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The bell of the high school rang, releasing those attending classes. Kiba and Hige walked side by side, not really saying much to each other; nodding a good bye to anyone that would say it to them.
'I wonder if I've got time to stop for food?' Wondered the oranget. 'Shit...' He dropped his shoulder slightly letting the strap of the bookbag fall down into his hand. Unzipping the mental ball-and-chain, he nosed around inside shoving this paper and that out of the way. "Raats. Hey, Kiba, I gotta go back to my locker a minute."
"Okay." He blinked when Hige's lips planted themselves on his cheek. "Gimme your keys; I'll warm the car up."
"Oh..." He said nearly inaudible. Digging in his pocket he yanked out his car key with a little white wolf and moon keychain attached to it. It reminded him of Kiba somehow, which is why he'd bought it from the market when he'd seen it. "There you go. Haha, don't go speeding off without me."
Kiba smiled a silent laugh. "You found me out."
"Well, if there's anyone that knows you better than yourself it's your lover." He weaved his way down the hall, shoving through a tidal wave of teenagers.
Kiba watched him until he was out of sight, then he headed out of the building. His path was straight ahead; however, when he saw a familiar back he followed that kid instead.
"Hey, Yuji!" He called.
The teen turned with a smile hearing his name - he'd thought it was a friend of his - but, then noticed Kiba approaching; he gulped feeling his nerve slip. "Oh h-hey, Kiba." Came a squeak of a voice. "You having a good day...?" He started to say before he rushed into his next words. "I'm really sorry for picking that fight! I swear! I never meant anything by it!"
"I know. That's why I wanted to talk to you..." Kiba informed, walking toward the classmate strongly enough that Yuji backed into a bush.
Yuji leaned back feeling the sharp cold leaves pressing into his sweater. "L-look, Kiba, you better not do anything violent; we're not alone out here... and I can yell pretty loud." He looked from left to right to see if anyone were watching the two of them.
Kiba shook his head, easing back on him. "I don't wanna fight you. I just wanted to ask why you picked a fight with me that day? That's all."
"W-well..."
"Remember kid," the model was saying.
"I know, I know. I never say you." Yuji replied.
Yuji blinked back from his thoughts, and sighed. "I'd already told you in the note..." He reminded. "I was just having a bad day."
"Maybe, or maybe someone put you up to it..." Kiba glared at the shivering coward, as though he were trying to force the words out of his mouth. "Did you know that on that day I had to stay after school, my little brother was abducted by someone?"
"He was?!" Yuji's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "He never told me the reason..." The teen mumbled.
'I thought so.' Kiba growled. "Who never told you? What reason?"
Yuji hesitated. Scared a little. He'd promised Tsume he wouldn't say anything to Kiba but, he didn't know the guy was a pervert of any kind. Certainly not an abductor! "It was uuuhh... it waaaasss... Ts-"
"Hey, Kiba!" Hige called as he walked out of the building.
When the Wolf teen turned his head Yuji dashed off. "Hey!?" Kiba reached out for him pointlessly. He was already gone.
"He sure ran off in a hurry - fast, too. Haha, he should go out for track." Hige laughed at his comment.
"Dammit, Hige." Kiba complained.
"What?"
"I was trying to get some answers from Yuji, when you distracted me." He explained. "I think he was gonna tell me who had put him up to that fight."
"No way... Geez, Kiba, I'm sorry." He patted his lover's shoulder.
Kiba shrugged his hand off.
Narrowing his eyes; Hige turned away from him heading towards the car speaking as he went. He wasn't about to have them fighting when they're supposed to be beginning a 'lovecation'. But with Kiba one never knows. "Hn. Be that way, then!" Okay. So he could be a bit impossible himself; and it would seem today his glutton-for-punishment-side was coming out. "Besides, it's amazing how when you want answers from anyone it must be told - but when it comes to getting answers from you everyone can just fuck-off, right?"
