YAYS A sequel! I wasn't planning on doing this, but I was trying to think of something angsty or sad to write and I just wrote the first line that Niou says and instantly my mind went back to one of my earlier one-shots "Extra Credit" and my wheels started turning. Amazing what ranting skills can do huh? I just started thinking of all the horrid things that could happen and blah blah blah this is what came from it. Trust me there is something in here that might throw you...it's thrown some so far.

OH and if you haven't then it would be HIGHLY prudent of you to read "Extra Credit" Before this one, or else alot of it won't make any sense at all to you. So just that tiny reminder, and while you are there do leave a review if you wish, or include it here if you'd rather.

ENJOY! (yet another platinum fic!)

"How could you Yagyuu?" Niou sniffed looking down at the paper. The letter that Yagyuu had written when he had "supposedly" doing an extra credit assignment for Art. He closed his hand into a fist, crumpling the left edge of the page as he did so. Yagyuu had cowardly put it in between the pages of his math textbook. Knowing that this was the one lesson that Niou would not understand, hyperbolas. It was so sickeningly easy that it just flew right over Niou's head because he kept trying to make it into some complicated problem that it was not. Therefore, it was perfect in placement, cowardly in being up-front about this situation.

This was stupid, who had ever heard of a foreign exchange student program? Yagyuu had never made mention of it. He never even hinted at the sad fact that he would be leaving Niou, who would be left all alone because of this, and going to some stupid country like America.

Sure, his parents where right, this was the opportunity of a lifetime, something that Yagyuu should not pass up. Why now?

This was going to be another great year for Rikkai's boys tennis team. They where supposed to take the title for National for the third year in a row. They were supposed to name the greatest doubles one team in the nation. They were then supposed to go off to the same senior high school, where they would then be happy together as a couple. Then they would go on to college, and live happily in a dorm together, if the fates willed it so. From there, who knew where life would take them.

Of course, now Niou did not know what would happen with Yagyuu being gone until the end of summer break. In that time span, so many things could happen. The worse thing would be Yagyuu finding another person, someone far better than Niou. Of course, Yagyuu could also find a girl in that time, and hit it off with her, and then from there other things could happen if they kept contact. In the eyes of Yagyuu's parents, anything was better than Niou.

Yagyuu's parents had taken one look at him, sniffed and forced a smile, just to be polite. They want someone who they could show off and would be proud to say, "This is my potential daughter-in-law." They could not say that about Niou. No matter what Niou did, Yagyuu's parents just hated him, even though he was just a friend in their eyes, and not their son's boyfriend. He even went as far as to dye his own hair back to its original black-brown color and fix it differently for an entire month. Grant it he was a laughing stock for that month, but as soon as the bleach was donned, once again no one dared make fun. Though Yukimura did laugh and pat Niou on the shoulder saying, "It's good to have Rikkai's trickster back in his own skin." Something that Niou could not have agreed with more.

After a while, he finally had given up, settling with the sad fact that they would never accept him as Yagyuu's friend, so them knowing of his and Yagyuu's relationship was definitely out of the question. That would only cause horribly complicated problems. Yagyuu's parents were hardcore enough to possibly take Yagyuu out of the Rikkai school system because of Niou. He was surprised they had not done that yet, since Niou was such a bad influence on their son, as they had so blatantly put it to him one night when he had been over for dinner. Niou could not really remember why he had wanted their approval of him. Perhaps it was because if his parent's did not like him, then maybe Yagyuu would start to dislike him, and Niou could not have that happen.

However, none of that really mattered if Yagyuu found someone better over in America, despite the fact that he could not see Yagyuu being with an American girl, it was just too far out there even for his imagination. However, it was still plausible, and that was the smack in the face from reality. Anything was possible in these few months that Yagyuu would be gone.

"Stupid Yagyuu." Niou growled throwing down the paper. He picked up his phone and looked at it, opened it up and debated on calling Yagyuu himself and asking him what kind of sick fucking joke was this. He was not laughing if it was, this was just plain stupid. He eventually became fed up with the idea and tossed his phone down on to his bed and fell face first down on to the mattress, bouncing from the landing.

