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Italian Sushi	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 2905 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Toboe was in Heaven laying on the the big soft pillow the plane provided them with. So comfortable. It reminded him of being at home, all coiled up in his blanket in the center of the bed like a bird's nest but with a pillow. He was never sure how he ended up that way, every night he started out on his back then to his side for comfort but by morning he's a young bird in a nest. Either way he's never woken up unhappy - except for that night when he slept over at Tsume's, which only lasted for a bit since he drove him home before morning.
"Tsumeeeeee." He drooled out.
"Hey runt, get off me!" Hige shrugged his arm hard, knocking the snoozing teen's head from his shoulder. "Sleeping on me is one thing, but drooling is asking for it."
Dazed, Toboe smacked his mouth open and closed looking about wondering where he is. This wasn't his bedroom at home. "Huh? Whaa, what happened?" Rubbing his eyes, he turned his head seeing a pissed off Hige wiping drool from his shoulder, and his brother beside Hige with a shaded look to his face. 'Right, now I remember we're on a plane to Italy... to see...' His lips parted and the name came out before he could stop it. "Tsume." Recoiling when he spied his brother's fist clench around a magazine he's holding, he lowered his head deciding to remain quiet for the rest of the trip.
It would be better that way. Kiba's probably a nervous wreck, wondering what's going to happen between the two of them.
'And I don't get to be scared? I don't know what will happen either... Will he recognize me? Will I recognize him? Its only been a year and some months but a lot can change over that kind of time. Faces; mines a little thinner, maybe a little... my voice isn't so childish anymore- is it? Personalities change too. What if he's not the Tsume I remember? What if he's become mean or doesn't like me anymore- assuming I still want him to... Just friends. Is that possible when he's been my first kiss, my first real taste of being an adult.' Toboe's eyes shifted over to look out the window. 'He said I was so cute. Will everyone see me this way when I'm viewed as a man? They'll consider me that boy that won't grow up. Look how cute he is, I could just eat him up. Can I be sexy? Will I ever be thought of, like how I think of Tsume sometimes? I think I could try to be alluring - would he notice that?'
A voice came over the loadspeaker snapping Toboe from his thoughts. Hearing the end before the repeat started, the teen was in a panic. This was it! They're landing. Eyes wide, chest rising and falling hard, he's sure he's going to have a heart attack right there. They'd turn the plane around for that, right? The Italians can't cure this sick Japanese boy. They'll send him home, and he'll go back to school, and have a bowling party with his friends, see Leara. And then everything will continue on as it had before all this stuff started.
"Buckle up, Toboe." Says Kiba's steady voice.
'How can he sound so calm?' Wonders the youngest of the Wolf boys, as he does as he's told. 'Didn't he hear what that lady said? 'We're gonna be landing soon', doesn't he know what that means?!'
The plane made a smooth landing on the runway, gliding with ease to the loading zone. The younger teen's hands are dug hard into the plastic arms of the seat, knuckles white from the strain on them.
"Finally!" Cheered Hige, first up when the light came on for them to unbuckle and exit. He took in a hard whiff of plane air as though he's outside, the chipper guest says. "It's true, Italian air really does smell like pizza. Excuse me," He cut off a woman that was making her way down the aisle by squeezing by her to be first out. "No more plane food. I hope this guy has a meal waiting for us."
"Hige, wait." Kiba lookied over the row of seats at his departing lover, while he unsnaps his seatbelt. Snickering, he says to his brother. "We'd better get going before we lose him in cu..." Words cut off he looked down at his shaking brother. "Toboe, what is it?"
"I can't do it, Kiba. I wanna go home!" He shouted at his lap. "I changed my mind. I wanna go back home! Can't they take me home?" He looked up at his brother, true fear in his eyes.
"Toboe..." Kiba stopped and thought about that.
These tickets are round trip, they could just go back home; Hige can enjoy the trip on his own, if he doesn't mind staying with a perfect stranger for two weeks. No, it wouldn't be right, plus, that Tsume might try hitting on Hige. And Kiba couldn't have that.
