Poor Topper and Devilish Young master

As the monitor was turned on, Aaron blanked out. The next second he is running from someone.

A dream, a sudden realization hit me. That day, rain was pouring to a great degree and the thunder screaming in the dark ambiance. The only thing that could be seen was my hands and feet moving back and forth. My loud yet painful breathing. I was running as if the moment these people caught up with me, they wouldn't hesitate to kill me. I, hearing the people behind me ran even faster. After a great while I slack off with no more energy. I stopped and looked back hearing the loud voices. It terrified me, so much that I shivered continuously. I looked here and there searching for pebbles. It was night and difficult to see my own hands and feet, but I found a large stone and threw it to the opposite side.

A voice could be heard from far away, "He went this way! Come here!" The sound went the opposite way.

 I sighed but didn't rest and ran faster. There was no one behind me. After a long moment, I stopped and budged my shoulder back. I jolted and everything before me turned black.

My memory was finished. My eyes were burning, and I knew my eyes were reddened. I was about to open my eyes but felt someone grabbing me with great resilience. Ace was before me, but I didn't let Ace see me. I just said, "Nothing just the side effect of memory. Give me a moment." But Ace shook me again, I could feel my body shaking, but I couldn't hear his voice only movement. Maybe he didn't hear me. Ace was still shaking me. 

I again said that I was fine, but he kept shaking me. The next second, my mind reminded me of the memory that I received. Yeah, I remembered that loud sound of rain, and my strong steps vanished in a thunder roar. But there was someone behind me, haunting me. I kept thinking. Some flashes appeared but only a mask I saw. It was a terrifying black mask with a panther shape on the edge. I pushed my brain and my eyes wide opened suddenly as if I would see something that I shouldn't at this moment.

For now, that he saw it, all his mind could echo are only these words, 'What the hell? That was me! Running from danger' My face went pale, and I started to shiver and sweat. I came back to my senses and saw Ace's worried dead face. I saw him pale and shouting with tears, "Why didn't you do as I said? Didn't you hear me!?"

I was dumbfounded as to what happened. I didn't hear anything! Holding his hands controlling my inner urge to discuss everything with the systems. I appeased him, "Sorry I blanked out."

Ace stopped and looked at me as if I said something weird. He said, "Aaron, you didn't faint but stayed motionless the whole time. Your eyes were reddened, and the nerves were bulging out. You were pushing hard to know more! Dammit, I was so scared!" You had your eyes red like blood dripping off them. 

He added controlling his tears, "Idiot! You scared my heart out!!" Ace looked me up and down. Now that he could see, he saw Ace kneeling before him and his hair was soaked due to sweat.

Aaron stood helping him up. It is hard to nod off this situation. His eyes moved to the systems and saw them also worried to hell look. His system flew to me and showed signs of Panic for the first time, "Host! Are you okay!? I must give you a full body checkup. It was our fault for not knowing about this reaction." He cursed himself without rest and started to tap strings of codes and Aaron couldn't stop him. Ace still holding him tight as if he would die the next second if he released his grip. Aaron wanted to clear things out, but that image came to his mind again scaring his wits.

His words were stuck in his throat. Even swallowing saliva was difficult. He made them worried. However, he don't know how. He had no control over his body and mind. It just went crazy? As per his temper, he shouldn't react so strongly, then why? While he was in confusion, Ace was also pondering about something.

For Ace, this was not merely a situation of memory. At that time, all he could think of was Aaron. That moment when he saw him sitting still even after the memory ended, made him feel the ominous premonition. At that time, he was very nervous to notice, but he was sure that Aaron saw something more than just that. It terrifies him to even think about what he saw.

He just want to know without hurting him. Is it possible? He will tear up. What should he do? Can't burden him alone.

Shoving his hair back he decided what to do. Ace took a deep breath and the next second grabbed his face, and faced those magical soulful eyes which is his heartbeat. He had some confusion written over his small face, but Ace just looked into his eyes and didn't say anything. He wanted to tell him everything through his gaze. Let him know that he was also scared. His heart just went numb when he noticed his unusual stillness.

It just occurred to him that maybe Aaron would never move again. To caress him to love him to talk with him. It was a terrible feeling. 

Maybe Aaron could understand my thoughts, he tried to say something. His lips opened and closed but at last failed. A long time passed, but we still stayed in the same position, and everything was turned silent. The sound of code had all disappeared. He could feel his eyes pain, but he didn't want to blink.

When Aaron was thinking and he didn't think of saying, just then Ace asked at that explicit moment, "You saw something that terrified you? Didn't you." His voice trembled, and he could feel his heart beating up so fast that it made him slightly breathless.

Aaron's eyes flashed with light, and it reddened more. He choked, "I saw." He frowned and said, "But how should I describe it to you? It isn't that simple. It was very weird and unnerving."

Ace smiled. The relief showered him and emitted, "Fool! You know what, I can understand everything, even though I couldn't see it, even if you are unable to describe it, okay?" He added, "Even though I didn't see that thing, You and I share the same soul and heart. If not me who will understand you." That's right. If it was not the soul that pulled him to Aaron, how could he, the cold man, cry? He is a heartless devil.