I don't own 07-Ghost.

The young boy sat at his desk, looking at the ceiling. He brushed his fingers against his forehead, moving away his brown bangs, and traced his temple. It hadn't even been two days since Mikage left to visit his family for the summer, and he already missed him. Of course he would miss him, he was all alone in the college dorms now without his best friend; but Mikage wasn't the only one to leave. Most of the other students left to visit their family for the summer vacation. Although Mikage promised he'd come back halfway through, one way or another, Teito would end up spending his time in their shared room filled with lonesome and boredom. He could go home, too, if he really wanted to... But that wasn't the case. He didn't have much to go back to, anyway, other than his pride-filled twin Mikhail. His parents were the ones who sent him to this college in the first place, they always favored Mikhail over Teito.

"Brother," Mikhail said, his voice stern and certain as usual. Most people would have the reaction to flinch at such a tone, but not Teito. He was used to his twin, be it they grew up together.

"What? I'm trying to pack." He responded.

"Promise me you won't get into trouble while you're gone."

"I promise."

All he could do now was keep the promise, and pass the time. But time passes slowly. The boy sighed, then stood up, anxious to stay still for too long. He felt as if he calmed for a long period of time he might freeze altogether.
He slowly made his way to the bathroom, and started the bath. He closed the door behind him, and began to strip from his garments. As he cautiously emerged himself into the warm waters, flinching slightly as his foot touched the surface, but slowly becoming used to the heat. He slipped in, and his tense body began to feel warm, and relaxed. He let out a sigh and leaned his head back on the edge of the tub. His hand began to break the surface of the water, and hung above his face. It was still moist, and small drops of water dripped on Teito's face; his perfect complexion. His green eyes closed, and his mouth opened, letting a narrow whisper escape his lips.
"I promise."

The morning sun rose slowly and achingly, filling Teito's bedroom with a bright light that pierced his tired eyes. He took in a deep breath through his nose and opened his emerald orbs simultaneously, bringing in his surroundings. He was in bed, wearing an oversized T-shirt, and a pair of shorts. But the scent was different... This wasn't his bed.
He sat up and looked around the room. It was his room, that was for sure. But the surroundings seemed off.
Then he came to the realization that he was in Mikage's bed.
Oh.

He sat up, embarrassed that someone might've found out about his childish mistake; although that was impossible, no one was in the dorm except him and the other students who didn't have much of a family to go back to. Even so, he blushed.

I must've crawled into his bed last night without thinking... God I'm stupid.

What the boy didn't realize is he wasn't misguided at all; he had originally proceeded to slumber in his bed. He may not remember, but that night he woke up, after having another nightmare - terrified - and crawled into Mikage's bed without realization. This wouldn't have been the first time... But Mikage always carried him back to his own bed before Teito awoke. Yet, Mikage wasn't there now.
Teito felt a knot in his stomach, and a grumble followed suit.
"I should get something to eat..." He mumbled to himself as he walked to the dresser to change out of his pajamas. How was Mikage doing, anyway? He said he'd call as soon as the flight landed.

"I'm sure he's fine... He'll be alright."

Just then, Teito's cell phone began to ring on his nightstand. Pausing his attempts to button up his shirt - he always messed it up, making the buttons unequal - he answered the obnoxious beeping that was tainted with the bit of hope that it might possibly be his best friend.
"Hello?"
"Good morning," a stern, pride filled voice responded... Of course. "How are you, brother?"

"I just woke up. I was about to go get something to eat. You're kind of interrupting me." Teito replied. He didn't really feel like talking to Mikhail right now, especially after he was disappointed in not hearing Mikage's voice.
"Don't be rude, brother. I'm calling because I missed you. What's so wrong with that?"

"You don't need to be defensive, I was just being honest." Teito responded, slight sarcasm in his voice.

"Uhuh... Well, anyway, where are you going to eat? If you don't mind I'd like to get out of the house, too, you know. Even though we're the same age, they still act like I'm younger... You always get to do what you want... It's not fair, Teito."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, you can come, just stop with the long speech, alright? You act like I'm neglecting you or something, what am I, your mom?"

"Great. I'll stop by soon." His boastful, slightly obnoxious voice; with a tinge of what Teito almost considered "royalty" (If Mikhail was the king of anything, he was the king of being annoying) was followed by the sound of a dial tone.

Teito shook his head. His brother was so rude sometimes...

He looked in the mirror and sighed. If Mikage were here, he'd be able to help. His face then changed with slight grimace.
I need to stop relying on him. I'll only be a burden.

And soon after his attempts to fix it himself - but to no avail - he gave up and put on a T-shirt, and headed to meet up with his brother at the restaurant for breakfast.

So, yep. Review, please!
I know some of you might be thinking, "But wouldn't Mikhail be a weird name?" Actually, I meant to imply that in this AU, it's pronounced "Micheal." See? Normal name! It's just spelled differently. c: