Sorry for the long delay and making this one a weird one. It's my first day off in a long time. Let's see if I can get this going a little further and maybe answer a few questions.

Chapter Six

The trip to New York was a lot longer than I remembered. Yuki was quiet only shutting his eyes for a few minutes. He kept himself contempt by watching the sky outside the window. I wanted to ask him so many questions, but I couldn't get up the courage to ask him myself. I stared down at the baby. She slept content in her carrier. Occasionally, Yuki would rock the carrier with his foot. He seemed so different; more emotionless than I've ever seen him only caring about the baby.

The plane landed on the runway, and I unbuckled my seatbelt. Stretching out my cramped muscles, I went to reach for the baby, but Yuki got her first. "Don't worry about her, Shuichi. I'll take care of her now."

"You shouldn't do things all on your own," I mumbled under my breath. Why did he always insist on going at things alone! I was here to help him. Why couldn't he see that? Yuki glanced back at me. "Nothing," was all I replied to his questioning look. I found myself slowly becoming jealous of this baby if you could call her that. Half angel. And what made me believe his story about the angels taking his DNA to create this child? Why would they choose him out of all these people? Was it all at random? Or was he just saying that so I wouldn't get upset?

We walked through the crowded airport. I followed close behind Yuki, afraid that he would leave me behind and not even notice. The crows of people made me nervous. I was still afraid of people knowing who I was. I just didn't want a repeat of last year or even when Tachi tricked me into going to his place.

Before I knew it, we were outside, and Yuki was hailing a taxi. "You're looking pale," Yuki commented, getting into the car.

"It's nothing."

"I thought you were over that."

How could I be? I mean he wasn't necessarily over his childhood pain. I stared for a long time out the window. I guess Yuki didn't think I would answer him back. After about a half hour, I glanced over at him. "Where are we going?"

"My apartment."

"You have an apartment here."

"Yes. No one knows of it. Not even Touma."

"That's amazing. How did you keep it hidden from him?"

"It's not in my name. Not in any name that could be mine."

"Who's it in?"

"Mindy Robinson."

I couldn't speak for awhile. He had an apartment under a woman's name. "Okay." I couldn't say anything else. It was too shocking.

The taxi stopped outside of a building. Yuki stepped out, and I looked up at the huge building. It was twenty floors or more high. On the ground in front of the doorway was an S shape carved in stone. The doorman glanced at Yuki then at me. "Who are you visiting today, gentlemen?"

"Mindy Robinson asked us to come over. She's due back from her trip soon."

He looked suspiciously at the two of us. "No funny business."

"No. We'll wait for her upstairs." He nodded and let us in the front door.

Yuki walked up to the elevator at the end of a short hallway and pushed the up button. "Tight security," I commented.

"Yeah. Sometimes actors come here to hide from the press. A friend of mine told me about this place. Normally the doorman lets me in with no problems, but I haven't been here in awhile. He must have forgotten me."

"Oh." The elevator was huge and had red carpeting with black diamond shapes scattered around. Yuki pushed floor eighteen, and the elevator began to rise.

"Are you sure we'll be safe here?"

"Nobody was following us, and no one knows we're here." I still didn't feel comfortable. There was something nagging me in the back of my mind. We walked out into a hallway. In the center of the floor was now forest green carpet. The walls were a lighter color green and every four feet was a small light. We passed door after door until Yuki stopped at the last door in this hallway.

Yuki inserted a key and stepped inside. The apartment was roomy like his other one in Japan. The living room only had a couch and a television. There wasn't a coffee table this time. The only table in the room was the one holding the lamp. I glanced around. One bedroom with a large bed. A small kitchen. It seemed to be fit for one person.

Yuki put the baby down. She started to cry. "She's probably hungry." Yuki picked through the only bag we had and pulled out a bottle. "You feed her. I'm going to the store for more formula and supplies for us."

I sighed. "Are you going to be okay by yourself?"

"Yeah I'll be fine. Take care of her." Yuki left, and I stared down at the baby sucking away at the nipple. Okay. I guess. I've never taken car of a baby fully on my own before. My mother was always there helping me with my little sister. I sat down on the couch. If she was half angel, would she still have to eat? I made up my mind then. Yuki and I were going to have a serious talk when he got back. I wanted answers. True answers!

I must have fallen asleep while I waited for Yuki because the first thing I heard was someone putting things away in the kitchen. I rubbed my tired eyes and walked in seeing Yuki putting beer and food inside of the fridge. Of course he would think beer was a necessity. "Yuki?"

"I didn't want to wake you. You looked tired."

"We need to talk."

"About the airport. Yes. When are you going to get used to crowded areas?"

I sighed and leaned against the counter. I didn't want to talk about that. "The same time you get over what happened in the past," I said bitterly.

"You can't let the past stop you from living your life."

"You do!"

"That's not the point, Shuichi."

"Well this isn't what I wanted to talk about!"

"Then what?"

"I don't think you're telling me the truth about the baby. What are you hiding?"

Yuki slammed the refrigerator door shut. "I'm not hiding anything."

"That's a lie." Tears started to form in my eyes, and I cursed them for appearing. "And that baby isn't an angel. You had a fling, and you just don't want to admit."

Yuki glared at me. "How could I have the time when I was looking for you?"

"It doesn't take long at all," I barely got out through my lips.

"And what if I did have a fling? Are you going to leave me?"

I ran my fingers through my hair. "I want the truth."

"No you don't. You want to hear how much I love you, and I'll do anything for you."

I turned around. He was right. I could care less how that baby came about. I just wanted to hear him say those precious three words. Right about then I could care less what he told me. I couldn't stand being near him anymore. I turned and ran out of the apartment, hearing him shout my name but not caring. I ran into the busy streets of New York. I had to get away. How could I even believed that an angel had his baby? I just wanted to believe what he told me. I ran into a nearby park and accidentally slammed into a tree. I rubbed my head and leaned against the tree. Please rain…

There you have it! A few questions answered LOL Thank you for reading please review

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