Just Because


"This is your house?"

The two teenagers had made their way to Odachi drive. The sixth house on the left, number twelve, was Yuan's. It was a cozy cape, not too large and not small either, Yuan glanced over at Kratos for a few moments. There he stood, starring at the house without a single expression written on his face. The thing was, there was no anger in his aurora, nor any readable emotions.

"Yea, quit staring," Yuan dared. No reply came so he shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the front door. Reaching out to the door knob, Yuan pushed the door open, leading Yuan into his house. It was rather fancily furnished, and as Kratos stepped inside behind him and closed to the door, a sudden thought crossed Yuan's mind. Neither of them had their books for studying, and Yuan wasn't really comfortable with the whole situation. And at the same time, he was quite thrilled that the teen hadn't been causing issues with their whole hosting thing. In fact, he was acting like a long lost friend.

"Where's you room?" Kratos asked after a moment, shoving his hands into his pockets. Yuan glanced over for a moment before sending his gaze to the stairs. Kratos gave an affirmative nod as Yuan began to sway uneasily on his feet. What were they to do? I mean, they had nothing to study or complete (even though they neglected the fact they had a quiz tomorrow, it just so happened to slip Yuan's mind.)

"I guess I'll show it to you," Yuan spoke as he took a step on the stairs. Kratos paused for a moment and turned to Yuan.

"Got any sushi?" He asked, with that gentle edge to his voice. It wasn't a pure friendly voice, but wasn't an offensive one either. Still, Yuan had to be cautious; this guy was constantly changing his mind on where he saw Yuan. Especially when he was around other people.

"No?.." Yuan asked and then shrugged. "Come on," He sighed and walked up the stairs. Kratos watched him for a few moments before nodding and walking up the stairs. He followed him across the hall before Trienyda had glanced out her bedroom door from busily typing on her laptop.

"Yuan you're back. Good, I wanted to ask you to-," She paused, after standing up and noticing Kratos standing next to him. She starred at him for a moment before smiling lightly. "And who's this?"

"Kratos." Kratos answered with that same voice he used on all adults. Sooner or later someone other than Yuan would notice how fake it truly was. Trienyda walked up to the two teens and smiled lightly.

"Well, looks like Yu-" Trienyda began, and then noticed sweat rolling down her son's face. "What's wrong? All I was going to say was that it looks like you've found a new Hiaturio."

By now Yuan's heart had stopped countless times. His mother knew his.. sometimes deadly secret as well as Yuan. And he didn't really want the most popular guy in school to know that he wasn't as straight as he claimed he was. Especially seeing he also was that way. And that really left a disturbing flavor in his mouth. Just the thought of having someone of the same interests in your house, really caused your nerves to act up.

"Hiaturio?" Kratos asked curiously, shoving his hands into his pockets and giving a fake kind look at Trienyda. She pushed her black hair out of her eyes and leaned against the door bearing that motherly grin.

"Hiaturio was Yuan's little boy-" Trienyda began but Yuan began making drastic hand waves. "friend." she finished, looking at her son with a peculiar look.

"Ugh.." Yuan sighed, looking downward and retreating for his room down the hall, the next door on the right. Kratos arched his eyebrows and looked over at Trienyda for a moment before she extended her hand.

"It's nice to see that Yuan has finally found a friend, I was a bit afraid that'd he stick out," Trienyda sighed. Kratos blinked for a few moments, paying full attention. "People... have a tendency of picking him out of the rest for his own reasons. His last school he used to fake sick because of the threats he received from others." Trienyda closed her eyes. "So we moved, I was afraid for his health." She opened her eyes and looked at Kratos. "So I thank you for being a friend to him."

"..." Kratos blinked a few more times before giving a hesitant nod. He felt a bit uneasy, seeing he had just heard about Yuan from his mother. And the fact that Yuan was bisexual. Many people hid that for their own reasons. Kratos glanced at her for a moment before clearing his throat. "No problem..."

Just at that moment Kratos' cell phone rang. Blinking he took it out and looked at Trienyda.

