Don't you have those moments when you have the whole chapter in your head but as you write it down, you take a sharp right turn to WTF-land and you have to just *ugh!*

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Just saying.

Ship in a bottle

"Yuui, don't go too far. Make sure that you're close enough so I can see you!"

"Okay, sis!"

Eight year old Yuui was enjoying playing some ball in the park as his big sister Chi who just turned twelve was sitting on a bench; reading a book. It was a warm spring day and they were waiting on their parents who were bringing home Fai who had a minor accident while riding his bike and had to stay a couple days in the local hospital to rest.

It was lonely without his brother to play with for a change but he was happy that Fai was coming home so like a good child, he just kept himself occupied until Chi calls him to go for the day.

It was an hour into playing that Yuui became a bit distracted as he kicked the ball too high in the air by accident. Watching the ball go up into the sky with a bit of awe, he soon watched in horror as the ball landed a bit too far away from him to some tree. He gulped. This was bad. On one hand he can run to it and risk getting in trouble from his sister then again it was the only ball they had.

With a firm frown that seemed a bit adorable on the blonde's face, he broke into a run towards the ball.

Further and further from his sister, Yuui can see the ball as he was getting close to it. However in his rush to take it, he overlooked a root that was poking out of the ground. So with his foot caught on it, he tripped and hit the ground hard. Feeling pain from his leg, poor Yuui started to cry as he sat right up.

Rubbing his eyes, the blonde child didn't notice a second person who was walking along and picked the ball up with hand before making their way to him. When he heard loud crunching noises in front of him, he gasped as he opened his eyes.

Before him was a man; maybe a bit older then his sister knelling down to his level. It was blurry but he can tell that his man wasn't from around here by the fact of his clothes. Blinking, he glanced downward and saw that the man had his ball. He looked back up at him with confusing eyes.

The man leaned the ball to the child. "Is this yours?"

For a moment, the child didn't say anything but soon shyly nodded.

Chuckling, the man moved his hand that held the ball a bit; encouraging him. "Well then, here you go."

The little was about to reach for it when an unsettling thought came to him. He wasn't supposed to be with strangers. Yuui knew that by what his parents had told him time and time again. What if the man was just trying to take him away; from his family, from his home, from his own brother? That created fear into his little heart as he clasped his shaking hands.

The man clearly saw that and frowned in worry. "H-Hey," He sounded a bit flustered. "I'm not trying to do anything to you. I just wanted to give you back this ball. It's obviously looked important to you." He then reached out and wiped a tear from the little one's eyes. "So please, don't cry. I won't hurt you…"

Hiccupping as he rubbed his eyes, Yuui looked up at the man with a quivering lower lip. "Y-You promise…?"

"I promise. Cross my heart." The man made an X over his chest to further convince the little tyke.

Sniffling, Yuui reached out quickly took the ball back from the man. Cradling the object in his arms, he weakly looked back up at the man with a very timid smile. "T-Thank you…" He whispered.

"Don't mention it." It was then the man gave him a smile. It was a smile that seem to be brighter then the springtime sun and warmer then the weather itself. It was like everything else faded but that smile.

So inviting and…familiar….

It made the little one blink before staring at him. When he heard the other laughing softly at him, Yuui blushed immediately before huffing at the man. "W-What are you laughing at?" He stuttered; trying to act tough after all that time.

"S-Sorry." The man tried to stifle his laughter but failing. "It's just…I'm having a nice day today and I'm glad that I was able to help you." He then stood up and lend out a hand. "Come on, let's get you right back up."

Frowning at the nickname, the child took the hand and was brought back to his feet. "Thank you mister…mister…" He sighed. "Um…w-what's your name, sir?"

"Oh, my name?" The man pointed to himself. "Well my name is—"

Six months in

The blazing sound of the alarm brought him back to reality as a pale arm reached out and hit the top button; silencing the object.

Slowly getting up, Yuui yawned as he rubbed his eyes. "Ugh," He placed a hand on his head as he checked the time. He sighed. A little after six. He wasn't due to the academy in a couple of hours. Plenty of time to get change and make some breakfast. "Fuck," Even with enough sleep, he was still crabby; just not as much. "I seem to be having that dream a lot lately." He mumbled. "Gets clearer and clearer every time."