"Toboe, it's fine. You have nothing to be nervous about; Hige and I are gonna be with you the entire time. We didn't come here to drop you off. It's a group thing... okay?"
"I... want you to hold my hand, Kiba. Please?"
Smiling at him, Kiba nods while leaning over to unclasp his brother from the seat. "Let's go before they kick us off."
He took Toboe's hand then walked him down the aisle and off the plane. Kiba really didn't expect his brother to be frightened like this. Maybe it's a good thing. It'll prevent his fears from coming true, if Toboe can barely stand to be in a place where Tsume is in general.
The older Wolf looked about the room for Hige but couldn't find the stray anywhere.
"Hige!" He called out getting a bit of attention from bystanders.
Kiba didn't mind the looks and continued calling to the missing Moon, anyway; hand cupped beside his mouth he called again. "Hige! Where are you? Last thing we need is to lose him in a foreign place." Looking over at Toboe, due to the shaking vibrating him a little. he cocked his head to study the boy's face. It looked like he was laughing, or maybe just trying to calm himself from the tears.
"Tickets are taken care of, and I nabbed our luggage." Informed Hige, coming up from behind them. "This place is so big compared to the landing spot, it's a wonder they have an airport." Noticing Toboe he pursed his lips in contemplation. "What's with him?"
"Cold feet."
"You serious?" Crouching a bit, he says to Toboe. "Come off it, runt, you should be bursting at the seams. Early vacation, surprise trip, no dental work. A kid like you should be climbing something."
"Stop calling me kid!" He snapped, red-faced from blushing. "And I am happy, I'm just nervous too, that's all." He released his brother's hand and turned to face him. "Thank you, Kiba. I didn't get to say it before, but, I really am happy that you let me come - and that you came with me."
Toboe threw his arms around his brother, receiving a warm hug in return. However, his gratitude was jarred when he felt another pair of arms wrap around him past his brother's.
"Hmm?" He wondered. When he opened his eyes to look over his brother's shoulder, he sees an extreme close up of the model right before he's given a kiss on the cheek. Toboe blushed hearing the man say into his ear 'I'm glad you came' before he released them.
Kiba blanched his anger tamped down on his good mood quickly. "Why you?!" He growled. Tsume had no right to join in their hug, especially when he was the one who had the model pressed against his backside.
"Alright, I missed you both." Shrugged the model, as if that's what Kiba was talking about. "Even if you're a jerk."
Grabbing a hold of Kiba's shoulder when his lover began to growl again, Hige says calmly. "Eeeasy fella, don't wanna start something right now."
Calming a bit, Kiba decided to pick up one of his suitcases and head to the car, but Tsume had other plans so he had to wait when he noticed he hadn't taken the lead to guide them to the vehicle. His sharp gaze was razor thin from seeing the model, now hugging Toboe to himself this time. They were speaking quietly to each other. Toboe smiled blushed faintly.
Watching the exchange, Kiba took a step forward. "That's it."
"Kiba! You said you wouldn't do this. They're just saying "hello". I can see all four hands, nothing suspicious is going on. Just leave 'em alone for now."
"But Toboe.."
"Was promised he'd be treated like an adult. So give him some space, and butt-in when you really need to." His red gaze pleaded for Kiba to listen to him.
Bitter, but calmed, Kiba cleared his throat as a settlement to punching the model in the gut. "We should get going, now. Didn't you say you had somewhere to be after this?"
Not falling for Kiba's ploy at all; Tsume detached himself from Toboe, and took the teen's things with him as he headed for his car. "That's right, I do, so we better get going."
"Didn't you bring your driver?" Asked the giddy Wolf. His mentality is falling all over again into the familiar thoughts of Tsume.
"No. I actually wanted to bring my porche, but then I remembered it only has two seats. A cab would take its time getting around; wouldn't want your brother freaking out while we're at my place alone." He laughed, and looked over his shoulder at the slacking older teenagers.
"That guy's pushing it." Kiba muttered.
"Hey, knock it off, Tsume. Kiba didn't have to agree to this you know." Bellowed Hige, not liking the model taking cheap-shots at his boyfriend.
