A/N: The result of what happens when I decide to make a story on a whim. Why did I chose yaoi for the genre? I don't freakin know. I'm not interested in yaoi. Everything in this story is created on a whim. The names, story line, everything is a figment of my random imagination.

-Somewhere in Japan-

A blonde called Hina Gatuen, a 2nd year in high school. A brunette was named Futao Kimita, a 2nd year in college. These two kept no secrets from each other. Obvious reason was because they were almost like siblings. That was true at one point in time. Their feelings eventually greatened. All of their friends accepted the relationship. Especially the girls since they were all yaoi fangirls. The teachers didn't know about it by the way.

One day the cute yaoi couple got into a fight over something. Hina was way too mad at the brunette and asked his older sister to let stay the night. The next day, Futao rushed in on Hina, worried. Hina was too scared to tell them anything. Since Futao was in college he owned his own house and was Hina's official "guardian." Hina and Futao went home.

For a few days, Hina was very distant from Futao. Futao went to work one day leaving Hina alone. Futao didn't come home at his usual time, which made Hina very worried. The blonde, who had nothing to do and was just waiting for his food to cook, decided to watch the news. He stared at the screen and ran out the door.

Futao was almost hit by a gas truck that went crazy while he was exiting his work place. Futao managed to live and was in the hospital asleep. He woke up to the sound of the news on the TV. He noticed the area that was on the TV looked very familiar. He suddenly realized, his home was on fire. No other word about the fire was said. He couldn't leave the hospital bed either to check if Hina was ok.

The next day, he was released. He rushed to his home to see it in ashes. A neighbor went up to him and began, "About Hina-kun..." she looked at him confused. "Here, he wasn't home when the fire started. He told me to give you this" she handed him an address. Futao rushed straight away to the address.

While he was running... He was imagining he would find Hina where ever he was going. Crying in a corner? Calmly awaiting his arrival? Or... No! I mustn't think of that last possibily!

Finding the small hut in the middle of nowhere, he knocked on the door. Nothing. He knocked again and the door opened itself. He walked in to find a trail of red. It wasn't blood. It was too vivid. Following the trail into a random room, he opened it and was going to scream. There he saw a bloody mess of crimson red. Somewhere along the red was spot of blonde hair. The moment he screamed his vision became blurry and was replaced with the road blurring past as he ran.

A daydream? I hope it's not reality. He keeps running until he reaches his destination. He knocks on the door, panting like crazy. The door opens slowly by itself. He walked inside to find a trail of red. Like his daydream, he followed the vivid red trail into a random room...

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FUTAO-KUN!" Jumping back from the sudden surprise, he tripped and fell. A lock of blonde looks down and holds out his hand. "Happy birthday, Futao-nii," Hina says happily. The brunette, shocked from the past two day's events, stared in utter silence. His hand was grabbed and pulled up causing him to stand up by force. "What? Don't tell me you forgot?" a girl with ginger hair states jokingly, "Then again, that accident sure had us worried!"

A/N: I'm sure you were expecting a different ending. *smiles evily* This is what happens when I decide to write a story on a whim. Random story line that actually means something! Review if you want or something! XD