Ever since he had come to live in this house, many things have turned for the better. His relationship with his brother for one. The decreased level of stress and woe for another and he had been a bit more open about himself to his friends; especially Kurogane and Yuuko who once dragged him out to have a drink at one of the local bars.

However,

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel something was off. He was glad his life was getting better, he can't deny the weird sense that he had ever since moving here. The chills up his spine; the voices he can't seem to pick up well and shadows that don't seem to belong to an object or a person; like they are living things entirely.

Of course, he was never one to believe in the supernatural though superstitious he can be sometimes. But it was the small things that he was starting to see that made his stay at the house more or less eerie. Not scary on certain levels, but creepy. Like he felt this way before. Nonetheless, he tried his best not to take notice of it. If there was anything he had learned in life, it's that if you ignore something long enough; it'll eventually go away.

Or…so he hoped.

Taking off the covers, he was slightly surprised to see that Ioryogi, the stuffed toy dog, was still on the night table where he last left it the night before. Out of the many good things in his life lately was that the toy's bouts of disappearance have decreased as well; like what had happened to it many times before was just a bad dream of sorts. Either way, it just meant that the prankster, whoever they might be, had gone away to do more important things.

Reaching over, Yuui picked up the dog and snuggled it; feeling a bit better. "Ah," He sighed as he placed his forehead on the dog's. "There's nothing I like more then the smell of fresh linen in the morning." He had washed the toy ever since he gotten it from Syaoron; taking good care of as he had it in his possession. Washing the body, polishing the collar and even stitching the tears that it had; glad that not his entire home ED skills hadn't gone completely to waste. Though what struck him odd was that even days after washing the thing; it will still smell fresh and clean; like someone had washed him daily. While he was happy for it, it also meant that it could spell trouble for the toy's body. Too much washing and it'll wrinkle it.

And speaking of winkles…

"Oh, I should get a cup of coffee." Yuui muttered as he placed the dog back on the spot before making his bed. "I rather not scare Syaoron again with my apparent attitude to the morning world." Though there was a frown, there was also a blush gracing his cheeks. Yes, even in the few months of living here, he can't deny his growing feelings for his roommate. Small as it may seem; it was there.

He had thought about it from time to time. Some part of him said that this was too fast to like someone even for him. He can recall his days of school that even the fastest time he would develop a crush was well about a year; or close to it if he wasn't too much into his studies. It was unnatural to even have them in the first place, another part of him suggested. While he was okay with liking someone no matter what gender or orientation ( if he wasn't then he wouldn't be okay with brother and Kurogane being together ) , he had no idea if Syaoron even had the same train of philosophy. What if the other was straight? What if his way of being close to him was only platonic and nothing more? What is he was disgusted by the fact that another guy liked him a bit more then a friend? That caused a bit of painful tugging in the heart at times.

The other had talked but he never says anything. Only words that hold their ground for just a moment before they flow away forever. Nothing the other had said was false or fake but it did little to ease him. Just what goes on in that head of his?

Then there was that tiny bit; the one that he never seem to listen first.

Maybe Syaoron felt the same; that he liked him back but was worried about the blonde just like he with him. He could be fearful of rejection and the potential destruction of the friendship they have built more or less in the short time that they lived together. It was obvious that the two never had too many friends so friendship was very important to them; a common ground they shared.

But like anything; thinking doesn't always helped.

Smoothing out the sheets, Yuui yawned before picking up a hair tie to pull back his hair into a tiny bun for now. "It's strange….liking a person after so many years of being alone and watching everyone else be happy." He gazed at the window; the curtains parted a bit to show the sunrise as of late. Chuckling sadly, he placed a hand on his chest. "I never knew what to do when I'm like this. What difference does it make now? And of all the people to like….it had to be Syaoron…that just makes it worse." He clenched that hand into a fist. "And yet, the feeling inside…whatever is it; be it affection or otherwise….it's not all that strange…but almost…like I felt this way before…"

That what confused him the most; the familiarity.

He and Syaoron had never met before that day when he moved in. And yet being around him, it was like he was in a major set of Déjà vu that never happened before. And that dream he'd be having; why would it stand out the most. He never had that issue before and it was starting to worry him. It just doesn't make sense nor does it help in anyway.

