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Disclaimer: I do not own Pet Shop of Horrors, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Where you belong

Pairing: Chris / Tetsu

Genre: Yaoi, Shonen Ai, Humor, Romance,
General.

Type, Yaoi, continuing story. Mystery.

Warnings: Male/ male, relationship, don’t
like it, don’t read it! Sexual situations not suitable for minors, I Mean It! I
do not want to get in trouble, sorry. Bloody scenes and bad eating habits of a
certain species, Dirty talking, mild violence, and some bad scenes I will point
out.

My bad
grammar and spelling! Sorry, I am native German so please bear with my English.
I have already given it to one of my betas, until then, you have to read it
like it is.

Summary: Chris lives now alone. He has
still not gotten over his loss of all of his friends. Then one day he meets a
new friend that seems strangely familiar to him.

Note: Flamers will be laughed at!

Chapter
one,

A new
friend?

Chris
sighted out loudly; it had been a long day for the 16 years old human. The
university of the youngest Orcot sucked he found and his study mates were busy
all the time to harass the youngster in their middle because of his age and
looks quite often.

Groaning to
himself, the Blonde packed his belongings away and fleet inside the bathroom to
take a long bath!

Tomorrow he
would turn 17 and as usual, he would spend his birthday alone…only his brother
still called him. Leon was somewhere in China…well, at least that had told his
last card. The young human shakes his head and hid a smile…11 years, his
brother searched now for 11 years after D, and still the Kami seem to avoid it
to meet him at all costs!

Chris was
fairly sure that the Kami never realized it fully why his family was so famous
for their stubbornness! Now he laughter aloud, poor D, the youngster thought,
his brother was hopeless when it came to that.

Then
suddenly, a wave of melancholy hit him again.

Since the
nasty incident from two years ago, when he had a more then awful argument with
his oh so loving parents, that ended with his leave…. since that day
they had never called him again.

Sure, his
family made certain that Chris owned now a small apartment with two rooms, a
small but nice kitchen and a storeroom he used as an office, but they never
again talked to him.

He had only
told the truth. What else should he have done? They never believed him anything
when he did try it to tell them what he saw in the shop…only Sam did but she
was more open for such things as his conservative parent replicas. It ended
with it that he one day refused it to take the medicals they thought he needed
and went to his brother for help.

Leon’s rage
had nearly reminded the boy on a tornado, not to mention that he broke his
uncles jaw with a blow in the process …after he found that out with the
medicals.

Since then,
Chris lived nearly alone. Sam came sometimes over or called him, but ever only
then when her parents were not home.

Leon, let
him be as he was, had once begun to give money to a bank account for him…. he
made sure that Chris could do with 15 what he wanted.

The small
money account now gave the youth the security to study and since his uncle and
aunt paid for his flat, he had even some spare money for other things.

He had
grown allot in the last years, not as tall or powerfully built in frame as
Leon, but tall nerveless.

Chris was
more the slender type of a human being. Sometimes he wearied glasses because of
his slight eye problems but only to read with them on the computer screen.

He studied Biology.

Moreover,
the youth was one of the best in his classes! He had made it through school in
record time and then gotten this stipendium on the LA University for studying.
Chris could be proud upon himself and that not for nothing.

But to be
this young, to have that IQ and to be too smart for his own good could also be
a curse…. especially when you were called eerie all the time from others…

He had
cased with the years to yearn after his old live and his friends in the pet
shop.

Chris only
sometimes asked himself what he could have done to deserve a punishment like
this.

One day he
had happily chatted with Pon Chan, Tetsu, and the next, he suddenly sat in the
car of his uncle and got a lecture about it that it gave no such a thing as
animals that looked human.

There in
the car it had been when young Chris suddenly realized it that he was alone…and
what he had lost. Sure, Leon tried to soothe the sad boy but failed miserably
all the time. What his brother took much worse as Chris…. he even went so far
to promise him to give D the picture back…that was 11 years ago.

