Disclaimer is the same as on the first chapter.

This is from Kens P.O.V. YAY

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WHY? Why won't he come out? The doors been locked for two days straight, and…. And I don't know what to do anymore. I just wanna know if he's okay. If he's ALIVE.

My poor poor Omittchi. He's gone through so much and still they put him through more. First he never knows who he truly is and when he finds out it's backlash is that Aya hates him. He had a family and he killed almost all of them in a way, whether it was directly or not. I just don't know how to get him out. I've tried so many times, we all have.

This is my last chance. Please answer the door, Omi.

*knock knock*

Softly my fist raps the door, as if I'm afraid I'll scare him away.

"Omi?"

No answer. Please ….

"Omi….OMI!!"

Oh God, Omi. Please answer me I…. I just need to hear your voice. Tell me your alive. What's this? My fingers brush my face, they come away with a dampness on them. Tears!? I don't remember the last time I cried. I feel my throat start to dry out and my breath becomes more ragged.

"Omi…." I can here the harshness of my voice as I give it one final shot.

"Please Omi…..please answer me. Please tell me your still in there. Tell me that your still alive….answer me Omi…I know that your not okay….but please tell me your in there….Please?"

Slowly I drop my forehead against the door that is keeping me from my Omittchi. I could only hope that the soft padding on the floor behind the door was him coming to let me in. But why do that? Why finally let one of us in? Especially me.

Sure enough the door creeks and against my will I can feel my eyes widen as I take in the lithe form of Omi. The dark bags that lay under his eyes tell me that he hasn't gotten enough sleep, and all of the sudden I don't know what to do.

"What do you want?" His voice is dry and raspy from not being used. A pang slashes sharply through my chest and I take this frail boy into my arms, burying my face in his shoulder. I fell the tears escape my eyes once again as I hold the boy I care for so much. I cant even begin to understand the joy I feel at seeing him still alive. Almost as if he was hesitant I feel his arms wrap gently around my waist and his face buried in my neck. Words spill from my mouth faster then I can think.

"Thank God. Oh thank God your alive….. We were all so worried ..that you had" I feel my voice hitch slightly as I think of what I could've found. " Your alive. Oh Omi"

I feel him pull away slightly and I'm terrified that he'll shove me out of his life again. I don't know as if I could handle that.

"Did you….Ken…did you carry me back from the park?"

My mind flashes back to that day, as I vividly remember hearing Omi's heart wrenching cry. I can still feel my heart speed up as I thought that something had happened to him. My feet carried me over their as fast as I could and I only remember the wide staring blank eyes of Ouka as I gently pry Omi away from her wilting body. I remember Omi struggling to get back to his imoto-chan as I tightened my grip. From there I picked him up and carried him away from that depressing site of devastation.

Gently I nod my head against his shoulder. Unable to form words. All of the sudden words tear from his throat as he collapses from my embrace.

"WHY? Why does he care so much? What's so special about me? Why waste your time on a pathetic person like me?"

"Omi….do you really think your pathetic?" From the black look I received, I realize that he didn't mean to say that out loud.

" Why Ken? Why do you care so much about me?" His voice is small and broken, and I cant help but soften my eyes and scoop him up into my arms. Quickly I stride over to his bed where I lay him down and peel the covers out from under him. I see him stiffen not quite sure about what I'm going to do, I gently shake my head and climb in next to him. I pull him against me immediately as I am determined to make him understand why he's important.

"Omi for the past two days we have had the shop closed. All or us took turns trying to get you to come out. None of us were able to do that until today. Why you finally let one of us, let alone me, in baffles me. Yohji has gone through more packets of cigarettes in the last two days than he ever has in one week. He's worried about you Omi. Even Aya is worried. He hasn't gone to see his sister because he's worried that he'll come back and you'll....well you'll be gone. You mean so much to everyone here Omittchi. We all miss you coming down in the morning and smiling brightly. Ya know that we all used to take your cheerful smile for granted. When you came in each morning that smile plastered on your face, fake or not, it brightened everyone's day. I miss your laugh and how you used to blush every time a girl tried to flirt with you. How we would go out on or breaks and you would kick the soccer ball around with me even though you would rather be inside. I miss laying in the grass with you curled up against my side, watching the clouds. I miss all of you Omi. I wish you could tell me what's wrong because I want to be there for you. I want to hold you tight and make all you worries go away. I..... I just want you to be happy Omittchi."

I waited for his response. When none came my courage slowly drained and left me empty. Reluctantly I started to pull away, until his small arms tightened their hold and his face was buried in my chest.

" Ken.....I......" he sighed, I don't think this was easy. I almost smiled when I felt him snuggle closer." I just don't understand. Masafumi and Hirofumi were bad. They did horrible things to people, yet they were my brothers. And no matter how many times I tell myself that it doesn't matter I always feel a tight clench around my heart....when I think of how I killed them." He stops as I slowly start to run my hand up and down his back. " Then Ouka... She was...well she was my little imoto-chan. My little sister. Then She was dead. No less than five minutes after I found out we were family did she die. In my arms. And there was nothing....NOTHING.... I could do to prevent it. Everyone I ever new or loved is gone....I don't have anyone else. I'm alone. I don't like this feeling. It hurts me to know that I may never be able to be around people cause they'll get hurt."

" You have me Omittchi." I respond quickly. "You'll always have Aya, Yohji and I. You'll never be alone as long as I'm around. I'll never leave your side my Omittchi." My breathed hitches quickly in my throat as I realize what I have just said. I started to pull away again, but his arms tightened their grip almost painfully and I stopped moving.

"Thank you Ken-kun. Thank you so much." He responded almost silently. Slowly he tilted his head up till his beautiful cornflower blue eyes met mine. For a moment neither of us moved. "I need you to be here Ken-kun. I need someone to hold me. Someone to be there with me through each night. Someone to.....to love me. And Ken-kun" He gently placed a finger to my lips as I tried to interrupt." No. Let me finish. Ken-kun I want it to be you. I want to be held by you. I always feel safe when you are around."

And suddenly his soft wet pink lips were pressed gently against mine. I froze for a moment, not quite sure this was real. Then I melt, my mouth and tongue become jelly against his. He tastes so sweet. I stretch my body and move so I am straddling him, I snake my tongue along his full bottom lip begging silently for entrance. I slowly push my tongue in his mouth, rubbing gently along his still one. Ever so slowly his tongue started to tangle with mine and I allow my hands to travel slowly down his lean body. I hate to pull away but I just cant find my breath anymore. Gasping I tear my lips from his, hands stuck on his stomach. I smile and lean down to tell him how I feel.

" I'll always hold you. For as long as you want me too."

For once a true smile comes across his lips as he reaches up to claim my lips once again.

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THE END….oy oy really I'm just stalling cuz I cant seem to find the right words to finish the…other….part. Hehe.

SEE YA LATER.