"Y-h... rry a-ou... I l-v.. yo.."

Distant murmurs were heard. They spoke in a soft voice.

"Ge.. well my l-ve... p-y som.. ok-y.."

Dave awoke slowly, his mind clearing off, but still lingering hazy. He could hear the voice better now, but concentration on it gave him a headache.

"I promise you I w-l pay... bi-l.. Ja-e.."

Dave grunted as he tried to sit up, clutching at his pulsing head. His vision blurred for a second and he shut his eyes. Dirk noticed this activity, and finished up his phone call. He bid goodbye to the person on the other side of the line, and slowly made his way next to Dave.

"Hey kiddo," he started. "Don't strain yourself too much, or you'll pass out again." He spat out the last part in annoyance. Dave picked up on his tone. "If I'm a bother, then why the fuck are you still here?" Dirk didn't answer that, but he knew well why he was still here. Dave sighed and opened his eyes to face his kidnapper. "Where am I?"

The taller male grabbed a chair, and pulled it closer to a bed in which Dave rested in. "We're at a new hotel, far away from the last one." Dirk began to explain, but he soon paused. "Do you even remember what happened yesterday?" He asked, and Dave looked up at the ceiling, as if it held the answers. The blonde shook his head. "Not much, only up to the part where you dragged me in the alley." He faced Dirk and stared him dead in the shades. "You motherfucker."

Dirk expected this reaction. He doesn't blame the kid. "Whatever." He muttered at him. "Not like I had a choice."

Dave wasn't happy at all. "Had a choice?" He raised his voice. "You fucker kidnapped me, dragged me to an unknown place, pulled me out of a window nearly killing me, and you say you didn't have a choice-" His sudden outburst earned him a sting in the head. His world began to spin as he hissed loudly at the pain. "Don't give me this crap." He uttered below his breath, but loud enough for Dirk to hear. "Why didn't you just let me go?" His voice sounded bitter.

Dirk stayed quiet, not sure how to answer. Dave is a complete stranger to him, he wasn't about to spill his information to him. "I didn't have a choice." Instead he only repeated himself. Dave shook his head in disbelief, and lied back down. "Fuck you, Dick." He rubbed his eyes, and quick realization flooded upon him. "My shades!" He blurted, and hid his red eyes behind pale hands. "Fuck! Shit! No!"

Dave continued to curse, and each word began to sound sadder and sadder. He was on the urge of crying, but held back the tears. Dirk didn't understand why he was acting the way he was. "What the fuck dude?" He crossed his hands, and held them close to his chest. "They're just shades."

Dirk's words hurt Dave. "What?" Dave asked quietly. Dirk was about to repeat what he said, but he was cut off by Dave's outburst. "They're not just shades! They're important to me!" Dave shot up in the bed, and glared at Dirk's frowning face.

"Why?" Asked Dirk. "Is it to hide your eye color? It's not a big deal-" Dave didn't like what Dirk was saying. "Fuck you, it was an important present!" At this point, a single tear rolled down Dave's red cheek. He quickly wiped it up, and fought back any other tears that dared to fall. "Those shades meant the world to me... And you! You just..." Dave clenched his hands in tight fists. "And my eye color might not scare you, but it's out of the norm!" He sighed, trying to calm down. "You don't just see people daily with fairy colored eyes. Fucking cherry red candy."

Dirk knew this feeling all too well, but he wasn't about to say anything. After all, Dave is nothing but a stranger now. But Dave was his responsibility now too.

"Whatever lil man. Just get back to sleep. We're out of here by night." Said Dirk, and he stood up to give Dave some space.

"No, take me to a hospital first." Dave argued. "What if I have a concussion?" But Dirk shook his head. "I can't." He simply stated, but Dave wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. "Why the fuck not?" He raised his voice, but this time Dirk did the same thing. "Because I don't have any god damn money! You got that?"

Dave wasn't surprised at his outburst, but he did frown. "Useless fuck. Let me go to my place, I have money there." Dave proposed, but Dirk didn't like the idea. "No, that's the first place the zodiacs would go to." He explained. "They're probably there already, raiding out the place. So you can cross our homes from the list."

The blonde was not happy to hear this, and din't take the news lightly. "Well why the fuck did you drag me in this bullshit!" He jumped out of the bed, bare feet sticking to ice cold ground, and swung his fists in Dirk's direction. The male blocked both blows, and restrained the younger one."Because I didn't have a fucking choice!"

Dave's legs gave out, and he fell on the floor. Dirk didn't try to help him up, he only sat on the edge of the bed and buried his face in his large palms. Dave looked up at him, and asked. "What choice? Why did you kidnap me? Why aren't you letting me go?"

Dirk shook his head, biting his tongue so no information slips. At this point, Dave realized that pushing him will not get them anywhere. So instead, he tried another approach. "I'm sorry." Dirk froze still at these words, and listened closely. He heard light footsteps coming his way, followed by a creak of the bed. He felt a weight sit next to him, and he peeped to his side to see Dave next to him, staring at the floor.

"Okay man, I'm sorry. You have it just as rough as me. I'm sorry for being a prick and trying to force shit out of you." Dave continued. "Even though I had all right to do so." He added cockily, earning a snicker from Dirk.

"Whatever lil man." Dirk smiled to him. "Yeah, okay..." He inhaled deeply, removing his hands from his face. "I'll tell you."

Dave nodded, and turned to face Dirk, who did the same thing.

"I was promised money."