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So Many Reasons Why 5

Tal
and Thorn

The bow was
crooked and the one end had been re-done several times, but Kazutaka was rather
proud of his job of wrapping Asato�s birthday gift. And he�d managed to keep it hidden from Saki for the last couple
weeks. This afternoon their father had
thrown Asato a little party, cake and gifts and all. He�d even made sure to schedule his business trip around it. Asato had seemed so happy. Kazutaka was glad. The torment he went through on what was becoming a nearly nightly
basis was not for nothing then.

Saki was gone for a couple days, away
with Father to assist in the purchasing and inventorying of a rather large
acquisition. So, the boys had planned
to have a sleepover in Asato�s attic room and Kazutaka was going to give Asato
the gift he�d bought just for him. He�d
even snuck into town to buy it while Asato was at lessons and he was faking
being sick. He hoped Asato liked it.

Kazutaka put out the lamp in his room,
tucked the present in his overnight bag and headed up the stairs. He�d been sickly the last couple days. He�d been forced to lie down about halfway
through Asato�s party, but that wasn�t going to keep him from enjoying the
night with his best friend. He�d even
choked down some of Grandfather�s awful tasting medicine to help him be strong
enough for tonight.

Asato looked down at the presents he�d
moved from the bed to the floor. Father
had bought him some nice shirts and vests, which he really liked and wanted to
wear. At least tonight and
tomorrow. The truth was even at ten
he�d been a bit of a clotheshorse. He
used to love picking out his school clothes.
It was surprising Father knew something like that. Considering he�d sort of left most of his
favorites sit in the closet gathering dust.
Anything that Saki might say made him �pretty� or �stunning� or �girly�
depending on the swing of the older boy�s mood. He spent most days in the neutral browns and grays he always
picked when he was taken shopping.

Tonight was different. It was just him and Kazutaka. He could just be himself and part of that
was being able to wear what he liked the most.
So he kicked the heavy gray sweater under his bed and slipped on a
cream-colored silk dress shirt. It was a
little see-through, but Dad said it was the latest fashion. Then a choice between the three new brocade
vests. He decided on the green one, but
carefully placed the other two in the closet for another time.

He looked in the mirror. He smiled, feeling like he�d slipped back into his favorite
skin. He played with the blousy sleeves
before he placed the brassy cufflinks on, another gift from Father. A shadow passed over his face. He never wanted Saki to see him like this. But the shadow disappeared as an altogether
different thought entered his mind. He
blushed, realizing he was dressing up for a slumber party. That he wanted to look nice for
Kazutaka.

No, it couldn�t be that. Maybe he was just trying to cover up his almost give-away blunder
the other day when Kazutaka had asked him where he�d been and when he�d lied
about napping in the garden, his brother had informed that was the first place
he looked and he�d checked back there often.
In actuality, Saki had made him stay in his dreaded room the whole day
just to test if he would. Kazutaka
seemed much more inquisitorial that day and Asato was almost certain he knew
something was wrong. In fact, those
blue fe eye eyes seemed to see everything in his heart. Though that day had been forgotten, Asato
didn�t feel it had been totally dropped.

Playing with his lengthening
blonde-silver hair, Kazutaka stood on the top stair of the flight to Asato�s
room. Hederedered if he should knock or
just go in. Maybe he should have waited
downstairs for Asato to come get him.
Maybe he shouldn�t have suggested this at all. He wasn�t entirely sure he could spend the entire night with
Asato. These last months had made him
even more introverted than ever, even around Asato, and he wasn�t sure the
welts on his back from Saki beating him with a belt early that morning were
completely healed. They didn�t hurt, but
he couldn�t twist about far enough to see if there were any marks. God, it felt good to be able to leave his door unlocked.

