Spiral Fan Fiction ❯ Such Great Heights ❯ Such Great Heights ( Chapter 1 )

Such Great Heights

He was insane. That was all there was to it. After all how could he not be? Sure he was beautiful, sure he was sexy, sure when he saw him all he wanted to do was run his fingers through that silky looking hair, but that didn’t change who he was. It didn’t change who they were to each other. He might want him more than he can stand, but he had no doubt it was a one sided relationship. He had no doubt that someone like Eyes Rutherford would never want to be with him.

Talk about delusions of grandeur…There was no way that he would ever even stand a chance. Eyes had always been placed on a pedestal, and he had no doubt in his mind that just some cheep imitation of Kiyotaka wasn’t enough to reach that enormous height. Eyes was on a level of his own. He was perfect in every definition of the word, and it was a fact that Ayumu didn’t compare. No matter how much he might try to be on par with his brother, he could never be the kind of person Eyes wanted…He could never be Kiyotaka…Who Eyes obviously admired and looked up to, but most of all…He could never be Kanone.

Ayumu might not have that much experience with relationships, but he wasn’t stupid. When they had found out about Kanone’s betrayal, he had seen the deep sadness in Rutherford’s eyes. Just like he had seen the deep longing for him that night at the fireworks factory. Had there been something there? Without even having to ask anyone he knew the answer. At one point Eyes had truly cared for Kanone. Hell he might have even loved him. Kanone had what it took to reach that pedestal, and he probably didn’t even need a ladder to do it with.

Was that the kind of person you had to be to catch the young celebrity’s attention? Sure Kanone was attractive, smart, cunning, strong, but he was also a murderer. Yes he had murdered bad people, just as they all had, but he had also tried to kill them as well. He had tried to dispose of all the Blade Children, and yet Eyes still looked at him like there was no one else in the world.

How stupid was he that he couldn’t see what a manipulative person Kanone was deep down? How was it that he couldn’t see that he deserved better than that? Ayumu shut his eyes at that. He deserved better? And what exactly would that be? He was kidding himself again…It happened sometimes. Sometimes he would forget just how big of a differences there was between them and let his mind wander to the possibilities of all the things they had in common. Ayumu would let his mind go to a place it never should, and would end up with a deep longing in his chest that he knew could never be filled.

Sure he had tried to get over this infatuation. Instead of thinking about the one thing he knew he could never have, he instead focused all of his energy on the girl he knew he could. It was only too obvious to see how much Hiyono cared for him, and he had legitimately tried to care for her. But every time they were alone together, every time they held hands, every time they kissed, all he could think of was Eyes. Hiyono’s golden hair turned a quick silver, and her eyes a light blue, and he knew that it would never work. Hiyono would always be his best friend, but he knew that there could never be anything more.

She seemed to since it too, because the visits grew fewer and farther between. Oh sure she was always hounding him to make here food, or to take her shopping, but the romantic dinners had ceased entirely. As for that matter had the small kisses and touches that they shared. She didn’t seem upset about it though. No, she was actually fairly understanding about the whole thing. Plus, whenever he would get into one of his ‘moods’ that involved thinking about what could never be, she always got this aura of understanding about her. It was like even though she wasn’t saying anything, she already knew what had come between them. It was like she already who his heart really belonged to.

He could still remember the precise moment he had begun to consider Eyes as more than the cold hearted ice prince he presented himself as. It was after the commissioner had dropped down into the abyss, and after he had learned of Kanone’s betrayal. When the normally callous teenager turned to him and demanded answers, he knew that Eyes wasn’t the person he had first took him for. In that moment he saw how scared he really was about his own fate.

Although he would never admit it to anyone, all Ayumu wanted to do at that moment was wrap the fragile boy in his arms and tell him that everything was going to be okay. It sounds corny, doesn’t it? Yet he had never deemed anything more appropriate in his life. Eyes had obviously grown up thinking he was cursed, and in all actuality he very well might be, but he needed to have faith in himself. He needed to believe! If he did that, then he might even be able to change his stars.

Traces of silver and blue danced in front of vision as he thought about just how long it had been since he had spoken to Eyes. Since Kanone had left everything had been quiet, almost too quiet to even seem real. As a matter of fact there had been almost three months of peace. He wouldn’t be complaining about that fact, but not once in those three months had he even caught a glimmer of the person he held so dear.

