The Emcee: It's been a while since I updated this story huh? Well, here is the 8th chapter. Sorry for the delay! R&R, enjoy.

Love Is Complicated

It had been one full week since Tony had seen or spoken to Rudolf. And it was the worst week of his young life. It was even worse than when Rudolf was turned back to human and had forgotten everything. At least then they could start over. But now…

After Rudolf left, Tony had curled into a ball and cried his eyes out. Yes, they've had arguments before, but not like this. This was different. Tony had tried to speak to his boyfriend. He went over to his house the next day, but Rudolf refused to see him. It was around the fifth visit that day that Tony had been told to, "Go the bloody hell home and stop bugging me!"

Tony translated that as: we're over and I never want to see you again! Which shattered him completely. He had never gone one day without at least talking to his better half, and to think that they're no longer together… When he got home, Tony had collapsed on the couch and cried again. His mother came in from the kitchen, worried, and Tony told her about the fight.

She hugged him tightly and reassured him that it'd all turn out right in the end. And that Rudolf loved him and just needed time. But it was hard to believe that, seeing as how Rudolf had basically cut off their relationship. And one week later, it was still hard to believe that it'd all be okay. How could it?

Tony made his way down the stairs of his home sluggishly, his mind elsewhere. It was around ten in the morning and he had just woken up. He sat down on the floor once he made it to the living room and turned on the Game Cube. Time for some Zelda-distraction-kick-butt-action. For the past week, he's been playing video games nonstop, rarely leaving the house, as a distraction. If he thought about Rudolf or anything related to him, Tony would start tearing up. It was too painful to remember, so he cast it aside. Granted, he'd been having nightmares lately, and that was a bitch to put up with.

His mother walked into the living room upon hearing the game. "How are you feeling, honey? Are you hungry?" Her voice was gentle and soft, not wanting to startle her son. Once he got home after his fight with Rudolf, he burst into tears, and when she asked what was wrong, loudly to be heard, he flinched and cried harder. It was right to assume that Rudolf had yelled at him and it was…is affecting her child. Tony looked over at his mom, and her worry increased once she saw the bags under his eyes.

"I'm fine Mom. Thanks though." Sighing, she crept closer to him and knelt down, hugging him.

"You need to eat something, sweetie. You haven't had anything to eat for a few days…"

"I know Mom… When I'm hungry, I'll get something." Reluctantly, she nodded and stroked his hair, kissing his temple, before she left him be.

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Rudolf looked out of his bedroom window and sighed heavily. He missed Tony, tremendously, but how could he face the other boy after he had yelled at him and treated him horribly? Tony was probably pissed at him for doing so. What if Tony didn't even want to see him anymore? What if he didn't want to be with Rudolf or want an apology? How could Rudolf be sure that he'd be forgiven? The answer was simple: he wasn't sure, so he wouldn't do anything. Just the mere thought of Tony rejecting him saddened him considerably.

And Rudolf desperately wanted to make up with Tony. Yes, he had left Tony by himself with that broken hearted look on his face and yes, he had spoke to him harshly. He knew he shouldn't have taken his anger and jealousy out on Tony; he was the victim here. As far as Rudolf's concerned, Gregory molested his boyfriend.

Boyfriend….

Were they even still together anymore? And if they were, did Tony want to stay together or break up? Rudolf chewed on his lip, thinking about it. He didn't think Tony would, but then again, there was no way for him to be certain. And he was too much of a coward to show up at Tony's house. After all, Tony might tell him to go away just like Rudolf had.

A soft knock on his open door caused Rudolf to look from the window to Anna, who was leaning against the door. She smiled softly at her brother, who tried, and failed miserably, to smile back. He turned his gaze once more out of the window and heard her approach.

"You're still upset brother," Anna spoke softly as she looked out of the same window as her brother.

"Yes, Anna. I am…" He looked over at her, his emotions clearly reflected in his eyes. "I don't know what to do. He might not want anything to do with my now. Even if he wanted to see me, what if he just wanted to be friends? I love him, Anna. I can't go back to being just friends." Anna hummed quietly and wrapped an arm around Rudolf's shoulders. "What would you do, Anna?"

She shrugged. "Not sure really. Of course, what would I do for the man I love?"

Rudolf stared at her for a minute before looking back out the window. Slowly, he nodded and leaned forward, peering outside. "You're right."