Yuu didn't get back to his room that night until nine o'clock, after he and Mika had finished their paper. He had been surprised to see how much of a start Mika had done – he'd written a good two and half pages - and a surprise that the boy had even bothered to wait for Yuu after such a long time. Yuu had debated even showing up, honestly. It had been hours after the original meeting time, so Yuu had been sure that Mika would have gone after the first half hour. The only reason he'd gone to the library was so that he could work on the paper himself as an apology to Mika.

Yuu was also glad that Mika hadn't pressed the issue of his eye any further, that he hadn't demanded some brilliant explanation for where Yuu had been and why he was late. He hadn't wanted to talk about it, and most people didn't seem to understand that, but it meant a lot that Mika seemed to. As much as the boy had annoyed him during their first couple of meetings, Mika did not seem as bad now.

By the end of the night, the two still had to finish their presentation and put it into practice, but Mika agreed to finish it another time, allowing for Yuu to slink back to his dorm, drained and exhausted. The dorm was only a fifteen minute walk, but Yuu had brought his car, and with how exhausted he felt, he was glad he had.

Yuu walked into his dorm room and set his backpack on the chair to his desk, dropping his keys on his desk before he collapsed onto his bed.

"Welcome back," greeted Yoichi, though his greeting was softer than usual tonight.

Yoichi knew why Yuu had left; Yuu had told his roommate the situation. After the phone call with his mother, Yuu had brought up his laundry and shoved it aside as he usually did, and, as usual, Yoichi had guessed it to be because of M. He had looked so surprised to discover that it had been because of family, rather than Yuu's mysteriously rude laundry rival.

Yuu groaned from the sharp pain that radiated from his ribcage as he straightened himself along his bed. He closed his eyes and exhaled, his left eye swollen from the bruise his mother had left him. He touched a hand to it, just as he had when Mika asked about it, and sighed. "Glad to be back." He earnestly meant the statement. To Yuu, these dorms felt more like home than his own house did, even with the disgusting bathrooms, the partiers that stayed out until three in the morning, and even despite the dorm food.

"Are Serena and your dad alright?" Yoichi asked quietly.

Yuu could tell Yoichi was trying to gauge how open to conversation he was regarding the topic. His roommate was used to this; he knew Yuu's family well - their situations, their past, everything. Yoichi was the only one who did that Yuu knew of, and Yuu liked it that way. The more people knew a person, the more they tended to distance themselves; at least, that's what Yuu had discovered over the years.

"Yeah," Yuu answered. "Dad wandered off, Serena followed him unknowingly, and we found them both at Dad's old job." Yuu sighed once more, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he recalled the memory.

Yuu had discovered the two by accident, having made the wrong turn at a light. It had been a coincidence that he had glanced over to the side in time to see security guards marching out his father. Yuu had quickly turned in and pulled up to the two security guards holding tight to his struggling father, Serena behind them with one security guard holding onto her. His father had been squirming around, demanding that he speak to his boss and that they release him before they regret escorting out the greatest advertiser that worked there.

"He forgot he quit the advertising business… they had to escort him and Serena out, that's when I got there."

Yoichi's eyes grew wide. "Did they arrest him?"

Yuu shook his head. "No, thankfully. Do you know how pissed my mom would have been if they had arrested him?" Yuu shivered inwardly; the consequences would not have been pretty, and it would have resulted in more injuries than Yuu already had, that much he knew.

Yoichi waited a moment before saying anything, as if deciding what to ask next. "How did your mom take it, anyway?"

Pain flared from Yuu's eye and his wrist as he thought about the question. He turned on his side, facing away from Yoichi. Even though Yoichi knew about his family, Yuu still hated admitting what had taken place. This was partly because he hated to make Yoichi fret about his injuries, but mostly because of another reason. Speaking about it made Yuu feel weak and vulnerable, something he'd felt his entire life. He felt no need to relive those feelings more than he already had earlier in the day. "She took it about as well as you could guess."

"Yuu, look at me."

