A/N: Finally a new Chaos story! It's probably not the most original plot but I hope you like it anyway. Please enjoy and leave a review, miina-san!

It was a quiet night at Aliea Gakuen. The captain of Prominence made his way through the dark base as he eyed the starry, cloudless sky through the passing windows. He had used the soccer field of the school for most of the day in order to train his team for the upcoming battle against the rest of the world. The members of Prominence had decided to call it a night around 11 pm, but Burn, determined to make his team the strongest, had continued training for two more hours.

He let out noiseless yawn as he passed various rooms of other Aliea students. The Prominence department was located farthest from the field, and so Burn had to pass every other team area in order to get to his room. Playing around with his soccer ball a bit, he noted how every hallway he crossed was dark and deserted, indicating that he was the last student awake. Burn grinned in satisfaction. This meant he was training the most, and was thus growing stronger than the others. Burn wasn't particularly worried about Gemini Storm or Epsilon, as his team was better than Reize's and Desarm's by default. It was Diamond Dust and Gaia that tended to concern him, seeing as they were master rank teams just like Prominence. Gazel and Gran also shared the habit of thoroughly pissing him off with their careless attitudes, as if they were better than him. Burn angrily clenched his fist. He would show them.

He perked up out of his thoughts when he heard a walking noise ahead, proving against his theory of being the only one awake at this hour. Burn figured it shouldn't be too much of a problem, until he realized where he was: in the Diamond Dust department. That couldn't mean…

It could. Gazel, dressed in blue pajamas, rounded the corner in front of Burn, nearly bumping into the other boy. He widened his eyes in surprise when he saw the fierce captain of Prominence stand before him, but quickly regained his usual posture and sent him an emotionless expression.

For one moment, Burn was about to lash out and make an offensive remark, but decided against it. Gazel wasn't worth insulting, especially at this hour. Burn felt another yawn come up and quickly passed his fellow captain, not wanting Gazel to see him tired. He wasn't going to let him think he was weak, that's what that slimy brat was hoping for.

Burn entered the hallway Gazel had come from and stopped for a moment to listen to what the other boy was up to. When he heard fading footsteps, he figured an argument between them wasn't going to ensue tonight. He quickly made his way to his own department, wondering what Gazel was doing up at 2 in the morning. He wasn't conducting a secret plan, was he…? Ah well, he would find out tomorrow. Burn finally arrived at his room, determined to get some sleep.

As with all other bedrooms in the academy, his door was sealed and could only be opened through a code you had to enter on the right. Burn did exactly that, as he had done many times. But unlike those other times, the door refused to open for him. Confusedly, the boy attempted to enter the code again, but his room remained inaccessible. Burn felt a mix of impatience and panic rise inside him as he tried the code a few more times, but to no avail. He ended up slamming the door with his flat hand and whispered a curse to himself. For some reason, he had been denied access to his own room, which meant he had no place to sleep. There was no room with couches where he could crash if need be, and he definitely wasn't going to spend the night on a kitchen table.

Burn gritted his teeth, realizing the only way he would get some decent sleep tonight was to borrow someone else's bed. He instantly refused to seek help from all members but Prominence's. But they were all asleep, as was everyone else in the base. If he woke them up now, he would disturb their sleep and thus decrease the chance of them doing well during training, which would result in a black spot during future matches. He was also scared of giving them the wrong idea, seeing as they knew him as the strong, independent leader. He couldn't let his image be swayed by something stupid like this.

Burn then realized that there was one person awake aside from him. He knocked himself on the head a second later. Sleeping in Gazel's room? Asking him for help? No way. Compared to that, a yawn was a sign of epic toughness. This would totally humiliate him, it would give Gazel the perfect chance to embarrass him in front of the entire academy. Unless… he turned the situation around. Sleeping in the same bed as the captain of Prominence would mean an equal amount of humiliation on Gazel's part, which meant he probably wasn't going to tell anyone else. And while caring for a decent rest for his teammates, Burn would only profit off Gazel getting too little sleep. Even if he despised the mere thought of being in that boy's room… it seemed like the only option.

