Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 37 ( Chapter 37 )

Chapter Thirty Seven

The sky was a bright shade of blue on that Tuesday morning. Tsume had been up all night, wondering why the mention of 'Fuji Forest' would stir up so many feelings inside of him. What? What could it possibly be?

Brrriing!!

He snatched the phone up after the first ring, he was really bouncing off the walls of his mind and he needed a touch with reality right now. "What?" He rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger.

"He- heeey Tsume," His agent quivered.

"Yeah what is it?" Asked the model again.

"I landed you a solid contract in a film and it's a good one too, they ask nothing of you except for you to play the character." The man explained. "I know how you hate that slave thing, and I wouldn't want you to fire me." He laughed nervously remembering the rumors that Tsume had actually set his former manager on fire, before letting the man go.

"Good, how um..." God, he really had a headache brewing here. "When does the contract start, how soon do they want me?"

"As soon as next month but Tsume there's a catch." The mans voice seemed to shrink away.

Sighing in annoyance and exasperation, he mumbled. "What's the catch?"

"Well, to explain, I remember how much you said you love Europe"

"Yeah."

"Well, the movie is being filmed there, it's a really heavy film and you'll like the plot I'm sure." He waited quietly to hear what Tsume thought about it but the model said nothing. "It's in Naples... Tsume are you alright?"

Taking a deep breath the model replied. "Yeah, Jeshi I'm fine. You said Naples, right?" The man on the other end made a sound of a yes. "Alright, next month I'll be ready to go- and make sure you get me a nice hotel- five star, I don't care that you were trying to save me money that last place was shit. Good bye." He hung up without so much as a reply to what he said. He was in no mood to talk anymore.

Dropping the phone onto the computer desk, Tsume sat down in the comfortable and cushy chair, pulling it a bit closer to the desk to be more near the screen. "Let's see,"

Opening to a search page, he typed in the local news station. Searching through the dates archives it only went back a few months. "Shit..."

At the top of the page was an e-mail that read: Contact us. A smirk crossed the mans lips a second before dropping back to his usual annoyed look. Clicking on the address, he waited for the screen to come up then he typed his message.

I need news reports from the paper or television covering a fire in Fuji Forest, from 11 years ago. Give me all and any, I need them as soon as possble.

Tsume.

Satisfied with the message he clicked 'send' then turned his computer off. What time is it? He looked to his left at the clock. 6:20. Toboe should be waking up by now. He remembered the boys usual schedule from his former stalking days, that seemed like months ago to the man, as he now had the little cutey as a lover and a boyfriend.

Wondering what to do all morning he snapped his fingers remembering that his agent was going to come over with the contracts to sign. "Let's pray this doesn't take long." Grabbing his car keys he heads towards the door to be stopped by its abrupt opening. Smiling, Tsume looked over the stern face of the former, but hasn't exactly quit yet, boxer standing before him. "Jet Black... to what do I owe your presence?"

"I think you know, it concerns a certain little boy you've been spending time with." He crossed his arms to show he meant business and didn't plan on leaving until he was through talking.

"Oh, Kiba you've changed." Tsume said humorously.

"Who?" He looked confused a moment. "Never mind that, sit down I wanna talk to you."

"Sorry Jet, but I have business to attend to. So you better take a rain check or come back in a half hour or so, I'll be here." He grabbed his coat from the arm of his couch slipping it on.

Sighing, Jet knew there was no arguing with the man when it came to money so he backed off. "Alright, a half an hour and then I really need to talk to you."

"I know, and I really wanna talk to you too buddy." He pats the mans shoulder as he walks past him and out the door.

I don't get that guy. Jet stared at the other mans disappearing back. And I really hope he knows what he's getting his self into with this little love thing. Shaking his head, he walks out of the other mans home, closing the door behind him.

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

The Wolf home seemed to be running in it's normal fashion today, Toboe was late for breakfast although he was awake and Kiba was checking over his homework until the boy finally staggered downstairs.

Kiba hadn't forgotten about his thoughts and feelings from last night and he wanted to explain a few things to his brother before they left, but he'd have to save it for after school since- according to Hige- Toboe's been seeing the man there mostly, and he doesn't want his brother running off again.