All of these thoughts were stupid, none of this could happen, Yagyuu wouldn't leave him, and everything would be fine. This would be like one of those cheesy dramas on TV and Yagyuu would tear up the exchange student program papers in front of his parents, tell them that he's in love with Niou, run to Niou's house after he and his parents had the fight, climb up to Niou's window, and crawl through into Niou's arms like Romeo from that weird Shakespeare play from English.

"Ha! Like that would ever happen, he doesn't have the balls to do that." Niou spat out dryly as he rolled over and stared at this ceiling. "He'll go along with what ever he's told, and forget about me. He didn't even tell me this to my face like he should have." He sighed as his phone began to vibrate.

"Baby you're all that I want with you lying here I my arms, I'm finding it hard to believe we're in heaven. Loving is all that I need and I found it there in your heart, it isn't too hard to see we're in heaven. We're in heaven."

Niou knew the ring tone well; Yagyuu had placed it as his own. It had been back when they had first started dating and Yagyuu was going through Niou's phone, without asking, and had added it to his contact listing. Saying that now Niou would always know when he was calling him and that there was not any excuse as to why he should not pick up when he heard it, since it was distinctive. Some cheesy American love song was definitely unique in its own amongst all of Niou's J-rock and J-pop.

"Yes? Niou Masaharu's I'm going to beat the living shit out of Yagyuu Hiroshi, how may we help you today?" Niou groaned picking up the phone.

"Niou-kun, judging by your voice I'm assuming you found the note." Yagyuu said at the other end. Dread hanging on his words, apparently he had not been looking forward to telling Niou this information. No one would, well no one with a right mind that is.

"Yes I did Hiroshi; now tell me why you didn't tell me to my face." Niou growled, his eyes narrowing at his dartboard that hung on his door. Sanada's school photo hung in the center, the middle of his forehead and pupil of his left and right eyes practically none existent from the amount of times they had been hit in the same spot repeatedly. The rest of the photo was untouched; this only proved Niou's aiming abilities when he was pissed about something.

"I…" Yagyuu began to say pausing hesitantly on his end of the phone. He was probably thinking of how to word his cowardice. If Sanada was here he would be saying that what Yagyuu had done was very ignoble towards Niou, and he would be very right in his saying.

"I didn't have the heart to tell you to your face Ni…Masaharu, I understand that it must have hurt worse with a piece of paper tell you instead of me and-"

"You're damn right!" Niou yelled cutting Yagyuu off abruptly. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Yagyuu did not say anything for a few seconds the only thing was a few grunts and "damn almost lost the phone." Niou pulled the phone away and stared at it. The air was still filled with tension, well somewhat. What could he say? I'm sorry Masaharu for being a complete dick about this, or I only did this so we could have a better life later, Masaharu. All of them were lame excuses.

"I'll be back at the end of summer break." Oh, so he was going to be crafty and walk around the question, Niou had taught him well.

"I didn't ask that Hiroshi." Niou ground his teeth together, trying his best to stay in a calm frame of mind. If he flew off the handle, he might say things that would end their friendship for good, and that would be even worse when Yagyuu came back from finishing this program of his.

He heard Yagyuu sigh into the phone, causing static to push through into Niou's ear. That was a good sign he was about to fess up.

"My parent's had signed me up with out my knowledge back when a letter came in the mail saying that I had been accepted into this exchange student program to America due to my grades." Yagyuu said slowly. "I didn't take it upon myself to leave, that's the last thing that I want."

"Then tell you parents to fuck off." Niou said. "It's not like you don't have younger siblings that couldn't do it later on."

"I could, but that would only cause problems, besides I'm the first born, it's my duty to set an example." Yagyuu replied. Thoughtful as always to everyone else, and his outward appearance to all, never giving up the good student role, even on the phone with Niou.

"Alright, how did you know that I would need my math book?"

"I knew that today's lesson would be far too simple for you mind to grasp. You always over think things into some big problem that it is not. Making a mountain out of a mole hill."

"Please, spare me the philosophics for right now." Niou groaned. "It just pisses me off that you didn't tell me to my face."

"I understand that, I'm sorry."

"If you were sorry then you wouldn't have done it in the first place!" Niou reasoned. That was why he never really apologized for anything that he did. Saying that you were sorry meant that you really did know what the effects where and chose to ignore them and then when you got caught used the word to smooth things over, it was just as bad as not saying anything at all at times.

