A/N: New chapter already! OO You lucky people…

Thanks to:

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Warnings: Yaoi, vampirism, Jak in an apron.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I've just mutilating them for my own amusement.

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Torn entered the sewers and ran to the bazaar entrance. He'd be able to get anything in the bazaar.

As the vampire emerged from the sewers in a small alley, he spotted a newspaper from a couple of days ago.

'I shouldn't be surprised…' Torn thought as he picked it up.

On the front page was a picture of him and Jak with a bold headline declaring "MISSING!" Underneath was an article describing how they'd vanished after the attack on Torn's home. Reporters had managed to interview Keira as well. The tattooed vampire smirked as he read the quote; 'Well, Jak did say that if he wasn't back by midnight, I was to assume Torn had killed him but that was just a joke.' She was also quoted as saying that whoever carried out the attack on Torn's home was probably the same people who tried to kill Torn before and smashed her windows.

Torn tucked the newspaper under one arm and left the alley.

This meant people were looking for them. Well, he was the commander of the Freedom League and Jak was the city's hero. The main downside was that it was going to be harder to get around the city in the open.

About half an hour later Torn had everything he thought Jak would need plus a few newspapers to read. He went back to the alley, trying not to be noticed by any of his guards. He was almost there when he realised he was being watched. Slowly he turned and found the figure watching him from a doorway. The shadows made it impossible to tell who it was but Torn knew it was a vampire hunter. The crossbow being aimed at him helped.

Torn ran down the alley and into the sewers. He was faster than any elf in Haven City and knew he wouldn't be caught but he still ran all the way back to the house.

A few minutes later ha banged on the back door and demanded that Jak let him in. He heard the door unlock and was inside before it was even fully open.

"I was seen but I don't think I was followed," said the vampire, looking at Jak.

"Yeah. Now wipe you're feet! You're treading mud and Mar only knows what else all over the clean floor!" Jak said, pushing Torn on to the doormat he'd found.

"Huh?" Torn let himself be pushed backwards as he looked around the now spotless kitchen. The he looked back at Jak and realised the young elf was wearing a rather old apron.

The blond blushed. "I was bored so…" He waved a hand vaguely at the kitchen. "-And I didn't want to get too dirty so…" he gestured at the apron.

Torn smirked. "A little more training and you'd be the perfect little housewife!"

Jak glared at him. "Shut up!"

Torn's smirk grew as he wiped his feet. "Yes dear," he replied meekly and ducked to avoid a swipe with a mop. "Hey!"

"So, what did you get me?" Jak asked, dropping the mop and grabbing the bags Torn was carrying.

"Eh…anything really. There are a few newspapers in there as well. They're all looking for us," Torn said.

"Not surprising really," Jak commented, reading a few of the main headlines.

"They also interviewed Keira and now some people think I killed you because of you're joke," Torn added wryly.

"Joke? Oh, you mean when I told her that if I wasn't back by midnight, assume you'd killed me?"

Torn nodded.

"I didn't mean that I thought you would kill me or anything but we've never exactly been the best of friends."

"True," Torn agreed. "But at least we get along fine now."

"Probably because Daxter isn't here to insult you," Jak said. "I wonder how he is…"

"I'm sure Tess is taking good care of the rat," Torn said, uninterested in the ottsel's welfare.

"He's probably worried about me. Hell, they probably all are… Shouldn't we let them know we're okay?" Jak asked,

"It's too risky. The vampire hunters know the explosion didn't kill us now and they'll be on the lookout for us. They might be watching our friends too in case we try to make contact with them," Torn replied.

Jak nodded in understanding, wishing he could go and see his friends but he couldn't risk the danger he would expose them to.

Torn could see how much he wanted to see Daxter and the others and wished he could do something about it. 'But why would I want to make Jak happy by letting him see Daxter and the others? …Why does Jak's happiness suddenly mean so much to me?' he wondered.

The tattooed vampire decided it was time to change the subject. "I'm going to have to stay in for as long as possible so I'm going to have to ration out the blood I've got stored. You might also want to stay away from me in case I turn on you," he said.

"Torn, we're stuck together in a house until further notice. I don't think I can stay very far away from you," Jak replied.

Torn knew this was true. If he ran out of blood and couldn't get out in time, Jak had no hope if he turned on him. The tattooed vampire was going to have to be very careful when he rationed his blood.

Speaking of which, he was feeling hungry now. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out a blood bag. Next, he found a cup in a cupboard and poured some of the blood into it. The vampire didn't miss Jak's look of disgust as he put the cup into the microwave for a minute or two to warm the blood.

"Just remember, if the vampire hunters know where we are, we don't have much chance of surviving anyway. Last time was pure luck and we can't expect luck to keep us alive for long," Torn said. "I'll have to stay in for as long as possible and you're goiong to have to make the supplies a got you last as long as you can."

"Yeah," Jak agreed. "You shouldn't risk yourself, even for me."

"Hn," Torn didn't comment.

The microwave pinged to let Torn know it was done. The vampire pressed a button and the door sprang open. For Jak's sake, he left the room before drinking anything though.

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A/N: New chapter and so soon! I'm on a roll! Which kinda has to end now because I have been set a challenge fic with a time limit and need to write it as soon as possible so I can get back to this one. …And I'll try to work on the other challenge fic I have and everything else. I did a count of all the stories I have to finish. There are seven to finish posting, six to finsh and then post, one to rewrite and two to start. Not including the random bit of one-shots and plot lines lying around my bedroom. There are too many of those to count!

Anyway, review please! Feedback of all kinds is welcome and it motivates me to get off my lazy ass and write more even when I'm meant to work on other things!