A/N: Okay I wasn't planning on posting this chapter for another few days but since I need to address something and didn't want to interrupt the flow of my chapters in either here or on Crying Confessions it seems i have no choice. THIS IS TO ONE OF MY REVIEWERS WHO SIGNED THE REVIEW AS DAIMAO. You accused me of stealing ideas from Princess Serenity-chan. My chapter ideas were written in notes months before they were posted. All the details i had planned out long before PS-chan had written her chapters. I have a notebook with plot ideas written for the next 4 or 5 chapters and they have been written for almost three months. Having Takumi and Gii move into the same room again was already planned in my notes about 5 months ago at least. And there is NOT someone trying to kill Takumi. it may seem like it but Mitsarou is not trying to kill him. He wants to scare him badly yes but NOT to kill him. Also this story yes was partially inspired by Fate of love I admit but I did not steal her ideas. there are not that many similarities. If you actually pay attention to this chapter you will see. i know you said you didn't mean to be cruel with your reviews but you severely hurt me. I am glad you enjoy the stories yes but please don't accuse me for something that is not true.

On a lighter note anyone who reads this chapter i hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I owned them you would know. I own the idea that's it. yes the story was inspired by Princess Serenity-chan but tha'ts it.

Chapter 2: Details aren't everything...or are they?

Faint footsteps, Daisuke deciphered the noise that had managed to break through his already light slumber and he kicked off his covers slipped his feet into a pair of slippers and headed to his slightly adjured bedroom door. Looking through the frame he noticed a figure moving towards the front door and he cleared his throat loud enough the figure had no choice but to stop. He clicked on the hall light flooding the room with a faint glow.

"Going somewhere?"

Mao froze in his place and had he been the type of person to do so would have cursed under his breath for being caught, "Gomen, Watanabe-kun. I am feeling much better and felt I should not impose on your hospitality any longer than necessary."

"Since I'm the one providing said hospitality shouldn't I be the one to decide whether or not you are imposing on it?" Daisuke inquired folding his arms in front of his bare chest. The weather had been rather humid so he had only fallen asleep in a pair of cotton sleep pants. When his charge didn't move from his position, Daisuke stepped forward, "Besides, it's nearly 3am where were you planning on going at such a late hour?"

"Back to my apartment. I need a change of clothes and I have to take care of Roku. Also I have to study." Mao explained.

"If you need new clothes you may borrow an outfit from me that wont' be any trouble. As for studying do you have a class or something in the morning?" Daisuke asked.

Mao shook his head. "Iie, I don't have a class until the day after tomorrow. But I need to study as much as I can. I have an exam."

Daisuke moved forward and motioned for Mao to take a seat on the sofa. "Ah I see, now who is this Roku you mentioned?"

"Oh, he's my pet cat and my closest friend." Mao said sitting down on the cushion furthest away from his host. "I fed him yesterday morning before I went to work but surely he is hungry and…"

Daisuke chuckled. "I see, well if it's that important why don't I escort you to your place so we can take care of Roku."

"But I-"

"Hamao-kun, please. You still look a little pale so I don't think it would be best for you to be walking around on your own especially this late at night. Besides, I'm wide wake now and perhaps a walk will allow me to clear my head." Daisuke said.

"You are very insistent aren't you Watanabe-kun?" Mao inquired.

"Only when it comes to certain things." Daisuke admitted as he headed towards his room, "Just give me a minute to change into something I can actually be seen in public in."

Mao couldn't help but chuckle as he waited for Daisuke who emerged from his bedroom a few minutes later in a pair of jeans and light blue shirt. "You, you look nice."

"Not that I was trying for it but thank you." Daisuke said looking down at his chosen attire. He knew that despite being out at 3 in the morning he didn't have to worry about paparazzi or anything-no one from the media knew where he lived- he didn't want to take the chance. If his picture was taken he had to make sure he didn't look disheveled, a celebrity's job didn't have a 'clock out time'.

"Umm, Watanabe-kun where exactly are we anyway?"

"We are currently standing in the middle of my apartment living room." Daisuke said with a light tone.

