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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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And like a breath of fresh air or a ray of light, Faye Valentine walked into the tense home; Toboe is overjoyed with relief... at least, until she spoke to them.
"And who do you think had the best night ever!?" The woman sounded as though she'd been in a conversation with herself right before entering the home, or maybe that there was someone behind her that has yet to come into view. Taking a look around the table at all the sour expressions, she then spots her best friend. With a sly look she comments. "I take it none of you, huh?" Laughing at her joke, she walked around the table planting a kiss atop the model's albino hair covered head. "Hi Tsu', glad you're here."
"You, and you alone." Snorts the homeowner exiting the table.
Toboe wondered if Tsume had included him in that statement, because he couldn't be more wrong; he's beyond happy that Tsume was finally going to be in the house with them for no matter how long it may be. 'I wonder if he's mad because I didn't stay in his room last night to make-out. Maybe he thinks the only reason I kissed him was because I was saying "goodbye".' He scratched his nose, sighed, and looked out the large window infront of him; it hit him so quickly it's a wonder no one commented on his sudden jump - - almost like he'd been smacked on the back. 'The stone statue!' He looked over his shoulder then back at the window. To his relief he saw only the front yard and street. 'I know! It must can only be seen when the curtains are drawn; did he get up early to make sure no one else saw it?' Blushing Toboe averts his gaze to his plate. 'I hope it can't be seen in daylight; that would be really embarrassing, if it was a show of love from Tsume.'
Faye took Tsume's seat and looked around the table with a dull expression; the singer leaned her cheek onto her balled hand and in a dull voice she asked, though, not in question form. "I take it I'm out of the babysitting job now that you're back... We were actually going shopping today."
Tsume stepped out of the kitchen into the living and flopped grumpily onto the couch. "Do whatever you want. I don't care."
Rolling her eyes to the ceiling. "Oh Gaaawd, everyone, someone's getting pissy." Looking to the model's guest she says. "Don't tell me you guys are flaking too."
"And miss the chance to dress like an Italian stallion, no way!" Lifting his glass, Hige chugged his drink with a head tilted back; he practically slammed the glass to the table once done. With a refreshed 'aaahh' he got up from his seat. "Come on Kiba - - runt, don't ditch me over a little comfort thing."
"Well, I'm going. ...What about you, Kiba?"
Kiba remained silent for a bit, looking over at Tsume sitting in the living room watching television. He then looked at his little brother. "Sure, I'll go with you guys."
"Alright!" Cheers Hige patting his lover on the back.
"Maybe I could even get a birthday suit." Mentions Toboe as though the special day may have been forgotten. "Heck, maybe I'll start wearing jewelry!" He laughs. "Boy wouldn't that look cool."
"Don't even think about." Argues Kiba in a light, teasing, tone. "You'd look like a dweeb."
"A "Dweeb", he says." Toboe scoffed.
Walking into the living room Hige put on his friendly voice, and says to Tsume. "You should come with us, Tsume; besides, you really invited Toboe here. So you guys could hang out, Kiba and me are the tag-alongs."
Snorting, the model says in a defiant retort. "To have it ruined by the all mighty Kiba, I'll pass."
Waving the comment away like it were a fly coming to land on his face, the ginger haired teen whispers with a cupped mouth. "Don't sweat it, I'll keep him distracted." He smiled at the rightfully bitter man. "...Think of it as a 'thank you' for the awesome trip."
Scrutinizing Moon's face for any sign of deceit, he smirked. "Hn. I may have you pegged all wrong, Porky."
Hige looked as though a wet pillow just knocked him on his ass, as he snapped "Porky?!" in disbelief.
"Alright, I'll go with you. But you'd better keep your word about Toboe's guard dog." He left the couch stretching his arms over his head before stalking off to his bedroom to dress.
"Aha, what word?" Hige scratched the back of his head innocently. "Guess what, runt, Tsume's coming along with us."
"Alright!" Cheered Toboe, until his vision passed by his brother standing beside him. Covering his mouth as though he'd just swore, he says meekly. "That's alright, isn't it, Kiba?"
Kiba looked gone a moment but he shortly pat his brother on the head and says. "He's old enough to do what he wants; let him come. I'm gonna change."
Once Kiba was out of earshot; Hige slipped his hand behind his head giving it a scratch, and he snickered. "Well that went about as well as expected." Socking the younger boy on the shoulder, he chides. "You owe me one, Toboe."
Face set to grouch, Toboe rubbed his arm. "Owe you for what?"
"I'm ready to go." Says Tsume joining the two in the room, having changed at a model's speed while still getting a wash in.