Gazel had only been back in his room for a few minutes when he heard a knock on the door. He was brushing his teeth at the moment, so he wasn't very pleased to know he had a visitor. He checked the clock to remind himself that the hands were nearing half past two. Who could be bothering him at this hour? For all they knew, he was sound asleep. Could a member of Diamond Dust need his help with something urgent?

When the person on the other side of the door started knocking more impatiently, Gazel became certain that it was one of his teammates. Figuring something serious had happened to them, he made his way to the door without finishing his tooth-brushing first. When he opened up, he realized he should've done so, because the toothbrush nearly slipped out of his mouth when it opened in shock.

Burn was standing in his doorway, wiggling uneasily with his hands in his pockets. He was dressed in his Prominence uniform like before, making Gazel wonder why the hell he was here instead of getting some sleep. "Yo," he muttered.

"Buwn?" Gazel stumbled with the toothbrush still in his mouth. He quickly took it out and then remembered his lips were covered in toothpaste. The realization that Burn was seeing him in this state, tired, dressed in pajamas and with his mouth covered in toothpaste, brought a blush to his cheeks. Burn had seen him only a moment earlier in his PJs too, but he hadn't stopped to think that being seen this way was rather embarrassing, especially if it was Burn.

Gazel wasn't the only one blushing, though. As if trying to hide some sort of embarrassment of his own, Burn rushed past the boy inside his room. "I'm sleeping here tonight," he announced without making eye contact.

Gazel's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wha-? Do you have any idea what time-" He abruptly broke off his sentence when Burn started to undress in front of him, leaving his clothes on the floor. Without any further explanation, he hopped into bed, now wearing only his boxers. Just the sight of a nearly naked Burn increased the blush on Gazel's cheeks tenfold.

But he quickly shook himself out of his daze when he reminded himself what was going on. Burn, the proud captain of the rival team Prominence, was invading his bed out of nowhere in the middle of the night?

"What the hell are you doing?" Gazel exclaimed, moving closer to the bed. "It this some kind of joke?"

Burn, facing away from him, muttered "Code not working" to the wall rather than to Gazel himself. It took him a moment to figure out that he probably meant the code needed to access his room.

Gazel then realized that Burn didn't have a place to sleep, but that didn't make him sympathize with his situation. "I don't care," he said angrily, and he started tugging the duvet that Burn had pulled up to cover himself. "Sleep in the hallway, in the kitchen, I don't care, but get out of my bed!"

"I'm sleeping here," Burn repeated with annoyed expression. He started to tug at the duvet as well, glaring at Gazel who glared just as much back.

"Why here?" Gazel asked him, having completely forgotten that he should probably wash his mouth before getting into any fights. "Just go to one of your teammates!"

"I'm already here, I might as well stay," Burn insisted angrily. He clearly wasn't going to let go of the blanket, which infuriated Gazel even more.

"You're not sleeping in my bed!" he hissed. He suddenly let go of the blanket, causing Burn to fall back and hit the wall. Gazel took advantage of the moment and grabbed him by the wrists, pulling him off his bed. "Sleep on the floor or something!"

Burn stared at him as if he'd just uttered something completely insane. "The floor?" he protested, pulling his wrists back. "I'll catch a cold."

"Of course you will, you're in your underwear!" Gazel felt how just saying those words made his cheeks warm. "Put some clothes on!"

"But I always sleep in my boxers," Burn answered and exhaled a sigh. "Look, I dislike this just as much as you do. But my door won't open and I need a place to sleep tonight. Can't you just bite your tongue and deal with it? It's only for tonight."

"Only for tonight?" Gazel took a look at the clock and frowned when he realized it was almost 3. They both need some sleep, and seeing as the night was almost over anyway, it wouldn't be long before Burn buzzed off and could have his code system repaired.

"Alright, fine," Gazel muttered reluctantly. "But only for tonight, and don't hog all the space."