"Oh so you're a literalist as well. Man those articles don't even portray half the truth about you."

Daisuke shrugged, "Don't bother reading that stuff, most of the contents in those articles are dishonest facts and other things to try to snag readers who would believe anything they find in them."

"I never bother with it. I don't waste my money on things like that. I only know what I know because of what I read one day in the market. I was waiting in line to check my items out and to pass the time I scanned an article about you. I wasn't really paying attention though." Mao explained. "But seriously where are we? I need to know so I know whether or not it's a long distance from your place to mine."

"Well we are only a few blocks from the restaurant you work at. How far away do you live from there?" Daisuke asked.

"Hmm, well since I can't afford taking a bus or train I walk and it takes me about 20 minutes." Mao said after thinking it over.

Daisuke didn't like hearing the phrase 'can't afford' so many times from the other boy but didn't say anything on the matter. If it was as a big a problem as he hoped it wasn't he was going to do something about it. "Well in that case it shouldn't take us more than an hour. Let's get going shall we?"

Mao nodded and followed Daisuke out of the apartment, waiting for the other man to lock the door before the two of them headed down a flight of stairs and out into the calm night air. The humidity had dropped and the temperature was favorable.

"I'll lead to the restaurant, you can take over from there, okay?" Daisuke suggested.

Mao only nodded as he again followed the older man. The walk back to the restaurant was filled with a comforting silence seeing as neither boy had anything to say to the other at that point of time. Mao did however steal a glance or two of the older boy but averted his eyes whenever he thought he would be caught looking.

Daisuke inwardly smiled having noticed the other boy's sideways glances. Normally he always felt very uncomfortable whenever someone would look at him like that. But for some reason when this boy was giving him the glances he just, he couldn't put it into words.

"Hey, um if you don't mind me asking but how old are you?"

Daisuke was snapped out of his thoughts by the question. "Hmm, what?"

"I'm sorry I know it's probably none of my business but I was wondering how old you were." Mao said quietly. "I mean you don't look older than may be 26 or 27 but-"

Daisuke chuckled. "I'm older than you think. Believe it or not, I'll be 31 in November."

Mao stopped walking obviously in shock, "You-you're 30?!"

"Yeah, well actually I'm a teenage boy trapped in a 30 year old man's body. At least that's what my agent tells me sometimes, mainly when I'm being too stubborn."

"How often is that?" Mao inquired.

"Not as often as you think but still." Daisuke admitted, "I know when to be serious and when to goof around. My agent doesn't care as long as my work gets done."

Mao looked away, "I-I don't have time for goofing around. I can't relax at all."

"Really? But you're still so young, surely you have some time you can devote to yourself."

"No, I don't."

Daisuke looked up to see they had reached the restaurant, "Well we made it here. Want to take the lead?"

Mao nodded as he started walking in the opposite direction they had just came from. The walk the rest of the way was once again silent between the two of them and this time it wasn't as comfortable as the first dose of silence but neither boy said anything to try to break it.

Once they reached a small rundown apartment building in an area that just gave Daisuke the creeps Mao cleared his throat, "Um, well I uh I guess this is it."

Um actually would you mind if I used your bathroom?" Daisuke asked.

Mao noticeably grew tense. "Uh, su-sure, just don't mind the mess please."

Daisuke chuckled, "Like I haven't heard that one before."

Mao said nothing in return as he reached above the door frame and pulled down a key. Unlocking the door he stepped out of his shoes in the entry foyer and placed a pair of house slippers for his guest before stepping into the room and clicking on a small overhead bare bulb. "The bathroom is through that door."

Daisuke slipped his feet into the provided slippers and stepped into the room. He bit his lip to keep from saying his honest opinion about the apartment. After finishing up in the bathroom he stepped back into the main room only to be startled by something brushing against his leg, "Whoa what-"

Mao chuckled, "Roku, don't do that."

Upon hearing the name "Roku", Daisuke looked down at his feet to see a tiger striped cat weaving it's way around his legs purring like a motorboat. "Ah so this is the famous Roku. To be honest I was wondering if you had just made up the fact you had a pet as an excuse to get home."

