Future of the Present.

"Yeah, course they will." He said without hesitation. "It's really good. Sounds different to the other stuff. Not the same old."

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Raven smiled slightly to himself. He never imagined that Evelyn would be in the same row of movie seats with him by choice. He still didn't get it, but he wasn't going to question it.

Evelyn didn't bother with the subtlty and took hold of Ravens hand. She had to go to her fathers tomorrow so she was going to hold onto every bit of happiness that she could.

---

Yuki grinned and ruffled the boys hair before leaning against the guitar. "Thanks for your help kid, don't know what I'd do without ya."

"I didn't do anything." He shrugged. "Just... moped aorund a bit." Sadaharu smirked and stood up. "Song's awesome. Anyway, I'm dying for something to eat." He said and stood up. "Coming?" He started back towards the kitchen.

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Pat way through the movie, Raven got irritated with the arm rest and clicked it up and out of the way so he could hug Evelyn. Much better.

"Yes!" Yuki exclaimed, placing the guitar to the side and rushing after sadaharu.

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Evelyn smiled softly and lent against Raven, curling her legs up and to the side.

Sadaharu got down the stairs and was about to walk into the kitchen when he heard the muffled sound of crying coming from the lounge. He cast Yuki a glance and then moved into the lounge, thought of food discarded for the moment.

Taro sat with his face in his hands, the letter still on the floor where he had dropped it. He took a sharp breath and rose his tear-stained face when Sadaharu walked in.

Yuki walked in behind Sadaharu and picked up the letter. His jaw set and the letter ended up getting scrunched in his hand. "That bastard."

"What the hell's going on?" Sadaharu asked, glancing around.
"He's getting married." Taro said faintly, looking to his hands. "He's happy. He's not coming back." The blonde took a shuddering breath and looked to the ceiling.

It was one of the only places he could look really. Photos of Luke and himself were scattered around the house.

I must have meant so little to him. He thought and rose his fingers to touch a tear. If that was all it took...

Sadaharu kicked the wall. "You know what, screw Luke!" He snapped, causing Taro to turn his head. "If he really doesn't give a shit, we don't have to. Hell, we wait around just wasting fucking time till he gets back and what? He's given us the flick. Well you know what? Fuck him."

((Shower. Brb))

Yuki threw the letter out. He wasn't going to say that Luke wanted the boy to live with him.

Shaking his head, Yuki walked back into the room. "Know what we need? To clear this place of his photos. Put them into storage."

Sadaharu just scowled and walked from the room. He had always thought of Luke as a brother, the person he could turn to if he really needed a hand with something, and now he was gone. He was angry because he didn't want to be sad, yelling because he didn't want to cry. The one person he really truly trusted and they'd snubbed him.

If he didn't care, it didn't matter and there was no problem. only, he cared. He slammed his bedroom door behind him.

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"What if he..." Taro swallowed and looked down, sick to the stomach. "Maybe he'll..." He drove his nails into his palms and stopped talking for a moment, trying to shut ut all of the unwanted thoughts that were endlessly stabbing at him. "The garage." He said quietly.

Yuki could hug Taro later, for now he had a job. Collecting a few boxes, Yuki was quick in placing all the photos into the carboard and placing them into the garage

Taro just sat still, staring listlessly at the wall.

Yuki dropped down infront of Taro and looked up at him. "Come on, lets go wash those cheeks." He gently touched said cheeks.

Taro nodded and stood up, raising a hand his face as he walked past Yuki to the stairs. He felt as if his heart had been ripped out, and there was nothing he could do. Nothing at all. He couldn't even talk to Luke now. The thought almost made him laugh. Almost. Luke was happy now, and Taro was sure he wouldn't want 'that gay guy' to ring.

Yuki didn't follow but stayed on the first level. He couldn't believ the selfishness of Luke. he had this beautiful man who loved him more than life himself and all he wanted was some woman.

He'd never understand it.

Taro dropped the washcloth into the basin and glanced at his reflection. He was so sick of this, so sick of everything. He didn't feel like he could do it anymore. He leant over the sink with his shoulders hunched and bowed his head, letting his hair curtain his face.

The questipon nearly everyone asked at some point is what the meaning of life was, if there actually was a point. He doggedly pushed away from the bench and started back down the stairs. He could see why. And he'd been happy. It was stupid. He wasn't meant to be, this was meant to be a punishment, so it was no wonder that Luke had left. He hadn't deserved it in the first place.

He made it down stairs.

Yuki looked over to Taro and he felt his heart shatter. The blond man had been the only one he had ever loved and hehad been rejected for this Man Taro loved above all else. Now this man had broken Taro more so then even Kraven had in Yuki's opinion. He wasn't sure what he could do.

Taro sighed softly, half heartedly brushing his hair out of his eyes. He looked over to Yuki and hugged his arms around himself, blinking away the tears the were coming to his eyes. He moved forwards suddenly and clung to Yuki, burying his head in Yuki's shirt.

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Sadaharu fished a bottle from his stash - it was a nessecary part of his ecosystem - and cracked it open. "Drinking away problems doesn't help" He mocked and took a long drink. "Load of bullcrap."

Yuki held Taro closer and kissed the top of his head. She rubbed the other mans back soothingly and just held him close. He didn't know what else too do.

Once he had calmed down, his breaths steadied and he loosened his grip on Yuki's shirt, resting his head on his friends shoulder. "I'm sorry." He said with a humorless laugh.

"Don't be." Yuki said softly, still holding Taro close. "I'm always here for you."

"I know. Thank you." He murmured. Taro gave a shuddering sigh and closed his eyes, it was so comforting, just being held. He eventually moved back a little, looking up at Yuki. "I don't know what to do." He said quietly. "I've just been waiting for him to come back..." He shook his head.

Yuki reached up and slowly moved the hair from Taros face. "You're going to live your life. You're not going to let this one man bother you. He isn't worth your tears, no man is."

"What did I do wrong?" He asked in a whisper. "I thought he was happy... I thought he loved me." He rose a hand to cover his mouth, fighting back tears again.

"No, no." Yuki took a step back to hold Taros face gently. "Don't you dare cry. If he really loved you like you should be loved he would have stayed here." He pulled Taro close again and kissed his cheek. "Come on, you need to lie down."