Kazutaka pushed the door open, and
made his way up the stairs. �I do not
�freak�!�

�Oh, I�m sorry," Asato stood at
the top of the stairs and winked playfully.
�You had an extreme attack of good manners then?�

Kazutaka scowled at him and jammed the
package he drew out of his bag into Asato�s hands. �You�re one to talk about manners, good or bad.� He dropped the bag and flopped down on the
bed, wrinkling his gleaming white shirt.
He looked at Asato out of the corner of his eye and couldn�t help but think
about how wonderful he looked tonight.

Asato smiled. �You got me there. Oh, my present! Can I open it? Can I open
it?� He rushed inside and plopped down
next to Kazutaka. �What is it?� He studied the wrapping and shook it ever so
little then he put it to his ear and listened to it like you would a seashell.

Smiling with evilly playful glee,
Kazutaka sat up and snatched it back.
�No, you can�t open it if you�re going to treat it like thaspanspan
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> He held it behind his back. �It isn�t a little kid�s toy. It can�t handle how rough you get!�

Considering the tactics at his
disposal, all two of them, Asato leaned back against the footboard and did his
patented puppy-dog-eyed best pleading.
�Aw, please Kazu-Chan. I�m sure
it will be the best one I got. I�ll be
really nice to it. I swear!�

A smirk that hinted at the man he
might one day become snuck across Kazutaka�s face. �And me too?� He asked,
producing the gift, and waving it in front of his face teasingly.

Asato stretched out a hand to accept
it if in fact Kazutaka was handing it over.
�Especially to you.� He said
almost letting a purr escape his throat.
Thinking fast, appalled by what he was letting creep into his thoughts
he finished. �I�ll even let you have
half my chocolate milk.�

Kazutaka slid back, out of his reach,
smiling softly. �Wow, you must really
want this. Well,� he backed himself up
against the headboard. �Come and get it
then.� He dropped the package on the
pillow next to his hip, and watched Asato with half-shutd bld blue eyes.

�Mine!� Asato pretty much leaped across the bed half on Kazutaka to get
his hands on his present.

Laughing, Kazutaka wriggled out from
under Asato then lounged across his back to watch the boy tear open the present
the moment he got his hands on it, not bothering to even sit up. �Like it?�
Kazutaka asked as Asato peeled the paper off a set of first edition
manga books by his favorite art team.

�Ohhhh. They�re so pretty! These
are really hard to get. How did
you�?� His thoughts trailed off as he
flipped through them as if they were made of precious materials only he knew
how to handle.

�Really weird.� Asato let his hands run over Kazutaka�s hair
and beautiful face. �But something that
could never ever be wrong, do you know what I mean?� The words sort of caught in his throat. This amazing wonderful lovely vision before him wanted him as
much as he could ask ask. And he, he
already had his heart. Asato would
never have let the nightmare that was Saki in so deep to his heart and soul if
he hadn�t already devoted himself to Kazutaka.
But Kazutaka was sick beyond repair.
Whatever this was, it wouldn�t last.
�I mean no matter what else we are, what happens to us. This part of our lives is the important
part. This is what is real.�

�Don�t make it sound like all we have
is one night. Please, even if that�s
the truth, just don�t.� Kazutaka raised
his head. He opened his mouth to speak
then closed it again, biting his lower lip.
He ran a hand through his hair, pushed up his glasses and tried to talk
again. �Can I tell you a secret? And you�ll promise not to tell anyone,
especially Dad?�

�You can tell me anything.� Asato said, trying to take back whatever he
said that made Kazutaka uncomfortable.
�And I only meant that being with you is really important to me. And we better have more than just tonight.�

�I intend to make sure we do. I�ve started to go down to Grandfather�s lab
when I can sneak away. He thinks he can
help me. He�s already made some
medicine for me. It tastes awful,
really nasty stuff, but it makes me stronger, better,� Kazutaka�s hand curled
tightly around the collar of Asato�s shirt.
�When I was a child, and they discovered I was sick, the doctors told
Dad that I would be lucky to get to 20.
But with the medicine and whatever else Grandfather comes up with, I�ll
live. And not just an extra couple
years. But for a long time. Like everyone else.�

Asato bear hugged Kazutaka. �That�s wonderful, Kazu-Chan.� He kissed and kissed and kissed the other
boy. It felt like every curse, every
fear he�d ever entertained, were all cracking.
He could endure anything, everything as long as this was truly
happening. In a few years Father would
ship Saki off to work on the international end of the business. He could survive a few years, and all the
while Kazutaka would improve and get better.