"No, as you can see he's very real." Mao chuckled, "And very affectionate. He's never taken to someone so quickly before."

"Well, I must say I think the feeling is mutual." Daisuke said as he knelt down and began scratching behind Roku's ears.

Mao glanced at his cellphone. "Well, I think it's best if I get some shut eye. I, don't have to work tomorrow but I still need to study tomorrow for my exam."

Daisuke stood back up again and looked at Mao, "If you don't mind my asking what are you studying anyway?"

"Animal care. I have quite a kinship with them. I mean Roku was almost a lost cause when I found him at the shelter. No one would take him because they had no patience but then I came in and we just clicked. He and I have been best friends ever since."

"Well he's quite a furry friend." Daisuke chuckled as he stood up. "Well, um, I guess I better going."

"Um, Watanabe-kun I wouldn't be comfortable if you were wondering the streets at night." Mao said under his breath. "I don't plan on falling asleep. I forgot I have to study as much as I can. But if you'd like to uh keep me company or-"

"You, know I may just do that. I have the day off so might as well spend it with someone who isn't just trying to do an interview or demand a picture of me."

Mao said nothing in return as he stood up and headed towards the small kitchen area, "Um, would you like some tea?" Before he could receive an answer he found himself tumbling forward, "Whoa!"

Daisuke moved fast and caught Mao before he hit the ground, "Hey easy there. I got ya."

Mao was breathing hard. How had he ended up in this man's arms….again? "Gomen."

"Hey, nothing to apologize for, as long as you're okay." Daisuke said as he looked at the boy locked in his arms. He then took the chance to really look. Mao had delicate features for a boy, soft brown eyes and a hairstyle just right for his face shape. His smile-when he had shown it that one time earlier- seemed to light up those beautiful brown eyes.

Wait, beautiful?

Daisuke mentalyl shook his head. Where in the world had that thought even come from? Sure he knew he preferred going in both directions, one more often then the other sometimes but still. He had only met this boy hours ago and he was already thinking him beautiful? He would admit Mao was cute but beautiful? Perhaps it would be best to ask for a little more time off if at all possible.

"Ano, Watanabe-san, could you please let go of me?"

Daisuke for the second time was snapped out of his thoughts. "Oh, gomen." He carefully released the boy then glanced down at the cause of Mao's falling in the first place.

"I don't know what happened." Mao said as he headed once again towards the kitchen area to make that mentioned tea.

"I think I do. Does Roku ever like to get underfoot?" Daisuke asked.

"Not really, he only rubs up against the side of my leg if he wants attention and he gets enough when I'm here at home believe me. " Mao said as he fixed the tea and carried the small tray out to the table in front of the love seat.

"How often are you at home?"

"Not as often as I would like to be. I have to work to keep up my rent payment and then my classes in between. " Mao explained taking a timid sip of his tea. "But today I plan to spend the day at home studying." He placed Roku back onto the floor and turned to look at his guest "What about you, have you always wanted a career in performing?"

Daisuke bit his lip. He never had given that much thought. Looking up he sighed. "Yeah actually I did. "

"Well you are amazing at it. I have only seen a few of your films when I was in middle school but I enjoyed them." Mao said.

"Well if you like my films I might be able to get you a sneak peak of the next project I might be starring in next. Have you heard of the book 'Blade of Shadows?'

"Yes, I read it in school two years ago."

"Well, that meeting yesterday was for discussing the possibility of me playing the role of the main character. "

Mao's eyes widened considerably, "Whoa really?" he then caught himself, "I-I mean, I hope you get the part." He looked away then had a look of realization display itself on his features. "Oh, I hope what happened yesterday won't cost you the part!"

Daisuke placed a hand on the other boy's shoulder, "If I don't get the part, it won't be your fault. Besides after the way the producer and director spoke about you, I'm not too sure I'd actually want to work with them."

Mao went silent at that. Would this man this famous actor turn down a role because of him? No he wouldn't do that…would he?

A/N: And that's it for chapter 2. If anyone wants me to continue 3 reviews = chapter 3. it may take a while but I will get it up as soon as i can.