Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 2

Title: Love Object

Author: Linkin Fantasy

Pairings: Tsume/Toboe, Hige/Kiba

Disclaimer: Wolf's Rain and the characters of Wolf's Rain belong to their respective owners.

Warning: This story is NC-17. It is not for under age readers.

Chapter Two

 Thursday, 7:35 a.m. The sun managed to shine brightly after the noisey storm of last nights rain storm.

 Kiba was the first downstairs for breakfast. He made himself some eggs and toast, poured a cup of orange juice then sat at the table. His eyes glanced down at his bookbag sitting beside his chair. I better remember to check Toboe's homework. He noted.

A yawn came into the kitchen before his little brother had. "Morning." Toboe's scratchy voice greeted.

"..-'bout time you got up." Kiba mentioned. "I thought I was gonna have to roll you out of bed again."

 Toboe walked over to the cabinets over the counter, pulling it opened he reached up inside grabbing his favorite bowl. It was white with a picture of a wolf painted around it. Like his last name, Wolf. They had a whole set but, they were kinda broken along the years so now only one remained. And Kiba wasn't gonna fight his brother over it.

 "Did you do your homework last night?" Kiba asked, trying to keep his voice from getting that, 'lecturing' tone to it.

Toboe was busy fixing himself a bowl of Captain Crunch as he answered. "Yup- even did the extra credit." He smiled proudly, but it went unseen. "It's in my bookbag."

Beep! Beep!

 The horn turned both the boys heads to the kitchen window beside the table. "Is that Hige?" Toboe asked. The young boy carefully walked his bowl over to the table, making sure to move his feet as little as possible- almost like he were tippy toe-ing through snow so he would leave a trench, because he had accidently over-filled the milk and one wrong step would have knocked cereal out of the bowl in a heart beat.

Kiba scissored the blinds apart with his fingers so he could look out the window. That was Hige's car alright. What is he doing here so early? Kiba wondered, though he half cared.

"Hiya runt!" The red head patted the boy on his shoulder. His greeting was followed directly by a meduim, Splat!

"Aaa, way ta go Hige, you made me spill some." Placing the bowl- less carefully- down onto the table, Toboe hurried across the kitchen for a napkin.

Hige laughed watching the boy and helped himself to a finger full of the dry cereal on floating atop the milk.

 Toboe ripped furiously at the napkins on the roller, muttering as he did so. "I wish you would give a guy some warning before you do that. I haven't eaten yet and it's almost time to go." He padded back over to the table and began to clean up the mess.

 "Hey sorry, jeez." He popped another piece of cereal into his mouth. "Kiba you guys almost ready to go. I left my car running and you know how my mom hates that."

 Kiba, who had unseenly grabbed Toboe's homework papers looked up fom them and gave his lover a faint smile of a greeting, replying. "Yeah." Looking down at his brother, he stood up from the table returning the boys homework to it's folder. "Put your bowl in the sink we'll get something on the way."

Toboe's eyes widened. "McDonalds?" He asked, with a plead in his voice.

"I was thinking something more along the lines of a muffin or donut." Kiba walked out of the kitchen to retrieve their jackets.

 Hige leaned down as though he were going to help Toboe but instead whispered in the boys ear. "Don't give into that runt, keep asking..." He glanced up to make sure Kiba wasn't returning. "I'll even help you."

"Ha!" Toboe stood, grabbing his bowl walking it over to the sink. He dumped its contents into the garbage disposal then rinsed his fingers. "Last time you helped me you chickened out and told Kiba it was all my idea."

Hige stuck a finger in his ear, twisting it around. It's his trade mark that means 'well, you've got me there.' "This is different, this is just food!"

"No." Toboe insisted.

"Aaa, you're no fun." He waved him off.

"If you two are done arguing, I'm ready to go." Kiba said, startling the two. He handed Toboe his jacket and gave him a little shove towards the door. "Move."

The three of them filed out of the house, Hige leading and Toboe behind him followed by Kiba who locked the front door behind them.

