Yay, another chappy. So, will Ukat find his...whatever Kiyo is to him? Certainly seems like a boyfriend, doesn't he? But is Kiyotaka or anyone that acts like him really likely to have a boyfriend? Well, let's find out!

Shadow masochist: Why ever would you assume something like that? Isn't it obvious he's just full of love? And no problem for the explanation, it would be horrible if that name was just randomly thought up. Thanks for reviewing!

Lady Duzie: If Kanone gets a moment's peace with poor Ayumu, the boy will end up molested and everyone knows it. If only he weren't such a perv...it's all Kai's fault! Thanks for reviewing!

Red Kitsune Flames: Oh yes, so very subtle, you know me. And Ai is a lovely character, so caring and loving. He certainly lives up to his name, doesn't he? Thanks for reviewing!

A/N: Forgot to mention before, but in this fic, Kiyotaka is only eighteen. No real reason for making him younger, just didn't want him to be a huge perv in the later chapters (though we all know he reminds everyone of a rapist anyway...oh, just admit it!) That's all!

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It was the middle of the night, and Kiyotaka was bored. Of course, he was always bored surrounded by such mundane people. He stood by the window he usually gazed out, looking out it blankly, thoughts running through his head. Usually, he didn't bother to think about much, he had no reason to, but something was actually bugging him tonight. It was also the cause for his restlessness, though he didn't sleep much in any case. That something was that new boy that had been brought in. Not so much the boy himself, though he was different from most, but how he acted so familiar with the king. No one was that close with him, and he'd never seen the boy in his life, not to mention that Kiyotaka had never been refered to as 'Kiyo' in his entire life. That left only the conclusion that there was another boy out there, that looked nearly identical to him, with almost the same name as him. That, in Kiyotaka's opinion, was simply annoying. Still, if this boy acted like him, he couldn't be totally annoying.

After a few more moments of pondering, Kiyotaka decided since he had nothing better to do (not like he ever did), he would look a bit more into the situation. It was beyond rare that something sparked his interest, so when he finally found something or someone that did so, he tended not to ignore it. Having made his decision, he glanced around to make sure Ayumu hadn't snuck back into his room and walked out, going no further than across the hall and knocking on a door. A moment later a boy of about nineteen with long hair held in a ponytail, reaching down to his mid-back a medium shade of pink and golden-yellow eyes opened the door. A small smile graced his lips, "Hey, Kiyotaka, what can I do for you?" the boy, Dimitri, asked.

"Go to the servant quarters and get one of the boys there."

Gold-colored eyes briefly disappeared as the older one blinked and nodded, "Anyone specific?"

"Yes, he's about nine years old and has teal hair and dark blue eyes. He was just brought in a few hours ago."

"Alright." Dimitri obliged, walking out and down the hallway, pondering what Kiyotaka could want with the boy. He wasn't the type to be interested in anyone, and certainly not a child, so it wasn't anything like that. He doubted that the boy had any use to him and he never called on the servants to talk with. The king rarely talked to anyone, privately or otherwise, and never by his request; people always came to him, he never went to them. There were very few people he would even acknowledge or speak with when it wasn't necessasry, Dimitri himself being only one of three that he knew of that Kiyotaka would talk to simply because the other wanted to do so. The other two, one of which was what most considered the aloof one's best friend, were both younger than the man himself, but nearly as mature. Perhaps it was why Kiyotaka didn't mind them, they weren't quite like the rest.

Talking with a boy for a moment, Dimitri soon found his way to Ukat's room and knocked softly. After a moment, the boy opened his door, yawning and rubbing his eyes, "Yes?" he asked, still half asleep.

Dimitri did a double take when he saw the small boy, but quickly shook it off, "Kiyotaka wants to see you." he informed the younger one.

The blue-haired boy blinked then nodded slightly, "Alright." he agreed and bowed slightly, "Thank you." With that, he followed Dimitri back to Kiyotaka's room where the older one returned to his own room, leaving Ukat in the hallway alone.

After a moment of pondering why the brunette would ask for him, he decided to just find out firsthand and knocked on the door. Almost instantly the older one's voice was heard, "What?"

