- Third Person Point of View -

"Saber!" Saber heard someone yell as he was tackled into a hug. "Don't ever leave me alone again you hear me!?" Nick yelled as he started to cry, Saber hugged back tightly. Holding the younger male close to him as he tried to calm down Nick.

"Are you calm now..?" "Yes, I'm just glad you're back." Both of them spoke as Saber sighed and got up. "I have to go to my room real quick, be right back." He said as he walked away, Nick would've stopped him but decided not to as he went back to his own room. Saber walked into his own room and changed his clothes, then laid on his bed, he was exhausted.

- Nick's Point of View -

I just wanted to be with him, I haven't seen him in a month or even longer. I had lost track of time, I wonder if he even knew how long he was gone for. Better to leave him alone though, I don't want to get on his bad side. I sat down on my bedroom floor and looked at the gifts I got from Saber on Christmas, I smiled softly to myself as I thought of Christmas. When he was finally happy for once...that all changed.

During the whole time he was gone, I just felt drained of my energy. I and Saber are inseparable, hard to divide us. We get into our fights, but we always patch up our problems with each other. Ever since the incident, he's been more distant, more problematic, more irritatable and aggressive.

"We'll be friends forever, right?" "Of course Saber!" "I have bad news though...I have to move back to England..." "What!? we'll still be able to contact each other though right?" "I don't know...but.. you'll still be here when I come back right?" "I plan to live here till I die." "Then you'll see me when I'm back, we'll find each other again." "Okay, see you later Saber." "See you."

...Why did I think of that? That memory from my childhood, when Saber left for England. I didn't see him again till I turned 15, he's 2 years older than me so he was 17 at the time. I didn't recognize him at first, he had changed. Now he always wore a formal clothing top, something with a white shirt at least. He recognized me at an instant when he saw me, that was 10 years ago. I'm 25, and he's 27 now.

Though, we live in Ukraine now. This is where Saber was born, he's proud and he goes here for his uncle's birthday and for the honour of members of his family. I didn't mind moving here since it was for him, and besides, I got used to the cold in Ukraine. It's nice here, I like it, I'm honestly glad we moved. Back where we lived before in America, it was always sunny and barely ever snowed. It got really annoying...

- The Next Day -

- Saber's Point of View -

I hissed as the sunlight hit my eyes through the window, groaning as I sat up and yawned. "Another day, another chat." I said to myself before I looked at my bedside table to see Buckwheat Porridge and a cup of tea sitting. A little note on it as I grabbed it and read it.

'I made you some breakfast since you always make breakfast for me. After the whole ordeal yesterday I thought you needed a break. I don't want you to do anything but relax today so I decided to to the errands that were on our to-do list. Be back around 12!' The note read. I smiled softly as I put the note down.

"Thanks, Nick." I said quietly to myself as I started to eat, I hummed as I ate. It tasted so good, he finally followed the instructions of making it. It tasted perfect, I could eat it all day if I wanted to. Though I eat slowly, like a tortoise, so I'll take a while to finish breakfast, and I'll enjoy every bite.

After about 30 minutes later, I had finished all of my breakfast. I looked at the time, it was 10:37 AM. Looks like I slept in, I needed it though. I love sleeping in don't get me wrong, but it takes precious, valuable time. The time I need to study the books, maybe I'll be able to use them. I'll need time alone, but for the next week or so, I need to spend time with Nick because I feel bad for leaving him.

I miss him...and he misses me...