Yuu could hear the demanding tone in his roommate's voice; it was not one used often, but Yuu knew that if he failed to comply with Yoichi's request, his roommate would force him to look at him so that he could assess the damages. So Yuu exhaled and hesitantly sat up, wincing as the pain shot from his ribcage again. He could see Yoichi's dark green eyes looking him over as his roommate pulled his chair closer to Yuu. Yoichi's face settled into a deep frown, eyes full of concern.

"Oh Yuu, I wish you would've let me go with you."

Yuu shook his head; he hated to cause Yoichi any emotional distress. His roommate had volunteered to drive home with him, to help search and to help prevent any abuse – his mother could contain her rage while Yoichi was around, barely - but Yuu knew that his presence would only make things worse the next time Yuu saw his mother alone. When his mother had found out that Yoichi knew everything, well, Yuu had found himself nearly hospitalized. "It's not a big deal. Seriously, Yoichi, don't worry about me." Yuu shot him a small smile, waving a hand of dismissal. "There wasn't much you could've done to change things, anyway."

Yoichi's eyes didn't leave his, his gaze unrelenting. "What happened? What did your mom do? You're wincing, Yuu."

Yuu's face dropped, his eyes averting. "The wincing is from when the security guard elbowed me for interfering; I tried to pull them away from Serena and my dad, which was a huge mistake. Man, are they tough. They aren't security guards for nothing." He showed Yoichi his wrist, large pink marks stretching across it over faded scars. "This is from when my mom arrived to the scene. Her grip was tight as she dragged me away to settle the dispute. The eye came once we brought Serena and Dad back home. She said it was for the attitude I'd had with her on the phone."

Yoichi sighed. "I wish you would tell someone about this…"

"You know my mom would kill me if I did say anything." Yuu looked at Yoichi sharply. "Besides, if I told someone and they did something about my mom, I don't know what would happen to Serena." Yuu's voice grew quieter at the statement. "Dad wouldn't be fit to take care of her with his disease, and we aren't real close to any extended family, so she would be taken away. I doubt any court would allow me to take her." Yuu met Yoichi's eyes with a look of determination. "As long as she can take care of Serena, I'll continue to be her punching bag."

"You shouldn't have to be, you know."

Yuu shot him a sad smile. "I know, but I don't mind being abused if it prevents my sister from experiencing it." Yuu had made his choice many years ago, and he would remain like this for years to come.

Yoichi stood up and stepped over to their mini-fridge in the corner of the room. He opened it, noise sounding as he dug out an ice pack. Stepping to the side, Yoichi snatched a washcloth from his closet shelf. He wrapped up the ice pack firmly and handed it to Yuu.

"I'll be fine," Yuu protested.

Yoichi shoved it into his hands. "Ice it or it'll only get worse. Do you want to explain to everyone what happened? You know your boss will ask you, and I remember the lame excuse you offered him last time."

Yuu gave a sheepish laugh; he remembered how Guren had scolded him for getting into a fight, saying that his assistants weren't supposed to get themselves into trouble. Yuu also recalled Guren telling him to leave the trouble behind, or to learn how to cover up the evidence. "Yeah, somehow I doubt this will go away within the next day or so."


Monday

"What happened to your face?"

Yuu finished signing into work and stood up, gesturing towards the computer. "Would you like to stay up front today or should I?" Yuu asked, choosing to ignore Kimizuki's comment.

"Embarrassed that you got taken down in a fight?"

Yuu rolled his eyes, suddenly grinning in amusement as he turned toward Kimizuki. "I wouldn't talk so big Kimizuki, you looked pretty frightened when you saw that spider on the desk the other day… I think you probably piss yourself and cower in the corner, arachnophob." Yuu pretended to be Kimizuki and cowered in the chair, using his hands to cover his face. "'Oh Yuu, please help me! Save me, I'm scared!'"

Kimizuki grabbed Yuu's hands and pulled them apart from his face, his red-brown eyes narrowing. "I don't sound like that, first of all. Secondly, I would never call you, of all people, for help. And lastly, I seem to recall you running to Guren to ask him to kill the damn thing!"

"In your dreams!" Yuu pulled free of Kimizuki's grip. "I killed that thing myself. I went to grab the paper towels and everything."

Kimizuki raised an eyebrow, a smirk appearing on his lips. "Did you, now? Why didn't you kill it with your bare hands like a real man?"

