Wolf's Rain Fan Fiction ❯ Love Object ❯ Chapter 38 ( Chapter 38 )

A.N: Sorry this took a while, usually when I’m two chapters from the end I stop for a while to let other readers catch up a bit. Hope ya like it, there’s one chapter left after this one and an epilog. Fantasy

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Chapter Thirty Eight

"Wait here." Said the model, leaving the room.

Kiba kept a cautious eye on the man, who moved around his house in search of something. The Wolf teen was ready to fight again if he had to and he wouldn't miss a step, injuries or not. Tsume wasn't exactly in all that good a shape either. Kiba bared his teeth as another wave of pain coursed through his body because of his arm. No wonder his last name is Keina, I think his teeth touched bone. So maybe he was exaggerating, it was still a pretty nasty bite.

Looking around the place, Kiba took notice to the interior design. Mostly maroon and black- maybe it was burgundy- who knows. The design itself was simple enough, nothing spectacular at least nothing Kiba had expected. Honestly he thought the whole place would be done in leopard or cheetah. Tch. Probably in the bedroom. He sneered at the thought of his little brother being in there.

Looking around more, he noticed that all the lights in the room are touch lights; where you hit the base and it would turn on. A simple clock on the wall, the time was wrong though. It was probably keeping time for another country; Kiba had seen that once on television. and there was a digital clock next to the computer.

From the couch he could see into the kitchen, and there was something that must have been a little hall beyond that where the model had disappeared to. Speak of the devil. Kiba narrowed his eyes when Tsume returned to the living room with what looked to be first-aid items.

Tsume had already taken care of the cuts along his face and the bruise to the head from the mini statue, which explained why he had been gone a while. Kiba smirked, triumphant for having done what he did- and the notion of maybe getting a chance to do it again.

"Here." Tsume dropped the bandages and antibiotic creams onto Kiba's lap. "Better take care of that before it gets infected." He gestured a nod at the teens arm.

Kiba had a snappy retort but with the pain he was feeling, he would rather the man not take back the offer of comfort to it. "...Thanks."

"Mmm." Was his only reply. He reached into his pocket, pulling free a pack of cigarette's intent on smoking his pain away. Watching Kiba a moment, he frowned saying. "I can help you, if you want." He snapped the lighter to life.

"I neither need nor want your help, so back off." He growled warningly. His eyes fell upon the flame of the lighter and he froze like a deer in head lights. An image of his little brother flashed through his mind, his parents next, then the flames all around the bed that horrible night.

Tsume blinked curiously as to what Kiba had been staring at, noticing it was the lighter he tapped it to the end of the cigarette before putting it out. "..Sorry." He said wholeheartedly.

Kiba lightly shook his head. "It's just that... I didn't know you smoked." He made up an excuse for the staring. "Although it figures that you would." He said rather snide.

"Most people do." Replied Tsume with a shrug. He didn't seem to care about the tone the teen was taking with him, he wanted Kiba to get out whatever it is he had to say, then leave. He wanted to be left alone to think.

"Yeah, but you'd better not be smoking around my little brother because-..."

"Save it, because I don't." He took a puff from his cigarette. "So why did you come here again? Oh... that's right... I slept with Toboe."

Kiba narrowed his eyes at the man, but said nothing. He knew now that Tsume was trying to make him angry and he would try his hardest not to give him the pleasure. Sick bastard. He scorned him freely in thought.

"Well, talk! Or leave." Tsume said trying to regain the teens attention.

"I came here to tell you to stay out of my brothers life. Permanently."

"I've already planned to." Tsume remarked, casually making clouds with the smoke. "So if that's all, than you can-..."

"What do you mean, 'you already planned to'?" He asked cutting the man off. "Why? You take what you wanted from him now he's not good enough for you anymore?"

"I have my reasons." He tapped some ash into the crystal tray in front of him.

Kiba scoffed, shading his eyes away behind his bangs. "You really are an asshole."

"Excuse me?"

"First you lure my little brother into your..." He searched for a word. "disgusting lair, make him think that he loves you and for what?" Shrugs his arms out. "So you can rob him of his virginity then drop him like he's nothing!?"

"Toboe means everything to me!" The model retorted in a shout.

"Yeah right!" Kiba shouted right back. "How many other families have you done this to? How many other little boys has there been before my brother? Huh?!"

Tsume didn't even bat a lash to the accusations. He merely took another moment to quietly blow some smoke from his mouth. Then more calmly he said. "You wanted me to be away from him... I just told you that I would be..." Tsume was pushing it again. "So what exactly is your problem?"