"Maybe they can." Kiba remarked following after him. "Anyway what exactly are you so hell-bent on knowing?"
"What do you think!?" Hige grabbed Kiba's left arm.
The Wolf teen glared at him before snatching his arm away. Hige smirked knowingly, saying. "Yeah, I thought so."
"Tch." He opened the door on the driver's side. "I'm driving."
"Yeeeah, go ahead." He climbed into the passenger side; crossing his arms over his chest. He tried calming his voice as he spoke, but he suddenly just couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling. This was always a sensative subject for both of them; but what does Kiba expect!? That he would see something like that and not be curious all over again? Not likely.
"Listen, I'm sorry." He apologized.
"No, it's ok. We'll talk when we get home." Kiba assured. "Let's just pretend it never happened."
"Already there," Hige answered. 'Gonna be kinda hard though, when I know your idea of talking is another roll in the sheets or wherever... What are you hiding, Kiba?'
The car drove away from the school in a slow rush due to the snow - even though, it was melting from the sun. Better safe than sorry in this chilly weather.
# #
Cher clipped her hair up into a mini bun, setting it to the back of her head. She gnawed on a pencil that was held in her mouth until her hands were finished fixing her hair to take it out.
Cheza appeared at the door of the classroom; a smile gently playing across her face while she waited for her mother. Talking with Taki had really helped the girl to understand that what was going on with her parents wasn't her fault. That sometimes two people just can't be together, no matter how much they wanted it to work. And though the quiet girl had her doubts, seeing her mother made her realize that Taki was right. Cher always greeted Cheza with a smile and she loved her very much. Her father loves her, too.
"Cheza, has Toboe left already?" Her mother asked.
Cheza was about to answer when Toboe poked his head into the door with a big grin. He was still beaming from his ride with Tsume, and the rush he got from not being caught. Who knew you could get such thrills out of life by doing practically nothing?
"Hey, Mrs. Cher." He greeted. "Kiba told me to wait in here with you, until he came in and got me himself." He inwardly rolled his eyes.
The two kids entered the classroom. Cher twisted her mouth to the side, and frowned; her hands absently reached over and smoothed her daughter's hair. "I have to stay after today," a small crowd was beginning to fill the room. "Toboe, go find Hubb. He should... No, you know what, I'll just..."
"Mrs. Cher, I'll be okay." Toboe waved his hands. "I'm not going anywhere this time. Once is enough for me."
Cher had her doubts; her head was slowly beginning to shake. "I don't know."
"Hey, Mrs. Lebowsky!" A young girl waved.
"Hi, Mao."
Toboe and Cheza watched the Stamp Club file into the room; and the stress line on Cher's forehead was becoming more noticeable. Toboe flashed her his mentor Hige's: Say yes, it's so easy to say yes, grin.
"I'm gonna kick myself for this, but... go ahead."
"Okay!" Toboe couldn't have sounded happier.
"But wait!" She called the two running figures back into the room. "Stay inside the building; don't even poke your head out of the door."
"We won't." Toboe took Cheza's hand then vanished into the hallway.
Placing a hand to her forehead, the exhausted teacher shook her head in dismay. "I hope Kiba doesn't chew my head off for that."
In the hallway. Toboe was glowing with news! He can't wait to tell Cheza what he did earlier! "You won't believe it, Chez'... I ate lunch today with Tsume Keina - the model!"
The girl seemed happy for him mixed with a bit of confusion; she never knew what Toboe was going on about now adays.
"It was awesome; we ordered a Puu-puu platter, and shared from each other's plates and everything!" He threw his hands up in the air to example just how much of everything he had done.
"This one is happy for Toboe." Commented the girl.
"Hehehe, and what about you?" He nudged the girl lightly with his elbow. "You seem really happy all of a sudden. What's changed?"
"This one..." she thought a moment. "This one is sure that everything will be all right."
"You mean your parents aren't splitting up?" Toboe looked relieved and surprised.
