Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 21

Title: Love Object

Author: Linkin Fantasy

Pairings: Tsume/Toboe, Hige/Kiba

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

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

Chapter Twenty One

 Tsume awoke the next morning with another usual mess in his bed. He ran a hand through his hair with a sigh. I've gotta control these outburst more carefully. He yawned silently. I'm becoming pathetic. Slipping out of the bed, he strolled to the bathroom, lifting his shirt up slightly to scratch his stomach as he went.

 He missed the sound of his living room door opening as he shut the door of the bathroom after him. "Hey Tsume!" Spike called poking his head into the room. Looking back and forth not finding the man, he decided to let himself in. It was his usual pattern of living really. He would just let himself in anywhere, welcomed or not.

 "Oh, here we go." Turning into the kitchen, he opens the fridge and pulls out a carton of Orange Juice then grabs a glass from the cabinet beside him. With a smirk of mischief, Spike poured some of the orange liquid into the glass before bringing the carton up to his lips taking a long swig from it. "Aaaaa," He expelled a refreshed sigh.

 Tsume walked out of his bedroom, leaning his forearm against the door frame watching the man help himself to a drink. "And when you're done you can reach into your pocket and give me 2.95 for the carton." He waltzed into the kitchen then. snatching the carton back from the man who had nearly choked on his last gulp of juice when he heard the models voice.

"Hey Tsume, glad you're up!" Spike piped cheerfully.

"Do you want something?"

His now sober friend cocked an eyebrow with a sly smile. "Well, since I am gonna pay you back for it," He reached out for the carton. Tsume held onto it, pulling it away from the mans reach to mess with him, before giving in and handing it to him.

"Thanks man." Spike patted him on his back. "By the way," He dug into his pocket for what Tsume thought was the money, but instead he pulled out the tube of lube he lent the couple last night. "brought it back for ya."

Tsume's face registered clear disgust and he scowled seeing the thing, and he held his arms out keeping the boxing coach away. "Keep it."

"You sure, its new." Spike went on messing with the man.

"Yes, I'm sure." Tsume moved out of the kitchen and went into his bedroom to get something to wear for the day.

 Spike watched with his eyes then sauntered into the living room. Plopping down onto the couch he let out a sigh looking around for the remote to the tv. There it is. He got up from his sitting place travelling the distance from the couch to the computer table. Snagging the remote he lingered beside the table a while.

 At first he was just peering out the window down below at the city, and as his attention grew bored of that he flippped up the computer screen. "Helloooo???" He started to click the corner of the screen to the minimize. Whatever was on the screen was nothing but a large blur at the time.

Tsume emerged from his bed room, tugging a shirt over his head. "Any way if your through here-," He started saying until he saw the man at his computer. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THERE!" He barked.

Spike hardly seemed phased by that and made a low whistle when the picture came into focus. "Ha. This is some pretty R rated stuff. Who's the kid?" He asked half heartedly.

Tsume growled and crossed the room to where his soon to be EX friend stood. "Nobody." He slammed the screen down. "Now if you're done for the day get out, I've got a lot of shit to do today."

Spike smirked teasingly. "Shit or kids."

Tsume narrowed his eyes at the man, he was becoming fed up with the whole damned thing. Spike was a tease sure, but sometimes enough was enough. "The kid is just a friend of mine that's all! I don't have to explain myself to you."

"Alright alright." He held his hands up in defense. "I know when I'm not welcomed."

"That's a load of crap, because you still visit your parents." Tsume remarked, shoving him towards the door.

"Hahaha, good one Tsume. You oughta go on the road."

"Yeah and I'll start by running you over. Now get out." He growled, pushing Spike out the door.

 Now out the door, Spike turned around raising a hand to say something but ended up getting the door slammed in his face. Tsume turned the lock just incase the man tried to get back in again. Not that he just as easily couldn't pick the lock, but he doubted Spike- or anybody- were that brave.

 Tsume clicked the picture off the screen, silently cursing himself for not doing it the night before. Fucking snoop. There's one born everyday. He mused. Looking around the pent house, he glanced out the window then frowned. It had snowed again over night. Which meant that if he were going anywhere he'd have to bundle up.