"That you did it at all!" Kiba didn't want to do it, but he felt the tears coming on. This guy is so damned frustrating! I got what I wanted to hear, he's gonna break up with Toboe but... part of me feels like it's a bad idea. Toboe is so young, he won't handle it well and I don't want him to be sad... But I also don't want him anywhere near Tsume. His frown deepened and his posture slumped. Noo, don't cry... at least not in front of this guy.

Tsume watched as Kiba had a silent battle with himself. The teens hands balled up into fist resting on his upper leg. Tsume noticed the bandage on Kiba's arm, remembering what the paper had said. "I'm sorry," He mostly meant for the burn but continued speaking. "but I don't take any of it back. So what do you want from me?"

"I don't know.... I don't know what I want." He spoke with a soft, sorrowful tone. One tear braved falling from his eye and along with it took the rest of them. Just what Kiba needed.

"Listen, I'm sorry that you're upset but I love-..." Tsume started but was cut off by Kiba's sharp tone.

"Shut up..." Kiba warned. Even though his face was stained with tears as well as his jeans, that were wet with little tear puddles, the Wolf teen still had some bite to his bark. "I don't need sympathy from you, or explanations for your perversion. I just want... I want you to have never done what you did!"

"I can't take it back." He stated again, in all honesty. "And stop calling me a damned pervert!" He seemed offended. "You act like you know so much about me when you don't know shit!"

"Bastard... I never wanted to know that people like you even existed- at least not close enough to me and my little brother..." Kiba turned to look at the man with sharp, angry eyes. "I had always thought that people like you only existed in movies and tv but..." He went silent in his tears.

Tsume watched the boy cry silently, he wondered if Kiba had cried out loud at all anymore after the fire. Having to be strong for both his self and Toboe... He himself had had a tough life, but he could imagine it was nothing like what the two of them had gone through. I can't say that I'm not to blame, it is after all my fault. Isn't this what I wanted? Isn't this what I planned for? To have Toboe, love him and he love me back? But if I knew then-... "What?"

"I said, I'm going... you're right. I got what I wanted and in time, Toboe will forget about you." Kiba stood up.

"Can I at least say goodbye to him?" Tsume stood as well.

Kiba considered it. He wanted to say no, he had a right to. Because if he said yes, knowing Tsume he'd try to seduce Toboe into bed again. And he couldn't handle that a second time. Sighing, he closed his eyes. "No."

"No?" The models voice was tense. Where the hell does this guy get off?!

"Yeah, and if I ever see you around my brother again I'll tell the media what their favorite models been up to." He threatened. "I bet they'd just love that."

"Hn. And you'd do that to Toboe? You know they'd be all over him too." He crossed his arms.

"I would only give your name,"

Tsume smirked. "And if I told them?"

"I doubt you would. Because you wouldn't do that to Toboe either."

That's true. Thought Tsume, clearing his throat he asked. "Why didn't you call the cops like you said you would the first time? You could have avoided all of this as you seem to think."

Kiba blinked as though he hadn't understood the question, then turning to the exit he answered. "I don't know. Truthfully I just thought that you'd go away on your own, guess that was dumb on my part."

"Hmph, no argument there."

Kiba shook his head, exhaustion taking over him. "Whatever." As he began to walk out of the door he paused as another thought occurred to him. "Tsume?"

"What?" He was becoming impatient.

He turned around to face him again. ".....What makes people like you?"

The model cocked an eyebrow. It was a sensible enough question and with a shrug he said. "Some guys are just perverts, they want power, strength and being with someone younger than them will get them that."

"I thought so." He turned to leave again but stopped when hearing the man continue to speak, and he faced him again.

"Then there are others like me," He said sincerely. "You were young for only a short period of time and regardless adapt... you held on to that youth deep down somewhere inside of you." He looked up directly into Kiba's eyes. "Then you meet your Toboe, and you're fourteen all over again... and even though your moral knows it's wrong, another part doesn't have a clue."

Kiba could relate to that. If his parents had come back, even for a day, he would be reduced back to that little six year old all over again. But it still didn't matter, Kiba didn't go out looking for some six year old boy, he had Hige. Or he should say Hige had him as he had made the first move by asking him out.

"Kiba. I truly do love your brother- Toboe. No matter if you think it's wrong, it feels right to the both of us." Tsume walked to the window. "You may understand, you may not. But if I wanted to continue seeing your brother and he wanted to continue seeing me, we would do it."

