A/N: Yay! It's another RP! Angel wrote all of Soubi's parts, while Ezzy was everyone else. - This is Ezzy. I really had fun with this. Natsuo and Youji are two very obscure and hard-to-figure-out characters, but they're so cute and demonic! They're sometimes tough to write. I hope that ZERO fans enjoy this. We might actually write another part to this, if I get any ideas. I hope I do, because I'd hate for it to end here.

Welcome to our new home! This is Soubi's apartment! I'm Natsuo...

... and I'm Youji. Every day, we get to sleep in late, eat all we want, and even irritate Soubi's best and most annoying friend, Kio.

But sometimes, things become a little more interesting...

Last week, Soubi's new Sacrifice Master, Ritsuka, moved in with us.

Now Soubi gets to stay at home more often!

So now what do we do?

Soubi stood before a canvas, thinking, while somewhat watching Ritsuka, who was sitting at a table finishing up his homework. I'm supposed to paint a still life for class, but all I can think of is him...

"Soubi, do you not have any ideas yet?" Ritsuka wondered aloud.

"I'm not verygood at still life, so no." His face is so adorable... And his bright eyes...

"Well, maybe..." Ritsuka's eyes wandered around the vicinity. "What about the paint cans? That might be interesting. Or the living room, just behind you? It looks simple at first, with just a sofa and a table, but really a lot of detail goes into making it look realistic. That's what a still-life is all about, right?"

"Yes, that's what we're being graded on..." But I only want to paint you, Ritsuka...

"Well, pick something!" Ritsuka finalized almost impatiently. "I'm doing my homework, and I don't want you to get a bad grade just because still-life doesn't inspire you. We've been doing that now and then in my classes, too, and I hate it. But it's just an assignment. So finish it and then do what you really want to do."

"What if I told you the only thing that I want to paint is you...?"

Ritsuka turned pink and stared at him in shock. "Why don't you just... paint the living room..." he offerred, "and I suppose when you get it graded and returned, you can paint me on the couch..."

"Fine.." He forfeited and went off in search of paint colors.

Then Natsuo went running after Youji down the hall, thudding past Ritsuka and then Soubi. "Come back here!" Natsuo giggled. "Put that down!"

"What is that?" Soubi asked, walking back into the room holding a palette.

"My diary!" Natsuo shreiked. He tackled Youji into submission and bound him in a limb-lock on his back before flipping through the pages of the beloved transcript.

"You should hide it better.. He hasn't found mine yet." Soubi smiled.

"You've got no reason to have a diary!" Youji protested to Natsuo. "You have me!"

Soubi ignored the fight. Kio will be home any minute. He'll break it up.

"Could you perhaps relax a bit?" Ritsuka requested of the ZERO team. "Soubi and I are both doing homework..."

"Yes... not to mention you're in the way of my work."

Natsuo "hmph"-ed and stood up, picking up Youji with him, and made his way back to Kio's room.

"That's better."Soubi continued to mix paints.

A long string of names and curses were shreiked from both sides of the battle in Kio's bedroom and the sound permeated the rest of the apartment as though it would splinter the wood.

"Wonder who will go first..." Soubi said, not completely serious.

Ritsuka was silent again for several more minutes while the fight continued. Then he turned to Soubi. "You keep a diary?"

"Uh... yes, I do. It's mostly of my dreams though."

"A dream diary...?" Ritsuka kept on doing his homework, a thoughtful look on his face.

Kio unlocked the door and entered. "I'm home!" he called, taking off his shoes and stepping up onto the wood floor in his socks. "Hi, Sou-chan," he greeted Soubi as he walked past and headed for his bedroom. When he opened the door, a book flew out and hit him in the nose, then the door slammed shut again. "Owww..." he whined, rubbing his face. "What was that?"

"The two ZEROs are fighting."

Kio looked at the book that was now in his hands. "A diary?"

"Yeah, its Natsuo's... That's what they were fighting over."

Kio flipped through the pages. "It's all about- ..."

Youji came out of the room shouting, "I'm telling you, it's pointless to use such a thing when we are to share everything anyway. So what reason could you possibly have for keeping it?"

Natsuo ran out, screaming angrily, and barrelled Youji over as he chased down Kio and snatched the text away from him. "This is mine! That's why!"

Kio's expression piqued Soubi's curiousity. "It's all about what?"

The arguing Fighter and Sacrifice drowned out any hope of Kio finishing his sentence. "This is my recording of my private thoughts, and it is all that I have to keep to myself! You share everything else with me! Everything! So I need this, because I need to have something that belongs to me, and only me! You own me, as I am your Fighter, after all!"

"But, Natsuo, we're supposed to share everything! We're a team!" Youji protested.

"Then why can't you share me with ME?"

Soubi forfeited, knowing that he and Ritsuka both couldn't finish their homework with this fight going on. He set his palette down on the coffee table and approached the quarrelling kittens cautiously. "Youji, why is is so difficult to let Natsuo have something to himself?"

"Because," Youji confessed, "that would weaken our bond. As Fighter and Sacrifice, our bonds must be as strong as possible so that we are as strong as we can be. You should understand that." He looked towards Soubi. "But you wouldn't. You and your Sacrifice don't even share the same name."

Soubi's eye's narrowed slightly. "Ritsuka and I our bound by something deeper than names. And as I recall, we defeated you, different names and all."

"That's not what this is about!" Natsuo protested.

"I wasn't the one who brought it up..."

"But you were!" Natsuo cried. "You were the one who brought our losses into this! Well, now Youji's going to argue even more that our bonds aren't strong enough..."

"That's right!" agreed Youji. "And that loss is how I know! That's how I know we're not in sync. You've been keeping this from me the whole time! It's what makes us different. And that won't make us any more powerful."

"Maybe you're too close... Maybe that's why Ritsuka and I are so strong, because we have our differences, and we respect each other's differences. When we overcome that, we're stronger because of it."

"Please, Youji," Natsuo begged. "I just want this one thing... One part of me, to be only mine..." The paths of tears left shimmering streaks down his face.

Youji stared down at his partner. Natsuo really wants this... I've never seen him cry before... "All right..." Youji finally agreed. "Keep it. Maybe... Maybe Soubi's right."

Natsuo looked up at the green-haired boy and slowly smiled. "... Yeah..." Youji helped Natsuo up, and Natsuo carried his diary close to his chest. They walked back down the hall, together, to Kio's room, which was where they always went when they needed some time alone. Kio, who always needed some type of attention, normally preferred to loll around on the couch, so his room was usually empty. As the ZEROs entered the room, Youji leading Natsuo by their linked hands, Youji pulled the door shut.

"So what was in the diary?" Soubi finally got to ask.

Kio looked back up to Soubi. "Everything in there was about Youji."

A/N: Now, then, after this was completed, Angel asked me just what was in the diary. The answer is: EVERYTHING. Everything about Youji that Natsuo has ever seen or heard is written in that book. Youji and Natsuo are always together, every day, doing the same things, thinking and feeling the same things. So the only thing that Natsuo could have or experience to keep to himself is the things that make him andYouji different. It could be the way Youji looks, the way he talks, the way he acts and how he shows himself to the world, the things that make him angry or excited, even the way he eats and his simplest mannerisms. So basically, it would be a list of things that make Youji different from Natsuo that would seem almost obsessive to any other person's standards. I really enjoyed this idea. If other people like this fic, too, and leave reviews, then maybe it will be that much sooner that we can write another chapter.