"You knew I would be pissed if you did something like this. Why not just shoot me in the head while you're at it, Christ Hiroshi." Niou stood up from his bed, put his palm to his forehead, and sighed. "Where exactly in America are you going to be?" Niou asked, having now completely come to terms with this event.

"Probably New York if things go the way they should."

"Oh well, New York isn't that bad, as long as you don't get mugged, raped, or an STD from sitting on one of the seats." Niou shrugged. Great New York, what a lovely place, just the right town for his delicate Hiro-chan. Not. Yagyuu would be killed in that city. Screw him finding a girl or guy to shack up with, what if he came back in a box? Niou shuddered at the though.

"Masaharu, just go ahead and say it. You don't want me to go." Yagyuu deadpanned.

"I never said that. As your little letter said, it's a great opportunity, if New York is where they send you then so be it, no skin off of my nose."

"I'll be killed there."

"Good thing you said it because I wasn't." Niou laughed. He could hear Yagyuu let out a small laugh on his end of the line.

"Masaharu."

"Yes?""Would you mind if I stayed the night tonight?" Yagyuu asked.

"It's pretty late, wouldn't you parents go ballistic? They hate me remember." They always had and always will.

"I know that, but…just look outside your window." Niou turned and walked over to his window and shoved the curtains open. There sitting on the tree limb in his backyard was Yagyuu wiggling his fingers at Niou with a cheesy grin. Niou's eyes widened and blush formed over his face. He thought about the Romeo thing, but he did not think that Yagyuu would actually pull it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Niou said into the phone, still staring at Yagyuu outside.

"I'm sitting on your tree limb, looking at you through your window, and its cold out here, just so you know." Yagyuu said back and grimaced. How hard was it to tell that he was actually there?

Niou snapped his phone shut and threw it on to his bed. Yagyuu closed his as well and stuffed it into his pocket. Niou unlocked the latches on his window, and shoved it open and said, "What the hell would you have done if I had gotten fed up and hung up on you?"

"I hadn't thought that far ahead actually, I was hoping that you wouldn't. Thankfully you didn't and here I am." Yagyuu spread out his arms almost loosing his balance on the narrow limb. "Could I please just come in?"

"My parents prefer that you would use the front door, but I don't give a fuck if you can get in from there you're welcome to stay." Niou smirked and walked away from the window. Setting down on his bed and grinned at Yagyuu climbing through his window like some

"Masaharu, don't leave what if I can't get in."

"Then it looks like you're screwed, Hiroshi." Niou called back covering his face trying to stifle his snickers so that Yagyuu could not hear them. Why was he here? He couldn't have come just to make up with Niou, that would be lame. Niou looked over and saw two sets of four fingers handing on to the ledge of his windowsill.

"Masaharu, help!" Yagyuu grunted trying to hoist himself up.

Niou got up and looked over the edge, at a struggling Yagyuu. Sighing he grabbed Yagyuu's forearms and pulled up.

"God damn Hiroshi, lay off the food will you." He winced, straining under the new weight.

"Shut up and pull, this is what you get for not helping in the first place."

"I could just let you drop, you know that right."

"Then my death would be your hands, Sanada-kun wouldn't like that." Yagyuu said as he made it over the edge and crawled the rest of the way into Niou's room.

"Why are you here anyways?" Niou asked sitting down next to Yagyuu's semi-limp body on the floor.

"My parents and I had a fight." Yagyuu said vaguely into the carpet of Niou's room. Turning his head to the side, he looked up at Niou.

A fight? What the hell could they have fight about? Yagyuu getting a bad grade? Not being perfect in some way?

"What about? You being the perfect child and all, I never thought something like this would happen." Niou said.

"They went through my phone and found the text messages we had sent back and forth."

Niou blushed a little and looked over at his door. "Which ones?"

"All of them."

"Damn. Even-"

"Yes, even the explicit ones."

"Oh…They weren't very happy where they?" It was a stupid question, but it just sort of came out of Niou's mouth.

"Not at all." Yagyuu sighed. "They started out calm about it, and then they started yelling after I said that everything that they were thinking was true. Yes, I was going out with another boy. Yes, it was you of all people. And that yes, I was happy with this and didn't want to leave for America because that meant that I would be away from you for several months."