 Hn? I wonder what Toboe is doing today? He smiled thinking of anything the kid would do on a snowy day. I think I'll take a drive today. He decided. Grabbing his keys and his coat, the model walked out of his apartment, glad to see that Spike had retreated into Jet's place again so that he could leave in peace.

Across town at the Wolf residence. Toboe just finished a bowl of Honey Combs when he heard the doorbell. Peeking out the window he saw Cher standing at the door. He smiled reaching between the blinds as he tapped his finger on the glass. Cher leaned back a step and waved seeing the boy then she pointed at the door.

Toboe lifted the window with a slight struggle from the cold and said, "It's open." before closing it back down.

Cher grabbed the knob and pushed it open. "It's freezing out there today." She was saying while walking into the kitchen. Looking around with her eyes, she then looked at Toboe. "Where's your brother?"

"Still sleeping." He blushed. Toboe was still really uncomfortable and embarrassed in front of his brother after what he had caught him doing yesterday.

"I'll bet. He got in pretty late last night, I almost didn't get up this morning either." She turned her head feeling the person in question brush past her shoulder. Kiba smiled a good morning to her while walking by into the kitchen.

 Toboe watched his brother carefully, wondering if he had told Cher what he was doing when she left their house last night. But he seemed to make no idications of anything. Right now he seemed more driven towards getting something to eat than making fun of his kid brother because he was trying to... figure himself out.

"Well, I just came by to tell you that Cheza can't come ice skating with you guys today." The woman remembered.

Toboe's eyes widened in surprise. "Aaaw, why not?"

"She has a doctors appointment that I had forgotten about- if someone would have reminded me...." She trailed off.

 Toboe was glad for that, as he slid from his seat taking his bowl to the sink. He hated it when Cher started talking about grown up stuff like Hubb being a jackass as she so often called him or Hubb being so damned irresponsible she hated him. It was a nightmare and it wasn't even his family.

Kiba yawned over his bowl of cereal as he poured the milk. "That's okay," He replied. "she can just come with us next weekend."

"That's good to know." The teacher turned her attention back to Toboe. "I'll see you later tonight then."

"Yeah."

"About that-..." Kiba's voice stopped the womans retreat. "I thought maybe tonight Hige could babysit- if that's okay with you?"

"No it's fine." She waved it off. "It'll give me more time to plan for my lessons with out peeping Toms getting a heads up." A playful fist was held up at Toboe, who merely laughed it off. "If that's it I'll see you both tomorrow."

"Bye Mrs. Cher."

"Bye sweetie." She closed the door behind her.

There was silence in the kitchen, and Toboe didn't like it. It usually meant another big brother lecture over something he did wrong- which he knew could only be the thing. "Well, I'm gonna go get dressed to go-..."

"Toboe wait."

He froze in his pace to the hallway and turned to face his brother. "Yeah?"

"About the other day,"

"No, I just wanna forget about it okay?"

"Okay, all I wanted to say is that I'm sorry I walked in on you." This shocked his little brother. "I should have knocked first. I don't care what you were doing, I shouldn't have invaded your privacy."

Toboe thought his brother had been switched over night with some android and he was unaware of its actions or reasons for being in his house. "Uuuhhh, thanks. I think."

Kiba shrugged. He wasn't entirely behind what he was saying, but he felt really guilty for sending in Hige to spy on his little brothers private thoughts. But all he was doing really was watching out for the kid. Is it his fault? Could you blame him?

 Toboe took one last glance at his brother before dashing out of the kitchen to his room. That was weird. But at least now I know he's gonna knock first before coming into my room which means.... He went over to his dresser drawer and pulled out the autographed picture Tsume had given to him. He smiled at the photograph. Tsume never looked so handsome and he thought that even HE looked good in it.

 I can just flip it up to the white side whenever Kiba comes in, I bet he won't even see it. The boy pondered. Taking out a roll of Scotch tape from his pencil drawer, he ripped a slice free placing it on the top of the picture. Then ripping another piece off he slipped it onto the backside, sticky part out so that when he flipped the picture it would stay up on the wall.

