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Learning to Land. Chapter Thirty Nine ~Shishido~

Warnings: Yaoi, Love, Angst, Fluff, and Lots of Sex. Some kink. You've been warned ;)

Disclaimer: Nope not mine. Still in my dreams. ;)

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It was dark outside when he woke and he was home alone.

Shishido heard a noise again, the one that had awakened him. A knock at the door, and as no one else was getting it, he got up but was annoyed at having to. He was then annoyed that someone might be home and ignored the knock and even more annoyed when he realized that hours later, Taki and Ohtori still weren't home yet.

"Package for Shishido Ryoh?" The delivery guy said and had a still groggy Shishido sign for a large box. Any delivery for him was probably going to be from Atobe. Especially as no one from the dorm security had called first. A delivery on a Sunday evening surely meant Atobe. He went to tip the guy and the guy said it was not necessary, it was already taken care of. Yeah, positively Atobe. Shishido opened the box and then started laughing. It was all of his favorite things but now everything was scented vanilla. From candles to big sizes of Atobe's favorite kind of shampoo and conditioner to soap to bath oil to coffee. All vanilla. All Atobe. He even sent along a bottle of champagne which was the only non-vanilla item and the card said only, Celebrating our friendship, use it well... -K-

Shishido had an urge to call and thank him but that wasn't like them so he didn't. He could thank him when he saw him by rolling his eyes and know Atobe alone would completely understand how pleased he was. So he put everything away, made fresh coffee, and went to shower with his new things. Shishido was glad he brought a robe into the bathroom with him because as he came out he heard voices. He used the robe to cover Atobe's mark on his chest. Shishido grabbed a cup of coffee as he passed by.

"Shishido-san!" Ohtori sounded so happy he was practically chirping. Shishido smiled at the sound and took a sip of coffee. It was rich and vanilla but not as good as the other one he noted. "Did you sleep?" Ohtori asked and Shishido felt as if he was asking him if he was all right now.

"Yeah, I slept some." Shishido smiled at how pleased Ohtori seemed that he said he had slept.

"Have you eaten dinner, Shishido-san? We're ordering pizza." Ohtori looked like a puppy begging him to join in the fun.

"I'm in." Shishido said and wondered where they had been all that time if they hadn't eaten. Ice skating for all that time?

"What toppings do you want, Shishido-san?" Ohtori looked thrilled he agreed to eat with them. Taki looked anything but.

He shrugged. "Anything's good." He walked to his room to get dressed and then remembered something so he stuck his head back out his door and said, "But no anchovies this time."

Ohtori looked disappointed and Taki said, "At least we agree on that."

Shishido finished up some homework he had for the week ahead and then ate with them both when the food arrived. He did a little reviewing after with Ohtori and Taki watched them both but said nothing. It was as if he understood this did not concern him and he should not interfere. Taki eventually walked back into his and Ohtori's bedroom and Ohtori seemed to be waiting for him to go away. "Shishido-san is it true? What they say about Risa, Ichiro, and Kenichi?" He whispered.

Shishido thought about it. Three Hyoutei students from years ago that all met bad ends because of ingrained tradition and responsibility. He certainly did not want to scare Ohtori but wanted him to be wary, this was Hyoutei. "I don't know for certain but I think it probably is close to being true. Close enough to remember." Ohtori nodded but Shishido saw him wondering at it. He didn't want Ohtori to dwell on it as two of the students were alleged to have killed themselves as Ohtori's friend and lover did. Shishido tried to think of a way to change the subject but couldn't think of anything. The questions that were stuck in his head were wondering if Ohtori remembered kissing him, why he never mentioned he was leaving, and if he had heard about Shishido and Atobe from earlier.Shishido worried about the answers to all of them. "Any other questions?" He asked Ohtori instead and realized that he would answer whatever Ohtori asked him. In a way, he really hoped Ohtori would ask Shishido something along the lines of if he missed him again. Shishido really wanted to answer him this time.

"Shishido-san,if you really loved someone would you stay with them even if they were dropped?" That was a surprising one.

Shishido thought about it and found his first answer was the one he meant. "If I really did?" Ohtori nodded, "Yes." Shishido thought about it for a moment. He wondered why Ohtori was asking him and then considered that it could be because Ohtori was finally grasping the seriousness of the situation. He thought a moment more, "But if I was dropped, I wouldn't let someone stay with me. I wouldn't want to bring them down. I'd want them to be happy."