Yuu remained unfazed. "Why didn't you? Oh wait, I forget that you were too much of a baby to do anything about it yourself."

Kimizuki moved closer. "Would you like another black eye?"

"Enough!" The sound of a hand slamming down on the desk earned both Kimizuki's and Yuu's attention. Guren ran a hand through his black hair, shooting an irritated expression in the direction of his workers. "Are you two done measuring up to each other? If you aren't, then you can leave and I'll find two workers to replace you."

Kimizuki side-glanced at Yuu, both seeming to be in agreement for once. "I think we're done here. I'll take the back, since you asked."

"Sure, I don't care," Yuu said with a wave of his hand. "I have to train Shinoa today anyway."

Kimizuki chuckled as he stepped out the door. "I hope she annoys you."

"I hope you trip and fall!" You retorted, earning a round of laughter from Kimizuki that travelled down the hall.

"If a professor complains about the noise level, I'm going to kill both of you," Guren muttered, shaking his head. "Didn't I tell you to cover that up the next time something happened?" Guren gestured towards Yuu's eye.

Yuu spun around in his chair and scoured the emails; he didn't need another reminder about his eye. "It hurts too much to do anything but ice it."

"Stop being a baby about it," Guren said with a sigh. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. It was another stupid fight, that's all."

Guren's voice softened, losing its usual edge. "Yuu, I know you argue with Kimizuki all the time over the most idiotic things, but I can't see you getting into a fight with someone unless it was for a good reason. We can take the conference room to talk." Guren cleared his throat, his voice returning to its usual tone. "I don't want it to interfere with your work."

Yuu debated taking up the offer. Guren could be a hard ass, but Yuu knew that he did care about his workers and did want the best for them. And he had a feeling that if he did tell Guren about it all that Guren wouldn't tell anyone.

"I appreciate the offer, but not today," he answered, his back still facing Guren.

He did have that trust in Guren, but at the same time there was a part of him that was afraid Guren would listen to his story and pity him, or worse. He feared that Guren would call him weak, tell him that he deserved the black eye and more. It was an irrational fear, he understood that, but he couldn't help it. Not after it had happened before.

"Alright. Just remember that the offer to talk isn't a one-time thing. You can come to me any time."

Yuu smiled a little at that. "Thank you."

The door opened a few seconds later to reveal Shinoa, dressed in a black tank top paired with a light gray cardigan and black leggings. She wore her hair in low pigtails today, white ribbons tying her hair in place of a hairband.

"Good afternoon! Did you boys miss me?" Her flip-flops shuffled along the floor as she approached Yuu. She waved to Guren, a large grin on her face.

Yuu looked over to Guren to see the lines on his face twisting into irritation, his eyes watching Shinoa like a hawk. "I would miss you a little more if you had actually finished the projects Professor Krul had given you on Friday."

Shinoa didn't seem fazed, her amused smile still on her lips. "Oh, Guren, you know I meant to, but being the only worker there at the time, I couldn't. Yuu and Kimizuki had told me that I could leave unfinished projects for the person coming in the next morning-"

Guren's eyes narrowed, his jaw tight. "That's true, but only for people who stay until the end of their shift. You closed the office early without permission. Professor Krul saw you and berated me about how I should be hiring more reliable workers. If you weren't new, you would be fired."

Now Shinoa's composition seemed to break, her smile faltering as she looked more like a kid who had got caught stealing cookies. "I-I'm sorry, sir. But there was a lot of work and-"

Guren shook his head. "Shinoa, I don't want excuses. I know there was a lot of work, but you have a job to do and the expectation here is that you do it. Understood?"

Shinoa sighed. "Yes, sir." She turned to Yuu glumly, her eyes glancing at him in concern. "Yuu, are you alright?"

Yuu waved off her concern, having expected her to have asked some sort of question. Everyone typically did. "Yeah. I'm fine. Here, sign in." He moved so she could sit down at the computer.

She didn't seem to believe him, her eyes watching him carefully as he snatched one of Guren's desk chairs and pulled it next to their work computer. "Yuu, what happened to your eye?"

