Special thanks to AliceLaw, you're the reason this chapter is... Well, existent, has a plot, all that jazz~I didn't know how to continue this, so ah, thanks~or merci... I gotta work on my French... Also Mack, we didn't kill france, i would never kill a member of the btt! one because they're too funny, two, you'd murder me for it. Anyway, CHAPTER GOOOOOOO!

I fell in and out of sleep, picking up on conversations outside the door, though I couldn't be sure if they were part of my dream or not.

"...dead."

"...said you wouldn't do this again..."

"...almost killed her... Bastard deserved..."

"Cupcakes...!"

"Fuck off!..."

"...girl?"

"... Near her... You die... French perv!..."

"... Police... Eh..."

"... Shut up... Canadian moron... Get the fucking door."

I eventually decided to get up. Yawning and stretching. I looked at my dull color surroundings. Feeling sudden panic as I remembered the previous night. I was soon comforted when I saw the fading American flag. I knew where I was now.

I walked out of the room rubbing my eyes. Someone went up to me and handed me something, realizing what they were, I quickly placed them on my face.

"Wha... I miss..?" I asked sleepily, straightening my returned glasses.

Alexander's twin brother, Mark was at the door, wearing sunglasses.

I never understood it but, the twins always wore sunglasses... On another note... How could the twins be born in different countries?

There was someone in the doorway staring at the crowd of the Brit, French, American, Canadian, and yours truly. It didn't take me too long to realize it was a police officer.

Alexander walked over to me, holding a hand on my shoulder, glaring at the officer defensively. "Hey Yuki, how ya holdin up?"

"M-my head hurts... B-but other than that... I'm sleepy..." I replied yawning again.

The officer was staring at me accusingly. "Are you miss Rosa Yuki?" He asked me, pushing passed Markus. Earning him a glare from the hockey lover as well.

"I... *yawn* am." I answered. Yawning mid sentence.

"I need to ask you a few questions." He stated flatly.

I looked at the grand clock, which I could only assume Oliver had bought, to see it was eight in the morning.

"C-can I eat something first..?" I asked, rubbing the side of my head, wincing as I ran my hand over the bandage.

Oliver's eyes lit up. "Cupca-"

Everyone in the room, excluding the officer snapped at him. "NO!"

"Pancakes." Markus said walking into the delicious smelling kitchen.

"Croissants..." Louis, the Frenchman said, following the young Canadian in.

"Please, sit down~" Oliver told the officer. "You too Rosie." He led me over. Alexander following very close behind me, we sat on the couches, sitting across from each other. Alexander sat right next to me. Oliver sat in the chair off to the right, munching on his many poisoned cupcakes. I think he has a tolerance against them.

A few minutes of haunting silence later, Mark and Louis brought over trays of pancakes and croissants.

"Eat up, eh." Mark pat my head, He Walked off to what I assumed to be his room, closing the door behind him.

"Bon appetite, mon amour." Louis said, he walked off to the balcony and lit a cigarette.

I picked up a croissant and glanced at Alexander, he gave me a reassuring nod, telling me this food was non deadly.

As disgusting as the habits Louis had were, he was a damn good cook!

I munched on the the croissant for a bit, then looked up at the officer. "... You n-needed to ask me something, sir?"

"Just a few questions."

I nodded. "O-okay."

"You see ma'am, last night we found a convict in the stairwell, we found some of his blood in front of your door, we just need to piece this story together. How did you get that head injury?" He asked pointing at the bandage going around my face.

I soon realized that I was going to have I lie to protect Alexander. I was going to alter the truth.

"Hm? T-this? Well, a man was following me home... S-so I started running... He w-was moving faster... I-I called my friend Alexander..." I poked the boy sitting next to me. "Because I got scared. He told me to h-hide. But the man found me, I bit his hand and he t-threw me, into a pile of glass, h-he broke a vase I-in my room, r-really, it should s-still be there. I g-got out and escaped... And I met Alexander in the hallway... He brought me in here and o-Oliver patched me up... I don't k-know what happened to the man... Why, is something wrong... Maybe t-the blood... Was from the vace, o-or when I bit him...?" I suggested trying to sound naive and innocent.

"Do you have speech problems ma'am?" The officer asked me.

I frowned. I'm okay when Ember brings it up, but when ever someone who isn't my friend brings up my speech issues, I get all self conscious.

