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Love Object	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 4969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Wolfs Rain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"Alright class, take out your textbooks and turn them to paaaage..." Mrs. Lebowsky flipped through her teacher's manual. "Page 345, please."
The class did as their teacher asked of them, turning boredly through the pages of their textbooks. Some of them taking their time by doing it one page at a time.
Toboe leaned the weight of his head down onto the back of his hand while his elbow pressed against the solid surface of the desk, shouldering the most of the young teen's weight. He was beyond bored, and the day had only just begun! Mental boredom sighed through his nostrils; his eyes dropped to the pages of the book. 'I wonder what it's like to cut class?' He continued to absently flip through the book. 'I'm in the seventh grade; I can't get into that much trouble. Could I?'
"Mr. Wolf?" Mrs. Lebowsky called his attention.
"Huh? Oh!" Toboe straightened up. "Yes, ma'am?"
"Care to read for us?" Cher requested. "First two pages please."
Cher Lebowsky clearly knew he hadn't been paying attention. Toboe smiled out a chuckle, and placed an innocent hand behind his head. "Ahaha. Sure Mrs. Cher - Oops..."
The other students in class began to make kissing sounds; some were shaking their heads back and forth as if Toboe had just committed sin; and the rest began to whisper: Teacher's pet, teacher's pet.
"I meant to say, Mrs. Lebowsky." He recovered himself poorly. Looking down at his book the page number read. 532. Shoot. He kept his smile up trying to turn the pages quietly so that it wouldn't be heard while going to the correct one.
Cher sighed, closing her eyes. "Toboe, please pay attention. Whatever is out the window will probably be there at Break. Eyes and ears on me."
Toboe pouted a second. 'How am I supposed to keep my eyes on you, when you just told me to read!?' "Yes ma'am." He replied lamely.
"Thank you."
Toboe flipped to the correct page then began reading, "Have you ever seen mold on liquid? If so, have you ever wondered how it happened to get there?" So on.
Cher, herself - even though she had instructed for Toboe to pay attention and read - had not been paying any attention herself. Her mind was elsewhere right now, thinking about her home life. Her husband, Hubb, was beginning to wear on her nerves a bit. And now the two of them were having problems. Ever since they had decided to adopt Cheza as a baby three things happened: Cher threw all her attention into the young albino girl, giving most of the home duties to her husband, so that she could raise the girl all the way up into elementary school; and finally, she had just been out-in-out bored with him.
He just whined and complained, all the time! First with: Cher we're out of this, or Cher! I Don't know how to make that; then with the: What do I look like - a slave to you and Cheza! The man was a child.
But she couldn't do it. It was hard because Cheza needed both a mother and a father in her life. She was a fragile child; abandoned at such a young age. Her parents simply didn't want her. They just dropped her off in front of the hospital doors a week after the mother was sent home with her child.
Cher looked over at her daughter. The young girl looked at her mother and smiled. 'Cheza,' She began to think. 'I won't fight in front of you, but damn it if it won't be hard to get along with Hubb.' Shaking her thoughts aside, Cher decided to keep her attention on the lesson plan, before the kids got distracted themselves seeing that their teacher hadn't been paying them any attention.
"Thank you, Toboe." Cher said, halting his words. "Would anyone else like to read a page - C.J?"
"Yes, Mrs. Lebowsky." C.J. began to read from his book.
Toboe was leaning on his arm again; gazing out the window. Only this time something caught his attention. It was a man on a motorcycle. He couldn't see the man's face, though, it was covered with a helmet and the vizor was down. 'I wonder who that is?' Toboe squinted through the sunlight that beamed into the window. 'I feel... as though I've seen him before. Somewhere...' A bell sounded through the air, startling the distracted out of his wits until he realized what it was.
"Alright everyone, sit down, sit down!" Cher told them. "I have to give you your homework sheets." She stood from her desk grabbing a handful of papers with her. "It's a question and answer sheet. Jin, that's a whole sentence, not a yes or no." Three kids laughed at the poor boy, who lowered his head in embarrassment.
Toboe grabbed the sheet handed to him and stuffed it into his bookbag. Glancing one last time out the window; he wasn't the least bit surprised to see that the mysterious man had gone. He figured it was bike troubles.
At the high school.
Kiba and Hige are walking into the locker room at gym.
"Ahahaha!" A kid shoved past them laughing the whole way. Followed by his dim-wit friend who was chasing him.
"There's one born everyday." Commented Hige, holding the door open for Kiba.
"Yeah, and a stupid friend to match." Added Kiba.
"Haha, Noah did say bring them in pairs." The mixed teen walked into the locker room after Kiba had entered.
