GPS." Haru sneered, "Or a wallet." He finished, swinging the piece of leather back and forth in his hand like a fan. The look in Yamaken's eyes glinted a look almost as deadly as to when Haru was in his vicious state.

Yamaken neared the delinquent, "Haru, this isn't funny."

"Neither is you being out with Shizuku even when you have that cold." Haru hissed.

"So is that what it's about? I just happened to bump into Mizutani, why would I be interested in a study bug like her anyways?"

"You should ask yourself that." Their conversation stopped there. Yamaken was dazed at Haru's remark. Why do I like her? The thought was once again in his mind.

Yamaken looked back at Haru who looked like he just killed a cat. A cold sigh escaped his lips, "Haru, it's late and I need a place to stay." He said coldly, "And... I'm sorry." Yamaken's eyes met the ground. They were both guilty, he knew that. But if no one apologized, the whole thing would have just been wrong.

Haru scratched the back of his neck, "Yeah, I'm sorry too. I mean, about the throwing you into the wall thing."

"I'd rather you not bring that up."

"Alright."

They both walked back to where Misawa was probably waiting for Haru or possibly not caring at all. Yamaken agreed to sleeping on the couch. Haru stood next to Yamaken with a blanket, looking like an excited puppy, "Y'know, this is kind of like a sleepover." He chuckled, "I've never been to one of those before. So, um, Yamaken, then is it okay if I-"

"Go for it." Yamaken yawned and began wrapping himself in the blanket that Haru handed to him. Haru soon after jumped onto the other end of the coach with a dainty little smile although he was a tad bit shocked that Yamaken agreed so quickly without another argument or a straight out no for an answer.

There were foot steps along the stairs where Misawa appeared, "Hey, do you-" His eyes met the two boys that laid asleep on each end of the coach. He stared at both Yamaken and Haru a little surprised and like any other person, pulled out his phone and snapped a picture. He smiled and switched off the lights, "Good night."

A/N: This is my first My Little Monster fan-fiction but not my first yaoi-fic. Yes, this will eventually contain yaoi (If you haven't already read the description) but it's fluffy yaoi and not that lemon stuff. I've never done one of those. I apologize if the characters are a bit OOC but if they are please do tell me and how I could fix that. I only watched the anime but still fell in love with it. I ship Kenji and Shizuku, no hate. Review please :)

P.S. if you still want some Shizuku X Kenji & Shizuku X Haru in this story then just tell me.