"No. This one did not say that, but this one knows that... even if this one's parents are apart, they will always love her." She smiled brighter.
Toboe grinned back, giving his friend's hand a squeeze. "I'm happy for you, Cheza."
They reached the large three set of double-doors and stepped against the wall to stay out of traffic. Toboe bounced his butt against the cool, painted bricks; humming a tune that was playing in the car the first time he went for a ride with Tsume. He's still feeling really good.
'I wonder if Tsume's outside? Maybe he's waiting to see me again? It's not like I'm breaking some law or anything by being his friend.' He smirked mischievously. 'And if he wants to go for a ride, I'll just tell him "No". And he'll understand because we're friends; and he knows that no, means no; and being not a pervert or weirdo, he won't persist.'
Grinning now from ear-to-ear, he pushed off the wall glancing around from behind the large glass windows. He didn't see any signs of Tsume, but he saw Hige's mop of hair. "Come on, Cheza, there's my brother." With a little force, he shoved the doors apart and started down the stone stairs.
"Hey, runt! Guess where we're going!"
...
The four of them were on the road heading for McDonald's. Hige was talking for days, asking Kiba inane questions about any little thing; while his patient boyfriend drove them to the restaurant.
Hige looked out the window spotting a man on a bike. He wasn't your typical looking man, he seemed kind of... ragged. A smile marred the oranget's face. Tapping his lover's shoulder he pointed. "Hey, Kiba?"
"Yeah?"
"If you were homeless.. do you think you'd at least be a little happy if you had a bike with you?"
Kiba thought the question over then chuckled quietly. "Sure. Then I wouldn't have to walk everywhere."
Hige smiled at the fact that he'd replied; it took ages for his boyfriend's anger to dwindle. He then looked out the window, again. "Okay, say your in the car with a friend.. and it's one of those cars where three people can sit up front..."
"Is this a dirty joke?" The eldest Wolf asked, glancing into the rearview mirror to the backseat where his brother and his brother's friend sit.
"No, just listen, if there was a three-seater up front, and your friends just started having sex with each other would you watch?"
"How can I watch when I'm driving?" Kiba teased. Making sure Toboe wasn't listening. He knew it was going to be dirty.
"But, if you let yourself get distracted... would you watch?" Hige asked again.
"I guess so; but don't talk like that in front of my brother, okay?" Kiba warned.
"Wha..." Hige raised his hands in exasperation. "He's not even paying attention to us! Are ya, runt?" He shifted in the chair, looking to the backseat.
"Huh?" Toboe jumped a little. "Who did what?"
"You see?"
"Yeah, but, still... keep it age neutral." He flipped up the turn signal. "Cheza's also back there."
"Humph." The Moon teen crossed his arms with a pout. "See if I share my dessert with you."
Kiba flashed him a sweet smile, but shook his head. Hige could be even more childish than Toboe, he swears. 'I wonder what's got Toboe so distracted? I hope he's not upset about that guy... No, he seemed fine this morning. Maybe something happened to him today.'
The car rolled into the parking lot, slowing to a stop right beside the place in front of the big glass windows. "Oh man, I'm so hungry I could eat a dog... ass first." Declared Hige, practically leaping out of the car.
The car doors closed behind each of the departing; then with the press of a button, Kiba locked the vehicle. "We have to eat quick though, I've gotta go to work at two o'clock."
"Who couldn't be done eating within an hour with burgers and fries?" Hige teased him with a shove.
Toboe laughed at the comment knowing that would be ridiculous to eat burgers and fries for hours; receiving a friendly pat on the back by his mentor.
'Hn. If they aren't fighting with each, other they're ganging up on me.' Figured Kiba. He held the door open for the three of them then walked in behind them. The place wasn't really crowded, but half the patrons inside were classmates of Toboe's and Cheza's, and their own from high school.
"I'll get us a table." Toboe took Cheza's hand and started away, but Hige's hand came down around Toboe's shirt collar pulling him back.