"You're right. My bad. Let's just get to the penthouse, and go over the rules." He loaded the trunk.
Nudging his lover's arm, Kiba muttered "Good idea, huh?" under his breath to Hige, before slipping into the front seat.
Shoulders slumped, Toboe thought he would sit up front. But since Kiba took shotgun, he opened the back door climbing in with Hige behind him. He's never seen this car before. A Lincoln MKS the make of the model shows.
'Tsume must have bought it when he moved here.' Thought the younger Wolf, his attention swung to the opening door on the driver's side.
Kiba couldn't have looked more smug when seeing the model take his seat, and find that it is He and not Toboe sitting beside him. Tsume cocked a brow but started the car none-the-less. A pleasant smirk was on his face.
Oooohhh's of awe went out from Toboe and Hige as they pulled away from the airport and into the main part of the city. The buildings all looked so old and historical. It was a city but it's nothing like Japan. People watched the car pass by; Hige and Toboe felt the need to wave to the people, but knew the passersby wouldn't see them through the tinted windows of the silver car. Kiba would have watched the scenery, had he not been watching Tsume from a glance as the model watched Toboe from the rearview mirror. He was aware that he'd promised to let Toboe be responsible for himself, but Tsume was making it hard to keep his promise when the man looks like he's ready to pounce his little brother at any second.
Pointing at their left, Tsume says so suddenly it nearly scared everyone to phsycically jump a bit.
"Over there is the Casoria museum; I've been there a few times, it's not crowded on weekdays, if you plan on going."
Tone excited, Toboe glanced at the back of Tsume's seat saying happily. "I think I want a crowd, we can try our Italian out on them. Wouldn't it be great to start up a conversation?"
'Glad you got your nerve back.' Thought Kiba, sarcastically. He loved that about his brother, though; the guy could fight through anything, even when he's terrified at first. He's really got a love for being around people, whether he knows them or not. "How will we get around?" Asked Kiba wishing his voice had more of a displeased tightness to it than it had.
"You can have my train card, or take a bus." Says Tsume. "Ask Faye, that's what she's there for."
"Alright, Faye's gonna be there!" Cheers Toboe.
'Wonderful, he knows the man's personal friends. How many times did he sneak out..?' Glancing over his shoulder he spots Hige shaking his head at him.
The ginger haired teen mouthed something that looked like 'Cool it'.
'As if I need him to tell me that.' He returned his attention to the front. 'I don't need the babysitter, Toboe does.'
"Yes. And tell her you wanna eat at Vecchia tonight."
"Vecc-ccchia." Toboe sounded out. It sounded horrible next to Tsume's pronounciation. "Right."
Resting his chin on the shoulder of Kiba's seat, Hige cocked his head a bit to look at Tsume. "Do a lot of people here speak english? I don't know how our Italian's gonna stand up against a natives. But we at least know English."
"Most of them - what am I a tour guide?" Quipped the model. "I can tell you some things, not everything."
The car sped along the road, people dart this way and that from its path. Doesn't Tsume have any care for these people at all?
Noticing Kiba's sudden grip for the handle on the door, Tsume snickered. "They know to move. You guys should be cautious if you're going out on foot, you might get run over."
"Very funny." Mumbled Kiba.
"I'm serious. They don't care."
"Hn. Sounds like your kind of city."
"That's why I moved here." He smiled teasingly.
Kiba was not in the mood.
Tsume's apartment came up after an hour and fifteen minute drive from the airport. He slowed down at the long curving, red brick driveway. Looking at the place even Kiba's eyes widened in shock. How much does Tsume make!? The exterior of the home is white and the building is kind of eaten by shrubbery, but it actually looks really beautiful rather than neglected. Large rounded arches surround the front and sides of the front door, and stairs lead up to it, done with the same red brick that makes up the driveway. Tsume didn't pull into the garage which must mean that, thankfully, the model really is in a hurry, and wouldn't be staying with them for too long.
Kiba will be able to breathe at least for a while then.