Toboe smiled warmly feeling a tickle in his gut, and groin, at the scent of his ex's cologne. 'Is Hige the reason Tsume is coming with us?' He questioned, looking at the broccoli-haired teen in a new light. 'I just thought he was asking about what was on tv.'
It seemed as though a thought just came to said Moon teen, as he snapped his fingers and took off for the bedroom.
Blush set upon his cheeks, as if when alone with Tsume the glow lived there. He scoots closer to his ex then says in a low tone. "You look really good, Tsume."
Tsume gave a polite scoff before putting his arm around Toboe, and he leaned down a bit giving the younger teen a chaste kiss on the lips. "You always look good."
"Oh BLEH!" Says Faye at their side.
Leaving his lover, Tsume walked to the front door to grab the keys.
Toboe whipped his head in the woman's direction; he'd forgotten that she was even here. It was almost kind of creepy having someone see them in their private romantic moment, but at the same time it was - - if he dared to think it - - kind of a rush!
'It'd be kinda cool to do that sort of thing in public, just like Kiba and Hige do. I mean, the public wouldn't be included, but just around the house. ...Maybe I could even get Kiba to cave-in on my birthday? Or at least get him to let me hang out alone with Tsume for a while - - with his knowledge of it; not just at night when he's asleep.' Hige's groan broke his thought bubble, and he blinked back to reality.
"Hhhuuu." He groaned in frustration. "He's at it again." Nudging Toboe's arm he says teasingly. "You coming with us, Toboe, or are you planning on staying here giving yourself cavities with your sweet, mushy-wooshy thoughts." Hige then laughed joining Tsume at the door.
"Very funny. I get front seat!" Declared the younger Wolf dashing out the front door; he called over his shoulder. "Speed it up, we're wasting daylight!"
Kiba followed behind Hige, who tailed Tsume and Faye. Kiba's mind began to work when the sun hit his face, about which was the best seat to take in the car. Behind Tsume or behind Toboe. Watching the car door slide up revealing a beautiful Range Rover in chocolate brown with a cream colored interior, he nods.
'Just big enough to tote a school bus worth of kindergarteners home.' Thought the elder Wolf teen. Climbing into the passanger's seat behind Tsume to ensure a clear view of his little brother, he buckled his seatbelt.
"You've gotta be kidding me! Are you seeing this, Kiba? The backs of the front seats have televisions on them." Hige touched the screen. "Shit, and it's a touch screen." He confirmed when a green panel came across the dark screen waiting for command. Moon's impressed eyes go even wider. "And look! Hey Tsume," He held up the earphones. "Do these go to the tv's?"
While adjusting the mirrors the model's gold colored gaze glanced at what the teen he calls 'Porky' was talking about. Replying in a tone that's a little matter-of-fact. "Of course they do; now put your seatbelt on."
Turning his nose up, Hige retorts. "Like I'd known that." He snaps his belt on.
"I'll take my car." The female of their group said; sliding her sunglasses over her eyes. Leaning into the window on Tsume's side, she asked then bolted. "We're going to Lori'etta's, right?"
"I'm following you." Tsume called to her retreating back.
Faye rolled her car down the driveway down the street. Tsume following behind it.
The three passangers watch Naples move past them like someone cranking scenery beside the car windows, or a roll of film making its way through a projector. It was so much bigger than they had expected since they've only been viewing the part of the city where Tsume lives. This was a major part of the area now, with a little more hussle from the cars and the people.
The city was so beautiful that Kiba couldn't help but think that if the trip were under different circumstances, he would really be enjoying this.
"Hey!" The Moon teen points. "There goes another gelato shop; let's stop there on our way back."
Tsume said nothing about the request, though, he does intend to the stop there. He's no dummy, in order to spend a nice time with Toboe, he'll have to appeal to even people that don't matter in the equation - - not that he thinks Kiba should have much say either, Toboe's gonna be sixteen. How long is he gonna suck the dirt from his little brother's pacifier when it's spit out, so he can slip it back in.
'I should stop thinking like that; no matter how true it is, I can't forget the fact that I'm the one who's really responsible for both of their lives turning out the way it has.' He looked at Toboe a second, noting that once again the teen has gone quiet, though, he does acknowledge that Toboe was giving him quick glances at him anytime his hand went out the window for the turn signal. 'I wish I drove a stick.' Mused the model a little lecherously. He's allowed one or two selfish thoughts, he and Toboe are an item, at least, he likes to think so.
About a half hour later they're looking for a parking spot; once on foot, they walked up to a very ritzy store. Faye stood before it tapping her foot as though she'd been waiting forever. Glasses slid up on top of her head, crossly she asks. "What took you so long, I've been waiting here for eighteen minutes."