Kazutaka pulled away, smiling
brightly. �And I know another secret,
Asato. Daddy has set up trust funds for
both of us. When we turn 18, we�ll get
a TON of money, and be able to go live wherever we want! Maybe Italy or Spain!� Kazutaka hugged Asato tightly. �We�ll be able to do whatever we want!�

Asato whispered in Kazutaka�s ear
now. �Um, if you want, um� you can do
whatever you want right now.�

Diamond blue eyes flew wide. �Oh, that�s right! I was undressing you!� He
laughed as he set to work on Asato�s buttons.

�How could you forget so easily?� Asato said in mock offense. �You just wait till I�m unbuttoning your
shirt, I�ll be very intent on it.�

�Just don�t pull off any of my
buttons. They�re ivory and cost more
than�� Kazutaka found he was at a lack
for a witty analogy and just shrugged.
�Well, they cost a lot anyway.�
He finished with the buttons, and slid a hand under the fabric to feel
the heat of Asato�s skin. �You�re so
warm,� he sighed, pushing open the shirt to lay his cool cheek against Asato�s
belly.

Asato�s lavender eyes gleamed
playfully as he pushed Kazutaka up so he could start taking off his shirt and
he laughed deep in his belly. �So I
wonder what you�ll do than if I do this.�
Undoing the top button he let his two hands play over Kazutaka�s
collarbone placing one on each side of the shirt he pulled it apart with all
his might, expensive ivory buttons flying in every direction.

�You brat!� Kazutaka gasped, trying to pull his shirt closed over his pale
chest. �I can�t believe you did
that! Daddy�s going to ground me, and
since I can�t think of a way to get you in trouble too, I�ll get you for this!� He narrowed his eyes and glared at Asato,
using the hand that wasn�t holding his shirt closed to push his glasses up his
nose.

�That was almost scary,
Kazu-Chan. All you need is an evil
bwahahaha.� Asato said laying back,
quite pleased with himself as he grabbed the torn shirt and pulled Kazutaka down
to kiss him.

Still irritated about the shirt,
Kazutaka bit Asato�s lip. Rising up, he
discarded the ruined shirt, all the while keeping his psuedo-evil glare on
Asato.

�You�re ah� not really mad. It wasn�t your favorite or anything I
hope.� Asato was just a little unnerved
by the constant glare.

Crossing his arms over his bare chest,
Kazutaka�s glare wavered as a smile tried to break free. �Of course I�m mad. I specifically told you not to break my
buttons. I�ll have to think up some way
to punish you for that, Mr. Tsuzuki.�

Nervous laughter and the irresistible
blinkin hug huge eyes. �Okay, you can
cut that out. It�s giving me
chills. And I did it because you told
me not to. AND I think you told me not
to because you wanted me to, so what do you think about that.�

�I think you�re just trying to get out of trouble,�
Kazutaka�s face exploded into a bright grin.
�But I swear, it�s not working.
Not at all.� He leaned down to
sprinkle kisses over Asato�s chest.

�I�ll just have to make you forget then,� Asato
squirmed up a little away from the kisses, so he was almost on Kazutaka�s
side. Moving quickly, he started to
test how Kazutaka tasted by way of the skin right above the waistband of the
other boy�s pants. He looked up. �So, what�ll it take to make you forget?�

Kazutaka moaned, his body shifting closer to
Asato. �Use you imagination. It�s what usually gets you into and out of
trouble.�

�Oh, so you won�t mind if I do this? I promise I won�t scatter these
buttons.� Asato was unbuttoning
Kazutaka�s pants. �From my book, I�m
guessing this�ll work.� He peeled away
the pants and started to tongue Kazutaka�s thighs and calves. Using what he learned in less than pleasant
circumstances, he was fairly certain he could give his-- dare he say lover--
something special.