"I'll see you in a few I suppose, thanks Mrs. Sorieku," Was all he said before walking down the hall to answer to call. Not in the direction of Yuan's room, but near the stairs. Taking a seat on them, he answered the call and spoke into the phone.

"Kratos, it's Sheena. You're at Yuan's, right?" The familiar voice asked.

"And I suppose you're with Zelos?" Kratos asked, giving that edge he commonly gave.

"That's not important. Martel and Zelos told me to tell you a new update of their plan." Sheena explained. Kratos glanced over his shoulder and noticed the hall behind him was empty, and silent. Nodding his head he cleared his voice.

"Go ahead."

"They said for you to try and dig up any secrets while you're over there. Anything that might be beneficial for our cause." Sheena continued. Kratos flinched.

"Well, I did learn one tid bit of information," Kratos began.

"Which is?" Sheena replied, her voice faltering.

"Not all birds fly a straight path," Was all he said. Silence rang out through the phone. By this, he could tell Sheena must have been shocked.

"Well, that's good news, I think? We might need that later. Well, I better get going, the movie is starting soon," Sheena reminded him.

"Right, bye," Kratos spoke but Sheena spoke up.

"And don't get any ideas. Remember, this is all fake," Sheena spoke harshly before clicking end.

Kratos shoved the cell phone back into his coat pocket and sat there. Running his hands through his hair, he stood up and starred down the hall. Taking a deep breath, he made his way down to Yuan's room. A lot of thoughts run through his head. If this had been anyone else, any other person he had been forced to host, he would have cast them away harshly. But for some reason this guy was different. Something that caused Kratos to be filled with the utmost confusion.

Walking down the hallway, he passed into Yuan's room. The blunette was sitting on his bed, starring up at the ceiling. Kratos blinked a few times before coughing, to announce his arrival. Yuan shot straight up off the bed and glanced over at him.

"Uh.. hi," Yuan murmured.

"Can I have a seat?" Kratos asked gruffly, pointing to the farthest edge of the bed. Yuan almost gasped from surprise but bit his tongue and nodded quickly. Kratos slightly smirked and sat down, crossing his arms and peered over to Yuan.

"So, what now?" Kratos asked curiously. Yuan paused before grabbing a picture on his desk. Kratos arched his eyebrows curiously as Yuan passed it to him. "And this is?"

"That's my dad," Yuan muttered. Standing in the frame were two people. Trienyda and what seemed like Yuan's father. He had dark blue royal hair, a stand out compared to Trienyda's black. Kratos looked at the picture. How could a family be so happy? How could two people love each other so much that they found this kind of happiness? A happiness unknown to Kratos..

"His name was Hiroshi," Yuan told him, closing his eyes.

"Was?" Kratos asked, looking over at him.

"He died, a few years ago in a car crash," Yuan murmured. Kratos sighed and then crossed his arms.

"Don't feel bad. My mom ran away two years ago to Las Vegas, me and Sato haven't seen her sense. Probably got knocked up by now," Kratos murmured, not taking his eyes off Yuan. From this current statement, Yuan had begun to blink rapidly.

"You call your dad by his first name?" Yuan asked curiously.

"And your point is?" Kratos retorted.

"Nothing..." Yuan looked downward, trying to avoid Kratos' glance. "I've been meaning to ask you this. Why have you stopped fussing over me? Earlier today you hated my guts and everything about me. I even had a nosebleed as proof." Yuan spoke. Kratos rose an eyebrow.

"Are you sure the nosebleed was from that?" Kratos snickered. He showered the red head with an angry glare and a deep blush.

"And why would I be having one of those nosebleeds?" Yuan asked, crossing his arms.

"Come off it, I know you get uncontrollable urges when you see me," Kratos spoke, running a hand through his hair.

"Where the hell did that come from?" Yuan asked, taken back by Kratos' sudden perverted nature. "You're really creepy, and yet you're popular, why?"

