I apoligise for the delay. This is probably bad and OOC. Forgive me. I just woke up this morning and I just had to get the second chapter up. Again, many apoligies. Thank you for your kind words and encouragement.

When I awoke again, it was still dark, if not moreso. Surprisingly enough, I was also in a warm, comfortable bed.
'Huh..? If this is Hell, maybe it ain't so bad after all...' But no, I would never be this lucky. I sighed and shifted my position slightly, feeling a warm body beside me. Rolling over, I glanced into the dark eyes that had been watching over me the whole time. Well, if it wasn't the Devil Himself.

"Kira..? What the fuck?" I mumbled sleepily, managing (much to my surprise) to say what I'd actually meant to. Damn, I really needed some sleep. Well...more, at any rate.

Giving no reply (but then, it would be foolish to expect one from HIM), Kira instead decided to brush a few stray strands of blond hair from my face causing me to glare at him in annoyance. He just responded with one of his trademark amused smirks, only serving to irritate me further. Bastard...but he was MY bastard, that's the way things were supposed to be. Until that little son-of-a-bitch pretty boy came along and screwed up any chance of happiness I could have had. Enough about him, though.

Kira sighed, I felt it more than heard it. His warm breath against my skin was somewhat of a comfort, if nothing more than a reassurance that he was there and alive and with ME.

"Yue-Kun..." He started, but I of course didn't give him a chance to continue.

"Don't call me that!" I snapped. Some people never learn, but then again Kira didn't exactly fit in that group as he normally did it just to piss me off. Kira smiled slightly, though it couldn't exactly be called the happy sort of smile.

"Yue-Kun," he began again, the look he gave me telling me well enough not to interrupt again, "Why do you do this to yourself? I've told you so many times, give up the drugs, go home and be a good son. Make a good life for yourself. So why this..?" I stayed silent, and unable to meet his gaze I looked away. Kira took hold of my chin and forced me to look up at him. I soon gave up on my attempts to avoid his eye. How could he ask me that question? He was supposed to care about me, and understand. How could I be a good son when whatever I did all they would ever see me as was a failure? That's what I was after all, couldn't even kill myself properly...

Suddenly, Kira's arms were around me, and I was clinging onto him as if he would vanish if I even thought about letting go. It all happened so fast, I didn't know what was going on at first. I was...crying again? So weak and pathetic, and yet...Kira was comforting me. He made me feel strong. Happy even, if anything could make me feel happy anyway, Kira could. He was the only family I needed, didn't he realise that..?

"Katou...Don't hurt yourself like this. I want you to grow up and have a good life...Whatever you say, you don't deserve this. Promise me.." The way he looked at me, I didn't want to refuse
him...but I didn't want to make a promise I couldn't keep.

"I...I can't. I can't promise you that...I.." Kira looked so disappointed when I said that. That was
what really hurt me, not when he was angry, but when looked like this...and it was my fault.
Everything always was.

"Katou...please...I want you to at least stop doing this. It worries me. I--" Was he going to say what I thought he was? It was probably just hopeful thinking, but...would he finally say those three words I longed for him to tell me for so long..?

"I care about you, Katou..."

Kira didn't...he didn't say what I had wanted so badly..I was almost hurt, I'd been so hopeful that he would say those three little words, those words that would make everything better if even just for a while, that I'd pretty much convinced myself there was even a possibility that-- How foolish. I had just been setting myself up for heartbreak, but...suddenly I felt Kira's soft lips against mine, and I found myself responding to his kiss.

Yes...THIS was what I had wanted.

I sure hope I did alright. --' Sorry if I disappointed my -cough- loyal fans. I know you're out there somewhere! ....In my imagination.