"Don't worry about it. It's not a big deal." He sat down and gestured towards the computer. "Sign in so we can get to work."

Shinoa sat down and clocked into work, giving Yuu a side-glance every few seconds. "It's not a big deal? Yuu, you have a black eye. That doesn't just happen."

He crossed his arms, his voice coming off colder than he had intended. "I don't want to talk about it."

Shinoa sighed. "Alright…"


'You're grabbing dinner with me and Mitsu, right? There's something I want to ask you about.'

Getting a text from Shinoa was a common occurrence for Mika, so it was no surprise that she had messaged him the moment she had finished up from work. What did surprise Mika was that Shinoa hadn't mentioned a thing about Yuu, like she always did any other time she had gotten done working a shift with him. It was concerning, actually, which meant that he was in for a serious dinner.

He had been the first to arrive at the dining hall, grabbing himself a plate of whatever food looked the least sketchy, which wasn't much, unfortunately.

It didn't take long until Shinoa and Mitsuba appeared at the table he claimed, both of them setting their plates and drinks on the table as they slid into their seats. They had greeted him with a smile and a standard "hello", both digging into the special of the day – which was a bunch of meat chunks thrown together with some sauce that had made Mika want to gag from the smell alone.

"Shinoa, what did you want to talk about?" Mika asked, grabbing his apple – one of the safer options he had found – and biting into it.

Shinoa swallowed down her food and picked at it as she asked, "Do you know what happened to Yuu?'

"What are you talking about?" Mitsuba asked, frowning as she glanced between Mika and Shinoa.

"You haven't gotten to work with him yet this week so you wouldn't know, but he got a black eye… and he really didn't want to talk about it when I asked. I noticed him wincing, too, when we were shelving books, but he played it off as my imagination."

Hearing this made Mika frown. He bit into his apple, growing more concerned for Yuu. Sure, Yuu could be grumpy when it came to Mika playing jokes on him, but Mika had never seen him act like this. Not that Mika knew him well enough to know how he typically acted, of course, but he still felt that something was seriously wrong with Yuu, and it pained him to not be able to help him.

I wish he would have told me more about what happened on Saturday…

But Mika knew that if he had chosen to press the issue, it would have pushed Yuu away from ever talking to him.

Shinoa took another bite of food, swallowing. "If I had thought he got irritated over being called Mika's Prince, this tops that." Her eyes met Mika's. "I was hoping you would know."

"Why would I know?" He raised an eyebrow, breaking from his thoughts. "Because you assume we're in love with each other or something?"

Shinoa shrugged. "No, but you don't ever tease him like we do. You seem like you would be closer to him than I am, considering you've been working on that school project together."

Mika shook his head, leaning back in his seat. "No. I did see the black eye, too, on Saturday, but when I asked about it I could tell he didn't want to talk about it. I even tried to ask him about it again today, but he shrugged it off." He sighed, thinking about it.

Mika had walked into the classroom a few minutes before class began, as per usual. He didn't have a habit of being late unless it was to piss someone off. His desk was in the same row as Yuu's, so on his way to his seat, he had stopped in front of Yuu, noticing how gruesome the bruise had become.

Yuu had been looking at his phone, scrolling along, though it seemed out of habit rather than interest. He had seemed to barely notice Mika; his eyes had flickered to him quickly before going back to his phone. "Hey," he had said, a little less enthusiastic than usual.

"Are you alright?" Mika had asked, hesitant to ask the question. He didn't want to upset Yuu with something he was bound to hear a million times. "Your eye looks like it hurts a lot…"

"Yeah, just fine." He glanced up from his phone, his expression still neutral. "It only hurts if I touch it. Or if I squint my eyes." His eyes returned to his phone. "Looks like class is about to start."

Mika had only sighed, realizing that short answers were all he was going to get, so he switched the subject to figure out a meeting time to finish their presentation.

Maybe I should ask him again tomorrow night. I know I shouldn't bother him, but if everyone is taking notice, then something must be wrong. He seems more distant… I need to fix that.

Shinoa broke Mika of his thoughts again. "Alright, if you don't know then that's all I have. Mitsu could you try talking to him Wednesday, maybe?"

