A/N: Hello! Okay, this is it. I hope I don't disappoint! And if I do, please read the A/N at the end of the story! So, here goes…

Disclaimer: NO.6 is Asano Atsuko's.

7. Hey, you.

To a third person, the scene would look almost comical. Two guys sprawled on the muddy ground, one at the bottom lying spread-eagle, seemingly crushed—as well as choked—by the white-haired boy on top, shock evident in his eyes.

Okay, not only shock.

Bewilderment. Anxiety. A part of it, happiness. But also, fear.

Nezumi shut his eyes in an attempt to calm himself down. His heart was still beating violently in the ribcages—he was pretty sure the other boy would have noticed that fact by now, with how their bodies were pressed together under the unrelenting downpour. He brought one arm around Shion's body and touched his back—he was still trembling, and Nezumi still had no idea why.

He cleared his throat. "Uhh—"

But before he could continue, he heard Shion's low murmur—it was soft, but Nezumi could clearly hear it—escaping his lips, which was right next to Nezumi's left ear.

"You're real, right?"

"Huh?"

Shion slowly peeled his arms off around Nezumi's neck, and lifted his body slightly—supported by his elbows on either sides of Nezumi's head, such that their bodies were still in contact with each other, but now his blood-red eyes were staring right into brilliantly ash-coloured ones. For the first time that evening—and in two years, they took in the full sight of each other.

Oh gosh, I missed him so much.

Shion swallowed, and he felt wetness in his eyes—must be the rain—before repeating, "You're real… right?"

To be honest, Nezumi had come up with numerous scenarios of their reunion—hey, two years was more than enough to conjure a variety of situations for this scene alone. Nevertheless, nothing came close to this.

He never changes, eh?

This time, Nezumi's body shook. He was laughing.

Confusion filled Shion's eyes and slightly annoyed, he pulled back and sat on Nezumi's thighs. "What's so funny?"

Nezumi was still laughing as he propped himself onto both elbows, looking up at Shion, "Nothing."

Shion pouted, "You promised you won't hide anything from me."

That stopped Nezumi's laughter. He sat up straighter, one hand on the ground to support himself, and brought the other hand to Shion's snowy hair. He snorted, "You're still an airhead, aren't you?"

"What do you mean?" Shion stared at Nezumi's smiling face, just inches away from his own.

Nezumi just chuckled, shaking his head slightly before bringing himself forward and resting his forehead on the crook of Shion's shoulder, arms encircling the other's skinny waist.

"Haven't you been eating at all?"

Shion didn't answer. He just returned the gesture, hugging Nezumi tightly.

After some time, Shion spoke up, "You aren't going anywhere, anymore." It wasn't a plea; it was a statement, almost a declaration.

Nezumi smirked against Shion's shirt, his head still buried on Shion's neck. "That didn't answer my question," his muffled reply was almost unheard against the sound of the rain still whipping loudly around them.

Shion tightened his hold on the other boy, not minding the prior statement. "I'm not letting you go anymore."

Once again Nezumi snorted—or sighed, as relief washed over his entire frame, though he didn't show it—and he lifted his head, giving the side of Shion's neck a light kiss, "Fine by me."

A/N: To be honest, this version of their reunion is a spontaneous one I came up with as I typed this chapter. I feel that this is the most appropriate(?) way of the two to reunite, though I'm not sure you guys would think so. I might publish other versions I've thought of in the future, as a one-shot maybe? But I guess this one will do, for now.

Just a reminder, by the way, this fic isn't ending yet! Not in the near future, too hahaha I've a lotttt of stuff to write about these two boys here 3 Please look forward to the next chapters! And as always, reviews would be greatly appreciated :)

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