Niou's heart beat quickened. Yagyuu didn't want to leave, so it wasn't just Niou who hated this idea, which was a good sign. However, the fight between Yagyuu and his parents was not.

"So…" he started, but hesitated, unsure of just what he should say.

"I walked out." Yagyuu said shifting himself over to lay his head in Niou's lap. "Things hadn't gone as I had planned; they weren't supposed to find out until after senior high. That way it wouldn't matter what happened, I would be leaving anyways."

"True." Niou muttered running in fingers through Yagyuu's hair, messing it up as he did. "So, what now?"

"Well since your parents know, they could either talk to mine, or…"

"I doubt they would stand for you living here. No matter how much they love you."

"It's worth a try none the less." Yagyuu urged.

Niou let out a sigh; usually it was he who was in Yagyuu's place. No matter what, he would always go to Yagyuu's house, climb into his room via his window, and stay there to sort things out. From everyday problems, to things dealing with his family. Never had Yagyuu been in such a predicament that he had to come over to Niou's house to cool off, taking into consideration the fact that Yagyuu never did anything bad enough to piss his parents off like this.

Niou let out a single snicker, making Yagyuu look up at him with a questioning look.

"It's just, it takes something like your parents finding out that you are gay and dating a me, to piss them off this badly."

Yagyuu smiled. "I hadn't thought of it that way, but you are right."

"Of course I am, I'm the amazing Niou Masaharu, trickster extraordinaire." Niou grinned devilishly.

"Masaharu," Yagyuu said quietly causing Niou to stop his talking. "Thank you."

"Not a problem, Hiroshi." Niou's smile softened.

A knock came at Niou's door with his mother at the other side asking if someone was in there with him. Yagyuu shot up from his laying position and switched to sitting cross-legged, as Niou's mother opened up the door.

"Masaharu, what is Yagyuu-kun doing here?" She asked raising an eyebrow. "He didn't come in through the front door like he usually does."

"Umm…" Niou hesitated. "Hiroshi had a problem at home." He finally said.

"My parents found out about me dating your son." Yagyuu said hanging his head. He wasn't ashamed of the fact; he was ashamed that his levelheaded parents had reacted in such a way, though it was to be expected with his family being so strict.

"Oh dear." Was all Niou's mother said putting her hand up to her mouth. "Well, even though it is against my better judgment, but due to the current situation, I'll allow you to stay the night if you'd wish. Would you like for me to call you parents?"

"No! If they find out that I'm here, they'll come and get me-"

"That's if they even care now." Niou interjected.

"Masaharu!" His mother said.

"It's true Niou-san, if they even care now. In their eyes, I'm probably some horrid abomination or something along those lines." Yagyuu let out a sigh, and got up from his spot on the floor. "Thank you for allowing me to stay the night." He bowed to Niou's mother.

"It's alright Yagyuu-kun. Masaharu, could you go and get the guest futon from the hall closet?"

Niou got up from his spot muttering something about how Yagyuu should go and get it since he's the one sleeping on the damn thing.

"Language." Was all his mother said. Niou shot a glare back and sneered.

"Language my ass." He said stomping off.

His mother rolled her eyes and looked over at Yagyuu. "We'll straighten this all out in the morning Yagyuu-kun; since tomorrow is Saturday we can call you parents and talk with them then." She smiled at him. Yagyuu nodded his head and said thank you to her once again before she left. Hopefully things would be worked out in the morning, for now he had Niou to help him with this situation.

So I'm going to go and cry now because this made me really sad in the beginning, the ending even makes me sad because Yagyuu's parents might now want to talk rationally...or maybe they will. I'll let you guys think on that. That is the glory of fanfiction, allowing you guys to fill in the blanks.

So how did Yagyuu's little predicament make you guys feel? It made me really sad to think that his parents would be so cruel and close minded. Poor Yagyuu ran all the way to Niou's house and sat in his tree. He probably would have slept there if Niou had hung up on him, but Yagyuu is just a romantic like that, hoping that love would prevail...and it did! -sigh- I love a good ending. I really do hope you all enjoyed this little sequel.

Your faithful Authoress,

animeo