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Love Object	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 4969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had started raining again. Light at first, then it turned into a gray-sky downpour. Kiba looked on through the large overhead windows of the cafeteria, mesmerized by the sight - hoping that it didn't turn into a storm.
Sighing in frustration, Kiba leaned his head on his hand. 'I can't believe I have detention today - I've never had detention before; what do you even do in there?'
Hige had finally come to the table, after loading up his lunch tray. Even though, he has already eaten the lunch he had brought to school from home. The guy has an insatiable appetite for food. And for the fact that Hige goes into full snack-mode when he eats, only makes Kiba find this habit of his adorable.
Watching him eating, Wolf smiled; and he reached out, tapping his shoulder in order to gain his attention. "Hige?"
"Mmm?" He asked with a mouth full of mashed potatoes covered in a meat gravy, not even turning Kiba's way.
"I need you to pick up Toboe after school," continued Kiba. "I got detention today; I need you to drop him off at Cheza's house, then come back for me when it's over."
This got his attention. "You got a detention?" He looked at his straight-laced boyfriend with new eyes. "What'd you do, not say "bless you" when somebody sneezed - Ha, you never get in trouble!"
"Well, I did; Yuji Hamasaki started it." Kiba shook his head at the situation. "It doesn't make any sense, though... he's usually a really nice guy,"
"Maybe he's got a pebble in his shoe," Hige shrugged, smiling when hearing his lover's chuckle. "Whaat? He might, most people in cartoons and stuff get major attitudes about that kinda stuff."
"You may be right." Kiba said humoring his love.
"Uuummn." Hige jabbed Kiba with his elbow. "What if he got taken over by those alien things, over night - maybe even just this morning, when every one was coming to school."
Cocking an eyebrow, Kiba returned to his lunch. "Just pick Toboe up from school."
The pair ate in silence, until Hige had broken it by saying. "About that, why not just ask Mrs. Lebowsky to bring him home with her? He's going there anyway." He leaned over close to Kiba's ear. "Besides, I'd rather wait for you to get out of your sentencing, so I can drive you home."
Kiba scoffed. "You're too kind."
"I know." He replied with a casual squeak in his voice.
The two of them were silent again. Hige finishing his second lunch; Kiba listening to the thundering sound of the rain pounding on the roof and dumpsters outside. Yuji walked by as casually as anybody, finding a table to sit at; he dropped a note beside Kiba during his travels.
"Huh? What's that about?" Asked Hige.
#
Toboe loved the rain. It made a nice sound overhead, not to mention it was great at putting him to sleep. He liked to think, that if he had a mom or a dad, and he was afraid of a storm they would come into his bedroom and hold his hand through it. Like he's seen on tv. Sure, he didn't mind being the one to do it for his brother, but still... It would be really nice if someone would do something like that for him.
"Hahaha." He smiled looking down at his lunch. "Look, Cheza," he continued what he was saying when his friend turned her head. "I made it smile." He was referring to his Fudge Round, Little Debbie snack. With his finger he had poked two holes for the eyes and he ran his finger across it for the mouth.
"It knows I have good hygiene."
Cheza laughed; she took an M&M from the bag she was holding, and placed a yellow candy on top of the cake. "Now it has a nose."
"Hee hee, yeah." Her friend plucked it off and ate it.
"Toboe wants some more?" She asked. "This one is full."
"Sure," he held out his hand. "Thanks."
The two of them ate their lunch with the loud ruckus of children around them filling the gap of silence. Some kids were already planning on jumping through puddles, while some of the girls were complaining about how long it took them to do their hair.
"Cheza?" He looked at her. "What's it like having a mother and father?"
The girl seemed to be thinking it over. "This one... is happy."
"Hunh..." Toboe intoned thoughtfully.
Sure, he loved Kiba; and he thought of Mrs. Cher and Mr. Hubb as his own parents, when he needed them. But something inside of him selfishly wanted some of his own. Not just for him, but for Kiba, too! Then Kiba wouldn't have to worry about him so much; and he could spend more time with Hige, if he wanted to.
"Is Toboe unhappy with Kiba?" Cheza wondered.
"No, no! Nothing like that - I just wondered what it was like, that's all." Toboe waved his hands. "I love Kiba, and Hige, and everybody."
Cheza smiled. "Toboe has a lot of love to share."
Wolf smiled cheerfully, placing an hand behind his head. "Yeah, I guess I do. Heheheh."
