PLEASE READ: This is both a SEQUEL and a REPOST. As the plot of my other story, Past of Shadows had changed completely from the summary, I decided to repost Part 2 as a different story. I suggest you read Past of Shadows before this!

A/N: So I'm back! Unfortunately, I don't have the entire second part written, as I had planned to, but I have a good ten chapters lined up, so hopefully I should be able to keep posting regularly now. Anyways, did you all miss me? Be honest!

Oh... no one did. *sigh* fine then. Here's your chapter. I know you missed that!

WARNINGS: Minor violence

DISCLAIMER: You know, I would have saved myself a lot of effort if I had simply put this in the first chapter. Anyways, as per usual, absolutely nothing belongs to me.

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Yuri let himself into the flat. He was understandably upset. He'd been in hospital and despite his promise, Greg hadn't visited him in the last three days. Of course, he'd never say that to Greg; he'd make a joke out of it and Greg would probably see straight through it and apologise and then everything would go back to normal. That was the way it had always been between them. And besides, he knew Greg would have a good reason for not visiting him.

It didn't occur to him to be nervous until he entered the flat to find Greg's things gone.

He frowned slightly, then shrugged. He'd go over to Greg's work tomorrow. Surely the blond would be there.

He sighed and sank down on the sofa. It was just such a relief to be out of the hospital. He'd figure out the mystery of his missing flatmate tomorrow.

He didn't even realise he drifted off to sleep until a hand grabbed the front of his t-shirt and hauled him to his feet. He found himself standing face to face with his landlord.

"Yuri," said the man. His voice was calm, but Yuri could see anger in his eyes. "I see you're out of hospital."

Yuri nodded slightly, unsure how the landlord knew he was in hospital in the first place.

"Where's Greg?" snapped the man.

Yuri frowned. "I don't know. I only just got back this afternoon. Why?"

"He owes me rather a lot of money."

"How much?" asked Yuri, in trepidation.

"The rent from last month after the two of you were robbed and the ten grand he lost me while trying to pay it off," hissed the man.

Yuri paled. They had been robbed? Shit, no wonder Greg wasn't here. He hoped he was ok.

"Oh, don't worry," said the landlord, misinterpreting the look of fear on Yuri's face. "I'm not interested in you. Greg is going to pay it back if it kills him. I will get what I want." He paused and looked thoughtful for a moment. "I'm actually surprised he's not here. After the beating I gave him last time, I'd have thought the cocky brat wouldn't be able to leave the flat for a few days at least."

Yuri's eyes widened and he clenched his fists in anger.

The man laughed, noticing the fists. "Don't even think about it. Greg didn't give me much trouble;" – a lie, though Yuri didn't know it – "What makes you think that you would?"

On the last word he shoved Yuri back and the boy landed back on the sofa with a thud.

"When you see him," said the landlord as he turned to leave. "Tell him he will pay up. I always get what I want."

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So what did you think? Hope you liked it. BTW, if there are any lose ends, you could mention them in your review, I think I've got them all listed, if not dealt with, but just wanted to check.

Of course, even if there aren't any, review anyway! Come on, feed the hungry author!