Three months is a long time. Not only was torturous not being able to see him, even if all he saw were the glares of disappointment, but it was enough time to start thinking up some crazy things. The mind’s a funny thing, and if left to its own devices for too long it can lead astray. It can make things that could never really happen seem like only a snap away. It can make you picture some pretty vivid things happening, when in all actuality you would never even get close enough to touch. His mind…It was both a blessing and a curse at the same time. Because even how painful those thoughts were, the fact that he could at least picture Eyes in his mind was enough for him. Sure there could never be anything there, but a person can always dream, can’t they?

In an act of complete and utter lack of sanity, Ayumu’s hand traveled to his bedside table, grabbing for the cell phone that was on its charger. He couldn’t tell you what made him do it, but that didn’t change how his fingers traveled down his phone book until it reached the name Eyes. As if the thought of doing it wasn’t bad enough, he knew that he must have completely lost it when he hit send.

From the time the phone had begun to ring he wanted to hang it up. What the hell was wrong with him!? Was he actually calling Eyes?…Was he finally going to settle this? He trembled in anticipation when the ringing stopped, but his breath hitched when he was only met by silence on the other end.

His eyes glanced over to the clock that was glowing blue on his dresser and mentally cursed. It was already 3:30 in the morning!…It was 3:30 in the morning and he was calling someone he hardly spoke to. His one free hand bunched up in his bed sheets as he tried to calm himself. What had he been thinking? Why had he called this late? Why had he called at all!? Shaking his head in exasperation, his finger inched towards the end button on his phone. That was of course when his phone decided to answer him.

‘Hello?’ Eyes’s tired voice filtered through the other end, and it was in that moment when Ayumu completely froze. What could he possibly say to him? When he had called it had just been to hear his voice, but now that he was actually getting an answer his mind had failed to give him a response. ‘Hello?’ His voice was more annoyed this time, but still seemed to be fuzzy with sleep. This isn’t how he wanted it to go…This was bad…This was very bad. ‘I can hear you breathing you know, so just say something.’ At hearing that, he lost every bit of nerve he had ever had and he snapped the phone closed, throwing it to the end of the bed.

Sitting up in bed, he pulled his legs forward so that his arms were wrapped around his knees as he rocked back and forth. He had done a lot of stupid things in his life, but this had to be by far the worst. Even though it was just a phone call, it seemed like he had just knifed someone in the heart. Why was this so hard?…Why was life this hard?

In a perfect world this wouldn’t be so difficult to do. In a perfect world Eyes wouldn’t hate him. In a perfect world…His thoughts were put on hold when the melody from one of Eyes’s piano pieces drifted into his ear. The music was rather muffled from being trapped in-between his covers, but it was still there. No…Why did he have to call back?

With a shaky hand he grasped at the phone and flipped it open. He didn’t even need to look at the caller ID to know who it was. Ayumu held the phone up to his ear, and waited with bated breath to hear a sound come from the other end…He didn’t have to wait long.

‘Tell me little Narumi do you always take pleasure in calling people at ungodly hours of the night and then hanging up on them when they finally answer?’ Eyes’s British accent traveled through the phone, lulling him so easily into a more relaxed state. It was like with just hearing his voice the world seemed better. His hand had almost ceased shaking by the time he realized that this time he was going to have to answer him.

Though that was easier said then done, because for the life of him he couldn’t think of a legitimate excuse. So instead he opted for something witty. “Oh no Rutherford, I only call the people I really like and do this…You should consider yourself blessed.” He only called the people he liked?…Oh yeah that was subtle. Though Eyes didn’t seem to notice the truth behind that statement.

‘I consider myself annoyed. Now what is it you want?’ He paused for a moment, and Ayumu could picture that normally calm expression loosening a little in worry as all the worst possibilities filtered through his head. ‘Has something happened?’

Even though he had expected it, that didn’t mean that it didn’t disappoint him. Of course he would think something was wrong if he was calling. After all why else would he possibly be calling? “No…Nothing’s happened.” Ayumu muttered dejectedly into the receiver. His eyes shut in dreaded trepidation for the question that was most likely to follow.

‘Then why did you call?’ A good question if he did say so himself. A question that he really didn’t have an answer for. So he just told him the truth…Well at least part of it anyways.