The lunch bell rang telling the teens to pack it up, and get back to class. "Finally, school's almost over. I can't wait to get home; I don't have any homework; I'm gonna play video games right until dinner." The friends stood from the table gathering their lunches with them. "What are you gonna do?"
Cheza thought about it and shrugged. "This one doesn't know."
"Well, maybe you can come over and play games with me - I'm sure Kiba won't mind."
Throwing away their lunch bags, Toboe and Cheza left the cafeteria holding hands. It was a natural thing they do; probably because they had almost been plowed down by nineth graders one time, either way, they often do it.
'I wonder if I'll see Tsume again?' Toboe couldn't help but wonder. 'Nah, he's probably got better things to do than hang around some kids school all afternoon- but still... it'd be cool.'
Later that afternoon. Outside of the middle school.
Tsume checked his watch again. "Four minutes left." He watched the front of the school. 'Ha, and with any luck that stupid kid did what I told him to.' Tsume opened the door of his car and opened an umbrella to avoid the rain. 'I've gotta make this believable.' Going up the stairs of the school; he pulled open one of the large doors and walked inside. 'Where the hell is the office?' Looking around for labels, he didn't see a front office anywhere.
"Sir?" A man called to him. He looked like a fancy-pants kind of guy, with his suit and tie so neatly pressed and his blonde hair combed just so. "Can I help you?" He asked.
"Uh, yes. I'm looking for the main office."
"Oh, that's right around the corner; but, I can just as easily help you. What do you need?"
"And you are?" Tsume looked the man up and down with a bored expression.
"Mr. Hubb Lebowsky. School principal." Hubb reached out for Tsume's hand, but it wasn't taken.
"I'm here to pick up Toboe Wolf from school today;" Tsume explained calmly; even though this guy didn't look smart enough to tell a lie from the truth - even if you said the sky was falling; he still needed caution, and perfect acting skills. "His brother has to stay after, and he asked me to bring him home for him."
"Yeah, Toboe... My wife and I are practically like their second family." Hubb was saying. "We take care of them all the time, when they need it. Good family."
"Yeah." Tsume looked impatiently at his watch, then turned to the door. "I just wanted to let you know so you wouldn't think he was going off with a stranger."
"Right." He watched as Tsume left for the exit. "Oh, wait! I didn't catch your name!?"
"It's T.C Freemon." Tsume lied.
"Okay, see you around."
The model waved a hand leaving, with his permanent scowl plastered on his face - Damn, he hated stupid people. 'All I have to do now is wait for Toboe.' Three minutes later the bell rang letting the children out of school. Toboe was the first student he saw in the crowd of people, causing him to smile. He looked as good as he always does.
Toboe had spaced-out a moment while he was leaving the building. Cheza had stayed after class with her mother. He was alone today to wait for Hige's car. Returning to earth, when someone brushed past his shoulder; he looked out the windows of the large door, and he smiled when he saw Tsume.
Running out the door he gave him a full on grin. "Hi, Tsume!"
The model's heart sang. Toboe actually didn't seem to mind that he was there again. He actually seemed really glad to see him. "Hi." Tsume greeted in return with a smile.
"I saw you on tv last night; I didn't know you were a model." Toboe was going on.
He hadn't realized that when Tsume began to walk that he was following him. The two crossed the street as Toboe spoke about the interview on the talk show. Tsume listened to the teen, quietly saying whatever he thought was necessary. He held his umbrella over his, and Toboe's head, so neither of them got wet from the rain.
"Is it fun being a model?"
"It's the best." Tsume answered; he looked around once they've stopped.
"Then how come you quit?" Toboe wondered.
Tsume shrugged. "I guess I just got bored with it."
"Oh..." Toboe noticed that they had moved away from the school now, and his eyes widened from the realization.
"I gotta go wait for my brother." He said. "See you later, Tsume."
"Wait," he went on when Toboe froze. "Take my umbrella. I have plenty."
Toboe looked as though he were thinking about it, but then he shook his head. "I can't. But you can walk back with me if you want."
"How 'bout we sit in my car instead? It's nice and dry in there; I've got sodas."
Intrigued, Toboe asked. "What flavor?"
"Why not come inside and look for yourself." Tsume offered. "It's better than standing around in the school, watching everyone else leave."
"Yeah... I've seen those commercials. It looks like that really sucks." But something was nagging at him. Something that was telling him not to get in the car.