"A boy came and said you wanted to see me." Ukat explained to the door.

"Come in." the voice ordered and he obliged, walking through the door and shutting it softly.

The shorter one tilted his head as he turned to face the king, "So what did you want?" he wondered.

"There's another that looks like me." It wasn't a question, Kiyotaka rarely ever asked questions unless it was 'what?', which was really his way of greeting someone.

Ukat's eyes lit up just a bit with a small light of hope as he nodded, "Yes, his name's Kiyo." Kiyotaka waited for him to continue, which he soon did, "He looks just like you, as you said, same age, height, everything except one thing."

"His eyes." Kiyotaka concluded, hoping to hurry the whole thing up.

The other nodded again, "Yes, they're dark purple." he confirmed.

After thinking things through for a moment, Kiyotaka spoke, "Where is he?"

Ukat bit his lip, "I believe in the land across the sea." he told him, "Ambrose Island. He lives in the largest house there, in the woods."

The brunette nodded slightly, still mostly lost in thought, "Alright." he said, waiting for Ukat to leave. When he didn't, an eyebrow shot up, "What?"

"Please take me to him." the small boy silently begged, but just shook his head, "Nothing." he said, his voice nearly a whisper.

As he turned to leave, the older one's voice stopped him, "How do you know him?"

"He's my..." Ukat trailed off then, biting his lip again in thought, "What is he to me?" he wondered briefly, then realized Kiyotaka was still waiting for an answer. He decided to go with what his heart told him, "He's my boyfriend...ish...kind of..."

"You don't know."

"Not really." he admitted. Things between him and Kiyo were unstable, to say the least, when he left. He loved Kiyo, more than anything, but he wasn't sure the feelings were exactly returned. He knew Kiyo cared for him, of course, but he wasn't positive it went much deeper than that.

Another nod, "That's all, you can go."

The boy looked up, being disturbed from his thoughts, "Oh, alright." he obliged, turning and walking out, but not before pausing and looking back, "What will you do?" he asked, hope still shimmering in his eyes. However, he got no response, just a small shrug and the doors closing behind him. Sighing softly and looking down, he headed back to his room to catch a few more hours of sleep before morning.

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Ayumu watched the whole scene on a small tv screen in his brother's room. He glanced back to Ai, "You think brother will take him back to that other boy?"

The purple-haired boy looked at the screen, which was one of many set up in his closet. Ai was the rat of the family, always keeping tabs on everyone and spying, able to know anything and everything about a person simply because he could watch their life on screen. Sure, it was morally wrong and proved he had basically no life, but it was great for blackmail. The only problem with this nasty little habit/skill was Ai wasn't one to keep his mouth shut about anything, personal or not. Still, Ayumu never said a word about it, he was one of the few that knew, and in return Ai never spilled his secrets and was able to use the monitors at his wish. "Not likely." he finally commented, "You know how Kiyotaka is."

"Yeah." the brunette sighed, "I wonder why he's so cold to everyone."

Ai just shrugged, "Because he's Kiyotaka." Kanone offered, who was sitting next to Ayumu.

"That's so mean." the youngest pouted, "Be nice."

"Mean, but true." Kanone corrected.

"He has a point." the other brother added, "Kiyotaka isn't the nicest person in the world, actually, he kind of sucks."

Another pout found its way to Ayumu's lips as he looked to the two older boys, "I don't think so." he weakly defended his oldest brother.

"Love, you don't think anyone sucks." his boyfriend (sort of) reminded him, "You're too nice."

Ayumu blushed faintly as Kanone kissed his cheek, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "I don't think so..." he protested, moving closer.

"Ew! Get the hell off my brother!" the over protective brother shouted.

"Alright, alright." Kanone obliged, standing up and walks toward the door, glancing at Ayumu, "Coming."

After glancing for a moment between Kanone and his brother, Ayumu nodded and followed him out. Ai blinked once, "Hey! No, don't go with him!" His shouts were promptly muffled with the closing of the door as Kanone chuckled and led Ayumu back to his room.

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Poor Ai...he's just too protective for his own good. Well, that's what you get for having a overly naive little brother who just happened to end up with one of the most pervy guys in the world. Anyway, review!