“I don’t know…I guess…I guess I just wanted to talk to you. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.” He sputtered out. That much had been said, and even that might have been too much information for a person like Rutherford to be able to take.

‘My well-fair in none of your concern. I can take care of myself.’ Ayumu almost scoffed on the other end. Of course that had been Eyes’s response. Even at such a small inclination that someone might want to help him, he completely shut himself off. Why wouldn’t he ever let anyone help him? Why couldn’t he trust anyone?…Why couldn’t he trust him?

His dark eyes narrowed in anger as he thought about just how stubborn Eyes could be, and he was sure his feelings were reverberated through his voice. “I know that Eyes!…You think I don’t know that you’re perfectly capable of taking care of yourself!? It’s just that…I don’t…I…” I don’t want you to be alone anymore…I don’t want to be alone. Or at least that’s what he wanted to say, but he never got it out.

The silence on the other end of the phone was deafening, and it went on for such a long amount of time that he actually thought Eyes might have hung up. ‘What do you want little Narumi?’

What did he want?…A good question. One that Ayumu thought on as he clutched the phone to his ear. He wanted these feelings to stop. He wanted to quit walking in his brother’s shadow. He wanted to know who the Blade Children really were. But most of all though…most of all… “Can I come over?” he wanted to see the object of his affections.

Ayumu held his breath as soon as that was out. He knew now that he must be insane, because there was no other explanation for why he had actually asked to go to Eyes’s house at this time of night…or any time for that matter. Though it was out, and all he could do was wait for that answer. Though he already knew what Eyes was going to say. There was no doubt in his mind that he was going to tell him n- ‘very well’ o. The brunette’s heart did a back flip when his outrages request was granted. Before he could say another word, however, he heard the phone click. Though that didn’t change the fact that he had agreed. He was going to go see Eyes. His elation turned to panic as he thought about the other side of the equation. He was going to go see Eyes at his studio at 3:30 in the morning…What had he gotten himself into?

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His footsteps seemed to grow louder the nearer he got to the studio. The boots he had chosen to wear clanged loudly as he clamored up the stairs that led to Eyes’s place. He could have taken the elevator, but he really didn’t want to get into a lot of questions about why he was visiting Eyes Rutherford’s place at such late at night, and so he chose the stairs. This also gave him ample opportunity to think about just how crazily awkward this was going to be.

As he thought about the awkwardness that was going to come from him opening the door, he also thought about just what he was going to say when that time arrived. In his mind he would be assertive, he would ask him for a cup of tea, pretend like he was interested about the different shows the pianist had performed, and then politely leave. He knew it was a mistake to come here, and there was no way he was going to stay long enough for him to do something undeniably stupid.

Ayumu’s feet led him to the door of the studio, and once there he froze. This was it. This was what he had been both waiting for and dreading. Everything would be decided from here, and with that thought his knuckles shot out to knock. He winced at the loud sound that echoed throughout the abandoned hallways he walked down, and almost turned tail and ran right then. He probably would have to, had the door not opened right as he was turning away.

“So what, now not only do you make prank phone calls, but you also play ding dong ditch?” That same velvety soft voice he had heard on the telephone made him stop in his tracks. Ayumu’s cheeks tinted in embarrassment at being caught trying to run away, but he held his ground nonetheless. It was okay…He could fix this. All he had to do was turn around and say something really clever and Eyes would forget all about him almost running away.

Though this was a lot easier said then done, because when he turned around to do just that the sight of the silver haired teenager took whatever witty comment had been floating through his brain and drop kicked it to hell. Eyes was stunning…Even more so than normal. He was clad in skin tight black leather pants with zippers at the cuffs, and a leather tank top shirt that zipped up and came to rest right above his navel. Black leather gauntlets hung from his two slender wrists, and a silver cross dangled from his creamy neck. All in all…Enough to make you drool. His appearance was only added to by the fact that he seemed to glow almost silver from the moonlight from his huge bay window that was shining down upon him. If there was a God…Ayumu was almost certain he would look like Eyes. Eyes…the very embodiment of perfection. How much he wanted him then there were no words to describe.

This is of course why his normally lightening quick mental reflexes failed him, and instead of saying something clever, he said probably the stupidest thing possible. “What are you doing here?” His eyes shut in complete and utter embarrassment, and he wished that someone out there would just kill him right at this moment. What are you doing here?…Could he have said anything stupider?

