Daisuke couldn't believe it. How could Riku have cheated on him? And seeing this now, what Satoshi said must be true... That she's been doing this for years. What had he done to deserve it?! He didn't know, but all he knew was that he had to get away from the gym. As far and as fast as he could.

By the time he slowed down, his chest was burning whenever he breathed. His eyes were full of tears and he blinked a few times to clear them. He looked around to see where he had ended up to find that he had no idea where he was. It was a part of the school he's never been in before. Well that was good... No-one appeared to be around so the redhead dropped his head and let the tears come. The moment he heard someone approaching was when he'd stop and put on a happy face just like he always had.

Daisuke wiped hastily at his eyes when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. It took him a bit longer than he thought to get control over his breathing. When he finally felt he was decent enough, he turned to look at his dorm mate. He put a smile on his face and shook his head. "You don't need to apologize. It's not your fault. I really should have seen the signs."

Satoshi feels hi heart breaking at the sight of the smile on his dear one's face. 'Why? Why does he smiles. HOW can he smile through this?' Satoshi take a few small steps forward, his chest contracting with every foot fall. 'He must be in such pain...' The blunett's eye flicker to the puffy bags under the boy's eyes. The redness around the edges. He finally settles his gave on ruby, and his stomach lurches.

The moist orbs seem to tremble and sparkle with such a sad sheen, it hurts just to look at them. Taking the last few steps forwards, Satoshi reaches out with a pale hand. Almost sureal as he watches it rise, higher and higher, until finally coming to rest on red locks. There is reast. Satoshi tries to convey all his compasion and care into the simple gesture. He stands there, still, his sys still locked on the others'.

Daisuke really wanted to be alone right now, but he knew if he even tried to speak, his voice would crack and he was trying so hard to pretend like nothing was wrong. But he could tell with just looking at Satoshi's face that he could see through the act he was putting on.

He unconsciously took a step back away from his dorm mate. But after that one step, he froze. He watched cautiously as a hand was reached out and placed on his head. That small gesture seemed to push his control over the edge and his eyes filled with tears as the smile disappeared from his face. He fought off crying, but decided he didn't care anymore what people thought if they saw him cry. So he just let the tears come and was ready for Satoshi to look at him with pity or disgust.

Watching his drom mate break down beneath his finger, Satoshi can't hold himself back any longer. Taking that final step forward, the hand on the shorter boys head slides to the back of that crimson topped head, and his other arm comes up to wrap around the boy's mid back. Heart in his throat, he pulls Niwa in close, pressing his now tear streaked face against his shoulder. "It's alright Niwa. I understand. When you're in love, it's hard to see with clear eyes."

Pulling the red head in a little tighter, he whispers, "I may not be the person you want to comfort you, but I want you to know, I'll be here as long as you need someone." Satoshi begins running the tips of his fingers through his dorm mates hair, trying desperatly to comfort him. 'I'm here Niwa. Please, don't cry' his mind shouts silently.

Daisuke was surprised that Satoshi was actually comforting him about this. After all, the redhead wouldn't even be this upset if his dorm mate hadn't shown him that Riku was cheating on him... But he had been the one to ask about it. Would it have better that he hadn't known and just continued on believing that the girl he loved was being faithful to him? Or was it best that he knew about this so he could move on with his life and find someone who actually loves him.

When he was pulled into the hug by the blunette, Daisuke actually felt comforted somewhat. He raised a hand shakily to grab hold of his dorm mate's shirt, clinging to him, needing the comfort. He knew he probably looked like an idiot, but he couldn't care right now. There was plenty of time for that later.

But he knew he needed to stop crying, so he focused on that and sure enough, his crying slowed and eventually stopped. The redhead drew in a shaky breath as he took a step back from Satoshi. He dropped his gaze to the ground, rubbing the evidence of his crying from his face. ".. Thank you for being here.." he muttered.

Satoshi chances a few more stokes of the smaller boy's hair before dropping his hand to his side. "You should take the rest of the day off." the blunett murmurs. "I'll make the excuses for you, so don't worry." Reaching out once again, he rests his hand on the other boy's arm. "This is a lot hitting you all at once, so take some time, alright?" Satoshi can feel his hear soaring. When Niwa had clung to him he felt, for an instant, that maybe, just maybe, thing will work out alright. His rational side stomped down the feeling quickly, but the mist of it still lingers. Slidding his hand down a little, he grabs the red heads chin with thumb and fore fnger, bringing the smaller boy's head up so that their eyes can meet. "Please. If not for yourself, for me. Let your heart rest?"