God, I'm walking on egg shells from a little brat. He smiled humorously. "Hey," He ducked his head from an incoming hand swatting him on the back of it. "Nice to see your up," Kiba greeted rubbing the back of his head. "What'd you hit me for?"

"I know that look, that's the same face you always make when you decide to pick on me." The young boy smiled. "It's rare, but that's what makes it so obvious." He grabbed his usual breakfast things and poured his self a bowl of cereal. Kiba's eyes were fixed on him the entire time. Looking over at his brother, he blushed asking, "What?"

"Nothing." Shrugged the older Wolf boy. "I'm just still getting used to the idea of you being 'grown up', I guess."

Toboe tried to keep a smile but his eyes said otherwise. "Kiba, I'm not going off to join the army or anything... I'm not even planning on getting a job or car- just a boyfriend."

Kiba wanted more than anything to tell his little brother that that pervert wasn't and never would be his boyfriend. But he bit his tongue, deciding to put the boys work back into his book bag.

Toboe didn't take his eyes from his older brother, this time he just let the frown sit on his face. "Kiba...?" He went on when his brother looked at him, showing he was giving his full attention. "I can still see Tsume, can't I?"

"Toboe," He starts to object.

"No, please listen.... I really like Tsume, I really do. He's nice and kind to me and he buys me nice things,"

"I'd buy you nice things too Toboe but, you don't need them." Kiba retorted, cutting his brother off.

"I know I don't but, that's not the point... the point is..." He frowned sinking his shoulders with his mouth. "I forgot."

Kiba felt bad for making his little brother feel this way, but what was he supposed to do?

Just let him run hog wild and do whatever he felt like? He needed his family and nobody is going to break them up- ever.

"He will never replace you Kiba... Nobody ever could." It was said so sad and so faint that he would have missed it had anyone been talking or the tv had been loud in the living room.

Opening his arms, he pulled his brother out of his seat and into an embrace. "I'm sorry Toboe... I'm trying to understand, I really am, but it's so damn hard."

The boy nearly gasped, his brother never swore and if he did it certainly wasn't in front of him. "Kiba... I don't want to lie to you, but I want to see Tsume..." He swallowed with hesitance. "Even if you don't want me to. But I hate lying to you, trust and honesty is what makes us such a good team. I hate having to lie, but that's what I'm gonna do if that's my only means of seeing Tsume."

He had to respect that. Toboe gave him his trust back and as frightening as it was hearing his brother speak to him more bluntly than the kid normally did- at least about such adult like themes- he wasn't sure if he should just lock Toboe in his room and cut his losses or let his little brother see this older man who is probably just gonna ruin his life anyway. The Wolf teen sighed.

"Kiba?" He pushed him to say something, yell, throw things- anything than just sit in the uncomfortable silence. The hug he didn't mind so much.

"I'm sorry Toboe..." He sighed. "I'm never gonna like this guy, but if you want to see him... I guess I have no choice." He sniffed back some tears. He felt like he was giving his brother away or something. That nervous feeling he's had since they had moved back into their house after the fire. That someone would find out minors were living alone and they would separate them, even though Kiba was almost eighteen he couldn't bare a year without his brother- especially knowing that he was with strangers, even if he were with Cher.

"You'll let me see Tsume?" Toboe asked, moving back from the hug to see his brothers face.

"Yes, I'll let you see him." He sniffed again, giving a weak smile of reassurance.

"Don't cry." He wiped his brothers tears with his hands. "I'm not going away, I just have a boyfriend now and we won't see each other all the time anyway... nothing will change, I promise."

"You better mean that, or-..."

Toboe held up a hand. "I know, I know, kicking and screaming." He smiled, giving his brother a little shove.

Kiba smiled at him with a nod. "Exactly."

A gentle knock on the door pulled them back to earth. "That must be Hige. Go brush your teeth than we can go."

"Okay." He hurried past the red head who was just coming in. "Hey Hige."

"Hey Toboe." He smiled down at the blur that just ran by. "Ha, you didn't tell me he was back." Hige walks into the kitchen sitting down beside Kiba. "Did you guys work everything out?"

"Something like that," He replied with a weak tone.

"Kiba... did something happen last night?"

Always curious... At least you'll never change. He turned in his seat to hug his lover tightly. "Times like these, I'm really glad you're here Hige."

"Me too." He rubbed his boyfriends back.

