By this time, Inukashi had left with the little ones and Karan and the rest had all gone home. The only people that remained in Karan's Bakery was Nezumi and Shion. The latter of the two was sitting on a chair, staring in awe as the other told his tale. He had never known how much Nezumi had thought about and cared for him. He was taken aback by his story, because it matched his own feelings towards him.

"S-so, you were thinking of me that whole time you were living in the West Block? Oh god, you were stalking me!" Shion blurted out without thinking. Nezumi made a sour face at him in response.

"Oh, so that's the thanks I get for saving your sorry ass? I just laid my heart out here and told you my deepest darkest secrets and fears and you go an-" before Nezumi could finish his words, a warm body was squeezing him tightly around his middle. The warmth was familiar. He looked down to see Shion's face shoved in his jacket. He just smiled and gently played with his white hair. "Um, Shion? Are you ok?"

Shion looked up to meet his eyes, tears welling in his own again. "I'm fine Nezumi. I'm sorry that I said that. I am grateful. I'm very grateful for what you've done for me. All these years, you watched over me. You believed in me even when no one else would."

Nezumi wiped his lover's eyes. His large red irises were shining from their tears, making them sparkle in the candlelight. All he could do was smile at him. This sweet boy. He knew that he had suffered just as much humiliation and tragedy as he had. They were in the same boat. Together. "Now come on Shion," he smiled, trying to comfort him, "since when did you become such a crybaby? The Shion I know and remember was a fearless and crazy boy who never ceased to surprise me, not this squishy ball of blubber."

He smirked and chuckled as he stroked his hair. Shion responded by nodding his head and burying it deeper into Nezumi's jacket. They remained in that warm hug for a long while until Shion finally let him go. Nezumi took both of Shion's hands in his, staring deeply into his amber eyes.

"Shion." He said, his voice sounding more stern than he intended. The boy with white hair looked back, waiting in bated breath.

"Yes Nezumi?"

Nezumi knelt to one knee. Looking up into those magnificent eyes. Smiling.

"Shion, I love you and I think this is the perfect time to do this." He let one of Shion's hands go to rummage in his jacket pocket, taking out a small package. He lifted the tiny box up towards Shion's shocked face, smiling weakly as he opened it up to reveal its contents. "Will you?" He managed to speak, his voice cracking a little as he took Shion's slim finger and slipped on the gold band.

Shion was speechless. His heart has stopped. I'm dreaming, this is a dream repeated over and over in his mind as he stared at the sparkling ring around his finger. "I…." he faltered. Shaking as the tears started again. Nezumi immediately stood up to embrace him. Shion clinged to him. It was really happening. He had really said it. Nezumi had asked him to become his forever. All he could do was hold on to him. Taking in his warmth.

After a few long minutes passed before Shion finally croaked, "yes I will, Munsuta."

The End