Okay so I went back and changed all of the characters that had somehow gotten thrown in there. I dunno even KNOW how that happened since I'm on an AMERICAN computer writing in ENGLISH. -.-' That will forever confuse me. Anyway! Angel came back! =D So I guess I can't say I did the whole chapter by myself now since she read it and told me all of the mistakes that I hadn't fixed yet. ^^" But Angel said she was proud of me! I'm super happy!

Epilogue- Chapter 3

Rain cascaded down on the two in torrents as one ran away and the other followed. Despite the cold water sliding down across their skin, the two continued their game of chase, laughing happily. In the back of his mind Fuji worried about Ryoma catching a cold but brushed the thought aside when he saw the other boys expression. Sometimes simply acting like a child was all that one needed to free himself of worries and troubles. Giving in, Fuji decided to let Ryoma catch him. He didn't expect the boy to literally pounce on his back though, wrapping his lightly tanned arms around his neck while his legs wrapped around a narrow waist. Laying his head on Fuji's shoulder, Ryoma whispered softly in a husky voice that came from too much laughter, "Thank you, Syuusuke."

All Fuji wanted was Ryoma to be happy. It was almost painful how much he loved Ryoma. He was surprised with himself as well at how much he could love a boy he used to think of as a pet. Bringing his hands up to where Ryoma's were locked around his neck, Fuji gave them a gentle squeeze before sliding them back down to get a firmer grip on the boys legs. Chuckling lightly at the small jump he received, the brunette slowly started making his way back to Ryoma's apartment. They were already soaked to the bone so why not just go slow anyway and enjoy the feel of Ryoma's warm chest on his back? There was nothing wrong in wanting to feel connected.

Ryoma was feeling the small traces of despair creep into his mind once again as he held onto Fuji, pressing against the boys back as he buried his head in his shoulder. Fuji said he loved him. But Ryoma said he loved Seiichi and Fuji. Remembering the kiss between Seiichi and Akaya, Ryoma concluded that Seiichi didn't love him. Which meant that he was experiencing a one-sided love and a mutual love at the same time. Letting out an almost inaudible sigh Ryoma pressed tighter against Fuji. They were just about home and Ryoma realized that he was already thinking of Fuji being in his home turned into home in general. Was he that used to the brunette's presence? "At first I hated you," Ryoma whispered in Fuji's ear, the barest hint of sadness in his voice.

Fuji only chuckled in response before he admitted in his deep yet slightly feminine voice, "I thought of you as an adorable homeless kitten waiting for someone to take it home. You were constantly asleep yet you always knew just when to wake up. "And your eye..." Fuji took a breath as he remembered the pain in Ryoma's eye from earlier that day. "Your eye reveals everything you're feeling." Shrugging slightly, Fuji readjusted his hold on Ryoma's body, making sure the boy wouldn't slip as he climbed up the stairs. Fortunately for him, Ryoma was a really light boy. Almost too light, Fuji thought in the back of his mind. "Have you been getting enough to eat?"

Ryoma shrugged, releasing his grip around Fuji's neck and slid down from his back once they got to his door.

"You need to eat, Ryoma." Fuji frowned, shutting the door behind him once they walked in. Once again Ryoma only shrugged.

"I don't really eat a lot," Actually, Ryoma thought as a memory from before he left popped into his head, if Akaya hadn't dragged me to the cafeteria during lunch I probably would've forgotten to eat back then too. So he wasn't lying to Fuji when he said he didn't eat a lot. But lately his appetite had grown even smaller than before. The thought of Akaya sent a small spike of pain through Ryoma's heart but the boy ignored it. I'm with Syuusuke right now, he reasoned as he pushed the pain away.

"Still," Fuji argued, giving a look that clearly stated he disapproved of Ryoma's eating habits. "You're always going to look like a chibisuke if you don't eat right." A golden eye widened, flashing with pain before Ryoma lowered his head and blocked off whatever it was he was feeling.

"Never," Ryoma hissed out as he glared up at Fuji through his bangs, "say that word again, Fuji."

Fuji? Ryoma hadn't called him "Fuji" in weeks. Eyes narrowing in confusion the brunette looked at Ryoma and stated in a low voice, "What word and why must I never say it again, Ryoma?" Purposely placing a heavy emphasis on the boys name should let him now the reason behind Fuji's anger. He watched as Ryoma's lightly tanned hands balled themselves into fists at his side, a slight tremble shaking his entire body, and the tight set of his jaw.

"Because, Syuusuke," Ryoma hissed once again as he lifted his head to stare directly into the narrowed ocean blue eyes, letting the other boy see the raw pain he felt slicing at his heart, "chibisuke is what my brother called me."

Guilt ran deep through Fuji's core when he heard those words. Here he was getting angry at Ryoma when he himself had reminded the boy of something he had been trying so hard to forget. Careless. That's what Fuji had been. "'M sorry," he whispered softly, reaching out for the boy but Ryoma pulled away.

"It's late, call your parents and tell them you're sleeping over at a friends." Ryoma ordered before he disappeared down the hall into his room looking for one of his larger sized shirts for the older boy to wear. As if in a daze Fuji followed the younger boys orders. At first his mother was against it but with how hard the rain was pouring and the threat of lightning she finally consented. It would be dangerous to try going out in this weather, especially at night. "The shower is on your left," Ryoma informed from his room, "and the towels are under the sink."

Despite how cruel his words had been Ryoma was still being nice to him, Fuji realized as he made his way down the hallway, ignoring the open door on his left. "Ryoma," he said softly, walking into the bedroom where Ryoma was currently sitting on the floor in front of an open dresser. Shocked by the other boys voice Ryoma turned around and looked at him over his shoulder.

"Didn't hear me? The showers on your left, well right now. The towels are in the cabinet under the sink," Ryoma informed again, turning away to resume his search of the illusive large shirts. The cold body pressing against his back made him jump, a shiver escaping him as the cold seeped into his skin once again. "Syuusuke?"

Really, Fuji thought as he wrapped his arms tighter around Ryoma, pulling the boy back against him, "You don't know how much I love you, Ryoma."

And chapter 3 of the Epilogue chapters is DONE!