"Are we just supposed to guess what you want?" Asked the older teen.
"Oh, uuumm. Just a shake. Chocolate."
"And what would you like Cheza?" He flashed the girl a sweet smile.
"This one would like a chicken nuggets meal, please."
The cheerful teen waved a hand. "No need for pleases, I'm happy to get it."
"Ha, I always thought you were happy to give it." Kiba smirked triumphant with his own dirty joke.
"Heey, what happened to keeping it TV7?"
Toboe watched the both of them walk away, joking with each other. Kiba's always so nice when he's relaxed, rather than when he feels uncomfortable or threatened. "Look," he says to Cheza. "there's an empty table by the window." He hurried them over to it as though it would be gone if they didn't practically run.
Hige paid for everyone's order and with some help from Kiba gathered the food from the counter to take over to their table. As Kiba reached for their drinks, Hige noticed his lover's sleeve slipping back over his forearm revealing the blisters that he had seen before. 'Oh yeah... I'd forgotten all about that! Damn it. I got so wrapped up in what we were doing, I forgot that I wanted to ask Kiba how he got that mark on him.'
The Moon teen's gaze didn't go unnoticed; and with a frown on his face Kiba walked away from Hige so he wouldn't stare any longer. Hige was going to say he was "sorry", but he didn't know what he was saying it for! So he's got blisters... Everyone's got something weird about them. So silently, he followed his moody lover across the restaurant.
"Here ya go, kiddies. Eat up." He handed Cheza her lunch, putting his and Kiba's orders down where he figured they'd want to sit.
Kiba handed them their drinks, noticing that that was all Toboe had. "Toboe, that's all your gonna get?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm not really that hungry right now." Toboe replied lamely.
Kiba instinctively reached across the table to hold the back of his hand over his brother's forehead. "You don't have a fever... Does your stomach hurt or something?" He sat back in his seat.
"Huh? Ahehehe, no it's nothing like that. It's just that... Well, I've got the sniffles, that's all." He lied nearly choking the words out. He hated to lie, especially if he didn't really have to. But he couldn't tell his brother that he's full of Chinese food.
"Oh." Kiba blinked thinking it over. "If you're catching a cold, you should stay inside the rest of the day."
"But Mrs. Cher is taking Cheza and me ice skating at the park later!" He protested. "And besides, I never said I was catching a cold - I said I have the sniffles."
"You can never be too safe." The Wolf teen shrugged.
"Aaahh - ACHOO!" He tried to complain but a sneeze came out instead. Terrific.
Kiba reached for a tissue but Toboe already pulled one out and blew his nose. "Where did you...?" He started to say, but his words were cut off.
"You know what, I think I do feel a little sick." Mentioned Toboe, a hand went up to his stomach and he sighed. "Uuuugh," He groaned in pain.
"Toboe!" Kiba hopped up from his seat, going to his brother's side. "I'll take you home, okay. Hige?"
"Go ahead, Cheza and me'll be fine. Just come back when you put the runt to bed."
"Okay." The two of them left the restaurant. Kiba supporting his brother's walk even though Toboe didn't really need that much assistance from something as minor as a cold and a cramp.
Once in the car, Toboe sniffled and smiled. "Ya know, I don't really need you to babysit me. You can still go to work today."
"Haha, you think I'm that stupid. Besides, I have no choice but to go to work." He started the car. "Mrs. Cher can watch you when she gets home."
"But, Kiba, I'm old enough to watch myself now."
"Maybe you are, but not when you aren't feeling well."
The younger Wolf pouted, getting no sympathy from his older brother as they pulled away.
# #
The car pulled into the driveway. Toboe climbed out of the car with Kiba a step or two behind him. The younger Wolf opened the front door of the house; dropping his bookbag in the kitchen as he passed it, Toboe then headed straight for the stairs.
