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Hello! Here we are again for the 13^th installment. Can you believe it’s come this far? Thanks to all of those that have reviewed. It helps! ;) Enjoy!

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. :)

Blazing Glory

The sun was already beginning to set, the golden colors in the sky reflecting on the city’s buildings of glass and steel. The sound of a motorcycle echoed through the streets along with other vehicles that passed by. He waited patiently, lost in his thoughts.

He sighed. It was getting warmer now. He didn’t even need a jacket really. He preferred the cold, unlike the rest of the world. It was comforting to him; it made him feel alive while everything around him died, like the flowers with winter’s first snow.

Sometimes he felt like the winter’s frost, everything he touched withering at his hand.

“Tsume!” an excited voice interrupted him.

Tsume’s frown turned into a smile as he saw the boy running out to him. He could eat that innocence up with a spoon; the boy was so thick in it. He admired that about the kid, but at the same time he envied him. The two of them, even now, had experienced such different lives. And this life hadn’t been any kinder to him than the last. Was this supposed to be paradise?

Paradise?

That’s right.

So what ever became of that?

“Did you have an easy day?” Tsume asked as Toboe took the helmet from him and began to fit it onto his head. The boy seemed like he was in a hurry as he scrambled with the fastenings and quickly leapt behind him on the bike. He looked up when the door’s bell chimed again, the old man stepping out after him.

“Toboe, wait!” He ran out to them just as Toboe placed his arms around Tsume’s waist.

“I wanted to give you something for the trouble,” he handed a few bills out to Toboe who shook his head.

“No, I can’t! It was a gift.” Toboe smiled, holding his hand up. “Please.”

“Well, all right.” Mr. Jon said reluctantly, his eyes then following to the older man next to him. He frowned.

“Oh! This is my friend, Tsume!” Toboe quickly introduced them when he saw the older man’s expression, “Tsume, this is Mr. Jon!” He could feel Tsume tense up when he didn’t hear him say anything. Toboe frowned now as well, loosening his grip on his companion.

Mr. Jon nodded hesitantly, “Toboe, how is everything at home?” He looked concerned as his eyes darted back and forth from the boy to the man on the bike.

Toboe was confused, “It’s fine, why-“

“We gotta go!” Tsume chimed in angrily, revving up the bike and taking off.

Toboe yelped, tightening his grip as he watched Mr. Jon wave after them. He turned around, looking up to the back of Tsume’s head. He could tell something wasn’t right but he decided to say something any way. “Tsume! Why did you take off like that?! We were talking!”

“What the hell does he know?!” Tsume spat back, “Looking at me like I’m some kind of pervert!” He began to drive the bike faster and harder, scaring the boy slightly.

“What?! No!” Toboe disagreed with him, “He’s nice, really!”

Tsume didn’t reply. The boy looked down as he held on, watching the white marks on the street flash by. He had felt so happy when he first saw Tsume pull up a few minutes ago, but now he felt sad, embarrassed and even a little ashamed. Mr. Jon had looked at his friend suspiciously, hadn’t he? Was he worried about him? Why? Was this wrong, this relationship he was now a part of?

“I don’t understand… I love him.” He thought, closing his eyes as he waited for the ride home to be over.

…

“Ah!!! Tsu…meeee…” the boy moaned, throwing his head back as he clutched onto the man’s shoulders. He could feel Tsume’s body engorged in his own, breathing heavily from the sensation building inside of him with each bounce. He gazed upwards, finding himself watching the ceiling move.

“Toboe…”

He heard his name muttered and shot his face back down to meet the golden eyes of his lover. Tsume’s eyes were so haunting to him; he could lose himself and indeed he was. “Oh, Tsume.” He felt his eyes brimming with tears as his face became even more flushed than it already was. His lover was also breathing heavily and he could feel the hot steam from his throat upon his own bare chest.