 With a smile he stared at it, pasted to his wall with pride. Tsume wrote friend on it. I'm glad to be his friend. It'll be nice to have more people to talk to. Unbuttoning his shirt, he turned away from the picture with a blush on his cheeks. He may feel a little something for Tsume, but he would never undress in front of him- even if it were just a picture.

 Downstairs. Hige walked into the Wolf house, stamping his boots onto the rug outside before slipping out of them to come inside. "Hey." He greeted seeing his lover sitting at the kitchen table. Walking over to him, he planted a kiss on Kiba's cheek because he could see the Wolf teens mouth still chewing his cereal.

"Want some?" He offered.

"Sure!" He took the bowl from the boy then his spoon and dug in. "So where's Toboe?"

"Upstairs, hopefully just getting dressed."

Hige smiled a laugh. "I told him I'd give him more personal space and not always..." He searched for a word.

"Weasel into his business? Snoop into his privacy-..." He licked his tongue to the side of his mouth. "Oh! Maybe be a world class prier!"

Kiba narrowed his eyes at the other boy, saying playfully, "Shut up Hige."

Hige shrugged. "Well, whatever." He took another bite before handing the bowl back to Kiba. "Listen I thought maybe you and me could go to the arcade down the street while the runt ice skates."

Kiba finished the last of the cereal then he got up to put his bowl away. "When does it open?" He scratched an ich on his cheek.

"I don't know, tenish." Shrugged the Moon boy.

"Okay. I have to get dressed though,"

"There's an idea!" He hopped up from the table. 

Kiba laughed holding him back. "Not with my brother in the house." He shook his head in disapproval.

"Ha! The kid needs lessons anyway." He gave his lover a quick kiss on the lips leaning in for another one but Kiba dodged out of the way.

"Hahaha- cut it out." He held onto Hige's cheeks giving him a kiss in return. "There. Now stay." He ordered the boy as though he were a dog.

"Arf!" Barked Hige with a teasing smile. He followed Kiba through the living room, sitting on the couch while the resident of the place went upstairs.

Just as Kiba made it to the top of the stairs his brother was coming out of his room. He was running a comb blindly through his hair, while licking the palm of his free hand smoothing it over his fly aways.

You go through all that trouble to wash it and the kid spits in it. Kiba shook his head vanishing before his brother even knew that he was there.

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

"Hey there's some of the kids from my class!" Toboe announced when seeing three boys that he knew. "Can I go hang out with them?" He asked his brother.

"Sure go ahead." Kiba replied. Taking one look at the frozen pond he was ready to get as far away from there as he could. "Hige and me are gonna be at the arcade down the street- okay!" He shouted after his brothers back.

"Okay!" He yelled back.

"And don't go anywhere! I'm gonna keep checking up on you!"

"I know! I won't!" Toboe replied. He rolled his eyes, praying that no one heard them. His brother could be so embarrassing sometimes.

 Kiba watched Toboe sit down on a snow covered bench, as he changed his sneakers to the skates. Scanning the place for anyone that looked even remotely like a preditor, he was satisfied with the visual appeal of people- mostly adults with their kids- so with his fears laid aside, he started to walk with Hige towards the arcade.

 Toboe stepped onto the ice watching out for an on coming ice skater, almost losing his balance in the process. "Whoa," He whirled his arms in a circle, slumping over before he stood back upright. "Phew. Ahehehe. Easy." Pressing his blade into the ice he glided away on one foot with a pleased smile. He had always liked ice skating.

Tsume sat in his car with the heat on practically full blast. Shit it's fucking cold out here. He heard the children laughing below and frowned. I'll wait one more hour and if he doesn't show up, I'll go home.

 The black car was parked outside of the park and Tsume had been sitting there since early that morning watching the people coming in and out. He heard Toboe mention something about skating last week and thought that- with there being no school- he would surely come there. But so far he hadn't seen him yet.

 Gathering some body heat within his next shudder, Tsume pushed open the car door startling a few people who were making their ways up the path. He eyed them carefully receiving the usual murmer of questions about if he's the real Tsume. Shaking his head, he pulled out a cigarette, his lighter and flicked a spark of fire upon the thing. Tapping it to his cigarette, he drew in a puff of smoke until the paper burned enough to stay lit.

Slamming the door to his car shut, he pressed the lock on the alarm then started up the path.