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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or series of Wolf’s Rain. They belong to BONES & Keiko Nobumoto. This story is non-profit for my own and others’ enjoyment. Thank you. :)

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Hello! Yay, it’s getting very good now. Finally, right?! <3

Caution: Further chapters will contain mature content such as language and yaoi, Tsume/Toboe. Be forewarned.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or series of Wolf’s Rain. They belong to BONES & Keiko Nobumoto. This story is non-profit for my own and others’ enjoyment. Thank you. :)

Fall Into You

A glaring light awakened the sleeping man who squinted his eyes as the fuzzy images above him began to take shape. The ceiling was a stark white, casting bright fluorescent lights over him. He caught the scent of antiseptics and bleach, which startled him. He sat up, immediately feeling an intense pain shoot through his left leg and into his nerves. Looking down at himself while grimacing, he saw that he wasn’t dressed in the jeans, red tank and jacket that he’d worn that day, but in a hospital gown. A hospital gown?

He looked around, seeing that the room was empty aside from he and the two beds, one of which he occupied as well as the cabinets and extra chairs for sitting. The light was shining brightly through the slits of the dark curtain that hung on the window to his right. Wait, why was it so bright? Minutes ago it was just beginning to grow dark… Unless it was the next day. He frowned; Shit.

He could hear the sounds of machines and people outside the cracked door of his room and he wondered what was going on. What had happened and how did he end up in this place? He then noticed running tubes attached to his arms, which flowed from two bags hanging next to him, one clear and the other red; it was blood.

“No!” He heard a muffled voice from outside the door, “Please let me see him!” it pleaded.

“I’m sorry,” came a woman’s voice, most likely a nurse. “But he’s resting right now. Visitor hours will be later this afternoon.”

“No, you don’t understand! I have to see him! I waited all night!”

The man realized who it was, “Toboe!” he shouted.

“Tsume!” a startled voice replied, the door swinging open. The boy cam bursting in, tears in his eyes and threw himself next to the man’s beside, crying into the warm sheets. The nurse followed behind him but let go of the matter when she saw the scene he was making. She placed a finger on her mouth, “Shhh,” and glanced at the man, who nodded in reply.

Tsume placed his hand on the boy’s head as he cried into the bed. “Stop it,” he spoke softly, “I’m fine.” He frowned when the boy didn’t listen. After a few minutes he calmed down, but kept his head buried in the sheets. “I thought you were going to die.” Toboe spoke in a hushed voice. “They wouldn’t tell me what was going on; they wouldn’t let me see you.”

The boy looked up for a reaction, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. The man looked off to the cracks of sunlight coming in through the window, not wanting to meet his gaze. “Well, I’m alive now aren’t I? So quit your whining, runt.” He spoke harshly. His mind was beginning to recall the events from the day before. He remembered the fight and he could feel the wound in his leg and shoulders and how his bones ached. He remembered the chase and the younger boy that ran after him. And then he remembered the moment they had shared. He began to feel his face become flushed.

He closed his eyes, trying to forget it, but he couldn’t. A hand was then placed over his own, “Tsume,” spoke the boy. He yanked his hand away, biting his lip.

The boy frowned, “Do you know what happened?”

Tsume shot his head around and looked at Toboe; he didn’t know. All he remembered was fainting from the loss of blood, now making sense that he was hooked up to fluids. “Tell me.” He asked.

“You changed!” Toboe exclaimed, not waiting long to reply, “Just like me. You turned into a wolf. I don’t think they even saw it though. They didn’t know it was you so they left.” He paused but then continued as he looked down at the rumpled sheets, still kneeling on the floor. “You wouldn’t wake up though. I was scared. I went to find help, but I was still a wolf. I couldn’t find anyone and by the time I got back, you had changed back. And they were carrying you away in the ambulance. It was just like before… “ he bit his lip, “And I couldn’t change back. So I followed you here. I waited and waited before I went back to normal. But then they wouldn’t let me see you. You were really messed up.” He began to cry again, “Tsume, I was so scared.”