"Well, I'm sure I'll be alone again." Yuui sighed as he put on some slippers. "That's the feeling that I'm used to; that I'll always be used to. No amount of small joys and happiness can change that. If it's what I'm fated to be then…it'll have to be." And with that, he left the bedroom to get himself that cup of coffee.

As the door closed, the blue stuffed toy shook his head with a heavy sigh; seeing that look and hearing that kind of talk before. "Idiot, you were never alone." He then looked at the door. "No one can be by themselves forever. It's just not meant to be that way. And he knew it better than anyone…" He then stood up. "And yet, there will be others who continue to be blinded by that fact. Some people are just morons that way."

The air around his room was less then pleasant. The tension surrounding him was so thick that if it could; it would choke him right then and there. It was no surprise that the spirits and shadows would create havoc right behind his back and he didn't blame them. Mischievous or sly; they are neither good nor evil. They only did what they knew best; nothing more.

Staring out of his window, Syaoron's eyes were glowing. No, they were burning with a level of anger that he was familiar to more times then he liked. Only he knew how to control that emotion as of recent. Outside of his window, there was an ominous space just above the grass that rippled and swayed. It was far but he can sense it. He couldn't see its actual form but he knew. He knew.

With those glowing eyes narrowing at the spot, Syaoron reached out and stuck out his index finger; the glow same as his eyes started appearing on the tip of his digit. But before he can do anything about it, the floating form dissipated into nothing; out of sight completely and leaving nothing to trace.

With a growl, Syaoron closed the curtain. With a turn of his head, the spirits and shadows quickly flee; only with soft shrieks echoed as he was left alone once again. The glow in his eyes faded back to brown as his whole body relaxed. Slumping on the wall next to the window, he lifted his hand and clenched it into a fist. "Damn, he's getting stronger." He muttered. "I thought I placed that barrier and kept it nice and tight around the house." He unclenched his hand. "But I'm not surprised. He warned me that it won't be long now. I just thought I had more time then this."

He lifted his head off the wall a bit as he heard soft footsteps coming and then leaving his bedroom door until they faded into nothing. A small smile graced his lips. "Yuui must be conflicted. Poor thing; not that I blame him." It didn't take a genius to see what was happening and it was amazing how quickly it came. The blonde was starting to fall in love with him. It was small but boy was it obvious. And it was growing fast. But that smile soon was wiped from his face; also knowing something else that he rather not want to see.

What has happened, what would happen, and what will never happen.

He can't afford another bout of sadness; not when he was given this. Not again. He wouldn't know what to do with himself then. He'd probably—

"No." Syaoron croaked; his eyes filled with tears as he hit his hand on the wall. "I've come too far to fall now." Too far and far too long. He was going to see this through the end. He had paid enough and worked too hard to have it collapse on him now. "I'm stronger now. I can do this…I have to…I need to…" His heart that long ceased beating, his mind that long since stopped becoming his own, his eyes trailed to a lone picture that was on the night stand.

It had a simple frame around it and the photo itself was worn and folded. It was in black and white but the man can see the colors of it through those eyes of his. He can see himself on that photo; all smiles and knowing only one thing. And yet there was another on that same photo. One that kept him up for a very long time and in his dreams.

A person with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"W-What are you doing?"

"Funny, I ask myself the same thing. Over and over again…."

"You're not making sense! Please, get away from there and we can talk!"

"There are no words that can be said that will ever make this better…"

"Make what better?"

A scrapped footstep backwards.

"No, stop! Wait!"

"I've been a terrible person. I deserve whatever punishment god will give me. I can't undo the things I have done. And because of that, I have hurt the most precious person I cared for."

"But I don't understand!"

"I betrayed you. Used you for the sake of that man. You know who I'm talking about. Don't tell me that you never knew my intentions…."

"….I wished that I was wrong…that what I can see was just my imagination. Why? Why would you do this to me? I—"

"Yes, I know. And used that against you for my own selfish intentions. But…without realizing it; I felt the same way. All I wanted…and you gave it to me. I was so happy. I thought it would never end. But then…."

"T-Then?"

