Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 30 ( Chapter 30 )

Chapter Thirty

Toboe was silent during the ride home. Kiba continually glanced into the back seat checking on the boys behavior waiting to see if it would change. I wonder why he's so down? It couldn't be because of that dream? He questioned. I did kind of tell him not to talk about it anymore... But that didn't seem like such a big deal to him before.

"Toboe?" Kiba asked. "Are you feeling okay?" He remembered that he had felt sick before- even though he partly thought that the boy was faking it, there was still a chance that he actually had been feeling sick.

Toboe looked up from the gaze he had on his lap and shook his head.

"Hey runt," Hige interrupted. "what's with the mime silence?"

"Huh?" He looked up.

Kiba could have kissed him for that. Maybe Hige had brotherly qualities that not even he possessed.

"I don't know, you've been quiet since we left the school- somebody bother you or something?" Asked the red head.

"Oh... uh no. I'm just-... I don't know bored I guess." He shrugged.

"Bored!?" Hige looked as though it were the most impossible thing in the world to be bored- especially when around him. "What the hell have you got to be bored for? You're a kid."

Kiba punched his boyfriend on the shoulder then shrugged with his hands, shaking his head.

"What?"

"I know what'll make you happy," Kiba looked to the back seat. "We can start putting up the Christmas decorations, you always love doing that."

"Ha, yeah." He faked a smile. He was feeling a little down because of Tsume- and that was something he couldn't tell his brother. He would blow up!

"Good." Kiba turned back around in his seat. "Cher's gonna have to baby-sit you by the way."

"Cher? What for?" He asked. Kiba was always at home Monday's.

"My manager called and since I had started that fight the other night, I have to go back in today." He looked positively miserable.

"You started a fight?!" The young boy sat up with an almost adoration. "Why?"

"I don't know," He couldn't tell Toboe who the fight was with, if there was a chance that he actually has forgotten about this guy, it's better to not bring it up. "Some guy was there trying to get under my skin."

"Wow... I didn't think anyone could get under your skin- well, except for Hige." He laughed.

"Yeah, thanks." The red head retorted, looking into the rear view mirror.

Kiba merely shrugged, dismissing the whole topic. As the car approached the house, Kiba undid his seatbelt popping the door open, with out opening it completely. Toboe gathered his books, popping his seatbelt as well.

"If I didn't know any better I'd think you were both in a hurry to get away from me." Hige joked.

"Never." Kiba smiled as though he were gonna follow it up with some crack comment but he decided against it.

"I have a lot of homework to do." Toboe explained. "It's like the teachers all got together over the weekend and decided to piss everyone off by having all the classes receive homework."

The car door closed after Kiba and he took his brothers book bag from him, carrying it into the house for him, while the young boy carried his books in his arms. Hige waited in the car wondering if he had to go home for any reason. He had a ton of homework as well and since Kiba wasn't gonna be at home, why stay at his house. Oh right! He just remembered he had to talk with Toboe- both about his kiss and that dream he had.

Turning off the ignition, he climbed out of the car, grabbing his bag from the back seat. Hige turned the car alarm on as he walked into the house. He couldn't help but smile feeling success on his side, even though it was betraying Kiba's trust. But in a sense, he really wasn't. Kiba had said not to ask him about the birthmarks he never said anything about Toboe. So the floor was open for discussion.

Toboe was gathering some essentials to do his homework with, plain bag of chips and a sunny delight to drink. Spreading his books and work sheets out on the table, he groaned slightly before flipping his math book open going to work right away with the subject he hated most.

"Mind if I join you?" Asked Hige, snatching a potato chip from the bag.

"No, go ahead." Toboe smiled at him. Another afternoon with Hige wouldn't be so bad.

"Mm-mm." Kiba came back into the kitchen. "Hige I need you to come to the store with me and pick up our groceries."

"Uhh," He scolded the Wolf teen mentally. If he was shopping he wouldn't get a chance to talk to Toboe. I'll just have to do it quickly. He decided. "Okay."