Toboe clutched at the fabric of Tsume’s shirt, trying to hold himself up as the man bounced him on his lap. The sound of the sofa squeaked beneath them as the two bodies moved up and down against the soft cushions. The boy’s legs clutched onto each side of the man as he struggled to hold on. He then felt each of Tsume’s hands hold onto each one of his rear cheeks, keeping him in place.

He groaned at the touch of those strong hands and rocked harder on top of him, feeling his lower region tighten more and more with each pulsating thrust. “Oh God!” He lost Tsume’s gaze and began to throw his head back again when he was called back, “Toboe!”

He moaned, looking into his lover’s eyes once more. He felt himself losing energy as his body began to shake. Leaning back still holding Tsume’s gaze, he grabbed onto the man’s knees for support, feeling the smooth fabric of his jeans. He felt so embarrassed and blushed more, realizing that he was completely naked and his lover was still fully clothed aside from the exposed flesh that pleasured him.

Toboe then felt Tsume’s hands move from his bottom to his waist, holding him tighter. “Ahh!” he wailed as the grip was almost painful. “Ohhh!” he cried as Tsume began to move his position.

Toboe held on tight as he felt himself lowered to the floor. His arms were thrown back from the thrust of Tsume’s strong body. He groaned as he watched his legs being lifted over the man’s shoulders, Tsume sitting on his knees, still inside of him and moving. “Look at me,” he commanded him.

Toboe nodded and bit his lip, watching Tsume’s every move. He could see his own body out of focus as he gazed at his lover. It just felt so wrong, but right. It was all so right. “Mmmmmm, Tsume…” He stretched one arm out to him and Tsume took his hand, moving it to the floor and leaving it there.

Toboe frowned at first but it was quickly dismissed as he felt his body pulsating again.

“Oh, please! Please!” he cried.

“What’s that?” Tsume spoke deviously as he pressed into him, “You want more?”

“Yes! Please, more!” Toboe nodded and yelped again, “Please! Oh God!” He closed his eyes, losing his lover’s eyes. He felt the rug underneath him rubbing against his bare skin as he was roughly driven into. He clutched the soft fibers between his fingers, desperate for escape. He was almost there. “Ts-Tsume!” he screamed.

“Arggghhh!!!” he heard Tsume growl as he released into him, tightly holding onto his legs. He could feel the warmth inside of him and Toboe also let go. He shot his eyes open, seeing Tsume’s gritted teeth and furrowed brow as he poured into him. He couldn’t believe how different it was this time. It was rougher than before. But the unbelievable feeling of ecstasy… It was absolutely amazing.

Tsume collapsed on top of the boy’s fragile, shaking body. The boy could feel himself being smothered and gasped for air, gripping onto Tsume’s back. His body felt so numb and the man on top of him didn’t move as he buried his head into his neck. Toboe hugged him, nuzzling against his cheek.

“I love you, Tsume…” he breathed. He sincerely meant it. Right now, this man next to him was the only thing that mattered.

Tsume pulled his head back and gently kissed him. He propped himself up on one arm, gazing down into the boy’s eyes. The boy began to blush again and Tsume smirked. It would never get old, would it? But that’s one of the many things he liked about him.

“Tsume?” The boy’s voice was weak, his forehead sweaty and hair a mess.

“Toboe?” the man nodded.

Toboe bit his lip, “How come you don’t ever say it?” He looked into his golden eyes, repeating the question in his head. So many times now, so many times he had told him that he loved him. But Tsume never said anything about his feelings. It’s not that he expected him to. Tsume wasn’t the type to express himself. But there should have been some sort of display of his feelings, right?

“Say what?” Tsume grunted; he knew what the kid was getting at.

“I love you!” Toboe replied, hurt by the man’s cold demeanor.

Tsume sat up, rolling his eyes. Zipping his pants up, he leaned back against the sofa. “Seriously?” He really didn’t want to go there. He watched the boy, naked and troubled as he too sat up, waiting for a response.

Tsume shrugged, “It’s obvious, isn’t it?” He laughed a little, poking the boy in his lower region.