Climbing from the car, they notice the stretch of the front lawn isn't very wide but a peek of the backyard looked to be lengthy.
"It's about time, Tsume, there isn't shit on." Says a voice from the front door. "So where's the rat-pack, they make it in one piece?"
Everyone looked in that direction seeing an older woman dressed in a red dress that, in Kiba's opinion, is way too revealing for someone her age. She had to be 30 something, if she's friends with Tsume. Her short cut looked cute, though, as it curved down by her jawline held back by a wide headband atop her head.
"Holy shit! It's for real!" Hige says dashing past Kiba and Toboe. "You really do know Faye Valentine!" The chubby cheeked enthusiast was in awe of the woman, who only cocked a brow at him before breaking into a laugh when he shook her hand hard enough to toggle her back and forth. "It's a real pleasure to meet you Miss. Valentine."
"Sure kid. Where's your brother, I wanna get a look at the scamp that took Tsume's balls."
Nervously laughing, knowing that Kiba wouldn't like that comment, Hige slipped an arm behind his head, saying casually. "Oh that's not me, I mean, I'm not Kiba. My names Hige Moon. I'm Kiba's bestfriend slash boyfriend." He laughed again.
"Oh brother." Muttered Tsume on his way past, with their bags in hand.
"So then where-...?" Spotting Kiba the woman looked shocked. "Yeah, he's pretty cute. Tsume can sure pick 'em." Walking toward them she leaned into the brunet's face.
Leaning back from the inspection, Kiba held out a hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Kiba Wolf, and this is my brother, Toboe."
"Remember me? We talked on the phone once." Says the younger teen.
Faye merely blinked at the child. "No way. Tsume! You never said he was a kid!" She released Kiba's hand to trudge after her friend.
'I may like this Faye person, after all.' Kiba mused, following after her.
Hige was still in a daze but managed to move his feet to follow after the Wolf brothers into the lavish one-person apartment home.
Dazzled in another way now, Hige shook his head in amazement, and again says. "Holy shit, look at this place." His eyes dart all around the room.
"Big vocabulary on this one." Comments Faye leaving them at the door. "Tsume?" She called again.
The place really was lovely. Clearly decorated by a woman, or maybe Tsume hired someone. But vases filled with flowers sit anyplace available, the nicest one placed on the dining room table. In the corner of the living room is a potted plant hanging from the ceiling, real or fake it's hard to tell from the distance. Taking it in in small bits, Kiba noticed that Tsume set up the dining area directly around the corner of a small partison wall dividing the front door and innerspace of the home. A large window is directly behind a six seat black-legged dining table with a glass tabletop; white curtains shade the sun from the house while allowing it in. Along the small wall and the one under the window is a black painted bench with individually set white cushions. Kiba wondered if any of them lift up. He would have touched them but wasn't sure if he should with the homeowner around.
Off to the right is an open living room with a lower ceiling then the dining room. Everyone seemed to notice this at the same time and their attention went up.
"I wonder what's up there?" Asked Hige.
All eyes lower to the living room that is similar to the dining room in color. Browns from the wood which match the polished wooden floor, black and white couch - the couch being white with black cushions minus a black armchair with a white cushion. The entertainment center is unpainted but polished chestnut wood, a flat screen the main attraction on it; but Hige noticed the stereo right away, as well. Turning their heads to the right they see spiral stairs at the start of the low ceiling they must lead up to the room.
"That's so cool. I wonder if it's Tsume's room." Toboe wondered outloud.
Directly across from the small stairs is another opening that's doorless, but the visible counter explains it to be the kitchen.
"Think he has anything to eat?" Hige was already wandering away, the Wolf brother's in tow.
Faye found the model slash actor in the second bedroom leaving the smallest suitcase on the floor by the dresser, before he's about to exit with the other two to leave in the next room. "Can I have a word with you, Keina?" Asked the singer grabbing a hold of Tsume's ear, guiding him back into the room he just left. "What's with the kid? I thought you said Toboe was the one you liked - he's what twelve! Are you oughta your mind?"