Eyes rose an eyebrow in annoyance at the question, but thankfully didn’t call him a retard like he felt he was. “I live here. Now would you care to come in, or do you have more pointless questions that you would like to ask me?” He didn’t even wait for a response before heading back into his place.

Following closely behind, Ayumu got a good look at his behind, as a matter of fact he couldn’t get his eyes off of it. Though he knew that it probably wouldn’t look to good if he was caught staring, so reluctantly he tore his eyes away. He chose instead to look at Eyes’s vast studio apartment.

The whole place was decorated in black and silver. From the furniture, to the carpet, to the drapes. Hell even the enormous bed in the side corner was adorned with black silk bed sheets. So yeah, you could tell that Eyes liked to match. Ayumu wondered if the reason he liked the dark color so much was that he knew how dead sexy he looked in it. His grand piano sat in front of the huge bay window where the moonlight was still shining down upon them, just adding to the wondrous affect the place gave you. A whistle of appreciation escaped his throat as his took it all in. A part of him was a little envious even, because the small flat him and Madoka shared didn’t even compare.

“Damn Eyes this place is awesome. I can’t believe you live here by yourself.” Eyes didn’t even make a move to show he had heard him, and instead moved further into the room to sink into his leather couch.

“I don’t…not really. Ryo is here quite often, and you can always find Kousuke lounging about.” Ayumu’s face kind of fell at that.

“They’re not here now, are they?” The pianist arched his back against the couch, showing off his slender waist and abs.

Ayumu’s eyes were permanently glued to that expanse of skin, so much in fact that he hardly even hear Eyes’s reply of “No.” The brunette unconsciously took a few steps forward, eyes never leaving that little bit of skin that he had chosen to show.

“You know you didn’t have to get dressed you know…Not for me anyways.” With more strength than he knew he had, he tore his eyes away from the pianist’s torso, instead trying to focus in on his face…It wasn’t easy.

It didn’t help matters any when he saw the strange look Eyes was giving him either. It was almost like he had done that back stretch so he would look at him…It was almost as if he wanted him to. “Well little Narumi I was sleeping when you called me.”

“I know. That’s what I mean…I wouldn’t care to see you just in your pajamas. You don’t have to look so drop dead gorgeous all the time you know.” His jaw clenched as soon as that was out of his mouth, but he had said it sarcastic enough to let it slide without too many questions, or at least he hoped he had.

Silver hair tilted to the side, and blue eyes met his for what felt like the first time that night. “But I don’t wear anything while I sleep.” Ayumu’s heart felt like it had stopped beating, and he was pretty sure that his chin dropped all the way to the ground Had he just said that? “Does that surprise you?”

“Nothing about you surprises me.” Lie…Eyes had continued to do nothing but surprise him since the moment they had met. If there was one constant in his life, it was that to him Eyes would always be full of surprises.

A hot pink tongue slipped out of Eyes mouth to wet his lips, and the brunette was completely mesmerized by even such a small action. This distraction made him dazed enough so that he almost missed the silver haired Blade Child’s next words. “Then I suppose you won’t be surprised when I suggest we play a little game then?”

Ayumu’s eyes immediately narrowed in suspicion. “A game? I thought the Blade Children were done testing me?” Eyes slightly shrugged his shoulders, before going back to his relaxed position.

“They are…I’m not.” The brunette’s face fell at that. So then he still hadn’t proven himself to Rutherford? Would he ever? Would he ever be good enough in those blue eyes? “Oh don’t give me that pouty look…It’s not like all the other games. This one isn’t about life or death.”

He tried not to show the relief he was feeling on his face, and instead moved to trying to find out more information. “Then what is it? Because I doubt you invited me over to play scrabble.”

An illustrious smirk spread across Eyes normally lax features. “It’s very simple…I want you to make me feel.” Ayumu was so caught off guard by that statement, that is was all he could do just to stutter out a response.

“M-make you feel? Make you feel what?” He thought he would die right then when Eyes resituated himself on the couch, and then laid backwards onto it.

“Now that” Ayumu’s pulse started to race as one of Eyes’s hands traveled down his chest, stopping at the zipper to the shirt, and slowly taking that down with him, revealing inch by inch his creamy alabaster chest and stomach. “I’m sure you’re smart enough to figure out on your own.”

