Authors notes: thank you all for your support, I love all you guys :3

Heavy Metal Bride!: Yeah things will change I suppose and I’m just hoping people wont reject that :P DrummerLadyBourdon: :smooch: LOL As you’ve prob noticed there’s no real Robbie here hun :< sworry lplover22: Yes his mom…err we’ll see LOL yeah they’re so adorable <3 Drpepper199: you’re jealous of them hun? *confused* BlackFairy: don’t worry hun I’m glad you still like it :D vws_[lpfan]_83: no you rock LOL :3 NalaNyaSilmaRyl: Yeah someone guessed :D TYshangshan: So glad you like bb LOL, I’ll tell you about the mom now hun ^3^ Lady Shinoda:I’m glad you like this huni and yes, the mom was a surprise even to me LOL :3 Nika_love_lp: and I’m following back :3 KFC and Chester? Yeah I’d like that :D Vampire Princess: …I’m still ignoring you! It’s over between us Cassie you have to accept that xP axl adamic: I’m so glad you like it hun :D Kenji_Shinizzle:It rocks? Yeah! So glad you liked :D Vernie: thank you hun, I love your writing too :3 stefy: LOL, I don’t think you’ll need Kleenex for this chp…but who knows LOL :D Chanlp94: *hug* hmm, I never thought of going back to paris LOL Thank you so much for the gimp suit, *dresses Chaz doll*

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Chester remained silent as he drove the car along the streets of LA. Timidly Mike filled him in on the phone call he had received before leaving that morning. He told his lover about his mother, her crying and claiming that she wanted to see him again. Chester nodded, but bit his lip and frowned as he glared at the green car situated on front of him, halted at the stoplights.

What was the model to say? The truth? That he didn’t trust Mike's mother? That he thought they should forget it and just get to the clinic? No, he couldn't say that to Mike. This could be a genuine chance to be welcomed back into the family that abandoned him; and who was Chester to deny his lover that one thing? He loved Mike too much to say anything, and just drove along the road to a coffee house where Mike claimed he worked when he was fifteen.

They reached the place where Mike's mother was supposedly waiting. There was no parking outside the small coffee house, so Mike told Chester he could get out and go in while the model found somewhere to park the car. Chester agreed, but he didn't move the vehicle from view of the door until he was sure Mike got in safely into the sickly olive green color building. Another car even honked at him, but he refused to move until he was sure Mike was ok.

The artist could smell the strong scent of coffee beans as he entered the small, but busy café. He stood, clutching Dodge's leash tightly as his heart pounded in his chest so hard he thought it'd burst through his ribcage. He could hear many voices telling him that this place was quite crowded.

"Mike?" A soft, female voice asked, and he felt a familiar hand on his arm. Mike turned to his left, where the voice came from.

"Mom?" He asked quietly.

"Yes." Was the simple reply. "Wow...look at you. You're all grown up." Her hand remained on his arm, but she didn't hug him. Mike wasn't sure what she was doing since they were just standing there. Natalie Shinoda craned her neck to see behind her son at the door, but the only person to come through was an elderly male who walked straight to the counter. Natalie sighed and took Mike's hand. "Come now. We can sit and chat."

Mike was led to a table in the corner where he was strategically placed with his back to the door while Natalie sat facing it. There was a long moment of awkward silence, broken only when Natalie slid a cup along the wooden surface.

"I remembered you liked mint hot chocolate." She said, holding out the mug. Mike bit his lip, tempted to remind his mother he wasn't a child anymore. but being polite, he held out a shaking hand and took the cup from his mother.

"Thank you..." There was another long moment of silence, neither saying a word. For Mike, it was because everything that came to mind seemed the wrong thing to say. And Natalie, it because her eyes were glued to the door. Mike sipped the chocolate, it was so hot he singed his tongue and couldn’t even taste the mint. The artist swore quietly and his mother audibly gasped a few moments after, and her sound confused Mike. "Mom are you ok?" He asked. She didn’t say anything, but Mike jumped when he felt a pair of slender arms wrap around him, and soft lips press against his cheek.

"Sorry, I took so long, I couldn't find a spot close by." Chester stretched out his hand towards Mrs. Shinoda, a small smile on his lips. "It's lovely to meet you."

