So this is a small sequel for my other story "Enchanting Aqua Eyes." And I apologize for the slight change in POV in the sixth paragraph from the first, I forgot Madokas POV. ALSO Kyoya will probably be OOC for the first few chapters.

"Hey, hey Madoka get up" Chris sat at the end of my bed, "Madoka today you have work to do." Shifting slightly I opened one eye.

"Chris. Leave. Me. Be." Chris sighed and left, returning with a bowl of water.

"I'll give you till the count of five. One, two…FIVE!"

"GOD THAT'S COLD!" I sat up quickly, soaked in cold water.

"I told you to get up." Chris dropped the bowl onto the floor and walked out. Ever since the Academy thing and Kyoya Chris had been following me around, with Nile of course. Nile had refused to go and Chris, well I don't really know why he is here.

Smiled to myself I got out of bed, Chris was right I do have a busy day. It was five years ago today when Kyoya was admitted to Sinclair Comatose Specialists Center. It was just last night when she'd gotten the call, the call that told her Kyoya was clear to be released. And since he had nowhere to go, but with her she had some work to do before Benkei came by to drop him off. After showering and changing the twenty year old began to clear out the spare bedroom and around the small apartment at the same time. She ran around picking up books, work papers, and clothing. While Chris sat on the sofa with Nile just watching a movie.

After what seemed to be hours she finished cleaning everything but the room Kyoya was supposed to be sleeping in. "Man Madoka you didn't even clean out all the boxes in the spare room, what have you been doing all day?" Chris said.

"Cleaning the house" I said flatly, "and thanks for the help you didn't give me."

"You should've asked I would've helped you" Nile didn't take his eyes off his book. I sighed and sat down.

*Knock Knock*

"Someone's at the door"

"You should answer it."

I sighed while getting back up, those two don't do anything! I checked my phone before opining to door, 8:00 PM. It must be Benkei at the door then. Benkei was a friend from work; He has his own restaurant called Bull Burger. I had started to work as a waitress and cook a few years back. So after a while we became the best of friends. And since the drive to get Kyoya is so far, and the fact I haven't got a car, Benkei offered to bring Kyoya over. I opened the door to be greeted by Benkei smiling.

"Madoka, Good to see you!" He stepped aside to reveal Kyoya standing still with his arms crossed and looking down to the ground. He glanced up at us.

"Who are you? Benkei I thought I was going to Madoka's apartment?"

"Kyoya it's me."

"No."

"What?"

"No. you look to different."

"HEY…what are you talking about?" Nile asked his old friend.

"Nile!" His mood totally changed in a matter of seconds.

"Okay, let's just go inside." I opened the door wider for the boys.

"Oh and here," Benkei handed me a packet "his doctor thought you should know some things about him; you know, behavior and all that stuff."

"Thanks…" what exactly am I getting myself into taking Kyoya in? "I'll read it later tonight." I smiled, "I made some food, and it's in the kitchen." While walking I felt Kyoya hug me from behind,

"Madoka When did you get here?" He nuzzled into me. I could feel my eye twitch slightly, mood swings.

"Well, Madoka I would love to stay but I have to get home. Nile, Chris why don't you come to my house for the night so Kyoya can get settled in" Benkei offered.

"Depends…are you going to make us those delicious burgers again?" Chris asked.

"I'll have to stop by the store, but yes I can."

"Kay, byes Madoka were going." The two ghost boys pushed Benkei out the door and towards the car.

"I swear those two are too much, even after all this time." I looked back to Kyoya, who had to be around twenty-two by now. His hair was still spiked above his head and tied back, sharp blue eyes; with the same cross scars underneath each one, tanned skin, muscular figure and the same fang poking from his mouth. He was just wearing a black short sleeved shirt and beige pants with brown boots.

"Madoka, thank you for letting me stay with you."

"No problem Kyoya. I've missed you."

"Me too, I've missed you" he smiled and began to explore around the small apartment. We didn't do much catching up, not that Kyoya really had any stories to tell; being in that place for five years and all. So all he did was eat, watch TV and talk about how good it feels to be out of Sinclair. But soon into the third movie he began to get tiered. "Madoka" he yawned "can I go to bed now?"

"Yeah, but is it okay if you sleep on the sofa just for tonight? I couldn't get the spare room cleaned out today…"

"It's okay Madoka."

After getting Kyoya set up in the living room, I decided to have a look at the information.

Kyoya Tategami is one of our patients we have Schizophrenia, a serious brain illness. As there is no particular cure for this, we insist he keeps to his medication as strictly as possible! Please make sure he doesn't skip any, that's a problem we've had with him; stubborn boy he is. Mr. Tategami seems to enjoy to mess around and play tricks, so watch out. I guess the only thing you really have to deal with is his mood swing.

"Wish I knew that earlier." I sighed and set the papers aside for the night. I'll finish those latter. But for now it's time for some well-deserved rest. In fact once I got under the covers and laid down I was instantly almost asleep.

Later on that night I was awoken to the door opening and footsteps leading to my bedside. I opened my eyes to the feeling of Kyoya crawling under the covers. "Sorry did I wake you?"

"Yes…what are you doing in my room?" I see a faint blush dust across his cheeks.

"Nothing I just-wanted to, like, sleep in here his you…if it's okay." He waited for my response. "Madoka?" I had fallen asleep again. Kyoya just pouted and went back down stairs.