"I just couldn't continue the since-stopped façade. What we had been real, what I felt for you was real…and that man…he saw it. So….I have decided…."

"No, please. Don't do this. I can stop him! I'll fight him and bring an end to this. Then we can be happy like we were! You'll see, it'll be just like before!"

"My love…" A shake of the head. "I'm sorry….but there's no going back now…it's too late…I must right the wrong I have done to you and to myself…..goodbye…" Another step backwards and that body felt the whoosh of air from behind. Falling….falling….falling. The vision was getting blurry but it was clear of what was seen. The other leaning over the cliff, shouting for him; trying to do something but it was no use.

The body hit hard before darkness was seen; that voice so familiar was screaming out to him, over and over again.

"Yuui….Yuui…hey, earth to Yuui~!"

A pair of blue eyes blinked as the blonde jolted back to reality. He was back at his own classroom. Groaning, he rubbed his eyes; now realizing just how dry they were. He would have to invest in some eyedrops if he kept this up. Looking over his hand, he saw a familiar face. He almost jumped though at how close the other was but he was used to it by now. Frowning, he sighed. "Yes, what is it brother?"

Fai hummed as he took a spare chair and sat in front of Yuui. "Well, I could say the same to you."

"Huh?"

"It's rare to see it." Fai explained as he tapped on Yuui's forehead gently; not bothered that it was slapped away. "We've known each other for a very long time but I can't remember that last time that my darling little brother spaced out like that."

"…." With his hand still up, Yuui lowered it as he touched the side of his face. "Oh….I was?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "I…I didn't realize…" Was that what happened? Daydreaming? Though his brother was right that it was rare; he just didn't think it was. "Huh, I guess I did…" He lied softly; not wanting to worry his brother.

Not buying that for a second, Fai sighed. "Well feel free to talk about it when you're ready to." He can see Yuui flinching; satisfied at that. "By the way, have you heard? There are some weird things going on around here?"

"Weird?" Yuui raised an eyebrow at that. "What, being in the academy and dealing with chaos despite students actually learning and graduating wasn't weird enough?" He joked; not surprised when he got a gently whack on the head.

"Now's not the time for your melancholy humor, Yuui-chan." Fai stuck his tongue out playfully. "But in all seriousness, did you hear about them?" When Yuui shook his head, he leaned in closer. "There have been some rumors…." He paused before whispering lowly. "That Watanuki's not himself lately."

Yuui paused before scoffing. "Is that all?" Of course his brother would talk about something so chaste in such a serious tone. "So? Everyone has their off days; even you." Leaning back, he stood up and went to the fridge; feeling very hungry. "I don't see what's the big deal. He didn't seem that off at class."

"Of course not." Fai waved it off. "Watanuki's at his best when he's cooking…or yelling; whatever time it happens in the day." He then saw Yuui placing a plate with a slice of cake and a fork in front of him. "But it's not just him! Yuuko-sensei's acting a bit off as well."

"Brother, she just had the time of her life last night." Yuui calmly said as he got himself a slice and started eating. "A hangover and lack of sleep can do that to a person. It happens."

Pouting, Fai started eating. "But that's not what I meant!" He took a few bites. "I know that Yuuko-sensei tends to hide things and being all super mysterious but this is higher then we're used to. It's like….it's like she really knows something that we don't."

"Again, brother; that's not weird." Yuui was already finished halfway around his cake. "She's always hiding something from us. And then she turns it and makes it seem that when she does tell us that we're too slow to realize. It would be best to ignore the game instead of losing it." He placed his fork down. "And besides what could she have possibly hidden from us that got you so worked up?"

Just before Fai was about to answer, there was a knock on the door.

"Um…Yuui-sensei? Are you busy?"

"Ah, Watanuki." Yuui smiled. "No, I'm free for the moment. Come on in." He then turned his head. "So about what…." He blinked. His brother was nowhere to be seen. He then glanced at the window and saw it was opened. He sighed. "And he didn't even finish the cake…"

"Fai-sensei used the window escape again?" Watanuki sheepishly smiled.

"Like there's another way." Yuui chuckled as his prized student walking in with a book in his hands. "So, what can I do for you? Do you need help with a recipe or something?"