"You too!" Natalie Shinoda squeaked, practically leaping over the table to shake the hand of the male her son had fallen in love with. Chester almost jumped back when the woman lunged at him. Mike felt the table shake slightly, but was unaware of his mother's frantic actions. Chester pulled the chair beside Mike out from the table, and rest one hand on his lover's leg. Mike's cheeks tinged red, and he took his hand from the cup and rested it over Chester's.

Chester bit back a frown as he felt Natalie's eyes on him. He really didn't like how she was looking at him, like everyone else did. As if he was a piece of meat, a pretty trinket to be bought. It unnerved the model,still this was for Mike, and he had to remind himself that.

Suddenly Chester realized this was the first time they held hands in public. He looked to see Mike's finger's laced with his, and a small smile crept across his face. Not that he would tell Mike this, but he had gotten some insults as he rushed to the coffee bar--completely unoriginal ones like “fag” and “cock-smoker,” which still hurt. And yet, when he looked at their hands meshed perfectly together he realized it was worth it.

"So, Chester ..." The model looked up to see Mrs. Shinoda still staring at him intently. "...what has you interested in our little Mikey?" There was one moment in which Chester felt sickened. 'Our little Mikey?’ Where did she get off? She abandoned him, and now she refers to him as if he was the five year old she once nurtured.

"Well he's just...so amazing." Chester simply replied as he smiled at Mike who lowered his head, that adorable blush spreading across his cheeks. Chester 's grip on his hand tightened and his smile grew broader. Mrs. Shinoda nodded and leaned with her head in her hands, gazing intently at Chester as if he was the only person here.

Even Mike seemed to notice his mother's lack of interest in him as their time together went on. She was constantly asking Chester questions, complimenting Chester, and Mike was pretty damn sure her gaze hadn't left Chester since he walked into the coffee bar.

Mike also noticed that Chester answered the questions hesitantly, and tried to steer the conversation towards Mike. As the questions went on they became more personal, and Mike was soon painted out of the picture. Natalie Shinoda practically ignored him the entire time, and Chester was growing sick of it, as was Mike.

"Chaz?" He asked suddenly, tightening his grip on Chester 's hand. "Help me find the toilet?" Chester nodded and stood up suddenly. Dodge was slumbering on the ground, so Mike left the leash on the chair and allowed Chester, and Chester alone, to help him. As they made their was into the hallway towards the gents toilets, Mike stopped following and tugged on Chester 's hand, halting his lover.

"You ok, baby?" Chester asked as Mike leaned against the wall and sighed.

"No...I thought...maybe, just maybe she actually felt bad about abandoning me and now...she only contacted me cause of you." Chester lowered his head.

"I'm sorry." Mike rested a hand on Chester 's cheek.

"No, baby, no. I'm not blaming you, I'm blaming her. She's just a shallow being. She wouldn't have looked twice at me if I wasn’t with someone famous..." A single tear slipped from his eye. "I guess I just kinda convinced myself maybe she cared." Chester leaned forward and kissed away the tear from Mike's cheek. The hallway was empty, so there was no fear of being judged as Chester cupped Mike's cheeks and leaned into his lover. There was a moment in which their faces were centimeters apart, and they simply inhaled each others breaths before Mike leaned ever so slightly forward and fused their lips together in a sweet, caring kiss.

Chester smiled into the kiss before he leaned away, and rested his forehead against Mike's, who still wore a somber expression.

"I just want to go, Chester, " the artist whispered, "I just wanna get out of here. I don't wanna see her again." Chester nodded and took Mike's hand. He led his lover out into the main room where Mike's mother was staring out the window and Dodge was still slumbering on the floor. The two men walked over and Natalie jumped when she saw Chester, that horrid smile crossing her lips. Chester gripped his coat and her eyes widened.

"It was nice to meet you." He said through gritted teeth as Mike fumbled for Dodge's collar, tugging lightly at it to wake his dog. Natalie Shinoda frowned and stood up, gripping onto Chester's arm.

"Leaving so soon?" She asked. Mike could feel her hand on Chester as if she was gripping his own arm. He leaned forward, frowning.

