Ok. I am sorry if I made you wait but I have school and I've been busy with Junjou Romantica and well in the week I have only one hour in the computer and I used to read manga and see Junjou. I was going to upload this yesterday but I went to go training for the scouts . So I'm going to reply the reviews.

Celdria- Congratulations!! For being the first to review. I'm super happy that you read my story on the day that you decided to read GC that just makes me write more for the fans. Well I hope I don't disappoint you.

Florrey- Well I was glad you liked it. Well you don't understand just read the ff I'm sure you'll find out since I'm working on it. Well now I'm writing.

Pichachu407: Yeah ok then I won't delete this but you better review. Glad you thought it was cute . Yes finally you did.

Ok People on with the chapter.

Chapter 2: Years Later; Looking Back

Noir looked outside the window where he was, sitting down in his desk in his private office. He sighed. It was raining again. It was in the middle of November, the month where it pretty much rains before it starts to snow. It was times like this when he remembered about the night with Florian, and whether or not it was a dream. He got up and went to look outside the window and just stared at the drops of water falling on the ground, and ace where he remembered the following day after Florian 'visited' him.

Laila went inside Noir's room she looked at the sleeping figure of Noir. She went over to the table where the tray was. She was surprised that the tray was empty. She went over to see Noir and was even more surprised that Noir was looking better.

"FLORIAN!!" Noir yelled as he shot up from the bed. Laila jumped but then she quickly recovered and she got hold of his arm so he couldn't fall on the floor.

"Noir!! Calm down." Laila cried.

"Where's Florian?" he said as he pulled away his arm and he shot out of bed and ran to the door. Laila held him form the back.

"NOIR!! Please stop!!"

"NO! He was here, he helped me bathe and eat!! Let go of me!! He left!! He is leaving I need to look for him before-"

"FLORIAN IS DEAD!!" Laila screamed back. That stop Noir, he fell in front of the door, gripping the doorknob. Laila knew what she said was really horrible, but they had to face the truth. Laila said more calmly as she tears fell down her face "Noir you have to accept it and move on,"

Noir shoulders sagged as he punched the door. After a few more minutes he slowly got up, Laila let go of him. She stepped out of his way as he got back on his bed. He didn't say anything she took this as a cue that he wanted to be alone. She opened the door and said. "Think about this Noir, because Florian wouldn't want you to be like this," with said she left. Noir finally let his tears drop as freely as they wanted. He knew that his loved one was alive he did…"

After that say Noir gone into a different kind of depression, he wouldn't spend his time in bed, he would eat and he would go out, He did, though, lost the ability to be the phantom of Paris. He wouldn't steal at all. He wouldn't smile and when he did or try to it was a sad smile, the glow in his eyes also dimmed. In his office he would be locked for hour just looking at the painting of Florian that he forced Florian into. It was before they had went to Morocco. In the painting Florian was standing he had on a purple suit, which made his eyed stand out even more. His hair was around his shoulder, making his face look delicate and feminine. He has on a natural smile because Noir was with him the whole time and that had made Florian happy. He went on doing this for a year but then he realized it wasn't helping him at all. So one day out of nowhere he announced to Laila that he was going to steal, which made her happy. After three year he was again almost back to his old self. Then came a day when one of his adoptive father came, his name was Havers. He came and told his son tat it was time for him to get married. He told him that he had picked his fiancé for him. Noir instantly refused. His heart was taken by Florian and he didn't want anyone at his side. Havers was not hearing anything of it. He already said that it was going to happen and that was that. The woman was named Helen Du Rocherfort, Noir heard that name and he didn't want to meet the young woman. He thought that they were trying to replace Florian and he wasn't going to let them. Helen very beautiful with long blond hair that curled at the ends., her eyes were a cheerful grey. She was thin and very feminine as well as fair a true beauty as a aristocrat should be. Noir had to admit she was beautiful, but he didn't fell anything toward her. Naturally she was a friend of Florian's and she was very devastated that he was dead. Noir had already admitted defeat, he couldn't do anything, or just wasn't fighting back since Florian wasn't there so he though there wasn't any point to it. Noel and Noir had become closer in the past few year. Noel still didn't believe that Florian was dead, but he kept it to himself. He wanted you see his favorite person soon, he really did.

Florian just sighed as he looked outside the window of the train he was in. He didn't know where he was going. But he didn't like it at all.

"Bella, really, where are we going?" He asked as he turn to see his fiancé.

"Now, now, dear, please patience, you'll see,"

Florian just nodded. He looked outside his window again it was raining and at that it brought memories back,

Florian looked at the window from the train. He watched the scenery. His eyed were red. He had been crying over what happen in the past few days. Mostly as the loss of Noir. He hoped that he's see him again but he somehow doubted that. He was going to see his best childhood friend, Heather Du Betrax. She had lived closed to where he had lived, but then her father decided to move into London, mostly because his company was going to build a new branch and he was going there to look over it,.

When he got there, he was greeted warmly by her. She had long beautiful red hair that was straight and reached her hips, her eyes were honey-colored, which almost looked like a cat's. Her personality was very cheerful.

"Florian how are you? It's been a long time,"

"Heather!" Florian said, as he hugged her "I'm fine what about you? My, my, you've grown into quite the lady,"

"You did always know how to flat a girl, brother Florian,"

"Well you did always liked to be flattered Heath,"

"Too true," she said laughing, as she called a servant to get the bags. "Tell me brother, why did you want to come here?"

"It's going to be a long story," Florian said. As he held his arm to her. Heather wrapped her hand around his arm as she picked up her long dress.

Later, Heather was hugging a crying Florian.

"Oh, my brother, my little Flo, you are very brave to leave, your loved one," She said, a few tears escaping her eyes.

"You must think I'm weak"

"No, no, as I've said your strong, no one could do what you did,"

"The only comfort I have is that Noir and I have made the promise of not falling in love with another person,"

Heather had hold him for a long time, feeling sad for her brother.

Florian had lived there for at least a year, when he was contacted with one of his Uncles. his name was Harris. He was in his mid-50. He came and told him that he knew where he was the whole year and that he come to the decision that it was time for him to settle down. Florian was dumbfouted, but then when Harris introduced him to Bella. True to her name she was a beauty. She had a long-curly black hair her eyes were a very sky-blue shade. She was tall, and in every was elegant, as a noble should be. Florian had really thought that she was beautiful, though he didn't feel the sparks as he had when he realized he had fallen in love with Noir. He had felt bad for Bella because he was never going to fall in love with her. She deserved someone that would fall in love with her and treasure her. Still he couldn't do anything.

"Florian are you alright?" Florian came back to the present.

"Yes I'm fine,"

"Good, we're here,"

"Here-where-" Florian stopped his statement, his heart raced, as he saw where he was,

"Paris," Bella said.

'No! I said I wound's be back here,' Florian thought.

"I thought you'll like to see your home, and aside from that I'm planning on getting married here," Bella finished as he got her coat and gloves. Florian could only follow with the suitcases.

"Aren't you glad your home Florian?"

"Yes" Florian said, but inside he was NOT.

Ok then you know the drill. I just want to thank Picachu407 (my sister) because she helped with the chapter. I'll see when I can upload the 3rd chapter.