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Title: Sometimes
Author: Wearable Bishounen
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes it�s hard to leave the ones you love. Sometimes you find a new love at the most unexpected times and in unusual places. Sometimes the Pretear can be a male.
Disclaimer: We�authors Lennith and Cheza-chan�do not own Pretear in any way. If we did� well, some of you might not be able to watch the show.
A/N: This fanfiction is being transferred from Fanfiction.net to AdultFanFiction.net until both are caught up with the proper amount of chapters. Thank you.

Chapter Three � The Day After�
Still sore the next morning, Izumi decided it to be tactful to behave like a model son the next morning. He dressed in his school uniform, ate his breakfast quietly and respectfully... and promptly left the family home to ditch classes. "I just need to think today," he grumbled to himself in excuse as he strolled down one of the commercial streets of the city. "My head hurts too much to go to school and if I go Jun will get me for sure this time."
"Excuse me, sir!"
Izumi reflexively turned to the voice to see Shin, standing outside the flower shop he'd just passed with a stem of Freesia in his outstretched hand. Izumi's eyes narrowed a little in annoyance, but he wasn't really too upset to see the boy. It could have been worse; he could have run in to Mannen or that creepy Hayate. "What are you doing here?" he asked without moving to take the offering.
"I work here, Kurasaki-kun. Since we're old enough now, Hajime and I work in the flower shop." Shin smiled gently and Izumi couldn't help but let his guard down and his features soften. The boy was just too pure and friendly to be angry with.
"And your Mannen-nii? Seeing how you two were together I figured you wouldn't let him out of your sight," Izumi teased, his smile a little crueler than he had originally intended.
Shin blushed darkly. �He noticed that easily? I thought I was doing all right with hiding it...� "Mannen-nii found the flower shop too idle for him, so he got a job with Goh working for a restaurant," Shin explained trying to will down his blush. "Anyway, here, this is for you, Kurasaki-kun." He waved the flower a little until Izumi took it hesitantly in his own hand.
"Mou... you can call me Izumi," he said, feeling a little guilty for teasing the blonde's feelings. "Arigato."
"You're welcome, Izumi-kun," Shin brightened. "Freesia is the flower of trust, I hope we can be friends and you will trust us someday. I'll leave you be now." Shin gave a little bow and turned to go back into the shop.
"Shin, w�wait," Izumi called after him. The boy turned back to the dark haired young man, a bit of surprise in his green eyes. "Ano... I was wondering if we could talk a little. There's just so much I don't understand."
Shin nodded eagerly, extremely happy to be treated as an equal member of the team even though he was the youngest. "I'd be happy to try to explain to you, Izumi-kun. I can take a break quickly, Hajime will cover me for a bit."
Izumi nodded, and both boys agreed to sit on a bench near one of the plaza water fountains. "I guess... I wanted to know what would happen if I decided not to be Pretear."
Shin's face darkened. "We would have to do our best to fight the mayouchuu by ourselves, but it would be a losing battle," Shin answered grimly.
"What are mayouchuu?"
"They're seeds that attach themselves to something with Leafe, bond with them and then suck the Leafe out of the surrounding area. In other words, a Leafe parasite. At least this time Fenrir doesn't have a body. Fenrir is the Queen of Calamity; she's the one who sends forth the mayouchuu. Not too long ago... she became horribly powerful. She took the body of our Pretear, fed off of her insecurity and just about destroyed us. We're lucky Himeno-neechan, our last Pretear-hime was strong and loving enough to drive Fenrir out."
"Himeno... neechan? You really cared about her, huh?"
Shin nodded again solemnly. "We all miss her terribly. Poor Hayate has it the worst... Please, be patient with him, he was in love with her and had to leave her behind."
Izumi nodded silently in acknowledgment. It seemed a good reason for the man to be unfriendly to him. "Thank you, Shin. Just one more thing, before you have to go. What is it like to Pr�t? Sasame said your power becomes one with the Leafe Knight, but I still don't understand."
Shin giggled a little. "I'm really not the best one to ask about that, I don't usually Pr�t with our Pretear, I'm in charge of forming and maintaining the barrier to contain the mayouchuu. I'd probably explain it wrong. It'd be better if you asked one of the others."
Izumi looked at him a little doubtfully, but accepted it. The other Knights still made him a bit nervous, but it would have to be dealt with. "Thank you, Shin-kun, for the flower and for your help," he said, jumping to his feet and stretching a little. "I'll see you around, I'm sure. Ja."
Shin watched the fledgling Pretear wander off down the street. �He's really not so bad... With patience and time, it should be all right. But what would I do if he told Mannen-nii?� Shin's breath caught sharply in his chest. �It will be alright...�
Izumi stared at the Fresia in his hand, a faint smile on his face. He sighed and clenched his fist around the stem, continuing along the crowded streets. Nobody ever stopped him to chastise him about not being in school. They knew better. Having appeared at several functions with his father, Izumi felt he was his shadow and even more feared than his father, which could never be true. The boy uncurled his fingers and let the flower flutter slowly to the ground, forgotten, as he crossed the street. �Gomen, Shin...�
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Kei looked up from the computer screen to frown at his fellow Knight.
