Here is the next chapter, please enjoy to your hearts content. (=:= means POV* changes)

*Point Of View

As we reached the booth where they sold ice cream I could tell a certain someone being overly excited. Like a child really. Already three days had passed and one thing was for sure; Shiro love ice cream. No question about it since he's dragged me along a billion times.

I watched as Shiro paid the tanned old man and came running with two cones. As he came up to me he handed me the vanilla flavored as he started licking the one with chocolate.

"Thanks." I said and started licking my ice cream too. I felt Shiro's gaze on me and seconds later he came up and licked the other side. Normally I wouldn't care about it but as my eyes met Shiro's something felt different. Something that almost scared me, the eyes of a predator. It only lasted for half a second as Shiro pulled away with a grin on his face.

"Vanilla's good too. Wanna taste mine?" he asked and held out his cone to me. I quickly shook my head as I felt a small chill go down my neck. Shiro tilted his head slightly with a confused and suspicious look on his face.

"Is something wrong? You don't look too well." He said and moved closer, staring at my face. I sighed and tried to relax.

"I'm fine." I said and gave him a faint smile. He stayed quiet for a while as I continued on my ice cream.

"Maybe… you had too much ice cream?" he said as I could feel an eyebrown twitch.

"I don't want to hear that from YOU!" I said to him annoyed. He grinned but somehow he was right. I did feel dizzy because of the heat.

Shiro grabbed my arm.

"Let's go back to the hotel so you can take a slight break. Your family's not in, right?" he said and pulled me along. I thought about protesting but I knew Shiro just cared. I could use a break…

"Now, get some sleep. I'll see you at dinner." Shiro said and closed the door behind him. I lay down as I had been ordered and tried to relax in the cool bed. It wouldn't take long for me to fall asleep, especially when you live with two sisters and two idiots in the same hotel. Pulling me along everywhere…

Still it was a good thing Shiro stayed at the same hotel. I do need someone my own age…

…Zzzz…

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Quietly I leaned forward, looking down at a face looking exactly like my own. Now there wasn't much making us different. And yet there was so much pulling us apart. Keeping you from me…

I brushed his cheek and his orange hair, as I carefully made sure he wouldn't wake up.

It was so hard… being here and not being able to do anything. I hadn't realized I could feel this way even though I was given a warning.

"Who would have known that a monster such as myself could have a heart? Ichigo…" I quietly whispered, not moving an inch. I touched his cheek again as I held back a frustrated feeling.

"Why can't you be mine?" I softly said as I backed away and finally left the room.

"Where is Shiro?" Dad asked. I looked up from the meny and shrugged.

"I don't know. I looked for him but he wasn't in his room." I said and returned to picking food worth eating. In the corner of my eye I could see dad sulk. I sighed.

"What is it, Dad?" I asked and put away the meny. Dad looked at me with wet eyes.

"It's just that Shiro's such a good kid, almost like a son…" he said, drying his eyes with a napkin. I somehow sweat dropped but at the same time understood how Dad felt. Shiro had joined us at dinner, the beach, the marketplace… he had been good to not only Dad but also Karin and Yuzuru.

"He was like an extra Ichigo, only cuter." Karin said, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Hey, hey, be nice." I said as Dad laughed. Suddenly, before I had the chance of hitting him, he became serious.

"Poor kid though. Not having a place to go…" Dad said. I looked at him, not worried.

"What are you talking about?" I asked as a waiter came. Dad sighed.

"I asked him earlier where he lived, since you guys get along so well… He told me he used to live in Tokyo but that he got no place to go back to. As I tried to ask him more he just ran off." He said before he ordered food. I didn't really know how to respond to that. Shiro was homeless? That couldn't be… I mean, he's here; in Hawaii spending all his money on ice cream.

"Ichigo, what do you want to eat?" Dad asked. I looked at the waiter but then got up.

"Where are you going?" Yuzuru asked as I walked towards the exit.

"Not hungry!" I yelled back at them as I left the restaurant. Somehow I had the feeling that I need to find him, before he does anything stupid.