Hi this is my forst FF so be kind ne? ;P It is in fact about Kazuhiko Yukimi and Yoite and how they first met. Yes there might be some shounen ai/yaoi in this one ;) I hope you'll like those parts. However there is a lot about Yukimi in the first chappie and I hope that won't ware you out to much x3 It's also about Raiko and his little love two ;)

Please enjoy and review if you like what you see :D

The room hit him with silent darkness as the young novelist entered, feeling the prickles rise on the back of his neck even though he knew the darkness in there would not hurt him. He walked further inside, softly touching the wall with his smooth fingertips, looking in blind calmness for the switch in order to turn the lights on. However, failing in his attempt to do so, even though this room was ever so familiar to him, Yukimi walked over to the window instead, pushing the thick curtains away, allowing the pale moonlight fall upon his facials with its cold glow. There was a silence in the moon that calmed his busy mind like nothing else could, those nights of tiresome work-hours, and even though the light from the white orb was not strong enough to guide him through the apartment, he was content with it.

Under the eyes of the pure moon he was safe from watchers and spies, he thought, sinking down on the couch with no intention to get going with his work for at least another hour or two. Looking over at the computer he sighed, feeling his stomach ache a little. Even though he had been so passionate about his writing when being younger, all his work concerning the Kairoushuu had made the young writer tired with fiction and adventures. Even though he had chosen this path in front of his passion he now regretted it from time to time... He had wished for a long time now to have just a little peace in his life, just a while to relax from all the brutal fighting and killing. But alas, even this calm and peaceful night was deceiving and would not be to his luck.

He was slowly drifting into the state where you are awake but already starting to sleep somewhat when the telephone suddenly rang, its cold, harsh sound making him jump with his heart in his chest and cold panic rushing through his body, even though his pride would never admit it. Growling with irritation he reached over to the phone and pulled it of its bed, lifting it to his ear an a sleepy motion.

"Yeah hello?" came his voice, sounding more like an insult than a grating. He had not had the time to check who it was and he quietly told himself that if this was someone calling him to make fun of him, he would make sure to kill that person personally, asap.

"Well hello there, Yukimi-kun" the other voice answered him, sounding like a man who had been smoking his entire life with a lot of alcohol and late nights out, though Yukimi knew that was not the case. He sat up straight in the sofa, feeling the little hairs in the back of his neck stand up once again as he realized in that moment of terror who this late night caller was.

"Hattori-san" he said in terror and slight confusion, though he tried his best to hide it. What reason did the "all high and mighty" Toujuurou Hattori have to be calling him this late? Yukimi knew by heart that the older man was not a fan of small talk, especially not with him of all people. The young writer could not hide the surprise in his voice as he continued. "Why are you calling me at this hour...?" the after a short pause he corrected himself. "...sir?"

The man on the other side of the line fell quiet, as if Yukimi had said something wrong and at that moment the blond, spiky haired man cursed himself and his foolish mouth for not thinking before speaking. However, Hattori's silence seemed not to have been planned as he finally spoke again.

"There is only one thing about the reason you need to know, Kazuhiko Yukimi-kun" he said with his low voice, filling Yukimi with even more remorse over his foolish lack of self-control, if that was even possible. "...and that is whether or not the circumstances involve you..."

Yukimi, who was now pacing the room in complete darkness, thought it quite strange what Hattori had just said. Of course the "circumstances" involved him, otherwise he would never have been called at three in the morning on a Wednesday night. His pride and fear of this man however did not let him ask his boss that question, no matter how much he wanted to. He knew he was going to be told any way and besides, he was trying to learn how to keep his words and emotions hidden and this was a good opportunity to see how far he had gotten. The older man was quiet once again before speaking, now in a much warmer voice, almost like a father talking to his son. That thought sounded almost amusing to the young writer, even though there was nothing amusing about this situation whatsoever.

"Yukimi-kun..." the man said and Yukimi listened carefully, scared he might miss some important information again and mess up, he had no space left to mess up on any more, he had to be better and prove to Hattori that he could. "Do you remember when I told you about the Kira user I was in contact with quite some time ago?"

"Yes, of course I do" Yukimi said, feeling a certain discomfort by the mentioning of that dreaded power. He remembered clearly the first time he had been told that a Kira user was going to be fighting alongside the Kairoushuu. He had felt sick only by the thought of all the suffering it would cause for everyone involved. Now those words sounded ever so threatening to his ears and he dreaded the fact that this actually had something to do with him after all.

