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Okay, it's been a while since I've written anything. I apologize for the long wait. I know this chapter isn't much, but bare with me.

I also have new reixbryan one-shot out called "The sound of Rain is the sound of Death." Its angsty so for those who like that go read it.

Anyway on with the fic.

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Chapter Eight

"Bryan!"

Rei turned around to see Bryan collapse onto the ground. Rushing to his side, all anger dispersing, he knelt next to the Russian boy and rolled him onto his back. He noticed that Bryan's eyes were closed but there was no sign as to why he collapsed. Checking for a pulse, he was thankful to find one present.

'Why am I helping him after all he did was hurt me?' Rei questioned himself. Looking around, he noted that they were the only ones in the park. He looked back at Bryan, grimacing that there was no way he would be able to carry the Russian boy, with all his old and recent injuries.

Sighing, he looked around. Hauling Bryan up into his arms, he started to drag the lavender haired boy over to the bench that he was previously sitting on when he came across Bryan. Literally throwing Bryan's upper half, he rolled him over so that he was facing the stars. Next he lifted the Russian's feet onto the bench. Tired, he sat down by Bryan's head.

Looking at the position of Bryan's head, he noticed that it was probably uncomfortable. Sighing, he gently picked up Bryan's head and put it on his lap. The Russian didn't seem to wake up with the movement. Shaking his head, Rei focused his thoughts on what he was going to tell Bryan when he woke up. Surely, he would kill Rei for coming into contact with him.

Looking back at the lavender haired boy he saw something that sparked his interest. There was some sort of marking on Bryan's pale skin, right above his collar bone. Rei leaned over a bit to get a closer look and pulled the shirt down slightly. He gasped faintly when he saw what appeared to be a bar code with digits and letters beneath it. The black markings contrasted against the almost white skin, making it stand out even more. Rei cautiously lifted a hand and ran it across the code, feeling the smoothness of the skin.

He turned his head to read the code. 0002DB-611231514. What could it possible stand for? No doubt that Bryan received it from the Abbey. They were the only ones that Rei could think of that would brand a human like a slave or an experiment. He lifted his hand from the code only to have his wrist in a vice grip. Shaking, he turned to come face to face with cold, enigmatic silver eyes. Both boys' eyes, for the second time that night, were locked. Rei snapping out of his dream-like state first, he pulled his gaze away from Bryan's. He quickly backed away, noticing that Bryan had not released him, nor gotten up from his position.

"What were you doing?" Bryan asked coldly, pulling on Rei's wrist, bringing him closer. Rei was breathing heavily, frightened at what new injuries he may receive. He was once again face to face with Bryan.

"I-I'm sorry Bryan. I was curious. I'm sorry, I never meant to invade your personal space." Rei mumbled, though it was just a tiny bit louder than a whisper. Bryan raised his eyebrow slightly.

"That's not what I meant. What were you doing in my mind? Were you looking for something in there?" Rei stared at Bryan with a look of confusion.

"What are you talking about? I've done no such thing! Maybe you dreamt it." Rei uttered, shifting his position. Bryan's gaze hardened.

"Dont lie Rei. Dreams are for the weak. What were you doing? Answer me!" Bryan insisted, lifting himself from Rei's lap only to keep the grip on Rei's wrist, vice-like.

"Bryan, I really don't know what you're talking about. Please let go of me."

"No. Not before you answer my question."

"I don't know what you are searching for or what I was looking for." Said Rei, tugging his hand out of Bryan's grip but putting too much force into it and therefore losing his balance. He felt the edge of the bench underneath him, than the air. Even though it was a short drop, the angle he was falling at could cause serious damage. Just as he was about to meet the cold, hard ground he felt himself jerk to a stop. Looking up, he noticed that his wrist was once again in the vice grip, only this time it was saving him instead of bringing him pain. He was pulled back onto the bench.

"See where that got you. Next time I won't be so sympathetic. Get out of here before I start using force to get you to answer me." Bryan hissed, sitting down on the bench. He looked at Rei, glancing at the dark bruises around the neko-jin's throat from when he strangled him. Remembering that Kai would certainly notice this, he moved the scarf from around his own neck. Tossing it to Rei who looked down at it.

"Don't stare at it; put it on... or do you want to explain why you were out and where you got those bruises?" Bryan said non-caringly. Rei looked at him, before slowly wrapping it around his neck. He winced at the sting he felt as the fabric touched the skin around his throat. He then decided to heed Bryan's words. Rei looked at him before standing up. He started to walk away quickly, but stopped and gave Bryan a quick glance before going back home.

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Short. Pointless. But now I can start writing the changing point.

I hope to get my other stories updated on the weekend. Remember check out my new one-shot for more ReixBryan and tragedy.

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Devlinn Reiko