This little fic is dedicated to my Imoutou-san, Ladyfiction, for all she has done for me in that past seven years I have known her, and the recent work she has done on my fic Body Swap. Thanks hun, love you lots like jelly tots. ^^ I hope you like it?

Disclaimer: I have no rights to the characters involved in this fic; if I did Id be mega rich and a genius.

Kai: which she is not. Haha!

The Ending

He sat engulfed in a red duvet, tears streaming down his ivory cheeks from his blue-purple orbs. He sniffled and held a tissue to his running nose. Small sobs escaped his mouth, however hard he tried to stop them, they continued. His slender frame shook with each sob.

Pale green orbs watched him, watched the silvery tears that cascaded down the ivory skin. He saw the anguish in the blue-purple eyes that he loved so much. The pure devastation that was written all over his face and invading the body of the man he adored. His right arms twitched as he fought with himself to not reach out and touch the upset Russian to reassure him, as he knew it wouldnt improve the situation. He hated anything that upset this Russian beauty, his tears were his own personal bullets embedded in his body.

"Boris why does this keep happening?" the red-head choked out, his watery eyes connected with the said mans, hard green orbs. They reminded him of emeralds.

"I don't know Yuriy, it just does," the man sporting grey hair answered him, his voice emotionless.

Yuriy looked back down to his duvet, and dabbed his eyes with his screwed and falling apart tissue. It stemmed the salty tears for now, but the sobs in his throat were a clear indication that he was still very upset.

Boris cussed inwardly at himself for not giving a better explanation. The few people who knew him, knew that he was not a man of many words, but when Yuriy was this upset, his vocabulary diminished considerably. He never seemed to know the words that would comfort the cyborg. This hurt the Russian deeply.

He looked at the heartbroken boy with pained eyes, wishing he could deliver the comfort and reassurance he needed and wanted, knowing he wouldn't.

"I know why," a voice interceded.

The two Russians looked at the other entity in the room.

"Cause Boris, you and I allow Yuriy and Rei decide the bloody movie," Kai answered Yuriy's question.

Boris looked past Kai and to the sniffling raven haired neko-jin cuddled up to the partially slate-haired mans torso.

Boris rolled his green eyes, agreeing with Kai.

"B-B-But he died-"Yuriy started, the tears welling up in blue-purple orbs again.

"Oh, come here you silly cyborg," the tallest member of the four, put his arm around the red-head and dragged him to his body, where the red-head nuzzled him.

"I'm so lucky to have you, Boris," he mumbled into his chest, tears evidently rolling his cheeks from the tone of his voice.

Boris in return ruffled the red-heads hair playfully, and then kissed the top of his head.

He glanced over to Kai and they both made an agreement, in their eyes with each other, that Yuriy and Rei would no longer have the reins on movie night.

So did I confuse you? Did you think Yuriy and Boris had a bust up? I hope I did, that what I was aiming at. I'm sorry if it's a little weak.

Imoutou-san, I hope you liked it?

If you'd like to leave a review then by all means don't let me stop you, and that means everyone.

Oh and if it appears there's no speech marks when their talking, I did include them but for some reason they're not appearing when i save this to a webpage. Weird, huh? It's happened in another fic of mine. So it's not a typo on my behalf. And that's pretty much all I have to say.

Thanks for reading.

Diesty-chan