With a faint smile, he rubbed Hige's back as well. "He told me that Tsume would never replace me... I wanna believe him but."

"Haha, Kiba come on. This is Toboe we're talking about here." Hige held Kiba at arms length. "He'd never replace you with anyone else, ever!"

"I wanna believe that," Tears filled his eyes once more. "But the more time he spends with the guy the further away he's gonna be... I just know it."

"The more time... Kiba, I've spent hours on end time with you and nothings changed in how you feel about Toboe- not even a little bit."

"But Toboe isn't me... he's a little boy who doesn't know what he wants- or I should say knows exactly what he wants. I'm gonna wait in the car." Kiba announced standing.

"But wait... what happened last night?" Hige stood as well.

"What's to tell, Toboe's back, he's my little brother again." He walked to the front door, adding casually, but with a bitter tone in his voice. "And he's got a boyfriend. No big deal."

"A boyfriend?" He cocked an eyebrow, scratching the back of his head. "What the hell happened last night?"

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

Toboe waved goodbye to his brother and Hige. Seeing Cheza and Taki at the front door he hurried over to them, talking a mile a minute about what's happened to him since yesterday.

Hige's car drove down the street off to the high school when Kiba pointed a finger in the other direction. "Make a left."

"Left? Kiba I think all these changes are starting to get to you, school's in the other direction."

"We're not going to school yet," He clenched his jaw. "I wanna stop somewhere first."

"Where?"

"Tsume's house."

"Tsume's house!? What for? I thought you hated the guy." Hige exclaimed.

"I do!" Calming his voice he spoke again. "I need to talk to him." Kiba chewed his bottom lip.

"About Toboe?" Duh Hige what else. The red head gave himself a mental slap. "But didn't you say that Toboe had a boyfriend?"

Kiba sighed in exasperation. "Work with me Hige, Tsume is Toboe's boyfriend..."

"And you let him?!"

"I had no other choice... Toboe told me that if I said no, he would just go and see him anyway- what else was I supposed to say?"

"Fuck you." He threw out a suggestion.

Kiba just glared at him, before returning his eyes to the road. "I can't say that. I don't want Toboe to become one of those fucking teens that runs wild, I told you that... I want him to be my sweet little brother as he'd always been." He looks back at Hige. "But it's too late now, he's already changed and it's all Tsume's fault."

"Ha. No argument there... but what are you gonna do? Beat the guy up? Cause if you need some help,"

Kiba chuckled lightly, but shook his head. "I know who to call, but I'll take it from here." He pointed to a large building just a mile ahead of them. "Stop over there."

The car pulled over, directly in front of the building. "Say the word."

"Stay here. I won't be long." Kiba climbed out of the car, closing the door behind him.

* * *

Tsume sat in his apartment, his head down. He couldn't believe what he had just read- he just couldn't! The e-mail from the news team had come to him and he read it right away. Reading and seeing little images of fire trucks as they tried desperately to put out a fire during an electrical storm. It was terrifying.

But the most horrible sight of all was a black jeep parked just outside of the home, covered in flames, said to be holding a couple. Mr. and Mrs. Isao Wolf.

What am I going to do? What am I going to say? Toboe would never forgive me- never! The model was near tears as images of red flames danced before his eyes. The words in little black letters scribbled across the clear gray pages of the news reports. Toboe...

There was a knock at his door. He sighed angrily. Jet. Standing, Tsume walked over to the door pulling the knob to open it only a crack. "Listen I don't wanna-..." The door was smacked open with such force Tsume had to take a quick step back or he'd be banged in the face by it. "What the fuck?"

"You listen you little shit!" Kiba began, forcing the man into a wall. "You can come into our lives and try to ruin them all you want, but you will not sleep with my little brother like he's some fucking fan girl looking for a good time."

A smirk appeared on the mans face, regardless his tears a moment ago; Tsume could set aside any emotion for anger- well- mock anger, as the Wolf teen was hardly worth getting upset about. "Oh, so he told you about that, did he?"

That did it. Kiba grabbed the man around his neck holding him with both hands against the wall. He was intent on squeezing every last ounce of breath this man had in him, until he was wishing he was dead. "I should have done this a long time ago." Kiba growled through his teeth.

