A/N Thank you Jenny and Velvitsin for reviewing, I'm very glad to be complimented by a fellow writer of this awesome bunch of people.

'This is so ridiculous.'

Since Tachibana had become involved with her mysterious neighbor, Haruki, she was constantly on edge. Whenever she had to leave her apartment for some reason or another, he was always there, waiting. Like he had planted a tracker under her skin so he would always know her movements and be one step ahead, waiting for her.

She just could not catch a break. Maybe telling Toy Gun Gun that she seriously was a girl would be easier than the hell she was being put through.

"Yuki, pass the sauce." Matsuoka held out his hand impatiently for Yukimura to share the one bottle of ketchup they had between the three of us but it seemed the erotic manga designer had other ideas as he viciously smacked the bottom of the tube to try and get out as much sauce as he could.

In the end, the mountain of ketchup that was piled on his plate dwarfed the amount of food he had. If she had to guess, Tachibana would have said that he had a severe love of the goopy substance. His plate was practically drowning in the crimson sauce.

After draining it of almost everything, he placed it in Matsuoka's now limp hand and a cute smile appeared on his lips. "There you go Mattsun."

The host tried to maintain his displeased face but failed miserably and let out a short laugh. "You're impossible." Turning to face Tachibana, he smirked, causing an uneasy feeling to settle in her stomach. Why did she feel like this was not going to be a fun conversation?

"Me, you, Yuki, there's a summer training camp for survival game players, I thought it would be fun if we all went together. It's only for three days and two nights, surely you can get it off school? Call in sick or whatever?" Attending a training camp, with the two of them? The likelihood of them discovering she was a girl was extremely high.

She would have to sleep in the same room as them. But the hopeful look on Matsuoka's face was not one that she was readily wanting to destroy.

"I'll try to get it off." She said hesitantly, would Haruki be there? He seemed to be involved in all of the big survival game tournaments recently. Except, she had been participating with Toy Gun Gun instead of just with him. He didn't seem to mind but he always found time to catch her when she was alone on the battlefield and tease her.

Haruki's face was still constantly hidden by his gas mask and he was quickly gaining notoriety, whenever he walked past them at matches, people would always murmur about how strong a player he was. Some would also ask where his female partner had gone.

Her face flamed whenever anybody mentioned his lolita dressed girlfriend. The memory of the game she had been forced to participate in was one that she had tried to push out of her brain.

Haruki was driving her insane, but it would all be worth it. Surely, he would get bored of her soon? Their little game of dog and master would surely end soon. At least, she hoped it would. After spending the night with Yukimura and Matsuoka, she felt mildly refreshed, the two of them melted all of her worries away and helped her have fun again.

Once they had drunk themselves into a alcohol fueled coma, she covered their bodies with a large throw and took her leave. It was now up to her bed would give her the rest she so desired.

"I told you to go get coffee milk." Haruki's expression was the same as always, unimpressed. It didn't matter if Tachibana followed his instructions to perfection, there would always be one tiny minor detail that she had missed, probably because he had forgotten to mention it but she still got the blame.

Her eyes squinted at the name of the drink she had gotten him and her brows furrowed in confusion.

"...And that's what I did, it's coffee milk."

He shook his head from side to side and pointed to the name of the milk.

"I like the frost brand coffee milk, not this stuff." Her face dropped and the hopeless feeling she felt whenever she did something wrong reappeared in her stomach.

"You never once mentioned a specific brand, I-"

His voice took on a darker tone and she felt her gaze fixing solely on the floor, not having the courage to face him. "Just who do you think you're talking back to?" His fingers grasped her chin and forced her to meet his shadowy gaze. It sent shivers down her spine and every hair on her body stood on end. She was such a masochist.

"I'm the master and you're the dog. Know your place." Her eyes showed her submissive nature and his showed his dominance. There was no way she could win against him so submitting to his every wish was the only way that in the end, everybody would be happy.

"Go clean my bathroom, find me when you're done."

