Okay, here's chapter 2! I've been working kinda hard on this story so I will be adding to it quite frequently. (: Anyway, let's continue!

Rolling over in bed, Hikaru groaned tiredly. His hand reached over to his bedside table, looking for his phone. His painter's fingers slid across the smooth wood of his table, searching lazily for the phone. He pushed everything off the desk in his search, but no phone. "Hm...?" he sat up slowly, his eyes half closed, "Where's my phone...?" he muttered. His mind slowly started turning and he quickly remembered, "Ugh... It's still in the studio..." he stood up and stretched his body and arms, his joints cracking as they, too, woke from their own slumber.

The red haired boy made his way sleepily down the stairs. He had to hold onto the stair rail to keep himself up. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Hikaru yawned, "Man, I slept like a log last night..." He made his way to his studio in the back. Opening the door, he stuck his head inside, "Morning everyone." he greeted his paintings. And then... His heart froze. "...Oh my God!" he shut the door quickly, his back hitting the wood of the door as he tried to catch his breath from surprise. 'Did I really just see that...?' a moment passed and Hikaru's panic subsided, 'Maybe it was just my imagination. Maybe I'm still asleep!' he thought hopefully.

The door opened slowly, "Ohhh man..." Hikaru whispered with a whine, "It wasn't my imagination..." He finally got up the courage and approached the shocking sight. He held his breath as he looked over the boy on the floor. He looked over the bare body of the stranger.

The sleeping boy cooed softly in his sleep and pulled the silk white sheets closer to his body. His body was completely bare of any clothing, the white sheets covering him up from the waist down. 'He's so...' Hikaru stopped his thoughts quickly when golden brown eyes half opened and looked into his sleepily.

Hikaru stood frozen, caught in the boys gaze. They stared at one another for a moment. A line of sweat fell down Hikaru's cheek as he thought of what to do. He nearly leapt out of his skin when the doorbell rang. Taking one quick look back at the boy, he ran out of the room and headed for the door.

"Yes?" Hikaru asked breathlessly. The postman raised an eyebrow, looking at Hikaru's breathless and flustered face. "I have a card for Hikaru Hitachiin." he said, ignoring his suspicions of Hikaru. The red head took the card, giving a thank you to the man before closing the door. He read the letter as he made his way back to the studio.

"Hikaru, your mother and I are enjoying our trip. We'll be home in three months, a little after school starts again. Your mother just wanted to remind you not to have too many friends over and don't let strangers into the house. Love, mom and dad..." he lifted his eyes and looked at the boy, who had fallen back into a deep sleep, "I don't think you're considered a friend..." he said, "But you don't feel like a stranger either..." he kneeled by the sleeping figure and looked at his painting. It certainly did look like this boy, "But you couldn't have come from my painting... It's impossible..." he said to himself.

Sighing, Hikaru wrapped his guest up in the sheets, "Well no use in just leaving you here. Someone might see." he easily lifted the other boy up into his arms, "I'll get my answers when you wake up." as he left his studio, his mind questioned, 'What else is bound to happen?'

THIS LOOKS TOO SHORT! D: It was longer on mibba... T-T Anyway, a second chapter. I have numbe three right here so it'll be up right after this one! Thank. :D