"I'd rather not talk about it," He suddenly turned harsh and cold. Yuan gulped and dared to change the subject once more. Get off his popular status. Before he could attempt the change, Kratos had placed a smirk on his lips.

"What?" Yuan asked, starring over at him.

"Who's that?" Kratos asked, pointing to a picture frame across the room. Inside it was a single picture of Yuan and a boy with white hair. He wore black clothes and chains, and gold wrist bands. Dark green eyes starred happily outward. Yuan paused, before avoiding the other's gaze.

"A friend," Was all Yuan said.

"Boyfriend?" Kratos asked.

"I'm not gay, I told you that," Yuan hissed.

"On occasions you aren't, you mean," Kratos corrected him. Yuan growled and clenched his fists.

"Hey! I said I'm not gay!" Yuan hissed again.

"And you think I'm going to believe someone like you on something this... life changing?" Kratos simpered, giving off that 'You know you want to tell the truth, or I will be forced to hurt you because I can easily go back to be cruel' look.

"Well, you better believe me on this," Yuan spoke, puckering out his bottom lip.

"Riiiight, like I'm going to take the word of some nerdy new kid," Kratos joked lightly. However, Yuan had tackled him over off the bed. They crashed on the floor, Yuan on top of him. Kratos blinked a few seconds, as their gaze met. In any other case, he would have pushed the boy off and given him another crack, but something was quite different.

"Well if this isn't a peculiar placement. Want to stick with that theory about your interest?" Kratos grinned before Yuan pushed off his body and sat back on his bed, leaving Kratos on the floor. Sighing, Kratos rubbed his head and pouted lightly. "Fine, ignore someone as popular and tough as me. That's really going to go over well." Kratos spoke. Yuan was paying no attention at all. "I can easily be your worst nightmare if I dared. But I feel like cutting you some slack, for now," Kratos spoke.

"You know I'm not paying attention, right?" Yuan asked, glancing over. Kratos rolled his eyes and stood back up and took the seat on the bed next to Yuan.

"If I knew you were paying attention, I would have said a few other choice words," Kratos snickered sinisterly.

"Thanks for dinner at the juice bar," Yuan suddenly spoke, turning his gaze off Kratos. For once in his life, Kratos realized how profound and real these people he called 'nerds' could be. By this tutoring program, it was starting to show Kratos how a real person could be. Someone that actually had a soul, not a fake heart based off of cruelty. "Kratos?"

"Yea?" Kratos asked, tilting his head lightly, still trying to act as the cool guy.

"Can you tell me about Zelos' New Year's Eve Bash?" Yuan asked curiously. Kratos blinked but Yuan continued. "The principal did say that if I had any questions, that I should feel free to ask you. So, go ahead, amuse me."

"You're really sly for someone of your status," Kratos laughed lightly and lightly smiled, for the first time in a few days In the back of Yuan's mind, he wondered how a friendship, a forced alliance, start so fast and easy. Then again, Yuan didn't mind. He had finally found somebody in this school who he could talk to. And even if Kratos didn't feel like it, he would always have to be there. And it give him surety.

But was Kratos really just playing along with the other's plan? To seduce Yuan into a trusted friendship during the month and cause him life long humility at the party? Was it really that simple? Especially after what Trienyda said? Was Yuan really all that bad? Or did he deserve much more?

"Well, go ahead." Yuan urged.

"Well, we hire a band to play there at his mansion. There are only fifty invitations to be given out, so count yourself lucky. Then we count down midnight and it's mandatory for you to have a beer during that time. Oh, by the way, you have to wear a tux," Kratos explained, crossing his arms. He had been to everyone of Zelos' parties, so he knew them better than anyone. For that fact, he knew Zelos better than anyone, maybe a little too much...beyond the comfort zone.

"Sounds fun," Yuan spoke, blinking.

"First rule of thumb, if you want to fit in, don't say 'sounds fun', say 'that's cool' or something of the sort. Saying sounds fun will give the others the right to target you," Kratos spoke, lacing his fingers together.

