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The Love That He Wants	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 844 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Leara laughed loudly over the words that came out of her friend's mouth. When he'd texted her earlier that they needed to talk, she thought it was something serious: a long distance move, fall in health, missing limb - - hell, even bit by a mosquito and wondered if she'd get him ointment. But jealousy, plotting breakups. Was Toboe hit in the head recently but hasn't come around to telling them all not to mind any abnormal behaviour of his? This was too funny. She arrived to her friend's dorm to a stiff back as he packed to go somewhere. That's when he asked her without hesitation.
"I admit it, I am jealous. You know that I have a crush on Tsume, but, I'm not one of those crazy fans who can't see him real-life happy.. sorta.. I mean, my heart was broken when I found out he was gay; that rumor was going around for years, but it was never proven; but I'm really innocent here." She put up her hands in defense. "I'm secretly happy he's with you, that puts me around him any time you two are together. Do you know how lucky that is for a fan?" She then added. "Not to mention super rare, friends don't usually introduce their famous lover to the herd."
Toboe turned around from his packing to face her. "You.. mean that?"
"Wholeheartedly."
Toboe scoffed. She must be telling the truth, no one uses words like "wholeheartedly" haphazardly - or at all in their generation.
The flabbergasted and apologetic girl looked around her friend's hip finally taking notice at what he's doing. "I swear, we weren't in cahoots; you don't have to move out."
"What? Oh, this, I'm not moving out. Tsume and I are going to New York for Fashion Week." He beamed. "They want a model reunion." He waited for the high-pitch scream, but upon nothing he uncovered his ears, and eyeballs her. "Leara?"
"I'm just... And he's gonna be walking the runway... You get to watch." Her eyes glossed over with fantasy before glass covered them as she knew it was a 'Plus One' situation. Of all the rotten luck.
"Umm, maybe. That part was never clear." He scratched the back of his head in wonder.
"You HAVE to go." She insisted. Springing up from her boyfriend's bed, she latched onto Toboe's hands, squeezing them. "Take video. Do it for the starving population. Please. I don't have much to look forward to in the world of celebrity interaction. You have to." She peppered pleading kisses onto his fingertips.
"Euw! You're hurting your chances," he teased while trying to rescue his fingers from the assault. "I'll ask."
She clapped her hands, beaming from ear to ear. She was just tossing her arms around her friend for a hug when the door popped open.
Gasper looked between them, hurt registering, then he recovered and asked bitterly. "Do I wanna know?"
"Oh, stop. I can hug my male friends." She released said friend and latched onto her boyfriend instead. "Toboe's heading out. I was just congratulating him on what he's doing for me."
Toboe barked a laugh. Wasn't that the truth. Leara was always the one who put herself first, even when helping someone out.
"You're moving? You can't let that creep run you off." Gasper declared. "You'll, we'll - -" he corrected himself. "catch him eventually."
"We'd better." Grumped Toboe through the words. "But I'm going on a trip with Tsume." He then returned to packing.
Gasper scowled the moment Leara released a infatuated sigh of jealousy or envy. He removed himself from her hold and sat on his bed, bouncing more joyously than he felt due to her dropping down beside him. "Over the break?"
"Just three days of it, I'll be back Sunday; and while I'm on the subject, I wanna talk to you."
"About?"
Leara jumped in. "It's so ridiculous, you'll laugh." Her hand flung out in his direction. "Toboe thinks we're jealous of him and Tsume, and are trying to break them up." She snickered into her hand.
She missed the questioning verses heated glare exchanged between the roommates.
"That is ridiculous. Why would you think that?"
"You tell me."
"Anytime someone wants someone to rat on their self they are just being paranoid and looking for a reason to keep it up." He stood. "I'm not gonna help you validate you lame relationship with someone twice your age. Date him, don't date him... but stop hoping anyone cares that much because you're uncomfortable." He walked out. He didn't so much as firmly close the door. He simply left.
"That was an odd reaction. But I told you the truth." Leara informed. "We're innocent."
Toboe wasn't so sure about that.
Wolf was making his way off campus when he was accosted!
