A/N: I would like to thank everyone for your patience. It took me a while to get back to this story. Life got in the way. This chapter was one of the hardest things I've had to write. Only those who have gone through something like this know what losing your hair can do to you. I tried very hard to be genuine about the experience and I hope I did it justice. Thank you all for your reviews and comments so far. it means a lot.

Sonny sat down next to Will on the couch in Marlena's living room. He had just arrived. It was early afternoon. Both he and Will had taken a nap from earlier in the morning till lunch time (in their respective homes of course). As was now their routine, they had stayed up most of the night talking to each other; they both started playing interactive internet games. These games took both their minds off the pain and aches and allowed them both to interact with other people, although it was virtual. They also enjoyed being on the same team and found that they played very well together. Sonny was more strategic and Will tended to be very good at making decisions on the fly.

For the last three weeks, Sonny and Will continued their fight against their respective cancers. They both had another chemo session. The nurses smiled as the two young men played cards. Their beds were placed closer together than normal to allow them to hold each other and when they both got tired they simply held hands.

Sonny went to his catscan appointment and during his doctor visit, just before his chemo treatment. He received some good news. His cancer had ceased to spread. It was in fact diminishing, although not as rapidly as his doctor would like.

Will visited his mother and his siblings a few times. Tensions were much diminished since Will confronted his mother. Sami asked a lot of questions about Will and his relationship with Sonny. She also asked about her son's feelings. She wanted to understand him. Some of the questions were based on ignorance. She acknowledged that. She simply wanted to get to know her son, all of who he was. Sami always invited Sonny along with Will, but Will decided that he needed to have a few visits alone with his mother and siblings before suspecting Sonny to the Horton-Brady havoc.

For the most part, Sonny and Will took turns going to each other's homes, on day trips. Sonny would visit Will at Marlena's and Will would get driven to the Kiriakis mansion. Adrienne of course made herself scarce. She did not want to greet or acknowledge Will's presence in her home. Will very seldom ate dinner with the Kiriakis' and when he did, Sonny and Will would eat alone in Sonny's room.

When Sonny visited Will at Marlena's they both seemed to be more relaxed, as was the case on this latest visit. Sonny had been buzzed in and he walked to the couch. Will was there, laying down, with his knees bent, a light comforter sprawl around him. Sonny notices that Will was still sleeping, and wondered who buzzed him in.

He sat near Will's knees, bent down to give Will a peck on his cheek. Will stirred and smiled, reached up and placed his hand on Sonny's bandanna covered head; lifted himself up and planted his lips firmly on Sonny's. Sonny reluctantly backed away from the kiss and asked: "Will, babe, who buzzed me in?" Will smiled and said: "I think it was my grandmother, at least that is what she said she was going to do." When Sonny looked around Will continued: "Sonny…she said she was leaving for the office. We are…alone."

Sonny nodded his head and swoop towards, seeking Will's luscious lips with his own. He instinctively grabbed at Will's hair and then froze. Somehow, Sonny realized that he did something wrong; well not exactly wrong, but something that most likely would ruin this beautiful moment. He looked towards his hand and abruptly ended the kiss. Will was surprised and a little concerned: "Sonny…what's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Are you feeling okay?"

Sonny frowned, slightly. He knew this day would come; he just didn't want to be the cause of this particular grief. He lowered his hand so that Will could see it. In Sonny's fists, intertwined in his fingers, was a large clump of blond hair.

Will's face went blank. Then Sonny saw tears forming. Then Will shook his head, and his expression went neutral again. He reached for Sonny's hand and gently pried the hairs from Sonny's grip, brought them close to his face so he could get a good look at it and then let out a simple: "Well, this sucks…"

Sonny took Will's face in one hand and gently brought Will's face up so that both young men were looking in each other's eyes. Sonny's face went warm, he tried to smile, to let Will know that he was here for him: "Babe, it's okay to be upset." Will looked into Sonny's beautiful eyes, and saw the love and concern that Sonny was feeling. He needed to ask a question and he did: "Were you upset?" Sonny did not hesitate to answer, as he swiftly took off his bandanna: "Of course I was. Seeing your hair fall out, it makes things more real…It makes you feel ugly…and different …and sick…" Without hesitation and surprising even himself, Will answered, while placing his hands on Sonny's head and rubbing his fingers on Sonny's scalp: "But Sonny…you're the most beautiful person I know…even sick you're beautiful…the rest of us…"

Sonny couldn't help but smile, because he knew that what Will had said was spontaneous and genuine. He relaxed his smile and continued to look at Will with compassion and even a little bit of lust: "Will, with or without hair…sick or not…you will always be gorgeous…You don't have to be afraid…I will help you through this…"

After a long moment Sonny got up off the couch and dialed a number on his phone. He spoke circumspectly: "Hey there. You know what we talked about? Yeah…He's ready. Can you do it now? Good" and then ended the call. He then called for his driver to come and pick him up. He walked back to the couch and held out his hand and said: "Will…are you ready to go for a ride?" Will nodded.