Tsume grabbed a hold of Kiba's hands trying to pry them free but damn it all if this kid didn't have a death grip. "Now...now... What," He nearly choked on a breath. "what would Toboe think." He began to gasp for air as Kiba's grip loosened. Bringing his hands up to his neck, Tsume gave it a quick massage before straightening up.

"I don't know why I was so tolerant, I should have been had you arrested the first time you took him." Kiba continued to rant.

"So why didn't you?" His voice seemed a little hoarse from the brutal treatment his throat had just received.

"Because Toboe asked me not to." Kiba said, mostly because it had blurted itself out, not because he wanted to.

"Haha," Tsume scoffed. "sounds to me like he's the one that runs the house, not you." He was pushing it, and he knew it.

"Shut up about my brother, you sick fuck..." He hissed. "Why can't you just find someone your own age? There's an old folks home just down the street if you wanna go check it out."

"Not my type... besides," Tsume smirked. "I prefer tight little bo-..." The model went stumbling to the floor after Kiba surprised him with a rather strong and well placed right hook.

"Big mistake." Tsume lunged at him. Knocking Kiba to the floor, pinning him down, he took three good swings at him before the Wolf teen shoved him off taking the place of being on top. "Rrrr.... Get off of me!" Growled the model.

Tsume grunted as Kiba grabbed a handful of his hair then began to slam his head into the floor over and over again. Tsume dug his knee into Kiba's thigh, bashing him right in the groin. Kiba held himself in pain. The model grabbed a hold of the Wolf's neck giving it a good squeeze before throwing him off.

The two sized each other up, eyes slit, their breaths heavy. Gaining a second wind, Kiba attacked the man by spitting in his face to distract him before he took another swing at his face. Tsume moved to the side even though he was wiping a hand over his face and with a back hand punch he made contact with Kiba's jaw.

"Aah!" He yelped as he hit the side of the models coffee table.

"Haha, face it boy. You're no match for me." Tsume taunted. "You fight too much like a girl." He commented on the grabbing of the hair.

Kiba grabbed two of the magazines that rest on the table and he threw them at Tsume. The model swatted one easily out of the way but missed the second receiving a mild paper cut to his face from it. It distracted him long enough to miss the wolf coming at him with a miniature statuette. Bashing him hard enough, though unable to break the statue, he managed to break Tsume's skin and he was bleeding on his cheek.

Kiba smiled with satisfaction. "Had enough?"

Tsume wiped the blood away with the back of his hand. Baring his teeth, the hair on the models body seemed to prick up as he lunged at him again. Kiba watched out for his face missing the fact that Tsume had brought his knee up and it nailed him in the gut.

Kiba doubled over in pain hardly having enough time to recover before Tsume brought his knee up again and again hammering him in the mouth. Falling back onto the floor, Kiba lay there catching his breath, he had to turn his head to avoid choking on the blood that was in his mouth.

From the side of his eye he saw the model walking over to him, rolling out of the way before he met with the mans foot, Kiba swung his leg out knocking Tsume to the floor. Climbing back on top of him, Kiba slammed his fist into the mans face, left than right.

Tsume seemed to be taking it rather well, until he felt the Wolf teens fist hit the bruise that the statue had created. "Aaahhh!!!" Baring his teeth again he grabbed a hold of Kiba's arm biting into it.

"Aaaahh!!!" He tried to pull it free but the man bit into it hard. Kiba felt desperate, that was the arm with the burn on it! He had to get him off. Feeling around through blind pain, he located the statue again then bashed him on the side of his head.

Surely enough Tsume let go. Kiba staggered to one side of the room holding his painful bleeding arm. The both of them kept a sharp eye on the other. They had trashed his entire living room without even noticing it.

A dim crack appeared at the ends of Tsume's mouth. Kiba had the same. Quietly at first there was a chuckle, then a full out laugh until both boys were laughing wholeheartedly. The laughter went on a full two minutes and as it quieted down Kiba began to speak. "I'm ready to call a truce."

"Same here. I need this face next month." He adjusted his jaw. "I think I may have broken something."

"Good that's what I was going for." Kiba commented.

Tsume scoffed, pulling his self to his feet. He swaggered over to the Wolf teen reaching out a hand. "Come on, we might as well sit somewhere comfortable."

Looking the offer over with bitter eyes, Kiba eventually accepted the hand up and walked over to the couch.