He washed
his now nearly waist length blond hair…another thing no one seems to accept,
his want to have long hair like his brother.

He had
denied it to let it cut since his 8 year, ok, Chris thought, maybe it was a
little longer as some thought it was appropriate for a male but hell, he loved
the long mane mostly… means, when he had not to wash them!

Then the
long strands of gold could be a pain to dry later!

They told
him he looked like a girl with them… his classmates as also his uncle and aunt.
Leon shrugged it off and told them to shut the fuck up and to leave him alone
already…that he would grow out of that sooner or later.

Now with
nearly seventeen, the most thought at the campus that Christopher was gay and
called him often names.

He gave
nothing upon it, ignored it mostly, they could call him what hey wanted, he
thought, he was not gay and just loved his hair, final!

What did
they all have against nice and fitting clothes or to look fine anyways? Does
everybody had to look ruffled and casual because it was the current stile?

He loved
his stile of fine attire with the silken pants and the silken shirts…what was
wrong with his Chinese shirt? He felt good in these garments and they hindered
not his movements.

In summer,
he had also not their problems with sweating and did not smell horrible…what
reminded Chris on it to buy tomorrow the nice beige set he saw in the shop in
Chinatown. He had wanted it now for longer to purchase but never had enough
money for the expensive attire before.

Besides
that, Pon would kill him if she ever found out that he dressed not neatly and
Christopher Orcot wanted not to make all of her teachings and effort on him go
waste.

Even after
all these years, the young man still could hear her telling him with Shuko
together to dress up more fittingly and not like a garbage.

Tetsu had
often scold the boy when he had sat in the main room in filthy clothing or when
Chris took not a shower before he went to bed…he smirked at the reminiscence…one
day the horned youth had dragged the youngster in the shower after he got back
to the shop from a visit of his brothers flat. Tetsu was steaming mad at Leon
for letting the boy trip in the messy flat, over a bottle with syrup and then
did not even washed the boy before he send him back. Chris learned some
interesting new curses that afternoon…

After that,
the Totetsu had put him in his night clothes and send him to bed…back then, the
beast had more acted like a brother as Leon.

Then again,
was that a wonder?

Leon mostly
was too busy with his crime chores in the police station and to catch criminals
all the time.

Tetsu, well
Tetsu was mostly around Chris to find and even slept with the boy in one bed
often. Much to D´s constant worries…why he did, Chris never found out.

The beast
never harmed Christopher, just snuggled in his side, or cradled Christopher
into his chest all the time. Mostly did he mumble about Christopher’s habit to
use him as a pillow replica all the time?

Strangely
enough, Tetsu never tried to escape…or showed Chris away when the boy grasped
him in his sleep.

He missed
that the most in the beginning…the caring feeling the Tao Tie always gave Chris
when he had been close to.

Chris
needed a full year to learn again to sleep alone…but the feeling of isolation
was ever nearby when Christopher went to bed, even until today…

Today had
been a surprise.

Between
classes he got beleaguered again from Colin Barger only that this time a new
member of their study classes stopped the Fun of the bulky man and his dim-witted
friends.

They had
laughed at his outfit again and called him a fag then unexpectedly…

“ Does that
then mean that I be one too?”

The voice
was like mysterious, cold and settled, as if the speaker used it to make sure
that he got Chris attackers attention.

This silken
voice belonged to a lean and tall male with long, very long black tresses, tied
in the neck of the male with an expensive antique piece of a golden hair bind.

The face
was what caught Chris attention immediately; that man was very attractive and
the eyes looked like black onyx, he could tell this man was not American native
at all. His features gave him as an Asian on miles away.

Strangely
enough, even Chris had to ogle, even if happened out of dissimilar motives as
Colin and the others did it. The stranger wearied a very expensive looking
cheongsam!

He had not
seen such a beautiful piece of traditional Chinese attire in years…black basis
color with a hand stitched beast design in gold and red tones…it must have cost
a fortune!