Suddenly, it was difficult for Kazutaka to hold
himself up on hands and knees. His body
trembled, weak with the sensations Asato was provoking. He sank down onto his stomach, trying not to
catch Asato in the eye with his knee.
�Yeah, I think I�m starting to forget.�
He moaned out, hands slipping beneath a pillow to hide the way they
clenched the sheet.

�I thought you might.� Asato said now back up to purr in his ear. �What do you want to feel Kazu-Chan? Lead me, tell me what you desire.�

He was approaching breathlessness, so it took a long
minute before Kazutaka could answer.
When he�d caught his breath, Kazutaka rose up to his elbows, and turned
to Asato. His eyes were darker, like
the depths of hot summer moonlight.
�Asato, my love,� he began in a purring voice Asato had never heard
before. �I want all of you. I want you to surrender to me
completely. To trust my love for you so
entirely that you cannot even think to question what I do to you, what I ask of
you. And I want to know that you desire
just that. Just the utter submission to
me of all that you are and all that you ever might be��

The words flooded his brain stealing any part of him
that hadn�t already pledged itself to Kazutaka. �If this is your desire, you should know it has always been
mine.� He was entranced by every sound,
every move Kazutaka made. There was no
fear just complete utter trust.

Kazutaka moved easily to cover Asato, pushing the
boy back onto ted.�Only someone who really wants to get them off will
bother with all those �hooks and loops�.
Besides you�re the one who said you wanted me to dress up for you,
remember.�

�That was before I tried to get your pants
off.� Kazutaka grinned triumphantly as
he undid the last hooky loopy thingy.
He eased his hands beneath the soft material to caress Asato�s hipbones,
then he hesitantly slid one hand over to wrap around the length of his cock.an>

�That�s�that�s�my�oooh�never mind.� Asato was a bit surprised at how the kissing
had gone to groping in the blink of an eye.

Kazutaka laughed deep in his throat. �No, my love. It�s mine.� His hands
slipped around to cup Asato�s ass.
�Just like this.� Now, back up
over his chest. �And this.� Then to frame his pretty face. �And most especially these.� He leaned down and kissed him, again
fiercely, tongue possessively invading his mouth.

Using a crooked knee to brace himself, Asato rose to
accept the kiss gratefully, his hand sliding down and finding Kazutaka�s ass
and squeezing it as if asking if that were his then.

Breaking this kiss, Kazutaka smiled. �Yes, that�s mine too.� He began the somewhat difficult process of
peeling off Asato�s skintight pants, trying not to laugh at the boy�s
expression of utter shock, and mild offense.

�Now, that�s not really fair, is it?� Asato asked while helping Kazutaka remove
his pants because if he didn�t they�d take half the night. They weren�t exactly easy to get into.

Dropping pantpants over the side of the bed,
Kazutaka knelt between Asato�s legs, staring up at his naked body, a soft smile
on his face. �You�o beo beautiful, my
love.� He hesitated then gave his first
real command. �Roll over. I want to see all of you.�

He just wants to look at me, that�s all. Asato�s eyes had flown wide at the insistence of and the actual
command. But as promised he did it
without question. After all, there were
worse commands.

Kazutaka smiled as he watched Asato roll over. So sexy, that Kazutaka�s breath caught in his throat. He started to breath heavily and suddenly
the room was too warm. A couple beads
of sweat appeared on his face, and he rocked back off his knees onto his
butt. His vision blurred a little, and
with some difficulty, he called out to his love. Called out for the comfort Asato could provide as the sickness
reared its ugly head.

And the timing couldn�t have been worse, in
Kazutaka�s opinion.
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