Thank you so much to everyone who favorited, followed, reviewed, or even just read TTFATS. It means a lot to me! Anyway, this was a pretty fast update, so yay, even though it's mostly dialogue. Still, it's necessary. I hope you enjoy chapter two!

P.S. I failed to mention this in the first chapter, but the cover image is NOT mine. It was created by himitsu-nk on DeviantArt, so full credit goes to them. If they want me to remove the image, I will not hesitate to do so.


II.

I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant that Len and I had agreed to meet at, but didn't get out of my car. I ran my hands through my hair again, then checked myself in the rear-view mirror about 20 times. Why was I a nervous wreck? I guess two years had really done a number on me... I gathered up the courage to exit the vehicle, but my ringing phone diminished it.

"What?" I growled into the phone, knowing full well who the person on the other end was.

"Did you talk to him?" Luka asked, her voice accusing.

"Yes, actually, and I just pulled up to the restaurant we're meeting at. Thank you for ruining the courage I had finally formed," I sneered.

"Seriously? You need courage to go meet Len for lunch? I mean I know it's been a few years, and I know you've always had a...sweet spot...for him, but come on. You're 26 years old. Act like it," she scolded me, and I knew she had a point.

"Gah... Fine. I'm hanging up."

"Go get 'em, tiger," she teased, then ended the call.

"Thanks for the pep talk," I mumbled to myself. At that moment, I saw Len walk up to the entrance and go inside, and my heart started racing. Calm down, I commanded myself, slightly angry that I was getting so worked up over someone I had been by the side of for 18 years.

After taking one more moment to collect myself, I got out of my car and headed towards the building, willing my limbs not to shake so damn much. I had picked a place I frequented, in hopes of feeling more calm, but the familiarity of the restaurant did nothing to soothe my nerves.

"Ah, Shion-san! A table for how many?" The host greeted me.

"Actually, the person I'm meeting should already be here," I murmured, scanning the dining area for the blond. I found Len right as he looked up from his menu and our eyes met. He stood up and waved me over, that same gleeful smile still on his face. "Found him," I muttered, politely informing the host that I was leaving his presence.

"Kaito! It's been so long!" Len greeted me when I reached our table, then he pulled me into a hug.

"Too long," I commented after a small chuckle, then we parted and sat down opposite of each other. "How's life been treating you?" I asked as I picked up my menu, even though I already knew everything that they served.

"Pretty good. I've been taking a few online classes to keep myself busy when I'm not working as an assistant at a music label," he explained.

"Doesn't that get overwhelming?" I inquired. He was always an overachiever.

"Nah, I only work three days a week, and I like learning, so the classes don't stress me out. It actually gets pretty boring, to be honest," he chuckled. "But what about you? How's the car business going?" Ah, shit... I chuckled nervously.

"Not too well, actually..." I said, fidgeting in the booth.

"Really? Are your cars not selling?" He tilted his head in concern.

"No, the business itself is doing fine. I uh... I just don't happen to be apart of that anymore," I admitted.

"What? Did you quit? What happened?" His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

"I'm just not wanted there, nothing I really want to go into right now." I grimaced.

"It's okay, you don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to. It's a good idea for us to keep away from heavy stuff, anyway. Let's just catch up," he suggested, beaming at me. I couldn't help but smile back at him.

We talked about various light subjects for the next hour, and our food came during that period, making our stay there even longer. The staff didn't care how long I stayed. I was a valued customer, and I always tipped generously. God, how I had missed Len. It didn't matter what topics we graced; I was just so happy to be near him again, and to see his smile. I was thankful the hardships of adulthood hadn't ruined his cheerful demeanor.

"Kaito?" He called, pulling my from my trance.

"I'm sorry," I apologized. "What was that?"

"Do you live nearby?" He repeated patiently.

"I have an apartment pretty close, but I'm probably going to have to move out soon..." I admitted.

"Still in the area or somewhere else?"

"I have no idea," I said, trying to hide my discomfort with a small laugh.

