Haruto didn't ask how L-elf knew everything that would happen in such detail. It was scary just knowing it had occurred. If he brought it up there might be even more prophecies and Haruto didn't think he could handle that. He had to remind himself many times that L-elf fought overseas. Anticipating the enemy's moves came to him naturally, even now when there weren't any.

For a brief moment he contemplated asking the other for help romancing Shoko. But Haruto was confident in his current plan. It would work for sure. He didn't need any battle tactics to win over his dream girl. He had been sitting in the kitchen, looking over the assignments from his class. As they were kindergartners, there wasn't anything strenuous to grade. But he took his time going over each one, smiling at the little personality quirks in every paper. Haruto stood to get a snack from the cabinet when he heard L-elf enter.

"Oh, done with your shower? Was it a good one-" He turned to see L-elf, hair damp, with a towel around his waist and another around his shoulders.

He used the towel to wipe his ears dry before coming further into the small kitchen space. L-elf came until he was toe to toe with Haruto, who was now pressed back against the kitchen counter. He gave a short glance before reaching behind and taking a protein bar from the cabinet. Without a word, L-elf retreated back to his room, leaving his guardian in a state of mental panic.

'L-elf had been so close. Why was he so close? Why do I care? He's just another guy. But he was...he was kind of pretty just then. L-elf's got a feminine face, so maybe that's why...That's right. He just looked so much like a girl just then. That's why I felt weird around him. It's not like I'm into guys. And even if I am, it's not like I'm into L-elf of all people.'

They had been living together for a few days and things were going well, all things considered. L-elf kept to himself mostly but he always came out for meals, which was usually some form of take out or delivery. Haruto rarely cooked. If anything was made in this apartment, it was freezer food or a sandwich.

He had learn from the papers given to him by Shoko that L-elf's birthday was in May. It was currently mid-November. So that meant Haruto had about six months until L-elf was a legal adult. If all went well, Shoko would be in love with him by the end of that six months. He hadn't discussed the future with L-elf. But they had plenty of time for that.

Between grading assignments and thinking about his plan for Shoko, Haruto had mostly forgotten the feelings stirred up by L-elf. It wasn't until a few days later when Haruto tripped on a misplaced paper and fell on top of L-elf that those feelings came back.

"Will you get off of me?"

"A-ah, sorry!" Haruto sat up slowly. He felt at L-elf's waist without thinking. "You're a little thin. Are you okay? You're eating every day..."

L-elf grabbed his wrists and pushed them away. "That food you serve doesn't provide me with proper nutrients. I've eaten it because it is what you give me and you are my legal guardian. But it is clear that if I continue this way, I'll become malnourished."

"Malnourished?! What should we do? Do you need to eat something special?"

The young ex-soldier stood and opened a drawer in the kitchen, taking out some sheets. "I've gone through your past bills and paychecks in order to create a budget. How keen are you on remaining a kindergarten teacher?"

"Very", Haruto said confidently. He had no intention of quitting or changing careers.

"Then for now, we'll start with this option. The current JIORan prices of fresh produce and health foods will allow us to have a least one meal prepared here every week so that we may receive the greatest nutritional benefits. This budget also has room for snacks that are low in fat and high in protein. I imagine that working with small children requires energy, so this will work to your advantage as well."

L-elf put it down on the kitchen table for Haruto to see. His blue eyes scanned the page, making sense of some but not most. "I was never that good with money. But, you need this. I don't want you getting sick or anything. You seem good with this stuff, so I'll trust you."

"Then, every Saturday night will be it. Regardless of whom is cooking, that should give us ample time to prepare something to eat. I will take care of it this week."

"That's a great help. Then I'll know what kinds of things to make", Haruto smiled.

He was glad that L-elf had come up with this. Haruto was a little worried at first. He didn't keep his house well stocked with food. If he was hungry, he could just order take out or go to a convenience store, but L-elf's body was still growing. Plus, he was a legal guardian now. He had to be on top of his dependent's health. And if Shoko noticed and admired his reliability then that was just a bonus.

