AN: SORRY THAT THIS IS SOOOOO LATE!! PLEASE FORGIVE SENPAI-SAMA!!

Morning Waffles

Kazahaya woke up and shivered.

"Cold..." he muttered to the empty sun filled room. 'It's morning already?' he thought as he forced himself to stretch out of his fetal position in to a cobra like stretch across the couches arm rest. He lifted the clock on the little table beside the soft couch to see what time it was.

"You cold?"

The voice surprised Kazahaya making him drop the clock. He was about to turn around when a strong pair of arms grabbed him around the waist and pulled him in to the soft couch.

"Better?" the sleepy voice asked as it snuggled up against Kazahaya's lower back.

"NO!" he squeaked. He looked over his shoulder to see Rikuo.

'The Monster!!' Kazahaya thought, horrified, 'So it wasn't a dream!'

"Too bad!" Rikuo muttered in his sleepy voice. "I'm nice and warm now!"

Kazahaya tried to quench his anger. Telling himself he was just messing with him like when he made him say 'Master...'Wait a minute. The horrid memory of saying such things in such a way over took Kazahaya and he couldn't help but hit his head against the couches arm rest a few times before laying it on his arm with a sigh.

Rikuo watched the whole, strange, thing and wondered what was wrong with this kid.

Kazahaya let out another, exasperated, sigh before trying to reach the clock that had fallen to the floor. With no luck.

'Why am I so short?' Kazahaya whined in his head as he looked at the clock longingly and continued to try and reach for it.

Rikuo watched him tiredly for a few minutes before pushing him self up and sliding along Kazahaya's back till he was leaning to the couch cushioned side of him. He rested his elbow on the couches arm rest and then rested his head on his hand. His other hand hanging over Kazahaya's small waist and lower back.

He watched in a board like manner as Kazahaya continued to try and reach the clock with such concentration that he hadn't noticed Rikuo move.

'I'm a failure of a man!' Kazahaya thought to himself, for what must have been the millionth time in his life (or maybe just this evening). He remembered the whole 'master' incident, then he remembered all the 'falling catch' incidents, and the 'video game failure' (after returning to from the bath room)1} and many more incidents that Rikuo hadn't even been apart of.

He felt like crying as his hand was still merely inches from reaching the black clock. Where the hell was his stupid father?

Rikuo saw the tears building up in Kazahaya's eyes and felt a twinge.

'He looks like a kitty cat who can't catch his mouse!' at the thought of this he frowned. But then a new thought came to him.

He reached over and pulled the clock up. Kazahaya turned and looked at him, surprised.

'Just as I thought. He didn't notice!'

Rikuo handed him the clock with a smile as Kazahaya's teary eyes still looked at him surprised. He took the clock timidly before looking back at him a questioning look on his face.

"W...why?"

"Food." came Rikuo's short simple answer.

This made Kazahaya fall off the couch.

'I should have known!' he seethed as he rubbed his sore bottom.

Rikuo watched him with fascination a small smile playing across his lips.

'...Monster!' Kazahaya thought as he finally got to see what time it was.

The room fell silent.

Rikuo was feeling an onimious (sp?) aurora coming from the blond on the floor.

"K-Kazahaya?" he asked trying to keep his macho appearance.

"ITS TWELVE O'CLOCK?! WHAT THE HELL!!"

He began to look side to side franticly. He then got up and ran around the house slamming door's, droors and scurrying up and down the steps. When Rikuo was sure he had searched the whole house (may I add in record beating time) he once again stood before him panting hard. Rikuo was still layed out on his side against the couch. He looked at the panting Kazahaya and felt a huge sweat drop down the side of his face.

"K-kazahaya?"

"Where the hell are they?!"

Just then the telephone rang. (AN: Perfect timing! ^_^)

They both stared at it. Rikuo a bit nervous Kazahaya's eyes held determination and anger.

After a few deep breaths he went over to pick up the phone. He pulled it off the receiver calming his panting breath and pushing his blond hair out of his sweaty face.

"Hello?" he said calmly. Rikuo watched thinking it was adorable how he had flipped his hair out of his face and went from panting like a dog in heat to sounding all sophisticated and mature.

The calmness seemed to be twitching in and out of existence as Kazahaya listened.

"NO WAY IN HELL!!" the phone was slammed down on the receiver and Rikuo let out a sigh.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SIGHING FOR?" Kazahaya said pointing a finger at him, the telephone in between the two on a small little table on the opposite end of the couch.

"Nothing." came one of Rikuo's famous calm one worded answers.

"THEN DON'T SIGH!!" Kazahaya yelled.

RIkuo yawned and stretched his hands above his head as he stood up.

"DON'T YAWN AS IF WHAT I HAVE TO SAY IS UN-IMPORTANT!!" Kazahaya said appearing in-front of him and poking a finger at his chest.

Rikuo looked down at him.

"You aren't saying anything of importance."

Kazahaya began to seethe and was about to yell at him but he walked away.

"HEY!!"

Rijuo plopped down on to one of the chairs that lay around the dinning table.

"Come make me some breakfast." he demanded as he slung his right elbow over the chair and let his arm dangle in front of him. He let his back sag a bit in the chair and looked at Kazahaya commandingly.

"Wh-WHAT?!" Kazahaya choked out.

"You heard me. Come make me some breakfast!!"

""WHAT THE HELL!!" KAzahaya blew. "WHAT THE HELL MAKES YOU THINK," he yelled as he stomped over in to where Rikuo was sitting "THAT YOU CAN JUST ORDER ME AROUND LIKE THIS?!"

"Slave." Rikuo said (another one word answer).

Kazahaya looked at him aghast.

"I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE!!" Kazahaya yelled. "WHO THE HELL WOULD WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE?!"

"I'm hungry. You can cook. So do so 'mother'."

Kazahaya glowered at him.

"I, Will do, No, Such, Thing!" he said clenching his temper.

"Yes, you, will!" Rikuo said making his attempts at calm.

"And why...why would I?" Kazahaya said crossing his arms in front of him and looking down at the sitting man.

"Because your hungry too."

"No I'm..." Kazahaya went to protest but then his stomach let out a growl and a empty feeling filled him. Rikuo smiled.

"So you might as well make two breakfasts."

This made Kazahaya seethe but he still found himself going in to the kitchen to make a batch of waffles for the two of them. As he did he couldn't help but think:

'Why the hell does my body hate me so?'

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1) He's actually pretty good at video games it's just that it was like two thirty in the morning or so and they played till almost four thirty, five.

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AN: I am terribly sorry that this chapter is so short!! I may add to it later or just do a chapter three part two or just go on from the new turn i want this story to take and then have a chapter three part two added in later or as a extra or a one shot. I haven't quite decided which path i want this story to take. A or B? 1 or 2? I don't know yet!!! _ (Head feels dizzy)