Daisuke really didn't want to skip out for the rest of the day. After all, he loved his classes. But he knew that if he went to class, he'd still look upset and someone would ask what was wrong. If that were to happen, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to stop himself from crying. So he nodded to answer Satoshi's question and he took a step back away from him. "Alright. I'll do that." he said. He drew in a deep breath to make sure he wouldn't start crying again and turned and headed back to their room.

Once back in the room, the redhead dug out his sketchbook and flipped to the first picture he could find of Riku with the full intention of ripping it up. But just as he was about too, he froze. He had never been able to destroy any of his pictures, no matter how bad they were. So why should now be an exception. He dropped the book and frowned, wishing just this once he was able to. He sat down on his bed and laid back, trying to bring up the will do tear the picture. His eyes drifted shut for just a moment, but that was all it took before he was out like a light.

Satoshi watches Niwa walk away. He prays over and over again that the red head will be able to recover from the events of today. Turning towards the building that holds his next class, Satoshi sighs. 'If only I could takes his pain, I would....I can deal with pain....He shouldn't have to'. The rest of the day passes in a hase for the blunett. His mind drifting constantly to the boy, alone, and heartbroken, up in his dorm room. As soon as his last class is over, he sends out a message to all of Niwa's teachers, asking that the HW asignments get dropped off at the dorm. As soon as it's out, he races back to his dorm room.

Walking in slowly, he quickly spots his dorm mate, stretched out on his bed, the evidence of past sorrows still fresh on his cheeks. Moving with slow intent, Satoshi creeps forward, and sits down on the very edge of Niwa's bed. Trying his best not to wake the grief stricken boy, he pulls out a hankerchiff and tries to gently wipe away the traces of tears on the boy's flush cheeks. The boy stirs only slightly as he works, his brows furrowed, as if dreaming...

Daisuke was having a very uneasy sleep. It started out fine at first, it just being darkness and nothing else. But light started filling his mind and that turned into a dream, one he was happy to have. It was back before the redhead had found out the truth about Riku. Back when Dark had just left his mind. The two were so happy together. The background was changing as time passed, showing them growing up.

When his dream reached the part where he found out Riku was actually cheating on him, the scene kept replaying over and over again in his mind. But each time it repeated, there was a different guy with her. Daisuke frowned in his sleep, not liking what he was seeing at all. Finally he couldn't take it anymore and his eyes flew open as he sat up quickly. He blinked a few times before his attention landed on Satoshi. "Hiwatari... When did you get back?" he asked,not knowing how long he's been asleep.

Satoshi hurredly slips his hankerchiff back in his pocket. "Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you." He murmurs. Sitting for a few more seconds, he searches his friend's face for his feelings. Haggard and grief worn, the red heads appears no less beautiful to the bispecticaled boy. Standing slowly, Satoshi wanders over to his desk. "I just got back. Your homework should be arriveing soon." he says, slightly louder. As if on cue, there's a knock at the door. Satoshi answers it. A small, mousey looking kid quickly hands over the papers and notes the blunett had requested. Walking back into the room, he barely glanced at Niwa before dumping the pile on to his dorm mate's desk.

Turning his back, he sits down in front of his own stack of homework, and starts reading the first heading. In a nearly silent whipser, he manages to say, "If you need anything, just ask. I'm here for you Niwa." Having finished reading, he sets the paper down, and in a flash, his hand begins flying over the worksheet, pecil in it's grip.

Daisuke shook his head slowly. Satoshi hadn't woken him. His stupid dream did. He didn't want to think about it right now, so he pushed the thought from his mind. It was something to worry about later. It was times like these that the redhead wished Dark was back. He'd know exactly what to say to make him feel better with only the minimal amount of joking. But now he felt so alone and it was actually hurting.