"Toboe, unlock the door for Cher when she comes by, okay?" The two boys were heading out the door.

"Okay."

"And don't touch the stove, if the phone rings let the machine get it."

Hige pushed Kiba out the door muttering. "I think he knows the drill, General Kiba. Bye runt."

"Bye Hige."

Looking up from his homework. He watched the two get into separate cars and head out. A smile grazed his lips. Aaw, what am I smiling about? I don't know Tsume's phone number. Sighing, he returned his attention to his homework. Wait a sec... I can just go see him. His house isn't that far away, and I can take my bike.

Looking at the clock on the microwave, he twisted his lips to the side wondering when Cher was going to come over. The teachers should be home by now. The phone turned his attention to the living room. Jumping up from the chair, he hurried to the answering machine waiting for the message to play out before the caller came on.

"Kiba? I'm gonna be a little late coming over, I have to drop Cheza off at Taki's house so they can do homework together."

Picking up the phone, he held the receiver to his ear. "Mrs. Cher?"

"Oh, hello Toboe. Is Kiba still there?" The blonde woman asked.

"Um, no but... Hige is." He lied. Bitting into his lip, he waited for the woman to grill him with questions or worse- ask to speak to Hige!

It was silent on her end, then he heard her saying something to Cheza before she returned to the phone. "Hello, Toboe are you still there?"

"Yeah."

"I'll be there in ten minutes, okay?"

"Okay."

"Bye sweetie."

"Bye." He hung up the phone with a sigh. "....Guess she didn't fall for it." Returning to the kitchen, he sat down at the table and tried to polish off as much homework as he could. He had to think up a plan to get out of the house.

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Cher had shown up sooner than she had told him, startling the boy out of his deep attention on the homework assignments. He had been so focused on doing it, that he had actually gotten a large proportion of it done.

Cher walked around the house, picking up any laundry that needed to be done, checking the locks on the door to make sure none of them were worn or anything. And once her daily babysitting inspection was done, she took a seat at the table to help Toboe with his homework- if he needed it.

"Mrs. Cher?" Toboe said breaking the silence.

"Yes?" She was busy looking over the sheets he had already done.

"When I'm done with my homework, can I ride my bike through the park? I'll be in before dinner, I promise." He quickly added.

"I don't see why not." Permitted Cher. Setting the sheet back down, she pointed out a word problem. "Double check that one sweetie."

Toboe looked down at the problem, he didn't see anything wrong with it. "Oh... I wrote the problem out on another sheet." He explained, noticing the part in the word problem that said: Show your work.

"Make sure the teacher sees it, they can be kinda strict about that."

"Okay." Signing his name to one last sheet, he started to gather his things up into a pile. "I'm finished, so I'm gonna go now."

"Alright, just make sure you cover up." She grabbed the boys books and stuffed them into his book bag.

"I will." Walking into the hall, he opened the coat closet grabbing his outside wear. Slipping on his coat and hat, he then wrapped his scarf snuggly around his neck. The young boy walked past the kitchen, grabbing his sneakers from the floor. "Bye Mrs. Cher."

"Yup." She got up from the table going to the cabinets to search for something to make for dinner.

Toboe walked out of the house closing the door firmly after him. Heading to the side of the building, he took his bike from the shed. He braced his nerves as he was about to do the un-thinkable. Can't chicken out now. He choked down his feelings of panic. With his foot on the pedal, he gave his self a push off the grass and started away.

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Toboe stood outside of Tsume's building, he couldn't believe he was here. He looked up the height of the place, it was enough to make you air sick. Don't just stand around, go inside.

"Good afternoon, young man." The door man greeted.

Toboe smiled politely, walking over to him. "Hello... ummm, is Mr..." He paused a moment, wondering if he should call Tsume by his first name or not. Would it be rude of him. He was his friend after all and they had kissed. "Is Mr. Keina at home?"

