Didn't i promise to make this chapter longer? XD Oh well, since i'll be updating this fanfic several times a week, i guess it doesn't really matter x) So yes, this is part two~ ;D Anyways, thank you for reading the first chapter, and please enjoy part II of Distained ;)

Haunting Silence

"You didn't have to come to work today." Shimizu spoke in a sharp tone as she turned the corner, driving her client back home as she did every night.

"You know it would be unprofessional to miss work. Even when death occurs, it's an actors job to put on a smile until he has completed his assignment..." Iwaki simply answered, wishing everyone would understand that as much as he did.

"But it's too soon! After Katou's de-"

"ENOUGH." Iwaki shouted out, ending the conversation in a fit of pure fear, since that thought haunted him deeply, chilling him to the bone. "I understand Shimizu-san, I do..." he clarified, gripping his arms as a substitute for the needed warmth his body craved. "Just think of working as a way for me to help clear my mind. After all, staying home all day in such a large empty house will only hurt me even more and cut this wound deeper. Especially with the fact that this has woken up the paparazzi," Iwaki sighed, shaking his head ever so slightly. "This situation will not leave me alone, so I'd rather not spend my days trapped at home."

The rest of the car ride was spent in peace, at least partially. The air was heavy with solemn pity as Iwaki reached his vacant home shortly, thanking Shimizu for her job well done, and that he would be ready tomorrow morning for her to pick him up.

"But Iwaki-san! You don't have work tomorrow!" She shouted out, but the raven haired man was now secluded into his own dreaded world, unaware of his manager's outburst.

Exhaling a deep sigh, Iwaki removed his shoes as he turned on the lights of his home, walking upstairs towards the bath as he drew the water steaming hot to help the bitter sensation of loneliness escape along with the hot air.

Resting his head back, Iwaki stared up at the ceiling, still unable to allow the fact to completely process through his mind. Unable to hide his despair any longer, the unsure actor hugged his knees tightly, burying his face inside them as he cried out his deceased lover's name.

"Katou…Katou…" he whimpered out, wishing to be held in the fortress of the arms that eased his pain. But after that frightful night of holding the younger man in his arms drenched in blood, the dark liquid wasn't the only thing lost on that painful moonlit afternoon.

Grabbing a towel quickly, Iwaki dried himself as he dashed out the fiery room and tied his rob on efficiently, gripping the sheets of the empty bed as he inhaled the last remains of his other half's scent. "I miss this cologne…" the weak man spoke within the soft fabric, on his knees as he rested his head on the mattress, wondering if this simply was a dream he would wake up from.

After hours of crying endlessly the tears that had been concealed these past days, the groggy actor glanced at the clock, noticing that Shimizu would pick him up in two hours. "I hadn't slept one bit last night…" he muttered to himself, walking downstairs as he remembered the fact he hadn't eaten a single bit of food when he returned home.

"It wouldn't matter since I'm not even hungry."

Suddenly hearing footsteps inside the kitchen, Iwaki stepped inside as his eyes shot open with surprise; unable to even mutter a single word, but only for his mouth to drop open at the sight that fell before him.

"Iwaki-san, mind explaining something to me?" the blonde haired man pouted, placing his right hand on his hip as he looked sternly at his speechless lover.

"Ka…tou?" the faint actor barely managed to say, as he shielded his eyes from the bright light the kitchen bulb illuminated, causing him to feel as if the world around him was twisting in a sickening way, the life out of him fading as he fell onto the wall, his lover jolting at his act, helping Iwaki into a seat to prepare him something quick to eat.

What's…going on?

"Iwaki-san what's gotten into you? I get home from a quick one day trip and I find out you haven't eaten a single bite of dinner? It's already 5:30 a.m. and you're in your bath robe! Did you just take a shower? Because your hair isn't wet at all…" Katou noted, shaking his head at all these sudden facts. "Honestly, I knew I shouldn't have gone, you've been acting weird lately, Iwaki-san."

"What…AGAIN?" The paralyzed actor screamed in his head, doubting his sanity as he reached hesitantly to the blonde haired man before him.

Placing a simple sandwich in front of the deranged man, Iwaki looked up puzzled at Katou, as if wondering what this was leading to. "I know that whenever you get this way you don't want to eat anything fancy, so at least eat this and tell me everything that's happened." He explained, taking a seat in front of the raven haired man as he watched him sample the food offered to him, noticing Iwaki stare into the golden eyes he possessed, his porcelain cheeks changing to that of the color of soft cherry blossoms.

"Am I…crazy?" he asked himself softly, burying his face into his palms.

"Why do you ask that? Of course you're not! Please explain."

"Katou, aren't you…dead? Why are you here? What's going on!" Iwaki cried out, the tears flowing down his pale cheeks once again, as he felt the soft warm touch of his lover, hearing him chuckle.

"Oh Iwaki-san, I AM DEAD." Katou grinned. Confused, the raven haired man quickly lifted his head from his tear stained hands, only to be confronted by a dark kitchen and an empty seat in front of him that hadn't been touched in days.

"Poor Iwaki-san..." is what i would say if i was the reader of this fanfic, but i can promise you all (well, at least to the one person i know who is reading this XD) that this is surely just the beginning of forlorn Iwaki-san's pain~ *evil laugh* I have a bit of a twisted mind, so the fact that i can actually type this all out freely makes me really giggly inside x)

Oh yeah! And yesterday i just read the ending of Haru Wo Daite Ita (even though i knew what was going to happen since i watched the Youtube video explaining volume 14) and...*Sigh* it's the end~! . 14 volumes cannot suffice, but i'll always keep dear Katou and Iwaki-san in my heart~!

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P.S. I will OFFICIALLY be updating this fanfic on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Just to let you know :D