AHAHAHHA!!! I'M BACK!!! It's only been…2½ years o.0. Oh well. Now I'm older and wiser. Well…older at least. I was looking back at my story and finally got up the nerve to write another chapter. I hope you guys like it. I'm REALLY out of practice, so I'm sorry if the personality of the characters is changed at all, I'll try and fix it as best as I can. Anyways...I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Standard disclaimer: I don't own the fabulous characters drawn by the artist known as Maki Murakami. But, my story, so copy it and die…

That got a small chuckle out of him "No, it was someone else…Do you remember Kitazawa?"

There was a silence on the other end and then "Of course I do, I was there, remember?"

"I know Tohma, I know…"

"So what is it you wanted to talk about? You haven't…seen him have you?"

"Well, it's kind of complicated"

Tohma sighed into the phone "It always is with him. Would you rather meet? I have a free day…" Yuki could hear a shuffling of papers in the background "well, it looks like I can fit you in on Wednesday. I work always work late anyways. Would that work?"

"Yeah, whatever. Not much to talk about anyways. Nothing I can't handle on my own"

Tohma chuckled "Oooof course not Yuki! Never said you couldn't. So! Let's say…1am, my office?"

Yuki grunted. Not knowing what else to say, he said good-bye and hung up the phone. Getting another cigarette out of his shirt pocket, Yuki lit it up and sat back, surveying the room in front of him as he took a long drag. Shuichi had gone back to sleep, a little ball on the bed of rumpled covers. Smirking slightly, Yuki flicked the ashes into a cup that was nearby. His eyes wandered over the rest of the room, and rested on the bloodstain on the floor.

"Damn…now I'll have to call in a cleaner." Yuki shook his head and took another drag of the cigarette. There was only a certain amount of times you could call in a cleaner about spilled "tomato juice" before they started to get suspicious. Besides, blood just didn't come out as well as juice did, and any cleaner worth well, anything, would be able to see it for what it really is. Unfortunately, the blood really didn't go well with the current décor, so it'd have to go. With a sigh, Yuki put out the cigarette and got up, walking over to the cupboard to look for a phonebook. Flipping through the pages, he picked a place at random and dialed the number, not even looking at the name.

"Hello! This is Sakano! I'm here to help you with any of your bloody messy needs! Got a spill that needs to disappear? Don't worry! We'll appear and you'll never even hear!"

Yuki stared at the phone, unable to believe what he was hearing. Finally he put the phone back to his ear.

"-llo! Hello! Can you hear me?!?!?! K!! Your damn phone isn't working anymore! What the hell am I paying you for?!"

Yuki cleared his throat.

"Oh! Your still there! Excellent. How can I help you?"

"So Sakano, you run a cleaning business too. Tell me, is there anything you don't do?"

There was silence on the other end, then "Yuki? Oh I'm so glad to hear from you! What are you doing calling this line though? You should be calling the other one if you need me."

"Well, I was under the impression that this was a clean up business"

"Ahhh, so that's what you need. Well of course! I'll be over right away. Free of charge of course. You are aiding me in finding my assistant. Still haven't heard from her of Hiro though…should be soon though!"

Yuki massaged his temples "Just…get over here and clean the damn thing up."

"Sure thing! Be over there in a jiffy!"

Hearing a click on the other side, Yuki hung up the phone, shaking his head. 'Of all the places to call…' Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the bed and sat down, laying a hand on the sleeping body of Shuichi, who just turned over in his sleep.

"Sleep well…"

(Switch of POV)

Hiro sighed and kissed her lightly "Don't worry about it, he's gone now, I've made sure of that…" Ayaka smiled up at him, but didn't look completely convinced. Hiro let it go. If he'd been in the position she was, he was sure that he wouldn't believe him either. Hugging her tightly, he smiled. "So! Do you feel like breakfast yet? I know you've been through a lot, but that shouldn't affect your appetite too much."

Ayaka giggle "Yeah…I could use some food. Just…no ketchup. Or…red food for that matter. I don't want to be reminded of him…" She sighed and looked at the ground. Hiro's face darkened and he hugged her even tigher.

"I think food is a good idea then. It might not make you forget him, but it'll at least make you feel better". Ayaka nodded and they got off the bed. Hiro put his arm around her waist, as if he was trying to comfort and protect her at the same time. Walking outside of the hotel room, they looked around.

"Um…now that I think about it…I don't know where a food place is". Hiro looked at her sheepishly, and she returned it with a hesitant smile.

"That's okay. Maybe we should just get back to the city. I'm sure Sakano is worried about us".

Hiro nodded and looked around "Uh, oops. I just remembered. I didn't exactly drive here." Ayaka gave him a strange look and he elaborated, "Well, I heard that you were missing, and I guess I just went crazy. The animal side of me surfaced, and I just flat out ran. I couldn't even think." He looked at her "I guess we'll have to catch a bus back. Sorry…"

Ayaka hugged him, "it's fine. As long as I'm with you, I know I'm safe". Hiro closed his eyes and breathed in her scent.

Well? How'd you like it? I actually like this one better than some of my previous chapters. It doesn't seem as rushed to me. I dunno. Feedback pls? Thnx XP

See you next time!!!