"Kaito... I know we haven't talked in a while, but that doesn't change the friendship we had. You can tell me if something's troubling you," he urged.

"Really, I'm fine, I'm just trying to figure out some things right now."

"I don't really mean to pry, but I feel like I sort of have a right to... I just mean, well... Kaito, obviously something's happened. With your family, I'm guessing? That's the only reason I can come up with as to why you would have to leave your company and your apartment," he concluded. I sighed.

"Yeah, something did happen. And I trust you, Len, I do, but it's all really fresh, so I'd rather just not talk about it right now, or at least until I have everything figured out," I explained, and he nodded.

"That seems fair. I'm here for you. You know that, right? I'm always here for you, whether it be just someone to talk to or a place to stay." I swear, if Luka said something...

"I couldn't ask something like that of you, Len. Not after going so long without even checking up on each other."

"Like I said, nothing changes the friendship we had," he said with a soft smile. "Besides, I've been looking for a roommate. It gets lonely with just me living there."

"You sure you wouldn't get tired of me being there all the time?" I asked with a chuckle.

"I won't, trust me."

I started thinking it through. Yes, I needed a place to stay, and yes, I wanted to be close to Len again. But would it be a good idea to live together? Would I even have any self control if I lived with him? What if he found out somehow that I was gay? Would he kick me out? Then what would I do?

"Kaito, are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm sorry, Len. I just have a lot on my mind right now," I explained.

"Do you want to go to my apartment? I can make coffee and we can just relax. Plus, you can see if you like the place," he offered.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," I said with a smile, then placed money on the table.

"I can't let you pay for the whole meal, Kaito," he started to decline, but I shook my head.

"I'm the one who asked you to meet me here," I said, getting up from the table. He grimaced, but dropped the subject.


"You seriously live two miles away from me, and we haven't seen each other in two years..." I muttered before sitting down on his couch.

"Technically, I've only lived here for a year, but yeah," he said with a small laugh, then plopped down next to me on the sofa.

"This is a really nice place," I commented.

"It's still practically empty. I don't have much of my own furniture," he explained.

"I have too much furniture," I chuckled.

"Well if that's not a sign that you should move in, I don't know what it," he joked.

"How much is rent?" I asked.

"A thousand, not including water, AC, or electricity."

"None of that's included?" I wondered. Still, it was a decent price for the city.

"It was actually cheaper that way, surprisingly," he said with a small laugh.

"The price isn't too bad, actually. Especially if we were to split it." I started figuring out numbers, but I had no idea how much he paid for all the extra essentials.

"Does this mean you're taking up my offer?" He asked with a grin.

"As a roommate, yes. I'm not gonna be a freeloader," I chuckled.

"Either way, I'm happy. I've missed you, Kaito," he said seriously, his expression soft.

"I've missed you, too. I'm sorry I never tried to contact you. I just figured you were busy since you were out of high school, and I got promoted right before you graduated, so I was busier than ever. Still, there's no excuse..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter much, now." He sighed.

"Oh, who are you an assistant for?" I remembered after a moment.

"Kamui Gakupo," he answered, and I tensed. He was famous for getting around and being a heartbreaker. Okay, technically he was famous for being a great singer, but that wasn't the point. Len was young and irresistible; the perfect target.

"What's he like? In person, I mean."

"Pretty much the same as you would expect him to be. He's kind of annoying and can be a slacker, and is a huge flirt, but he's got some serious talent. It's breathtaking to watch him sing or compose in person, sometimes," he explained. A flirt. That's what I was dreading. Has he been hitting on my precious Len? No, I thought, he's not mine. I held back a sigh.

"Aren't most famous people?" I asked bitterly.

"I get the feeling that you aren't too fond of him," Len teased.

"I'm not his biggest fan. He's talented, I won't deny that, but that doesn't give someone the right to have a bad personality," I responded.

"He doesn't have a bad personality, per se, he's just... Well, I really don't know how to explain him. He's just Gakupo," he laughed. I felt a pang of jealously go through me.

