The blankets became more tangled up during the night as Yukito whimpered in his sleep, leaving the warmth of Touya's body, hearing the word over and over in his mind. `Faggot'. He squirmed unconsciously out of the strong arms that enveloped him and became trapped more into his nightmare. Suddenly, he cried out and sat up straight in bed, gasping and breathing heavily, his eyes wide. He looked over at Touya, who was still fast asleep.. the boy could sleep through a hurricane.. Yukito trembled uncontrollably and curled up slightly, sobbing into his hands. It had seemed so real.. Still shivering, he pulled some random clothes on, not caring if they were even his.. He planted a kiss on Touya's forehead, tears rolling swiftly down his cheeks.. "I'm sorry." He whispered quietly, hearing a contented murmur in the darkness as his reply. "I love you."

"Mm...love you too, Yuki.." Touya mumbled into the pillow, giggling a little, and Yukito waited until he was outside the apartment building before he broke down into tears, sitting on the grass alone outside in the middle of the night.

Touya's hand patted the other side of the bed where Yukito was supposed to be, and it took him a couple of minutes in his half-conscious state to realize that the bed was empty. He lifted his head, wild black hair falling into his face. "Yuki?" He mumbled and looked around, scratching his head and wiping the sleep from his eyes. There was no response. He frowned quizzically and walked around the apartment in his boxers, hearing sounds from outside. Touya walked out onto the balcony and saw Yukito's figure, doubled over and sobbing, and he jerked back like he was hit, quickly throwing a pair of pants on.. No matter how much he loved Yukito, there was nothing that would make him run out in boxers in this neighborhood. As he sprinted out the door, he stared in disbelief at the huddled, quaking mass on the lawn. "Yuki?" The figure twitched and whimpered. "Honey, what are you doing?" He said softly, walking over and kneeling on the grass, tracing his slender fingers through the silvery hair.

"N.. nothing.. g.. g.. go away." Was the choked reply.

"Nope. I'm just gonna sit right here." He plopped onto the grass and gently wrapped his arm around the other boy's shoulders. "What's wrong?"

"I just... I can't...this..."

"..Is this about that guy in the restaurant yesterday?" Touya asked quietly. Yukito nodded. "Oh.. sweetie...just forget it.." He wrapped his other arm around Yuki's body and pulled him closer, holding the trembling body against his own, stroking Yukito's hair gently. "Don't worry about assholes like that." Yukito let out a sob and buried his face in Touya's shoulder, where he stayed until the sun rose from it's rest and the city began to come to life..and when everyone was waking up, two lovers were lying blissfully in each other's arms.. and they could not care less about what anyone else thought.. the only people that mattered was them.