After scrubbing his toilet until it sparkled, she at least hoped to gain a small amount of recognition but she was simply given the next job on his list.

"I wouldn't have minded going to the survival game shop if I at least got to buy something." Tachibana was angrily mumbling to herself as she lugged the heavy bags full of survival game equipment across town. She was just an errand girl to him, nothing more than a dog at his beck and call. If only she could put a collar around his neck and have him beg for mercy.

As her eyes scanned the area for the closest crossing, she saw a silhouette that seemed oddly familiar. Slim but still muscular, short but stylish hair.

'What on earth is Haruki doing in Akihabara?'

Before she could even question the strangeness of the situation, she practically leapt for joy. Now that he was here, she wouldn't have to carry the ridiculously heavy bags bag to the Tsukishiro Complex. Without a second thought, she screamed out his name and rushed over to his side. Or as close as he would allow.

"Haruki!" She bellowed across the bustling street. His face turned towards her but it was utterly emotionless and bare.

"I got that survival game equipment for...you." Her voice quietly trailed off as she reached his side and got a good look at her so called master. Up close, his face looked even more vacant. His eyes held no light.

'He seems kind of different.'

"Haruki?" His voice was listless as he spoke. "Do you mean me?" The question insinuated that this was not the man she was looking for. Of course, she must have the wrong person. This must just be someone who looks identical to Haruki who lives in the same city as him and wears very similar clothing. That must be it.

"I'm sorry, someone who looks exactly like you asked me to get this stuff for him. Forgive me for interrupting you."

"I guess he started playing again." The strange man's eyes were fixated on the bag that held all of the equipment Haruki had asked for, it was strange.

"Would the person that asked you to collect all of this heavy equipment be called Haruki Hosokawa by any chance?" Tachibana was now entirely stumped. Haruki had someone who lived in the city and looked exactly like him now also knew his name? This was almost entirely impossible unless…

"I'm his twin, my name is Haruka."

'Yeah.' She thought to herself. 'That makes perfect sense.'

"Do you know my brother? Are you two friends?" He seemed to ponder his question and pointedly stared at the bag again. "You must be trusted by my big brother if he's allowing you to gather his survival game equipment."

Tachibana felt herself trying to spit out an answer but came up with nothing. How could she tell him that they were nothing like friends but more like he was the master and she the dog. Yeah, somehow she didn't think he'd understand.

'Or maybe he would, he was his brother after all, what if this guy has the same way of thinking as Haruki.'

The world did not need two Haruki's. She pitied the poor girl that finally got tied down by that demon in disguise. Finally meeting Haruka's eyes again, she was surprised to see that they were actually filling with tears. Automatically thinking that she had done something to upset him, she rummaged inside her pockets for a tissue or anything.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, please-" Haruka gently grasped her wrist to stop her struggle with the apparently endless crap that was coming out of them. The tiniest of smiles was now gracing his handsome face as he lifted her hand to his lips and a ghost of a kiss tickled the back of her knuckles.

"You see, you're an angel in disguise. My brother one day up and left home without a word and changed his phone number. I haven't heard from him since."

The smile was now replaced with a look of great burden. She knew this feeling well, the burden of missing someone you love. After all, she was separated from her parents, the pain of missing them never ceased but having loving friends surrounding her and survival games definitely helped. Perhaps she could help Haruka meet his brother again?

Haruki must be missing him too, after all, both their faces looked haunted. They could find solace in each other.

"I would love to help you both reunite, would you like to come with me, I'll take you to our apartment complex." Tachibana tried to keep the conversation flowing as they walked to her apartment complex where Haruki should be sat in his apartment, waiting for her to return.

She couldn't wait to see his face when she showed up with his long lost twin in tow. Her eyes practically sparkled at the prospect of how happy he would be.

'Maybe he'll even let me stop being his dog.'

She knew Haruki was doing damage to her mentally because she was even referring to herself as a dog. Damn that man child. "So do you play survival games Haruka?"

