He knew almost nothing about him. And yet, as much as he hated to admit it, he was falling for him.

Simon rolled over and looked at the clock. 4:00 AM. He groaned. Another night, wasted. He hadn't gotten any sleep for days. All he could do was think about him…

HIM…

Sighing, he rolled out of bed. He had no idea what was going on. He'd always thought he was straight. But now…

Now he wasn't so sure.

Simon absentmindedly pulled on his jeans. It was useless trying to get any more sleep tonight. He wouldn't be able to think about anything other than the boy who had been in his dreams since the day he first met him. Even now, he couldn't help but take a few minutes to reflect on his beautifulness…

The boy had silky jet black hair, with eyes that could stare straight into your soul. The light always shone off his glasses in just the right way, always leaving you wanting more…

Oh yes. He wanted MORE.

Simon brushed his teeth sloppily as the thoughts took over his mind. He hated them, and he hated Makoto for making him have them. Everything just felt so wrong…but at the same time…

so very right.

He splashed some water on his face, as if that could wash the thoughts away. It didn't work. The boy was still the only thing he could think about. What was it about him that made him so irresistible? Simon couldn't put his finger on any one thing. He was just a special kind of person. All of his flaws seemed to vanish as soon as he laid eyes on him.

Simon shook his head and looked at the clock. Had he really been daydreaming about him for ten whole minutes? Time just flew whenever he thought about him. Maybe it was a sign that he was waiting too long? No, it had only been a few days… But then again, there seemed to be nothing he could do to get him off his mind. Maybe he was better off just telling him now. After all, what's the worst that could happen?

Finally, he made up his mind. He was going to pay his new neighbor a special visit.