Ohtori looked puzzled, "And if they were happy with you?"

"They wouldn't be happy with me if I was dropped. How could they be?" Shishido thought what he said made perfect sense but Ohtori looked confused still. Shishido decided he would let him work it out and then ask him whatever he wanted about it later. "We're done for tonight. Okay?"

Ohtori smiled, "Thank you, Shishido-san." Ohtori got his papers together and went to put them away. Shishido thought perhaps Ohtori would go to sleep but he hoped Ohtori would join him to talk and watch television. He wasn't sure though and thought about it as he ran his fingers through his nearly dry hair. It smelled and felt really good after Atobe's shampoo and conditioner. His hair was thick and waist-length. It took a long time to air dry.

Shishido lay on the couch and turned on the television. He then remembered his hickey. He had on a pair of form fitting though comfortable sleep pants and a loose shirt with two buttons on the front by the neck. When he looked down his chest he could just see the dark hickey down his shirt from a certain angle so he moved over onto his stomach just as Ohtori was coming out of his room. "Shishido-san? Is it okay if we watch this? I just got it today." Ohtori held an anime box set in his hand and held the first DVD out to him. Shishido had just been talking about this with someone. He couldn't remember who, maybe Kashiwa or Kaida about how he wanted to see it when they said how good it was, but he remembered he had talked about it in his class when Ohtori wasn't around. Strange coincidence. Shishido thought about it for a moment and Ohtori took his pause to mean he didn't want to. "If you don't like it we can turn it off, but..."

Shishido shrugged. "No, its fine. You haven't seen it?" Ohtori looked relieved for some reason and shook his head no.

"I always wanted to Shishido-san," Ohtori said it as if he was vowing it. Shishido almost laughed at how serious Ohtori could be over nothing.

"Me too actually," Shishido said smiling.

"Is that the one you bought today?" Taki asked Ohtori. Shishido was surprised to find him standing there. He guessed that was where he and Ohtori went after ice skating. Shishido realized he never asked them how it went and that he didn't want to know if Ohtori and Taki had a good time. It annoyed him.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah Taki-san." Ohtori put the DVD in and then came over to the couch. "Shishido-san, would you move down please?"

Shishido could not sit up or his shirt might fall in a way that the damn hickey would show. He had no idea why Ohtori had to sit on the couch with him when there were other chairs and other places to sit and he was going to point this out to him annoyed when he realized that he wanted Ohtori to sit next to him too. Which was also annoying and nice all at the same time. So he scooted down putting his knees up against the bottom of the couch and his feet in the air. He flipped his drying hair over and out of his face after moving. He asked Ohtori, "Enough room now?"

"Yes. Thank you, Shishido-san." Ohtori sat and started the DVD.

It was a good show. Shishido didn't really love playing basketball but it was a good, fun, sports anime even if it was a few years old. He found he was smiling and laughing at the jokes and Ohtori was joining him. A few times he saw Taki walk out into the kitchen or the washroom as if checking on them. It pleased Shishido that Taki was probably annoyed at him stealing Ohtori's attention and that he couldn't say a thing because Ohtori asked Shishido to join him and really hadn't asked Taki.

Shishido wished he had some indication other than a drunken kiss that Ohtori was interested in him. In that way. And he wished he had any indication that his interest was in Shishido himself and not in him being a substitute. Shishido suddenly appreciated Atobe's approach. Say what everyone might, but Atobe was not shy about going after what he wanted. Shishido had never ever had to make a first move before and wasn't sure he wanted to. Not without some indication of real interest.

For all he knew, Ohtori might just want to watch the anime here with him as a friend. Maybe Taki hit on him or the kid remembered Taki kissing him and didn't want to go to sleep until after he was sure Taki was out. From the short time they had lived together Shishido had learned that Taki needed his sleep. He was not able to stay up late and when he did, he didn't function well the next day or so. The first episode ended and Ohtori asked if he wanted to see the next one. Shishido shrugged and nodded. "You're okay to stay up?" He asked. He wasn't as certain of Ohtori's need for sleep. Only that he was having trouble when he first moved in because of his loss and adjusting to Hyoutei.

Ohtori smiled, "Fine, Shishido-san." Ohtori paused before hitting play, "You don't sleep very much." He said it as a statement more than a question.

Shishido shrugged, "Since I was little I've had trouble sleeping." He thought of something, "You're sleeping better?" Ohtori had told him the second day after he moved in that he was having trouble sleeping and asked Shishido what he did. He told Ohtori he just didn't sleep when he couldn't.