The mention of homework caused him to blink a few times, confused. He hadn't gone to class, so how was it that he had homework to do? Understanding crossed his face when there was a knock on the door and someone handed his homework to his dorm mate. Satoshi must have gathered it for him. That was awfully nice of him. A small trace of a smile formed on his face for half-a-second before it vanished again. He stood up slowly before moving to his desk and setting down. He stared blankly at the papers in front of him before turning to look at the blunette. "... Hiwatari... Why do you think she did it?" he asked, his voice quiet as his gazed dropped to the ground. "Am I so unappealing that she had to get with random people?"

Satoshi's heckles rise. Whiping around, he snaps, "No!" Gasping slightly, herases a hand to cover his mouth. 'I have got to calm down. I must...' Takeing a few deep breath, he tries again. Turning so he's sitting sideways in his chair, he stares at his hands clenched in his lap. "No, Niwa. By no means are you unappealing. I'm positive that's not the reason she did what she did." Looking out the window, the blunett's voice takes on a far away tone. "I asked her once. Not directly, but I once asked the group of gils she was sitting with why a girl would take on several partners. She glared at me. She knew I was asking her." With a sigh, his gaze falls once again to his hands.

"She said, sometimes the young heart doesn't grow with the body, and while a pure love may be once in a lifetime, it can't satisfy the body's needs." Looking over at the red head, he smiles lightly. "I think she believes she still loves you, but her body doesn't desire you." A hint of venom enters the boy's voice when he continues. "Though I doubt that. You never willing hurt someone you love...." Satoshi realises he's getting riled up, and takes a breath. Looking back to the window he adds, "But what ever the reason she gives, there is no excuse in my mind for her actions. I would never betray you like that and expect forgiveness." The blunett's hear skips a beat, realisesing too late what he'd just admited to. Praying the other wouldn't notice, he turns back to his desk and continues on his homework.

Daisuke jumped back quickly at the suddenness of Satoshi's answer. It was loud and came a lot quicker than he would have thought. His heart had kicked into over-time for just a few moments before it settled back into its original pace and he took a few calming breaths. He blinked a few times before his attention landed on his dorm mate and he focused on what was being said.

So Riku was cheating on him because her body didn't desire him? Wasn't that what love was? When you wanted to be with someone with your entire heart, body, and soul? Did that mean that their entire relationship was a lie and he was fooling himself that she truly loved him? Just thinking about it made his head hurt, but he knew that probably was because he had been crying so much. So he took a deep breath before turning back to his homework. "Thank you Hiwatari." he said, glad to finally get some answers that he so desperately needed. The rest he'd get from Riku whenever he actually wanted to talk to her again. For now though, he was fine with the answers he had.

Still upset over the day's events, Satoshi quickly finishes his homework. Slipping the pile into his side satchel, he wanders off to the bathroom, intent on a long bath before bed. Pulling off his glasses, he slowly massages the light bruiseing left behind. For all his years appart from Niwa, he hadn't worn them. Re-accustoming himself to them will take some time. He slowly strips out of his clothing, careful to fold Niwa's shirt and place it on the counter rather than dumping it on the floor with the reast of the cloth garments. Lookig into the the bathroom mirror, he tries hard to reconcile what he'd done. 'I can't believe I did thet, but better now, then when he goes to ask for her hand in marrage or something equally foolish...'

Turning around, he starts the bath, making the water far hotter then most people can stand. He slides in with a hiss, leaning back against the back of the tub. Careful not to get his bandage wet, he snatches up the dorm standard washcloth and beginsrythicly dipping it in the water, then dribbling the scorching liquid across his chest. 'I mean, it's not like I'm the one who betrayed him....And he asked!' His heart skips a beat again, remembering what he'd said not to long ago about never betraying Niwa. 'He's far too dense to realize what exactly I meant. It's one of his cuter qualities, and at times like this, I am beyond greatful for it.' Slideing down, he goes low enough for him to blow bubble with his mouth in the bath water. 'There's no way I can tell him how I feel. Not now, and maybe, not ever. All I can do now, is be here for him if he needs me...'

After a good hour in the tub, the blunett gets out and wanders into the living area in only a towel. His mind a bit foggy from the hot water, he fails to remember that the Niwa in question is sitting not 6 feet from his bed. With his back to the red head, he shifts the towel around, drying himself off. As soon as he's satisfied, Satoshi simply drops the towel beside his bed and crawles under the covers, still nude. The cool sheets against his flesh quickly sooth the blunett into dreamland.

