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Italian Sushi	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 2905 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The party was a complete success! And all of them, even Tsume and Kiba, managed to get along really well; conversing and messing around in the pool, while arguing over pizza toppings that were chopped earlier in the day. None of the guest ever had grilled pizza, so the treat was nice, and a fun new experience to try back in Japan.
The cake was incredible to look at; and really delicious, having fruits and liquor poured over it and baked in. Faye didn't make any promises to solo the birthday song; however, as a request from Hige and a go ahead from Toboe, she sang a song for them; a lighter, happy one, unlike her usual cool demeanor to sing dark and dreary songs. She even got them in on it, like she were at some gig.
Soon the gathering was coming to a close; and a video was to be watched, but only after they cleaned up a bit.
"I have to go to the bathroom; my stomach kinda hurts." Toboe announced, heading for the hall.
"Are you alright?" Asked Kiba.
"Yeah, I'm sure it's just a bathroom trip. Remember when Faye cooked for us?"
Eye twitching; the woman tipped her glass of tea saying. "Watch it, kid; or you'll be having my stew tomorrow."
Laughing, Toboe waves his hands as an apology before heading down the hall.
Hige snickered shaking his head. "Suddenly the runts working the room. Watch out, Kiba, you'll have a puberty monster on your hands."
"Hn. I'd rather he be into sports, cars, money than..." He glanced at Tsume.
"That again?"
"Nope. I'm fine, perfectly fine." Kiba carried the cups and plates into the kitchen to drop into the sink; Tsume followed him, close enough to alarm the Wolf teen causing him to dramatically spin around. "What are you doing?" He asked a little too high-toned and quick.
"I'm leaving for Rome; I wanted to ask you to tell Toboe that for me, since you'll be gone by the time I come home again."
Exhaling when the model backed up a step; Kiba nodded in two curt bobs of his head. "...Is that ALL you want to say?"
"Honestly? No. But I don't really think it's appropriate to say such things to someone you're related to - - even if it's just passing on a message."
Anger flaring, Kiba balled his hand swinging it at the smart-mouthed bastard. Tsume side stepped it. "Damned, shit!" He barked.
Hige and Faye turned their attention to the kitchen, but neither made a move to go in since they're both familiar with what happens between Tsume and Kiba whenever they're alone together. It's really better to just be an observer, and hope they stop before teeth come out.
"Hnhnhnhn." Tsume snickered. "Will you calm down? Damn you're easy to work-up, tch, you'd almost think that you liked me, or something; you're jealous of Toboe."
"You wish." Turning back to what he was doing, he placed the dishes into the sink; wishing that he'd chose to drop them - - and why not? They aren't his, let the arrogant bastard pay for new ones, he buys everything else like it's a sneeze.
"Toboe told me what it is about me that's bothering you."
"Did he? And what's that?" He leaned against the counter same way Tsume was; arms folded over his chest, ankles crossed.
"It's because I can give him the love that you can't."
Kiba's fine brow twitched hearing that, but nothing more in response.
"You've given him shelter, the love of a brother, mother and father... But you can never love him the way I can, and it bothers you."
"You're sick if you think I want my brother romantically, and he's wrong to think that way as well. I love him, and want the best for him; so is it so wrong, to see to it that he doesn't have to feel the pain that I feel everyday? I miss our parents every damned day that passes; and Toboe... He can barely remember them. I can talk about them, but, would he really want the pain of never having known them like I do - - hn, even I wish I had more time with them." He closed his eyes. "And as far as romance goes, my brother can have anyone he wants - - Just. Not. You."
Tsume looked bored, until Kiba drove the nail in.
"You're too old for him; don't you see that?" Tears start to well in his eyes. "I could see if you met him when he's in college or something, but... damn it, Tsume... I'm tired of wondering what the hell is wrong with you. Why? Why do you do this?" Kiba felt his chest tightening. "Why can't you be with someone your own age?" Fist slamming onto the cabinet beside him, he asked. "Why Toboe?"
Tsume looked sincerely at Kiba's hunched form then shook his head. "Not that I owe you an explanation; but, anytime someone 'my own age' touches me... I feel a little sick - - weird, right? And in your eyes that makes me an even bigger pervert, doesn't it?"