"A-a minor one..." I answered quietly. I looked down, I had lost whatever appetite I had previously.

"Ah, well then." He scribbled something down on the note pad. "Well, you should be careful now, he recently escaped from us this morning, he might come looking for you. He doesn't let people get away so easily."

Louis dropped his cigar and looked over at us, wide-eyed. Oliver stopped eating and covered his mouth. Markus opened his door and stood there staring at the officer, I couldn't be sure if he was concerned, angered, or confused. It's hard to tell with his glasses. Alexander quickly wrapped a protective arm around me. My jaw just dropped.

"I-I-I... E-excuse me... W-what?!" I asked bewildered.

the officer got up. "I must be going now, nothing to be worried about. have a good day." He quickly sped out the door.

Ember was awkwardly enough walking by. She walked through the door, "yo, I was gonna steal some food from you, but uh, you seem busy so..." She grabbed the tray of pancakes and sped out. "SEE YA~"

Seeing the cop on her way down, she stopped. "Yo, bro. Want a pancake? I swear to god these things a fudgein' delicious!"

I completely tuned out whatever they were saying. All that was going through my head was what the cop had said.

'He might come looking for you.'

" I-I-uh-ack..." I was at the point where my words weren't even recognizable. I trembled and shook for a moment, when I completely broke down. I curled into Alexander's grip, until I could be considered on top of him, and I sobbed.

'What did I do to deserve all this... I'm not mean to people but all they do is pick on me and scare me... I try to work hard and impress people but no one pays me any mind... I try to be nice to everyone, but I have little to no friends... All I ever do is cry...'

"Yuki."

I continued my sobbing, though hearing my nickname brought me out of my thoughts.

I heard Louis sigh, I'm not sure if he was annoyed or concerned, Oliver was telling me not to cry, Markus sighed, much like Louis.

Alexander said nothing and just held me, which was good enough comfort for me, I knew if anyone dared threaten me, he wouldn't hesitate to kill them, and that's what worried me.

I remained there sobbing into Alexander's jacket for another few minutes, no one dared to speak.

I finally stopped (not really) and calmed down enough to breath shakily.

"Yo, Canadian moron, toss me my keys." Alexander ordered his brother.

I heard a clink and I assumed Alexander had caught them.

"Call me that again and I'll kill you In Your sleep eh."

"I call you that everyday and I'm still movin, bro." Alexander remarked. I could picture him grinning at his brother

"Yuki, come on. We're gonna go for a ride."

He helped me stand up and led me to the door. "We'll be back later." He called to his siblings.

He led me down the stairs of our building taking hold of my hand as we neared the "crime scene" at the bottom of the stairs. We went around the back of the building where cars and such were parked and we found Alexander's motorcycle.

"Well, lets go get some air then." He told me as I sat behind him. I learned my lesson from last time and i tightly held his torso. He flicked his sunglasses, which were previously on top of his head, over his eyes.

As we picked up speed, Alexander spoke to me. "Really, no swears? No begging for me to slow down? Nothin? C'mon doll, we're fine. Just say something!"

"I am not afraid to keep living. I am not afraid to walk this world alone~"

"Was that a song?" Alexander asked me smirking.

"Uh-huh, a My Chemical Romance song..." I replied. "I like them... They make me feel better..."

"I guess so, you can actually talk." He told me.

"I- I think that's because I'm shouting so you can hear me!" I told him.

"I can hardly hear you then!" He told me chuckling, speeding up.

"H-hey slow d-down!"

"Ha! Nope! Faster it is!"

"SLOW DOWN!"

"Can't hear you!"

After about ten minutes of that going back and forth, we were at the edge of the city.

I actually panicked on the inside. Think about it, fragile me, against Alexander, who almost killed a man emotionlessly. In the woods. I'm still kinda sick, but I'm also slightly traumatized.

Put yourself in my place, you'd be panicking too!

Alexander slowed down as we neared a grassy hill. He helped me get off and proceeded to walk up it.

I followed cautiously, hesitating as Alexander stood still at the top, staring into the distance. He noticed i stopped and glanced back at me.

"C'mon, this might calm you down, trust me on this one."

I made a clichè gulp and I made my way up to him.

"Enjoy the view, Yuki." He gestured in front of him.

