Ooomg it updates...(shot for being so lazy) I kinda lost interest in it, but its okay now =3;; it should update more. Or I hope so XD

warnings: AU, ooc
inspiration: "music again" by adam lambert
rating: pg
disclaimer: not mine, never shall be~

and onward~!

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School dragged. It was just that simple. The hours went by at a snail's pace, and Yamato wondered if it had always taken this long. Yakking teachers, whispering friends, and paranoid snippets from Lune left the brunette at his wit's end. He watched the clock's hand tick by slowly, only a few more minutes remaining until the day ended. When it ended, Yamato half dreaded and half just wanted to get over with.

The day had passed with little concern for how to answer the alien who had shown up in his bedroom. Yamato knew what he had to do, so it wasn't a big deal. He wouldn't risk Sayama's life that way, even if he wasn't sure if Uru had even been telling the truth. No, the real issue that troubled him was far different. What was going to happen to him from now on? How was any of this going to effect him?

Would he be killed? He knew things that were undoubtedly not meant to be known. He'd SEEN things he shouldn't have. Wasn't that what got him in this situation in the first place? Absently, his mind wandered more towards what Uru even was. He has to be a Martian, he thought. He was PINK, what else could he be? It felt like his thoughts were needlessly looping now. But it was all that kept him sane right now.

The bell rang shrilly, startling Yamato from his thoughts. Blinking, he glanced around at the other students, who rose at once and began to flock to the door. His stomach dropped, but he forced himself to calm down. It wasn't the end of the world -yet- and it wouldn't be. Lune hurried over to him, chattering to him excitedly. Yamato half tuned him out as he packed his things up, occasionally catching snippets.

"It felt like class would never end!" he exclaimed, stretching.

Yamato hummed in response, making his way towards the crowded door.

Lune pouted a little, annoyed with the lack of attention. He pretended not to notice, but his chatter slowed. Why talk if no one was listening? Yamato hardly noticed the change, and even then, he was too tense to question him. Not that he didn't feel bad for ignoring his friend, but he really couldn't give it much attention. The walk to the bus was uneasy, with a few random comments from Lune when it became too unbearable.

Yamato wasn't sure what he was expecting. Uru hadn't shown up and dragged him away the moment school let out, or even sent some ominous note that counted down his hours. Maybe he planted some form of a parasite in him? Glancing up at the sky, the brunette prayed for something to happen so he could calm down. Anything would work. Just so long as it stopped his pessimistic thoughts until he got home, it would be fine. The bus stop was crowded as usual, chatter filling the air like smog. It gave Yamato a headache...

"You're really weird today..."

Blinking, he looked down at the blond next to him. "Eh?"

Shifting a little, Lune frowned. "You're acting very weird. Whats wrong? Is it that boy?"

"...kinda."

"Don't be so vague-!"

"I'm just stressed, alright? A lots been going on." Yamato snapped, not needing this sort of interrogation.

Lune fell silent, still suspicious. "Uhuh..."

Yamato didn't feel the need to respond to that. Not that it kept Lune from talking, because if anything, silence only proved accusations right. "Listen, I'll drop it for now. But I'm seriously worried y'know...you haven't talked to me since last Friday, and you came back so weird. If something IS wrong, the least you could do is tell me." the blond mumbled, sulking.

Staring ahead at the bus that traveled slowly down the street, Yamato turned the words over in his mind. Lifting a hand, he pressed it to his head and sighed. "Nothing is wrong. I'm just outa it. Anyone would be, right?" he reasoned.

"I suppose...It was weird that no one remembered him, at the hospital i mean." Lune hummed, shifting from foot to foot as they waited for the bus.

Yamato hadn't ever been so happy to see the bus pull up to them in his life. It meant this conversation was almost over, and half the wait nearly gone. The two boarded the bus, taking a seat in the back as usual. No one bothered them for such a seat either, as it was so far away from the entrance. The ride was slow, but thankfully, Lune changed the topic. As the scenery passed by, Yamato wondered if he would still be able to have pointless conversations on the way to and from school after today. The thought of losing them made him strangely sick.

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It wasn't until hours later, after scrubbing down the house due to the stress of waiting, did Yamato realize Uru wasn't coming until sunset. Staring at the all but shining counter top, he felt like an idiot. Not that he wouldn't have fretted most of the day away anyway, had he remembered that, but it would certainly have eased some of his paranoia.

He slumped over the counter, heaving a sigh. This was ridiculous. Why was he even stressing? He knew what he was going to say, so what was the point of worrying? There was a quiet chuckle from across the room, making the brunette jump. He snapped his head up, eyes wide and startled. Staring back, was Uru, calmly standing in the middle of the room. He flashed a sweet smile.

"Why ARE you worrying then?" the redhead hummed, reciting the teen's thoughts.

He stared, unsure of what to say. It wasn't dusk yet, why was he here? Uru shrugged gently, glancing away as the red of his eyes dimmed a little. "You seemed like you wanted it over with."