"Besides, we won't go anywhere." Tsume assured. "It's just until your brother comes."
"Weeellll..." Shrugging, Toboe nodded. "Okay. I don't see how it could hurt."
Tsume had already pulled the door open, gesturing for Toboe to get inside. Looking around a moment, he climbed into the backseat as well, then closed the door.
...
Toboe helped himself to a can of soda as was offered to him; the taste almost made his eyes bug out of his head. "This is really good soda, Tsume. What flavor is it?" He looked over pink the can.
"Strawberry." Replied the model, plainly.
"I've never had this flavor before." Toboe took another sip. "I like it a lot, not quite like the fruit, though."
"Then I'll keep some around for you."
Toboe chuckled lightly. "Aaw, you don't have to do that. Aheheha."
Tsume smiled tapping the young teen's shoulder teasingly. "I want to. Think of it as a gift."
"Thanks... You know what? You're really nice." He took another gulp.
Tsume's nerve was beginning to slip, as he suddenly realized the seriousness of what he was about to do. He had to act quickly. "Hn?"
"What?" Toboe wondered.
"Nothing - just that it's getting around to three forty and your brother doesn't seem to be here yet." Tsume pointed to the face of his watch.
Toboe blinked at what the man had said; how does he know when Hige shows up? Blinking, he then realized that he didn't notice the time at all. It really was getting late. "Yeah... Where could they be?"
"Listen, I can give you a ride home.. if you want?"
Toboe had a hard swallow; unsure of what to say. Maybe Tsume was a sicko - or a psycho?! Or maybe he really was just a nice guy? It was a really hard call. "I think I'd better see if Mrs. Cher will bring me home - It was nice talking to you..."
"Mrs. Cher? That blonde haired woman with a gray jacket?" Tsume asked.
"Yup, that's her."
"I Think I just saw them leave not three minutes ago."
"...Really?" Toboe's expression became sad, and he lowered his head. "Did you see a little girl next to her?"
Tsume pretended as though he were trying to recall the woman in question. "Yes, as a matter of fact. A young girl about your age."
The red head's frown deepened. "That was her, alright..."
Tsume bit his tongue, this wasn't going to be as easy as he had thought. 'Maybe I should just quit altogether. Let Toboe have his life - I should be seeing someone my own age, not pining for a fourteen year old boy.'
"Toboe..."
"My address is 5-5-7 Frost St." said his crush, cutting him off.
A smile - no - sneer seethed through the man's teeth. "You wanna come up to the front?"
"Sure."
The two of them climbed out of the car then back in on the driver and passenger sides. Tsume started the car, pulled it out of the parking space of the school then sped off down the road.
Back inside the school building.
Cher grabbed her jacket from the back of her chair. "Come on, Cheza, time to go home."
Cher felt along side her pants pocket to make sure her phone was there. Almost as though it were on queue it rang. Pulling it out of her pocket, she flipped it open holding it to her ear. "Yes?"
"Cher, it's Hige." A chipper young voice greeted.
"Hige? What's wrong? Do you need something?"
"Well, no. Not me. Kiba wants you to bring Toboe to your house with you."
"Toboe? Why? What's going on?" She shrugged on her jacket, adjusting it around her.
"Kiba got into a little trouble at school, and has to stay after until four thirty." Explained the absent driver. "So can you make sure he doesn't leave the school or anything?"
"Sure. He should be in the office, if he doesn't see Kiba anywhere; I was just on my way out."
"Thanks, Cher, bye!"
"Bye." She hung up her phone, storing it back into her pocket. "Looks like Toboe gets to come over today, Cheza; the two of you can help me with dinner."
Cheza smiled taking her mother's hand. They walked out of the classroom and into the emptying hallway. It was still a little swarmed with the after school students who have clubs to get to, or teams to practice with.
Cher checked her watch, "3:25. Toboe might still be outside." Letting go of her daughter's hand, she gave her a little push in the direction of the main office. "Honey, go see if Toboe is waiting in there while I check outside."
"Yes." The girl replied.
Cher walked out the front doors and skimmed her eyes through the crowd for Toboe. "Chip," she tapped a passing boy on the shoulder. "have you seen Toboe?"
"I did, but then he was gone. I think he went back inside for something." Chip replied, slinging his bat over his shoulder.