"He's not twelve, he's going on... what? 16." Tsume ponders. "And anyway, I told you he was fourteen, remember?"
"Honestly, I thought you were lying." Crossing her arms, she shook her head. "Nevermind. I'm no one to judge anyone with the life I've lead, but make sure no one sees you leering at that kid. Or all the connections in the world won't save you from the big house."
"I know, I know." Kissing the woman on the cheek he then patted her shoulder with his hand to signal for her to turn around as the guest were piling in. "This is your room, Toboe." Informed the model to the younger Wolf.
"Wow. Look at this place." He hurried over to the window to check the view. He hoped to see the water they passed from here but since it's a downstairs room all he got was a view of the backyard. "Shoot I wanted to see the water from here. Do you have any neighbors, Tsume?"
"Yeah a minute away." Replied the model walking up behind the youngest teen to look out the window beside him. "I do have a pool, you can see the corner from here. See, it's on the right."
Tilting his head a bit, he blushed slightly when the back of his head brushed Tsume's chin. "Oh yeah, I see it. Hey Kiba, can we go swimming?"
"Sure." He bit out, then turned his attention to Tsume. "Do we all get our own rooms or is that luxury only for my brother?"
"You could have slept together." Tsume said indifferently and yet his face read 'clearly trying to get under your skin'. "I'd just assumed since you've brought porky with you, you'd want to sleep together. That's what lovers do, right?" He looked at Toboe when saying this.
"Uh?" He laughed nervously wishing Tsume would cool it. "Maybe."
"But if you insist, Hige you can sleep in here."
"Suweet. Look at the size of this bed." He bounced up and down on his seat until his stomach growled. "Ahaha. Mind if I eat something, I haven't had anything since the flight."
"I've got some deli meat, if don't mind a sandwich." Replied Faye.
"Actually," the Moon teen stood, an apologetic look on his face.
"He'd already started making a sandwich." Finished Kiba leaving the room so Hige could get by.
"Well, I wasn't sure if I could actually eat it, so I just made it for permission's sake." He stated his case.
"It's fine. I shopped for you." Tsume left the bedroom as well. "Eat it."
"This place is so clean," Toboe noticed when they arrive in his and Kiba's shared room. It looks just like the other one. A white carpet on the floor, only the color scheme was nicer than the black, brown, and white. This one is red, brown, and white. But the reds are different shades. "It's almost like no one lives here."
"Barely," chided Faye. "Tsume's been in Rome shooting for most of his stay here, so this place has been my private getaway while I watch it. And what kind of mess could an alcoholic make?" She laughed.
Toboe and Kiba snicker.
"Make yourselves at home." Tsume checked his watch.
"Thank you, by the way." Says Kiba setting his things down beside the bed. A mirror on the dresser, bathroom in the room. Carpeted floors. A very nice place to stay. Opening the bathroom door, he sees that it's smaller than a half-bathroom. There's only a sink and a toilet, it actually looks like a hallway.
Noticing what Kiba is looking at Tsume points across the hall. "The bathroom with the tub is right here, and my room has a tub and shower, as well."
Satisfied with that, Kiba walked into the bathroom closing the door.
Gesturing to the young teen on the bed with a nod of his head, Tsume walked into the living room to talk to him in, somewhat, privacy. But Toboe beat him to the punch.
"I thought this was a one story place. Where do these stairs lead to?"
"A room overhead, it's like a loft sort of."
"Is that your room?"
Snickering, Tsume shakes his head. "No, mine is across from Hige's - which should have been your's." He grumbled bitterly. "Feel free to stop in at anytime." He leaned over to whisper that.
Blushing, Toboe nods. 'What am I doing, leading him on like this. I came here to break up with him, not be smoothed by him again.'
"I have to go. I'll be back in three days."
"Hm?" Coming out of his stupor. Toboe asked. "Why? Where are you going?"
"Back to Rome to finish shooting a scene." He explained, grabbing his helmet from the hook beside the front door. "Ask your brother, he knows. I was only given time off to pick you up. But Faye will be with you, so don't worry about the language thing."
"But I..."