"Listen! You never wanted to get to know me you just wanted the bragging rights to knowing Chester . Now please! Don't contact me ever again." Natalie watched wide eyed as Chester Bennington wrapped a protective arm around her teary eyed son, and led him out of the café. Mike clung to Chester as the warm LA air hit his face when they exited the coffee house. Dodge lagged behind, understanding Chester was leading as Mike stumbled along with his lover who was holding him up.

The younger of the two was practically distraught, but he bit back his silent tears and allowed Chester to search for the car while he tagged along. While he had ridden in the car on the way here, Mike had convinced himself that maybe, just maybe, his mother had always loved him and wanted him back, but that was a stupid thought.

Chester soon found the black Lamborghini and helped Mike into it after Dodge leapt in. They drove in silence for quite a while. Mike had his head rested against the tinted window as Chester focused on the road ahead.

"I'm sorry, baby..." Chester was the one to break the silence with a quiet apology.

"Why are you sorry?" Mike questioned, leaning back from the window. "You shouldn't be, babe...it was her...it's always her..." Chester nodded and looked out for some indication of what street they were on. He was pretty sure they were on the right track to get to the clinic but he didn't know what street they were driving along. It took some more driving until he was sure he was close by.

The clinic was located in the center of Los Angeles . They were lucky enough to find a place directly beside the building. Chester turned off the car after he parked and turned to Mike.

"So? Are you excited?" Chester asked, looking to his younger lover. "I mean...you'll be able to see soon." A genuine smile broke through Mike's previous frown, and he turned to his lover, who cupped Mike's face. "Think about it. You can see your art and the world and..."

"You." Mike finished, covering Chester 's hands with his own. "I can see you...that's what I want to see the most." Chester smirked and looked away as a blush covered his cheeks. "I suppose I wanna see what the world goes gaa-gaa for." Mike smiled as Chester looked back.

"You know what?" Chester smiled. "Of all the people in the world no one else’s opinion matters to me more than yours." Mike smiled and stroked the back of Chester's hand with his thumb.

"Well, let's go." He smiled, pecking Chester's lips before leaning back and searching for Dodge's leash. Chester smiled and nodded as he stood out of the car and gazed over at Mike, who closed to door and allowed Dodge to lead him to the sidewalk. Chester walked alongside them, whistling to Dodge when they reached the door so the dog understood to go inside when Chester held it open. Mike's stomach was a bundle of nerves as he walked into the stuffy office. The model jogged to the receptionist, informing the brunette behind the desk that he had made an appointment last night. The woman smiled and nodded, asking Chester to sit in the waiting room. Chester nodded and walked back to Mike, resting a hand on his lover's shoulder.

"C'mon." He simply said as he walked with Mike into the waiting room, which was painted a light cream color. The walls were bare and there was no magazines like most other waiting rooms. Chester sat beside Mike and across from a young woman wearing sunglasses with a golden retriever by her legs and a stick in one hand. She was alone with no one to support her. She wore slightly too large jeans and a red t-shirt. Her dirty blond hair fell over her right eye, but she seemed unaware of that. She was looking to her lap, lost in her own world. Other than the two men, she was the only other person here.

Chester couldn't help lean forward, and look at her.

"Excuse me," she didn't move, "excuse me...miss?" She looked up and took off her glasses, her large blue eyes gazing in his direction. "What's your name?" She bit her lip, looking fearful.

"I'm sorry, I don't talk to strangers." The moment she spoke Chester realized how young she looked.

"Oh, I’m sorry. My name's Chester . There, I'm not a stranger no more." The girl tilted her head, blinking slowly.

"Chester?" The model nodded.

"Chester Bennington."

"The model?" She gasped and he laughed.

"Yeah."

"Wow...I didn't know you were blind." She gasped, and Chester looked to Mike, who was listening in on their conversation.

"No, I'm not, but my friend here is." The girl nodded, brushing her hair away from her face, smiling. Chester tilted his head and gazed at her. She was so young. "So, what's your name?"

"Marie." She said quietly as her dog rested her head on her lap. She smiled and rubbed the retriever’s head. Chester decided to move closer, and knelt on front of her. He asked her if he could pet her dog, and she nodded, informing him the guide's name was Molly. Chester smiled, and cooed at the dog, scratching her behind the ear.

