Ritsu scrambled away to the edge of the bed as he watched the hooded man grin and come closer to him with the knife.

"Get away from me!" he yelled desperately. His breaths grew ragged, sounding so loud in the confines of his mind.

The man ignored Ritsu and came closer, "What's wrong Ritsu? Tell me." His tone was mocking, as if he was enjoying the whole play.

He lifted the knife and aimed it for his head. Ritsu jumped from the bed before the man could touch him and ran to the door. Within moments he heard the man behind him, it made Ritsu tense with fear so acute he almost stumbled on his own feet.

Where did Takano go? He was here a second ago.

Was he abandoned?

"Ritsu stop!" before he could open the door, the man grabbed his arms and spun him around, pining them over his head.

Ritsu shut his eyes tightly and fought for dear life.

"Damn it Ritsu! Enough!" The man held tighter on his hands making him wince, he had to get away from him! Everything was spinning, he couldn't think strait; the man's face was now a blur.

Ritsu leaned in and bit the man's neck hard.

Instead of causing pain the man only moaned.

Ritsu instantly let go, choking back bile, feeling sick. The man held his arms with one hand and the other he raised the knife to his face again. Ritsu screamed. He screamed hysterically as he tried to free his hands. His own yells were hurting his sensitive ears but he didn't care. His lungs burned, his muscles screaming as his body kept flinging itself all over the place, trying desperately to escape.

He had to get away!

Ritsu kicked the man on the stomach, the man wasn't expecting that and he flew back, letting Ritsu go in the process.

Ritsu twisted around, his eyes darting everywhere making him dizzy, and opened the door.

Right into Yokozawa,

Ritsu sagged in relief against Yokozawa; he would get him to Takano.

"Onodera? What's…?" His voice sounded so far away, like he was speaking through a tunnel.

Ritsu feinted.

-Takano

Yokozawa held Ritsu's unconscious body awkwardly in his arms. "What the hell happen in here?" He yelled at Takano who was nursing his stomach and scowling.

"You're telling me? I'm still trying to figure that out!" Takano came over and grabbed Ritsu out of his hands. "I don't know, all of a sudden he was yelling and fighting me. " Takano went back into the bedroom and laid Ritsu down, Yokozawa followed them.

"Could it be the poison?" Yokozawa murmured to himself. If it was then they were more in trouble than they realized. Ritsu was a new-born and with this traumatic situation he could be mentally scared by this.

"Poison? What poison?" Takano's voice turned desperate, he frantically started to check Ritsu.

"Hiroki found it on the knife. It's called Elpaline. It brings your worst fear to life, humans don't last a day with it and apparently the poison only lasts for three days."

"I never heard of it." This couldn't be happening. Not to his Ritsu, Takano had the faintest thought that he should have left Ritsu alone. Then he wouldn't be suffering has he is now.

"The poison is scarce. Not much people have come in contact with it."

"Antidote?" Takano asked hopefully.

Yokozawa gravely shook his head. If the poison already had this kind of strong effect in a few hours Yokozawa couldn't imagine what would happen when a full day goes by.

Takano cursed. "Who else came in contact with the poison?"

"Chiaki, that's it."

Takano sighed. "Go check on him. I'll go talk with Hiroki later."

Yokozawa nodded and headed off.

Takano kissed Ritsu's forehead.

"Don't worry Ritsu, I'm going to find you an antidote and then I'm going to kill all those fucks that dared harm the person I love."

-Chiaki

Chiaki ran out the room only to bump into Hatori.

Hatori frowned as he righted Chiaki, "What happened? I heard a scream…"

Chiaki looked back in the room yet no one was there. What the hell?

"Yoshino?" Hatori's hands came up to wipe Chiaki's tears away. "What happened?" His voice was smoothing, calm. He came closer to him making Chiaki draw back.

Chiaki blinked. He was crying? He hadn't cried since the day he found his lovers grave.

Was his mind finally breaking?

"Yoshino?" Chiaki blinked repeatedly, trying to get his head out of this daze.

"I'm fine." Ugh, his voice was so raspy from the earlier scream. He pushed away Hatori's concerned hands and reentered the room. "I just-"

Chiaki froze when he saw Hayate by the window again. Chiaki looked away quickly. His heart squeezed with pain, he could hardly breathe. He wasn't there; it was an illusion, nothing more.

"You left me." Hayate's voice echoed in the empty room.

Startled Chiaki looked at Hayate's disappearing form, "No!" Chiaki blinked; no one was there. Shaken Chiaki backed away until he bumped into Hatori.

