After Yuki and Shuichi finished with their little "session", Shuichi got dressed again, this time- properly. He had put on one of Yuki's white button-up shirts, Along with some Khakis. He looked pretty good for just grabbing things randomly out of the closet. Yuki, on the other hand, was preoccupied with the phone.

"So, Yuki, how have things been going lately?" The person on the other side of the line was one of Yuki's publishers. He sounded a bit more distant than usual to him, perhaps even shocked. This person was one of Yuki's close aqquaintances, not really a friend, but not really a no-name either.

"They're going great...I guess. Just missing one loser." Yuki said, then smirked and picked up his Coffee. It wasn't really odd for him to have coffee in the middle of the day, it was like a habit.

"Well..I have some bad news for you..." Yuki froze up. There was no way..not now.

"...Your last novel didn't sell too well."

"...Oh." Yuki felt relieved at the news. Although it was bad, it wasn't what he feared. Given his newfound affection for Rose, he had hoped nothing was wrong.

"I...wonder what happened to Rose.." He spoke out loud to himself. He hadn't ever cared enough to think about her, but the thought had to catch him eventually. He took a sip of his coffee.

"And Rose is in the hospital in intensive..care.." He said almost where Yuki couldn't hear him at all. His speech also seemed to choke up as he said it, like he had head trauma in his youth.

"what?" Yuki dropped his coffee, spilling it all over the desk. "Shit!" Yuki jumped up, causing Shuchi to jerk over to where he was standing. Yuki semed more pissed off than startled, and his face showed anger- and one small tear.

"Yuki! Yuki! what's wrong?" Shuichi scampered to Yuki's side, hugging his waist. Yuki had his hand over his face, the one eye he was showing seemed like it was straining to remain sane. Then Yuki composed himself, and walked to the door.

"What the fuck was she thinking?..." Yuki grabbed his metal protractor from his desk, then crushed it into a tiny metal ball in his hands.

"I'm going out for a while...If you follow me, I'll kill you." Yuki smiled, then added-

"And clean up that mess."

Shuichi, having seen and heard way too much in less than one minute, immediately started to clean up the coffee. He watched as Yuki dived in his car, then screeched out of the driveway, nearly hitting two cars as he sped out of the neighborhood. Shuichi became worried about Yuki, wondering what in the world could cause such an emotional response from him.

"I'm...so scared.." Shuichi burst into tears, feeling like a confused prisoner. He clung to Yuki's jacket, It's warmth reminded him of his first feelings about Yuki.

"What...are you anyway, Yuki? Why have you gone away?" Shuichi stared at the computer screen on Yuki's desk. It had a bunch of stupid looking icons, uncharacteristic of Yuki.

"He probably has someone else using that computer..." Shuichi stood up, and sat down at the computer. He opened a document on the desktop, entitled "To My Flower". Shuichi looked around, then opened the document.

"you are the one I am with, who am I? Are you here with me?

I believe it, I believe you are-

for you are my garden, my flower

my Rose."

"So..." Shuichi paused "Her name is Rose..." Shuichi continued to read...