Felix had finished his business in the bathroom and left it; going back down stairs to see the shorter male he had left previously. "Ryan!" Felix called before fully climbing down the stairs and got no reply. When he reached the bottom of the stairs -his black socks hitting the hardwood floor-he walked to the light blue couch and saw Ryan cupping his eyes with his hands. "Ryan, what's wrong?" Felix asked in a soft voice as he reached for his left shoulder blade to comfort the brunette. But before he got to his shoulder blade Ryan smacked his hand away, hard.

Cry's face was in plain sight now. His emerald green eyes had tears sheltered in the corner of both. Cry bared a slightly irritated look that was accompanied by sadness. But soon that expression wore off and he drawled his hand back and looked at it in shock then looked back at Pewdie whose eyes were filled with worry. And without a second thought Cry got up and ran towards the door. Slipping his shoes on sloppily, he ran out the door leaving a shocked Pewdie behind.

"Ryan!" Felix called as he ran out after him. But it was too late, Ryan was out of sight. Damnit this must be my fault, for doing such vulgar actions. I didn't want to hurt him. Not him, he's the only thing I have left. Felix thought as warm tears rolled down his face. "I have to find him. I need to find him if it's the last thing I do. I know bad people exist in this world that will do more than I did and hurt him. I can't let that happen to him, he's like a little brother to me so as the elder brother I must protect him." Felix pledged to himself as he ran back in Ryan's house and grabbed his house keys. He locked the door then started running towards town.

Why did I run away from him? Hell if I know, but since I acted so stupid I might as well go get something to eat and get this depression off my mind. Cry walked through the town his head low and set on the picture of his feet moving at a steady pace. Heh, even the weather suites my mood. Raining what a funny thing, I wonder if I'll catch a cold. Well I don't even care if I do, I don't care about anything right now. My heart hurts and that's what is overpowering everything right now. Cry smiled half-heartily as he walked through the town, every bone getting soaked thoroughly. His skin was growing numb; he could feel it as his movements slowed down with each step he took . Just as Cry felt he was going to faint he bumped into somebody. "Ah, I'm sorry…" Cry said taking a quick glance at the person and then looked back down at his shoes.

"Ryan, is that you?" At the sound of his name Cry looked up at the taller male.

"Ken?" Cry asked unsure; his eyesight still blurred from the rain.

"Yeah. So it is you Ryan. What brings you in town today?" Ken smiled brightly his teeth showing a little.

"Well you know…" Cry said his voice shaky. Then tears claimed his sight as its own. Cry's vision got even more blurred and he could only see blobs of red, brown, and tan.

"Ryan, what's wrong?" Ken asked as he grabbed Cry's shoulder but then noticed they were attracting attention and said this," Ryan, how about we go to my house so you can dry off and tell me what's wrong." Cry nodded and Ken brought Cry closer so that he was under his umbrella.

"Ryan!" Felix called looking in all directions of the street; his hair getting wetter as he ran. Where could he be? God please say nothing has happened to him. Ryan please be safe. Felix continued to run through the town shouting his name earning annoyed glances from people walking around town. But he didn't care he wanted to find his friend who seemed like a little brother to him.

"Ok Ryan, we're here ." Ken said as he pushed Cry lightly on his back so he would walk in his apartment. "Hold on a sec I'll go get you a towel and some dry clothes ." Cry nodded. As soon as Ken left the room Cry observed the features of his apartment. There was a white door at the end of a clean white leather couch meaning that his apartment was a one- bedroom apartment. The walls were a baby pink and the carpet was velvet red. The white leather couch had a glass coffee table in front of it with a neat stack of magazines on it. His whole apartment was neat. "Here," Ken said as he handed the towel and dry clothes to Cry. "Go dry off and change into those. The bathroom is through that door and to the right of it.

"Thanks Ken." Cry said with no emotion behind it as he took off his shoes and went to the bathroom. When Cry got in the bathroom he stripped and dried off and then put the clothes on. But before he left he looked at himself in the mirror and smiled weakly. That's an idiot right there. Cry thought as he took on last quick glance at himself in the mirror.

"So you're done." Ken said as he got up and led Cry to the nearby white couch and sat him down. He kneeled down and looked up at Cry as he put on hand on Cry's leg. "So can you tell me why you were wondering around town without an umbrella or a jacket? Did it have to do with Felix?" At the sound of Felix's name Cry went wide eyes. "I'm guessing by that reaction I'm right, So what happened?" Cry looked at his friend taking in all of his features before he started talking. Ken had brown hair just like he did but his was a little darker than Ken's. His eyes that are filled with care, match his hair. He was wearing a red shirt that was short sleeved and tan pants. He also wore a bear hat on his head. After noticing that Cry started to tell him what happened and when he was through with it Ken just looked at him blankly.

Cry noticing this said, "I'm sorry for bothering you, I'll be leaving then." Cry's cheeks were flushed a light pink. He had, for the first time told someone that he loved Pewdie. He knew it was strange to other people because they were both males. He had told Ken and now was regretting that he had said anything about it.

"Ryan, you're not bothering me. You can stay." Ken said with no emotion as he grabbed Cry's wrist holding him back from moving any further.

"No, I really should be going now. I thank you for your hospitality." Cry tried to escape his grasp; face still flushed a light pink. But then Ken did the unexpected and pulled Cry's wrist and forced him onto the white couch his body hovering over the shorter male's. "Ken what are you…" Cry was cut off by the touch of Ken's lips on his. Cry rejected it by moving his head to the side. "Ken stop! Seriously stop! Sto…" Cry was cut off again as Ken grabbed his chin and forced his head to move and then Ken kissed him again and this time trying to gain entrance to his mouth. Cry rejected again -with his face not flushed at all- by pushing his chest away from him with his hands. But Ken pushed his hands back and pinned them against the cold, white leather couch. "Stop!" Cry protested again but Ken just kissed him again and then forced his lips open with his tongue so that he could be in his mouth.