Mike sat in his place, smiling as he heard the baby talk erupt from his lover. He twirled his fingers in Dodge's fur as he listened to Chester and Marie chat. He heard the girl state she was fifteen, and here by herself. Her foster parents didn't know she was here. They didn't know she had been left money by her biological parents. She hadn't told them, because they'd probably use it for something themselves and she wanted this her whole life. Mike felt his heart sink at her confession. Fifteen years of blindness, more than twice as long as he had suffered through. The young girl had never had the joy of seeing anything in her life.

"Mr. Shinoda?" A strange voice called out, and Mike looked to his left where it was coming from. Chester straightened to see the male who they had made the appointment with.

"Dr. Clark?" He asked and the male nodded. Chester looked back to the girl. "It was lovely to meet you Marie." He smiled and she blushed.

"Y-you too." She smirked as Chester whistled. Both Molly and Dodge looked, but Mike's dog was the one to obediently stand and follow the model with Mike lagging behind. They followed the male into a small office with white walls. Dr. Clark sat in one seat while Mike's hand searched for the other. Chester was content with letting Mike have the place and leaned against the wall. Dr. Clark spoke to Mike, filling him in on how the procedure worked, the use of stem cells, as well as a few other important details. He informed Mike that after the surgery, there would be a two week healing period, in which he would have to wear casts over his eyes to protect them. Mike was beginning to grow excited, and Chester loved the smile across his lovers face.

The smile was wiped away when the doctor gave them the sum total of the price of the surgery. Chester could see the worried glint in Mike's eyes, but he rested his hand on his lovers shoulder and squeezed, letting him know it was ok. Mike's smile was weak, but he appreciated what Chester was doing for him, more than appreciated.

"Well now, I'm glad we're all up to speed on what is happening." Dr. Clark smiled towards the two men. "Now, Mr. Shinoda, we can perform the surgery on the sixth of October." Chester 's eyes widened.

"What?" He gasped. "That's three months away!" The doctor nodded. "Isn't there anything closer?" The doctor shook his head and Chester leaned on the table. "Listen...how much?"

"I beg your pardon." Dr. Clark stated as Chester rolled his eyes.

"How much extra for a closer date?" Mike gripped onto the hem of Chester 's t-shirt and tugged.

" Chester, no please. It's ok." Chester sighed and lowered his head.

"Three fucking months, Mike." Dr. Clark leaned forward on the table and looked up to the model.

"If anything close crops up...a cancellation or something I'll be sure to ring you." Mike started to fiddle at Dodges lead, not looking at the doctor.

"What about...Marie? That girl outside?" Dr. Clark shrugged.

"I'm afraid I haven't spoken to that girl yet."

"Well if a cancellation happens I want you to give it to her." Chester looked to Mike with wide eyes.

"Mike..."

"She hasn't seen her whole life Chester. I can wait a few months." The model nodded as did the doctor who said goodbye to both men before accepting payment from Chester and letting them leave. Mike slipped Dodges leash around his arm, and wrapped his arms around Chester 's body, hugging him from behind as the model stopped in the hallway.

Chester giggled when he felt Mike kiss his neck and nuzzle his face there.

"You are amazing!" Mike muttered before kissing his lover's jaw and inhaling his unique scent. Chester smiled, and wound his arms around the male behind him, pulling him closer.

"I know." The model said with a smug look on his face as Mike giggled. "But...I'd only do it for an amazing guy like you." Mike smiled and kissed Chester 's cheek, hugging him close. "I love you." Chester said quietly and suddenly, making Mike blush madly and bury his face in the crook of Chester 's neck.

"Love you too."

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Authors notes: I donno...did this suck? It's shorter I think.

Anyway I tried to research stuff on repairing blindness. It is possible with stem cell research and people who have only lost their sight for a period of their life like 10/20 years and have seen beforehand can be fully cured. I couldn't find a price hence why I never really mentioned one, couldn't get a full description of how it's don’t and have no idea for the healing time so to be honest I bullshitted that LOL, hope ye liked :D

Next Chapter: "I missed you too." Chester smirked, rubbing his nose against Mike's before pecking his lips lightly once more. "Are you ready?" A broad, toothy smile crossed Mike's face and he nodded furiously, tears welling in his eyes. He clung to Chester's body and buried his face in the crook of his lovers neck.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Mike began to sob lightly as Chester laughed and hugged him back. "I mean this, none of this would happen if it wasn't for you...I love you so much!"

R/R please :D