Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 7

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 Seven

 Tsume woke up the next morning covered in a good mess of himself. Perfect. Tossing the blankets over his waist he then tugged himself free of his boxers, dropping them down onto the floor. Stretching his arms over his head, Tsume slid himself over to the side of the bed until his feet were planted on the floor and he was standing.

 Yanking his tank top off as well, the model wandered into his bathroom to start the shower water. Tsume yawned sticking his hand under the water to test how hot its gotten. Times like this I wish I did have a tub. He smiled, faintly in a daze remembering the contents of the wet dream.

 His young fantasy lover dangling a leg over the side of the bathtub, while Tsume raised the other leg over his shoulder before slipping inside the boy. They didn't need lubricant anymore they have done it so many times they're just a natural perfect fit.

 Aha, I can keep kidding myself. Tsume mused. That kid wouldn't look my way even once. He's too young and I'm... He scowled. not in topic of the subject. Good with the temperature of the water, Tsume stepped inside, raising his face to the welcoming water. -Still, there's no harm in fantasizing.

 After giving himself a good washing, Tsume stepped out of the shower turning back to twist the knobs to off. His hand reached blindly for a towel, missing the wrack twice before he grabbed one. His face was first then his hair, the back of his neck then down his body.

Brring! Brrrriiing!

That couldn't be anybody but my agent. Although he had to laugh- just a little, at the thought that it might be Toboe calling him. His brother couldn't pick him up he'd say, could you come get me?

"Tsume guess what- you're gonna kiss me when you here this,"

"Doubt it." The model remarked, walking into the livingroom of the spacey apartment he picked up the phone, holding it half-heartedly to his ear. "What?"

The man was silent a moment, and Tsume could hear the know-it-all smirk in the mans voice. "I knew you were home."

"Whatever- What did you call me for?"

"I just got you in the running for a movie contract huh? Huh? What do ya think?"

Think? Who cares what I think. I'm just a pretty face to you morons. Tsume mused. Although, the idea does interest me a little. Sighing in exasperation he replied. "Yeah, I'll think about it."

"Good! Great! Iii'll be in touch then." The man said with a burst of enthusiasm seeping out of him.

 "You do that." Hanging up the phone, Tsume walked over to his closet picking out his usual attire- a little leather combined with a little fabrick. Dress to kill and you'll get whatever you want. Today had to be the day. He couldn't take the mystery anymore, he wanted Toboe to know him- he wanted the boy to be in his house. Alone with him.

"But first," Tsume smirked. I've gotta make a stop at a high school.

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

In Hige's car. They had just finished dropping Toboe off and were now on their way to the high school. "Are you alright?" Hige asked. "You always seem distracted, now adays."

Kiba shook his head. He really was alright, he just didn't feel like talking this morning.

"Well, here's some good news." Hige took control of the situation. "My parents said they have to go away on business."

"So."

"So? Kiba this is what we've been waiting for a moment alone- it's been like...." He held a finger or two up. 'Two weeks since the last time you and me did anything really good."

"Huh, has it really been that long?" He joked. "Besides, we've been over this before. I'm worried about Toboe staying alone."

"So send him to Cher's house with Cheza." That actually sounded like a good idea. "I'm sure him and Cheza would love a sleep over."

Kiba thought it over then smiled. "You know what, that's really not a bad idea. When are they leaving?"

"Wednesday coming up." Hige was full on happy now. "I'll even tell them to go shopping before they leave so we can have something to eat."

"You're always thinking about food," He hit the other boys arm. "I'd be jealous if it weren't for the fact that it looks less than attractive when you see it again."

Hige laughed saying, "You're sick Kiba, that's why you should just keep quiet for a change." He teased.

Seeing the school a few yards ahead Hige sighed. "Hey Hige I was-..."

"Hang on, I'm switching into school mode." He put on a drab face that basically said, shoot me.

 Kiba could only smile at his idiot boyfriend, Hige knows he likes school just as much as he does. But he had to admit, if he had the option of going or staying at home with Hige, he would without hesitation choose option two. But he wouldn't tell Hige that or they'd never go.

"Hey Kid," Tsume was saying. "I was wondering if you knew a boy named-..."