He heaved a sigh of regret over leaving, but he made up for it by a lean to give Toboe a quick peck on the lips. "I'll see you then."
"Yeah... bye." He said to the closing front door. Going over to the window, he peeked out of it and watched with wet-eye as Tsume backed his motorcycle; the same one he stole him away on to have Chinese food for lunch that winter day, to the street. His helmet is already on so he can't see the man's face, but he knows the model can see him, was looking at him.
'Three days to think over what I'm gonna tell him...' He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as if to suck off any reminence of the man's familiar ashy, yet minty taste from that simple kiss.
Walking up behind his brother, Kiba looked over the shorter boy's head, seeing that Tsume was headed down the driveway then he got onto his motorcycle. The man's hand comes up to wave at the house where he must know Toboe was watching him. Lowering his gaze he sees the young boy wave back.
Clearing his throat to alert attention to himself. "Toboe? Is Tsume leaving already?"
"Yeah... Kiba, he said that you know all about it." He turned around looking up at his brother. "What did he mean by that? You talked to him?"
'He can't seriously be jealous, can he?' Wondered Kiba while knowing the answer to his own question. "I called him the other day, so that he could come pick us up. He made a big show of complaining about not being able to, but he eventually gave in... I found the number in your bedroom. I wasn't snooping." He said what Toboe probably wanted to hear.
Relieved through a sigh, he said. "Oh. I was just curious, that's all. I thought that you didn't like Tsume, but then you had his number. It just seemed kind of strange."
'He is jealous! Better dispel that quickly.' He thought up a way to do some damage control. "Toboe, I did it all for you. I could tell that you've been upset about the whole thing, and I wanted to surprise you. I found the number when I packed your suitcase, and thought it would be better if I called him to let him know we were coming. You don't have to be jealous."
"I'm not... It's just that..."
"That what?" He rubbed his brother's shoulder.
Exiting the kitchen, Faye heads over toward the brothers and past them to look out the window. "Thank God, I thought he took my car." Walking to the center of the room between the living room and dining room, arms extended, hands waving as if gathering an imaginary crowd. "Alright boys, time for the rules of the house. Come on mop-top, you too."
Hige emerged from the kitchen, large sandwich in his hands, big bite in his mouth. "What?"
"Sit over there," she points. "Okay. First, call me Faye. I hate Miss Valentine, it makes me feel like a spinster."
'I thought you were a spinster?' Ponders Kiba.
"Second, don't drink the tea. It's mine - you wouldn't like it, anyway." She says very discretely remembering Tsume telling her not to leave alcohol in the house when they came over. He didn't want accidents or mix-ups to happen. He can be such a stick-in-the-mud. "Hmm... Third, this place is yours to do whatever, I'm just watching you until Tsume gets here. And I'm sure he'd say the same thing to you. I'll take you anywhere you wanna go, even do that boring sightseeing thing, just ask." Her sandled-foot tapped the floor as she thought of what else to say. "Tsume left you some money to spend, it's in the kitchen taped under the cabinet - Tch. He thinks I don't know about it, but, if you need anything it's there."
"Um, Faye," Toboe raised his hand. "Tsume said to tell you we're supposed to have dinner at someplace called Vecchia."
"I can do better than that. We'll make our own dinner. We can go shopping for ingrediants later, but for now let's take a dip. I'm hot, bored, and should have been soaking up rays hours ago, but I had to wait for all of you to get here. So you owe me one."
Faye walked off, pulling her dress over her head as she exited. The trio stared, mouths agape.
"Oh, and lastly, whatever I say goes." Her voice is heard from down the hall.
Hige's eyes widen as the swim suit underneath is revealed and the woman's pale back shows in the lit room. "Yes, ma'am. Come on, Kiba!" Hige pops up from the bench dashing off for his bedroom to get his swim trunks.
"Can we, Kiba?"
"Yeah, go ahead." He gave him a little push on the back. "I'll catch up with you."
"Okay." He started away but stopped when hearing his name. "Yeah?"
"We'll talk later, okay?"
Smiling, though he's nervous he nods. "Okay."
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