Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 19

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 Nineteen

 The car pulled into the Wolf homes driveway. Toboe climbed out of the car, with Kiba a step or two behind him. The young boy opened the front door of the house, dropping his book bag in the kitchen as he passed it, then Toboe headed straight for the stairs.

"Toboe?" Kiba called from the kitchen. He was already removing the knobs on the stove shoving them into a plastic bag. "Remember the rules of the house," He began saying when his little brother appeared at the kitchen entry way.

"I know." The young boy reminded.

"And if the phone rings, let the machine get it and answer only if its Cher. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Make yourself something to eat if you get hungry, you know where everything is."

"I'm not a stranger Kiba, I'll be ok." He turned away from the doorway.

"Hang on." Kiba crossed the room and wrapped his arms around the boy, feeling his little brothers arms wrap around him as well. He laughed lightly before saying. "I love you."

"You too."

"Go to sleep as soon as you get tired and feel better, ok." The older boy walked to the door. "Cher will be over when she gets back from school to cook you dinner. Lock the-..."

"Door behind you. I know." Toboe smiled.

 Kiba walked out of the house, closing the door behind him. He stood where he was until he heard the door lock slide over then he walked to the car pulling out of the driveway.

 Toboe began to strip off his jacket and hat, his sneakers as well. Stepping into the kitchen he watched from the window until the car was gone then he turned to face the empty kitchen. "Empty or not this house is kinda creepy when I'm alone." He admitted to the silence.

 It was at that time that the refrigerator decided to click on, scaring the boy enough to jump. He laughed nervously once he'd figured out what it was. "Calm down Toboe, there's nothing in here." Walking into the living room he snagged the remote from the side table and turned on the television.

"I wonder what's on tv?" Looking at the clock on the wall, he notes 1:25. Taking a deep breath through his nose, the young boy tried to bring his duel with the sniffles to an end, but it didn't seem to work as another sneeze surfaced shortly after causing it to run again. Raats. He complained.

 Toboe ran his arm over his nose, thankful that it was dry, then he continued flicking channels. He stopped briefly on Cartoon Network but continued on seeing that it was at commercials. As he passed by the fashion channel, he paused seeing a patch of white hair returning behind the curtain. Was that Tsume just now?

 Leaving the channel on, he leaned back in the chair with his eyes tightly glued on the television. After the next wave of male models walked by, surely enough Tsume emerged from behind the curtains. Toboe's grin couldn't have been bigger seeing his famous friend on tv again- and doing his job at that!

 He was wearing a leather ensemble, a cut off shirt with removed shoulders but the arms of the shirt remained. Underneath the shirt is a see through grey tank top. The pants were black, and so tight it looked as if Tsume would have trouble moving his legs very far apart, but he walked in them as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

 He looks so good! Thought the boy with a shy blush creeping up into his cheeks. That dream was really starting to take control of his mind, and it was becoming harder and harder to concentrate without it interrupting his thoughts.

 Shaking his head, Toboe removed the blush from his face. No! He's my friend, I can't think of him like that... But if he weren't my friend and I saw him I never would have had that dream... and it was so nice... But am I really gonna start thinking of Tsume that way? I'm not sure he'd like it so much and I'd die if he laughed and said he didn't wanna be my friend anymore.

 The voice of the off camera commentator brought Toboe's attention back to the screen. Tsume turned at the end of the cat walk heading back towards the dressing area and Toboe swallowed hard as he watched the models butt perfectly accented in the leather pants. He may not know much about fashion or... checking people out, but he knew that he really liked those pants.

 The show went on and the young admirer saw some bizarre outfits during it, but Tsume managed to make them all look like something people would actually consider wearing out in public. Even the open shirt clothes! But what Tsume was wearing next dropped Toboe's jaw to the floor. His breath jumped sharply back into his mouth as he watched Tsume move like- like a poised, sexual predator of anybody who dared think that they wanted him.