"Hey you're that model aren't you?!" The boy seemed overjoyed at the thought.

Tsume growled muttering, "Yeah, but listen-..."

"Can I have your autograph?"

"Whatever kid- will you just shut up and listen!"

The boy seemed taken aback by Tsume shouting at him, but he nodded that he was listening. "Look, I need to know if you know a boy named Kiba?"

The boy thought a moment. "Kiba Wolf? Yeah, he's in my calligraphy class." He blinked wondering. "Why? Is he your friend or something?"

Hardly. Tsume took the boys notebook from his hand- a fake smile plastered to his face and he began to sign his signature. "What I want is for you to sort of.... you know, start a fight with him."

".... Ooookaaay, but- what for?"

"I have my reasons, just see to it that he gets into detention. Alright." He handed the book back to the boy.

The teen smiled down at the signature that read To my number one fan, my best Tsume Keina. "No problem- Hey my girlfriend thinks your cute."

Tsume rolled his eyes, turning on his heals he just walked away. Wait! He turned to say something but the boy already replied.

"I never saw you!" Though he shouted it loud enough for anyone to know that he had!

 Alright, now when Toboe comes out of the building he won't see his brother there to pick him up. He climbed onto his motorcycle. I'll of course have already showed up to tell the principle that Kiba sent me to get him. Toboe will recognize me and come with me and after that the fun starts.

 Dropping his foot down on the pedal, he revved the motorcycles engine and started away from the school. He had to go wait at the elementary school until it let out. He couldn't spare a second in his plan or someone may already get to the boy before he does.

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

Shit, where did I put my brushes? Kiba dug through his school bag, cursing quietly at the missing brushes- wherever they were. He was sure he brought them today.

 The teen from outside swallowed hard as he watched Kiba searching through his things. He was beginning to wimp out. No. He shook his head. I promised Mr. Keina I'd do this for him. Gathering his courage, he reached an arm out knocking over the ink on Kiba's table.

The black liquid ran across the table, planning to drip onto Kiba's lap but the solemn boy got up to his feet before it could do any damage. "Yuji?"

"Aaaww," Yuji nervously swallowed again. "Looks like you made a little messy there Kiba."

The Wolf boys eye twitched in annoyance, he hadn't seen what happened but from the sound in the boys voice it wasn't an accident. "You got a problem, Yuji?"

Yuji shrugged his hands. "My only problem is that I'm sitting next to you."

What the hell is this kids problem, Kiba wondered. he usually just keeps to himself. "Look, I don't know what your problem is today and I don't care, just keep it to yourself you got it?!"

"Ooh BIG MAN, you gonna make me shut up."

"What?" Kiba was getting confused now. He's obviously up to something. But why?

 The teacher had been speaking with another student and there for hadn't heard any of the two boys exchange in words. It wasn't until Yuji had said something about Hige that Kiba couldn't take it anymore.

He lunged at the jabber mouthed kid, picking him up by his shirt with every means in the world to knock his lights out but the teacher had showed up just in time to stop him. "Somebody had better start talking, and I mean right now!"

"It's Kiba- He just..." The boy searched for a word. "pounced on me- like out of nowhere!"

"What?" Turning to the teacher Kiba tried to explain the situation. "Mr. Cho you don't understand, Yuji started-...."

"I don't care who started what, I'm gonna end it." The man snapped. "Detention for the both of you."

"But I have to pick up my little brother from school..."

"Well he'd better learn the fine art of taking the bus, shouldn't he?"

 The teacher walked to the front of the room, bitter now, he was ready to start a hells worth of lessons for them. Kiba sat down indian style infront of his small work table, just remembering that the ink had been spilled out of the jar, he raised his hand.

"What is it Mr. Wolf?" Mr. Cho asked with aggitation behind his voice.

"Can I get paper towels to clean up the ink?"

The teacher had thought it over, then snapped his fingers. "Make it quick."

"Yes sir." After shooting Yuji a dirty glare, Kiba left the classroom. Of all the days. With a sigh of annoyance, he went into the mens room to get the paper towels.

Yuji felt bad for what he had done, but than again this was Tsume Keina, world famous model! And he was so nice to give him an autograph. He just hoped Kiba wasn't too mad at him.