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[RL: Devit; Shito | Backdated to yesterday, I think]

It'd been the worst week that Devit had had in a... Well, actually, it had been one bad week in a series of several bad weeks he'd been having for the past two months, but this definitely ranked up in the top three worst of them. Between Shito disappearing and being left alone in the dorm, he didn't know what to do with himself anymore; there were only so many places he could check and double-check, after all, especially when that video post had made clear that everyone was stuck in a school that apparently didn't exist or something. To top it off, he still hadn't been sleeping well, so he wasn't in a particularly good state of mind. In fact, he was kind of depressed.

Today was no different, unfortunately. There hadn't been any word since that post, and now those dumbass scientists were affected by some stupid virus. He was on his own again.

He sat in Shito's bed, leaning against the headboard and hugging Shito's pillow. It was a pathetic sight, but he couldn't give a fuck less. He stayed that way for some time, not making a move until he heard what sounded like people talking somewhere else in the dorm.

Unsure if it was his imagination (hey, it'd happened a few times already), he frowned and listened carefully.

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The discussion wasn't arguing, just a low, urgent discussion, too quiet for Devit to make out individual words. It cut off somewhere down the hall, and then there were rapid footsteps as someone approached Shito's door.

The next moment, the door was flung open and Shito stood framed in the doorway, looking around his room critically. Finally his eyes landed on Devit. He looked exhausted, and a little angry, but the latter wasn't too unusual.

"We're back," he said simply.

Devit sat forward as soon as the door flung open. He gawked at Shito for a few seconds, and then--just as they made eye contact and Shito's words left his mouth--he leapt from the bed and practically launched himself at the other boy.

"Shito!"

Shito yelped and jerked back, but Devit crashed into him anyway. They went down in a tangle of limbs.

"What the hell?!" Shito exclaimed, trying to wriggle out from under the Noah.

Seemingly unfazed by the fall, Devit wrapped his arms around him and clung tightly for a few moments before quickly fumbling to a seated position, straddling Shito.

"Where the fuck did you-- What happened?! I thought--" And then, just as quickly, he was clinging to him again.

Shito lifted his hands uncertainly, encircling Devit. He was lying on the wood floor in the hall, and it was extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't think Devit was likely to let him go right away.

He wondered what happened while he was away.

"We were tricked," he said. "Some asshole locked us and the A-Loan guys in the school and told us to fight to the death. But we escaped."

The last three words encompassed something extremely surreal and dangerous that he was still sorting through. He wasn't sure he could explain that part.

Devit relaxed a bit when Shito wrapped his arms around him, feeling some of his anxiety ebb away. Fuck, he really had missed him, hadn't he? Or maybe he'd just been that desperately lonesome.

He rested his chin on Shito's chest and frowned down at him. "What asshole? Where? Did you kill him?!"

"Some of them," Shito said, though even that wasn't precisely true. The Ferryman was no longer a threat, but others had escaped.

"Anyway, that doesn't matter now," he said. "Akatsuki and I are leaving town. We quit Z-Loan, and we're going to Hong Kong to deal with the Xu Fu. I assume you want to come help."

Devit's frown deepened, and he scrambled to sit up once more. "Wait, you quit? What do you mean? What the fuck is going on?"

Shito still couldn't get up with Devit sitting on him, but he squirmed to try to at least sit up. "Bekko orchestrated the bus crash that Akatsuki died in," he said. "It was part of our deal, so that I could get a loan with him. But we think he switched our hands on purpose, maybe to control us, or maybe for some other reason."

He frowned. "We can't trust him, so we're going to go on our own. So long as we make our payments, it's fine. But we won't be doing what he says anymore."

"Okay..." Obviously, Devit was more in the dark than Shito, but he did his best to keep up. At the very least, Shito must've had a good reason to think this Bekko guy was trying to pull something on them, and that alone was good enough for Devit.

"But what's with this Hong Kong thing, all of a sudden?" he asked. "I thought you said we couldn't take the Xu Fu down!"