He was so dumbstruck by the recent sequence of events, that it took him quite awhile to figure out just what the Blade Child was talking about. Once it hit him though, it hit him hard. “What!? Y-you’ve got to be kidding me!? You want me to…You want me…” He couldn’t even finish. Here all of his dreams were be laid out for him on a silver platter, and yet he couldn’t help but hesitate. There had to be a catch. Eyes wouldn’t want him…He had to be misinterpreting what the pianist was saying. Though as he saw him trace tiny circles around his bellybutton, it was getting harder and harder to think that there was anything to misinterpret.

When Eyes saw that the Ayumu wasn’t making any running leaps towards him, the circles stopped, and he pushed himself up so that he was leaning on his elbows. “Oh come little Narumi I’ve seen the way you look at me…I’ve seen how much you want me.” Ayumu swallowed what felt like a four ton lump at that. “We both know that you didn’t come all the way over here just to talk. You want this, and here I am offering myself to you. You can refuse, but let me tell you this just once, you will not get this offer again.”

Well, there was nothing to misinterpret there. Eyes did like taking the direct approach he supposed. What he said was true. This was what he wanted. This was what he had been waiting for. So why then was there this rotten feeling in his gut? Why did he hesitate where he knew he should just walk right over there and kiss the person he had been dreaming about for so many months now?

When he saw Eyes unbutton his pants, all hesitation flew through the window. Shrugging off his coat, Ayumu hurriedly slipped his black sweater over his head, and walked half mad over to where Eyes had laid back down upon seeing his cooperation.

He tried to ignore the triumphant look covering the silver haired teenager’s face, and instead worked on the belt to his khaki pants. After he had got them undone, he slipped onto the leather couch and crawled on top of Eyes, straddling his form. A warmth spread through him when their torsos met, and a wave of pleasure racked its way down his spin when he felt a hand slip underneath his pants.

Ayumu could feel himself harden under Eyes soft touches, and couldn’t help but do quite a bit of touching himself. His tanned hands traveled up his bare waist, and settled for tenderly stroking his ribs. A chill went through his spin when he reached the one that was missing, and his touches stilled right on that area.

“Does it repulse you?” When Eyes’s feathery light voice drifted to his ears, he realized how intensely he had been rubbing that one spot. Did it repulse him? No…nothing about Eyes repulsed him. In answer to the Blade Child’s question, Ayumu leaned forward laying a tender kiss on the exposed area.

Eyes’s chest rose as a shaky hiss escaped his throat. “Are you sensitive there?” He kissed it again, though this time he opened his mouth to suck on the piece of flesh.

His soon to be lover writhed underneath him, before gasping out the word. “Terribly.” He mouthed the word ‘good’ against his skin, and his open mouthed kisses started to travel lower. Despite how much he had dreamt of this moment, he really wasn’t too experienced with what to do. Though Eyes’s mewls of pleasure were really helping to encourage him that he was heading in the right direction.

Ayumu’s tongue swirled in and out of his lover’s bellybutton, loving the gasp such an act received. His hands reached for the zipper to Eyes’s pants, and then began to slip them down altogether. A moan of appreciation escaped his throat when he saw just how well Eyes was endowed.

He had an uncontrollable urge to kiss the boy underneath him, and so he leaned forward, heading straight for that mouth. Just as he was about to kiss him however, a hand came up to drape over his mouth. “You can have my body, but no kissing.” The hand was removed, but Ayumu didn’t make any move to continue the kiss.

“Why?” Ayumu moved back in for the kiss, but Eyes once again stopped him.

“Listen I’m giving you my body…fuck me…have me fuck you…I don’t care. I just don’t want to kiss. Kissing leads to a place I don’t want to go with you.” He would never admit it, but that statement hurt more than anything Eyes had ever said to him.

Trying to keep his emotions under control, the brunette removed the hand that was inside of his khakis and got up from the couch as quickly as possible. He stumbled a little as he made a quick grab for his shirt and shoes, getting out “I have to go.” as he did. This wasn’t right! This wasn’t what he wanted! If he were going to finally have Eyes he wanted to have all of him…He wanted it to mean something!

