Disclaimer/Warnings/Summary/Etc: see chapter one.

Notes: Ahh, I am so sorry for taking so long, but I'm becoming increasingly unsatisfied with my writing. This was written quite a long while ago and the only reason I'm putting it up is for my reviewers. Thank you guys, I appreciate it.

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"Kai."

Kai turned around, giving him a confused look.

"Kai?" he repeated, "Wait up."

Shaking his head softly, the bluenette faced forward once again and continued moving away at a steady pace.

"Kai!" Yuri called, running toward him. The ground beneath his feet didn't move, however. He was running—but he still remained in the same spot. The other man was disappearing fast until the white nothingness swallowed him whole.

"No!" he gasped, lunging forward. He fell face first— but he didn't hit solidness. A sick feeling erupted into his stomach; he kept falling and falling…

"Yuri," the now compressing dark murmured to him, "Yuri, Yuri."

There were soft touches to his chest as he rushed forever downwards. He shuddered, trying to jerk away from the feeling but they remained consistent.

"No," he groaned, eyes wide open in the utter blackness, "Nnn."

The feeling to his chest stopped. But he kept falling, his heart hammering in his throat.

"Yuri?"

And then, suddenly, he slammed down on something soft and… soft? Jolting awake, he flew into a sitting position and nearly knocked into Kai, who had been hovering over him. The other's fast reflexes saved them from a collision, however, and he felt him shift slightly before coming to look at him.

"What is it?" Kai asked.

Yuri ran a hand over his face, feeling slightly agitated, "Nothing. It's nothing—just a disturbing dream." He still felt sick to his stomach. It was so…

Kai continued to observe him. Yuri's eyes dazedly travelled down to look at the creamy skin of the muscular chest presented before him only to swerve upwards again when the other spoke.

"You kept saying my name."

"Oh," Yuri replied, giving him a slightly forced half-smile and trying to push the dream's after-effect to the back of his mind, "Am I not allowed to dream about you?"

But Kai frowned slightly, "You said it was disturbing."

"It's just a dream, Kai," he replied, rolling off the bed and stretching, careless of his state of nudity, "You were walking away and then I kept falling. It's stupid."

The bed creaked and then strong arms wrapped around him from behind, Kai trailing soft kisses on his neck. Yuri leant back with his eyes closed, almost wanting to go back to sleep.

"Shower?" he mumbled instead.

Kai nodded against his shoulder.

It was late that afternoon when Kai received a call from the hospital. Yuri stood tensely as he watched Kai listen to the line, but relaxed when the other let out a small sigh of relief. The bluenette thanked the speaker before flipping his mobile shut and turning to Yuri. His smile was slightly strained.

"He's going to be fine," he said, and Yuri knew who he was referring to. Kai looked uncertain of Yuri's reaction.

"I'm glad," Yuri replied. He remembered the broken boy on the hospital bed and felt immensely relieved that he was going to be okay. "How's he doing now?"

"Still healing," Kai looked suddenly hesitant of the whole situation, "They want to keep him in their care to monitor the process but he's awake now," he stared hard at the phone in his hand before slipping it into his pocket and looking up at Yuri, "They want me to come and see him."

The silence that followed was broken by Yuri, "Does he know?"

Kai's forehead creased in question.

"That you're—his father? Have you been with him before?"

Slowly, the bluenette shook his head, "I asked Saiko not to tell him. I—don't know why." He frowned slightly, "I'll go now. If that's okay with you."

Yuri nodded silently, and Kai leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his cheek before grabbing his jacket and moving to the door. He almost closed it behind him when Yuri called out.

"Kai."

The addressed man stopped, arm between doorframe and door.

"If… you wanted me to come…" Yuri started, unsure of his own words. Did he want to go? He didn't, but he didn't want to be left behind either.

Kai looked back, "If you want to come, Yuri, I don't mind."

The redhead ran a hand through his hair, having a mad urge to ask, do you want me to? But nodded and grabbed his keys anyway.