His face remained indifferent as he responded, he was back to being the faceless man but he could only mask his emotion for so long. As she peered sideways at him, she could see tears beginning to overflow again.

Gesturing wildly in front of her, she tried to get it across that they were at the complex but he was too immersed in trying to wipe away the never ending stream coming from his amber colored eyed.

"Haruka we're here now, please don't cry, he wouldn't want you to cry-" Letting out a squeak of shock, Tachibana was pulled in by his long arms and he secured her against his body.

They melded perfectly together and he heart began beating painfully in her chest. What was this feeling?

"I just need a second, will you please allow me to hold you while I recover?" Resting his head against his slightly muscular chest, she stared wide eyed at the cotton of his black t-shirt and nodded wordlessly.

She was afraid what she would sound like if she allowed herself to speak. The warmth exuding from his body was nice and she slowly felt herself melting into his embrace.

Inhaling deeply, Haruka gently pulled himself away and peeked down at Tachibana who tried desperatly to hide her searingly hot face. She had near to no experience with boys her own age, let alone a full grown adult who willingly touched her. She was allowed to get embarrassed at-

"I'm sorry for touching you so casually, you must think bad of me now." A speckling of blush was dusting Haruka's cheeks and he pressed his hand over his mouth and closed his eyes.

"No honestly it's fine, you're just nervous. Follow me, he should be just up here."

Tachibana seemed to miss the way that Haruka's eyes glossed over her now and were fixed on Haruki's slightly ajar door where he could be seen glaring at the embracing couple. Reaching forward, he took Tachibana's delicate hand in his and was thrilled at the response of Haruki slamming his door shut.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where he could have gone. He was supposed to be here waiting for me to return." Tachibana bowed her head at Haruka and begged for his forgiveness. She had dragged him all this way with the promise of meeting his brother and all she could give him was an empty apartment, barren of anything.

The way Haruki lived was slightly depressing, his walls were bare and held no decorations. The only room that had anything of interest was his bedroom but she was rarely allowed in there.

"Take this." Lifting her head up, a piece of paper with a number scrawled on it was being held out by Haruka.

"Give me a call when the time is right, let's keep this a secret from Haruki though." She thought that was an extremely odd request, did he not just want to hang around until his brother returned from wherever the hell he had disappeared to?

Moving like a shadow, Haruka's face was directly in front of hers as he whispered against her lips. "I want to surprise him."

Feeling her eyes begin to drift closed, she waited for the kiss that never came. When her eyes reopened, Haruka was gone and she was alone. Feeling like a complete idiot.

'Why did I try to kiss someone who I've only just met? My mother would kill me if she knew I was parading around Japan with a complete strange and allowing him to touch me.'

Picking up the survival game bags, she lugged them the final stretch to outside Haruki's room.

"Hey, dumb ass dog."

As she was bent down, ready to unpack her purchases, the door to her owners room flew open and she was met with the deep rumble of his voice. He was not happy.

"Were you in there the whole time? I searched everywhere for you." Her voice was strained as she thought about the whole conversation she and Haruka had had. She had promised to keep it a secret from him, she was in so much trouble.

"What do you think you're doing with him? Did you forget who your master is?"

Her knees began to wobble and she shook her head. "I'm sorry, we just ran into each other and he mentioned how you had both lost contact with each-"

Grabbing her wrist with not even an ounce of the gentleness that Haruka had used, she was pulled inside Haruki's room and fell against his bed. As he was stood over her, she swore that she saw him smiling but quickly tore her gaze away from his face.

"Do you not like my face anymore? Is Haruka's more pleasing for you?"

Her mouth refused to move to defend herself. Soon, her devilish master was lying over her, covering her body with his. As his head bent slowly down to her ear, his words sent a shudder down her spine and a warmth travelling down her body and settling inbetween her thighs.

"He might have made your heart race but I will be the one to make you pant."

'This is too much.'

Slipping out from under his body, she ran like her life depended on it and escaped his apartment.

"That man is going to kill me." She whispered breathlessly.