Yamato didn't even question how the redhead knew what he was thinking. "Must be an alien thing..." he muttered to himself.

Uru smiled a little wider, though it was still relatively small. He ducked his head a little, unsure of whether or not he should broach the subject. But time wasn't on their side, and he knew it would be only a matter of time. "You've decided, yes?" he asked, shifting in place.

Yamato made a face. "Right to the point..."

"Uru doesn't have time to dawdle." he replied, tone amused and apologetic all at once.

"Right, right. End of all hope, I know." the brunette replied, rolling his eyes. Uru's smile vanished, not amused at how lightly the subject was taken. Yamato winced, wondering how the alien could go from amused and teasing to serious and annoyed so quickly. Fighting off the urge to bite his lip, the brunette forced himself to take this impossible situation utterly seriously. Not that he hadn't before, but now wasn't a time for sarcasm. After a moment, he replied. "Can I ask you something?"

The redhead blinked, eyes losing their annoyed gleam quickly at the cautious tone. "Of course."

Yamato hesitated, almost afraid to hear the truth. "Whats...gonna happen to me? After I do whatever it is I hafta do..."

Uru frowned a little, his eyes softening at the question. He smiled a little, trying to comfort the other, though he himself was just as uneasy. "Uru isn't sure. But I wont let anything bad happen." he promised.

Nothing bad, huh? He had to wonder, but didn't stray too far into that thought. "What do I have to do...?"

Fishing through his bib, the redhead hummed softly. Yamato couldn't help but stare, wondering why anyone would use it as a pocket of any sort, and just what was the alien even looking for? Uru let out a victorious double yuu sound, like that of a wave or a fan or maybe even a car speeding by, and removed the two large fingers he'd been searching with. In them, was a brightly glowing orb. He held it out towards Yamato.

"Take this, and keep it near you always." he said simply, voice jumpy. "If you do, no harm can come to you after the enemy is gone." he said, eyes alight with something the brunette couldn't discern.

He walked around the counter and towards the redhead, hesitant to take the strange glowing ball. Once he was close enough, the brunette held out his hand nervously, and Uru set the sphere in it carefully, as if it were a priceless treasure or an infant. It was heavy and warm in Yamato's hand, and it sent an instant shiver up the teen's arm and down his back.

Staring down at the orb, Yamato blinked quickly and shoved back the urge to sigh. "What the hell...?"

"Its what we give to those who are our comrades." Uru explained, smiling a little. "Its said that it is imbued with our Maiden's spirit, and thus able to heal any injury. So long as it is near, that is. It is priceless, and only a few exist."

"And I'm the lucky guy who gets it...? How did they decide on THAT?" Yamato mumbled, watching the twisting light within the sphere twirl and spin slowly and lovingly. It reminded him of being held by his mother as a child. He decided not to mention to Uru how clumsy he was, and how many snow globes he'd dropped to this very day.

Uru shot him a glare. "Don't you dare drop that. Its not something we can replace. Uru's already in enough trouble just for HAVING it." he snapped, a definite tinge of fear in his voice.

Yamato looked away from the ball, blinking. "What? Why?"

The redhead smiled softly, eyes darkening slightly. "Don't worry about that."

Yamato stared at Uru blankly. Don't worry? DONT WORRY!? That definitely didn't sound good! It sounded down right ominous! His thoughts were cut off by a wide yawn, and he felt his eye twitch as the redhead stretched. Uru rubbed at his eyes with an over sized finger, and if he wasn't so nerve wracked, Yamato would say it was kinda cute.

"Uru is so tiiiired..." he whined, slumping over so that his hands nearly touched the floor. "He hasn't had a proper rest in so long."

Being the chivalrous person he was, the brunette scratched at the back of his head. "If you want, you can use my room. I'll get you some spare blankets-"

"Oh, you are so kind!" the redhead cooed, genuinely grateful. "Uru will pay you back!"

Pretending he wasn't annoyed with being interrupted, Yamato mumbled. "No, its fine."

Uru shook his head firmly. "Uru will!" he didn't know how much he'd helped him out. It was more than just a bed.

Yamato didn't have the energy to argue with the redhead, deciding to let him do as he pleased. He shook his head, pocketing the strange orb, and left to fetch an extra futon. "Have you bathed at all yet?" he asked.

A blank stare and awkward shuffling were his answers. He rolled his eyes. "I take that as a no."

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The shower head stared back at the redhead, who watched it cautiously. His eyes could see through it and tell him various things, but they didn't seem to know how to work this strange mechanism. Yamato had shoved him into the bathroom somewhat carelessly, instructing him to leave his clothing outside the door once he was undressed. Shortly after that, he'd left, without any real instruction on what he was supposed to do.

Shivering in the cold room, Uru frowned in annoyance. It couldn't be that much different from home, right? Looking at the wall, he tilted his head as he noticed the two knobs, and the odd writing on them. One was marked with a symbol that was colored blue, the other red. As for the meanings, he didn't know. Red must mean warm, he thought. Reaching out, he turned the knob gingerly. His antenna pressed against his head, a clear sign of how nervous he was.