Kai was the one who drove to the hospital, and there was no registration this time. They went straight for the elevators and then to the front desk of the intensive care section. There were a couple of nurses there, the one from their previous visit nowhere to be seen, and one of them came with them after they requested to visit Yuki.

"Doctor Mizuhara is with him now, as he's awake," she explained as they made their way down the hall, "He seems frightened and keeps asking for his mother, poor boy. I'm sure it'll be better now that you're here." Her last words were addressed to Kai.

He hesitated as they came to a stop at the closed door of room 17, "Does he know that I'm here?"

Her hand had turned the knob, but she didn't open the door. She looked back at Kai, "Doctor Mizuhara should be explaining that to him now. Ever since he woke up he's been confused, but it's probably just a temporary state of after-crash effect." Pushing it ajar, she stuck her head inside, "Doctor, Mr. Hiwatari is here."

"Ah," they heard her say and then, more softly, "Just wait for a little, Yuki. Can you do that?"

"I want my mommy," a small voice whimpered. Kai moved forward only to be prevented from entering by the nurse.

"I'll be back," the doctor promised before appearing and closing the door behind her. She was frowning slightly.

"Hello, Mr. Hiwatari, and—Mr. Ivanov, was it?" she questioned Yuri, who nodded. Turning back to the former, she said, "There seems to be confusion in this matter. I told him that you'd be coming but he has shown no sign of recognising a fatherly figure in any way." As Kai visibly winced, she continued, "Am I to understand that this is not a result of the accident?"

"He doesn't know. About me, I mean," Kai replied, "He lived with his mother. I believe that she never told him about having a father," he said in way of explanation, conveniently leaving out the part that it had been upon his own request.

The nurse, whose eyebrow had risen at this new revelation, excused herself, "Did you need me for anything, Doctor?"

"No. Thank you, Melissa. You can see to other matters now." As Nurse Melissa started walking away, she seemed to change her mind, "Actually, can you keep Yuki company for a little?" Turning back, the nurse nodded and entered the room, closing the door firmly behind her. "It is not becoming that we discuss this out in the corridor, please come on in here." Doctor Mizuhara led them to an empty room two doors down and closed the door for some privacy.

"Will I be able to see him today?" Kai seemed unable not to ask.

"Well, we have to sort this little misunderstanding first," the doctor replied, "Yuki is in a fragile state of mind right now, as I'm sure you know. I thought that having you see him will bring him some comfort and help the matter at hand," she paused slightly, "Mr. Hiwatari, have you even met him before?"

Slowly, Kai shook his head.

"Well, you should have told us this beforehand. Introducing Yuki to what would be a stranger to him might do the exact opposite of what we want. He is still very young and doesn't have the comfort of his mother, even though he doesn't know that she is no longer here. Yet."

Yuri leaned against the wall, a ways away from the two, and tried to blend into the background. But Kai's eyes kept flitting toward him, as though seeking aid—something Yuri couldn't give him in this situation.

"I understand your concern but…" Kai trailed off.

"We cannot stop you from visiting him, Mr. Hiwatari, as you are his lawful guardian now. Prevention is only allowed if we are certain that it poses as a danger to our patient. However, his current mental state, coupled with his age, a mere four—?"

"And two months," the bluenete finished for her, looking wary. "What alternative do you suggest then?"

"Pardon?"

"If you think it's not a good idea for me to see him. I do have full custody of him now, so he will have to meet me sooner or later."

"Yes," she nodded, "But I was thinking to give it some time… let him settle and have his confusion cleared. He does not even know how he acquired his wounds. I believe that it's a short-term memory loss from the impact."

But Kai was shaking his head, "I need to see him."

"It is your choice, Mr. Hiwatari. However, you will be accountable if it worsens his state, and I mean that in no threatening terms. After all, we are responsible for the well-being of our patients." She turned to Yuri, "Mr. Ivanov, did you have an intention of visiting him as well?"

Yuri hesitated, "I'm here with Kai. I can wait while he sees him."