Ohtori nodded and then hit play. Shishido was glad Ohtori could sleep better and felt a little envious. Shishido moved a little. He had been laying on his hand and it had fallen asleep. He shifted and then threw his hair back again when it fell across his face. Taki walked past during the theme song to the bathroom and then went back to their room after watching the show standing behind them for a few moments. Shishido thought as he heard Taki shuffle back to his room that it was ridiculous that he was jealous. There was nothing going on but them watching a show.

Shishido mused that perhaps if Ohtori was a girl, then he would be more comfortable making a move on him. But then he also realized he would know more exactly what he wanted from a girl. At least more than he knew what to do with and what he wanted from Ohtori. That alone kept him from doing anything. Plus he had to consider that even with girls, they usually had already approached him, confessed their feelings for him, and what always had happened was they reached to touch and kiss Shishido long before he had to. Ohtori didn't ask if he wanted to see the third episode, he just hit play when the second one ended.

Shishido stretched slightly from his position. They had been laughing at some of the antics in the last episode and Shishido decided to just stop thinking about what to do and just watch the show. He figured he was being stupid about all this anyway. Ohtori was probably just an affectionate drunk with everyone and really, Shishido shouldn't even try to make any kind of move on anyone who had lost someone they loved. Just because he looked like the guy's twin didn't mean anything. He couldn't be a substitute.

And then he felt it.

It had been so soft that he had dismissed it completely until then and he was not sure what it was at first or how long it had been going on for. He realized that when he moved and threw his hair back, some of his drying hair must have fallen onto Ohtori's lap. Rather than push it aside, softly, gently, probably even hesitantly, Ohtori was touching his hair. Shishido thought that perhaps Ohtori was not even aware that he was doing it. So he watched the third episode and tried to notice how Ohtori was touching him. Shishido knew that he had soft, nice hair. The shampoo and conditioner Atobe had sent over smelled delicious and left it feeling like heavy silk. When he was younger, girls in class would always go to touch it and braid it and even now sometimes it happened. Often on the train he would have to move away from someone who would touch it as if they could not resist. Once was a nice old grandmother who said it was pretty and another time a young boy told him he was beautiful. People loved to touch his hair. Even babies would reach for his hair over shiny objects and if he let them, they would grab it fisted in their little hands and squeal in glee. People touched his hair all the time.

Even Atobe during one of their fights threatened to cut it all off while Shishido slept. At the time it had made Shishido laugh. He wasn't Samson and Atobe was no Delilah. Atobe loved to wash and brush his hair. Shishido had laughed knowing that Atobe would never cut off something that gave him that much pleasure and he felt reassured that he rarely slept. To make up for his threat Atobe delighted in dragging a perturbed Shishido to a posh "it" hairstylist of the moment. The kind who charged for one haircut a weeks wages for a well to do businessman. Atobe had smiled as if he enjoyed hearing the guy squeal in delight as he felt Shishido's silken strands and ran them through his "expert" fingertips. Atobe carefully supervised the haircut under his own expert eye. He watched to see if Shishido was nervous, but he wasn't. After all the fanfare, in the end Atobe only allowed the stylist expert to cut one centimeter off to "even everything out" despite all his threats. Shishido still smiled at the memory and shook his head at the wasted money. So, maybe Ohtori just enjoyed touching his hair. Maybe it reminded him of his dead friend's and if that comforted him then Shishido would be glad to soothe him in that way. Maybe Ohtori was not even aware he was touching his hair or he was too polite and shy to ask Shishido to move it. Shishido suddenly had to know.

He asked Ohtori to pause the DVD, carefully got up so his hickey did not show, and went to the washroom. He returned to the couch and lay back down just as carefully. This time though, when he tossed his hair back, he made sure it fell completely across Ohtori's lap. If Ohtori wanted it moved he would have to ask him to move it. If he touched it now, it would be deliberate and not unconscious. Ohtori started the DVD again seeing Shishido was "settled" and Shishido waited. He found his heart was beating hard in anticipation of what might happen. Nothing happened. Or nothing Shishido noticed. He realized the poor part of his plan was that he could not feel if the ends of his hair were being touched and he could not look to see if Ohtori's hands were moving. He remembered the photos showing Ohtori with long, curling hair and knew that Ohtori would remember that too.