"Right, thanks." Yuan spoke, adding that to his bank of thoughts. "And another thing, why did you do that to Luna at the juice bar earlier? Are you trying to mess up my future relationships?" Yuan snapped.

"If I was trying to achieve that, I'd make sure you were unable to satisfy anyone's cravings," Kratos sneered, sending a dark glance. "For life."

"What the.." Yuan blinked and then squinted in thinkable pain "But seriously, why did you lose your cool like that?" Yuan demanded.

"Is this a demand from you to me?" Kratos asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Possibly. Just answer the question, do you have something against straight couples?" Yuan paused and then blushed deeply. "I mean, I mean!" Yuan began to sweat uneasily.

"Are you insinuating that I'm bisexual?" Kratos continued to ask, with that fake tone of innocence. How cute he looks when he's cur- Bad Yuan! Bad bad yuan! He'd never like you, and you'd never like him. He's far out of your league, and he is popular. You're not, even though he does this sort of appea- Bad Yuan! Yuan kept telling himself over and over. Kratos did have that physical attraction but apart from that, he had no redeeming qualities. If he did, then they must be deeply hidden within his clouded soul.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'll help you find a girlfriend." Kratos spoke proudly. Yuan looked unsure and scratched his head. "What? Want me to find you a boyfriend?" Kratos scorned childishly.

"Laugh all you want. I'm not interested in anyone," Yuan replied harshly.

"That's a lie. I can see it in your eyes. Eyes never lie, remember that." Kratos continued. "One thing you'll ever learn. Use in the 'in crowd' have learned to read eyes. You can always tell when someone's lying to you. Use that information for your advantage," Kratos told him.

"Hmm, then I'll ask you something," Yuan spoke, leaning backwards against his bed.

"And that would be?" Kratos asked.

"Do you think I'm cute?" Yuan asked.

"Excuse me?" Kratos spoke, eyes widening. What the hell kind of question was that? By questions I meant, what's your sign, what's your favorite color. Not Ôdo you think I'm cute'. Man did he catch on quickly. This friendship plan would work better than I thought, I mean he's so innocent.

"You heard me, oh god of High school, do you think I'm cute?" Yuan asked, now laying sideways across his bed, glancing up at Kratos.

"What gave you that idea?" Kratos asked calmly, avoiding the topic. If he didn't the answer the question fully, then he wouldn't have to tell the truth. Or lie.

"Just answer it," Yuan spoke, scrunching his nose.

"Pfft," Kratos said, glancing away.

"So you do," Yuan cracked up.

"Are you calling me bi again?" Kratos asked, irritated, glancing down at Yuan.

"All depends, are you? How's about you answer that?" Yuan grinned, wiggling his toes from boredom. I'm having too much fun with this torture, Yuan thought to himself smirking.

"Any ways, I better get going. Tomorrow's Friday, so I'm not sure if I'll be gracing you with my presence after school," Kratos told him, running a hand through his own hair. Yuan watched him intently and silently pouted but covered it up with an unfazed look.

"Look, It's raining," Yuan pointed over his head to the window. Kratos glanced at it and watched the rain fall. Rain brought up some regretful thoughts, and painful memories. Shutting his eyes tightly, Kratos just sat there. Yuan watched him and sat up straight from his pervious comfy position. "Are you okay?"

"..." No reply came from Kratos.

"If you're just fooling around to get me to feel sorry for you, then it's not working," Yuan told him. Still no answer. Blinking, Yuan got up off his feet and walked back and forth in the room. "You popular people are really bipolar," he sighed.

"..." Still no reply.

"Hello?" Yuan asked.

"Do not breathe a word of today to anyone at school. Not to Sheena, not to Martel, and especially not to Zelos. As far as school goes, I hate your guts. Don't expect our conversations today to change how I view you. If it's just the two of us... then feel free to speak freely to me, it's just.." Kratos paused eyes tightly. Yuan paused and glanced over him.

"You're just ashamed to show the school you're friends with someone like me, right? Afraid to show people that the ranking of schools don't mean everything." Yuan turned away. "If you're going to act shallow at school, then don't act different after hours," Yuan spoke.

