A/N: I just remembered that Ren is not a Pomeranian but instead, a Japanese Spitz. I have edited the mistake to this chapter and Chapter 1.

Also, I'd like to thank again to Julia for proof-reading my writing. And also to Shino for contributing some ideas.

Enjoy~

Chapter 2

Clear step of Aoba's room and slowly makes his way back to his room which is situated just at the end of corridor. His room is pretty simple, much simpler than Aoba's yet he's content with it. His room consists of a single bed with bedside table drawer, a wardrobe, a small Japanese table and a mirror stand; which is free of tarp. Though he couldn't bring his grandfather's mirror here from his old home, the Seragaki's have another mirror stand in their household; which to Clear's surprise that his beloved has insisted it to be placed in his room. Sitting on the table is the picture of his grandfather, the man who gave him life. He looks at the photo with a saddened expression.

His only treasure. His only clear treasure of his Grandfather's.

"Grandfather… The images in my head.. They kept on replaying in my head whenever I sleep."

He sits down on his bed with head hanging low, and he remains silent for a few moment.

"I'm scared Grandfather. I'm scared I'll be hurting Aoba-san soon…"

He glances up at the mirror; an alien-like glint shines in his eyes;

A glint that reflects a pair of certain twins.

Aoba wakes up the next morning to find himself in his own bed, staring at the ceiling. He sits up, slowly remembering that he was sitting with his snowy white haired beloved, listening to his personal favourite lullaby. A sudden familiar pang of headache strikes him in the head and he holds his forehead, trying to balance himself for a moment.

"What was that… just now… "

Shaking his head, he reaches for his duffel bag on the floor and looks for his medicine. After popping a tablet onto his hand, he stares at the blue pill for a moment. It has been, indeed awhile since he had headaches ever since the Platinum Jail incident and to have such headache after about two years is a surprise to him. Taking in a deep breath, he pops the pills forcefully without any liquid assistance and reaches out for his Allmate that's sleeping near his bed and boots him up.

"Good morning, Aoba."

Smiling meekly at the Japanese Spitz in his hand, he puts down the Allmate on his bed.

"Morning. Ren, the headache came again."

"How are you feeling? Is it that painful?" Ren muzzle nearer to his owner, concerned.

"Not so good but still bearable. I just ate the medicine so I should be alright in a few minutes"

"That's good."

He ruffles the Allmate, gets off the bed and heads downstairs.

The smell of something's cooking quickly fills his nose as he escalates down the stairs and makes his way to the kitchen.

The figure in white stands in front of the stove with an apron on, stirring the pan skilfully while humming to himself. Aoba stands by the doorway with his arms crossed, amused by his beloved's action. It took a while for the jellyfish persona to take notice off his presence and he grins widely at his beloved.

"Good morning Clear." He greets.

"Good morning Aoba-san. I'm making pancakes now. It will be done shortly. Please, have a sit first."

Aoba smiles and takes his seat by the table.

"Where's Grandma?"

"She went out to meet the community members earlier this morning."

"I see."

Clear scoops up the last piece of pancake from the pan, stacking it on top of the other pancakes and proceeds to the table. He has prepared the plates and utensils on the table in the beginning. He plates a slice for Aoba and pours an amount of syrup before handing it to his beloved.

"Thanks."

Clear smiles and he plates a slice for himself and they both dig in their meals.

Aoba compliments his cooking as it has gotten better and they chat about how is Clear doing as a worker at Mizuki's Black Needle shop.

Then suddenly…

"Aoba-san…"

"Hmm?" He wonders as he sips his tea.

"I feel like…."

He suddenly cringes in pain, dropping the utensils he was holding and holds his head. Alerted by this, Aoba quickly goes to him and holds him by the shoulders.

"Clear! Are you alright? What's wrong?!"

In his hold, Aoba clearly can feel him shivering in pain.

"I'm…. fine.." he said slowly in between ragged breaths.

Aoba, panicked, quickly goes to the sink to get a glass of water. However before the water could fill up the glass, he suddenly feels a pair of arms wraps themselves around his waist; a hot breath now against his ear.

"Aoba-san"

The blue hair's breath hitches at how close he is now to him.

"I am perfectly fine. More like, I am perfectly better now."

"Clear –"

Before he could answer him, his lips immediately are pressed against by the latter's as he's spun around to face him. Instead of the usual gentle, soft yet deep kiss, the kiss he is given rough and lustful; in fact, too rough. Clear's hand skilfully turns off the tap and grabs Aoba's wrist, squeezing it firmly so that the latter would let go of the glass he's holding in his hand before bringing it to his face; releasing him from their kiss at the same time.

Aoba's eyes widen in shock upon realizing when he takes a better look at his beloved's face. Clear's eyes have always been gentle and full of warmth, and now he is staring at him with unfamiliar, cold and emotionless eyes. A smirk graces his face, and it reminds Aoba of Clear's twin brothers.

Though Clear now bears the Alpha's body and their bodies are not much of a difference since Clear and the Alphas are created from the same series, which resulted they have the same face and body type; Tae has included his charm points – which is his two moles under the right side corner of his bottom lips – as the android series were intended to be created uniquely and his personality has overruled the traces of any Alpha's existence within this new body. In other words, it is nearly impossible for Clear to look and act like an Alpha.

The white-haired brings Aoba's wrist to his lips and suddenly bites down on it, making the other cringe in pain from the sudden attack. Blood trickles down from the spot he has been bitten and Clear run his tongue to the wound, sucking on it in at the same time; making the blue haired hiss in pain as his wound slowly starts to swell. Aoba tries to push him away but to no avail as Clear refuses to move away

"Clear… let me go… what is wrong with you.."

"I'm sorry Aoba-san… but I cannot do that. That is because…I'm no longer myself anymore."

A/N: That's it for now.~

Smut scene coming up on Chapter 3, and it will be up... very soon~ ^v^