Finally he felt something. The touch was light, so light it was almost a whisper as Ohtori gently touched his hair. Shishido waited to see if he made some kind of mistake or if it was just Ohtori gently pushing his hair aside and out of his lap. He felt it again, a little more. Ohtori actually was gently running his fingers through his hair. Just that little touch had Shishido almost moaning with wanting more and remembering how he kissed, but Shishido was afraid to move because he worried that any movement on his part might make Ohtori stop.

And he didn't want him to stop. But he didn't know how to let Ohtori know that he enjoyed it. He wasn't sure how to get Ohtori to continue and let him know he was giving his permission for Ohtori to touch him. And maybe touch him more. Shishido was terrible at this. He knew. Terrible. He thought wryly that Ohtori couldn't have picked a worse person if Ohtori expected him to make the first move. And then it hit him. Shy Ohtori had already made the first move. Now twice. Shishido wondered again if Ohtori remembered kissing him and how Shishido responded. He wondered if Ohtori was hard also and had to stop himself from making any noise as an image of Ohtori naked, hard, and just under his hair flashed through his mind. This was ridiculous. Shishido was so bad at this. Fine, if shy Ohtori could make the first move, then Shishido could make the second one.

But he knew, instinctively knew, it couldn't be a big move or he might scare Ohtori off. So he shifted as if uncomfortable and moved up, just a little, until the top of his head rested against Ohtori's strong upper leg. All right, he admitted, it wasn't the best idea in the world, but he felt he had to do something. As it was, Ohtori froze for a moment. His hands stopped moving in his hair for at least a full minute. When he stopped, Shishido was afraid to breathe in too deeply in case Ohtori asked him to move down more or told him he was tired and walked away. Shishido thought maybe moving was the worst idea he had ever had. He should have stayed where he was and let Ohtori do whatever he wanted. He was just berating himself for being completely stupid when Ohtori's hand started softly moving again. Shishido now had to keep from exhaling in relief and pleasure. He tried to concentrate on the DVD because both of them were still kind of watching it during all this. They both laughed at the jokes and Shishido didn't want that to stop as much as he wanted Ohtori to keep touching him.

Shishido was very pleased Ohtori didn't stop as they watched the next episodes. Ohtori grew a little bolder over time too. He kept playing only with Shishido's hair but sometimes he ran his hair through his fingers and his hand close enough to Shishido's scalp slowly so that Shishido felt the weight and heat from his hand and fingers. Atobe had often stroked his hair absently as if he had been a pet. Ohtori touched his hair very different. His touch was light and almost adoring as if he couldn't believe he was allowed to touch Shishido. Yes, Shishido wanted more but this was so nice that he found for the moment he was content. He realized that maybe he should let Ohtori take things slow and get to know Shishido. Then Ohtori could make up his mind and Shishido could too. Perhaps if he got to know him better, Ohtori wouldn't see him as a substitute and maybe he would see him just for himself. If Atobe could do it, anyone could.

Just as he thought that, Ohtori dropped his hair that he had been stroking and running between his fingers. Shishido had no idea why and almost said something. He knew he hadn't moved and was worried that Ohtori just decided that this wasn't right. Then Shishido heard a noise and swept his hair out of Ohtori's lap and behind them. He looked over being careful not to expose his hickey.

"You guys are still up? Are you crazy? We have practice in a couple of hours!" Taki said half awake and looked really angry.

Shishido went to yell at him. He was so aggravated that Taki was there but before he could get a word out, Ohtori jumped in and said all happy and innocent-sounding, "Taki-san? Did we wake you? I'm so sorry! We're going to bed after this episode is over. It's almost over. We're just going to watch the end."

Shishido said nothing because all he could think of was being in bed with Ohtori. He was surprised to find it wasn't even really sex he was thinking of, although that would be nice sure, but what he thought of first when Ohtori said 'we're going to bed' was him and Ohtori in his bed wrapped around each other touching and kissing. Shishido wanted that so much he was hard again just thinking about it. Just thinking about Ohtori's talented tongue and warm lips and his hands touching him soft as he had been touching his hair rendered Shishido completely unable to speak. And then the guy on the show that was still playing said something funny and both he and Ohtori laughed at it. It wasn't so much the show, just the tension break they both needed. To laugh together felt really good too.

They watched the end of the show together with Taki sitting on a chair in the room scowling at the both of them. The moment the episode was over, Taki stood as if he was going to carry Ohtori to their bedroom. "Shishido-san, will you be able to sleep?" Ohtori said and it sounded like he was smiling as he took the DVD out and put the television back on. He came over to hand the controller to Shishido and for an instant their fingers touched.