"Toboe?" Kiba called from the kitchen. He was already removing the knobs on the stove shoving them into a plastic bag. "Remember the rules of the house," he began saying when his little brother appeared at the kitchen entry way.
"I know."
"And if the phone rings, let the machine get it. Answer only if it's Cher. Got it?"
It was hard not to groan when he's heard this all before. "Got it."
"Make yourself something to eat, if you get hungry. You know where everything is."
"I'm not a stranger, Kiba. I'll be ok." He turned away from the doorway.
"Hang on." Kiba crossed the room and wrapped his arms around the boy, feeling his little brother's arms wrap around him, as well. He laughed lightly before saying. "I love you."
"You too."
"Go to sleep as soon as you get tired; and feel better, ok." The older boy walked to the door. "Cher will be over when she gets back from school to cook you dinner. Lock the..."
"Door behind you. I know." Toboe smiled.
Kiba walked out of the house, closing the door behind him. He stood where he was until he heard the door lock slide over, and only then does he walk to the car and leave.
Toboe began stripping off his jacket and hat, his sneakers as well. Stepping into the kitchen he watched from the window until the car was gone then he turned to face the empty kitchen. "Empty or not, this house is kinda creepy when I'm alone." He admitted to the silence. It was at that time that the refrigerator decided to make ice, scaring the boy enough to jump. He laughed nervously once he'd figured out what it was. "Calm down, Toboe; there's nothing in here."
Walking into the living room, he snagged the remote from the side table and turned on the television.
"I wonder what's on tv?" Looking at the clock on the wall, he notes 1:25 in the afternoon. Taking a deep breath through his nose, the young teen tried to bring his duel with the sniffles to an end, but it didn't seem to work as another sneeze surfaced shortly after, causing it to run again. 'Rats.' He complained.
Toboe ran his arm under his nose; thankful that it was dry, then he continued flicking channels. He stopped briefly on Cartoon Network but continued on seeing that it was at commercials. As he passed by the fashion channel; he paused seeing a patch of white hair returning behind the curtain. Was that Tsume just now? Leaving the channel on; he leaned back in the chair with his eyes tightly glued on the television. After the next wave of male models walked by, surely enough Tsume emerged from behind the curtains. Toboe's grin couldn't have been bigger seeing his famous friend on tv again - and doing his job at that!
He was wearing a leather ensemble, a crop-top shirt with removed shoulders, but the long sleeves of the shirt remained. Underneath the shirt is a see through grey tank top. The pants are black, and so tight it looked as if Tsume would have trouble moving his legs very far apart, but he walked in them as though it were the most natural thing in the world. A comfort only sweat pants could bring.
'He looks so good!' Thought the teen with a sly smile creeping up into his cheeks. That dream was really starting to take control of his mind, and it was becoming harder and harder to concentrate without it interrupting his thoughts.
Shaking his head, Toboe removed the blush from his face. 'No! He's my friend; I can't think of him like that... But, if he weren't my friend, and I saw him, I never would have had that dream... And it was so nice... But am I really gonna start thinking of Tsume that way? I'm not sure he'd like it so much; and I'd die if he laughed and said he didn't wanna be my friend anymore.'
The voice of the off-camera commentator brought Toboe's attention back to the screen. Tsume turned at the end of the catwalk, heading back towards the dressing area and Toboe swallowed hard as he watched the model's butt - perfectly accented - in the leather pants. He may not know much about fashion or... checking-people-out, but he knew that he really liked those pants.
The show went on and the young admirer saw some bizarre outfits during it, but Tsume managed to make them all look like something people would actually consider wearing out in public. Even the open-shirt clothes! But what Tsume was wearing next dropped Toboe's jaw to the floor. His breath jumped sharply back into his mouth as he watched Tsume move like - like a poised, sexual predator of anybody who dared think that they wanted him.
