Chapter 1

In the dimly lit living room, sat a man on a couch, curled up in a blanket as he flipped threw channels. Hiroki Kamijou was attempting to amuse himself late in the night by watching TV again. He had finished all of his paperwork from school and should have been sleeping for work in a few hours but reality was…he couldn't. He had woken up several times in the past few hours with traumatic nightmares of his beloved Nowaki being lynched off.

He hadn't seen Nowaki in about a year, and yet that adoring man would haunt him to this day. He had left without a word. Leaving Hiroki like a handful of sand in the wind. His heart wept and cursed him for making him so dependant of someone who CLEARLY didn't care for him anymore. Leavening without a trace….. How…..Disgusting. Why did he care anymore… even if he was killed over and over again in his dreams.. Why care?

The brown eyed teacher sat there, irritated by his own thoughts and by the fact that there was noting to watch on TV. Nothing that would catch his attention … Now if he was one of the manly disrespectful students in his class, it would be no doubt he would be interested in everything on at this time of night. 'Wonder if any of them are watching this channel right now?' he shifted incompatibly at that thought and turned the TV onto some English channel. "Today's emergency news! In Hollywood tonight, Justin beiber was killed by a hoard of anti-fan girls!-"

Clearly displeased at the fact that he hadn't understood more than two words which was just said he switched to another. English only made him think of Nowaki. He turned off the TV and chucked the remote across the floor, watching it slide into the coffee table. Poor thing was covered in books and dents, coffee stains…much like the rest of the house. Ruined and a mess.

Lifting a large hand to sweep threw his hair he stopped and tugged lightly on the strains on his skull. Frustration was setting in again. He hadn't been able to sleep or eat in the past few days. Everything was droned out, stretched too far like butter on too much toast*

'Stupid Nowaki…. Leaving me here by myself, not even a note…' He had thought about moving, just so that one day when he came back it would be a smack in the face. "take that" he would say…but…. Well, would you? Honestly?

Maybe he was just stressing too much, needed a way to relax a little? Didn't really matter, there was nothing anymore that could…

Hiroki's half lulled eyes scanned the room, searching out for something until his eyes locked on his battered cell phone. Reaching out for it, he scrolled threw a few files on it, just out of boredom nothing more…"Akihiko…."

The contact was right there…why not call him…Sure it was late…. Really late. But He wouldn't mind, after all it WAS him calling. "Why not." He groaned to himself in a raspy voice, not used to using it much anymore.

He clicked the talk button and waited, the dialing sound….. Ring…..ring…..ring…. Crack, finally SOMETHING

"mmmmmmoshi moshi…" the voice clearly was tired as well, sounded kinda irritated, but as always it was just akihiko. That last thought made hiroki blush a little, his heart jumping in his chest, catching him off guard.

"A-akihiko…." Hiroki managed to squeak out, his voice cracking under stress. His hands fumbled to keep the phone up against his ear, as his body laid down against the couch and snuggled further into his blankets.

"Mmm Hiroki, you're calling pretty late…. What's wrong?" the older man groaned into the phone, the sounds of blankets rustling.

"Yeah…. I can't sleep… Sorry if this is too late for you, do you want me to hang-up?"

"no… it's fine… listen.. My cell is dying… Misaki is out for the weekend at his brother's, come over." with that there was a click of Usami's end, leaving Hiroki left in the dark.

"Usagi-baka…. Well… I suppose, there's no harm. Misaki isn't over." With that, Hiroki sat up and dragged himself across the floor, blankets collecting dirt that hadn't been vacuumed up in a while.

Sitting on his bed, hiroki dragged a pair of jeans on, as well as a shirt and looked threw his closet for a jacket. His eye's caught a glimpse of that old blue hoodie Nowaki wore, and had forgotten here while he ran off to America, without a second thought, he pulled it on and locked the door.

After the long cold trek over to Akihiko's house, he found a note on the door 'Hiroki, the door is unlocked'

"that's rather blunt…" he grabbed the note and crumpled it in his hands, walking in and shoving his shoes off. Looking around, all the lights were off, must mean he was still in bed or something.

Common sense said he should have stayed on the couch, but instead Hiroki took off his hoodie, and went up to Usagi's room.

Carefully walking into the older male's room he found the man sprawled, face first into his pillows, shirtless.

"A-aki-hiko?" hiroki whispered as he made his way closer to the male, as soon as he was close enough, Usagi grabbed him by the wrist and forced him down onto the bed, cuddling into him.

"Truth be told, I miss having Misaki around to cuddle into. Not ever Suzuki-san will satisfies me. Clearly we both miss something that isn't close to us. " Usagi wrapped his arms around Hiroki's thin body and smiled. "you look dead my friend."

Hiroki surprisingly didn't really put up a fight when it came to the cuddling, he just laid there, letting the other console him. "I feel it… I haven't slept in days. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I cant focus…. I'm dying…. I swear." his voice was very monotoned, as he explained to Usagi was wrong.

"just lean into me, and close you're eyes… shhh, trust me, it'll be fine," somehow he managed to run his fingers threw hiroki's thick hair before getting the man to lean back into him.

Tears ran down the brunette's face as he left Usagi spoon him and hold him tightly. He closed his eyes and eventually had fallen asleep.

* Yes I totally used a LordOfTheRings quote in there…. Felt fitting XD IM SUCH A NERD!

Anywyas I promise there WILL be Yaoi in a few chapters later, just gotta develop alittle bit of plot first, Anyways hope you like this so far and don't forget to leave a comment or something, it makes me feel epic!