“I’m serious!” Toboe yelled, blushing at his touch. He looked down at the floor, avoiding the man’s gaze. He then felt a clothing article tossed into his lap. He noticed that it was Tsume’s t-shirt. Toboe looked up. He’d taken it off and was now bare from the pants up. He could see the cut on his shoulder from days long ago where he was shot at. His mind then recalled the men that were looking for them. He still hadn’t said anything to Tsume about it. That was two days ago.

“Tsume?” the boy asked again, staying on the current topic.

“What?” the man regrettably replied, watching the boy as he pulled the t-shirt over his naked body.

“Have you ever been in love before?” Toboe looked up at him, his eyes searching for an answer.

Tsume shot his glance elsewhere. He was persistent, wasn’t he? Why did everything have to be spelled out for the kid? All he did was push him for answers. It was because the runt knew him very well, didn’t he? He knew that if he poked him hard enough, he would give in. He usually did every time.

It had always been that way. And even now, he felt his heart softening. He was going to have to let him in eventually, wasn’t he? In fact, he already did. He just didn’t realize it. The moment the younger wolf left his life the first time, all walls came crashing down. He would never be the same.

And even now with all of those memories recalled, he just couldn’t find the words to express what he really wanted to say.

Tsume looked around, finding an extra shirt on the sofa to slip on. Why did he have to talk about this? Toboe was so demanding and he knew that he would not let up, so why fight it?

“Yes,” he finally answered after much deliberation.

“Oh,” Toboe was a little disappointed, but curious. “Do you… want to tell me about it?” He longed for a deep conversation with the man in front of him. He was such a secret to him. Even before, he never really knew all of him. And he wanted that to change now that they had a new lease on life together.

Tsume sighed, “There was someone. But she’s gone now.” He looked away, not wanting to see the boy’s face.

The boy frowned, “A girl?” His mind began to race with questions.

“Yes, a woman.” Tsume continued. “It was a few years back… I was a boy when I met her.”

Everything was white, covered in a thick layer of snow. It still fell from the sky, clouding the vision of the streets, lamps and the boy. The even was fast approaching as the young boy walked along the sidewalk, his shoes soaking in the wetness of the snow. He looked back at his footprints, wondering how far he had walked and how much farther he still had to go.

He brushed his gloved fingers past the wired fence next to him, listening to the sound of the gate echoing at his touch.

“Hello!” He looked up to see a girl’s face on the other side of the fence. He shot his glance elsewhere, trying to ignore her. Not now. What was this?

“Where are you going?” She walked along side him on the opposite side of the fence. There was no answer. “Hello, are you even listening to me?”

“What?!” the boy stopped in his tracks, yelling at her.

She also stopped, but then began laughing at him. He watched her bend over, grabbing her belly as she laughed. He didn’t get the joke. He rolled his eyes.

“I noticed you get off that bus a while back there.” She spoke again, straightening herself. “Are you going to the Aunt Lynn’s Home?”

He didn’t say anything, but nodded in reply.

“Well, me too. I just ran an errand.” She smiled, holding up a small bag of groceries. “Why don’t you walk with me, ummm?”

“Ts-tsume.” The boy’s voice shivered. Jeeze, it was cold.

“I’m Danielle.” Her face smiled.

“She was different from the rest of them.” Tsume spoke, staring off distantly. Toboe just continued to listen to his story.

The sun was shining brightly outside that day. It was warm, the grass green and the bird singing. He heard a laugh sounding next to him. He looked over at the girl as they sat together atop the hill overlooking the city. She was enjoying the company of a butterfly on her finger. He smiled, watching her.

How long had it been since the day that they’d met? He wasn’t sure. They were older now, no longer young children but still adolescents in the world’s eyes; teenagers on the brink of adulthood. He’d grown so close to her in what seemed like such a long time. She was so carefree and innocent, unlike the world she was in. Unlike him.

“Tsume,” she smiled, glancing his way. “Promise me something, ok?”

