Kyoya started to feel his blood boiling, his heartbeat was increasing, and steam was coming out of his head. (Not letterly).

Then he walked to Gingka and said: "I believe we have somethings to talk about" before Gingka could do anything, Kyoya reached for his hand and pulled him out of the the shop and into the street.

So they walked. "So, what did you wanna talk about?" Asked Gingka while hugging his arm trying to feel warm.

"You cold?" Asked Kyoya noticing Gingka shivering.

So he stopped at a nearby shop and bought two warm cops of Nescafé. Gingka accepted it gratefully and they continued their walk.

"So Gingka, about Kuro" asked Kyoya then took a sip of his Nescafé.

"Oh, what about him?" Gingka answered.

"What about him?! He's abusing you and you say what about him, not to mention slade. Gingka you don't have to act brave because of us. I know you're scared in the inside and probably don't want to show it to them, which is a good thing. But it's not healthy keeping it inside you, you have to talk to someone so you can reveal the stress that's on your chest Gingka" Kyoya answered.

Gingka looked at him then sighed: "well, you see, I'm...uhhhh...kinda used to it" answered Gingka nervously.

"WHAT?" Yelled Kyoya.

"It's not the first time someone called me those words"

Kyoya felt his heart break, who knew why? He felt something inside him snap and couldn't think straight, he was going to kill whoever dared to say those words to him.

Then he grabbed Gingka wrists and pinned him on the wall. With that sudden movement, Gingka's Nescafé fell on the floor with the thud causing Gingka to jump a little bit.

"Who did that to you?" Yelled Kyoya.

Gingka looked at him with fear. The last time he had been pinned to the wall didn't end well. He tried to break the grip but Kyoya was still angry. Not at him, he was angry at the people who dared to do that to him.

But his worst fear was: they didn't do 'it' with him, right?

Gingka was terrified, he knew Kyoya wouldn't do 'that' to him, but it just brings back memories, painful, fearful memories.

He didn't know why Kyoya was acting like this. He didn't know why Kyoya was getting aggressive. Then he felt Kyoya squeezing his wrists so tight he though they might break. Kyoya on the other hand, didn't know what he was doing or why he was doing it. Just the thought that someone doing 'that' to him made him shudder.

His hands around Gingka's small wrists kept on squeezing making Gingka struggle so they wouldn't break. He knew if they got broken he would be useless for the rest of the war.

He tried everything he could to get Kyoya's grip of his wrists, but that was all in vane. The more he struggled, the tighter the grip became.

Tears started to fall from his golden brown eyes from the pain. It was like gold was really falling from his eyes. He tried telling Kyoya that it hurts, but the king of the beasts only increased his grip. He tried to push himself off the wall but he couldn't.

Tears streamed down his eyes like a golden waterfall. His tears reached his cheeks and fell down on his neck. A few tears landed on Kyoya making him look up and gasp.

He saw Gingka's tears falling down his cheeks. He finally realized that he had hurt Gingka's small fragile wrists. So carefully he took his hands off Gingka's wrists and wiped Gingka's tears off his cheeks.

Gingka's eyes opened wide and he got his hands off the wall and looked at Kyoya realizing through his eyes that he felt guilty and was sorry.

Then he removed part of his glove off his wrist and gasped, for it has turned pale white and a faint blue but it was visible.

Kyoya then took Gingka's hand and examined it and massaged it a little. This time, instead of feeling pain, Gingka felt the carefulness of Kyoya's touch. But when Kyoya touched the blue spot, Gingka hissed and tried to pull his hand back but Kyoya whispered:

"shhhh, it's okay, I'm sorry, I really am, shhhh...you'll be fine"

then he carefully pulled Gingka to a hug.

He felt Gingka's warmth and he felt that never wanted to let go.

They stayed like that for a while. He then noticed that Gingka wasn't moving nor was he whimpering.

He turned Gingka around and saw Gingka's eyelashes closed.

"Did I really hurt him that much?" He then sat down and laid Gingka's body on his lap, and resting Gingka's head on his chest.

He felt Gingka's body warmth and his hand couldn't help it, so he started touching Gingka's body.

He felt his chest, his neck and thighs.

Then suddenly stopped.

"I don't like Gingka that way, but every time I'm around him I feel different. I got angry when slade and Kuro were talking shit to him, but I'm just overprotective that's all, I'm sure" he said to himself.

He then realized how dark it was getting, so getting up and Gingka bridal styles in his arms he started to walk to his apartment.

'WoW Gingka! You're lighter than a feather' he thought.