The boy grabbed onto the man’s arm who did not pull away this time, but rather remained still as if he felt sorry for him. “Toboe.” He spoke gently.

Toboe looked up at the man’s face, not expecting what he saw. He was smiling, his face softened and kind. The boy bit his lip again and out came a soft cry when Tsume placed his hand against his warm, wet cheek. “I’m not going anywhere so stop your crying, all right?” He then roughly messed up the boy’s hair with a smirk, “Besides, you’re embarrassing me.”

Toboe wiped away his tears once more, nodding with a smile.

…

It wasn’t until the end of the day that Tsume was released from the hospital, reluctantly of course. But he had insisted on leaving, that he was perfectly fine to go. And so with much disagreement and hesitation, as well as insistence upon his part, the doctors agreed. Toboe was worried though.

“Do those guys know where I live?” he asked as they waited for a cab.

“No. So don’t worry so much. We’ll be fine for now.” Tsume replied.

“Fine for now?” the boy couldn’t help but worry.

“Yes, we’re fine.” The reply was very short, so Toboe decided not to ask again, even though he would be worried regardless of Tsume’s assurance.

The cab ride was silent, as well as uncomfortable. The older one had made a clear distinction that he wished to be left alone and sat to one end of the backseat. The younger one frowned, wishing he could be closer to him and feel his touch. But now things were different and weird. Why was Tsume being so cold to him? He was afraid to say anything since he had asked about the men while they were waiting for their ride. But now, the silence was just as deadening and threatening as ever. He waited patiently until they were home and anxiously jumped out of the cab, longing for air.

He looked back at his older friend, who was paying for their ride. He looked down at the wounded leg and the bloodstains on the jeans from where the slash had been. But now, underneath the ripped part there was a white bandage covering the damage that had been done. He was carrying his jacket and the arm that had been wounded was also bandaged tightly. He frowned as the man turned around, catching his glimpse before he followed after him. The boy quickly turned away and began to fidget with the front door’s lock as he came up behind him.

It was dark out now and he could barely see what he was doing, the streetlight just barely flickering above. He thought for sure that he had the key turned all the way in but it wouldn’t budge. He groaned, trying to push it open. Just then, his companion grabbed the knob from him and pushed in the door with no trouble. He walked inside and the boy followed, biting his lip.

Tsume walked over to the sofa and threw his jacket over the back, slumping himself in next. He threw his arms up over his head with a grimace as this stretched his shoulder’s wound, but quickly found himself able to relax, closing his eyes. Toboe closed the door behind him, the silence still thick between them.

“Tsume?” he muttered, afraid to speak at a regular tone. He didn’t get an immediate reply and locked the door, frowning to himself. Why was he so afraid? What was wrong? Had he done something? He thought that everything was going so well. But now his friend would hardly even look at him.

“Tsume, please…” he walked up behind him, the man’s back turned away from him. He wanted so badly to touch him, to be near him. “What did I do wrong?” he asked sheepishly, looking to the ground. “Are you mad at me?”

Tsume opened his eyes and glanced at the boy behind him. Toboe wouldn’t meet his gaze and he wondered why. It wasn’t that he was mad at the boy. It was just that everything that had happened was too much for him to think about. It was easier if he just ignored him. But it wasn’t that easy, was it?

“Come here.” The man sighed and patted the seat next to him.

The boy perked up and did as he was told. He sat next to the man, but still cautiously of course. He sat there for a while as Tsume once again closed his eyes, relaxing his aching bones. He didn’t sit too close, allowing another space between them for the distance he knew the older wolf needed right now.

“Tsume?” The boy broke the silence after a few minutes.

“Hmm?” came the reply.

“I was wondering,” he looked down, “Those guys, they were going to kill you, right?” The man didn’t reply so he continued, “Well, do you want some money?”

Tsume’s eyes opened and he looked at him, “Are you kidding?” he asked.

Toboe shook his head, not meeting his stare. “I have money from my Gran. She left it to me when she died.”

“Your Gran?”

“My grandmother.” He paused, “It doesn’t matter how much. I can pay it!” He met him in the eyes, completely sincere.

