Well, I'm finally updating... All I managed to update when I got back was my drabble series, and then I got sick. I'm not even kidding. Althought, after that, I really just got lazy...

I'm so sorry for not updating! -bows- I'll try to update sooner next time... all the reviews guilt-tripped me into updating as quickly as possible. Especially minceo sending me a message telling me to update... so everyone thank minceo and everyone who reviewed. I'll try to be faster from now on...

Anyways, I'm glad the plot twist (?) wasn't too obvious. I was expecting a lot of people to get it after the 'appointment' comment, but I was afraid everyone was gonna be like 'pssh, I saw that coming a mile away.' Really glad that didn't happen.

Also, I'm sorry, but I don't think I can reply to peoples' reviews anymore... it's too much for me to do, which I guess is really just me being lazy XD. I might update faster (periodically) that way, too. If I write something wierd and anyone has a question, I will of course answer it...

I can't believe I used the word 'heliotrope'. It was alliteration, too... -cries- how lame.

Disclaimer: Pfft, me, own something as big as a series? Bah, yeah right. Well, I did make up Saki randomly, so she's mine. And this other dude. -shuts up-

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--Dark stumbled back to the restaurant. He was pretty tired, and his arms hurt... that big guy had been pretty horny. He had ended up with his arms tied to the headboard the entire time. It wasn't the worst he had endured, but that didn't make it any better. Many different thoughts flew through his mind (most of which were curses directed towards the man), but one pushed it's way to the top: Krad.

--He hadn't allowed himself to believe that it was actually Krad sitting at the table; his luck was way too bad for that. However, when Krad had recognized him, he realized it really was him. This thought excited Dark; Krad was the closest thing to a friend Dark had ever had. Although he had only been with him for a day, Dark felt drawn to the man. He could sense an immense loneliness within the golden-haired boy, and actually sort of felt sorry for him. The descision to give him his phone number had been a spontaneous one, but he did not regret it. It had been his real number as well, not his work one. He did not want Krad to know about that side of him. He really hoped Krad would call; he had been the only person to ever show him any sort of kindness. Maybe they could go get lunch one day or something.

--"...back..." Dark mumbled, falling into the eatery.

--"How much didja get?" The manager grunted, holding out his hand. Dark dropped some money into the the man's hand. He raised an eyebrow. "You sure he meant to give you this much?"

--"Yeah," Dark replied. "If he hadn't, I probably would've done something bad to him."

--The manager let out a short laugh. "Bad night, eh? Well, good job. You're definately our top seller."

--Dark just grunted and headed towards the stairs. "Hey, where you going? We still got some cleanup to do!"

--"Bed," Dark groaned, and staggered up the stairs.

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--Dark woke up, and stretched. He immediately winced as a sharp pain shot through his arms, reminding him of the previous events. Ice... he thought. Ice would help... right? Groggily, he climbed out of bed and stumbled around, trying to locate the freezer.

--"Here," a voice said. An ice pack appeared in front of him, held by an elegant hand. The hand belonged to the man standing before Dark, a tall, slender creature. He had soft almond-brown hair that fell to his chin, and stunning emerald eyes.

--Dark took the ice gratefully. "Thanks, Tsukishita..." he mumbled.

--"I know how you feel," Tsukishita sighed. "I seem to always get some guy who's obsessed with bondage." He smiled. "Lucky me, eh?"

--Tsukishita was Dark's roommate. He was a few years older than Dark, and stunningly beautiful. If Dark was their top seller, then Tsukishita was a very close second. Dark recalled his thoughts from the previous night, and realized they weren't quite true; Tsukishita had shown Dark immense kindness. He was the one who convinced the manager to let Dark stay when he had stumbled into the restaurant two years, and Dark was very grateful for that. Dark gave him a weak smile. "Yeah, lucky you..."

--The man frowned. "Dark, you look terrible," he said, concerned. "You go back to bed. I'm gonna tell the manager you need to take the day off." Dark nodded thankfully, and managed to make his way back to his bed. He fell into the bed, and barely managed to put the ice on his arms before falling asleep again.

--Tsukishita looked at the sleeping Dark, and shook his head. "Poor kid," he whispered, and quietly exited the room.

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--Dark awoke to the phone ringing. At first he thought it was the work phone, and was going to ignore it, when he suddenly realized it was his phone. He jumped out of bed and shot over to the phone, barely managing to pick it up before it stopped ringing. "Hello?" he panted, breathless.

--"...Dark?"

--Hey! Dark thought happily. Krad actually called me! "Hey, Krad!" He had forgotten that he was actually unwell and really should be in bed, but was remined when he suddenly could not stop coughing.

--"Are you okay?" The voice on the other line sounded concerned. "Should I call back later?"

--"No," Dark replied hurridly, in between coughs. "I'll be right back. Just need a little water." As he was putting the phone down, he thought he heard a woman's voice on the other line, yelling. He quickly ran into the bathroom, put his head under the faucet, and turned on the tap. The cool water slid down his throat, and his coughing ceased. He walked back into the bedroom, and picked up the phone. "Sorry about that," he apologized. "I think I've caught some bug or something."

--"...you sure you're okay?"

--"Yeah," Dark assured him. He really was fine, just exhausted from last night, but he sure as hell wasn't going to say that. "So, what's up?"

--There was a strange pause on the other line, and then what sounded like a large object connecting with a person's skull. This was followed by a muffled yelp from Krad. "...are you okay?" Dark asked jokingly.

--"It's just my... cat." Dark's face lit up.

--"You have a cat!" He exclaimed. "I love cats! I've always wanted one!"

--"Really?" Krad sounded sort of surprised.

--Dark flushed. "Er, I mean..."

--"Then I'll have to show him to you sometime. But for now, would you like to go get lunch tomorrow?"

--"Uh, okay!" Dark agreed. "The shop's closed on Sunday's, anyways."

--"Do you know the cafe on Main street? Is there at one okay?"

--"Yeah, that's great!"

--"Okay, I'll see you then."

--"Bye!"

--"Bye." There was a beep, and Dark hung up the phone. Now he had something to look forward too. However, for that to even happen, he did need to rest. Happily he climbed back into his bed, and soon fell asleep.

-TbC-

A/N: Hah, I just realized it probably seems like their personalities are switched around, 'cept Dark would be less satanic. Seems that way, doesn't it.