"Oh no, nothing like that." Watanuki chuckled. "I just wanted to talk to you about something." When the teacher nodded with a smile, he went over to sit on the chair. "Sensei, there's something that has been bothering me and I figured that maybe you might help me out on that."

"Oh sure." Yuui took the plates and set them aside as Watanuki placed the book down. "Whatever problem you have, I'll be more then glad to help out as much as I can."

"Heh, Yuui-sensei will always be Yuui-sensei." Opening the book, Watanuki started turning a few pages over. "So…sensei, I was wondering…do…do you believe in love?"

Well that was something that he wasn't full prepared to answer. With a small blush, Yuui chuckled. "Well of course. Love is a wonderful thing." He then raised an eyebrow at the student. "But may I ask the reason for such a question?" It's not a very weird question but to have it asked by Watanuki of all people; well he had to ask.

A glittering color of dark gold replaced his right eye of blue for a mere second before the male student looked up at the teacher with a sheepish grin. "Himawari was talking about it with her friends and since she talks to me too; it got me thinking…"

Elsewhere within the area

"I seem to be getting very popular lately if being in the company of handsome men was any indication." Yuuko smirked as she downed a cup of sake while sitting on a plush pillow that was laid out on the wooden floor.

Sakura who was serving the sake smiled, his legs crossed as between them was a table that had two cups, a bottle of sake and a plate of tempura that was given to them by his partner, Tachibana who stated that he had better things to do then see the two talk and get drunk. Though the white-haired male knew that the other went to the middle school just to see their child, Hana. Such a kind heart for someone so stubborn. "Well, you are very beautiful." He relented jokingly. "And I hate for that beauty to be overlooked by blind eyes."

"Oh, how you flatter me." Yuuko pretended to swoon as she picked up the refilled cup and took a sip. "If you weren't taken, I snatch you up in a heartbeat." She giggled as she put the cup down. "Now then, since we're here; why don't you tell me why you really invited me in your lovely home and on a short notice? I'll have you know that it is a school day and I have boring paperwork to fill up." She smiled as she placed a hand under her chin; looking at the other with calculating eyes.

The soul will be the same no matter in what world. Be it personality or how they were brought up. However, what if that same soul just dwells in another; waiting to be awakened once again?

Taking a sip, Sakura gave the woman a smile. "I suppose I should explain myself while there is daylight." Placing the cup down on the table, the smile faded a bit as he opened his eyes to the other. "Miss Ichihara, do you believe in second chances?"

A rather odd question to start but the woman nodded nonetheless. "Of course. I have had my fair share of those who were in dire need of that." In her mind, a few people came forward; especially one particular blonde. "Of course a second chances are not always free. If one would get such a gift then they would have to give up something in return in order to obtain it. Otherwise it would be treated as a shortcut."

"Hmm." With another sip, Sakura nodded. "I see. Well it's good to know that such knowledgeable people still exist." He slightly joked before becoming serious again. "However, as much as I hate to prove a lovely woman otherwise; I wanted to ask something else that is related to the last question."

"Of course." Yuuko smiled. "Ask away and keep that sake flowing while you're at it."

"Got it." Sakura did just that. "So if people get second chances and of course have to give something up in order to obtain it; what would you say that there's a person who sacrificed something for a second chance that they never wanted in the first place?"

For a moment, Yuuko was silent as she had the cup in her hands. Musing to herself; her dark red eyes lingered on the liquid as it swirled a bit. She then smiled in a cryptic manner as she looked back up at the other. "Well then, there had to be a reason for it then." She took a sip. "Luck, skill, or mere hope. Those are the some of many things that can be reasons prior to getting something in life. Whoever you are referring to must have done something to gain it or rather something was done to him that granted that kind of wish." She then smirked. "We do not always know what we really wish for or why would we be given the things we never want in the first place but when it comes down to it…the need for it is strong…and that need is the spark that brings forth…what is to come…"

For a second Sakura didn't speak. He didn't move a muscle. His eyes though were shining…with an emotion that he hadn't felt in a long time. Was it fear, surprise…relief? A thought came to his head that didn't help the situation. But after a full minute of doing nothing but think, the white haired man shook his head and let out a chuckle; though it sounded a bit forced and hollow. "My,my. You really are a diamond in the rough. Although…" He didn't smile as his expression was blank but firm. "I never said that it was a guy."