"I'm leaving. I'll see you tomorrow," Kratos said, getting up from the bed and walking to the words. He glanced over his shoulder to look at him. "You're right... about a few things. But I'm not ashamed. I have my own reasons." And with that he left the room in complete silence and all Yuan could hear were his words ringing in his ears, the creaking of the stairs, and the front door being opened and then shut.

"Yuan?"

Trienyda had appeared at the front of his room. Yuan glanced up at his mom and blushed a deep red. Had she heard everything!

"You two didn't?" Trienyda asked, glancing over at the bed then at her son's flushed face.

"M-om!" Yuan glared.

"Kiss?"

"No."

"hug?"

"No."

"Any physical touching?"

"I did tackle him.."

"Yuan!"

"Not like that. He called me gay and wouldn't believe that I wasn't," Yuan retorted. "So I pushed him and then fell off the bed, onto him, happy?" Yuan sighed.

"Does Yuan need to watch a good healthy helping of Tom Hanks?" Trienyda asked, walking over to her son and draping her arm around him. Yuan sighed.

"Sure..."

Maybe the actor would get his mind off his devious friend. Was he a friend? Was he an enemy? Or was he trying to be more than a friend? Of course not! Kratos wasn't like that. He'd never want to be with someone like Yuan, right?

The Next Day; First Period; Chemistry

December 4th

Yuan took his usual placement next day at chemistry. He hadn't got much sleep last night. Dreams of Kratos filled his mind. Dreams of reuniting with Hiaturio, and dreams of Luna. His eyes had changed from their usual brilliant green to a dull red. He hadn't had a chance to speak to Kratos all day. In fact, the human wasn't at class at all. There was just an empty seat, next to the others. Forcystus glanced over at Yuan after the quizzes had been passed out.

"Where's your holy host?" Forcystus snickered. It took Yuan a few moments to take notice of Forcystus' comment. It also took a few moments to remember that yesterday they had been making jokes about him. It would be rather strange for Yuan to lessen on the jokes, so he turned his tired head to the greenette and shrugged.

"Probably pleasing his left hand," Yuan yawned, placing his head down and grabbing his pencil. A stifle of laughter escaped Forcystus and he also grabbed his pencil. Another moment passed before he had noticed Yuan's lack of participation in the test.

"If you don't pass this, you're going to have to take the course again next semester. And you won't even get the credit the first time," Forcystus warned. Yuan glared up at him, and yawned once more.

"I wasn't paying attention yesterday. And I didn't have time to study last night. I barely slept at all, and I have a lot on my mind," Yuan murmured. "I never did excel in school anyhow." Yuan added in tiredly. Forcystus crossed his arms and put down his pencil. He had already checked off half of the multiple choice question on the quiz.

"You're not going to past sophomore year, and you're happy with that?" Forcystus asked, arching his eyebrows and leaned forward once more and began to check off more answers. Yuan shrugged his head and let his bangs fall down onto the paper before picking up his pencil weakly and glared down at his test. "Let me guess, you want to copy and pay back the due later, right?" Forcystus whispered, glancing ahead at the professor who was too indulged in his chemical book to pay any attention.

"Much appreciated. Do you really expect me to anything about amino acids, the components of neon, and whatever this crap is. I can't even pronounce it," Yuan whispered. "Especially the damn math equations,." Yuan added in, vexing the anger he had pent up over these past days. Forcystus nodded and slid his test slowly over to Yuan. Yuan smiled weakly and copied down all the answers.

And still no Kratos.

During his next class, Civics History II, he had dozed off once more. In high school the teachers didn't pay much care to if you paid attention or not. It was your future you were risking. And this whole high school life, Yuan hated it. The only thing that made it tolerable was people like Kratos, Forcystus, and Akio who was poking him in the shoulder.