The shirt was a leather tank top, pressed tightly onto the man's body that it showed off his abs and torso. It was very typical fashion. But, the pants! Truly the pants made the outfit what it was! The legs were a full solid black but the upper area where the groin was concerned is see-through! The zipper of the pants was solid. The waistband and inner pocket area, as well as the back pockets all solid, but past them... viewers could see a perfect shot of the model's bare ass.
But what stunned Toboe - what really stunned Toboe, is the fact that he saw his new friend's... penis. It was set slightly to the side from where the crotch area of the tight pants were pressing against it. Tsume had not a care in the world.
'He's... so cool...' He beamed. So much confidence and - and... He swallowed from the heat he felt in his mouth.
Tsume had disappeared again, only this time the designer came out to take a bow as the models flooded the catwalk around him. Tsume wasn't smiling completely but he had a smirk on his face, as his eyes seemed to skim the crowd for someone.
The commentator's voice came back on saying that Tsume's fashion shows would be played all week at the same time and that viewers were not to miss them, because they were building up to the last show he'll do before he quits. Toboe hopped up from the couch and dashed off into the kitchen. He had to get his day planner and write that information down.
Biting the cap from the pen, he flipped the book open to a blank page then wrote. "One o'clock. Channel 107... Fashion shows." By the time Toboe returned to the living room, they were already on the next show - some idiot show Look for Less. The boy's shoulders slumped a moment, then he got a brilliant idea! Getting up from the couch, he rushed upstairs to his bedroom.
Closing the door, he crossed the room to the bed then climbed on. 'I can't believe I'm gonna do this. I don't even know how to start.' Toboe reached for his pillow, laying it out in front of him long ways. 'Okay, Junpei from school says he does this sort of thing all the time... But, I'm not sure what it is he's doing exactly.'
Toboe closed his eyes remembering that day at school when Junpei was talking to his friends about his 'late nights' when his parents went out.
/ "I have a nice rug, fluffy and white, and when I take my pants off and lay on it..." The boy made a shuddering sound from his mouth like he could feel the little tingles rushing through his spine.
All the other boys in the room laughed wolfishly while the girls said gross, though some of them blushed hearing such language.
"I rub over and over getting a nice friction until," he leaned forward towards his friends to whisper the last part. And Toboe never heard it, just the after shock of all his friends laughing. /
"Shoot! Until what?" He wondered out loud.
Looking over his pillow, he picked it up and walked on his knees to the head of his bed. Pressing the pillow up against the head board so that it stood on its own, Toboe then grabbed the zipper on his pants. The young teen sighed as he hesitated with his actions. 'Do I really wanna do this?' The sound of Tsume's moans drifted into his subconscious; and with a firm nod, Toboe unzipped his pants then tugged them down. It made him feel like an idiot to be partly naked sitting on his bed with intentions to do what he was about to do, but at the same time he felt kind of... Manly.
Scooting up to the pillow, Toboe placed his knees on either side of it, well he tried to it was kind of hard because his pants were getting in the way, his knees, the headboard. "Looks like I have to take them all the way off..." He looked over his shoulder, making sure he was still alone before he stood up on the bed and removed his pants.
"Well... they're off." He declared. The inexperienced teen dropped back down to his knees and straddled the pillow. "...Now how do I get started?" The image of his brother and Hige ran through his mind. "Oh, right."
Toboe hugged the pillow tightly to him then began to grind into it slowly. A blush stained his cheeks - he felt so stupid! It was nothing like the dream, it certainly didn't feel like what he and Tsume were doing. Shaking his head, Toboe stopped all movement and backed away from the pillow.
"This is nuts." He sat back with his legs spread out in front of him, the pillow titled over dropping onto his lap causing him to hop back with a laugh.
Kiba was walking out of his bedroom, doing the buttons on his work shirt. He had just gotten back from lunch and had to change his clothes. Kiba figured Toboe had gone to sleep because the house was so quiet, but then hearing his brother laugh he thought he'd check in with him.
"Hey, Toboe, I came home to cha..." The teen Wolf's eyes went huge in his head. "T-Toboe what are you doing?!"
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