"Uh Kiba? Instead of a muffin, you think maybe we could get something from McDonalds?" Toboe asked meekly.

"Hige?" Kiba said in his warning tone.

"What? It was the kids idea!"

"You jerk!"

Kiba rolled his eyes to the sky and climbed into the passanger side of the car. They were like this every morning.

..................

 A red motorcycle sped down the street towards a large brick building. The man riding it was dressed in all black of jeans and a long sleeved shirt, with three undone buttons cutting it open in a V.

 The wind whipped the shirt around the mans body as he guided the craft down the street and towards the front parking lot of the building. A low sound was heard from beneath his black helmet and he slowed the vehical to a stop. 

Pulling off his hemlet, Tsume answered his cel phone after the fourth ring sounded, even though he knew who it would be- his agent- aaagain.

"What?"

"Calvin is offering a two million dollar contract with them," The man said in a hurried voice. "You'd be a damned fool not to take it."

 "I've been assumed worse." He replied calously. His attention was barely on what the man was saying. He was instead watching for a car a certain car infact- well, a certain two cars. Sometimes the Wolf's got a ride from that red haired idiot Toboe's brother hung out with. What was it, Hide or Hige? He didn't care.

"Tsume please... if you're not thinking about yourself than.... than think of meee, pleease this is all I have."

"Not my problem." He smiled at his own defying ways.

The man sounded hysterically mad now. "Hhhu, you're a bastard Tsume- a baastard! I've invested a lot of money in you and I'll be da-"

 He hung up his phone at the arrival of the blue Taurus. "Bingo." Shifting his stance around the motorcycle, Tsume peaked over a tourant of cars and students to watch his.... object of desire get out of the car.

 The back seat door swung open and Toboe stuck his leg out. Tsume couldn't hold back his smile seeing even that little piece of this boy. He had been fixated on him for a month now and it was driving him mad that he couldn't be any closer to him than the distance of parked cars and buses.

 Sure. Tsume knew being attracted to a kid was weird but he honestly couldn't help it. He himself ditested hearing about things like that- child molestation and rape, but he had no intention of those things. He wanted Toboe not as a prize but to love.

He really felt he could love this boy. He does love this boy.

"Bye Kiba, Hige!" He called over his shoulder with a wave.

Tsume blinked with a wider smile appearing on his face. He's stunning.

 Toboe was wearing his usual attire. Anything that could cover him up! A turtle neck and an opened over shirt with a pair of blue jeans. The only thing that mared a frown on Tsume's face was the fact that his desire had a stale Duncan Donuts muffin held in one hand.

Tch. If you were mine, thought Tsume. you would never be forced to eat that cheap crap!

 "Hey Cheza." The girl waved at her friend. "Want half of my muffin?"  Toboe asked. The girl nodded, holding out her hand for the half of banana muffin her friend had torn off for her. The two talked outside of the large entry doors for a moment then they vanished inside.

 Hige's car drove away on Kiba's instruction. He had to make sure his little brother made it to and in school, safely. He was the only family member he had left after that... that day. And his Father told him- it was the very last words he said, "Take care of Toboe."

 Then they were gone. Shaking off the thought, Kiba turned his attention back to the destination ahead. Hoping upon hope that Hige wouldn't start to question him about last night. Much like Toboe, Hige wondered why Kiba had such a fear of thunder storms but the often emotionless boy refused to tell even him. It would be a secret he'd keep to his grave.

"Hey! Ass hole!" Hige called out the window to a man speeding by on a red motorcycle. "Did you see the way that guy cut me off."

Kiba honestly hadn't. But he nodded all the same.

"What's with you?" The red head wondered. "You seem distracted."

"It's nothing." Was always his answer for everything, but I don't wanna talk about it.

Hige looked him over then shrugged. "Whaatever."

"Yeah.... whatever." Kiba repeated gazing out the window. It's a clear day, let's just stay positive.