Sorry that I haven't updated in a while, been really depressed since I started in a new school without my friends.

Jericho didn't cry often, the last time he could remember was two month ago. And it was because he ended up in the hospital with three broken ribs that had punctured his lung.

However he knew that last year, this date he had cried, he just couldn't remember it. He had crawled in under his blanket, possible also under his bed and cried. It was fuzzy memory because he had fallen asleep and woken up next morning alone. None of his teammates knew about it, and he hoped it would stay. Only person he could think about talking to was Rose, but he didn't want to bother his sister.

This year he planned on doing the same thing, especially after Titans latest fight against Slade. And had made it quite nice under his bed, a little nest of blankets and pillows, it reminded him of the fort he had with Kyd but didn't want to acknowledge this.

The tower was quiet, it wasn't often people went to the rooms to hang out and his was far from the gathering room. It was pitch black in his room, because he had closed the blinders and turn off the lights.

He liked the dark, because no one would see him hiding then. But it also scared him, because he remembered another thing that had taken place in the dark, where he had lost his voice. He didn't often think of it, it was so long ago that he couldn't remember his voice.

There was a sound, and when he opened his eyes he was met with two red ones. Kyd blinked at him, and was probably frowning. But while Kyd could see in the dark, Jericho could only assume what the other was doing.

He could of course see the eyes as they moved closer and Kyd crawled in beside him. He was larger than Jericho, and had to bend his shoulder to really fit.

What are you doing?

Jericho shrugged, and closed his eyes again. Then he snapped them open when a wet tongue assaulted his ear, he glared at his boyfriend as swore that he could see Kyd's sharp teeth glint in the dark.

I will tickle it out of you.

The blonde clenched his jaw shut, and shook his head. Not one moment later did he feel Kyd's hand jabbing his side. Jericho tried to suppress his laugh, but when the attack moved to his stomach he could help but let out one of his soft laughs.

Kyd was actually more ticklish than he, so when Kyd had moved close enough he grabbed the other then and counter attacked. He was also smaller than the other and could move more freely under the bed, and he laughed again when Kyd let out a hiss after hitting his head when he tried to move away.

When the he felt the other had had enough he stopped and rested his head on the other's chest. Kyd patted his shoulder, not sure what was the problem.

Are you crying?

The blonde shook his head, and Kyd moved so he could embrace him. Jericho was sure that Kyd knew who his father was, with Ravager as a sister he had to know. But Jericho hadn't told him that himself, actually Jericho didn't tell very much about himself at all. Neither did Kyd, but more because he didn't have very much to tell about his family.

Sure that Kyd could see in the dark he brought his hands up so that he could sign to the other.

It's an anniversary, I lost my voice this date

He felt Kyd stiffen, and the red eyes narrowed.

Father chose his work over me; he thought that he could save both. But he sill risked my life for his work.

Have you told this to Rose?

No

Maybe you should, it would make you feel better. She lost his eye because of him.

That's why I can't, she also suffered but she isn't the one hiding under her bed, he signed upset.

Kyd stayed silent, and Jericho stayed still. He was sure what Kyd meant with his silence, and he was pretty sure himself that his sister wouldn't be upset if he talked to her about it. It may even bring them closer.

Fine… and thank you.

I'm glad you told me.