Kiba couldn't deny that he thought exactly that. Who wouldn't?! He just outright admits to being a child molester.
"It isn't like that," Tsume goes on; seeing that Kiba wasn't planning on defending himself or offering a bark that Tsume doesn't know shit about how he feels. "I've never made Toboe uncomfortable - - ask him - - I've been nothing but kind to him since day one. You need to start thinking about him as the age that he is, and not the age you want him to be." He straightened from his lax posture. "He's not some damned six or ten-year-old, curious about sex and having some dirty old man feeding his questions. Toboe is sixteen-.."
"But he was fourteen when you first met!" That got him fighting. "It didn't stop you, did it? You just had to have him."
"That's not entirely true; I saw him at thirteen; and damned if I didn't battle myself every day with how wrong it was to feel that way for him. But, come on, Wolf; think about what you were doing at that age..."
Flashes of the blow up tent came to mind; this locked door and that with Hige. "It's none of your damned business what I'd done."
"Mhm. And compared to my life; drinking, smoking... basically cussing away my vocabulary, while trying to destroy myself; you think that's a better option for Toboe than having one sexual encounter, and a few kisses?" The small window of a hurt teen disappeared from the model and the smugness came back. "Tell me... how many times have you had sex before the age that you are now?"
Again Kiba's blue eyes flick back and fourth as he recalled all the times with Hige, and a few alone.
"Hn. If he copied anyone's lifestyle better it be your own, right?" Eyeing Kiba hard, Tsume says calmly yet with a tint of ice in his tone. "You say you miss your parents every day; you probably wonder how they would handle all the things that you have to now? I can tell you, they'd of had my ass locked up long ago before we got this far." He meant being in Italy, in his home. "So why haven't you?"
"I... I have my reasons... I told you before."
"Right. I suppose social services has a part in your reason, as well. Couldn't that blonde woman have adopted the both of you?"
She could have. "I want Toboe to be happy-..."
"You want Toboe to be under your thumb, while you carry on doing whatever."
Kiba's jaw clenched, but he steadied himself, until he cracked a bit and a tear dropped to the floor. "It's not like that... It's not like that at all; so don't you stand there and act as though you understand me. Toboe, is all I have... I really feel that way - - sure, I have Hige. I would never want him gone from my life, but with Toboe... it's different... If he's gone... If he's gone... I would have nothing - - I would be nothing." Looking into the man's eyes, he says sternly. "I am scared, Tsume... I'm scared that no one will take this side of a person, this side of me... No one but him. My dad said take care of him, look out for him... But, really, he's been that for me. Without Toboe, I will crack, and be gone."
Tsume looked at Kiba. Then, slowly, he took the remaining few steps over to him and pulled him into a hug.
Kiba fought it. "...Worthless shit. ...Let go of me."
"No. You need this, even if it's from someone like me." He hugged him tightly, yet, loosely. "My parents hate me; and what sucks about that is that I don't even know why. ...One minute I'm an adventurous little shit getting into everything, then I'm a model for catalogues, making more money than my old man. I didn't even notice the sudden change in the way they spoke to me; it was so subtle and building that I just ignored it anytime I was home."
"Why are you telling me this?" Kiba sobbed. He just can't turn off his tears.
"Suddenly my mother became sick with some disease - - it was a lie. My parents were already getting my paychecks - - because of how young I was. But they took it upon themselves to be greedy and want more; my agent fed that greed, and got me this shoot and that... That's when it happened." His gaze over the Wolf teen's shoulder was a mile long, longer still as he saw his past.
"I overheard them talking about moving, leaving me behind and broke on the streets for all they'd care. I turned on them; talked to some lawyers and took my money for myself. I moved in with my agent, here in Italy. But that shady bastard was just as money hungry as my parents... If it weren't for Faye, I never would have survived so many betrayls and lies. So I get that you look to Toboe to always be there; I feel the same way about her."
"So if you understand, then why..?"
"She never put a collar on me, Kiba. She never heard my sorrows, and treated me like a wounded animal; you should do the same for Toboe. Trust him that he is the person he is because you helped him be that way. He won't stay that way, if you don't evolve with him when he chooses too." Tsume felt himself fighting his own tears. "He'll rebel; anyone would when they realize that the life they live hasn't been their choice, and they feel there is no chance it ever will be. Hn. Take it from me, all things in life are good when they're natural. Anything put-upon or forced is seen with tainted eyes - - whether you're enjoying it or not."