And so a few days later, Saturday came and Haruto walked around the grocery store with L-elf. The younger pushed the cart around, diligently adding things as they went down the aisle, while the elder simply watched. Haruto didn't dare upset the budget system that was in place. Even though the store was having a special sale on ice cream, he couldn't. Ice cream wasn't healthy anyway. And they needed health food.

They got to the register and Haruto paid for the food, but he realized he didn't know what was on the menu for tonight. L-elf was cooking so it must be something packed to the brim with proteins. Something an ex-soldier would cook. Haruto thought back to the war movies he'd seen. The meals were either sparse or just a metal tray covered in some slop.

Neither sounded appetizing and it had Haruto rethinking this whole deal. Even if it was just one meal out of the week, he didn't think he could take it. That night, L-elf cooked in the kitchen while Haruto watched TV in the living room. A delicious scent began to fill the air and it took Haruto a moment to realize it was coming from his own apartment.

He stood up and went to investigate. Standard military gruel shouldn't smell this good. Haruto wanted to find out what L-elf was making but his focus went out the window when he saw the young man had donned a very pale pink apron. L-elf stood by the stove, ignoring the other's existence. It turned out he was cooking chicken pasta with a creamy white sauce but any questions pertaining to that were far away.

"It's ready", L-elf announced as he plated the food. He removed the apron and placed it on the back of his chair before sitting down. He watched Haruto, who was still standing with a strange expression. "Are you not eating right now?"

"Y-yes! I'm eating now!" Haruto scrambled to get into his chair across from L-elf and dug in. The pasta was tender, the chicken was succulent, and the sauce was incredible. "This is healthy? I can't believe it."

"The trends as of right now push health foods that are low calorie or low fat in order to achieve the attractive level of thinness. But calories and fats are energy used by the body. The meals I will make will balance us nutritionally. Not make us lose weight."

That made sense. And L-elf's thin body was the problem. He needed to gain a little weight. Haruto continued to eat. L-elf didn't talk much which left him ample time to be alone with his thoughts, mostly why he was speechless as the sight of the apron.

'Why did I think he looked so good in it? Do I have a crossdressing kink? No, aprons are unisex, even if it it pink. It's not like it has frills. And it's not like he was naked under it.'

He stopped that particular train of thought before it could go any further.

'Why do I even have an apron anyway? I hardly cook. And I don't really like pink. Was it a gift?'

It was then that Haruto remembered the apron belonged to Shoko and thought that this was the reason for his reaction.

'Shoko looked really cute in that apron cooking for me that time. And she forgot to take it back with her. That must be why I acted like that. I was thinking of Shoko. It's not that I think L-elf looked nice or anything like that.'

Confident once again in his feelings towards L-elf, Haruto finished up the meal and did the dishes. "Thanks for the food. It was really good."

"Next week is your turn", was all L-elf replied with before going to his room for the night.

Q-vier couldn't believe how good he had it. His guardian was filthy rich and he got whatever he wanted. The only thing that was missing was the adrenaline of battle and a good kill of a worthy opponent. Sometimes he missed it. It was fun. And sometimes he missed his squad. They were the best of the best. But he and L-elf were the only ones who had been rescued. The rest had been left behind.

He thought of this in his king sized bed with his hands behind his head. The bandana he usually wore was on the bedside table. A lamp was lit, giving the room a soft glow. Q-vier yawned and decided that was enough thinking for one night. He heard a knock on the door. The servants were off by this time, so it could only be one person.

"Come in."

Inuzuka opened the door and smiled at him. "Just checking on you. You went to bed rather early."

"It's midnight."

"Huh?" Inuzuka checked his watch. "Where did the time go? I swear I was only in my office for a few minutes."

"Did you come to kiss me good night~?", Q-vier teased.

"Aren't you the one that's turning fifteen in a few days?", he threw back with a playful grin. Despite that he came over and kissed Q-vier's forehead. "Good night."

"Good night." Q-vier's voice was uncharacteristically quiet but Inuzuka but the blame on drowsiness. He turned off the lamp and closed the door behind him. Q-vier meant to go right to sleep but his mind was whirring with thoughts that had little to do with his old life in Dorssia.

I hope you guys find the harueru storyline fluffy and nice because the QKyu side is going to be full of ANGST and SAD BACKSTORIES on both sides