Vampyra: Yes, you are of course right, but I think that I'm not that good at writing conflict ^^' I just rather want them to be happy... anyway, I'm trying. Thank you!

CD Two, Track Two: You're the one that I want

Danny: I got chills, they're multiplyin', and I'm losin' control

Cause the power you're supplyin', it's electrifyin'

Sandy: You better shape up, cause I need a man,

And my heart is set on you

You better shape up, you better understand,

To my heart I must be true

Both: Nothing left, nothing left for me to do.

Leon watched D closely while the Chinese was singing his part. His shoulders moved uncomfortably beneath his shirt. D noticed and looked at his lover, question written clearly in his eyes. The blonde smiled and shook his head slightly. The Chinese got distracted by Mr. Harris talking into his microphone and listened. Leon leaned against the wall and scrutinized the young man opposite him thoughtfully, telling himself he should just summon up his courage and ask him. Things had been going great lately. Why should D say no?

Only if… if D should say no… what was he supposed to do then? He just didn't want to be disappointed. They had time, after all, they were still young. No need to hurry things. But they'd been together for three months now. Sure, could be longer, still… Leon was just convinced that this was it. That D was what he wanted, D and no one else, ever. He didn't feel as if he was going to fast.

Chorus: You're the one that I want

(you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey

The one that I want (you are the one I want),

ooh ooh ooh, honey

The one that I want (you are the one I want),

ooh ooh ooh, honey

The one I need (the one I need),

oh yes indeed (yes indeed).

He taxed his brain to find any sign that perhaps D was thinking things were moving too fast at the moment, but he couldn't find any. The Chinese was happy, sweet, loving, everything Leon could ask for. He was simply adorable when he waited for Leon in front of the theatre, or when Leon picked him up, and he started beaming the second he set eyes on him.

The blonde sighed deeply. He just had to ask. Simple.

Sandy: If you're filled with affection,

You're too shy to convey

Meditate my direction, feel your way

Danny: I better shape up, cause you need a man

Sandy: I need a man, who can keep me satisfied

Danny: I better shape up, if I'm gonna prove

Sandy: You better prove, that my fate is justified

Danny: Are you sure?

Both: Yes I'm sure down deep inside.

"Leon, is everything alright? You seem to be quite distracted today." D looked at his lover from uncertain mismatched eyes. Unconsciously he even bit his lip. The blonde had to smile at this sign of nervousness and tucked D into his arms more closely. They were sitting in the bureau again, waiting for Jill to get them food. She was nice enough not to object. They had so few time together as it was, no need to spend their lunch break under the eyes of Broadway colleagues and fans alike.

"Yeah, I am. But don't worry. I'm alright. I'm just – debating something with myself."

Could it be that D had just turned a little pale? Leon hurried to kiss him and felt the younger relax in his arms.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

He should've known D wasn't going to let it be.

Leon sighed deeply and threaded a hand through his hair. "Well, it's you," he confessed and again, something like fear flickered up in the mismatched eyes.

"Me? Why should you debate with yourself about me?" D asked, though. Another sigh heaved up the blonde's chest. "I'm just asking myself it this is really okay for you. I mean, we. If we are okay for you."

The Chinese looked nonplussed. "Leon, if we wouldn't be okay for me, there wouldn't be a we," he pointed out softly and his lover sent him a half relieved glance from blue eyes.

"Yeah, I know. It's just – I mean, I'm used to relationships. I've got some experience. You don't," he stated and noticed D didn't understand at all what he was talking about. So he explained further. "I mean, it all came kinda surprising, for you as well as me. I'm just wondering if – it's not too much for you."

Some knot in his chest loosened suddenly, and D almost laughed out loud. "Leon, you silly!" he chided his lover lovingly. "Of course not. I may not be experienced where relationships are concerned, but I would surely tell you if I was unhappy about something."

"Really?" The blonde looked relieved. D nodded firmly and tried not to think that he couldn't be too sure about that. So far he'd not been unhappy with anything they were doing. Perhaps if he actually was…

But no. Leon was careful, respectful, always intent that D was feeling well. He instinctively seemed to know when D felt uncomfortable. He didn't feel as if he would hesitate if he was unhappy about something. He trusted Leon to listen to him and respect his wishes.

But what could be bothering his lover?

Luckily Leon decided to speak. "Well, that's good. Because, uh, I've been thinking, you know." He cleared his throat. D's heart suddenly leapt in his chest. His tone was so earnest. "I mean, we've been together for three months now, and I just think we don't get to spend enough time together. It's not that I don't like working and recording and all that, only that – I mean, we can meet only here and after performance, and then we're both pretty tired most of the time. And on our free days, but that's not much either. I just – would like to spend more time with you."

He glanced at the patiently listening Chinese. He smiled encouragingly. "I would like that, too, Leon. What do you propose?" he asked.

Leon took his heart into his hands and just blurted the question. "We could move in together. Then we would get to spend the night with each other, and, and, whenever we're home, and…"

His voice trailed off. D's face had lit up even more, and his smile was so bright Leon was sure he could be blinded by it. For a split second he wondered if D was even aware what that really meant. Spend the nights together.

"I like it," the Chinese simply said. "I would very much like to spend my nights with you, Leon."

Oh, boy. D sometimes had a way of expressing himself that Leon just couldn't help but laugh at. He tried to suppress it, but the relief that D didn't jump away at once, even liked the idea, made him feel so light he just burst out. D tilted his head to the side questioningly. "Have I said something wrong?" he asked, concerned. Leon laughed and stroked his hair.

"No, absolutely not. I'm just happy you said yes. That's all."

And in the very near future, he would get to spend the night with D. Oh, boy. How was he supposed to concentrate on singing when he had that prospect?

Chorus: You're the one that I want

(you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey

The one that I want (you are the one I want),

ooh ooh ooh, honey

The one that I want (you are the one I want),

ooh ooh ooh, honey

The one I need (the one I need),

oh yes indeed (yes indeed).

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