A/N: Eating! (I'm running out of things to say :/)

He woke up to his tummy grumbling. Blinking his eyes open, he slowly lifted his head off the table, glancing around. It was dark, the sun having long set, and he looked up at the clock to see what time it was.

'Already eleven...I should probably get some food then go back to sleep,' he decided, standing up. He carefully closed his books, blinking as he realised one of them had moved from where he had left it.

He heard a little snuffle as something shifted, and glanced towards it. Flynn sat in the chair, sleeping soundly. Yuri looked at him in surprise, wondering when he got in, then shrugged and heading over to the kitchen.

He opened the fridge, glancing in and getting out one of the small meals. Putting it in the microwave, he waited a few minutes for it to cook before it pinged. He glanced over at Flynn briefly, hoping he hadn't disturbed him, and was reassured to see him still sleeping soundly.

He ate slowly, mind wandering. Flynn had said he'd be back about six, and he was pretty sure he hadn't been sleeping too long before Flynn got back. Shrugging and pushing it out of his mind, he finished his food and carried it to the sink. Walking back to the sofa, he grabbed his cover from off the floor.

For a moment he considered, then he gave a grunt before throwing it over Flynn. He curled up on the sofa, keeping the pillows for himself, and quickly fell asleep again.

A knock at the door attracted his attention, and he nodded to the butler to answer it. The man walked over to the door, pulling it open and revealing a policeman.

"Good evening," the man said good-naturedly.

"Good evening. What brings an officer here?" Mr Macindaw asked, inviting him in.

"I have some rather important news. I'm afraid a complaint against Master Tyler Macindaw has been made earlier today."

Mr Macindaw sighed in irritation. "Again? What's it about this time?"

"It's a bit of a different circumstance actually, sir. This complaint was issued for the boy who accused your son of severely harming him a year ago."

"That idiot again? Fine. Who did he complain to? I'll just bribe them to let the complaint drop."

"It was Raven Schwann."

Mr Macindaw went still, then scowled. "Of course it would be that guy...Money won't work then.." He bit his lip, then glanced at the man still standing there. "Ah, yes. Here, for your troubles," he said, handing over a roll of cash negligently. The man nodded, still smiling, then left the room.

The butler turned to him. "Do you require anything else, sir?"

"Yes...go call Tyler. I want to talk to him about this boy."

Flynn gave a wide yawn as he woke up, looking around blearily. Rubbing his eyes, he realised he'd fallen asleep on the chair. He rolled his stiff neck, blinking as he realised he now had a cover on him.

Glancing over at Yuri, he gave a light chuckle before standing and stretching. He looked up at the clock, glad to see it wasn't too late.

"Yuri. Hey, Yuri," he said, nudging him. After a couple more tries, the raven head finally opened his eyes, glaring up at Flynn sleepily.

"What," he muttered, trying to bury into the pillows.

"Don't you want to do anything today?"

"I've done enough school work to last me a life time."

"I wasn't on about school work."

Yuri lifted his head, confused. "Huh?"

"You've been studying well all week; even yesterday, when I was out all day. So, seeing as I was able to earn a bit of extra cash, I wondered if you wanted to eat out today? As a sort of reward."

Yuri immediately sat up, looking excited. "Really? Can we?"

"Sure. Nowhere too fancy though, I'm afraid."

"That's fine," Yuri waved him off, standing up. He glanced up at the clock before pulling a face. "Can I get a shower first?"

"Sure. I'll go get changed as well. We'll head out for about ten."

The two boys wandered down the streets, Yuri looking happy to finally be getting some fresh air while Flynn browsed for a small café to eat in.

"Hey, what about that place? It looks pretty cheap," Yuri said, nudging him and pointing.

Flynn turned, catching sight of the pub and blinking before sighing. Yuri had already started across the road towards it, and he followed, scowling. Of course this would be the place Yuri chose...

"Yeah, the prices are pretty decent, actually. Want to eat here?"

"Well..."

"Good. Let's go," Yuri said with a grin, grabbing his arm and dragging him inside.

As they stepped through the door, the bell tinkled. The woman behind the counter looked up, smiling.

"Welcome! Please, take a seat...oh, Flynn? Why are you here today?"

"Ah...Morning Cathy.." Flynn said awkwardly.

Yuri looked surprised. "You two know each other?"

"Sure we do. But Flynn, you don't need to work today...What are you doing here?"

"Huh? Wait, Flynn, you work here?"

Flynn sighed as his headache grew a little, and decided to just sort the situation out before it got any more complicated. "Yes, I only work here on Saturday's though, from seven until four. Cathy, I'm not here for work. I was treating Yuri to a meal out."

"Yuri..? Oh, so this is your boyfriend?"

Flynn immediately got flustered. "He's not...We're not..."

"Hah, that'd be funny. Us, going out," snorted Yuri, before grinning at her. "Nice to meet you, miss. I'm Yuri Lowell."

"Cathy Tates, pleasure's all mine. Take a seat, I'll be over to take your orders in a minute," she said, returning the smile. Yuri nodded, heading over to an empty table and sitting down. Flynn sat across from him, sighing.

"Why didn't you want to come in here? It seems pretty nice..."

Flynn shrugged. "It's just weird to be at my work place without actually working...I start itching to help out, even though I'm not allowed to."

Yuri chuckled, then looked around. "I like it. Do you think they've got any spare places for a new employee?" he asked, grinning at Flynn's surprised expression. "I was joking."

"Pity. I'd certainly be happy if you joined," Cathy said from behind him as she walked up.

Yuri smirked. "That depends how much you'd want me for."

"How about I give you a special offer and double the amount I pay my other workers?" she suggested, glancing at Flynn slyly. He frowned, but didn't reply.

"What? Hey, that's hardly fair. They've probably been working here for ages, why give me special treatment?" Yuri replied, frowning. Cathy looked at him in surprise, then smiled.

"I was only kidding. You're a lot more like Flynn than I think you know."

Yuri looked confused, but she just shook her head before looking between the two of them. "What do you want to drink? I'll make it on the house, for how well you worked yesterday Flynn."

A/N: There's nothing particularly plot related about the job, I just figured they'd probably have one...The only plot bit was that Macindaw bit, actually.

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