Disclaimer: Pandora Hearts is not mine, it's Jun Mochizuki's. I don't win any money with it, and it's only for fun.

So, sorry for the late update. Sorry for the short chapter as well, (^^;) But my ideas have disappeared, and I don't know how to continue this story, I mean, I know, but I don't get the words written, so expect slow updates. Still, I'll give it my best. Hope that I didn't dissapoint you much, and thanks so much for the lovely reviews! I love you all!

Gil sat on his bed, Oz sitting next to him. He was smiling at the older man, and he smiled back. Already two weeks had passed by. Gil still didn't understand how exactly he befriended the younger boy, but he didn't care. That boy…he was his cure. He made sure that Gil felt comfortable around him, making sure he felt good. That's what impressed him most, how someone could care so much about him.

The raven-haired man shook his head. He couldn't care less. The only thing he wanted was the blonde's company, and that's what he had. They had started meeting every day, and Gil couldn't imagine how he would survive without the other. He had longed such a friendship for a long time.

"Gil!" The younger said in a serious tone. "Why do you look so serious? You should be smiling. You're no fun."

"Oz, come on, don't fuss over something like this." Gil replied.

"I'm not fussing over anything. It's only that you always look so concerned. Come on, I know you have lots of problems, and you know I have lots of problems as well. But I don't want you to feel so sad. Let's just forget about our lives for some weeks, let's have fun and be happy. Don't you think so too?" Oz explained.

Gil smiled. "Yes, Oz, you're right. It's stupid…I'll smile for your sake! What do you want to do today?" He asked.

"Uhhh, I don't know. Do you want to go to the beach?" The blonde suggested.

"Again?" Was the only reply.

"Well, do you want me to tease Gil like I always do?" The younger said.

"No, don't start again, Oz! I forbid you. You always make fun of me. It's stupid!" Gil sighed.

"It was a joke, Gilbert!" The younger tried to explain.

Gil threw himself to his bed and closed his eyes. He didn't want to go out. He wanted to stay like that, hearing Oz's breathing. He could feel his heart pounding fiercely. He tried to hide his blushing face under a pillow, acting just as if he was tired.

"We…we could just stay here…" Oz said calmly, his voice trembling a bit.

"Yeah… you bet!" Gil laughed.

"N-No, I-I mean it. It's like the first time I'm here…" Oz insisted. Gil could feel it: the air was heavy. Oz was nervous.

"Oh, well, let's go to the park then." Gil suggested.

Contrary to most of the times, Oz just followed obediently, without saying anything, without replying or protesting. While going out, Gil had no idea of what was happening inside Oz.

Poor Oz had a storm of feelings fighting in his brain. He was really scared, and he didn't know why. He wanted to hold his friend's hands and tell him nice things, but he wasn't sure if that was okay. He just stayed quietly behind him.

Gil sat on the first bench he saw. The air was cold, there was nobody on the street and the clouds filled up the sky. Probably a storm would show up after some hours. He smiled at Oz and told him to sit down, however the emerald eyed boy refused.

The younger one was nervous and felt uneasy. He didn't want to sit, but he didn't want to stand up either. He wanted to be by Gil's side, but at the same time he wanted to go to the end of the world and hide there. On the other side, Gil felt uneasy as well. He wanted to hug Oz, but he was sure he wouldn't be accepted. He started feeling like that about a week after meeting him. He just knew it was wrong. Although they lived in a place where those kinds of things were allowed, he just couldn't accept it. He felt so weird, looking at the troubled Oz. He wanted to make him happy, but there was nothing he could do. He just sighed, as he tried to smile.

"Say Gil…have you ever loved someone?" Oz asked.

"Well, yes…Long time ago. But she was cruel…so cruel that I vowed that I would never love anyone else. I want to keep that promise." He replied. "Why?"

"Be-because my heart's been aching for some time…" Oz said.

"I-I don't understand? How? Why has it been aching? Do you love someone?" Gil asked, trying his best to hide his blush.

"Y-yes, I think so. I'm in love…well, I don't know, but I it's so painful. I know they don't love me back, and still, I can't get enough. I want to be with them so badly…my heart…m-my…" Oz wanted to say but started to cry.

"Oh, don't cry Oz…come on here…" Gil said, hugging him.

"I…Gil! I CAN'T…" Oz shouted.

He made sure nobody was around. Afterwards he jumped in Gil's arms, feeling better. He looked up, at the golden irises, while crying. His hands touched the silk skin of the raven-haired man. Then they moved to his neck, and the next Oz knew, was that he was leaning closer to him. He could Gil's breathing, his burning cheeks, and he could feel his heart beating, just as his own. He closed his eyes and took the first move. He kissed his lips softly and quickly went back. He didn't believe what he had done.

"O-Oz!" Gil flushed. His cheeks were burning. "You…you can't do this!"

The older one rested his head on Oz's. Then he felt happy. In a sad way.

'So…this is what's been happening?' He thought.

"Y-you're sure…you feel this way?" He panted, trying to get the words to come out.

"I…I know you don't feel like that, but yes…I'm in love with you, Gil." Oz cried.

Gil held his chin, looked in his eyes and kissed him softly.

"I've felt this way as well…since I met you. You've made me feel like nobody else has managed before." He said tenderly, trying to look serious.

"I…is this true, Gil? Are you saying the truth, or are you just trying to cover it up?" Oz cried.

"What do you think? I think you've known me enough to know I don't say things like that." He looked furious.

"I…I…" Oz tried to say something, but his heart couldn't take it, so he stood up and quickly ran away, crying from happiness, or from sadness, Gil couldn't tell.

"Oz!" He stretched his hand, trying to catch him. "Oz! Don't run away! OZ!"

He stood up and tried to run behind the younger man, not knowing where he had gone. When he was passing under some trees, he heard a loud crash, and rain started to gush down. He thought of Oz, who wasn't wearing any jacket, and started to run. His vision was blurred because of the rain, but he didn't need to think long after deciding to go to the beach.

The lightning and bolting made everything worse. He tried not to slip when he ran, but he didn't manage it. After standing in the rain, on his knees, he stood up and continued running until he went to the place where he and Oz fell asleep, two weeks ago.

He found him, sitting on the sand, drawing something on the sand, while freezing and shivering. He was still crying, and he didn't notice Gil's steps behind him. He continued crying until he felt a jacket on his small body. He turned around and saw Gil. He stood up, and tried to run away, but he didn't. His body reacted wrong, and went to Gil. He hugged him, and felt his warm body against his wet, cold self.

"I'm sorry, Gil…I'm just scared of what I've done." He said.

"Don't worry, my dear. I'm scared as well, but once, you told me we had to smile, and face this vacation without our personal problems, and I want to do that. You don't have to be scared, because I'll give my best to you, don't worry." He said, while trying to calm his lover down. "Now, let's go to my home, I don't want you to get sick."

"I…I…I love you, Gil." The blonde said, while walking by the older one's side, his head resting on Gil's body, and the hand of the raven haired on his shoulder, protecting him from the evil of the world.