The couple walked to their lockers, then began to undress. Kiba was quick to change into his sweat pants, but when it came to his shirt he was a little hesitant. Okay - a lot hesitant.
Hige couldn't help but try to sneak a peek at him, even though it was wrong of him. He couldn't help it! Ever since he and Kiba had started going together, the sullen Wolf has been nothing but one secret after another. And where Hige didn't wanna be pushy, he just thought that, with love, sometimes you share your problems.
But Kiba remained resistant; he refused to show certain parts of his body to anyone. No matter how much he loved them or cared about them. No, meant no!
Turning to Hige, Kiba smiled shyly saying, "I've gotta.."
Hige raised a hand finishing his sentence. "Go to the bathroom, I know. I'll meet you in the gym."
"Thanks." He leaned sideways giving his boyfriend a quick kiss on the cheek. Walking away from him, Kiba headed towards the bathroom stalls, disappearing out of sight.
Hige frowned watching his lover perform his daily routine when it came to getting dressed. Even when they had sex Kiba would keep his shirt on! That couldn't be normal. 'Kiba... I wish you would just trust me enough to tell me what's wrong with you. Then maybe you wouldn't have to feel so alone with it.' With a shrug of wanted indifference, Hige tugged his shirt down his chest and headed for the door. 'Oh well.'
Kiba watched as Hige left the locker room. He felt bad for the guy, but... what was he supposed to do?! Just tell him, have him laugh? Well - he doesn't really think Hige would laugh at him, but he would ask a lot of questions that he doesn't wanna answer.
'I'm sorry Hige... But, I can't tell you - I can't tell anybody.'
Pulling his shirt over his head Kiba looked down at his left forearm, rubbing it gingerly with his right hand. Kiba soothed away the burning tingle that often came when he covered the large, blistered, red welt on his arm with clothes.
The Wolf teen closed his eyes, wishing for the billionth time since that fateful night that he would open his eyes and the mark would be gone. But he knew there was no escaping from his past. But he could run as long as possible. Opening his eyes, Kiba sighed grabbing his gym shirt to put on.
"At least winter break is coming up." He muttered to himself as he left the locker room.
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"Christ, it's fucking cold out here. I need to start bringing a jacket." Tsume grumbled.
He'd parked himself behind the same set of bushes he usually does to watch for his little crush, when Toboe and his class go outside. But this morning had gone from warm and sunny to shady and freezing, just like that. Deciding the best way to get warm was to light up a cigarette. Tsume pulled out a pack of smokes and helped himself to one.
"You guys wanna play baseball with us?" A boy called out when the two large doors of the gym room opened up.
Tsume turned himself so that he could peer between the fences openings. Looking... looking - There. A smile spread across the man's face. Toboe looked great in white. Even if it were under the weight of those ugly bulky gym clothes. Toboe managed to pull off looking graceful and slender.
"Sure, I'll play." Said Toboe. "Can I bat first?"
"We have to pick teams first dumb-dumb." Another guy said.
Tsume narrowed his eyes at the mouthy child. Kids can be so stupid.
Cheza sat on the grass watching as the boys picked teams to be on; and she scooted out of the way when the game started.
Tsume watched like a hawk as the teens played the game; completely in awe at how good Toboe was. The bases were loaded for the other team, and Toboe was far right field waiting to catch the ball, should it come out that far.
Tsume wanted more than anything to say something to him. Toboe was standing so close by him on the field! But he controlled himself, and remained silent.
With a pop the ball went flying. Tsume watched as it soared right over the fence towards him. Kneeling, he opened his hand and caught the stray ball with ease.
"Oh man." Toboe ran up to the gate freezing when the older man stood up in plain sight. "Umm," He bowed quickly, showing the older man respect. "I'm reaally sorry if the ball hit you, sir. May I have that back, please?"
Tsume's heart had stopped beating. Toboe was - talking to him. Right to him! Tsume had barely understood what the kid had said until it began to sink in. "Right, the ball." He tossed it with one hand over the gate to him.
"Thanks." He missed the ball a good inch and bent over to pick it up. "You're not hurt, are you?" Toboe asked again.
"No, I'm fine." Tsume replied.
With a smile to him of relief, the Wolf teen gave another bow. "Well, I have to get back to my game - um, thanks again mister." He started to run away but paused hearing the man speak his name. "Huh?" Toboe asked to be sure because he hadn't quite heard the near whisper.
"I said it's Tsume, not mister."
"Ha, okay. Thanks... Tsume." He dashed off without another word.
Tsume smiled, noticeably wide, as he sat back down beside the bush. Haha, Toboe. The boy was just too delicious for words. And he now knows his name - said it even! Life was beginning to turn around for him.
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