"I believe so, he just got in about thirteen minutes or so ago."

So he was out all day. That explains why he wasn't at school. The young boy figured. "May I come in and see him? I mean is that allowed? He isn't expecting me you know?" He didn't wanna talk the man out of it, but he didn't want to lie either.

"Sure, go right in." The man opens the door stepping to the side letting the boy past. "I remember you from before, when Mr. Keina had brought you in."

Toboe smiled brighter. Someone- one of Tsume's people- remembered him. "Thank you, very much."

The man bowed politely, closing the door once the young boy had gone past. Toboe walked cautiously to the elevator, continually glancing over his shoulder at the door man. He took in a large breath before stepping on.

Once the doors closed, the naive young boy felt as though his lungs were going to cave in. This was beyond a bad idea. This defined the word. He was dead... if anyone found out about this he would be dead. I've really gotta learn to really listen to myself before I go along with my ideas. He frowned.

A quick, "Bing!" brought him back to earth and he stepped into the hallway. Pulling off his hat, he ran his fingers through his hair to straighten it out. Strolling down the hall to Tsumes apartment room, an outside light from a window showed through the door of the other mans apartment just ahead as it opened.

"He-hey Toboe!" Jet Black greeted.

"Hello Mr. Jet." Toboe grinned. "Is Tsume at home?"

"Tsume? Mmm, yeah he's in there." Jet walked out of his room, over to Toboe. He had a serious look plastered on his face. Kneeling down he placed a hand on the young boys shoulder then said. "Toboe?"

"....Yeah?" He braced his self, he thought that maybe Tsume was hurt and he had been at the hospital or something, but the mans next words had shocked the hell out of the boy.

"Now I know you think that what's going on between you and Tsume is fun- or some sort of game... But Toboe, you've gotta understand that he's a man- not a boy," He shook his head to make sure it was sinking in. "If Tsume does something to you,"

"But Mr. Jet, Tsume and me are friends, he wouldn't do anything to hurt me." Toboe tried to explain, what was everyone always so worried about? Nothing was going to happen to him- nothing!

"That's all the more reason to be worried, normally I wouldn't give it a second thought but... Tsume is my best friend and I care a lot about him." He patted the boys shoulder for good measure. "I also care about you, and if he touches you in anyway you don't feel comfortable with, you come and tell me and I'll make sure it doesn't happen again."

Nodding quietly, Toboe agreed to the mans words. "I will."

Jet smiled backing away from the boy. "I'm glad to hear that. You relax though, I really don't think Tsume would do anything either." Heading back into his apartment, Jet closed the door after him leaving the boy alone in the hall to think about what he had said.

I don't care what anybody says. Tsume kissed me, and that means he's my boyfriend, he can do whatever he wants I trust him. Turning to the door, he grabbed the knob turning it in his hand. The door pushed right open, and he stepped inside. I hope he doesn't mind me coming in here without his permission.

Glancing from left to right, Toboe walked casually over to the couch and sat down. "Maybe he's asleep?" He wondered out loud.

The bedroom door opens quietly as Tsume walked out of it. He wrapped a towel firmly around his waist as he came out into plain view, his gaze mostly on a clock in the hall. A low cough was heard from the living room calling to his attention. It seemed a little too light to be Jets, Spike's or his managers- so who the hell was in his place?

Going into the living room he stopped at the door entry. Leaning an arm against the frame, he smiled at the little 'intruder' saying. "Hey."

Toboe, who was recovering from his cough, opened his eyes having to swallow at the sight he saw. Tsume standing there, right in front of him in nothing but a towel, his hair wet and still dripping gently to the floor. His golden eyes fixated on him, as though he were supposed to be there, at this moment to catch him like this.

I definitely made a mistake by coming here. The young boy mentally nodded. As Tsume walked over to the couch, Toboe couldn't help but remember Jet's words and tense up. A big mistake.