Before Mitsuba could answer, Mika chimed in. "I don't think he wants to be pestered by the same question over and over again. I'm sure if it's something he wants to discuss, he will."

He hadn't meant to say anything, but part of him suddenly felt protective of Yuu, though Mika couldn't say why. And another part of him didn't want Yuu to confess his problems to Mitsuba. He wanted to hear what Yuu had to say, and the thought of Yuu speaking to anyone else about things had made him…what was the word… jealous? No, not jealous. He couldn't be jealous. There was no reason to be jealous.

Mika was starting to confuse himself with these thoughts, so he shook it off and paid attention to whatever new topic Shinoa and Mitsuba were suddenly talking about.


Tuesday – The Next Day

Classes and work had passed by in a blur for Yuu. Today was the one day he did not work with Shinoa or Mitsuba, so he had finally gotten a day to breathe between the prince jokes and being asked if he was alright or what had happened to his face.

He was used to the questions, though, considering it was something he'd dealt with for years now. Though despite being used to the questions, it didn't make them any less annoying, nor did Yuu ever have some great excuse to answer them with. He had learned that a simple cold shoulder and a few short answers tended to shut down the questions quickly, as it had every time Mika and Shinoa had asked him about it.

Yoichi was the only person he had come across that it failed to work against. The first time he had shrugged off his best friend's questions, it had worked. But after that first time, Yoichi had pressed him. It had been a gentle press with a few probing questions here and there, but he continued asking enough questions until he had figured it out himself and confronted Yuu about it. After that, Yuu couldn't shake Yoichi off, and he hadn't wanted to. He had always wanted to let someone know about everything.

But he only needed one person to know; one person was enough. That was why he had been so quick to shut down Shinoa and Mika's questions; neither of them needed to be involved, especially not Mika. With his worried looks and questions, Yuu could tell that Mika did care about him a little, but even so, Yuu couldn't talk to him. He couldn't talk to anyone. Not Guren, not Mika.

So if Mika brought anything up again tonight, Yuu knew he would probably have to say a few things to him that he would regret later. It was what he had always done to people who had tried to get close to him, and even though it sucked to lose a good friend, it had always been necessary.

For some reason, the thought of losing Mika pained Yuu more than usual. It was a heart-gripping pain that felt like a physical ache and only confused Yuu. He didn't know Mika well, so there was no reason for it… and yet it still remained, still hurt. It didn't matter how many times he told himself it would be for the best or how many times he reminded himself of all the times Mika had annoyed him, the ache stayed the same.

It had even begun to worsen a little as Yuu thought about the way Mika's smile brought a light to his eyes, like a bonfire lighting up the night. It was the kind of smile that was contagious, like a drug that Yuu couldn't get enough of. And his eyes… imagining seeing the sadness his words would bring those eyes hurt the most.

Maybe I should just tell him…

Yuu slapped his cheeks, trying to knock some sense into himself. He couldn't tell Mika anything, he had to remember that. The second he did tell Mika something, he would probably make fun of him or turn it into some sort of joke.

But he doesn't seem like he would do that. Not if I was being serious.

"Why is this so difficult?" Yuu shouted, conflicted as he slammed his head down against his pillow.

He was fortunate that Yoichi had decided to grab dinner alone tonight; he could yell out his problems to the air without looking psychotic.

He blew out a frustrated breath and sat up, running a hand through his hair as he checked the time. He had promised he'd meet up with Mika at the library again, and he wanted to make sure he was there on time to make up for his extreme tardiness on Saturday. After all the times Mika had arrived late, Yuu knew he didn't need to make up for anything, but he didn't care.

He made sure he had everything he needed, refusing to think about any of his earlier thoughts. His ribs still hurt a little, a reflective hiss of pain sounding from his mouth as he picked up his backpack, though the pain was much better than it had been days ago.

Deciding to drive, Yuu had arrived to the library ten minutes early, which was fine by him. He walked inside, ready to snag a table when he noticed a familiar mop of blonde hair.

"Am I imagining this or are you actually early for once?" Yuu asked, sliding into the chair across from Mika, who had a pencil in his mouth as he furiously typed away on one of the school's laptops.

