Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 15

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 Fifteen

 Toboe woke up the next morning to the smell of pancakes. He smiled as he took the scent up his nose, thinking about the syrupy buttery taste and the fluffy, sponge like texture.

"Toboe!" His brother called from what sounded like the foot of the stairs.

 The young boy grinned suddenly, unsure as to why though and he chuckled pressing his forehead into the pillow. "Hhhhmmm- What a night!" He sprang up from his covers with his arms spread. The heavy blanket toppeled lifelessy to the floor as the boy continued his stretch. "Gee," He straightened hisself up. "I haven't slept that good in months."

"Toboe!" Kiba called again.

 "I'm coming, I'm coming!" He replied. Slipping out of bed, he recovered his blanket fluffing any dust or dirt that might have clung to it out, before he spread it back over his bed. As the blanket lowered from the sky over the bed, Toboe heard a low moan echo from his ears. I wonder what that was about? A quick flash rushed through the boys mind and in this flash he saw a vivid image of Tsume, laying on his bed wth his arms spread apart waiting for him to join him.

With a dim blush stained on his cheeks, Toboe walked out of his bedroom to the bathroom. Once he made it downstairs, his brother greeted him with a smile and a plate filled with pancakes.

"Are those for me?!" He practically begged.

"Of course they are." Kiba set the syrup down beside the plate. "Eat up, I let you sleep because the school called and they aren't open until nine today." Kiba returned to the stove turning it off, then sat down infront of his own breakfast and started eating.

"Nine? How come?"

"Because it's snowing runt!" Hige burst into the Wolf home- as usual- and pitched a snowball at the younger boy. Who caught it right in the ear.

Toboe's face couldn't have lit up any brighter as he hopped up from the table. "Really! Kiba can I go outside?" He looked at his brother with big glassy eyes and a puppy face gracing his lips.

Kiba smiled faintly as he nodded. "Just make sure you cover up."

"I will!" Toboe hurried into the hall for the closet, quickly pulling it open, he reached for his jacket and hat slipping the hat into the pocket so he could put on his puffy coat. "Thanks Kiba!" He called into the kitchen as he rushed out the door after Hige.

"Hn. So much for breakfast."

The front door opened again and Toboe returned to the kitchen grabbing two pancakes from the stack, then he dashed back outside. Kiba shook his head in dismay, glad that the boy had forgotten about yesterday and hopefully this Tsume guy altogether.

"Did you get 'em?" Hige asked when he saw the boy appear at the door.

"Duh," Toboe replied, handing one of the swiped goods to his friend.

"Thanks runt." Hige patted the boys head, thoroughly rubbing in a snowball that was concealed within his hand.

"Haha, you're lucky I'm too hungry to care about that." He said humorously. Nothing is better than a snow day. Even if he still had to go to school. "...Mmmm, these are really good."

"Yeah!"

"You see," Said an approaching voice. "I told you he'd be out here."

"Hi Mrs. Cher." Toboe greeted through a mouthful.

The teacher smiled at the boy, reaching up to brush the snow out of his hair. "You should put your hat on Toboe, you wouldn't wanna catch a cold."

"Says a teacher." The boy smiled. He'd forgotten he stuck his hat in his coat pocket. "Hey Cheza, you want some breakfast. My brother just made it."

Cheza held her hand out for the offered piece, but her face looked so sad. Toboe frowned a moment wondering what was wrong with her. He was all set to ask when Cherinterrupted him.

"Toboe, is your brother inside?"

"I don't know where else he'd be."

Cher rubbed Cheza's arms up and down before she walked towards the house, patting Toboe on the head as she went. "I'm glad you're okay sweetie." She muttered truthfully.

Toboe gave her the same look he gave Cheza, those two sure were acting strange today. Maybe they didn't like the weather? Shrugging Toboe woffed down the rest of his breakfast before he picked up a handful of snow and began packing it.

Cher walked into the house, turning into the kitchen at the sound of the water running from the sink. "I see Toboe is alright." She inquired.

"Yeah, he's- all things concidered." The Wolf boy replied. He shook his wet hands into the sink then reached for a napkin or two from the napkin holder. "Have a seat?" He gestured to the table.

Cher pulled one out and sat down, her face looking as though she were positively anxious to say something. Kiba joined her at the table but absently reached for Toboe's bookbag to make sure he had everything. Cher remained silent.

Alright. "You wanted to speak to me?" Kiba asked.

"I just wanted to say how-..." She needed a strong enough word. "extremely sorry I am for letting Toboe get snatched yesterday. I assure you it won't happen again. I'm going to keep him in my classroom up until I leave myself and see you out there."

Kiba smiled at her sincerity. "It really isn't necessary."

"But I can't help but think that it is!" Cher shook her head as though she were confused. "Toboe is just a little boy, Kiba. Who knows what may have happened to him within that time he was with this man."

 "I already took care of it. And trust me, Toboe understands and he swore to me he'd never see him again." Kiba shrugged. "I have to give him enough trust to that so he knows I'm not babying him. I promised to myself that if he came back, I would stop." With a tight nod, he ended. "And I will."

 Cher was amazed- or bewildered. Where Kiba got his strength from she didn't know. But she could have used some herself. "Kibaaa," She paused looking out the window at the three of them. "I can't help but feel protective over Toboe myself, after all I took you both in after I found out about your parents."

 Kiba bit his tongue. Cher didn't have to go there with him, did she think he didn't know all that already!? This conversation is over. He declared. "Cher listen, I'm doing a pretty good job of raising Toboe and so far we haven't really needed you that much anymore so-... I would really appreciate it if you would just... let me handle this for a while." He kept his voice calm and mild, ending the sentence by standing to leave the room.

Cher let out a breath that she held in. Kiba, you are always acting so grown up. I just wish you would be a kid again- for once, and let me take care of you.

"It's eight fourty five. Let's go." Kiba said as he was leaving the house.

Saddened moans and groans from his lover and brother filled a tiny bit of airspace as Kiba led the way to the car. He handed Toboe his bookbag and hurried him into the backseat of the car. "Can Cheza come with us?" Asked Toboe looking out the window at his friend.

"It's up to Cher." Kiba watched the woman walking towards them.

"What?" She asked.

"Can Cheza ride with us today Mrs. Cher, pleease?"

"Sure, go ahead honey. I've gotta go home and get my things together anyway." She kissed the albino girl atop her head and waved goodbye.

Cheza waved goodbye as well, then climbed into the car.

"See ya Cher!" Hige called with a hand up over the car. Cher raised a hand in response, then she turned away to her house.

"She's gloomy, huh?" The cheerful boy muttered. Kiba shrugged, he didn't care either way.

The car rolled slowly out of the driveway and onto the road, trugging slowly down the street.

Toboe tapped Cheza on the shoulder, leaning in close to speak so he wouldn't be heard. "Cheza, what's the matter? Why do you look so sad?" He asked.

"This ones...." She swallowed hard on her hesitation. Then tried again. "This ones parents are seperating...." Her eyes were so sad, but no tears fell from them. Toboe frowned, wrapping his arms around the girls shoulders.

"I'm sorry Cheza," He whispered in a hushed tone. I wonder why they're seperating all of a sudden? The boy questioned himself. Was it- because of me.......?