Daisuke watched Satoshi get started again on the work in front of him for a moment before the redhead turned back to his own pile of work. He resisted the strong urge to sigh and ran a hand through his hair before he got started on his work quietly. He was finding it hard though to focus on the work in front of him. His mind was more occupied with what was told to him about Riku. Why would she cheat on him? He has been nothing but faithful and completely devoted to her the entire length of their relationship. He did his best to give her everything she could ever want.

He sighed and pushed a few stray strands of hair out from in front of his eyes and turned to look over at his dorm mate. He tilted his head curiously when he seen the blue-haired male gone, but he saw the light was on in the bathroom. Understanding crossed his face and he moved to sit on his bed. Since he couldn't focus on his school work, he figured he might as well try to get some art done. Daisuke really wanted to tear up the pictures that has already done of his ex, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Not after all the hard work he's done. So he just flipped to the back of his sketch book to start on a new one. Hopefully it would take his mind off the sting of heartbreak.

He was about halfway through randomly sketching a scenery where his mother used to take him when he was younger when he heard the bathroom door open. His attention immediately flickered up to glance at his dorm mate, but it dropped quickly when he seen what Satoshi was only wearing a towel. A blush spread across his face, although he didn't know why. There was no reason to be embarrassed, yet he was. He took a deep breath to calm his sudden nerves and kept his attention focused on the paper in front of him. By the time he looked up again, about a half-hour has passed, so he put his things away before changing into some pajamas and getting into bed. It didn't take long until he fell asleep.

Satoshi rises early the next morning. Pulling himself into a seated postion, he glances over at his dorm mate's bed to see a tuft of red hair sticking out from under the covers. The sight brings a smile to his lips. 'So cute....' Slipping out of bed he heads grogly to the bathroom, stumbling along the way. Catching himself on the door frame, a chuckle echoes through his head. "Go away you unsufferable Imp...." He mutters to the small furry being bouncing around his mind.

Imp: Oh come now, it's not like I'M the one having THOSE thoughts....That's all you dear Satoshi...

Waving off the Imp's voice he continues into the bathroom and goes through his mrning routine. Stepping out after a good facial clensing that left his bangs soaked, the bluenett wanders over to his bed where he'd left the clothes he'd had cleaned the previous day. Glancing back towards his dorm mate's bed Satoshi freezes. The red head is staring at him, eyes wide, and it's at that moment, Satoshi decides to start wearing pajamas....

Daisuke wasn't having a very good sleep. His dreams would shift from happy times with Dark to finding out Riku was cheating on him. He shifted so many times in his sleep, rolling over so many times that he was close to rolling off. He heard the sound of running water and he jerked away, barely catching himself before falling off the bed.

He sighed lightly as he righted himself on the bed. Why did he have to dream about Riku? Why couldn't he get her out of his head? He knew that they were over with, but that didn't mean he could stop how he feels about her. He did still love her, but he knew that he needed to move on. But could he really open himself up to someone else like that?

He ran a hand through his hair as he heard the door to the bathroom open. Maybe he could ask Satoshi what he should do? He turned to look at his dorm mate and froze. Why was he naked?! He pulled the blanket up over his face and rolled over, not really understanding why, but he was extremely embarrassed.

Satoshi watches the mat of red hair vanish uner the covers and feels a flush coloring his cheeks. With a light couch he say, "Sorry Niwa, I am so use to living alone I forgot you were there for a second. . . Perhaps I should buy some pajamas." He mutters the lasty part bafore quickly turning to his bead and taking a deep breath. Moving to his bag he pulls out some clean boxers and slips on his pants from the day before. He gazes a long time at the shirt Niwa had lent him before reaching down and pulling it on. He can feel his skin tingle with the contact.

Moving over to his side satchle, he makes sure that all of his things are in there. His fingers pause as a thought crosses his mind. Turning around to face Niwa he says, "I know this must have taken a toll on you, not just your mind and heart, but you're body. I am sorry. If you like, I can talk to your teachers, so you can take a few days off. I will gather any homework or a list of assignments you'll need to get done." Satoshi looks away slightly, still hurting over what he had done to the red head. 'No, not what I have done. It was her. . . .But can a truly claim that?'