Not to
mention that the entire man gave an atmosphere of strength and superior away
that was not normal either. The young man could only look intently at the other
man, why was he suddenly feeling like he had meet this man before in his live?

Chris was
sure he did not! Surely, he would remember such a marking face and that voice!
Colin, not knowing what to say for once, snorted and tried to look intimidating
at the new arrived man but it worked not as he was used to it. The black haired
man just gave him a sneer and raised a brow at his macho behaves…then he had
the courage to shrug it of and to go around the bulky man to examine the damage
of Christopher’s, by now violated shirt. They had thrown ink on him…like
children!

The
stranger tsked and without to turn around he began to address Colin again in
his chilly, deep rich voice from before.

“I really
hope that you receive more money as your outfit give off…because the cleaning
of this silk alone will cost you a fortune!”

Colin gaped
at the tall man who seemingly overlooked him all the time, and then he made the
mistake to grab the Chinese male by his clothing to pull him around to him.

Well, tried
to grasp him was the better choice of words because the other abruptly turned
and stared at him with cold dark eyes and a look that vowed dead to Colin if he
dared to sully his cheongsam with his filthy fingers.

Somehow,
even a bit smaller in stature as Colin, the new one manage it in some way to
look more dangerous as the dirty blond haired man. The bully stopped his assault
midway and turned his shaking hand down again.

Colin
Barger gulped at the look and made that he leaved the scenery. Throwing mean
comments about faggots out at the pair who before long stand alone in the
hallway when he and his bullies vanished finally.

“What a
waste of time and space! Who was that brute?”

His voice which
now addressed the still a little dazzled looking Chris was now warm as honey
and rich as wine. Did he imagine things here, or had the other just terrified
the university troublemaker away?

Chris told
him Colin’s name in a rather soft voice, still not knowing what got him the awareness
of a man like this.

Again, the
other took the border of his favorite Chinese silk top in his hand, the fingers
had long flawlessly manicured nails on them, Chris noted unconsciously.

“ I am ill-mannered
(he let go of it again after a little inspection and addressed Christopher in
the same affectionate voice from before) I have to ask for forgiveness, my name
is Wong. (A short bow that Christopher clumsily returned after some seconds and
an introduction of Chris followed suit. The other gingerly took his belongings
from the ground then he motioned Christopher to tag along) This is unfortunate
for you, the shirt will need qualified cleaning…how it comes that such a …brute…on
an institute like this?”

Chris could
only laugh at the playful tone the man called Wong used to address Colin as a brute.
It got him a grin of the black haired man in return. “ I don’t know, I try to stay
away from him mostly but sadly he seems to have picked on me out of a point I
do not know…thank you for help me. But I fear, he will now also pick on you,
sir.”

“I am not a
sir, just Wong (the other smiled at Chris affectionately before a cold smirk
graced his features swiftly) and to your concerns about my welfare, lets just
say he will be surprised if he try…that. Don’t worry, I am fully able to take
care of myself.”

Chris felt
shivers run down his spine, somehow the lean man reminded him suddenly at a
hunter and not truly a human being when he smirked uncaringly like that!

Chris could not help it, why was he thinking
and reacting as if he did know this new man?

Even the
way he seems to smirk…all reminded him of someone…only he could not put it to
whom.

Shaking the
irritating feeling in the back of his mind off for now, the youth followed the
other out of the building and soon found out that Wong seem to live in the same
direction as him.

On the way
home, both soon began to chatter sociable with each other, oddly enough. Chris
never was easy in making friends since he left the shop…he feared too much the
others would turn against him in time or just leave him like the others had
done it.

With Wong,
he had the feeling he could tell him everything.

Not was
this man handsome enough to be a model, he had a great sense of dry humor and
so Chris soon found himself enjoy the company of the other more then he
normally did enjoy others company.

Chris lived
near the Chinatown and figured the other would probably live in it.