"You're too old for him." Kiba still argued.
"Not to Toboe, or myself." He let out a breath unsure if he should say so, but he pressed on. "The first time I had sex I was seventeen, I had slept with a twenty eight year old."
"Really?"
"He was good-looking; I thought I'd go see him for a minute after a show... The next thing I knew, we were on the floor of his dressing room."
"Tch. So why didn't you stay with him?"
"He looked at me like I was a toy. He'd even said it to my face. I couldn't take being someone's play-thing again - - not after my parents, and my old agent. I never looked back on him, but he's always been after me. I haven't had many encounters with romance after that. I felt sick - - hell, anytime someone older than me or my own age touched me I felt the taint would not wash away." He pulled away. "Toboe never made me feel like that. I always thought the way to love someone was exactly how life has been loving me, but... Toboe never made me feel like that. Looking at him, it was like looking at Faye. He became a face of comfort, so I watched him for a year becoming more and more in love with him, until... I felt like that dumb little fourteen year old all over again. I don't know, maybe I should see a shrink."
"Maybe you should." He lowered his eyes to the floor.
"But, you're right. We can never work out. I'm leaving now; have a safe flight back." He left the kitchen.
Kiba can hear him saying goodbye to Faye, and calling Hige something before saying the same to him as well. Then he was out the door. Out of the area. And hopefully, for the Wolf brother's sake, out of their lives. At least until that stupid movie comes out, and Toboe asks him to buy it. But that's better than his seeing him in person.
Kiba returned to the living room once he was sure the car has gone down the street. He looked around for Toboe, whom he thought would have come out of the bathroom by now.
'I'd better tell him, so he doesn't freak out and ask where Tsume is.' Heading down the hall, Kiba knocked on the door. "Toboe, Tsume left. He wanted me to tell you goodbye." No reply. "Did you hear me? ...Toboe?" Turning the knob the door pushed open. "Shit," He looked through the other rooms hurriedly then returned to the living room. "Toboe's gone, he snuck out of the house."
"That little brat! What did he do that for?"
"Alone time with Tsume."
Cocking a brow considering the Wolf teen was just standing there, Faye asked. "Well aren't we gonna go after him?"
He shook his head, swallowing hard. "No. As much as I hate to say it, we're gonna let him go. He'll be back in time." He nods. "I know he will. He just, needs to get all of this out of his system. And, hopefully, this will be the end of it."
"Hey," Faye touched Kiba's shoulder. "You feel like it's wrong what your brother is doing, and even though I love Tsume to death... you can call the police to bring your little brother back."
"I should have called them a long time ago... But, back then... I was breaking the law, just as much as Tsume, by being a minor on my own doing the things I did; lying about my age... No. Social Services would have come and split us up, and who knows.. I might have never gotten to see my little brother again. He could have ended up with some family doing God knows what to him."
"Oh, kiddo." She put her hands on her hips. "I have his number, though - - cell and home, over there. I'll give them to you, so you can check up on him. Okay?"
"Thank you."
She gripped his shoulder rubbing it gently. "So... who's up for bowling?!" She asked, still in the party mood.
Kiba cocked a brow; Hige got his sneakers.
In the car. Tsume flips through CD's hidden under the arm rest; the lights in the city give him enough to see what he's touching occassionally, but any shaded area has him momentarily blinded of them. He seemed decided on one; one-handing the case open he popped the disc out then slid it into the player. After three presses of the skip button a song starts to play; it's light and sweet.
In the backseat on the floor behind the man's seat, Toboe was sure that he's going to fall asleep - at least, until Tsume started to sing. It wasn't amazing, it wasn't meant to be elaborate, but he was singing. Curling his lips in, Toboe smacked a hand over his mouth, and prayed to whoever keeps laughter back to give him a break, and not blow his cover. He wants to surprise Tsume, not spoil it all before they even get out of the city; he'd end up being brought back to the house with his brother and Hige. But boy, the gods were testing him desperately, because a small laugh slipped out when Tsume hit a bum note and tried it again by taking the song back. This is gonna be a long ride.
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