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Yuki sat up in bed, not being able to sleep after that dream. It was 2 o'clock in the morning, and it didn't seem like he was going to get another wink of sleep in at this rate. Letting out a sigh, he leaned forward and pushed off the bed, the feel of the breeze in his strawberry-blonde hair waking him up as he walked towards his balcony. The wind from the open doors, like a painter, drew shapes into the swaying curtains.

The floor was cold beneath his bare feet and his thin pajamas did nothing for the cold but Yuki relished the feel. It distracted him from the turmoil inside.

Looking up at the night sky, he spotted the silver moon. "What a beautiful moon tonight", Yuki thought, as he gazed at the silvery orb. His eye lids became heavy with the weight of the emotions bubbling under the surface of his skin.

'Silver…'

He couldn't help it.

Every waking moment he had alone to himself, Yuki's thoughts would unabashedly drift to the silver-eyed guardian that was always by his side.

'Luka…what are you doing to me?' he asked himself.

The curtains fluttered in the cool breeze, casting dancing shadows on the wooden floor. The night air turned harsh, and Yuki hugged himself to shield himself from it. Rubbing his arms up and down, Yuki mused. Everything about Luka screamed of importance, told him that he was forgetting something that his head did not know anymore but his heart sensed.

Lately, he would react more and more vividly to Luka's presence; he could not avoid allowing his true feelings to slip past his mask. If Luka suddenly gazed at him, his whole body would heat up and the need to reach out and touch Luka, Embrace him, feel him, was too powerful, and Yuki had to turn away and distance himself. He knew this was not normal; He was aware. So painfully aware, but that did not stop his body from reacting the way it did to Luka, and worse, could not stop the feeling deep down that feeling this way was so right.

Yuki sighed again. He was getting nowhere.

"I'll cheer you uuup…nnn.." Mumbled a sleeping Sodom. Yuki glanced back. Back in his human form, Sodom was sleeping, face up, and sprawled over half of Yuki's bed, his limbs at awkward angles, his face the picture of happiness. A small chuckle escaped Yuki's lips at the sight.

With another small snicker, Yuki walked back to the bed, and tucked Sodom in so he wouldn't catch cold. Satisfied that Sodom would be okay, Yuki decided his jumbled thoughts deserved a good long walk. He wasn't going to get any sleep tonight, it seemed, so he might as well make the best of it.

It was only now that Yuki appreciated how truly magnificent the Twilight Estate really was. The front garden was beautiful but more so the back garden. Deciding to walk around the gardens' perimeter, Yuki's thoughts once again turned to Luka. How he wished he knew more about the mysterious enigma that Luka was becoming in his mind. No, that's not true. Since the beginning, since he saved him that first day, the first time he saw him and gazed into his eyes, he felt something move inside him and a million questions with no answers grew in his mind, yet they were all drowned out in the desire to be by his side as much as possible. A foolish wish, he knew. He couldn't always depend so much on Luka, and he knew Luka could never feel the same way he did, if he knew what that was in the first place.

Yuki was taken from his thoughts as he neared a red rose bush. He leaned down to take in the heavenly aroma and stopped to gaze at them. Crimson, and such a pure shade of it. He remembered all those times he witnessed Luka covered in crimson blood, and all for his sake. Every time he saw an injured Luka, his heart both grieved and rejoiced. He hated the notion of Luka suffering, even if Luka always denied it and said "Don't worry. I'm fine". He felt all the more guilty for the small flicker of hope that would grow in his chest each time he witnessed Luka get so serious and battle ready for his sake. He felt he didn't deserve Luka's loyalty, or his attentions, and his growing feelings were not helping.

In the spirit of nostalgia, Yuki counted the days since he meet Luka. "Let's see, it was 3 months this apr-no, may? …hmm…4 and a half months. It's been so long..." Yuki knew the truth. He knew how he felt but he just wasn't admitting it to himself yet. He knew he was being a coward, but he need time. Time, to accept that he was not normal, that something's really are beyond the will and that matters of the heart really are unpredictable. Yuki never gave much thought to romance, and with good reason. All he wanted in this life was to find his place in the world; to be accepted and needed. Romance was a far away topic from Yuki's mind and he never really had much interest in girls his age, let alone thought of dating anyone, but he figured he would, when the time came for it. The one thing he did know was that he did not, in his most bizarre and fleeting dreams, imagine that his first, and seeing as how he could not imagine anyone who surpassed Luka in his eyes, only love.

Yes, Love. He loved Luka.

He admitted it to himself finally.

Yuki gripped the front of his shirt. Admitting is supposed to make you feel better, not worse. It's true, but in Yuki's case it did the opposite. It felt like he had opened his Pandora's box, because Yuki knew that his love was doomed to failure. As caring as Luka was, Luka was a man. No matter how much Yuki wished for it, Luka would never reciprocate his feelings, he told himself. Being around Luka was reaching the limits of painful and Yuki was determined to keep hiding his feelings behind his mask of happiness. Resolving to keep his feelings bottled up, Yuki walked back inside the house.

The hallway seemed unusually long in its solitude and Yuki felt a pang of sorrow at the thought of having to fake smiles at the one who stole his heart. His resolve was buckling right after he had made it. 'Good job, me' he thought, pouting slightly, as his hand grabbed the doorknob to his room.

Slipping inside, he decided to give sleep another shot. Admitting his feelings to himself was more tiring than he had thought it would be and lord knows his mind needed the rest. His vibrant green eyes slowly became lost to the cover of his dark, long eyelashes. As sleep descended upon his figure, his ears picked up a faint whisper. Just before his mind succumbed to sleep, he whispered back.

"Good night, Luka"

Thanks for reading!

That's the first chapter. There are 4 planned chapters and 2 are already written out. Short and sweet is always better :D

I'm sorry for the slow chapter. Next chapter focuses on Luka, and is a little faster ;p

Happy Reading!

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