"I couldn't exactly drive like I was trying to kill people, I have passangers with me."
The woman only shrugged indifferently. "This shop has everything." Her mood lightened as she stepped inside.
First thing Kiba noticed when entering was how cold it was inside, and he gave his arms a rub to dispell the chill a bit. Following after Hige, his gaze slowly goes from spying which direction Toboe had gone to looking over the expensive but nice clothes.
"I hope my size is here." Says Toboe taking Tsume's arm pulling him after him.
Hearing the foreign language, a clerk in the store gravitated to them like a moth to a flame, or a stain to white clothes. Putting on his best face, he's ready to milk the newbies of all they have, should their funds be enough to cover the cost of something from a store as luxurious as Lori-etta. Blinking in question, the man notices the younger boy has latched himself to a face he's begun seeing on billboards during his drive home each day; his wife is mad about the foreign man, just drooling whenever he's interviewed after a runway show.
He'd resent the star, if not for the check he was about to sign if - - pray to God - - the man should buy something. Approaching, he held his breath for the second time in that instant, because not far behind him was the famous singer - - once model - - Faye Valentine! Now there was a drool waiting to happen. He greets her warmly with open hands that looked more ready for money then to take the woman's for a kiss.
"Aaaa, Ms. Valentine, it is my greatest pleasure to serve you this evening." He kisses her grasped hand.
Snickering, Faye withdrew her hand slowly as though trying to keep any of the man that might come off of him where it belonged. No sudden movement. "I like a man that can spot money when he sees it. I'm looking for something that can take stains well."
The man blushed instantly, and adjusted his blazer coat. "Stains, madam?"
"Yeah, I'm thinking about going to some brats birthday party, and I wanna be sure that I can clean it with no problems from the threading after a wash."
Relieved all the way to his embarrassed soul, the clerk took her hand again. "Right this way, please."
Toboe exited a dressing room in a rich 3 piece red suit. Attempting to do the matching striped tie, he says upon seeing his brother. "How do I look, Kiba? Like two million yen, huh?"
Smiling at the his younger brother, Kiba nods. While looking for something to buy, he'd seen his brother try on two other suits, each one more lavish than the last, he looked cute in all of them; his favorite being the purple, but if he'd said something about it, Toboe would only tell him to hold on until he's tried on all of them. But he was happy that Toboe acknowledged him when he'd come by to change his clothes.
The younger teen's really amped up for this party, which is all the more reason he's been trying to suck up his displeasure about Tsume, and let his brother have a nice time.
"I'm gonna try another one." He disappeared back through the Western-style swinging doors. "Wish we had a camera, so the guys back home could see it."
Chuckling Kiba entered a dressing room as well.
After a bit Toboe stepped back out of the dressing room, one hand in his pocket the other hand raised up so he can look at it, as though checking for dirt in his nailbed or admiring a flawless mannicure. "How do I look?" He asked in a very posh tone. "I mean, I look pretty sharp, right?"
"That one is the best I've seen out of all of them." Comments the model. "Real sharp." He teased the teen's use of words.
"Ahaha, you know I was just messing around with that whole act." Replied Toboe, a bit embarrassed about not coming off as 'cool' to the man. "But do you really like it?"
"Yeah, you should get it."
"Kiba, what do you think?" He turned his gaze to his brother, not at all surprised to see that him glaring at the model intensely. His brother's blue-eyed gaze then fell upon him.
"It looks good, Toboe. How much is it?"
"Umm..." He checked his person for the tag. Feeling something resembling a heavy loose thread dangling about his armpit, when he raised his arms up. "Oh, here it is," But he reached too late, and Tsume's hand was inside his jacket pulling out the tag instead.
Reading off the price as though it were a bargain of two bucks, Tsume says. "1800."
"What, dollars?!" Shrieked Toboe. "That'll wipe me out for eighteen years!"
Chuckling Tsume touched the younger Wolf's shoulder assuringly. "Tell your piggy bank to stop crying; I'll buy your suits. Spend your trip money on things you like."
Baring his teeth, Kiba bitterly thought to himself. 'I really hate the way this guy talks.'
Hige appeared at Kiba's side as though shoved there from behind. "Did you see the prices on this stuff? Talk about pointlessly ritzy."
In a tight tone Kiba replied. "What does it matter, Tsume already said he'll pay for everything."
