"Perhaps one of the more...interesting types of people I've met, Yukiteru Amano certainly has a few different 'defining' qualities on his character." Akise paused, fumbling with a multitude of files belonging to his boyfriend, and his history. Though he thought of the term 'boyfriend' in the end, they could be classified as 'lovers' as well, the pair of them hadn't worked out a term to call themselves at this point. Relatively, it didn't matter- the pair of them were content, a psychopath was behind bars..and neither of them bothered with online gaming, anymore. Yuki had even insisted he 'say goodbye' to his online friend, who 'mysteriously' never came back online. "One of those 'qualities' being his ability to seamlessly slip between reality and delusion." though it could be seen as him talking badly of Yuki, in his reports he wasn't supposed to speak with a type of 'fondness' and, also to voice the absolute truths. Emotion and detective work didn't always blend together well. "In his tenure of elementary school he'd been to visit a psychiatrist at the behest of his mother, Rea Amano. She had begun to expect at this point that her son was 'losing grips with reality', that he had made up a dream world wherein his life was made to be something he found it not to be. That he was of some major significance, the details of this are in a sealed documentation of 'Doctor-Patient confidentiality' that not even the local law enforcement are able to open." admittedly, he was incredibly curious of what it was that Yukiteru dreamed up, but he didn't dare ask. How was one to say that they'd done a criminal background check on their significant other? "However, if it were a matter of threat, then I have no doubt he would have likely notified the authorities, or made the proper arrangements regarding the mental health of his patient."

Yukiteru's psychiatrist was a male. That fact quite possibly stemmed from the fact that it was something he was lacking within his at home life, a stable male key figure that could offer guidance and advice that could help to shape his young mind. Forming a 'bond' of sorts with Mr. Bryant, (his psychiatrist was a foreigner, not that Yukiteru seemed to care one way or the other.) they spent nearly everyday within the week together, "During the period that Yukiteru saw this man, he began to improve in certain 'gray areas', namely, school and home life. A bit of his social anxiety began to subside and dissipate from opening himself up to a confidant that he could wholeheartedly trust- without fear of betrayal. However, once their sessions ceased, Yukiteru went back to being the individual he'd been before." pausing, he examined the vague documentation of this, his teachers had all concurred that he'd been bullied throughout every year of his school life, (save for High School, where it seemed he was able to meet a few key figures. i.e. Mao, Yuno Gasai and himself.) purely because the other children perceived him to be 'different'. Seeing the younger pictures of Yukiteru made him smile slightly, he'd been an adorable boy since back then, a small chuckle escaped, before he realized he was neglecting building his 'character file' on Yuki. "His long-time friend had severed ties with Yukiteru in his first year of highschool, it was at this point that he turned to online gaming for basic social interactions that he had been long denied and starved of." a somewhat pang of guilt resonated as he spoke about what had been 'confidential' between 'Misaki' and he.

"It would be at this point, that he would vent out his pent up anger, rage, frustrations through a suitable outlet; online gaming. Establishing a friendship that would last on and off for the better of four years, and opening up to people he didn't find 'real'. Though they were living, breathing individuals, they weren't within his city, didn't know his story- or the fact that he used a false 'name' to speak under." it wasn't uncommon for others to change their identities online, to become something they found 'desirable' to others, as being themselves hadn't worked. So being someone else, naturally, something would be different, would it not? Hitting 'pause/stop' on the tape recorder, he stood as he heard a knock at the door. The timid voice of Yukiteru rang from the other side of his front door.

"Akise?" Yuki asked, waiting to see if he was home.

Glancing through the peephole, (though he knew it was Yukiteru) he couldn't help but to smile. "Yukiteru." he greeted, opening the door. "And what brings you by on this fine day?" he asked, barely noticing at all the fact that it was sunny outside. In part, due to the fact that he kept his curtains shut, as it helped him to focus and not be distracted by the varying goings on of outside. Caffeine, dark and artificial light seemed to be the ultimate 'motivators' for him.

"You forgot about why I came today, didn't you?" Yuki asked, a little unimpressed at Akise's memory. Usually, he remembered everything and prioritized Yuki above all else.