Wong seem
to have the talent to read his mind to a certain extend. He often asked Chris
questions the other did not expect and so startled the younger man often. Yet,
he never went to far or asked him private things. He reminded Chris a little at
D. only a little however he was feeling at ease with this bizarre man.

The other
told him that he had moved here shortly to work as a cook in one of the
expensive restaurants. That he also wanted to end his studies at the university
and that he felt a little displaced here in the USA. The younger Orcot could
only speculate, the restaurant the Phoenix garden he did know, and it was an
expensive place with only the best cooks in Chinatown.

His new companion
must be a high caliber as a chef to work there!

When Wong
asked him if he would be tomorrow at the University too he shakes his fair-haired
head and told him that he had his birthday the next day. That got him a puzzled
look from the black haired male beside him. Chris did not know why, but he
suddenly told Wong that he would stay at home alone the next day, he even told
him a part of why no one would be there with him tomorrow and that he did miss
his brother dearly. Chris had no clue why, but somehow he felt right to tell Wong
that all.

Wong just
smiled sorrowfully at the younger man and after some seconds he suddenly gave
Chris his possessions back. He told him that he had to go another way now, so both
parted on the corner that marked unnoticed the area to the Chinatown.

Chris lived
not far from here in a small apartment complex.

Before the
black haired man leaved, he asked Chris if he would do him the kindness to come
to the restaurant the next day in the afternoon. First Christopher tried to
turning it down but soon he gave up and agreed to appear with a defeated smile
on his face…Wong had insisted for him to come.

He watched
the other go until he was not to see any longer, a strange feeling of tranquility
and happiness filled the young man all the time.

He really
did not know why, but for the first time for years, Christopher Orcot felt not
alone any longer.

Now, here
he was, blow-drying his long hair that seems to have enthralled the Chinese man
so much. All their way back he saw the attractive man give him strange looks,
nothing bad or so, just as if he was memorizing his looks…Chris blushed intensely,
Wong had also been fascinated with the length of the golden mane.

He wearied
it mostly in a loose ponytail; this avoided it to entangle itself all the time,
and to get them into his face. Two times the other went even so far to touch
along the long hair…normally Christopher would have told everybody that he did
not like it to be touched. Strangely enough, he let the other do what he
pleased…he was sure he was now redder in the face as a tomato!

What did he
think?

Then the
looks the couple got when they walked along the roads back in the direction of
the Chinatown, some passengers had even stopped and looked after them! He did
not really want to know what they must have thought…but Chris had to give, they
both must have given off an fascinating view. Wong with his long black hair and
he with his golden mane, chuckling now the boy slipped into his pajamas and
went to his bedroom.

Christopher
was not exactly gay but not straight either, he found out a while ago that he
liked both gender and Wong certainly was a extremely handsome man. With his
dark looks, he had caught the younger man fully. The pale skin made an attractive
difference to his black hair, Chris mused.

Now madly
blushing, he hided his burning face in the cushion, Chris was just hoping that
the other never found out! Who knew, maybe he was considering him as a friend
of some sort…surely such a man already had somebody else.

…Why then,
Chris thought all of a sudden, why then does that thought makes me sad?

He closed
his eyes in exhaustion. After all, he could do nothing against it at the
present. Chris decided to see what the next day brought him, now; he was too
tired for philosophy about it anyway.

The rest of
he night, Christopher slept peacefully and dreamed of his past days in the Pet
Shop.

When he had
been happy and played all the time with a certain red head called Tetsu.

Please
let me know if you like it, the plot took me awhile and this will have four or
five chapters.

I
wanted to make a different try this time. Since I am now fan of shota, I choose
to make Christopher older. And I have to admit, I loved Wong alias Tetsu! (Has
a stupid attraction to black haired and red haired man in general^^;)

It
got me angry when he had to leave that form…anyway, I am a hopeless fan of this
pair, and they are just too cute in the Manga!

Suryallee.
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