Blake's POV

"Aww, do I have to go back?" Roxas whined, as I brought him back for his next chemo session. He didn't like it and I didn't blame him. But he needs it to live.

"Yes, you do. You wanna stay alive for a long time, don't you?" He looked down, silent for a bit.

"Yeah, but…"

"Well, then, you know what you gotta do." I turned to leave, but a nurse in the doorway stopped me, her face concerned and a little scared. I wondered what was wrong.

"Are you Blake?"

"Yes…" No…Eli couldn't have died…no…no way.

"It's about your friend, Eli White." I stumbled back against Roxas' bed, my breathing coming quickly and shallowly.

"No, no…" I muttered, shaking my head, not daring to believe it.

"He's not in his room. He's not in the hospital." Wait, what? He's not…dead?

"He's…escaped?"

"We think he woke up, confused, and left because he didn't know what was going on." I didn't bear to listen anymore, I ran past her and out of the hospital, desperation and adrenaline running through my system.

Where could my beloved Eli gone to?

When he awoke, did he not see me and think I abandoned him? It's probably what did happen, and I felt so guilty for leaving him. True, it was what I was supposed to do, but my dedication to Eli and our relationship had faltered. I was supposed to be the one at the watch, like when he was with me.

And I had let him down.

Oh, Eli, please don't think I abandoned you! I would never do such a thing! Never. Never. Never.

Eli's POV-—^_^ Finally, Eli!

My feet hurt from walking so much, and my body aches from being inactive so much, but I can't stop myself. Blake left me alone in that damn hospital, to just…sit there like some kind of vegetable! How could he?!

I don't want to be-"ELI!!!"

My head turns and my throat chokes up, seeing my beloved yards away, his face tear-stained and his eyes puffy and red, like my own. We stood there, not daring to make a move, for fear of spooking the other. He took a step toward me, then another, and then…

Blake's POV

There he is! All I have to do is just run to him, that's it! Move faster, move! I run closer to him, seeing his eyes grow shocked, and finally I take him in my arms. I press my lips against his with all of the emotions I kept bottled up over the last month and a half, and to my surprise, he kisses me back. We must've looked like such a sight, two boys-one in a hospital robe and the other all wet from the rain-kissing and holding onto each other like there was no tomorrow.

It was such a long time since I had last held Eli in my arms, and it was so hard to stop kissing him and just hold him. But I did. He held onto my shirt with all the life he had in him, and I stroked his hair, happy that he hadn't run from me again, happy that we were alive, happy and well, both of us.

"Eli…I love you…so, so much. I never meant to leave you. I stayed most of the time, but…everyone tried to get me out, and I met a little boy with cancer, and Kimi had the twins, and…" His head snapped up, practically assaulting my lips with his own.

"I…know…" His voice was raspy from so much time of inactiveness, but it still sounded like his beautiful, beautiful voice.

I picked him up, holding him close and brought him back to the hospital, where he held onto my hand firmly, refusing to let it go. They watched him a little more closely, because of him escaping, even if he was confused. It didn't matter. He was given a clean bill of health.

A little bit later

"Hey, sweet boy, how are you feeling?" Kimi asked, coming into Eli's room with Jasper in her arms, squirming around like heck. Jake followed a couple of seconds later with Alexis, who, unlike her brother, was sound asleep.

"Pretty good, my head hurts." He said, rubbing the bandages around his head absent-mindedly.

"Understandable." I said, rubbing his hand with my thumb.

Kimi smiled, and we spent the rest of the afternoon, talking and ooh-ing and ahh-ing over the twins, and a lot of kisses between me and Eli. The long separation had made our passion only that much more sweet now.

I researched on the computer that where we lived, marriages between gays were allowed, as long as we didn't move anywhere else during our lifetime. Vacations were okay, just not re-locations. Maybe in the future, I'll propose or something like that. Maybe. If the fates are with me.

A few years later

"Hey love, how was your day?" I murmur to Blake, kissing the back of his neck, as I loosen the tie around my neck. He smiles and leans into me, hooking an arm around me, and sighs.

"Good, yours?"

"Ugh, work sucks. Man, why can't we be kids forever?" He laughed, returning to his laptop, typing a couple more words.

"Doesn't everyone wish that?"

"True. It's a good thing we have each other, huh?" I glance down at the golden band upon my finger, then over at the identical copy on Blake's finger.
I love life and I love Blake, my soul mate. Nothing could make me happier than my life now. Nothing. Not even if we died together. We're alive and happily living together, as it should be. I'm sort of thankful to Adam, for shooting me like he did; he brought me closer to Blake.

Thanks, Adam, you're a real friend.