Michael sees things he shouldn't when he meets Luke. (completed. highest ranking #52 in fanfiction)

{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}

Michael is looking for a new start and a way to manage his anger issues when he moves back to Sydney, leaving his mum behind, and moves in with his former best friend, Ashton. Unfortunately, Michael finds that starting over is much more difficult than he expects; Michael doesn't expect that there'd be a boy so timid Michael can't even raise his voice around him, and Michael certainly doesn't expect to care. But he does care, and if Michael doesn't learn to control his anger soon, Luke Hemmings might slip away--and Michael can't let that happen. Highest rank: Fanfiction #19

"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking as they rested on the table. "You have a dark spirit following you." Who knew from that day, Michael's world would get turned upside down, all by a dark spirit named Luke Hemmings.