Burn sent him a grin, apparently happy with the permission. "I never do." He flopped back on the bed and disappeared under the blanket, moving to the wall side of the bed.

Watching him for a moment, Gazel let out a sigh as well. He had not been expecting this, nor could he say that he was completely fine with it. But he had given in now, so all he could do was bear the situation for a few hours. At least it wasn't an entire night.

After finishing up (and checking the outside hall to make sure no one had seen Burn enter his room), Gazel moved over to the bed. Even though Burn had left enough space for him to take, Gazel remained standing for a moment, just looking at the other boy. Nevermind the fact that it had been years since he'd shared a bed with someone; why did it have to be Burn of all people? Why did seeing him borrow his bed frustrate him and relieve him at the same time? He wasn't afraid of the dark, so what did he need him for?

Realizing he was probably thinking about this too much, Gazel decided to get into bed already and turned off the light. He tried to get comfortable on his side, which caused his butt to hit Burn's. Blushing at the unexpected touch, Gazel continued to wiggle awkwardly, often touching parts of Burn's bare skin. That didn't make it any easier.

"Oi," Burn growled, turning his head in his direction. "Stay still, will you?"

Gazel kept his face out of his sight to make sure Burn wouldn't see his red cheeks, even if the room was pitch-dark. "Be grateful I'm letting you sleep here," he muttered.

"Hmph." Burn kept quiet for a moment, but then asked an unexpected question: "What were you doing earlier?"

Gazel stopped moving. "What?"

"We met earlier, in the hallway. Why were you up so late?"

Gazel stared out in front of him, confused about Burn's sudden interest in his nightly activities. Then he figured it out and smiled a little. "Ah, you must be thinking I have some secret plan, right?" When he got no answer, his smile widened. "Not that it's any of your concern, but I always stay up this late. I was getting a midnight snack earlier. The better question is: what were you doing, still in your uniform?"

Burn, stubbornly facing away from him, muttered: "None of your business."

"Hey, I told you what I was up to," Gazel reminded him, and he turned on his back in order to look at Burn. "It's only fair if you tell me the same."

"… I was training," Burn replied in annoyance, still not looking at him. "It's not like I was conducting some kind of secret plan either."

Gazel grinned. "That's good to know. It's not like you would be able to beat me anyway, secret plan or not."

Those words were more than enough for Burn to turn around and face him. "What was that?"

"Oh, still feisty even at this hour," Gazel commented, pretending to be impressed. "Do you ever blow off steam?"

"Shut up!" Burn snapped angrily. "Shut up and go to sleep!"

Gazel let out a snicker, but didn't answer him. He decided to do exactly as he said and closed his eyes, feeling tiredness wash over him. The late hour finally got to him and he quickly fell asleep, forgetting about the boy lying right next to him.

When Burn didn't hear an answer, he shut his eyes as well. He needed a moment longer to fall asleep, mostly due to the annoyance he currently felt. Even when they were sharing a bed, Gazel was still out to push his buttons. That conceited brat. As soon as morning came, he would get out of here and get his door repaired.

Burn shifted on his back and gazed at the ceiling. The more he thought about his current situation, the more he started to recall memories of him and Gazel sleeping in the same bed, many years ago. When they lived at Sun Garden, it was normal for the young orphans to sleep in the same bed, and Burn didn't recall ever having a problem sleeping next to Gazel. True, they didn't care much for each other, but they were never at each other's throats either. That part started when they joined Aliea Gakuen.

Burn exhaled a sigh when he reminded himself that the boy next to him was, in fact, his rival. Ever since Father founded the alien school, the children had been divided and trained to fight against each other. Even though Burn truly disliked Gazel for his arrogant attitude, he couldn't say he completely hated him. But he despised the boy enough to put up a tough front, as he refused to ever show his weak side in front of him. Tonight was no exception.

Burn decided he better remind Gazel to keep his mouth shut tomorrow, and with that thought, he fell asleep.