“What’s that?” he asked, moving closer to her.

“Stay with me here. Just like this, for always.” Her face grew serious as she gazed into his golden eyes, her blue eyes sparkling with tears.

The boy couldn’t help himself. He leaned in, kissing her as she too returned his gesture.

Toboe had stopped looking at him now, his eyes wandering to the pattern of the red carpet on the wooden floor beneath him. He wasn’t sure what was the appropriate feeling for him to have right now. Should he have asked in the first place? He wanted to know this man in front of him. He really did. He’d told him so, “even the bad”, he’d said. But now he wasn’t sure.

Tsume continued, “We grew up together… in that home for unwanted kids. She had a brother too. He was all right. Didn’t like me though. Sometimes we would disappear for a little while. He would get so pissed…” He laughed a little, recalling his memories.

Toboe knew what he meant. “It was my first time, being with Tsume... But it wasn’t his, was it?” he thought, blushing and feeling a little disappointed.

“But nothing lasts forever. Everything ends.” Tsume frowned.

“Tsume, I don’t know what to do! I’m so scared!” the woman cried, clutching onto him with desperation. The man held onto her shaking body, trying to comfort her. “They’re going to kill him! If I don’t get them their money they’ll kill him!”

“Shhh, just tell me. What happened?” he asked the sobbing woman in his arms.

“It’s Keith… he borrowed money and now… It’s too late! Tsume, please! He’ll die!”

Toboe looked at Tsume now, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Was that why everything around them was going on?

“I really loved her…” he spoke softly.

Toboe found himself growing sad.

“I swore to her that I would do everything, that I would take care of it.” Tsume sighed, gathering his knee up against his chin and resting on it. He frowned, gritting his teeth, “And I did. I signed my life over to help her.”

Tsume then bit his lip, finding it hard to continue. He threw his head back, gazing at the ceiling. The room had grown so dark now. “I did everything I could. But in the end… she died.”

“Tsume…” Toboe whispered. He wanted to hug him, to be near him. But he knew he couldn’t do that. Right now he had a chance, a chance to hear him out. He was finally opening up to him and if he tried anything, he might lose that moment. He sat patiently, loving the older wolf from afar.

“He said it was a car accident.” He looked down to his right leg, still avoiding the boy’s gaze. “He said the body was too fucked up… I couldn’t even say goodbye…”

He was silent for a moment before he continued, “…That’s why I owe them money. That’s why they’re after us.” He looked off distantly, still absorbed in his thoughts.

“But what about her brother? Why couldn’t he pay them?! That’s not fair!” Toboe insisted.

“Nah, he was off the hook.” Tsume grunted, “He disappeared. Besides, I was the one who made the agreement.”

There was a thickening silence in the room. It had grown so dark now that the boy could hardly even see him, aside from those glowing golden eyes. This was too serious for him to handle. Had he lied to Tsume by not telling him what had happened the other day? He was hoping that they could just forget everything and live their lives the way that they were. But they couldn’t do that, could they?

“Tsume, they found me.” Toboe blurted out.

The man finally turned to face him, eyes glaring, “What?!”

The boy gulped at Tsume’s cold reaction, afraid to go any further. But he did, “They followed me to my work. They know where I work! But I only saw one of the guys. And it was only once. It will be ok now. It’s no big deal. They don’t know where we are!” he paused, “But I know! We can go! We’ll leave and get out of town! Tsume, please! Let’s just go!” he cried out as he latched onto the man’s arm in desperation.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”

There it was. He half expected to get smacked across the face and looked away, defensively putting an arm in front of his face for protection. Tsume did not hit him, but he did accidentally knock the boy over when he stood up suddenly, bumping into the table. It was pushed against Toboe, knocking him against a chair that slid away from him.

He yelped as he hit his elbow on the hard wooden floor. But then he noticed something.

The book! It had been under the chair! He’d completely forgotten until now, “Tsume! Look!” He turned to face him, holding the book in his hand.