"After pulling an all-nighter, making a few phone calls, no sleep..and of course running on only cold, possibly day old coffee, usually has that kind of effect on me.." Akise apologetically smiled, "What is it that I've forgotten, Yukiteru?"

"The reason why I came here.." Yuki blushed ever so slightly, "Y-you said that, well, we were.."

Akise racked his brain for what it was that Yukiteru was talking about, when it finally clicked. "You came over here for a date, and instead find me in this condition. Of course you're annoyed." he chuckled, "Alright, what would you like to do?"

"You seem tired..I can come back some other time." Yuki said, "I don't want to be an inconvenience." it was clear that Akise wasn't in any condition to be going out with him anywhere, and while it left him disappointed, he'd just try again when the opportunity arose for them to go on a date. Of course, those were far few and between. He was busy with student council duties, Akise was juggling being head of the sports division, detective work and school life all at once, while trying to add Yuki into the mix? His dance card was most certainly full.

"But you went through all of the trouble of coming over here, I don't want to just send you off.." Akise said, seeing Yuki starting to leave, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside his apartment, shutting the door. "I apologize for the mess." he said, scooping up all of his folders and tape recorder quickly, disappearing for a moment as he placed them in his 'spare' bedroom, which in actuality was his 'study' for case work.

"Sorry...for the intrusion." Yuki felt a bit like he was being a hindrance to whatever it had been Akise had been doing.

"Don't be sorry." Akise chided, "I made a promise I neglected to keep. You can't let me get off easy, Yukiteru. That's how you get taken advantage of." he smiled, "It's not much of a 'date', but, would you like to stay here, for a while?" pausing for a moment, "Of course, you could stay over, if you really want.."

"S-sure.." Yuki readily agreed, "I don't know if I'd be able to stay over for the entire day.." he added sheepishly.

"If you're worried I might try that, I don't think I have the energy." Akise explained, walking over to the couch, "I'm tired.." he rubbed his eyes, "Want to try and watch a movie?" he asked, yawning and trying to suppress it halfway through, (failing miserably) it continued to be a lengthy one, at that.

"I could still just go." Yuki offered.

"Or..you could come over here and lay with me." Akise countered, at Yuki's indecision, he pulled him over, the pair of them laying on the couch, he couldn't see Yuki's face, but he assumed that he was blushing furiously. His messy hair tickled Akise's face ever so slightly, "Are you wearing cologne?" he asked, intrigued by the notion that he'd put on a scent, just for him.

"No...this is..what I always wear." Yuki said, though his voice wasn't confident, it was clear he was trying to lie.

"You're always so cute, Yukiteru." Akise said sleepily, but the cologne was very pleasant, he knew his scents, fairly well.

"You're falling asleep, aren't you?" Yuki asked.

"I'm trying not to." Akise said, "Forgive me, if I do?"

At this point, Yuki turned around, to face Akise, he couldn't bother to try and watch a movie, being in this close proximity, the sleepiness of Akise's voice (that he wouldn't admit out loud, but it did make him a lot more attractive.), his thoughts made his face redden, as he studied his..boyfriends sleepy face. "If you fall asleep, then you have to..have dinner with me." he said, it wasn't a punishment, but he made it seem like it was.

"So harsh..." Akise chuckled, (though it came out as more of a snort,) a sleepy smile as his eyelids were shut, "You're so mean, Yukiteru.."

"Being unreasonable..." Yuki trailed off, leaning in closer to Akise, his arms wrapped around Yuki. Yuki tried to mirror what Akise did, his eyelids began to feel heavy, as well. "isn't that something you wanted me to be?" he asked, Akise had told him to be a 'little more selfish' with him, but he just couldn't make himself do it. Akise didn't answer, (at least, not in word form) he made a sleepy 'grunt' in the form of the affirmative. Yuki resolved not to bother him anymore, instead, he leaned in closer, his head beneath Akise's chin, as he found himself drifting out of consciousness. He enjoyed being held, (although not admitted out loud) Akise was the only one he relatively allowed himself to be touched by. It was one of the 'terms' they'd come across. In a rather odd turn of events, it had been Yukiteru to address 'cheating'. Explaining promptly, that he wouldn't allow himself to be cheated on, because he willingly surrendered all of himself over to Akise..