"Hey, Yoshino." Hatori grabbed Chiaki and led him to the sofa, Chiaki was to heart-broken to care. "Yoshino tell me what's going on? Who were you screaming at?" Hatori ran his hands over his face, concerned and a little frightened was evident in his eyes.

Chiaki said nothing. He was calming down by Hatori's smooth comfort.

He studied the room now wanting Hayate here, he wanted to explain, and he wanted to apologize.

He wanted to hold him again.

"Chiaki…" Hatori cupped his cheeks and lifted his head to him. Blue eyes looked at him with concern.

"I'm sorry…I just…" Fresh tears threaten to fall once again.

"Chiaki…" Chiaki's eyes widened as Hatori leaned down to kiss him. Wait what? Wasn't he disgusted by that?

Just as Hatori's lips were to touch his in the corner of his eyes he saw Hayate.

"You'll choose another man then?" Chiaki pushed Hatori away and got up to face Hayate.

He was gone.

Chiaki looked frantically around. Where did he go? Where!? Chiaki yelled out in frustration.

Let him be crazy, he didn't care.

For so long he'd suffered immeasurable grief. He'd walked around like the living dead in an existence of nothing but longing and pain.

Alone.

Without Hayate,

He didn't ask for this life. He didn't want it. It seemed like a thick haze filled his vision, making him blind to everything else.

"Chiaki…" Hatori brushed the backs of his fingers down her cheek, willing Chiaki to meet his gaze.

Chiaki choked on his sobs. Arms circled around him. The warmth shocked him, brought him back to reality. What the hell was happening to him? He felt like he was going into insanity one moment and then clarity in another.

Hatori picked him up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom where he threw him on the bed and climbed on top.

"Hatori?" Hatori leaned down and captured his lips in a searing kiss.

Chiaki couldn't help the moan as Hatori brought his desire to the peak with only the kiss.

It was so wired at the same time, he felt like he was drowning, roaring in his ears, he couldn't swim, and couldn't move, and then he felt an arm bringing him up to the surface.

And an arm bringing him down again,

Hatori leaned away to kiss his forehead. He wiped the tears away from his cheeks.

"Chiaki, i-"

"Chiaki! Open up!" Yokozawa banged on the door. Hatori groaned. Chiaki jumped realizing where he was and what he was doing.

"Ah, coming." Hatori didn't get up; he leaned down again for another kiss. "We'll talk later." Chiaki blushed, Hatori moved to open the door. What did he mean? What did he want to talk about? Chiaki covered his mouth, Hatori kissed him?

"Where's Chiaki?'

Chiaki frowned as he came from the bedroom. "What's wrong?" Yokozawa looked worried, he was never worried.

"Are you alright? Is there anything strange happening to you right now?"

Chiaki frowned. "I'm-"

Hayate smiled at him. He was next to Hatori. Chaiki blinked.

My God they were almost twins, only Hatori looked younger, he was also a good inch taller and his hair was a lighter brown.

"Chiaki?"

Chiaki couldn't take his eyes off him. He wanted nothing else but Hayate.

"Damn it Chiaki!" Yokozawa got in front of him blacking his vision.

"Get out of my way! Hayate-" was gone. Chiaki growled in frustration. How dare he try to separate him and his lover? He needed his sword, he wanted to kill. Yokozawa flinched as Chiaki's eyes turned black with anger. Yokozawa knew he was losing control, if he didn't stop him he will not hesitate to kill anyone in his way.

"Chiaki listen to me. He's not here it's an illusion."

Hatori watched Chiaki silently. It was obvious that he was still in love with Hayate. He didn't know how to take that in, the anguish and despair on Chiaki's face though had his heart aching.

"No, he's-"

"You are poisoned."

Chiaki froze. "What?" Hatori came around and brought Chiaki close to him. Chiaki blinked, he could think clearly again. What the...?

"What do you mean he's poisoned?" Hatori asked quickly. His voice shook with fear.

"Its' called Elpaline and it makes your worst fear come to life….Chiaki this lasts there days. A human couldn't get through the first day."

"So what I'm seeing…"

"Isn't there."

Chiaki laughed humorously, his hands came up to cover the disgust on his face. He parted from Hatori and the black fog came again to bring darkness and disorder in his mind. His worst fear was Hayate seeing him now, watch what a monster he'd become.

"Yoshino?" Hatori reached for him.

Chiaki gashed his teeth. He couldn't look at Hatori right now.

Not like this.

Chiaki shifted.