Hige can't help but think that with a touch more malice in his lover's words, every customer would have felt slapped in the face by the comment. Choosing to ignore it, though, he says "Oh really? Thanks, Tsume." in hopes to dispel the uncomfortable situation at hand. Taking Kiba by the arm he lead him away. "Kiba, there's something I wanna show you over here." He guided his boyfriend away from the static filled area.
Halfway across the room now, Kiba dug his heels in to stop their trekking. "You can stop, I know what you're doing?" He sulked.
Giving his hard-headed lover a shove, he replied gruffly. "Then if you know what I'm doing, why don't you stop."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean it; your secret hatred isn't exactly a secret, if you keep putting it out there - - plus, the guy already knows how you feel about him, so why keep bringing it up?" He stabbed him in the chest with his finger. "Do you want him to kick us out of something?"
Kiba remained silent, still-faced, while his boyfriend lectured him. Hige was making a good point, but he can't help it that his blood boils when the man is around. It really makes him believe that there are some people out there born only for you to hate.
"So please, Kiba,"
He came back at the end of Hige's lecture.
"Try harder to get along with the guy; we don't live here, so we're not gonna be around him forever - - and I'll have a talk with the runt, just to make sure he's still clear that he can have now, but at the end of it he has to say goodbye to the guy." He placed his hands on Kiba's shoulders. "Okay? Be good, for me."
With crossed arms, and a hardened expression, Kiba sighed with a defeated nod.
"Perfect." Pulling his lover in for a double-armed, though, one-sided hug, he laughs. "Now come check out this suit." The Moon teen resumes steering Kiba to the back of the store.
Toboe, who has been frowning and generally dipping into a foul mood over the whole scene, spoke softly to his soon-to-be ex. "I ...I'm sorry about Kiba, Tsume, that he's making things so hard for you."
"It's alright." Came a quick reply from not liking the idea of Toboe apologizing for his brother's ignorance; he shouldn't bare guilt for someone else - - not even family.
"I think the real reason is because he's not used to me looking at someone else the way that I look at him."
"What does that mean?"
"Kiba's taken care of me my whole life - - even when we were staying at my friends house, because we were too young to be on our own. Kiba's always done things around the house as though trying to work off the debt of us staying there, or something. With you, you could probably give me just about anything I can think of, but with Kiba it's a little harder, and takes more time." He brought his gaze up from his sneakers to look into Tsume's amber eyes. "And minus the fact that I love you, of course - - but, Tsume I don't think of you as a provider." He made sure to clarify.
Tsume had gasped as though the wind were suddenly knocked out of him.
"Kiba may also think that you're taking his place in my life because... because romantically, he can't be there for me."
Tsume came from his stupor hearing those words. He had no idea the teen has grown up so much mentally. When he'd met Toboe he was.. well, an eleven year old in a fourteen year old's body, really.
Hands together in hope, he says. "So can you please not get so mad when Kiba is being cruel to you?"
Smirking, the model says coolly. "I'll keep it in mind." But the faint smile behind his words let Toboe know that he will do just as he asked. "Better take that off so we can pay for it and go."
"Alright." He walked into the dressing room. "Hey, Tsume," He called over the door. "aren't you going to pick out a suit for the party?" Toboe then jumps to peek over the door. "You'll be there, won't you?"
Noticing Kiba and Hige come up at his side to occupy a change room, he replied. "Party of the century? Wouldn't dream of missing it. I've got enough suits to wear."
"Oh."
The sound of fabric and zippers plays through the airspace then the doors part, and Toboe stepped out handing the suit, now on a hanger, to Tsume. "Here you go."
Taking the blue suit, the two head to the counter to pay for it.
Admiring his reflection in the green suit Hige grinned. "Hey, I look pretty good." Snickering sheepishly, he then says. "Kinda wish I had more friends at school to make sick over it, fourteen isn't enough for this baby to impress."
"So what's stopping you?" Kiba asked from the room next to Hige's.
"Eh, I'm not big on drastic change. Fourteen will just have to do."
'Nice fit.' Kiba looked the suit over. 'Not sure about the brown color, though. I should stick with the black.' Taking the suit off, he stuffed the hanger back into it then carried it to the rack. "Hige, come on." He called.
"Don't rush the beautiful and admired."
After a moment or so the Moon teen joined them at the counter to have his suit paid for.
"Glad you could get out of the mirror." Says Kiba nonchalantly.
Hige only laughed. "Well it's not like it isn't true." He shoulders the suit carrying it to the exit.
The clerk looked after them, and says kindly. "Thank you for shopping at Lori-etta's. Please, come again."
Toboe cocked his brow at the man's words, since they were said in Italian, but with a polite smile he replied 'goodbye' to him as the five depart.
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