From the shower head came warm water, something he was delighted to say he knew of. Something in common! he thought excitedly. He ran a hand under it, smiling goofily at the feeling. Uru hadn't felt warm water in Maiden knew how long. Happily, he spun the knob again, all the way around till he couldn't anymore. In his excitement, he hadn't thought of how hot that could be.

In his bedroom, Yamato heard a shriek, and stopped what he was doing. He debated on helping the redhead, half worried that water might be toxic and acidic to the alien. The thought of a half melted small child in his bathroom sent the brunette darting for the door and down the hall. There was a long whine behind the bathroom door, and if he hadn't suddenly remembered the pile of clothing awaiting washing next to the door, Yamato would have opened it.

Instead, for his mind's safety, he knocked. "Whats wrong?" are you melting!? Please tell me you aren't! How will I explain to mom why the shower is all green!

"Its too hot!" came a muffled response.

Yamato stared at the door, and debated smacking his head against it. He hadn't told him how to use the shower..."Just turn the red knob the opposite way you turned it!" he called back.

Uru made a small hiccuping sound, and did as told. He was relieved that the water no longer burned his hand. He sighed happily. "Thank you~!!"

Whatever, the brunette thought. He pretended the awkward problem hadn't occurred, and went back to his room. He didn't get half way down the hall before Uru cried out again. He darted back to the door, this time fully expecting the boy to be melting. "What?! Whats wrong!!"

"ITS TOO COLD!"

He stared at the door. This was the person who was going to save him and his precious Sayama from imminent destruction...? His savior, an alien who seemed plenty capable of great feats, was being outmatched by a shower. He hadn't even gotten his hair wet either, he bet. If he left now, he'd probably kill himself with the soap to...

Eye twitching, the brunette sighed heavily. "Wait a second...I'll help."

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Later that night found the half burned and half frozen alien happily sitting on Yamato's bed. He'd been given over sized pajama's and was hugging a pillow as he watched the human sit at his desk. He'd told him it was something called homework, not entirely unknown to Uru. His feathery antenna and pointy ear twitched lazily at the sound of a pencil scratching paper. The sound almost lulled him to sleep.

Yawning widely, he debated laying back onto the bed and sleeping. It was so comfortable...And as thoughtful as the futon has been, Uru wasn't sure he could stand another night on the ground. His tail was curled around him, the feathers shielding his feet. They fluttered a little as he wagged the tip of his tail. The sound of the feathers almost drove Yamato up a wall.

The brunette stared at his half finished homework, tapping the pencil against the paper. He could hardly focus on the math, let alone grammar or science. Uru was not only distracting, but he was still half thinking about the day's events. The orb Uru had given him rested against his manga on the top shelf of his desk, eerily glowing. It out shined his ceiling lamp easily.

Sighing, Yamato let his pencil drop to his paper. "Hey Uru, you ready for be-" he stopped short.

The tiny alien was curled around his pillow, a ball on his bed. His eyes were gently, but firmly, shut. Yamato watched the tiny shoulders rise and fall evenly, and fought back another sigh. Looks like my bed -along with any form of normalcy- is gone now to, he thought. He wasn't angry though, not really. It was hard to get angry when you saw something so...cute -he winced- sleeping peacefully.

"What a day..." he mumbled, pushing back in his old computer chair and standing up tiredly. It was only eight, but he felt as if he'd run a marathon. He couldn't wait to pass out, whether it was in his own bed or the futon, it didn't matter at this point. At least Uru was clean now -he'd seen to that himself, not that he wanted to relive that memory- so he supposed it was fine.

He made sure to cover the boy with the covers before he flopped to the floor. He didn't want his protector, however pathetic he seemed after the shower, to catch a cold. How would he save Sayama if he had a runny nose and a fever? The image of Uru fighting a giant green alien with a runny nose haunted him as he fell asleep. Even after he'd fallen asleep, the sight had left an amused smile on his face.

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and that is that =3 the next chapter should be far more fun. (looks forward to iiiit, like omg)

omake!!

yamato: (cleaning house spotless) i havent seen halfa this in years...
lune: you have girly habbits yamato...
yamato: look whose talking...clean or leave
lune: (rolls eyes and tosses hair) idk whachu mean. see you then~
yamato: uhuh... i wonder what uru is doing
uru: (whining on top of school building) they locked the door! how does uru get down now!

uru: what an ingenious plan, to walk through the door this time! (opens door and walks into the wrong apartment) WAH!! URU IS SORRY!!! ;A; (runs!)

yamato: (bursts through bathroom door) ARE YOU MELTI-?! o~o....
uru: WAH! PERVERT ;A; (throws soap at!)
yamato: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!!

uru: (hums happily)
yamato: sigh...(washes uru's hair for him) this is ridiculous...
uru: OMG LOOK! a bubble!! (darts for it and slips and falls) waaaah...! ;~;
yamato:...i'm doomed.