Tsume began to understand why the kid had been so upset. Being in that old hospital probably reminded him of everything. He’d almost lost him too. It was probably overwhelming for the runt.

He frowned, “No, Toboe.” He looked away.

“Why not?! Tsume, they could kill you!” the boy pleaded with him, grabbing onto his arm.

Tsume snapped and pushed him back, “Then so be it! It’s my damned responsibility, not yours! I got myself into it and I’ll get myself out of it! That’s it! SO LEAVE IT ALONE!” He stopped, his eyes widened, realizing that he’d scared him again, the boy shaking and cowering next to him.

He softened and sat back, “Look, maybe this isn’t a good idea.” He hated to admit it, but the words escaping his mouth pained him to say so.

“What do you mean?” Toboe replied, his breathing quickening.

“I mean that this whole thing is stupid.” Oh no; he was doing it again. He had become used to hardening himself and giving up on others and here he was again. He knew he didn’t need to be this way around Toboe, but he couldn’t help it. It was who he was.

“What happened back there,” He bit his lip, not wanting to look at the boy, “I didn’t mean it. It was a mistake.” He paused when there was no answer then continued, “This whole thing’s a big mistake. Maybe it’s best if we just forget about everything. If we just went back to the way it was before, we wouldn’t be here. Our own separate lives were fine the way they were.”

“Really?! Do you really mean that?!”

Tsume turned to look at the boy whose tears welled up in his eyes. He expected a reaction, but not one like this.

“How can you just forget everything?! How was your life any better before?!” Toboe yelled and stood up, the anger and tears fueling his insides, “Don’t you remember everything that we went through together?! Don’t you remember, Tsume?!”

Tsume froze as random memories of the boy once again flooded through his mind. He bit his lip, “Toboe,” he muttered. He felt angry, but livened as the boy accused him of such things. It was an odd feeling boiling in his stomach.

“How can this whole thing be a mistake?! I was so alone before I found you,” Toboe was crying now, “Weren’t you alone too?! Why is it so hard for you to trust me and be near me?!” He gripped his hands into fists, “Please, Tsume… Can’t you see that I love you?!”

That was it; the man couldn’t hold back any longer.

The boy’s eyes opened wide as he was startled by a soft kiss. He closed his eyes and melted into it slowly, feeling Tsume’s firm arms wrapping around him and pulling him closer. His older companion pulled back gently, his golden eyes softened as he gazed into his hazel ones.

Toboe softly exhaled, gazing into the once vacant expression that now longed for him, “I’ve always loved you, Tsume.” He spoke gently, kissing his companion once again as tears escaped him.

“Toboe,” the older wolf breathed, letting himself go in the wave of desire that crashed upon them. He kissed the boy harder this time, the memories of yesterday returning to him. He recalled the runt’s scent, his touch and the moans that escaped his lips. He remembered the feeling of the rain as it poured down upon them and the sounds of the city that disappeared as everything around them began to fade away.

And right now, all that mattered was this moment, just as it had before.

Tsume held onto the boy who was now on his lap, his legs positioned on each side of him. He found himself pressing in closer as each kiss grew more passionate than the last, his tongue escaping his mouth and into the other one. He dug his fingers into the soft auburn hair, just as the boy placed a hand onto the back of his head and leaned in closer. He pulled Toboe into him, one arm around his back and the other underneath him, supporting his weight.

Their lips did not part once, but grew in hunger as the younger one wrapped his arms around the older one, not wanting to let go, not wanting to lose this moment. Every time that he moaned, the man that held onto him became more excited and quickened his speed.

The moonlight shone through the window as Tsume lifted Toboe up with him as he stood, the boy’s legs tightly wrapped around his middle. He ignored all bodily pain that presented itself as they continued to melt into each other, making their way past the sofa, past the hallway and to the bedroom. They stumbled, things were knocked over in their path, but all was ignored, all was put on hold and time itself froze still as they began to fall into each other.

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Wowee! So beautiful, right? I love Tsume and Toboe… ::sigh:: Please review.. <3 xoxo
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