"Hey, I got a note for you, it's from Martel," Akio whispered. Yuan rose his head up tiredly and took the note and slowly read it. It had said; Do you know where Kratos is? He never called me back last night, and I was wondering if his tag-along knew anything? Well, do you? Write back.; Yuan sighed and took out his pencil and scribbled down the words ;What makes you think I know where he is? I'm not his stalker. And besides, why do I have to tell you anything;. Yuan passed it to Akio then rested his head on his elbows once more.

After a few moments, Akio nudged him with the note once more. Blinking, he took it again and read what Martel had wrote. ;Not that I care or anything, but Kratos had been giving you too much slack lately. I might regret saying this, but you can sit with us at lunch. Why? Because we wouldn't want Kratos' tagalong feeling lonely and filing a bad report against it. So we're going to make you feel welcomed. No other reason. And throw this away after you read this;. Yuan blinked. Had he just managed to snag a seat at the most popular table in the four grade levels?

It was lunch, and school was half-way over. Two ninety minute classes were over, and two remained. Yuan grabbed his pizza from the lunch lady, paid her the requested money, and left to find Martel and the others. Sitting there was one empty seat. It was between Sheena and Martel. Sighing, he walked over and took it.

"Look who it is." Zelos spoke, crossing his arms and paused in his conversation.

"Thanks for the invitation, by the way," Yuan spoke, also crossing his arms and following the incoming gazes. Sheena and Martel didn't seem that phased by him, but Zelos seemed awfully uptight.

"Of course, we wouldn't want you feeling left out," Zelos taunted, lacing his fingers together and placing his elbows on the table. Leaning forward, he gaze Yuan and evil scowl and then ran a finger across his chin, as if he was in some deep thought. "Just don't make a fool of yourself there."

"Zelos, you're so obnoxious," Sheena spoke with a sigh. Zelos glanced over at Sheena, a bit offended at the thought that she had just insulted him.

"Excuse me?" Zelos asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I said you're obnoxious," Sheena came again.

"You should get used to this, they always do this," Martel spoke. It was as if she had completely forgotten that he was not like them. He was an outsider and wasn't as high ranked as them. But it didn't matter at this moment. It was as if they had accepted him after only two days. Which was quite unbelievable.. and peculiar.

"Are they going out?" Yuan asked Martel. Martel paused from eating her sub and glanced at him with stun.

"Zelos and Sheena? They used to. Of course, right now they're always on and off. Zelos is supposedly crushing on Kratos again. He has it out for you since you get to spend all your time with him. And for Sheena? She's supposedly seeing some red-haired senior called Efreet," Answered Martel.

"Oh," Was all Yuan said before glancing at Zelos. Had Zelos thought that he and Kratos were secretly in love? That was the most obscure accusation anyone had ever given in regards towards him. "No wonder he hates me. And besides, why would he be mad anyway? It's not like Kratos is bisexual or anything, so he'd never go out with Zelos, and for that fact me," Yuan replied.

"That's where you're wrong. You've got so much to learn, newbie," Martel snickered for a moment. "Then again, for a newbie you're okay so I guess I'll tell you. Zelos and Kratos used to be dating. Of course, Kratos broke it up yesterday at lunch. Zelos was devastated and seriously frustrated. And as for you? I haven't the faintest idea," Martel laughed.

"If I turn bi, I'll make sure to tell you," Yuan spoke uneasily.

"I'll hold you to it, newbie," Was all she said.

It had been the full day, a rough day of P.E. and English II. Yawning, Yuan slammed his locker shut and made his way to the exit of the school. Today would be a lonely walk home. Yesterday he had found it annoying that Kratos had to spend all his time with him, but now it was kind of odd not having that person next to him. No matter what he may think of him. He was the only person to truly befriend him and take the time, even if it was forced.

An idea hit home as Yuan took out his cell phone and glanced at it. Turning around he noticed Martel and Sheena walking down the hall. Thinking fast, he ran up to them. They paused and starred at him with stunned looks.

"What can we do for you?" Sheena asked, tilting her heads as she held her Geometry book in her grasps. Yuan panted for a moment before tightening his grasp on his cell phone and rose it higher to look at the dial pad

"Can I have Kratos' phone number? I- want to call him," Yuan stammered. He had no excuse to use. Sheena and Martel exchanged glances and snickered.