"Hey! Who the... Let me go!" He grunted when his back roughly, though not as powerfully as one would expect, hit the bricking that's keeping the iron bars of the long gate together.
Blinded by what felt merely a hand over his eyes; the roughed-up and confused young man was just about to demand to be released again, but a warm set of lips locked briefly with his own. Toboe felt it would have deepened, judging by the parted lips, but his flailing hand swatted in a fight for his freedom; he was then suddenly shoved aggressively to the ground. Toboe was finally able to process which way was up; and with it grew a violent anger, but it was waisted as his attacker was gone in a blink. He looked around, eyes peeled for guilty, hastened movement. Students milled every which direction, but there was no one running from the crime. There was someone running, but it was towards him.
"Toboe! Are you ok?" Gasper asked. He reached down and helped him up. "I saw you from the library, some creep came out of nowhere." He checked him over. "Did he hurt you?" He asked. "I lost sight of you when I started running over."
"He.." And it was a 'He' he smelled like a man. All sweat and musk. "He kissed me and threw me down. Did you see his face or height, build?" Toboe asked. "I was too disoriented to look before he vanished."
"No." He hated to bring bad news. "He looked like he was wearing half of a mask, though." Seeing the bitter disappointment, he asked. "Should we get campus security?"
"No. Forget it right now." Embarrassed, he waved away the fussing hands reaching for his hand to view his scraped palm. "I have to meet up with Tsume. I don't wanna be late."
Gasper was about to say something but he stopped himself. He didn't know what to say to help. And Toboe looked so angry.
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Wolf really started to understand why his brother and Hige always locked the door after coming home from the gym. Wild sex when you're exhausted is incredible. And, having already been slammed with Jetlag, the pair fell quickly to sleep once their energy drained out completely along with their life force. It was so great to relax so completely. After yesterday, school was just becoming an uncomfortable, hostile place to be. He needs the break to regroup. Toboe was lucky the bookstore let him off, and that school was having a break.
He is going to use these three days to get himself back. He's not gonna think of anything upsetting.
After a good full night's rest, it was on to sightseeing. Times Square was super cool. It was like being trapped inside a pinball machine. Lights, sounds, and obstacles were everywhere, and TV screens showing off this celebrity and that. Twice he pointed and shouted like a kid excited by an ice cream menu: "Look, Tsume! That's you!" When the screen showed the models who'd be attending the fashion show, and this cologne ad the, now actor, had done. Tsume was unfazed by his boyfriend's explosive joy. He's used to it. He enjoys it. It reminds him of when they were together in Naples over Toboe's sixteenth birthday. Others might be embarrassed by the overjoyed fuss, however, in New York it's too common to hear excited tourists before seeing them.
It called to them the attention he was looking for, too.
There would be no doubt in the minds of those overly interested that he is 100% invested, and committed to Toboe. And that Toboe is interested in him not for money, but love. They are in love. However distant they may be...
"Tsume, look at this." He climbed onto an art piece that was just the word: LOVE. "Take my picture." He grinned happily. "Make me look real touristy."
Tsume complied. Using Toboe's phone, he snapped a couple pictures capturing the honest joy in the young man.
"Are you hungry?" He asked when taking his phone. "I want kimchi fried rice."
Tsume snickered. That was so specific. A show of maturity. When Toboe was younger, and he offered they order food, the teen's decision making would have several international dishes before them. Thankfully, he grew out of hot dogs and macaroni. He'll never un-know that swine combination.
After the couple consumed a great amount of food, it was on to some shopping. Toboe, of course, grabbed an I love NY tee, along with a pair of jeans, and other random tourist trinkets. He got something for Cheza, his brother, and Hige. Tsume noticed there was nothing for Leara the Lemur-eyed fan girl. A falling out, perhaps.
"When is the show?"
"Eight."
"Do I have to dress up?"
"You should." He ignored a small group of girls pointing, whispering, and locating their phones. If he had a Twitter account he's sure he'd see a dozen posts about the moment. "Sorry you can't sit front row."
"Oh, that's ok. I wanna just hang in the back anyway." Making his best snooty face, he says. "I like to have a quiet appearance."