When the car stopped in front of a shop just off Horton Town Square, Will was still wondering what Sonny had in store for him; and then Will noticed the sign that said "Liu's Styling". From then on Will had a pretty good idea what was coming. He let Sonny guide him into the shop. Standing at a hairstylist's chair was a rather tiny woman who Sonny introduced as Amy Liu. She respectfully bowed towards Will, welcomed him and gestured for him to sit in the chair:

"So, Sonny tells me that you are in need of a shave. He gave me the honour of helping him after his second chemo treatment. He said that he wanted to regain control of his situation. He would lose his hair on his own terms. If you wish, I will help you do the same."

Will had kept it together until then. But Amy Liu's offer was so sweet, so compassionate that he just couldn't keep his emotions in anymore. He let the tears flow. He finally spoke, almost a whisper:

"Thank you so much for this Amy…" He then gestured for Sonny to come closer. When Sonny stepped forward, Will grabbed Sonny's hand, pulled him closer and laid his lips on Sonny's: "I love you Sonny" Sonny smiled and said: "And I love you."

Sonny was watching Will; looking into Will's beautiful eyes. He liked what he saw in those eyes. He was extremely happy that Will had the attitude that he had; it was a fighter's attitude, and Will would need to fight. A fighting Will meant that Will was more likely to survive his battle with cancer; and that gave Sonny a huge incentive to fight his own battle. Even though he had only met Will such a short time ago, he was very sure now that Will would be the one; the happily-ever-after; his soul-mate. Sonny gave Will a smile, another peck on Will's cheek and he stepped back.

Amy waited until Sonny stepped back, and then she got to work. She threw the barber's apron over Will's body and prepared her tools, which included an electric shearer. Before she started on Will's hair she turned the chair so that Will wouldn't be able to see. Will frowned, but his head in his hands and said: "Amy…I want to see you do it, while you are doing it. I don't want to be surprised at the result. If this is about control…I need to see it. I wish I could do it myself…"

When he looked up Will saw both Sonny and Amy smiling. He cocked his head questioningly. Amy turned his chair around do that once again Will was looking at himself in the mirror. She then cocked her head towards Sonny and said: " You were right Sonny, in this, he is very much like you." She turned her attention back towards Will: "Will…How about we compromise. You can grip the shearer, and I will help guide you. That is what I did with Sonny. Would that be okay?"

Will agreed and that is exactly what Amy did; as Will looked at himself and at Amy (and with an occasional glance at Sonny) he felt his hand being guided and saw his blond locks falling gracefully to the floor. He had thought that he would feel sad or overly emotional; instead, he felt calm and collected, and in control. He wasn't going to let the disease or the treatment beat him. With Sonny and Amy's help, Will was in control of when his hair fell out. He didn't have many things in his life that he could control; this was one of them, and it felt really good.

But then of course, even though Will had watched his hair fall and his scalp being exposed, all throughout this process, reality hit him. He brought a hand to what was now a rather smooth scalp. His expression wandered from determination and resolve to apprehension and bewilderment. Sonny could see Will's changing expressions. He was expecting them. Losing one's hair, even if it were planned, was emotionally and psychologically tiring, even damaging. One's sense of self is drastically and rapidly changed. Even if one knew it was coming; even if one were responsible for the change, it could wreak havoc with one's sense of self. Sonny crouched down so that they were once again eye to eye and took off his bandanna once again. He allowed Will to look and him intensely for a moment and then said in a whisper: "Babe, you did great…I know this is difficult. I know first-hand what you are felling. You will always be beautiful Will, and your hair will grow back. In the meantime…"

Sonny let his eye contact with Will end of the moment and he walked to a little bag that was left on the floor. He then brought the contents of that bag to Will and presented his gifts. They were bandannas of various colours. There was a pride one identical to the one Sonny liked to wear; a blue one, a white one with little red hearts and a little blue one with little yellow smiley-faces. Will laughed. He chose the white one with little red hearts and Sonny helped him put it on. Sonny then changed his own bandanna to a white one with little red hearts. They both looked at one other in the mirror.

Will stood up off the chair and went to Sonny. Their lips collided in a tender and long lasting kiss. Then they realized that others had walked into the shop and that Amy was standing there smiling at them. Will walked up to Amy and hugged her: "Thank You so much for this. How much do I owe you?" Amy smirked as she replied: "Just get better Will and take care of Sonny. You two take care of each other and that is payment enough for me…"

Smiling, and with fingers intertwined, Sonny and Will walked out of the shop, towards the waiting car that would take them back to Marlena's apartment, where they would cuddle and rest, and try to eat something, in order to get their energy up so they can both continue to fight for yet another day…together.