Future of the Present.

Yuki wrapped an arm around his waist and helped him inside.

Taro dropped down onto the couch with a groan, curling up and shutting his eyes with a murmured "Night". Straight after this he was asleep. Sadaharu quietly walked into the kitchen to get himself a glass of water.

Yuki followed him and sighed. "Taro can't do this to himself..."

"Looks like he's willing to bet otherwise." Sadaharu said with a small frown. "What happened anyway, he and Luke fight? Or, is he just...?"

Yuki sighed. "I don't know."

"I guess we'll find out later." Sadaharu said, shaking his head and taking a drink. "I just wonder you know, he wouldn't normally act like that if he's in a realtionship, right?" Sadaharu grimaced. "Anyway, I might go to bed, a little tired."

"Alright." Yuki kissed him. "Night."

"Night." The younger of the two smiled, and then headed off for bed. "Love you." Within moments he had crashed out.

Yuki sighed and stayed in the kitchen. Simply thinking.

It was late morning when Taro looked up. "Ungh." Taro groaned and slowly sat up, hands to his head. He swallowed in an attempt to regain moisture in his mouth, and grimaced, looking blearily up. It was late morning. Sadaharu was sitting on the opposing couch, and offered Taro a look of sympathy as the blonde stood up and, wavering slightly, walked into the kitchen to get some desperately needed water.

Yuki was sitting in there, drinking a coffee. He didn't look up from his magazine as he handed a glass of water to Taro.

"Thanks." Taro smiled slightly and took a long drink before refilling his glass and searching through the cabinet to find some painkillers. "Sorry to have done that last night." He took the tablets. "Didn't mean to get so riled up." He added apologetically, brushing a hand through his hair.

Yuki smiled at him slightly. "You would have done the same for me."

Nodding, Taro sat down and put the glass down, resting his head in his hands.

"Want a lift home?" Yuki asked.

"Yeah, that would be great." Taro said despondently, turning the glass in one hand. "If you could."

"Come on." Yuki said, moving forward. He wrapped an arm around Taros shoulder and kissed his cheek before collecting the few things he had placed to the side that belonged to Taro.

"Alright." Taro grabbed his things and ran one hand through his hair. "Okay, I'm good, lets go."

Yuki sighed and pulled Taro into a hug.

"Really, I'm good." Taro said, pulling away slightly. "Don't, please. Trying to keep it together." He said with a small laugh, gaze dropping to the floor. "Can we go."

"Okay." Yuki grabbed his keys. "Heading out. taking Drunky here home!"

"Alright, see you soon!"
"I'm not drunk anymore, I'm hungover." Taro objected, following Yuki out to the car and hopping in.

"And you are still as cute as ever." Yuki said, pinching his cheek before getting in the car.

Taro grimaced lightly and buckled up. He was sient for the entire trip, but gave Yuki a half-hearted grin when he hopped out, bundling his things into his arms. "I'll... See you later then. Thanks."

"Want me to come in?" Yuki asked. "We can watch a movie or something."