"I know. See that you don't." He turned to leave again. "After you say goodbye, if I see you again- Tsume, I will call the police."

"I got it the first time." He smiled faintly, it was unseen as his back was to the teens. But hearing that he had- and part of him thought that it made a difference- permission to say goodbye to Toboe meant all the world to him.

"See that you do, because I'm serious..." He trailed off seeing Hige walking off the elevator.

"Kiba, there you are... Did you know that boxer, Black Out is on this floor." He looked past his boyfriend, seeing the model standing beyond the apartment door, his anger instantly flared up. "Hey, asshole! Stay away from Toboe!"

"Save it Hige." Kiba put a hand on his lovers chest.

"Save it?" He just looked at the Wolf teens face. "Kiba you're hurt, did he do that to you?" The red head was ready to barge into the place and start a fist fight of his own, but Kiba continued to steer him out.

"Forget about it. Come on."

"You're dead asshole! Dead!" Kiba closed the door after them. Though with Hige's voice range, he could bet that Tsume still heard the teen as they boarded the elevator.   * * *

"It looks more like he beat the shit out of you." Hige was saying, caring for Kiba's wounds a little better than the Wolf teen had done for himself.

They are sitting in Hige's bedroom at his home. Kiba decided against heading back to school, especially when looking like he had just been attacked by a wolf or something. Hige didn't mind not going, it's not as though they had a test or anything today. It was just another boring day at school.

Kiba secretly loved being in his boyfriends room. The bed was like a cloud, puffy and white with blue sheets and high headboards. The walls were painted an off pearl kind of white and the rest of the décor matched everything else. It was like one of those bedrooms you see in the catalogs, that you're just dying to have but can't afford.

Hige acted as though it were no big deal, and seemed to prefer the simple little things that Kiba's house has. "There." He kissed the side of the boys head. "All better." A smile of approval. "You'll get my bill Thursday."

"Haha. Now you as a doctor is a scary thought." Kiba mentioned, tapping a finger to the bandage Hige had just finished working on.

"How so?" He pouted with his hands on his hips.

"Remember your bird?"

"Neptune?" Hige asked. "You're bringing that up again?"

Kiba laughed at the memory. "Hige, it was a bird. Not a fish, it didn't need a bath and they don't get hot."

Hige's pout deepened. "Well I didn't know that I was eight... to me, the bird seemed hot."

Kiba continued to laugh. "It doesn't matter, when something that usually flies is laying at the bottom of a bathtub in a puddle of water that's usually a sign to stop squirting it."

Hige turned his eyes up recalling the moment. He had been outside all day playing water samurai with Kiba. The Wolf teen had told him he couldn't get too wet or his parents would be mad- knowing what he does now, the parent thing was just an excuse for him not to hit his arm. But either way, when they had come inside for a drink he looked at his bird, Neptune, just sitting there in his cage looking as though he might need a little refreshing.

So naturally he helped a bird out. Taking him upstairs with Kiba on his heals, Hige gave Neptune a couple squirts with the shower head. Sure it was set on hard but it was just a couple little squirts....

Kiba grinned seeing the boys eyes return from space. "I think the first blast is what really did it." He snickered. "Shot him right in the beak."

"Oh who cares about him, and stop laughing at me." He slapped his lovers leg.

"I'm sorry Hige...." He grabbed the boys cheeks. "Aaaw, don't make that face." He spoke like a parent to a child; imitating Hige's face receiving a crack of a smile from the other boy.

"I'll stop pouting for a kiss." The red head replied.

"You would." Kiba opened his arms as he leaned in towards the boy. Brushing his lips quickly across the teens cheek, Kiba made a smacking sound with his mouth signifying a kissing sound. "Mmmua," Before he pulled him into a hug.

"Hey!" Hige laughed. "You call that a kiss?"

"Why, do you want an Eskimo kiss?" He pulled away looking at the red head. "Hmm?" He nuzzled his nose to the boys. Hige took the opportunity to knock the brunette onto the bed and climb on top of him.

"Nice try Moon," Kiba rolled over pinning the boy to his bed. "but I always win." He declared.

Hige just laughed, leaning up to kiss the boy on his lips, but in that kiss he took advantage to pierce the boys skin. "Mmm, is that blood I detect?" He licked the little bit of red rushing from Kiba's bottom lip.

"Kinky." Kiba leaned down kissing him as well. "But I can beat you in that too."

With a knowing smirk, Hige looked into Kiba's beautiful eyes saying. "Show me."