Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Italian Sushi ❯ Outting ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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And like a breath of fresh air or a ray of light Faye walks 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 house, or maybe that there is 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 and with a sly look she comments. "I take it none of you huh?" Laughing at her joke she walks around the table planting a kiss atop the models albino hair colored head. "Hi Tsu' glad you're here."

"You, and you alone." Snorts the male exiting the table.

Toboe wonders if Tsume had included him in that statement because he couldn't be more wrong, he's beyond happy that Tsume is 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 is because I was saying "goodbye".' Scratching his nose he sighs and looks out the large window infront of him, it hit him so quickly its a wonder no one commented on his sudden jump- almost like he'd been smacked on the back. 'The stone statue!' He looks 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 takes Tsume's seat looking around the table with a dull expression, the singer leans her cheek onto her balled hand and in a dull voice she asks, 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 steps out of the kitchen into the living and flops grumpily onto the couch. "Do whatever you want, I don't care."

Rolling her eyes to the ceiling. "Oh God, 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 chugs his drink with a head tilted back practically slamming the glass to the table once done. With a refreshed 'aaahh' he gets 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 looks 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.

Walking into the living room Hige puts 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 male whispers with a cupped mouth. "Don't sweat it, I'll keep him distracted." He smiles at the rightfully bitter male. "....Think of it as a 'thank you' for the awesome trip."

Watching the male's face for any sign of deceit, he smirks. "Hn. I may have you pegged all wrong porky."

Hige looked as though a wet pillow just knocked him on his ass as he snaps out "Porky?!" in disbelief.

"Alright, I'll go with you. But you'd better keep your word about Toboe's guard dog." He leaves 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!" Cheers Toboe until his vision passes 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 looks gone a moment but he shortly pats 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 is out of earshot Hige snlips his hand behind his head giving it a scratch and he snickers. "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 rubs his arm. "Owe you for what?"

"I'm ready to go." Says Tsume joining the two in the room, having changed at a models speed while still getting a wash in.

Toboe smiled warmly feeling a tickle in his gut and groin at the scent of the models cologne. 'Is Hige the reason Tsume is coming with us?' Toboe suddenly questions looking at the broccoli haired male. 'I just thought he was asking about what was on tv.'

It seemed as though a thought just came to said male when he snapped his fingers and took off for the bedroom.

Blush set upon the boys cheeks, as if when alone with Tsume the glow lived there and he scoots closer to the man then says in a low tone. "You look really good, Tsume."

The man gave a polite scoff before putting his arm around Toboe and he leaned down a bit giving the younger male a chaste kiss on the lips. "You always look good."

"Oh BLEH!" Says Faye at their side.

Leaving the boy walking to the front door Tsume grabs the keys. Toboe whips his head in the womans direction; he'd forgotten that she was even here. It was almost kind of creepy having someone have seen 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 pyblic 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 groans 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 laughs joining Tsume at the door.

"Very funny. I get front seat!" Declared the boy dashing out the front door he calls 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.' Thinks the elder Wolf teen. Climbing into the passangers seat behind Tsume to ensure a clear view of his little brother, he buckles his seatbelt.

"You've gotta be kidding me! Are you seeing this Kiba? The backs of the front seats have t.v.'s in them." Hige touches the screen. "Shit and its a touch screen." He confirmed when a green panel came across the dark screen waiting for command. The males eyes go even wider. "And look! Hey Tsume," He holds up the earphones. "Do these go to the t.v.'s?"

While adjusting the mirrors the model's gold colored gaze glances at what the teen he calls 'Porky' is 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 says sliding her sunglasses over her eyes. Leaning into the window on Tsume's side. "We're going to Lori'etta's, right?"

"I'm following you." Tsume calls to her retreating back.

Faye rolls her car down the driveway and a ways down the street, Tsume following behind.

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 city now with a little more hussle from the cars and the people.

The city is so beautiful, Kiba can'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 males 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 boys well being- not that he thinks Kiba should have much say, Toboe's gonna be sixteen how long is he gonna suck the dirt from his little brother's pacifier when its 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 boy has gone quiet, though, he did notice Toboe giving him quick glances at him anytime his hand went out for the turn signal. 'I wish I drove a stick.' Thinks 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 and on foot walk up to a very ritzy store. Faye stands before it tapping her foot as though she'd been waiting forever. Glasses slide up on top of her head and 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 man if not for the check he was about to signed 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 is the famous singer- once model, Faye Valentine. Now there is 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 graped hands.

Snickering, Faye withdraws 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 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 man takes her hand. "Right this way, please."

Toboe exits 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 he's 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 the boy 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. Toboe'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 enters a dressing room as well.

After a bit Toboe steps 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 nails or admiring a flawless mannicure. "How do I look?" He asks 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 teases the boys use of words.

"Mahaha, you know I was just messing around with that whole act." Replies 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 turns his gaze to his brother, not at all surprised to see that the male is glaring at the model intensely. His brother's, blue-eyed, gaze then falls upon him.

"It looks good, Toboe. How much is it?"

"Umm..." He checks his person for the tag. Feeling something resembling a heavy loose thread dangling about his armpit when he lifts his arms up "Oh, here it is," but he reaches too late and Tsume's hand is inside his jacket pulling out the tag.

Reading off the price as though it were a bargain of two bucks, Tsume says. "1800."

"What, dollars?!" Shrieks Toboe. 'That'll wipe me out for eighteen years."

Chuckling Tsume touches the boys 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 thinks to himself. 'I really hate the way this guy talks.'

Hige appears 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 lovers 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 leads him away. "Kiba, there's something I wanna show you over here." He guides his lover away from the static filled area.

Halfway across the room now, Kiba digs his heals in to stop their tracks. "You can stop I know what you're doing?" He sulks.

Giving his hard-headed lover a shove he replies gruffly. "Then if you know what I'm doing why don't you stop."

"Excuse me?"

"I mean, your secret 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 stabs 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 comes 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 places his hands on Kiba's shoulders. "Okay? Be good, for me."

With crossed arms and a hardened face, Kiba sighs with a defeated nod.

"Sweet." Pulling his lover in for a double armed, though, one-sided hug he laughs. "Now come check out this suit." The Moon child resumes steering Kiba to the back of the store.

Toboe, who has been frowning and generally dipping into a foul mood over the whole seen, says softly to the model. "I ...I'm sorry about Kiba, Tsume, that he's making things so hard for you."

"Its alright." Replies the man quickly, 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 its a little harder and takes more time." He brings 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 olds 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 asks. "Better take that off so we can pay for it and go."

"Alright." He walks into the dressing room. "Hey Tsume," He calls 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 says. "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 steps 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 grins and says. "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 asks from the room next to Hige's.

"Eh, I'm not big on drastic change. Fourteen will just have to do."

'Nice fit.' Kiba looks the suit over. 'Not sure about the brown color, though, I should stick with the black.' Taking the suit off he stuffs the hanger back into it then carries it to the rack. "Hige come on." He called to the male.

"Don't rush the beautiful and admired."

After a moment or so the Moon teen joins 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 its 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 mans words since they were said in Italian but with a polite smile he says 'goodbye' to him anyway as the five depart.