"Uh-huh."
"I do. Plus, I can record without embarrassing you."
"And there's the Toboe I know." He smiled.
Tsume reached into his pocket for his faux-leather gloves, slipping them on. He didn't think it was that late in the year that he'd need them, but it would seem otherwise. 'I must be too used to Europe, it's not padded coat weather.' He looked over at his boyfriend who seemed perfectly content in nothing but a long-sleeve shirt, though he does have a padded vest.
Toboe laughed when Tsume wrapped his arms around him. "Are you siphoning my heat? I'm on to you, Keina." He kissed his close by cheek, and wrapped his arms around Tsume's waist. "This is sad, show some native Freeze City personality."
A couple people smiled at them, a few giggled in approval. Needless to say they garnered quite a lot of attention. It would be all over the web and news stories by morning.
"How's school been?" A subtle way of asking about the issue and not actual school.
"Fine, academically. Shitty, people-wise." He frowned. "Me and Gasper are kinda eggshell with each other. Leara is getting there, after I confronted her about being the one trying to bust us up."
"You think that's why someone keeps trying to slander us?"
"Wouldn't it have to be? The media knows we're together. What do they care?" He shrugged. "The whole thing just seems so personal, not professional."
"Maybe."
"I'd of still been on the 'Maybe Train', but.. someone attacked me, just out-of-the-blue yesterday morning." He went on talking missing the aggressive "What" from his boyfriend. "The creep kissed me, and then ran off. He must have seen Gasper coming over and panicked."
"Did you call the cops? Or near enough; where the hell was campus security?"
"It was too sudden for anyone to have seen, and if they had it was too sudden to understand what they'd seen."
Tsume glowered. Was he joking? "How can you brush it off?" He calmed his tone to prevent it from getting too stern. Nobody listens the moment a tone makes itself present. "Toboe, this guy can't just go around doing whatever they want to you. There's a fine line between chill and stupid, apparently."
"I'm neither. Don't you get it?" He explained. "If this jerk is so willing to get at me that he's taking desperate measures in broad daylight, not to mention in an occupied area, he's gonna slip up and get caught."
"Says you, and a dozen other people talking about a missing or dead friend on the news, after they'd said those exact words."
"You forget, I'm not some helpless child."
Tsume just stared at him. The young man Toboe Wolf has become over the years. He may have mental strength to have endured all he had but still be able to smile like a goon, oblivious to jaded feelings. But physically... He likely weighs just short of a full backpack.
"Will you trust me?"
"I do trust you. But I choose to be ignorant to your strength." He pointed at his chest. "Remember, this scar was caused because someone wanted something from me at all cost, they couldn't care less that they admired me or whatever. Their needs always come first." He held Toboe's shoulder. "Someone probably developed a crush on you from all the media attention."
Toboe would have scoffed before. He thinks he's attractive, he knows that Tsume finds him attractive, but others probably wouldn't bore themselves with fantasizing about him tripping over uneven pavement. But after being grabbed by the kissing bandit, he's coming around. He smiled. "I can't believe I'm attractive enough to stalk."
Tsume rolled his eyes but had to smile. "It's our origin story." His smile was sincere when Toboe chuckled. "Seriously, though, let one of my bodyguards watch over you. You won't notice him." Wrapping arm arm around his boyfriend's shoulder, he began to resume their stroll.
"I'd better not." He replied. "I don't like the idea of it, but, if it'll make you feel better then I'll do it." He nudged Tsume with his elbow. "After all, it's been years since you've had contact with Darcia, so they must be pretty good at their job."
"Who?" Wondered Tsume.
"Darcia. Remember? He..." Toboe then made an expression of realization. "Oh! I see what you were doing." He chuckled. "Let's not talk anymore about it. I'm here to be a boyfriend of maximum enjoyment and perks."
He was certainly perky. Tsume could agree with that.
He spoke no more about stalkers nor trailing bodyguards. And they enjoyed three days just to themselves. While someone in the shadows stormed for three days wanting to break any visible device that would show him what He so hates to be made aware of.
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