I stared out at the early morning scene that was the city I grew up in, the sun shown out from behind the skyscraper, the shiny glass reflected it over other buildings, making the city look like it was shimmering.

"Nice, huh?" Alexander glanced at me.

I nodded smiling a little.

He placed his hand on top of my head. "Ya see Yuki, the world ain't as ugly as some of the people in it."

I don't know where the sudden philosophy came from, but it somehow put my mind at ease, I sat there in silence thinking, when very softly, I heard a light tune.

I almost instantly recognized it as a song from 'To The Moon' it was 'For River'

That game was so beautiful, comedic, happy, sorrowful... Anything I do with it more or less shatters my heart.

And here I was, enjoying myself, feeling at ease, and this song playing, with the best person I've ever known next to me.

I smiled, and a single tear rolled down my cheek again. It wasn't because I was sad. It was because I was filled with so much relief and joy. Nothing bad could happen to me at that moment, maybe before, maybe later, but not now.

"Yuki..? Your phone is ringing." Alexander informed me.

Oh, so that's where the song was coming from...

I sniffled and answered my phone. "H-hello?"

It was Ember. "Yo, dude you and Alex wanna come meet and Luci for ice cream?"

"Uh, h-hold on..." I told her, I turned to Alexander. "Wanna go m-meet Ember a-and Luciano, we can get ice cream."

"If they're payin' sure." He responded.

"O-okay Em, see you in a b-bit." I told her.

"Yeah. See you two love birds in a bit~!"

"W-WHAT?!"

She hung up, although before she did I heard a thud and laughter. Ember takes rofl to a whole new level.

Alexander was already half way down the hill. I quickly went down after him. I got on the bike.

Here we go again...

When we finally got to the cafe of amazing ice cream adventures of awesome.

We walked in and sat down for about ten minutes, before Ember called me again

"Hey, sorry we'll be there in half an hour!" She yelled into the phone.

"H-half an hour?! W-what are y-you guys doing?!"

"Luci and I kinda blew up Flavios kitchen..."

"D-do you h-have a death wish?! H-he's crazier about f-food than Oliver!"

"I know, I know, we're cleaning up, go ahead and order some ice cream, we'll see ya in a bit."

And my friend abruptly hung up once again.

"They did something stupid, didn't they?" Alexander asked me.

I nodded. "Business a-as usual... Well, we can o-order ice cream now..."

"You go ahead, I don't want any." He said.

"Oh... Okay." I walked up to the counter and placed my order.

A few uneventful moments later, I received my ice cream, I trudged back over to Alexander.

"Y-you sure you don't w-want any..?" I asked him frowning a little.

"Yup, I'm sure." He replied staring blank faced out the window.

"Y-you really, r-really, really sure?"

He gave me an odd look. It kinda said. 'What? Are you five years old?'

"I-I think y-you're lying~! You do want ice cream!" I proclaimed.

"... No comment." He crossed his arms and stared at me from across the table, giving me a blank look.

I frowned and gave him puppies eyes. "Y-you should have some..." I started sniffling.

He groaned. "Yuki... Don't start crying..."

I continued sniffling.

"Fine, just don't cry..!" He sighed.

I immediately dropped the sadness and smiled, "Yay!"

"... You are crafty aren't ya?" He asked me.

My pleasant grin shifted into a devious smirk. "Ember is a good t-teacher! H-here you can h-have some of m-my ice cream!"

I leaned across the table and pushed the bowl and spoon to him.

He made no move to take anything.

"D-do I have to f-feed you or something?" I asked.

Again no response.

I sighed and lifted a spoonful of ice cream toward him.

Dèja vu...

One bite later.

Alexander sighed. "Damn it! It was even better this time!"

"Ice cream only g-gets better!" I exclaimed.

"Fuck! It was really damn good!" He smashed his head into the table, causing me to giggle.

Around the time of his face planting, Ember and Luciano walked in, standing there in confusion, they say silently, glancing at each other awkwardly.

"So... I guess we missed something..." Ember said to no one in particular.

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Ya see my new French teachers latest assignment was to write a poem entirely in French, she said we could let out a lot of our feelings, express the pain of the Boston bombings ( our town is a few miles outside Boston)

I really don't think she comprehends just how little we know X)

We literally can order food, say hello and goodbye, say our hobbies, purchase school supplies, and say what class we're going to... And she thinks we can make poetry out of it!

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