Shito frowned down at the floor. "We have to try," he said. "We have to do something. I can't destroy the entire organization by myself, but they're going to come after me anyway." He looked up, determination in his eyes. "I'm going to rescue my mother, at least. Then they have no hold over me."

Devit met his gaze, his expression unreadable for a moment, and then he suddenly grinned.

"Finally," he said. He'd been itching to get his hands on some Xu Fu for a while, after all. "Get me the weapon you promised, and I'll help you cut them down!"

Shito smiled and nodded. "I'll get you something. We'll have to buy you a gun when we get to China."

Unlike the ectoplasm weapons that Shito and Chika carried, a real gun wouldn't make it on the plane.

"Good!"

Seemingly content to stay there, Devit continued grinning at Shito for a few moments longer, before finally leaning forward and kissing him lightly.

Bemused by Devit's behaviour, Shito returned the kiss gently, then pulled back. "If you're calmed down now, can we get out of the hallway?" he asked wryly.

"Huh?" Devit blinked and looked around, as if only just noticing that they were sprawled out in the hallway. "Oh, right..." He jumped to his feet and grabbed Shito's hand to haul him up.

Shito let Devit help him to his feet, giving Devit a funny look. He was being really...nice. Really, really nice. Not that Devit had been as much of a jerk lately generally, but he had been so deep in doldrums for so long that Shito was hard-pressed to remember what Devit seemed like when he was happy.

"Are you all right?" he asked, moving into his room and closing the door. "What did you do while we were gone?"

Devit didn't let go of Shito's hand, even after they were in the room. "What do you think?" he asked with a frown, as if it should have been obvious. "I was looking for you, of course!"

Shito nodded, not surprised by the answer, but a little gratified. "I was in some kind of pocket dimension, so you couldn't have found me," he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"I would've figured something out," Devit insisted, sitting next to him. He leaned against him and pulled his hand into his lap, looking down at it, a bit more subdued. "But it doesn't matter, anyway, because you're back."

"I'm back," Shito agreed. He sobered as something occurred to him. "Were you worried I disappeared like the others?"

Devit shrugged in response, keeping his eyes downcast. He didn't offer anything more; to be honest, he'd rather forget the whole thing, because Shito was back now, and that was really all that mattered.

Shito eyed him for a few moments, then shrugged and reached out, brushing fingers through his hair once in an awkward, but affectionate gesture. "You should pack. We'll leave tomorrow. I need to call and book the flights now."

The touch was nice but too brief, Devit thought. He rested his head against Shito's shoulder and frowned; he'd really rather stay right here. "Pack what?" he asked. "It's not like I have anything here."

Shito cocked his head. "You don't?" He frowned. Perhaps he didn't. It was one of those mundane things he rarely paid attention to. "Well, don't you have things back at Tyki's place?"

He didn't mind Devit staying at all, and hugged him a little tighter, though he really did have to pack himself...

"Eh, not really?" Devit answered. "I mean, maybe a few things, but anything we ever wanted, we just, you know... thought up."

The last few words came out a bit awkwardly. It'd taken effort not to say 'we' these past months, as it usually came so naturally, but saying it now felt terribly strange. He didn't like it.

Shito noticed the 'we' and was encouraged by it. Maybe that meant that Devit was starting to feel more stable.

"Well, that's fine then," he said. "If you don't have anything to pack, then don't." He shifted to untangle himself, intending to move to his computer. "Let me book the plane tickets. It won't take long."

Devit nodded and finally let go, but he still stayed close by.

"Hey, what about the money you guys owe by the end of the month? How's that gonna fit into all this?"

"That's the thing," Shito said, his voice tightening. He sat down at his computer and began to laboriously attempt to figure out how to purchase airline tickets online. "When we escaped from the school, we discovered that the money was paid off by Bekko. He just...ended it, somehow, after all that. The Ferrymen are fucking with us. That's why we decided to leave."

Devit leaned on the back of Shito's chair, looking over the other boy's shoulder.