"Oh, you didn't have to." Yuuko giggled as she took Sakura's cup that was still filled with sake. Downing it in one go, she sighed. "After all, you've been hanging around a certain young man a lot lately and you know him far too well for it to be just friendly with him." Placing the cup down, she frowned. "Despite what you may think, I don't know more then any other person in this area. Watanuki's been acting strange, Kurogane has been feeling off and the chill in my body comes and goes every time I come by a certain house…." She looked up at the man. "And you know exactly which house I'm referring to, right?"

Frowning in return, Sakura sighed. "I wish I can tell you what you want to know…however, I made a promise to him; that I don't say a word….no matter what."

"Even if it means risking the safety of the people in this area?"

"No one will be at risk." Sakura shook his head. "It started with one…and it will end with one. Rest assured, no one will die."

Yuuko tilted her head, trying to get into the man's mind. "You say that but…you do realize that nothing will go as planned….whatever he's planning as much as one would want it to?" She looked away. "No matter how confident you are of him, there will be mistakes and the consequences that will follow. I hope he knows that."

Letting out another hollow chuckle, Sakura nodded. "Oh he knows, after all this isn't the first time he had to deal with it; only that time….."

Some time later

"Ugh, I just hate how dirty it gets so quickly." Yuui groaned as he was dusting the furniture. It was an early Saturday afternoon and there was the blonde cleaning the house by his lonesome. It was the end of the month and Syaoron was out doing who knows what. Though the bond between them was growing; the blonde couldn't help but feel that the young man was being a bit distant lately.

He wondered if it had anything to do with that journalist thing that he had going. Ever since they lived together; that topic seemed to be more difficult to bring out into the conversation. Granted, the poor boy was busy so there wasn't much to talk about but…it was eating Yuui inside so to speak.

Too bad he was never that good with confrontation unless he was provoked.

With Ioryogi on his shoulder this time ( to keep the blonde company of course ), while Syaoron was out; Yuui opted to clean the whole house so the young man can have something to relax about when he gets home. And do a bit of cooking just to top it off.

"Well that's done." Yuui wiped his forehead as he saw the hallways and all the objects clean from dust. He already finished with the ground floor hours ago and even scrubbed the kitchen floor. Besides cooking, a bit of cleaning can do wonders in distracting the mind and killing time. Placing the duster down, he hooked up the vacuum cleaner into one of the plugs. "Now I'll have to do is vacuum the floor and then it's a long nice deserving hot shower." With that in mind, he turned on the vacuum and started moving.

Down the hallway, Yuui looked around to make sure that nothing was misplaced or in the way. He rather not have something getting hit by the vacuum and then broken up. By now he got the full view of the entire house so he knew where to go and where to avoid. Although Syaoron was very lenient, his bedroom was out of bounds for reason that the blonde doesn't know as of late.

"Syaoron…." Yuui slowly stopped vacuuming at the mention of the young man. "No matter what I do, I can't stop thinking about him." He didn't notice a roll of beady eyes next to him. "I mean, we spend a lot of time together and everyone, even brother likes him." He sighed as he turned off the vacuum. "But…" He shook his head as he propped the cleaning object upright. "I'm thinking way too much into this. Brother's right," He chuckled. "I'm hopeless."

Looking to the right as he continued laughing, he slowly stopped as he found an insignificant tore of wallpaper hanging out. Curious, he left the vacuum and went to it. "Oh dear." He went and got a hold of the paper. "Must be getting old and weak. I should buy some newer wallpaper to replace this bit." As he was tearing the bit off; he was surprised to see that it was hard to do so. Frowning, he went forward; trying to get the old wallpaper out; finding more and more of it in his hands.

Groaning, he finally got the now big flap of wallpaper out of the wall. "Ha!" He waved it in front of it. "You're tough for worn out wallpaper. Now to find something….to…cover…the…hole…?"Before him was not a wall behind the paper but rather a door. It was old; much older then the wallpaper and it seemed to been unused for quite some time.

