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Hiroki: What the fuck does that mean?

Chey: Never mind, it's a quote from Lion King.

Hiroki: What is it with you and Disney movies?

Chey: They're awesome.

Hiroki: You're so friggin weird. Just say the disclaimer.

Chey: I suppose. I own nothing.

Egoist Act Five Part One

Hiroki dashed towards the stairs where Nowaki was walking towards the young doctor. "Nowaki!" he yelled. "Nowaki, wait."

Nowaki was walking slowly towards the steps, fighting strong urges that bounced between taking Hiro-san and laying him out on his back and having his way with him and beating the crap out of the man Hiro-san had taken as his new lover. He knew that urge was wrong, especially for a doctor.

Hiroki saved him by calling out and making him lean away from violence. He stopped dead, waiting for Hiroki to catch up. When Hiroki caught his wrist, he spun and embraced the teen. He kissed the boy, half choking him with his mouth. Hiroki held him for a moment before he shoved him away. "What the hell is that?"

"You called out to me!" He pulled Hiroki back into his arms, kissing him impulsively yet again. Hiroki shoved him off once more, panting heavily.

"I just wanted to talk. But, if that's all you're after…" He turned tail to run back, his heart pounding.

"So you're just gonna go back to your new lover?" That stopped Hiroki short.

He turned around. "What did you say?"

"I said, are you going back to your boyfriend?"

"He's not my boyfriend, he's my professor! What the fuck are you talking about?"

Nowaki's eyes bugged. "Hiro-san…"

"I mean, yeah I was with a few people but—" he stopped abruptly when Nowaki's eyes narrowed in anger. He changed tact. "Well what do you expect? You go off, no warning, no explanation! You just swanned off in the dead of night."

"I'm sorry, but I didn't know what to say. But you're the one who broke up the moment I came home. I thought that you'd moved on."

Hiroki's nerves twitched. "I'm a teenager who's been having his libido fed for years. Then nothing! So yeah, I slept around. But I got off it, I haven't slept with anyone in weeks, months. But you just showed up out of nowhere."

"I said I was coming back."

"After a year of nothing! That wasn't acceptable. You think you can just waltz in and out of my life whenever you want and just expect me too—" He was silenced by yet another kiss.

"I'll never leave again," Nowaki murmured when they broke apart.

Hiroki looked away. "I wish I could believe you. But I don't." He jerked out of Nowaki's arms and took off down the hall. He bypassed Takatsuki's office, running for the library, the sound of Nowaki's feet thumping after him.

In the library, Hiroki slammed the door shut and ran on. The door was thrown open when he was ten paces away and Nowaki was still hot on his heels. "Hiro-san, please wait!"

He ran through shelves, ducking in and out. Hiroki would have kept running but he heard a loud thunk. Nowaki, unused to the weaving in and out of bookshelves had fallen. He stopped, his heart pounding from adrenaline and anger and guilt. Then he turned back. Nowaki was struggling to his knees. He was every bit as soaked as Hiroki was from the rain and was struggling with his loose clothes.

He grimaced and went back to him. Turned out it was a ploy. Nowaki took the hand that his Hiro-san extended to him and yanked him down, flipping him so that he was below him.

"Damn you!" Hiroki yelled at the doctor over him. "Get off me, you bastard."

"Not until you listen." Nowaki's eyes were pleading as they looked down into Hiroki's chocolate brown ones. "Please just hear me out."

Hiroki could never resist those eyes. He stilled and glared up into those beautiful blue orbs. "Fine. Talk."

"I love you."

"Not good enough."

"I'm sorry."

"Try again."

"You said I should go!"

Hiroki's nostrils flared. "Excuse me?"

"I asked what you thought of me going to America to study and you said fine."

Hiroki sputtered. "I never said anything like that!"

"Yes you did."

"Never ever would I tell the man I love that I wanted him to disappear to the other side of the world for an entire year." Nowaki's eyes widened and he cursed his tongue. He started struggling again. "Get off of me."

Nowaki didn't budge. "You love me?"

"That's beside the point."

"Why are you so angry about admitting it? I love you."

Hiroki bit his lip. He didn't want to tell Nowaki about what he'd felt shortly after Nowaki had vanished. But…if it could shock him into letting him go…

"I thought you were dead," he breathed. "You disappeared and no one seemed to know where you'd gone. I thought you had died." Even while tears sprang in his eyes, he got the desired effect. Nowaki had loosened his grip. Hiroki jerked free and sat up, pulling his legs into his chest.

Nowaki didn't shift much but he lifted his head to look into Hiroki's eyes. "Hiro-san…I thought you remembered. I didn't…I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Hiroki could tell, even through hazy, tear filled eyes, that Nowaki was genuinely in pain. He'd really thought Hiroki had known he was leaving. He released the tears that he'd pent up since he'd discovered that Nowaki had paid for another six months on the apartment, proving that Nowaki was at least still alive. They spilled down his cheeks, making his lips salty as he lowered his head and cried.

Nowaki was on him in a second, hugging him tightly. "Hiro-san, oh Hiro-san." He whispered the nickname again and again until the boy's tears subsided. When he finally pulled back, Hiroki looked into Nowaki's eyes for a moment then kissed him, long and hard.

To be continued…

Chey: Review if you want lemon in the library.

Hiroki: Isn't that the same as the original?

Chey: A lemon is a lemon is a lemon. Do you want it or not?

Hiroki: Not.

Chey: Shut it!

Hiroki: Nah.

Chey: Annoying man, anyway, please review—

Hiroki: You already said that.

Chey: OMG, whatever. I'm going to bed now since it's 2:44 AM. Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.

Thanks for reading!

~CheyanneChika