'So, he is in the office. That's good to know.' Returning to the building, she met her daughter in the hallway. The girl was alone, a frown on her face. "Cheza, what's the matter?"
"Toboe was not in the office." Her daughter replied.
"Hm. Maybe he went to the restroom?" Cher thought; but her heart was still racing. What if something had happened to Toboe, just that quick?! She'd never forgive herself - Never!
"Sweetheart, you go find your father, and ask him to check some of the men's rooms." Cher instructed. "I'm gonna check back in the classroom."
"Heya, sweetheart!" Hubb greeted, coming down the hall.
"Thank god! Hubb," Cher walked over to him. "Hubb, I need you to check in some of the boy's bathrooms."
"Check in the bathrooms? Why?"
"It's Toboe,"
"Toboe?" He looked confused. "What about him?"
"He's missing, and we don't have time to talk. We have to find him."
Hubb smiled waving his hands. "No, he's not. Mr. Freemon told me all about it." He explained.
"Told you about what?" Cher quirked a brow. She doesn't recall any teacher named Freemon.
"A man came in and said he'd take Toboe home," Hubb replied. "He told me that Kiba had told him to do it, because he wasn't gonna make it today."
Cher's heart began to race faster. "You idiot!" She nearly screamed her next words at him. "Do you know what you just did?!"
"Cher, what's the problem, I just told you that Toboe was fine." He held his hands up in defense.
"Hige just called me, he told me to bring Toboe home." She poked him hard with her fingernail. "And you tell me he went off with some stranger, just because he made up a couple of lies!?"
Cher grabbed Cheza's hand and marched into the main office; grumbling as she went. "You are the dumbest man alive!"
Hubb stood there. Frozen. Speechless. At first, he was just listening to his wife's yelling, but then the seriousness of what she was talking about had began to sink in. "Oh my god... What have I done?"
# #
The black lexus rolled steadily down the street. The two passengers inside didn't speak a word to each other; though, Toboe hummed along with a song playing on the radio.
'I knew it was all in my head. Tsume's really nice.' Thought the teen with naivety. Looking out the window his eyes narrowed with confusion. 'I wonder what street we're on? I've never seen this place before.'
Tsume's vision glanced over beside him at his passenger. 'At least he seems relaxed.' He thought, referring to Toboe's humming; it came to an abrupt stop.
"Tsume? Where are we?" Toboe wondered. "I don't... This doesn't look like my street at all. Are we taking a short cut, or something?"
"No." Replied Tsume, simple as that.
Toboe swallowed hard. He could actually see his heart vibrating his shirt with its quick little trembles, that seemed to rush through his entire body. His breathing had started becoming almost erratic as thoughts of what was going to happen to him flooded his mind.
"Uu-uum," his voice cracked as he tried to speak. "Tsume... What do you mean by "No"?"
Tsume chuckled lightly, and shrugged. "I'm sorry if I scared you; what I meant was, we can't."
"...Well, why can't we?"
"My car is almost out of gas." Tsume explained. "And since my house is closer, I think we'd have a better chance at making it there than to your house."
'I guess that makes sense.' Thought Toboe. 'Besides, if he were really bad he wouldn't let me call Kiba.' Satisfied with his conclusion, he tried to relax. But the farther the car drove, the more his body trembled. He really had no idea what he was getting himself into.
After what felt like forever since their brief chat - but, was only actually three minutes - the car rolled to a stop. "Here we are."
A man dressed in black greeted the car at the curb. Tsume rolled up beside him, and opened the door. "Good afternoon, sir. May I park the car for you?"
Tsume climbed out of the car, grabbing a hold of the man's shoulder before he could sit down. Toboe was too frightened to hear a word of what he was saying to the driver. He had to think of a way to get out of this before something happened to him.
'Kiba's gonna be so mad at me.' Toboe frowned and his bottom lip quivered; he didn't wanna do it, but he was two seconds away from a full-blown cry.
"When you park the car, I want you to set the clock back ten minutes." Tsume whispered into the man's ear. "Damn thing keeps speeding up on me."
"Yes, sir."
Tsume walked around to the passenger's side of the car then opened the door. "You coming?"
Toboe turned his head looking directly into Tsume's eyes; they seemed so kind and sincere. Nothing like those predators parents, guardians, and teachers warn about. 'He has to be telling the truth. Stop being a baby already. You can handle this.' Smiling, half-heartedly; he climbed out of the car. "Sure, let's go."
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