Dropping the torn wallpaper, Yuui then went over and tore the surrounding wallpaper to see if he wasn't imagining things. Soon the hallway had bits of wallpaper in the middle of it. "…So it's not an illusion…" He breathed out. "That's a door…a genuine door." Walking up to it, he placed his hand on it. As he thought, it was old and worn. But the longer his hand was on it, the urge of some sort inside of him grew stronger. His blue eyes trailed to the doorknob; gulping.

"So…this is a door that leads to a room…right?" Yuui spoke; with the intention of saying to himself rather then the stuffed toy. "Why would it be covered and why didn't Syaoron mention it? Makes little sense." Reaching over, he grabbed the doorknob; gripping it.

Suddenly he was washed with a very cold chill. His whole body's was soon shaking. It was if everything around him got cold and all he can hear was the sound of his beating heart. With his hand on the doorknob shaking; he failed to notice bits of color flowing near him but due to the sudden coldness; it wouldn't make a bit of difference. Gritting his teeth, he twisted the knob and pulled the door outward; opening it.

He saw it.

He touched it.

He opened it.

He's inside.

No turning back now.

Stepping into the room, the chill he felt only faded a fraction; still leaving him cold but not to much. "My, it's dark. No windows then, huh?" He wasn't surprised. There had been a room or two without windows in this house. "A light switch, maybe?" Feeling the wall with one hand, Yuui searched for the switch. Feeling none, he sighed as he stepped further into the room.

Black, nothing but black and the sounds of his own footsteps.

Letting out a breath, Yuui eventually bumped into something; his knees hitting what felt like a table of some sort. Placing his hands on top of it, he shyly felt the object. It was wooden and thick; a desk? Maybe. He then felt something else…papers? Seems so. His hands went to the corner of the desk and felt something metal. Reaching up to the object; he felt something hanging hitting his knuckles lightly. Grabbing the end of it, he smiled. "Finally. Some light."

He switched it on and had to take a step back.

Pictures. Pictures, photos, paintings and the like. Yuui looked around and saw that the room wasn't just any room but a study room. Up, over and around, he can see anything visual taped, clipped or pinned to the walls; creating a collage of some sort. Going back to the desk, it was much different as there were more of those photos on it as well as papers.

Documents?

"What…" Yuui picked some of them out and started looking over them. "What is this? What's going on?" He didn't understand. This room, the pictures, the photos and the papers. It was like the room was supposed to be hidden but from what? It doesn't make a lick of sense. However, his eyes caught on to a few words on those documents. "Paris….sewers…phoenix…rare…" He was hastily going over each and every paper before he came upon a mere photo that slipped out of the bunch.

"Ah!" Quickly grabbing it, Yuui looked it over as he knelled down. It was a simple small photo. It had a man, woman and two children. Looking closely, he can see that the man and the woman were married and happily so by the way they were smiling. But it was the children below them that got his attention. They were twins obviously but their faces….they couldn't be…

"Syaoron…" Yuui stated quietly. "And his twin brother." Syaoron had a sibling and a twin no less. But why…why would he keep that bit of information from Yuui? He was a twin too so he can understand. Why would he hide it from him? Didn't the other trust him? Too many things were going through his head and there wasn't anything that can answer for him.

However, a faint scent caught his nostrils as he lowered the photo. His eyes went wide as his hand that held the photo was shaking. "…O-Oh my god…." Before him was blood and dried blood at that. In the middle of the floor was a huge red stain; the corners of it crusted maroon now since it was left alone for quite some time. But it was deep and to Yuui, it was gruesome. Covering his mouth, he went up and got a closer look. Yep, it was really blood. And it was making Yuui sick. "I-I don't understand…" He muttered. "This room, the photo…the blood…what does mean…? What happened here to create such a mess?" He then had enough. He wanted to just get out of the room and forget. It was too much, too quickly. He had to get out. He needed to leave.

"Yuui."

With a sudden drop of his heart, his blue eyes slowly turned as he looked over his shoulder. In the doorway was a dark silhouette and bright eyes greeted him. He heard the sounds of chattering behind the figure but he was too much of a shock to notice as fists were curling and letting out. "What are you doing here?"

The blonde gulped as he turned and let out a shaky breath. "S-Syaoron…."

TBC

An FYI for those who want to know, in that scene with Fai and Yuui; are you certain it was Fai?

*smirks*