“Little Narumi stop.” As he was rushing to the door, he heard the couch shift, indicating that Eyes had got up after him. “Ayumu stop!” He did stop at that. Eyes never called him by his first name. Not up until now at least. That wasn’t the only thing though, Eyes’s voice had lost the composure it usually had. He sounded almost frantic in his attempt to get him to stay.

Turning around slowly, he once more turned to face Eyes. The Blade Child had grabbed a satin throw blanket to wrap around his bare waist, and that seemed to be all that was covering him. Not even his normal mask of indifference was on his face. No, he looked for the first time to be an open book.

“Why have me stop Eyes? Is this some kind of trick, because I doubt that its just for some quick lay. You could have anyone…which means you’re doing this to mess with me.” The melody of logic always played its notes of truth. “You said you wanted to feel?…but not from me.” Ayumu cursed whoever was listening when he felt tears threaten to fall from his eyes. He wouldn’t let himself cry though. He had to get this out. “I won’t just be a fuck buddy to you Eyes…I care about you too much for me to ever let that happen.”

Eyes didn’t say a thing. No, apparently the pianist believed that actions spoke much louder than words. Walking over, he grabbed onto Ayumu’s hand, and gently led him over to the king sized bed in the corner. Slipping the bed drapes to the side he crawled on top of the huge mattress and patted the spot beside him.

Reluctantly Ayumu got onto the bed, never breaking eye contact with the silver haired Blade Child. Though soon he really didn’t have a choice but to break their eye contact, because Eyes pounced him, occupying the same position he had been back on the couch.

He opened his mouth to respond to such and abrasive action, but a hand over his mouth stopped his reply. “I’m going to complete your request Ayumu, because I think that you legitimately care for me. But I want you to complete mine as well.” Eyes’s hands moved to completely discard Ayumu’s pants, and then shrugged off his boxers. “I want you to be with me tonight. I want you to love me…if only for tonight.” Ayumu’s eyes widened when he saw a lone tear roll down the normally stoic teenager’s face. “Even if it’s not real, I want to imagine that someone such as me can be loved.”

The hand was removed, and Eyes knelt down impossibly slow, touching their mouths together in a gentle kiss. Their lips seemed to fit perfectly, and just the small skin on skin contact caused Ayumu to gasp. The Blade Child took this opportunity to deepen the kiss, and massaged his tongue with his own. Their silky appendages danced for dominance as their lips kneaded together, and it was in that moment when the brunette realized what happiness could feel like.

His arms reached up to wrap around Eyes’s neck, and pulled his lover closer. This was what he had been waiting for. Eyes wanted to be loved…He had no idea how much Ayumu wanted to fulfill that request. Using his hip as leverage, Ayumu rocked to the side so that he rolled them both over so that he was now on top.

Never breaking the kiss, his one free hand moved to stroke the silver hair he had always been dying to touch. He reveled in the fact that it was just as soft as he had always thought it would be, and just that fact made him want Eyes even more. He broke the kiss to travel to suck on the exposed neck that was arching up into him, and his free hand moved in-between their bodies to stroke Eyes’s now hardened length.

His kisses traveled up to the pianist’s earlobe, and in a husky lust filled voice managed to get out. “You are so beautiful.” He connected their mouths again as he moved his body so that the friction drove them both mad with desire.

Eyes legs wrapped around his waist as he grinded their bodies together with the same tempo he was stroking him with. He wanted him…He wanted to be inside him. He couldn’t get enough of him. Ayumu positioned himself outside of Eyes’s entrance, and was about to push in, but Eyes voice stopped him.

“Don’t…not yet.” His face was screwed up as Ayumu continued his ministrations, but he managed all the same to point to a small bottle on the bedside table. “You…you have to prepare me first.” Much to in the moment to feel stupid, the brunette simply nodded and grabbed for the bottle of oil.

He uncorked it, and a familiar scent reached his nostrils. He stopped moving as the smell triggered way too many unhappy memories than he wished for. “Purple irises.” He stated. It was strange how such an uncommon flower could have such pull over his life. He could remember Kiyotaka leaving, all of the deaths caused this year, Madoka crying.

His thoughts were so scattered that when a hand was laid on his cheek he jumped. “It doesn’t always have to mean bad…Maybe you can make some new memories.” He gave a small smile as Eyes had pretty much read his exact thoughts and comforted him. Leaning back down, he once more kissed his lover before spreading some of the fragrant oil over his palm.