She nodded approvingly, "That will be for the best, I think. Mr. Hiwatari, I promised Yuki to be back and I'm still working on his trust of me. So you may have to wait a few moments while I fulfill that promise."

They returned back to room 17, and Doctor Mizuhara entered. The nurse, who had been with Yuki during this time, exited and shot the pair a smile before sauntering off. It was not long before the blonde doctor opened the door, still talking to the small boy.

"…let your visitor in now. I'm afraid I can't stay, but you can press the button if you need me. Alright, Yuki?"

There was no audible response and then she held the door open for Kai to enter, giving him a sympathetic look. Kai nodded in thanks and moved forward. Yuri caught a glimpse of the pale boy still lying down before the door was shut and the woman turned to him.

"I'll wait here," he told her, slumping against the wall. But she did not walk away. Instead, she came nearer.

"This must be a very hard time for him," she said gently, and Yuri knew who him was. "But I don't understand why Yuki wasn't told about his father before. He is old enough to comprehend."

Yuri merely inclined his head.

"I'm glad he has you for support. It seems that you are close friends."

Her words reminded him of their past visit, and maybe now not-so-subtle hand holding. It's none of your business, he wanted to say, but he didn't. Not knowing what else could be said, he remained silent and merely looked at her. Did she not have matters to attend to, anyway? After a short pause, she finally seemed to be coming back to her senses.

"Well, I'll get going now. Take care, Mr. Ivanov."

Yuri did not have to wait long after she disappeared. The door he was leaning next to opened and Kai slowly stepped out, only turning back around briefly for a murmured, "Bye, Yuki."

The redhead instantly straightened up, watching cautiously as the bluenette closed the door and turned to him.

"Did you talk to him?" he asked.

Melissa appeared, and Kai didn't reply.

"Did Yuki press the button?" she asked.

Kai shook his head, "I did. I'm leaving now, but Yuki said he wanted to see Doctor Mizuhara."

"I'll call her," the nurse replied, "Goodbye, then."

As they walked out of the hospital and to the parking lot, Kai stopped by a bench and sank down. After a second's pause, Yuri sat down as well and watched the colourful palette of the sky that indicated of the now setting sun.

"How did it go?" he asked after a few moments of silence.

"I told him," Kai turned to look at the redhead, "That I'm his father." As Yuri turned sideways to watch the heavenly shades playing across the other's face, he continued, "He seemed scared. But he's so young—I wasn't sure what else to say."

Yuri nodded lightly and Kai went on, "Not—not in a frantic way. Just apprehensive. He believed me, though. Asked why I didn't live with them. And then he wanted me to bring his mother." He reached over and traced the knuckles of the hand propped between them by Yuri.

"What did you do?"

"Told him she travelled away. I couldn't tell him that she died—he understands the concept."

"Kai."

Kai looked up to meet Yuri's intense gaze. His hand now rested on top of Yuri's and he sighed.

"It's so weird," he admitted, "Meeting my own child, for the first time. He's so small and frail. I just want to…"

"Protect him?" Yuri compensated.

Kai only nodded.

"I'm sorry," he said after a while.

"What for?" Yuri asked softly, turning his palm up under Kai's hand to entwine their fingers.

"For hurting you. For putting you through this with me."

Yuri said nothing and Kai's grip tightened.

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Kai returned to his own house that night, and while Yuri was tempted to ask him to say, things had felt slightly awkward. Both of them had work the next day anyhow, and he found himself lying alone on his bed in the dark. The pillow he huddled to his chest smelled painfully of the bluenette. He brought it up and buried his face into it, but the scent prevented him from falling asleep. Images of the night before flashed through his mind, of husky voices and heavy breathing. Kai's lust-clouded eyes hovered through his inner vision, eyes that suddenly morphed into mischief-filled lilac. He threw the pillow away and sat up, moving to the living room and dropping on the couch.

Yuri fumbled on the couch, trying to get into a comfortable position and finding it impossible. He gave up in the end, lying for what felt like hours in the dimness until his swirling thoughts lulled him into a restless sleep.

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It's shorter than the others but please don't forget to review, it motivates me.