"Well, Yukimi-kun" Hattori continued, sounding now like a man in a hurry, wanting this phone call to be over as soon as possible so that Yukimi would not have the time to argue. "It seems the Kira user has nowhere to stay for the moment..." Yukimi fought the urge to just hang up and walk out of there, never to return, but he knew he would certainly be eliminated if he did. Instead he kept on listening even though he dreaded even more what was coming. "..so I just told you that tomorrow you will be bringing him home with you."

Yukimi could not hide his gasp as he heard those words. He was not surprised and he knew he could not refuse this order but he could not escape the fact that he did not want to. Hattori was not a man of justice and Yukimi knew that, however, now realizing what a stupid brat he had been, somehow he had come to believe that he was special. That to Hattori he wasn't just a toy soldier, and that Hattori, because of that, would not give him jobs like this one. Sure, it was a big and important job to let the Kira user into one's home and "take care" of him. But it was foolishly dangerous and he felt the irritation bubble inside him against Hattori that was now willing to risk his life for the well-being of some lowlife Kira user.

"Do you have any objections Yukimi-kun?" the old man asked, sending shivers of discomfort down the blond man's spine. He knew very well that he had nothing to say in protest of this matter. He was a toy soldier, even though he had been denying it, a ninja paid to kill on command, paid to follow orders blindly and this was no exception. He sighed, quietly so that his boss would not hear him even though he was breaking inside. He hadn't the strength to keep on at this rate, and still he had to, otherwise this man would make him suffer in the most brutal way imaginable.

"Of course not, Hattori-san… he said even though he could not hide his distress. The older man smirked clearly and Yukimi felt his heart sink even further as he thought about the awaiting danger coming to live in his apartment so close upon his life. This was the worst of the worst… seriously.

"That's good, Yukimi-kun" the man said ever so fatherly, but Yukimi did not smile this time. "Then, I will see you tomorrow…" The man said with that cold "goodbye" of his and hung up, leaving his young toy in silence with a trembling heart and confused mind. He didn't want to do this, even though he wasn't afraid of dying he did not want to host something as dreadful as a Kira user. He sat there, looking out at his dark apartment, wondering slightly where this new person would stay. On the couch where he was now seated or somewhere on the floor..? He looked at the door realizing now that he would always have to be scared now when he came home, always on his guard so that he would not be killed in an instant as he entered. There would be no more quiet evenings and nights, bathing in the moonlight, no more sleeping soundly on the sofa or sitting by the computer writing stories that he loved, as he realized now that he actually still did. He looked over at the computer instead but couldn't even walk over there and write now for the last time, the thought hurt him even, knowing that this was the end of his life as he knew it.

Yukimi sighed, feeling his temples pound harder than he thought possible. Slowly he got up and walked out into the small kitchen, putting some water to warm in the kettle. He seriously needed to calm his mind before going back to his work. If he would have no time to work for a while after this it was time to work harder than ever now, even though he was already tired. He needed to get at least five chapters done from now until morning, so that he wouldn't need to worry… 'Jeez…' he thought as he stirred the hot lemonade he had made for himself. '…just a little peace… that was all I was asking for. But guess I'm not made for praying.' He smirked to himself, somewhat happy for his own irony, then he went with heavy steps into the living room, turning the computer on and sitting down heavily, taking a little sip from the cup, then cursing as the hot liquid burned his tongue. "Great" he burst out and felt a slight rage grip his heart. He should have left Kairoushuu long ago, while he still could.

***

The morning had begun far worse than he would ever have imagined. First he had woken up at the desk, realizing he had fallen asleep long before completing the five chapters as he had wanted and planed. All night he had been sleeping with his head resting against the keyboard which had caused the letters "m" and "q" to be repeated over and over for several pages of his document. After angrily deleting all the worthless letters he went up and into the kitchen only to find the dishes unwashed and that he was out of lemon, lemonade being the only thing he ever felt like drinking nowadays. Quickly washing the dishes and boiling some water, he then suddenly realized he had overslept for almost an hour and if he wasn't at work within thirty minutes he would be in big, if not to say, enormous trouble! He rushed through the apartment, getting dressed in rapid speed, pulling his bandana over the blond, spiky locks, swallowing some toothpaste when in no time of brushing his teeth.

