Aw, seems no one liked poor Eyes getting all marked up... hehehe, I think Kanone enjoyed it. Anyway, here's the next chappy, enjoy!

Angel of 513: Of course Kanone is a bastard, why wouldn't he be? And Eyes is fine... just a little scratched up. I'm sure he can fix it somehow... thanks for reviewing!

ShadedRouge: Of course he won't leave them alone. Unless Ayumu decides to do something about it... hehehe. Thanks for reviewing!

Solo Maxwell-Yamato: You do! You have to! See? The shifty eyes prove it! Heh, thanks for reviewing!

Polaris18: Yeah, too bad you love me. And Eriol, you stay out of this. This is between Kanone and Ayumu.

Ayumu: Um... he can help if he wan-

Me: No! It's between you and Kanone!

Ayumu: Damn...

Kanone: (grins) You're going down

Ayumu: Help!

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One week later

Ayumu yawned and rolled over, reaching for the warm body that should have been next to him. Should have, anyway. Frowning slightly, he threw the covers off and stood up, stretching before walking out into the main room of the penthouse, searching it for the light-haired pianist. When no one was there, with no note or any sign of life, Ayumu became slightly concerned. It had been a whole week, and Kanone had kept away from the both of them. Though, he didn't at all believe that he'd keep his distance after that. Sighing, he grabbed his jacket and headed out. Maybe he'd randomly run into someone that knew where he was, like he always seemed to.

Just as fate would have it, Ayumu bumped into someone, quite literally. He blinked and looked to the boy whose shoulder had collided with his, "Oh, sor-" he froze in mid apology when he saw who it was he had run into.

Kanone, of course. The older boy glanced at him and smiled, too cheerfully, "Why, Ayumu, hello there." he said, laughing slightly, "How have you been?"

The entire attitude put Ayumu on edge, immediately thinking Kanone was up to something. Of course, when wasn't Kanone up to something? He nodded slightly in recognition, "Does he know where Eyes is?" he wondered.

As if he could read his thoughts, which knowing Kanone, maybe he could, he looked at Ayumu, his cheer dying down a little, "So, how is my dear Eyes?" he asked, smugly.

Ayumu glared at the term, "He's not yours." he corrected him.

"Oh? I beg to differ." the brunette remarked, "He has my name on him, does he not?"

The brown-eyed boy gritted his teeth, "That means nothing." he objected, "He doesn't love you."

"Of course he loves me." the delusional boy said, "And I'll make him admit it if it's the last thing I do."

The seeming threat made Ayumu even more nervous, "Stay away from him." he warned.

"Or what?" Kanone wondered, amused, "You'll get tied up again?" he laughed again, this time at the nearly fuming boy.

The teen's hands balled up into fists, ready to pound the Blade Child's face in, "Leave him alone or I'll make sure you do." he growled.

Of course, the flustered boy only accomplished to entertain Kanone with his behavoir, "I'm so sure." he said, mockingly, "You take care now, Ayumu, I'll be seeing you real soon." With that, he walked off in the opposite direction, quickly disappearing from sight.

The remaining one shook his head, "Eyes..." he thought, "I can't let him be hurt." Eyes was all he had left, pretty much. Sure, he had Madoka, but they rarely saw each other, even more so now than before. He wasn't sure she hadn't just completely up and left like Kiyotaka had. Ayumu laughed dryly to himself at the thought of the older man. Kiyotaka would never have problems like this. He would never let someone he care for get hurt. Then again, Ayumu wasn't sure Kiyotaka cared for anyone, really, so maybe that's why he seemed so strong, so untouchable. Sighing slightly, Ayumu quickly gave up the search for his boyfriend. Eyes would return when he would, and Ayumu couldn't do anything to make that happen sooner.

Entering the penthouse that the two now shared, along with Madoka when she happened to come home, Ayumu tossed his coat onto the back of the couch, not bothering to look up. Of course, in doing so, he missed the smirking figure standing in the middle of the room. He walked to the large window that overlooked the city, the twinkling lights seeming to dance about with each other, illuminating the outline of the buildings that made up Osaka. The figure silently watched him, watched as he pondered his next move; Kanone's next move. Little Narumi would notice his presence eventually, no need to rush the inevitable reunion.

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Azure eyes glared impatiently at the woman in front of him, "Well?" he asked, annoyed.

After a moment the woman nodded and smiled, "Yes, that will do fine." she said, "Goodbye." She pressed a button on her phone, ending the conversation with whoever was on the other end, and looked to Eyes, "Mr. Rutherford, your tour with Mr. Narumi will begin in three days." she announced, "Your plane will leave tomorrow evening at approximately 9, so be ready."

A brief nod was all the more of a response she recieved, "Is that all?" he questioned her.

"Yes, I'm sorry to have disturbed you at this hour." she apologized, putting on a smile.

Eyes simply shrugged it off and turned, walking out and back down the street. After a moment, he felt a presence behind him and glanced back, seeing nothing immediately. Of course, sight was one of the most misleading senses a person could have, and being a Blade Child, Eyes knew better than most to trust all his senses and not be fooled just because one didn't confirm his suspicions. Still, he continued walking. If the person wanted to stalk him, so be it, he'd rather not be bothered and hoped they wouldn't make their presence known anymore than they already had.

Of course, since when did the Blade Children have any hope? Not ten minutes into his journey home, footsteps became clearer and closer behind him. Just as he realized how close the person was exactly, he felt a hand clamp down on his shoulder. It wasn't meant as an assault or to harm him, but it still invaded his personal space. So, he promptly grabbed his wrist of the unknown figure and snapped its wrist, earning him a sharp yell and the removal of the hand from his shoulder. Finally turning around, he looked upon the mystery man with no more emotion than annoyance and perhaps a small bit of curiosity, "What are you doing here?"

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So Eyes and Ayumu both have people stalking them. They're so wanted, aren't they? But who is stalking them? Review and find out!