Eyes had said that he needed to be prepared, and he could remember reading about male x male sex lives in anatomy. Carefully he took one of his oil slicked fingers and inserted it into his lover’s entrance. He could feel Eyes clench around him, and saw that there was a pained expression on his face. “Are you alright?”

His eyes were shut in pain, but he managed to nod nonetheless. “…I’m fine…keep going.” That was all the encouragement he needed, and after twisting it around a little bit he added another digit.

In anatomy he had also learned about the prostate, and he knew that if he could find that then maybe Eyes wouldn’t look like he was so miserable. Making scissoring motions, he hastily thrust in and out, and figured he had to have rubbed up against it when Eyes cried out in pleasure and a spasm raked his spine.

Ayumu faintly smiled at having witnessed Eyes complete loss of self, and knew that he wanted to see it again. He tenderly added another finger, making sure to rub up against the same spot as he had before.

By the time he was done stretching him, Eyes was just a withering bundle of nerves underneath him, and he knew that he must be ready. Grabbing the bottle again he spread a good amount of the iris oil over his own neglected erection and positioned himself to push in. He gave Eyes one last tender kiss before entering him, and almost pulled back out again at the scream he received upon doing so.

His entire body stilled at the pained gasps coming out of his lover’s mouth. Did it really hurt that bad? An arm wrapped around his back, and Eyes pulled himself up so that his mouth was against Ayumu’s earlobe. “I’m okay…you can move now.”

Hesitantly Ayumu began to move, just now becoming aware of the constricting heat he was sheathed in. It was too much…He felt like he was going to cum right then. “Gods Eyes…this is…Oh Gods.” No words could describe what he was feeling, but he knew that he wanted more.

Ayumu quickened his pace, now thrusting in and out of Eyes’s tight crevice rather quickly. He never forgot about the moaning boy underneath him though. With every thrust he angled himself so that he hit his silver haired lover’s sweet spot.

They continued at that pace for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only a few minutes. The brunette could feel the warmth pooling in his loins, and knew he wasn’t going to last very long. He connected their mouths, swallowing all of Eyes’s gasps as he continued to thrust. His hand snaked down to wrap around the Blade Child’s weeping erection as he felt himself begin to loose it, and with one last thrust, stars exploded in front of his vision and he released himself still encased in his lover’s heat. It wasn’t too long after when Eyes cried out his name and came as well in-between their stomachs.

Thrusting a few more times, Ayumu slowly pulled out of his lover, rolling over to lay by his side. The ecstasy he was feeling was unfathomable, and he had to take big gulping breaths just to calm his heart. He couldn’t believe this…His dream had come true, and he had really never felt happier.

A curtain of silver fell around his face as Eyes crawled back on top of him. The Blade Child leaned down to tenderly connect their mouths in a small kiss. “Thank you.” Ayumu rose an eyebrow at the statement.

“What are you talking about Eyes?…I should be the one thanking you.” Eyes shook his head, a serene smile never leaving his face.

“I know you tire of hearing it, but you know Kiyotaka’s words…Happiness can be found in those who believe?” Not at all knowing what his brother’s catch phrase had to do with anything, Ayumu stiffly nodded his head. “Well I think I finally understand the true meaning of those words.” Eyes connected their mouths again just as the sun began to rise in the window. This night had turned out to have different results than he had ever thought, but most of all, he now realized he had reached that pedestal he had so longed for. He smiled in contentment as he nuzzled closer to his lover. Who would have thought that in one night he could have reached such great heights?

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A.N- Okay well that’s it. So what did you think? Like it? Hate it? Well I just had to write this, cuz I just got done watching the anime and it was all in my mind. Plus there are like no Spiral fics out there, especially with this pairing and so yeah…I needed to get it out of my system. But the ending of Spiral…How could they just end it like that!? They didn’t explain anything….There like hey we’re not gonna tell you crap. They didn’t tell what happened to Kiyotaka…Hell they didn’t even explain who the hell the Blade Children were. It was a great show, don’t get me wrong, but the ending left me wanting….Alright I’m rambling now. Well I hoped everyone enjoyed this, and I would leave to receive tons of reviews. *waggles puppy dog eyes* ….wait a moment…is waggles even a word? Lol..well it is now. Okay well bye byez…please review.