A/N: Strangely….this whole story idea came to me while I was eating dinner…which was rice, peas, iced tea, and chicken…which is why I made Fayt eat that in the story. XD I was easing rather slowly too….the whole thing came to me like a movie…Albel yelling at Fayt and saying he had a surprise for him…I didn't know what it was either…until Albel was storming off and Fayt was left alone. I kind of had to modify it a little, because I couldn't remember exactly how it went…and I also decided to divide it into two parts….well…at least two, just because I'm evil and wanted you to panic and go, "What will Fayt do?"

Disclaimer: Ludair and Fier are mine….but nothing else is.

Fayt slowly walked over to the fireplace and saw the picture of Albel that had been placed on the mantel. Albel standing in front of the house, sticking out his tongue immaturely. Fayt gently tipped the picture over. They had been living in the house for three years together. They used to fight a lot before they came to live with each other. They couldn't afford the house on their own, but only by pooling their money.

Fayt clenched his hands into a fist. If only he had seen the signs earlier. He had liked Albel for a long time, even back when they were fighting in high school. Fighting with Albel had always made him happy. When they graduated from high school, both of them had nowhere to go. Their parents had both died and their guardians could no longer take care of them. They realized how similar they both were and had decided to live together.

Fayt leaned against the wall, trying to fight back the tears. Albel had always cared for him and he had cared for Albel. Why couldn't they have been happy together?

A sudden scream from outside jerked Fayt out of his musings. He looked worriedly towards the front door.

"Oh my god, it's a zombie! Ludair, save me!"

"Easy, Fier. It's not a zombie. He's still alive," Ludair murmured. (A/N: -laughs loudly and longly just like Shigure from Fruits Basket- You thought Albel was dead, didn't you? XDDDDDDDDDD I love doing this!)

"Yes, no thanks to you buddy," a familiar angry voice shouted. "What the fuck was that? Were you honestly trying to kill me? Do you call that driving? You're a fucking idiot!"

Fayt's heart skipped a beat. Albel was still alive? He had another chance.

"Now he's trying to kill you! It's a cursed day, I tell you! Someone has to die!"

"Shut up and help me," Ludair wheezed.

Fayt raced outside. "Albel!" he shouted joyfully.

Albel was lying on the ground, reaching up to try to strangle the silver-haired man who had bent over to look at him. A redhead was nearby, running around spazzing. The scene outside momentarily froze as they noticed Fayt.

Albel looked at Fayt, slightly startled. He released Ludair's collar and the man moved away from him quickly. "What are you doing out here?" he asked softly.

"I thought you were dead," Fayt whispered. "I heard the crunch of impact and-" He shuddered.

Albel sighed and attempted to get up, by winced in pain. "I'm okay, Fayt. He tried to stop, so he didn't hit me all that hard. I just blacked out of a second." He shot a murderous glance at Fier, the redhead, who was sitting, shaking with barely controlled excitement. "It's just because of that idiot that you assumed I was dead. If you had just heard the impact, you would have come out to see if I was okay."

"But you looked dead," Fier said nervously. He fidgeted.

"Keep quiet and keep still!" Albel roared. "As soon as I can stand, I will kick your ass!"

"No, don't get up," Fayt said quickly. "You're in no condition to fight. You might have broken something."

Albel scowled. "I'm fine, Fayt."

Fayt gently knelt down and heaved Albel to his feet and walked him back inside, supporting him. Albel glowered at this, but he was too weak to push Fayt away.

Once they were inside, Fayt lowered Albel onto a couch. "Why did you give me the house?" Fayt asked quietly.

"It's none of your business," Albel snapped.

"Please, tell me. I care about you."

Albel sighed and rolled his eyes. "I can't stand being near you, but I didn't want to kick you out of the house because of me, so I figured the best way would be if I left."

"And look what happened," Fayt murmured.

Albel scowled. "It's all your fault."

Fayt looked stunned.

"If you had eaten a little faster, I probably wouldn't have gotten hit," Albel continued, staring holed into the ceiling.

"I'm sorry," Fayt whispered.

"Damn it," Albel growled. "I love you too much. I can't take it! Let me go!" He attempted to rise, but Fayt pushed him back down.

"Albel, don't you see?" Fayt said miserably. "I don't want the house."

"Fine then, I'll take the bloody house and you can go."

Fayt knelt and rested his head on Albel's chest. "I don't want the house. I want you."

Albel looked surprised. "You still care about me after I yelled at you and blamed you?"

Fayt nodded sadly. "I can't stop caring. I care so much that it hurts."

Albel looked thoughtful. "That's a special kind of caring. It's called love."

Fayt turned pink. He lowered his head in embarrassment. "Well, then maybe I do love you."

Albel sighed. "Come here, Fayt."

Fayt crawled onto the couch next to Albel. Albel put an arm around Fayt's shoulder. "Forgive me, Fayt. I didn't know how much pain I was causing you. I thought I was doing you a favor by leaving. I need to give you a proper surprise."

Fayt looked curious. "Like what?"

Albel took Fayt's hands and gently kissed his fingertips, smiling at Fayt's blush. "I have plenty of things in mind."