"Just like that?" He frowned. "So what, was it like some kind of stupid test or something? What about those guys you were up against?"

"I do think it was a stupid test. And as for A-Loan, I don't know. They left," Shito said. One of them had gone mad and disappeared, but the other two had gotten out okay. "So far as I know, it was all bullshit from beginning to end."

Devit's hands curled into fists. "You think he set you up?" he asked. "That Bekko guy, I mean. You think he knew what was gonna happen all along?"

"At this point, I don't know what to think," Shito said coldly. "All I really know is, he's not being straight with us, and we can't trust him."

Devit made a quiet, angry noise and rested his chin on top of Shito's head. If that guy was responsible for Shito disappearing and putting Devit through a week of hell, he was going to fucking pay for it somehow. Devit would make sure of it.

Shito smiled faintly, navigating through the screens and poking at hyperlinks somewhat haphazardly. Maybe Chika should have done this part.

While making a mental list of just how he could make Bekko pay, Devit distractedly watched Shito clicking at links. Shouldn't he have gotten the tickets by now?

"What are you doing?"

Shito glared at the screen. "What are 'air miles'?" he demanded. "Isn't that how far I'm going? I don't know how far it is to Hong Kong from here, and I'm having trouble figuring it out! Even when I put in the number, it doesn't seem to think that's right!"

Devit frowned and looked at the screen. He'd never been on a plane before, much less ever booked a flight. You'd think the people selling the tickets would know how far it was from one airport to the next, though. Geez...

"Did you try looking at a map?"

"Of course I did!" Shito exclaimed, glaring at the various screens he'd opened. "This is so stupid. Why is it so hard to book a flight? People do it every day."

He didn't really want to ask Chika to do it - that would involve admitting that he had failed at something that was clearly very simple. But he wasn't sure what else to do.

"Why don't you just Google it?" Devit asked, leaning forward to grab for the mouse. "That's what I do when I don't know something. ...Not that it happens a lot."

"Why don't I what?" Shito stared incredulously up at Devit. Googling? It sounded dirty. He relinquished the mouse to the other boy in confusion. How did Devit know more about computers than he did?

"Google it!" He opened yet another browser window on Shito's computer and then reached around the other boy to type in the address bar. "You know, the internet search thing?" Yeesh, hadn't Shito been living in this century long enough to pick up on this stuff?

He then typed 'how to buy plane tickets' into the search field, hit enter, and then leaned back as dozens of results came up. "There, try one of those."

With a doubtful frown, Shito clicked on the first link. He blinked as he read, amazed by the amount of information. "Oh," he said as he started reading. "Air miles... That's not what I thought."

Wow, Googling was really useful. Why hadn't anyone ever showed him this?

"Kind of a retarded name," Devit said, reading over his shoulder. "But whatever. You don't have any, right?"

"No, I don't think so," Shito said, flipping back to the first screen and poking at the options to get past the air miles screen. After that it was a fairly simple procedure to purchase three tickets for the following afternoon.

He sat back, pleased. See! He could do computer things, too! And now that he knew about Googling, he'd never have to humiliate himself in front of Yuuta and Akatsuki again.

"There we go," he said smugly. "We'll fly out tomorrow."

"You're welcome," Devit said sarcastically, but there was an obvious hint of teasing in his voice. He seriously didn't get how Shito couldn't know this stuff already.

Shito looked up at him for a moment, then pushed away from his desk and stood. "Thank you," he said. And impulsively, he leaned forward to give Devit a kiss.

The kiss caught Devit off guard, but he welcomed it, all but beaming as he eagerly leaned into it.

This was good. Not perfect, of course, but having Shito back lifted his spirits considerably. Maybe things would be okay for a while.

Though Shito didn't like to think about it too much, having Devit around was lifting his spirits, too. In particular, the other boy's pleasure at having him back and obvious worry about him, made him feel wanted in a way he had never been.

He smiled genuinely as the kiss ended. Yes, maybe things would be okay for a while.

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[RL: Devit; Shito | Backdated to yesterday, I think]

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