Six rubbed circles in the small of Rex's back as he dry heaved into the white toilet. The evo had long ago emptied his stomach, but his body refused to stop. It gave great shudders as if trying to turn itself inside out. Tears were streaming down Rex's face as he sobbed. Finally his body stopped it's cramping and relaxed. Rex spat the porcelain bowl before sitting back.

"Feel well enough to go sit down?"

He nodded. Six flushed the toilet before helping the teen out of the bathroom and back over to Six's bed. Six disappeared for a second before reappearing with a wet washcloth and a glass of water. Rex took the wet cloth and wiped his mouth and face. The tears no longer flowed but his eyes were red and puffy. He drank the water and Six took the empty glass. The providence agent pulled back the green covers on his bed and scooted Rex under them.

"You can sleep here tonight, okay?"

Rex nodded and turned over to face the wall, curling up. Six sighed before turning away. Van Kleiss. He was going to kill that bastard. He would slice the man up with his katanas and would piss on his grave. He would torture the man until he begged for a mercy kill. Then he would not give it to him. He wanted that monster to want to die and force him to live. He would die by his hands. Soon.

"Six?"

Six turned to see Rex looking over at him.

"Hmm?"

"Would you. . . I-I mean I'm. . . could you. . . ?"

Six smiled slightly before taking off his glasses and placing them on his bedside table. He walked to the lights and turned them off. He then slipped into bed beside Rex. Rex stared up at his face in the dark.

"What?"

"Your eyes, I've never seen them before. . . I like them. . ."

Six could feel a slight heat in his face but he pushed it away.

"Hmm."

Rex shivered slightly and curled up into Six's side. He felt the slight wetness in his t-shirt from the boy's tears. Six turned and placed a protective arm over him and the teenage evo nodded off to sleep. Dreams of Six's one amber eye and his mismatched crystal blue one filled Rex's head.


A scream woke Six from his dreams and his first thought was to go for his katanas. His second thought was that it was Rex screaming and to find and save him. His third thought was more calm though. He realized he was in his bed and Rex had had a nightmare. Said teen sat up straight breathing heavily, sweat on his neck.

His brown eyes were wide and tears fell from them. Six sat up and pulled him into his shoulder. Rex grabbed at his shirt and cried into his neck. Anger once again rushed through the agent's body. The feeling of wanting to protect Rex won, though, and he stayed with the quickly falling asleep evo. Soon Rex was once again asleep and his face was relaxed and calm in his dreams.

A flutter went through Six's chest. What was this? Why was he feeling like this? He had always felt protective over Holiday and Rex. Heck even Bobo, but this was different. He felt actual feelings. He felt. . . concerned, angered, saddened. . . Oh he wished Rex did not have to have this pain. He didn't know what to do. He looked down at Rex and Six smiled slightly. He would protect Rex from Van Kleiss. Six laid down next to the teenager and started to nod off.

His last thought was 'I'll talk to Rex in the morning.'