In ten minutes he was out the apartment and inside the love of his life, his dark green little car. But not even she could cheer him up as he saw she was out of fuel. Sighing he patted the steering wheel, thinking that he would have to stop for gas on his way home. Not until that moment it hit him painfully in the gut... He wasn't going to be coming home alone that night. That person... no, that lowlife Kira user would be sharing his car, his air and his home. Why the hell had he forgotten about that? How was that even possible to forget?! He sighed once again and buried his face in his palm for a short while before forcing himself to drive of in his little car towards the awful building where he came every day...

'Fuck' he thought as he pulled into the parking lot, cursing all his way up in the elevator. 'Why the fuck do I have to put up with some dominant Kira user that would probably have worse temper than my sister on her red week, and he'll probably wanna ruin my life as well!' Yukimi was so distracted, even being a ninja, that he didn't notice the shadow following. As he turned the corner someone suddenly grabbed his waist from behind and pulled him into a smaller room to the left. Yukimi gasped in surprise, unable to fight back as he was not at all prepared for the sudden shift in motion and the firm body pressed against his own.

"What?!" he called out as he stumbled into the small room the proved to be a broom closet of some sort. Furiously he turned around, feeling the hands still lingering around his slimmed waist, waiting to see someone he hated, but only to be met by cherry blossom-pink hair, long, dark lashes and those smirking chocolate brown eyes. "Raikou!?"

The pink haired man chuckled and then smiled sweetly like he always did towards him, lying one soft, womanlike hand oh Yukimi's shoulder. "Yukimi" he said with the same gentle smile as before. "...you have to start behaving more like a ninja so that you don't get killed now that you'll be hosting the Kira user." Yukimi could literally feel how the blood rushed to his cheeks as he blushed with anger. Raikou always said things like that and even though Yukimi knew he just wanted to be nice and show how he cared, Yukimi could not really understand why he always had to be so "on top" all the time.

"How did you know?" he asked, trying to hide the fact that he just wanted to jump on the sweet man for his comment. The peach haired one just kept on smiling like he had not seen the death glare he had been given by the blond man.

"Hattori-dono called me yesterday" Raikou answered. "He wanted me to make sure you were here today, since you are so important in this and all.." The young samurai looked truly worried now even though he was trying to hide it behind his smile. Yukimi bit his lip at that, he had worried Raikou many times and maybe now it was gong to be even harder on him. Still Yukimi couldn't control the anger within him now as he heard those words. Even though he knew Raikou had nothing to do with him being stuck with a crazy killer, he knew that if Raikou said even one other word concerning that lowlife he would kick his ass! And why had Hattori doubted him? That was absurd! He had always been faithful even when he had not wanted it, like in this case. And now when he was about to take care of the most "precious" weapon of them all, Hattori had started to doubt him all of a sudden?! Well then, why not ask Raikou from the beginning since he seemed to be the one Hattori had called to babysit him! Suddenly he realized Raikou had bit his lip in worry and he stopped thinking at once, understanding that it all had shown on his face.

"What?" he said, feeling his irritation grow, he knew he was already running late and being even more late was at the same level as one of the seven deadly sins. Raikou sighed and shook that head with his ever so soft smile playing on his lips.

"You think too much, Yukimi" he said and agreed with himself by nodding. "He merely called me to tell that the Kira was coming today and that we all should be prepared... and that you were going to host him, and because of the fact that I was worried over that fact he, well he said that I cold help you if I wanted to" Yukimi raised an eyebrow, questioning him with every muscle of his body, but Raikou only smiled. "I pulled you in here to see if you, yourself were okay with it, you know otherwise I could always..."

"I'm fine with it, Raikou" came the answer from his mouth even though that was not the desperate answer he had wanted to burst out. He didn't know why, his voice had sounded harsh and to his own surprise he had pushed the other man's hands away, already opening the door out to the corridor again. "I'll be fine... I don't need your help" He left his friend in the little room, knowing that he had hurt him with his angry voice. But he was running late and he had realized from now on he really needed to prove to everyone that he wasn't just a loud punk, but a ninja who knew his place and knew when to follow orders. But it was with his head lowered, however, when he went through the long corridor towards his awaiting doom. 'I'm sorry, Raikou...'