The electric jolt at their contact was increased by Shishido knowing Ohtori did it on purpose. The third time Ohtori made a first move. Shishido felt a little bold and he was too hard to get up right then so he said, "I'll try in a little while. Thanks, Choutarou." Shishido smiled and watched the effect him saying Ohtori's given name for the first time visibly had on him.

Ohtori blushed and smiled. "Maybe we can watch more tomorrow night, Shishido-san?" he suggested and Shishido was amazed at his fourth first move.

"Ohtori..." Taki started but they were both ignoring him now. Even polite Ohtori did not answer him.

"I'd really like that. Now we should go to bed." Shishido smiled and was full well aware the effect saying that to him had on himself. He saw Ohtori blush a little harder at the double meaning but he looked directly at him and smiled.

"Yes, Shishido-san." Shishido was not sure if Ohtori was really agreeing but damn...the way he said it certainly sounded like he was.

"Sleep well." Shishido smiled, clearing the meaning up for Taki who looked in a rage. He was barely aware that his smile was his lopsided grin he had when he found something to be incredibly tantalizing and sexy.

"Yes, you too, Shishido-san." Ohtori moved away then walking past an infuriated Taki, "Good night, Taki-san." He said sounding completely innocent.

"Shishido, you know better than to keep him up." Taki said as he started to follow Ohtori.

"Sorry." Shishido said not meaning it and still smiling. He wondered if Ohtori was still smiling too.

Shishido sat up figuring Taki was not finished and that he didn't have to hide his chest anymore or his erection. He didn't give a damn if Taki saw the hickey and actually wanted to make him wonder where it was from if he did. "If he's exhausted tomorrow..." Taki started.

Shishido stood. "He'll be fine Taki. Good night." Shishido walked into his room and shut the door without looking back. He fell back onto his bed and wondered if Ohtori was as completely turned on and if he would touch himself. They were only a small hallway apart he thought. He considered that Ohtori probably couldn't and wouldn't because of Taki being there. Shishido wondered if Ohtori wanted to as much as Shishido did. If Ohtori thought about Shishido being right here touching himself and thinking of Ohtori. Shishido moved his hand into his pants and wrapped it around himself thinking of Ohtori slipping into his room, into his bed, and kissing him good night. Just the thought of that happening made him crazy with wanting it. He wondered though if he should maybe wait because Ohtori couldn't. He felt like maybe he wanted to wait for him.

Shishido froze as he heard a door open. "...going?" He heard Taki say and he still sounded angry.

"To the washroom Taki-san?" Ohtori sounded innocent and puzzled. Shishido knew Taki could see his door from his bed. There was no way Ohtori was going to come into his room. Shishido was annoyed now that he had gone to his room. Had he stayed out on the couch maybe Ohtori would have come to him. Or maybe not, Shishido heard the washroom door open and shut. Shishido thought of joining him in the washroom, which he couldn't because of Taki, and then he realized what Ohtori was probably doing in there and that Shishido could join him right now, from here. He had to keep himself from making a sound as he thought about Ohtori hard, touching himself, and thinking of Shishido. He moved his hand on himself again and thought about Ohtori's hands, his smile, his mouth, his skin, his tongue moving on him, kissing him, and Shishido soon found he was whispering Ohtori's given name very softly as he came by his own hand. He thought to himself as he cleaned up that this was the second time he had come that day thinking about being with Ohtori.

He wondered if that was really what Ohtori did in the bathroom and then startled when he heard a noise as Ohtori must have brushed against Shishido's door as he walked past. Maybe he did do the same thing and maybe after he was saying goodnight. Shishido was not sure as he heard their door close for the last time until the morning. Shishido realized that because he wasn't sure of what he wanted, it was best right now if he and they took their time. Ohtori seemed to be comfortable making the first moves and Shishido figured he should let him and see where things went. He could always stop if it seemed that he was being too much a substitute for his own liking. For now though, he knew he liked him. He was attractive, fun, surprising, and it felt really good spending time with him. He knew he cared about him more perhaps than he had cared about anyone before. He would have gone back to Atobe even with his demands just for Ohtori's sake and safety in a heartbeat. Other than that, Shishido wasn't sure what he felt other than he felt good.

He was very tired but he still smiled and thought about things for a long time until he finally fell asleep.

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