 The shirt was a leather tank top, pressed tight onto the mans body showing off his abs and torso it was very typical fashion, but the pants! Truly the pants made the outfit what it was. The legs were a full solid black but the upper area where the groin was concerned is see through. The zipper of the pants was solid, the waist band and inner pocket area, as well as the back pockets where you could see a perfect shot of the models bare ass.

 But what stunned Toboe- what really stunned Toboe, is the fact that he saw his new friends... penis. It was set slightly to the side from where the crotch area of the tight pants were pressing against it. Tsume had not a care in the world. He's... so cool... He beamed. So much confidence and- and... He swallowed from the heat he felt in his mouth.

 Tsume had disappeared again, only this time the designer came out to take a bow as the models flooded the cat walk around him. Tsume wasn't smiling completely but he had a smirk on his face as his eyes seemed to skim the crowd for someone.

 The commentators voice came back on saying that Tsume's fashion shows would be played all week at the same time, not to miss them because they were building up to the last show he's ever done before he quit. Toboe hopped up from the couch and dashed off into the kitchen. He had to get his day planner and write that information down.

 Biting the cap from the pen, he flipped the book open to a blank page then wrote. "One o'clock. Channel 107... Fashion shows." By the time Toboe returned to the living room, they were already on the next show- some idiot show, Look for Less. The boys shoulders slumped a moment then he got a brilliant idea! Getting up from the couch, he rushed upstairs to his bedroom.

.................... 

 Closing the door he crossed the room to the bed then climbed on. I can't believe I'm gonna do this. I don't even know how to start. Toboe reached for his pillow, laying it out infront of him long ways. Okay, Junpei from school says he does this sort of thing all the time... But, I'm not sure what it is he's doing exactly.

Toboe closed his eyes remembering that day at school when Junpei was talking to his friends about his 'late nights' when his parents went out.

// "I have a nice rug, fluffy and white, and when I take my pants off and lay on it..." The boy made a shuddering sound from his mouth like he could feel the little tingles rushing through his spine.

All the other boys in the room laughed. The girls said gross and some of them blushed hearing such language.

"I rub over and over getting a nice friction until," He leaned forward towards his friends to whisper the last part. And Toboe never heard it, just the after shock of all his friends laughing. //

 "Shoot! Until what?" He wondered out loud. Looking over his pillow, he picked it up and knee walked to the head of his bed. Pressing the pillow up against the head board so that it stood on its own, Toboe then grabbed the zipper on his pants. The young boy sighed as he hesitated with his actions. Do I really wanna do this?

The sound of Tsume's moans drifted into his subconscious and with a nod, Toboe unzipped his pants then tugged them down. It made him feel like an idiot to be partly naked sitting on his bed, but at the same time he felt kind of.... manly.

 Scooting up to the pillow, Toboe placed his knees on either side of it, well he tried to it was kind of hard because his pants were getting in the way. "Looks like I have to take them all the way off...." He looked over his shoulder, making sure he was still alone before he stood up on the bed and removed his pants.

 "Well.... they're off." He declared. The young boy dropped back down to his knees and straddled the pillow. "...Now how do I get started?" The image of his brother and Hige ran through his mind. "Oh, right." Toboe hugged the pillow tightly to him then began to grind into it slowly.

 A blush stained his cheeks- he felt so stupid! It was nothing like the dream, it certainly didn't feel like what he and Tsume were doing. Shaking his head, Toboe stopped all movement and backed away from the pillow. "This is nuts." He sat back with his legs spread out infront of him, the pillow titled over dropping onto his lap causing him to hop back with a laugh. "Ahaha."

 Kiba was walking out of his bedroom, doing the buttons on his work shirt. He had just gotten back from lunch and had to change his clothes. Kiba figured Toboe had gone to sleep because the house was so quiet, but then hearing the kid laugh he thought he'd check in with him.

"Hey Toboe I came home to cha-...." The teen Wolf's eyes went huge in his head. "T- Toboe what are you doing?!"