~Disclaimer: I don't own these sweet and innocent characters that we've all come to shape and mold like clay... but, as always, they don't belong to me. Just have fun reading and enjoy the moment.

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"ROWEN!" Ryo yelled, failing in his attempts to raise his voice over the music. He was too confused to be upset. Hell, he was too confused to be anything BUT. He looked around the room one more time before rushing back to the table.

"What's wrong, Ryo?" Cye asked, noticing the sweat forming on his brow and the look in his eyes. "What happened?"

Ryo sat down, taking a deep breath. "Nothing. I'm just tired from dancing and stress."

Cye's eyebrows arched, "Stress?" 'Where did that come from?' he thought.

"Don't worry about it." Ryo grabbed a hold of his margarita and took a strong gulp.

Mia smirked, shrugging and followed Ryo's lead.

Kento returned about 10 minutes later, after the wave of dancing had ended. He sat down just as the normal lights turned back on and the dancing music faded away. He plopped his heavy, but cheerful, body down in his seat and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Man," he exclaimed, "I'm hungry."

Cye and Mia laughed. Ryo just rolled his eyes.

"So how's that cute waitress of yours?" Kento asked, a gleam in his eye.

Ryo bit his lip, shaking his head, "Nothing. She's not my type."

"So I'm not your type, eh?" Anne stood behind him, a hurt look on her face.

Ryo coughed, "Well, I meant you're pretty and all, but-"

"No, it's okay. I just thought you were drunk alread-" she quickly covered her mouth and apologized.

Kento hollered and laughed.

"Oh, I see how it is now," Ryo growled playfully.

"I'm sorry! It's not like that, you just looked sad and I wanted to make you feel better."

Ryo smiled, shaking his head, "No, its okay. Don't worry about it."

Kento smirked, "Alright, apologizes accepted, not can we get some food up in here!?" he cried, a wide smile stretched across his face.

Anne laughed, "Okay, I'm sorry. What do you guys want?" She stood and scribbled everyone's order down on a piece of paper and smiled when she was done. "Alright, your food will be here in little bit." She nodded at Ryo again, showing how sorry she was and turned around, heading for the kitchen.

"So how was the dance floor guys?" Mia asked, pulling her skirt down.

Kento bit his lip as hard as he could, a cheap grin plastered on his lips. "It was fine!"

Ryo refrained from replying.

"Well... Ryo? Was Anne a good dancer?" Cye asked.

He shrugged, "It was okay."

Kento chugged the last of his beer, groaning, "Who wants to go and get another drink with me?" he asked, pounding his beer on the table.

Ryo took the last sip of his and nodded at Kento, "I will."

Kento and Ryo stood up and started to walk over the huge bar. They both grabbed a empty stool and waited for the bartender to help them.

Ryo pulled back his thick locks and pulled down his red sweater. "Kento," he started, quietly, "What if I told you something hypothetically?"

Kento looked into Ryo's eyes, "Shoot,"

"What if I said I thought I saw Rowen?"

Kento waited to answer, looking for something more in Ryo's eyes. He was looking beyond that wall that he built up, "Ryo, I know you're still upset. But you said yourself that we are here to take our minds off everything. You probably have Rowen on the brain and your brain tricked you into seeing him."

Ryo nodded, "I know, but..." he sighed, "I swear it was him!"

Kento slapped Ryo's shoulder. "Stop. It's all good. Now lets order a drink." He called the bartender over and ordered two shots.

"C'mon, Ryo. To tonight." He held up his shot, waiting for Ryo to do the same.

"To tonight..." Ryo replied. They clinked their glasses together and downed the shots.

The rest of the night was just a blur to Ryo. Every time he went to the dance floor, it felt like someone was watching him. Waiting for him to mess up. Every once and a while, Ryo could swear that Rowen was around. He kept seeing a blue haired guy. But when he could get a good look at him, he would turn around or fade back into the crowd. 10:30 quickly became 2:00 and Mia was rounding up everyone to go home.

"Jesus, Kento," Mia mumbled underneath his weight as he helped him to the car. "How much did you drink? You're plastered!"

"Tha's no righ.... I onlee had..." Kento miserably held up three fingers, "Tres drinkos."

Cye laughed in his own drunken state. "Good job, Kent. You beat us all."

Ryo felt like being sick as soon as he sat down in the car. He grabbed his stomach, feeling the acid climb up his throat.

"Ugh... guys, I'm going to be sick..." He stood up and got out of the car.

"Where are you going, Ryo?" Mia asked, hinting anger.

"Mi, I'm going to hurl. Lemme go to the bathroom at leas."

She shook her head and waved him off with her hand. "If you're not back in 5 minutes, we're leaving without you."

He nodded and dragged himself towards the entrance again. He finally made his way inside and to the restroom, barely missing the toilet. He groaned, hearing other guys do the same.

'God dammit,' he thought to himself. 'I hate this.'

He stomach feeling a little better, and a little lighter, he went to the sink. He washed his mouth out and splashed his face with water, then looked in the mirror to see how bad he looked. He rubbed his eyes, then blinked a couple of times, finally resting them on Rowen.

Rowen was behind him, staring into his eyes. He looked pissed.

Ryo whipped around, but no one was there. He felt the goose bumps flame his arms.

"Alright, Rowen. What's going on?" he said quietly to himself, still looking around the bathroom.

There was nothing to reply to him. No one was left in the bathroom either.

Ryo turned back around and splashed his face again. He looked at himself in the mirror again. Rowen was right next to him, breathing down his neck.

"Ryo, what are you doing here?"

"What the fuck?!" Ryo screamed, swatting at whatever was just there. He wouldn't believe that it was Rowen, there was no way it could've been. "Whoever it is better stop!" he cried out in blind anger.

"Ryo..." echoed in the bathroom.

Ryo jumped, hearing the vent come on. "It's just the heat, Ryo. chill the hell out..." he said to himself. But as it blew, white feathers started to float down.

"Rowen!" Ryo almost screamed. "If this is really you, why are you fucking around?! Come out, come out and show me!"

The restroom door opened and slammed shut.

Dead silence followed. Ryo breathed heavily, listening to his own heart beat.

"Ryo."

Ryo flipped around, his stunned tiger blue eyes hauntingly being started into by a pair of clear blues.

Rowen stood there, shirtless and pale. His eyes were an eerie colored blue and his blue hair had somehow lightened. Lofty and weightless wings floated behind him, white feathers falling to the ground.

Ryo couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't do anything but stare into the blue eyes that so dangerously provoked him. "... Rowen?" he whispered through his crackled lips, not any higher than a whisper.

Rowen closed his eyes and took a step back, leaning against the wall.

Ryo felt the tears forming in his eyes. "What... what happened? All this time... and you have nothing to say to me?" Ryo cried, crystal clear tears crawling down his cheeks.

Rowen slowly opened his eyes, tilting his head to the side. He fixed defiant stare into Ryo's tiger blue eyes.

Ryo squinted his eyes, wondering if what was happing was real. "Rowen?"

"Ryo...." Rowen blinked, one single tear tracing the side of his face. "Tell me why..."

Ryo creased his eyebrows together, "Tell you what, Rowen?"

Suddenly, the bathroom door slammed open, Anne appearing behind Ryo.

Ryo looked back to where Rowen was, but he was no longer there.