"Don't assistants usually work five days a week?" I asked, remembering that his job wasn't full time.

"I'm only one of his assistants. There are two others, plus his manager, which works everyday and is always on call. She usually keeps him pretty well behaved," he told me. That made me feel better. Hopefully if Gakupo was hitting on anyone, it would be his other assistants, or his manager.

"What kind of classes are you taking online?" I changed the subject after a moment.

We dove into more small talk; just simple things that we needed to catch up on. I zoned out a few times, staring at his face rather than focusing on what he was saying, but he never noticed, just assumed I was paying attention. And I tried to pay attention, I really did, but I couldn't help but gaze at him when he would smile at something he remembered or talked about. He was so passionate about things, and I found it utterly adorable. I may not have been listening to the words he was saying, but the sound of his voice was filling my head and soothing me, providing a nice soundtrack as I continued to soak up his breathtaking features. Each time his azure eyes changed expressions from glee to suspicion, I forced myself to feign paying attention, so he never caught on, which I was thankful for.

"Kaito," he called out, grabbing my attention.

"Hm?" I asked, pretending that I had been attentive the whole time.

"I literally just told you the history of Phosphorus. I know you're not paying attention to me," He said, a small pout on his face, but a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I-I, uh, I'm-" I stammered, unsure of how to reply.

"You don't have to stay and listen to me talk. It's okay, you can leave if you're bored," he said, a slight look of hurt creeping onto his features.

"No, Len, that's not the case at all! I just... I haven't seen you for so long, so I was taking in your features," I admitted, looking down to play with my hands, and he laughed.

"It's okay, Kaito, it's been a really long time. I've missed you a lot," he said, placing a hand on my knee. The touch sent warmth through my body, which I cursed myself for. "We'll just have to make up for lost time," he suggested with his bright smile.


"So how did lunch go?" Luka asked. She came over later that night to help me organize some of my junk and decide what to keep and throw away. "I'm assuming pretty good, since we're packing," she said with a smirk.

"It went really well. We were catching up, then we went to his place and talked some more," I filled her in, then moved to my dresser to sort through clothes.

"That's boring," she complained as she shoved the junk piles into a trash bag.

"Well, what were you expecting? That was the first time we've seen each other in two years!"

"Exactly! There should've been some magical reunion moment or something." I rolled my eyes at her. "Did you kiss him? You should've kissed him. Kiss him next time you see him!" She commanded.

"Luka, he can't find out I'm gay," I warned her, and she scoffed.

"It's not even a big deal..." She muttered.

"Maybe not to you. However, my new roommate isn't dating me, so our situations are a little different," I reminded her.

"Even though you wish he was," she added with a sly grin.

"Shut up and help me go through these clothes," I told her, and she sighed, but got up to help.

"Ooh, make sure you keep this, you look good in it," she said, handing me a blue and yellow shirt. It was one of my favorites, but it didn't fit anymore.

"It's too small now, so toss it," I said, slightly disappointed.

"Such a shame..." she sighed. "Oh! Just give it to Len! I know it's a little big for him, but just imagine him in it," she told me, and my mind showed me the image of its own accord. I couldn't help but blush at the thought of Len wearing my clothes. I imagined the large fabric falling off his shoulder when he wore it as a night shirt... Then I scolded myself. "You imagined it, didn't you?" She teased, and I glared at her.

"Shut up," I muttered, tossing the shirt into a box. She chuckled, but remained silent as we continued going through my clothes.

"What are you doing about all your furniture?" She asked after a while.

"Len's apartment doesn't have much furniture in it, so I was gonna take some of mine, but I'll probably just get rid of most of it. If there's something you want for your place, let me know," I offered, and she grinned. "You can't have my bed," I immediately shot her down, and her smile fell.

"But it's so comfy!" She whined.

"Exactly. You can have the couch, though," I suggested, and her smile returned.

"Deal."


Like I said, lots of dialogue xD Again, thank you to everyone who reads and keeps up with this story. Your support means the world to me. Let me know what you think, and if you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know! See you next time! -Bee