"Sure, but I'm not sure if he'll be happy with someone like you calling him. Anyway's it's 555-7677," Sheena told him, Yuan rapidly punched in the numbers, smiled than ran down the hall to his locker. There he stood as the phone rang. He leaned against his locker. Third ring... fourth ring..fifth ring... sixth ring... seventh ring... eight-

"Hello?"

Yuan's heart stopped. He hadn't been expecting Kratos to actually answer his phone. Shifting uneasily Yuan cleared his throat and tried to act calm. There was no reason to be nervous, right?

"Hey, Kratos?" Yuan asked, trying to confirm it was him.

"Yea, who's this?" Kratos asked. Yuan blushed lightly and tried to push it off his face. This wasn't like him. He couldn't really like someone like Kratos, especially if he didn't like him back. And that was the whole point.

"Yuan."

"Oh... hey..."

"I was.."

"You were what?" Kratos asked. Yuan waited for a few juniors to pass before he turned back to his phone and smiled lightly.

"I was.. well, I was worried about you?" Yuan spoke.

"Oh really? Did you miss me?" Kratos taunted.

"You're an ass," Yuan spoke, sighing.

"Typical of me," Kratos laughed.

"So why were you absent?" Yuan asked nervously.

"Wanted to see how much you missed your host," Kratos sneered through the phone.

"Excuse me?" Yuan spoke, a little stunned.

"Yea, you wish. Nah, I was feeling a bit under the weather. But I'm feeling better. I'll come over in a bit to your house. If you're not there, I might have to hurt you for putting me through the effort of walking."

"You stay home from school yet volunteer to come to my house?" Yuan asked.

"Now don't get too flattered," Kratos teased.

"Fine... well I'll see you there?"

"Right." It was as if Kratos' mood had lightened up as Yuan hung up the phone.

A curios smile spread across Yuan's face. He had this whole weekend to spend with his host. He knew he shouldn't be this excited, espec ially seeing Kratos had it in for him just yesterday. Then again, he had been changing these past days. Even his friends were. Yuan just leaned against his locker and fell into a few daydreams. Some more daring than the other one. It took Yuan a moment before pushing off the locker.


"You know, you're a pathetic fag." A voice called from behind Kratos, before a fist was flung in the air, striking Kratos hard.

AN:

Oh cliffhanger. You want to kill me now, right? Hahaha, I loved writing this chapter. I was going to put in some delicious House Humor, but I'll save that for later chapters. any ways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And now, your reviews will be answered by the three bishes themselves!

Meowzy

Kratos: I should be scared of fangirls, right?
Zelos: What about fanboys? Like me and Yuan?
Kratos: Please don't go there..

Luna: I am not a ditz!... what's a ditz?

Yuan: (sighs)

Shija

Kratos: Why does everyone love my tight pants!

Zelos: I'll answer that! They're hot
Yuan: (sweatdrop and walks away)
Kratos: ZELOS!
Luna: And yes, more summon spirits, whee (throws confetti)
Kratos: Luna is short for lunatic..

Lady Rina

Kratos: Chainsaws?
Yuan: I think they rock
Zelos: And you think Kratos rocks..

Sylvia

Kratos: Cute fic it is! And Zelos and me (gulp)
Zelos: You know you want me
Yuan: (blushes and walks away)

Zelos: You'd pick me over him!
Kratos: Why do you people think I'm bi!
Yuan and Zelos: You are..

Eden

Kratos: Martel can get like that
Yuan: She is pretty tho
Kratos: Uh-huh…

Twisted

Kratos: See, she continued

Zelos: I like your hair
Kratos: Ok?..

Master Sheena

Luna: Slyph is my friend!
Kratos: (cough) lunatic
Yuan: S-top!
Zelos: You guys are retards

Hiyadroku

Zelos: Of course slash is good
Kratos: I suppose?
Yuan: heh
Kratos: You guys really scare me..