***

The day was awful and boring like always, with only paperwork to be done and since he had no wish to go home, knowing that the sooner he entered Hattori's office, the sooner he would get stuck with the vermin and that was not his greatest wish right now, so instead he sat there quietly with no complaints over his load of work. He hated how people came and went again outside his door but soon he began to realize that if he wouldn't go himself, someone would come for him eventually and since the time now showed five... well, it was time after all. So it was with a heavy heart that he stood up from the chair he had been spending his entire day in, stretching like a tired cat after a nice days sleep, however there had been no sleep for him that day. He left the room slowly, realizing the corridor outside was dark even though the time showed only ten past, and he wondered silently why this was. Maybe more people knew about the Kira user..? Or was it this uneasy feeling the Kira user brought that made people want to leave earlier since they couldn't have any idea... they hardly knew what the Kairoushuu were. He shook his head at the thought of them knowing, of course not. The thought was absurd. Even so, that thought occupied him all the way to Hattori's office and well, it wasn't until he was standing right outside that he felt his stomach curl into a knot again, was he scared? No way!

"Hattori-san?" he called as he gave the door three hard knocks, even though he really did not want this to keep happening. He heard that low voice call him to come inside and he felt the chills on the back of his neck again. He really didn't want to! Why had he told Raikou that everything was okay? It wasn't! Now he had to put up with this scum and...! Shaking his head fast again he pushed the thoughts aside and sighed to calm his nerves. He would have to show this pushover who was boss and that was it! Kira or not, they were both on the same side in this and he would not let any one push him around, well maybe except Raikou.

The door swung open and the dim light from the one lamp made it instantly difficult for him to see, since he was so used to sitting in front of the computer. Yukimi blinked and took some steps further into the room, seeing how Hattori was watching him but as he looked around he couldn't see any trace of the Kira, nor of any one else. He wrinkled his eyebrow in a questioning way towards his boss and the older man smirked, placing his hands on his back, still watching him in his always so calm way, that way that made even Yukimi feel uneasy.

"I'm so glad you are here, Yukimi-kun" the older man said and walked around his desk to great him, the young writer feeling that he shouldn't be thankful for not seeing the Kira around, he was there somewhere and all to soon they would met and there would be no going back. Yukimi only nodded and looked around again which made Hattori smirk again. "Are you looking for your new roommate?" he said but Yukimi still didn't talk, just met his gaze with his dark blue eyes. "There is something I need to tell you about him first..."

"Yeah, and what's that?" Yukimi spat, knowing how angry he sounded but he didn't care. These were his nerves that were showing and he needed to let them out before he met that "man" so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself. Hattori did not seem to take it in a bad way however, he knew his young ninja by now and he knew exactly why this was happening so he took it calmly.

"You need to know, Yukimi-kun..." the man said and came closer. "..that he is more vulnerable then you might think of a Kira user... you see his powers are not fully developed yet and, well..." The man met his eyes with an intense gaze and Yukimi, who had been on his way to say something grew quiet once again. "...lets just say he is in great need of a male role model to watch over him for a while now..."

"With all due respect Hattori-san" Yukimi said, unable to keep his smirk hidden any longer now that some of his nerves had let go. "You make him sound like a kid..."

***

Yukimi stood waiting in the corridor, two stories down in the building. Hattori had gone a while ago to fetch the "kid" and even though Yukimi was still mad about the whole thing he had actually started wondering what kind of person this Kira-user was. Hattori had sounded like he was talking about a little child and Raikou, well Raikou had not said anything to him the entire day since that time in the broom closet, but there was something that he had seen in those chocolate brown eyes of his when he was talking about the Kira... did he know something..? If that was the case, then what...?

He heard sound of approaching steps and looked up, cursing at himself for starting to think optimistic and wanting to know. What had gotten into him?! Not like he wanted this person in his life.. he had to, yes but still... Why was he so... anticipating?

The older man came around the corner and first Yukimi was sure there would be someone walking beside him but he was mistaken, instead there was someone walking behind the old geezer... Dressed in black clothes, a tan-coloured Gatsby cap, and with his amazing lagoon blue eyes fixed on the floor but visible so that Yukimi could see them; there was a raven haired boy walking in the shadow of Hattori's bog frame, he did not look old at all, and Yukimi immediately felt all the fear and anger wash right of him as the boy slowly looked up, catching Yukimi's eyes with his intense ones. It was as if those eyes saw right through him and Yukimi could feel, even though this was just a boy, that the blood was rushing feverishly to his cheeks from under that gaze. This boy was so different... so incredibly different...

well what do you think? :P I really hope you like it and that you want the rest XD I know this was not much love but you'll get it in next chapie XD it was supposed to be a oneshot nut it got a bit to long ^^' so please review :D and I'll put up next one! :D