Authors Note: Thanks to Suki-chan36, Love Suicide, BelieveInMagicAlways and Saltypepper for reviewing the last chapter. This one is short, but I hope you still enjoy it!!

By the way, for any Death Note fans who may happen to be reading this, I'm working on a Death Note story :D YAY!

The next morning I woke up early because I had agreed to help Manna and Duke at the winery that day. I winced as a placed my feet on the cold floor.

As I got ready to leave, I thought about all the things that had happened between Gray and I lately. I was confused about how Gray felt about me, but at least I knew how he felt about gay people. At least I knew we would still be friends if I were to admit to him that I was gay.

Gray had already left. He said he was going to start going back to work, but since it was Thursday he couldn't since Saibara's shop was closed. Instead, he went up to Mother's Hill. I had asked if I could go with him, but he said he was too scared for me to come after I had almost fallen.

Once I had gotten to the winery, I was greeted with a mischievous smile from Manna. I wasn't sure what it was supposed to mean, so I ignored it.

"Hello, Manna." I told her.

"Hi, Cliff." She giggled.

"What are you laugh-" Before I could get anything else out, Duke walked into the room.

"Ready to get to work?" He asked me.

"As always." I replied, deciding to drop Manna's suspicious behavior.

Outside, Duke and I picked berries for the wine in cold silence. After a long time of this, Duke started a conversation.

"So, Cliff…" He started uneasily. "You know how my wife loves to gossip…"

"Yeah…?" I prodded uneasily.

"Well, I don't always know if what she says is always true. You know how rumors spread," I nodded, wondering where this was going. "So I thought that I should ask you, directly. She told me…you and Gray are going out now."

I sighed in frustration. Why does everyone think Gray and I are a couple? I wondered. It's not like Gray's gay…

"We're not a couple." I stated flatly.

"Yeah, I didn't think so," He said quickly, looking a bit embarrassed for asking. "It's just that she told me she actually saw you two holding hands in Rose Square…"

I don't want to be having this conversation. I racked my brain for an excuse to leave.

"Well, I have to get going," I said quickly. "I told Carter I would help him out at the church…" Duke didn't see through my lie.

"Right. Thanks for the help, Cliff!" I waved goodbye to him as I rushed down the road.

As I headed towards the church, I felt like everyone I passed was watching me. Manna had such a big mouth, who knows how many people she had already told?

"Carter!" I exclaimed, louder than I had intended, as I busted through the church doors.

Carter stared at me, worry filling his face. "What's wrong, Cliff?" He asked.

I suddenly became aware of the tears streaming down my face. I took a deep breath to calm myself down, and began to explain. "Well Manna saw Gray and I at Rose Square holding hands and now she's told everyone that we're a couple and I don't want anyone thinking that because we're not but maybe I want us to be…" I had to stop once I ran out of air.

"Calm down, Cliff," Carter told me reassuringly. "Now, let me see if I can understand. Your upset because Manna saw you and Gray holding hands and now people are spreading rumors that you two are going out, and you think you might wish that the rumors were true?"

I thought about what he said, wondering if I should deny or protest anything, but ended up deciding just to nod.

Carter sat down on a bench next to me. "So, why were you two holding hands?" He asked.

I lightly blushed but answered the question. "He was upset." I explained. "I was trying to comfort him."

Carter nodded. "So Manna saw that and interpreted it as something more…" He turned to face me. "Cliff, if anyone asks just say the rumors aren't true."

"But-"

Carter interrupted me. "You love Gray."

I paused for a moment before slowly nodding.

"Why don't you just tell him?" I gulped. He said it like it was so easy!

"I'm just…scared." I protested.

"I understand that," Carter assured me. "But what if he feels the same way?"

"He doesn't."

He shrugged, standing up. "I guess you'll never know if you don't ask."

I stood up and smiled. Muttering a thanks, I headed outside.

So, I wondered, What do I tell Gray?