The typing came to a sudden halt, a faint smile on Mika's lips as he focused his sapphire orbs on Yuu. "Ha ha, very funny," he said, his voice a little muffled by the pencil. His hand claimed the pencil a second later. "I can be early. It's just fun to be late."

"Yeah, I can tell." Yuu gestured toward the laptop as he began to take out his own computer. "What are you working on?"

"Nothing, really. Another paper for another class, you know how that goes."

Yuu nodded, taking out his notebook and pen. "Unfortunately, I do. It doesn't ever seem to cease sucking."

Mika nodded and brought his arms up into a stretch. "You seem to be in a better mood today."

Yuu looked up from turning on his laptop. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Mika looked almost hesitant to answer. "I mean that you've seemed… distant lately. Ever since Saturday I haven't seen you smile. You've seemed like you have a lot on your mind. Even Shinoa noticed it at work yesterday."

Damn it.

This was the territory Yuu had been hoping to avoid. He had expected another question about his eye – you know, if it was alright, if everything was okay, etc. – but Yuu hadn't expected Mika to have noticed any changes about him…. changes that Yuu hadn't even noticed within himself. Had he really not smiled much? And how closely had Mika been watching him to notice and remember that?

"I'm fine," he replied, his voice growing colder. He had been surprised by Mika's statement, but he had to remember what he had to do. He had to throw Mika off, so Yuu shifted his look back to his laptop. It would be easier if he didn't have to meet those sapphire eyes.

"Yuu, you're not fine." Mika's voice was soft and gentle, but honest. "I told you, you've seemed distant and distracted. You say that you're fine, but every time I look into your eyes, I can see the sadness in them."

Yuu's hands tightened, his gaze trained on his laptop. Had Mika really noticed all of that? Could Mika really see right through him? Yuu opened his mouth to tell him that it was none of his business, that he shouldn't care about him, but instead he said, "I have some personal crap that I'm dealing with."

Damn it!

He hadn't meant to say anything that could clue Mika into what had actually happened to him. It had been statements like that that had led Yoichi to guess the situation, and with how perceptive Mika seemed to be, he didn't need Mika guessing either.

"Personal things that involve your black eye?"

Yuu wanted to tell him to shut up, to stop probing for answers, but he couldn't. Something inside of him wouldn't allow him to say it. "Yeah…"

Something warm grabbed Yuu's hand. He looked up, blinking as he realized it was Mika's hand, wrapping around his own. He finally met Mika's eyes, his beautiful, oceanic eyes burning with concern and seriousness. Yuu could feel his heart lurch at the sight, his heart swelling at the intensity in them.

"Yuu, you can talk to me about anything," Mika spoke, his voice as soft and firm as his gaze. "I promise that I'm a good listener and that I won't make any jokes or wave it off. I swear."

Yuu couldn't tear his eyes away from Mika's gaze, even though he knew his eyes must have shown how vulnerable he felt, he couldn't look away. He swallowed hard, touched by Mika's offer. It surprised him to see how serious Mika was, but it was also a comfort. It was a comfort against his fears, the fears he always had about telling someone. Despite the comfort his words brought, fear still remained deep inside Yuu. Fear that Mika wouldn't want to get involved with someone like Yuu. Fear that he would be called damaged goods and tossed aside like garbage.

"We don't have to talk right now, or even today," Mika added, his voice still soft. "But we can talk whenever you're ready."

"I, uh, th-thank you," Yuu finally said, his own voice soft and low. He could feel a small lump forming in his throat that he swallowed down, fighting off the tears forming in his eyes. "I appreciate it."

Mika's face twisted into a grin, one of those contagious grins that made Yuu's face brighten. "Of course. And the offer to talk extends to any time and any place. So if it's two a.m. and you want to talk, I'll be there. I promise."

A/N: Hey guys! I meant to update this a lot sooner, but between school and another writing project I was doing, I never got the chance to. So to make up for it, this is a longer chapter that I really do hope you guys like! I really wanted to show a progression in the boys' relationship, so I hope I handled that pretty well. As always, please drop a review of your thoughts! Thank you for those of you who did leave reviews - those are always motivating!

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