A/N: I'm sorry this took so long, and I'm sorry for all the spelling errors in the past and probably future chapters, and I'm sorry about this chapter especially.

last night. . .
"Nikki" Marcus called even though he knew Nikki was fast asleep.
"what would you do. . . If you had a relative, all the way across the world. what if you had a brother, experiencing something with his own boyfriend at the same time . . . what would you do if you met him? what would you do. . . If you knew everything about me. . . Nikki, your such a great guy. . ."
Marcus pov.
"-Marcus?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by the person who was refusing to move his head from my stomach.
"Sorry, what did you say?"

"It's fine, I just wanted to point out i've never seen your back."

". . .excuse me?"

"I've never seen your bare back, even when we were having sex."

". . .fuck."

I forgot about that. . .

"Nikki, I want you to promise me that if I show you my back, you won't ask any questions. Okay?"

Nikki gave me an odd look but promised none the less. Slowly, I rolled over and pulled the covers down by my lower back, I could here the sharp intake of breathe from Nikki right before he traced some of the scares there.

"I got them when I was really little, so it doesn't hurt."

After a few moments, I felt him pressing his forehead on my back, along with a soft whisper. I knew exactly what he was seeing, harsh scars lining from left shoulder to right hip, they were whip marks.

"Whoever hurt you should die"

But I couldn't answer, I just held his hand as tight as possible, because the people who left those scars, are already dead.

third person.

Weeks passed, then months, and just as quickly as it begun, the last school year was over, for Marcus at least. After the graduation, Nikki told his foster parents about his relation ship with Marcus. The result was him being disowned, but he didn't seem to care. He told Marcus about how he barely knew his foster parents, who always worked and had babysitters watch over him most of the time.

Marcus's foster mother was overjoyed, being as she was a very special person to Marcus, it is asummed she is fine with the prospect of homosexuality, and always knew of Marcus's orientation. The women in question had long, frizzy brown hair with dark eyes. Immediately on seeing her adoptive son, she started crying and muttering "Bambino" over, and over again. She also treated Nikki as her son, and called him "Nicolò" which Marcus later explained that she was from Italy, and liked to use the language allot.

Things were perfect, for Nikki that is.

Marcus, however was deep in thought. He thought mostly of three things. one, he had no clue what to do with his life. two, he was mooching off his boyfriend of nearly a year. And three. . . Nikki deserved better, he deserves a family, and someone who could be open with him. Marcus loved Nikki, but he didn't know what he could do for him, and he was scared of that. So deeply that it rotted his core.

3 years later
"Marcus? MARCUS? WHERE ARE YOU?"

Nikki ran through each room of the apartment. He had been trying to contact Marcus for three hours via cell phone, with no luck. Now he was checking everywhere else, scared that his little lover had gotten into an accident, or worse. He was about to search the town with a fine picked comb, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a letter. It was addressed to him, it was from Marcus.

Dear Nikki,

I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye. I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I'm going, but you don't need to forgive me, in-fact, please hate me. It would make things so much easier. Our relationship, is over, I know you understand. I truly am sorry about this, I really am but, it wouldn't have worked out anyways, we think differently, and I'm not the best sort of person for you. Goodbye, Nickolas.

Nikki stared at the words, but he didn't miss all the lines scribbled out. Or what it said. hundreds of times, there was "I love you"s scribbled out on almost every line. And there were water stains on the paper. He was crying as he wrote this.

It took till midnight for Nikki to finally find a piece of paper that was ripped in half. the one he had held the address of Nowaki Kusama. His brother.

About five months ago, Marcus had found two addresses and some shocking information. Apparently, Nikki had blood relations in Japan. After showing Nikki, Marcus had printed off both Nowaki's, and His twin brothers current addresses onto the same paper. Guess which one was missing. Soon, Nikki made a resolution with tears in his eyes, to follow the only lead he had, and go to Japan to try to find his lover. Of course it wasn't immediate, he had to get a plane ticket which he knew he couldn't afford, but after about four months and six jobs he finally had enough money. Now he just hoped his brother would understand enough to put him up for awhile.

As much as I try, I can't get the doc to double space, and it doesn't have spell check either, which sucks allot. But I do have an editor it's just. . . difficult to get her to see them, and she's fine with shonen-ai but isn't a pev like me. which reminds me of her coming after me after school. Stating that she "Fell on this supe tall guy, who caught her and was smiling at her and was really hot." after about 5 seconds, I asked if he had black hair.

Black hair, blue eyes, Tall. and on top of that, she asked and his name JUST SO HAPPENS to be Nickolas. I lol'd for hours. Never gonna let it down.