"If he were just lines of code, we could rewrite him." Ben replied pointedly. "But he's like a living thing in cyberspace."

"A real person who they rewrote like a code," Kris sighed. "And the real person is showing thr... Chris, don't let her eat that, she hasn't eaten dinner yet!"

"Aww, c'mon!" Chris whined in the back. "She likes it."

"Focus, please!" Ben snapped.

"He's feeding oreos to Summer!" Kris snapped. "I already told you where to check for Wyatt- what do you want me to do, call Pin's mother and have her see if he's there!?"

"There's an idea." Ben replied before he took the phone from Haru and hung up. "Those two are impossible."

"They're better parents then any parents I know," Haru admitted grimly, before he blushed and looked away. "Um... I guess I'll... leave you be..."

He wanted to go. He wanted to make sure Wyatt was okay... but he wasn't sure it was his right to ask. He'd already invaded Ben's privacy and Wyatt was a very private person... having Haru suddenly show up would feel like an invasion.

"Can you drive?" Ben asked.

The dark-jaired boy jumped a little in surprise. "Hai. Aa... Yes. I have a car."

"Then I need you to take me to our friend." Ben replied. "I have neither the experience nor the vehicle."

"Our...." Haru repeated, his cheeks pink once more. He slowly nodded. "Okay... is it this hospital just across the road?"

"That would be the same one." Ben nodded before grabbing Haru's arm to make him hurry along.

Haru stumbled behind him, shoving his phone into his pocket.

It was raining, but neither of them had coats. His car was parked in the parking lot near the back - he wasn't the kind to fight for a space, so they were soaked by the time they got into the seats.

It was a cheep SUV... his dad had bought him an expensive one and he'd traded it in for something cheep and used the rest of the money to donate a bunch of food to a homeless shelter for abused wives and their children. He felt it was a wonderful way of sticking it to his father without actually doing it.

He started it up and bucked his seat belt, pushing his long hair out of his face.

Ben breathed into his hands to warm up his icy fingers and then adjusted the heat on the console before he leaned his hand close to the vent.

Watching him for a moment, Haru then leaned across the other and buckled his seat belt for him, trying to ignore the shot of warmth that flew through his body as they touched.

"Safety first," He joked lamely, before checking his mirrors and pulling out of the parking space.

"Refrain from molesting me in your car." Ben replied dryly.

Haru turned to look at him with wide eyes, his face red. "What!? I didn't- I'm not- I-!"