The sound of a door was slammed shut. He was gone.

“No! Tsume!” Toboe bolted up from the floor, the t-shirt just barely resting at his thighs as he ran after him. He swung open the door, turning to the right as he saw Tsume walking down the sidewalk.

He was getting ready to yell again when Tsume hollered back at him, “I’m going to get us dinner... Stay here. I just need some air.” He hadn’t turned to look at him, but just kept walking. Toboe sighed, looking down at the sidewalk. He then realized that he was only wearing a t-shirt and jumped back inside, cautiously looking back and forth to see if anyone had spotted him. No. He was all right.

He walked back into the house, noticing the old book on the floor. He walked over to it and picked it up, sighing again. “It’s not fair.” He didn’t know what she looked like, but he could imagine her. Tsume said that he loved her… Was he jealous?

She was dead, for God’s sake! What was wrong with him?

Why couldn’t Tsume love him the way he loved him? He’d given him so much. He gave him food, a home, even himself with all of his love… It hurt him so much, filling him with mixed emotions of love, sorrow, jealousy and anger. Why?

He looked out the window, seeing his lover’s figure a ways down on the moonlit sidewalk. He bit his lip in anger, tears filling his eyes. He began to cry, “It’s not fair… I hate you, Tsume…”

…

It was the next morning when he was taking the boy to work that he began to recall everything. He couldn’t believe all that had come out of his mouth the night before. He’d done it. Well, enough of it. He’d opened up to the kid. But what good did it do?

When he arrived back home, a bag of burgers in hand, he was surprised to experience what he had. He had managed to calm himself down after his long walk. But the pup acted like he was the bad guy and hardly said a word to him. How ungrateful could he be?!

He just bore a big part of his soul to the kid and for what?

At first he was fine with the silent treatment the boy was giving him. But after a while it had begun to get on his nerves. He remembered watching Toboe slowly eat the burger he’d brought home for him. He remembered trying to strike up conversation but without much response. He felt bad for yelling at him.

He knew he must’ve been afraid to say anything. It was his fault those guys were now involved in the runt’s life anyways.

He was trying. He was trying really hard.

He knew the stupid kid needed confirmation for everything. And he was trying to do that. But all he got from him was a thank you and a good night as he closed the bedroom door behind him, leaving him to sleep on the couch.

He didn’t get it. What was wrong with him?

Shouldn’t he be the one who was mad? Stupid kid. He was so young.

“Tsume! What’s that?!” the boy yelled.

Tsume looked up as the boy held onto him, driving through the streets. He saw black smoke rising into the air a few blocks ahead. He sped up, swerving through lanes and vehicles to get there faster. Toboe held onto him tightly, looking anxiously ahead. It couldn’t be, could it?!

Tsume could hear the sirens going off, sounding like they were coming from every direction as they echoed loudly. He pulled his bike up to their destination, seeing what he had feared. As soon as he stopped the boy holding onto him leapt off, throwing the helmet from his head and onto the sidewalk as he stood frozen in fear.

He felt himself release all of the anger that filled him, reaching out to his companion.

“NO!” Toboe screamed, tears falling from his eyes, “THEY DID! THEY DID IT!” He swung around and fell into Tsume’s arms. The older man held onto him as the boy buried his head into his chest. “THEY KILLED MR. JON!” he wailed, pulling at the man’s jacket and pounding his fist against him.

Tsume held his position, his face angry and hardened as he clutched onto his lover’s shaking, sobbing body. He listened to the people running around them, crowds gathering to see what was going on. Policemen held everyone back as fire fighters tried to settle the horrific disaster.

He pulled Toboe closer into his chest, watching the scene of bright red embers twisting, fire crackling against the golden painted windowpanes and broken green wood of the building as the smoke rose to the sky in all of its blazing glory.

***

All right, kind of dark I know. But be prepared because it will get even darker in the next chapter. Not for the light of heart… :( Brace yourselves!

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