The next day, I and Shaun were walking down the hall to the room we had been given. Apparently it hadn't been used in years, and, as Mr. Da Vinci put it, 'perfect for the job'.

When we reached the door, Shaun tried the handle.

"It's locked…", he said.

"What? Dangit! Mr. Da Vinci said it would be unlocked!", I reply, indignant.

"Maybe it's the wrong room?", Shaun asked.

I pull out a piece of paper with the room address on it, and then check the number on the door.

"No, this is the right room…"

"Well, how are we going to get in?"

I ponder for a few seconds, and then get an idea.

I smile at Shaun, saying, "Well, you know, I did take karate classes…"

"NO! Please, God no! The last time you tried that, the door ended up being unlocked and busted open, bouncing off the wall and hitting you in the face!"

"Well, sorry. If you have any other ideas, I'd love to hear them"

"Hmm, do you still carry around that hairpin?"

"…what hairpin? I've never carried around a hairpin."

"Well, why did it fall out of your bag one day?"

"…that's wasn't a hairpin…"

"What was it then?"

"…a poison dart"

"WHAT! WHY DO YOU CARRY AROUND A POISON DART!"

"Hey! You never know!"

Shaun sighs, looking at the door.

"Can I see it?"

"Sure, just let me get it."

I dig through my bag, looking for the poison dart. Shaun wouldn't understand, of course, but hey, who knows when you might need one? Finally finding it, I pull it out and hand it to him.

He takes it from me an inserts it in the lock, along with a needle, which I guess he must have found when I wasn't looking.

A few seconds later, I hear a click, and Shaun opens the door to the room. He swings his hand in a welcoming manner.

"Where'd you learn to lock pick?"

"Hey, I'm an assassin, it comes with the package."

"Pshhh, you probably learned it from Rebecca"

He blushes slightly, and from that, I know I'm right.

10 minutes later, I've dumped the materials in the bag onto the table and have sorted them out.

"Hmm, well, Mr. Da Vinci gave me this sketch of the original hidden blade for reference, and this envelope he told me Al Mualim told him to give me.", I say, inspecting the pieces of the new hidden blade to come.

"What's in the envelope?" he asks.

"I have absolutely no idea", I reply.

"Well, open it!"

"Fine, I will!"

I pull the envelope off of the table and tear the edge off, dumping the contents into my palm.

It was a necklace, shaped like a diamond with rivets in it, strung on a thin, green cord. The rivets seemed to be in every section of the diamond's cut, and the diamond itself looked to be pieced together by the rivets.

"A necklace? Why would you need that?" Shaun asks.

"I don't know. Hey there's a note in here!" I say, pulling a piece of paper form the envelope.

I read it aloud, "It reads: Dear Gavin,

I am giving you this necklace because it seems to be bound to you. The necklace, as you can see, is a metal diamond held together with rivets. When you put it on, you need to focus on the diamond coming apart, for the true purpose of the necklace is inside the diamond. I have disguised the need to give you this necklace with the task of making a new design for the hidden blade. Also, the task itself is a practice for what you are about to gain. Gavin, you have an ancient power, one that one of the greatest assassin's in history had, the ability to manipulate metal. Only you can take apart the necklace, and only the 'One Who Is To Be Yours' can help you in the journey. You have probably already chosen said person to help you with the task of making the hidden blade. I know you will do great

Sincerely,

Al Mualim

P.S. I knew it was you for your skills in designing weapons.", I repeat from the letter.

"…'The One Who Is To Be Yours'? What does that mean?", Shaun replies inquisitively.

"I've no idea, but hey! At least we know who it is!"

"Who?"

I give Shaun a 'You're kidding me, right?' look.

"What? Who is it!", He asks.

"YOU, Dummy!", I say, pointing at him with the letter.

"Me! It can't be me! I mean…and "The One Who Is To Be Yours'? That sounds really awkward, like I'm supposed to be your boyfriend or something…", he trails off.

"And that would be bad?", I ask.

"I…um, No actually. I just didn't take you as…"

"Gay? Well, I am. I've just been keeping it secret for a while. Anyway, let's see if this'll work.", I say putting on the necklace.

I look at Shaun's face before I put the necklace. He has an expression of relief, worry, and excitement on his face. He looks at me, then smiles, though I don't know why. I smile back, then put the necklace on, and focus on it opening.

For a while, I feel nothing. Then suddenly, something clicks. I feel…a rush of power, and my senses heighten enough to be able to feel Shaun next to me. I can also feel something else, like a box. I reach out with something that looks like a hand, and open it. All the while, my eyes are closed, and when the box opens ( I could feel it open, weirdly enough), I hear Shaun gasp.

I open my eyes, and look at the necklace. The Diamond had snapped off the necklace, and the pieces were floating in front of me. I see something inside of it. It looked like a ball of…well, I couldn't tell. It was like a color spectrum, with a blue tint to every color, and it looked to be there and not there at the same time. It slowly glides to an arm's length away, and I reach for it.

"Gavin! What are you doing?", Shaun hisses next to me.

I look over at him.

"I'm going to grab that ball of…whatever it is. What else?"

"How do you know it won't hurt you?"

"I can feel it Shaun. It won't hurt me. Don't you trust me?"

"I-I…of course, Gavin. But please, before you do, can I show you something?"

I look at him quizzically. That is a very odd request coming from Shaun.

"Sure, of course."

The next thing I know, Shaun's lips are on mine.

It's a soft, chaste kiss. But it's full of emotion, emotion pent up for years. Worry, admiration, respect, and most of all, Love. I'm not sure what to do for a few seconds, analyzing the situation. Then, I kiss back. We stay like that for a good 30 seconds, then break the kiss. We're both gasping for air.

"T-that was amazing", I say.

He chuckles. "I'm glad you liked it", he responds

"…how long have you felt that way?", I ask.

His expression darkens.

"A few years…"

"Well, it's good to know you feel the same"

He looks at me with hope in his eyes.

"Now, let's get this necklace situation over with."

He nods his head. I reach for the necklace, and wrap my hand around the strange object

The whole world changes, shifting into somewhere different.

It's a big room, with a huge bed in the corner up some stairs. There's a weird looking chair located to the side, with red leather padding. It's hooked up to a computer, with a woman sitting at it. She looks oddly like an older version of Rebecca. Across the room, there's a computer set up, with a big board behind it full of pieces of maps, data and pictures. There's someone there too, and they look like Shaun, but Shaun is standing right next to me, so it can't be him. Then, like glass breaking, a shatter is heard, and we're there.

Everything goes black.

Okay! I hope you are liking the story so far, the 10 people who are actually reading it :P

This is my first time actually writing a kissing scene, so if it seems weird, blame experience.

...so yeah, can anyone guess where the guys ended up?