"Delivery," Goh chuckled, holding up a wrapped package. He dropped into one of the rolling chairs and slid up next to the blond. "Whatcha workin' on?"
"Creating new software. Nothing you'd be interested in."
The Fire Knight was interested; interested in the way Kei's delicate fingers moved quickly over the keys, not anything on the screen. A small vein appeared on the Light Knight's forehead as he realized he was providing impure thoughts for the other. "Don't you have to work?" he sighed.
"Mannen's handling my shift." Goh placed the cloth-covered box on the other side of Kei's desk, smiling as he leaned over him.
"They do have cameras in here," Kei hissed, eyes narrowed. He still didn�t understand why though.
Goh sighed but moved back. He placed a quick kiss on Kei's cheek before standing. "I'll see ya later."
Kei smiled and nodded. "Arigato. For the lunch."
The familiar grin returned to the Fire Knight's face and he left. Kei almost half-intended him to give the cameras the finger for not allowing them their privacy, but realized that was more Izumi's style. �I wonder how our young, new Pretear is doing...� He continued smiling as he tried to complete his project.
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Izumi raised his eyes slowly and they widened. "Hayate...?" The Wind Knight stood on the top of the building a few more moments before disappearing. "He could've at least told me where Sasame was..."
"Sasame, of Words Gate?"
Gray eyes stared warily at the woman next to him and he raised his shoulders in a shrug.
"Flaxen-colored hair?" she continued, "Iridescent gray eyes?"
Izumi nodded uncertainly. He'd never wanted to stare too long into Sasame's eyes. They seemed to be searching for something deep in his soul.
"His show, Wordsgate, broadcasts regularly, so he's probably at the radio station." The woman smiled. "Are you a fan?"
"Yeah, right," Izumi scoffed. He mumbled a quick "thank you", but didn't walk off in the direction of the station. His feet took him towards a restaurant he and his father frequented if and when they went out to "bond". His eyes narrowed after the doors were opened for him. The grinning white-haired male that stood behind the bar triggered something and he rushed over, his voice rising to proportions he himself never thought it�d reached. "Get out! You can't work here, get OUT!"
Goh covered his face, groaning loudly as Mannen's eyes darkened in rage. "Here we go..."
"What the heck are you talking about? What gives you the authority to say I can't work here?" Mannen seethed, doing his best to control his temper. He did want to keep the job, especially if Izumi didn't want him to.
"I come here with my father often and I do not want to have to see you every time I get dragged out to dinner," Izumi yelled, making no effort to avoid making a scene.
"Boys, boys, please," Goh tried valiantly to get between them, smiling nervously. "You two can settle this later, ne?"
"NO! I am saying right now that you cannot work here! I'll have my father speak to the manager and fire your sorry ass. You too, Goh, if you get in my face," Izumi snarled at both of them.
Mannen reached forward with the speed of a fighter and clutched Izumi's collar, drawing his face very close to his own. "And I'm telling you, gaki, this is no time to be a spoiled brat. We need money to live and eat just like you do," he said quietly, beating down the urge to either grind his teeth or pop a punch in the boy's face.
Izumi winced and tried to pull back, feeling all too vulnerable under the Ice Knight's scrutiny. �I hate him, I hate him, I hate him. Why does he bother me so much? How could anyone have hair that white and shiny?� Izumi shook his head, trying to clear it.
Mannen eased his grip a little. "Kurasaki-kun, we need this job. If we're going to help you we need to work." His pale lips curved into a triumphant grin. "And take care of your wounds. You should have left the bandages on longer." With that, Mannen released his grip and Izumi jerked back a couple of paces, wiping at his cheek with the back of his hand to disguise the faint color that tinged them.
Mannen's grin widened and he leaned back from the bar's counter. Goh found his mood contagious and grinned also. Izumi was the only one still scowling. "I feel better," the Ice Knight breathed, "Drinks all around!" The bar and most of the restaurant interrupted into cheers. Before the crowd settled in, Mannen winked at the boy.
Izumi screamed mentally and released his anger on one of the glossy mahogany tables. It splintered and split down the middle, contents flying everywhere.
"A male Himeno," Goh muttered. He walked over and wrapped an arm around the boy's heaving shoulders. Izumi started and jerked away, eyes wide and wild. "Oi. Daijoubu. Do you or did you want to talk about something?"
"Un," Izumi grunted.
"Let's go to the back."
He studied the Knight's face, unsure of what expression represented absolute trust and care.
�This child's been through a lot. Maybe more and worse than Himeno.� Goh smiled. "I promise not to touch you." He stuck his hands in his pockets.
Izumi glanced at the bar then back at the brown-haired man before relenting. "Fine."
Mannen watched the pair head to the double doors of the kitchen and disappear through them. He allowed himself a small smile before concentrating on serving the customers before him.
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