Once A Thief | By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kali
notes: Well, this will be the final little bit of
Takao’s story, and we finally move on with the rest of it! @__@ Took me long enough, huh? Enjoy!
Disclaimer: No own!
No sue!
Warnings: Yaoi (unless you’re
on ffnet; then you get shounen-ai)
- eventually, language, dramatic angst, and other adult content. Don’t like it, don’t read it! This chapter: a little more angst…but not too much more. Finally moving past it all…and into the really good
stuff. *winks*
Pairing: TyKa; others include Tala/Hilary,
mentioned Rei/Mariah
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Chapter
10: Honour Among Thieves – Part IV
Once Takao was settled into his seat again, Kai turned and gave Max a
steady stare as he waited expectantly.
“What?” The blonde demanded,
uncomfortable under that gaze.
“Move down one seat,
please.”
Max blinked at him in
astonishment, and everyone else in the room stared at Kai in surprise – except
Takao and Tala. The
wolf just looked on with a resigned, knowing expression on his face and
Takao…well, he tried not to just burst out into a goofy grin, smothering a
smile behind a hand as Max and his mother both complied and moved down the
table allowing Kai to take up the chair beside the bluenette and fold his hands
on the table top in front of him.
There was no one in
the room who didn’t understand what the action
meant. Kai was taking Takao’s side – for
better or worse, no matter what. He was
risking his career for Takao, whether anyone liked it or not, including Takao
himself.
“Well. If you’re all ready?” Director Dickenson glanced around the room in
question then nodded. “Excellent. We’ll pick up where Takao had left off.” He looked down the table at the
bluenette. “You said you and Kenny had
gotten to the dojo with the intention of cleaning up from the night before, and
you’d just found the doors that had been sealed closed wide open…”
“Yes. And my father and brother were missing, as
was our family sword.” Takao continued
the story. “After I’d calmed down some,
Kenny and I went through the house to see if anything else was missing. There wasn’t. Kenny convinced me to wait until evening to
call the police, in case Dad and Hiro had just stepped out to…go
to the grocery store or something. But time passed and they never came back. So I phoned the
police, and they came over to check things out immediately.
“There
wasn’t much that they could determine. The detective who came with a team of forensic investigators told
Kenny and I that it appeared that sometime early that morning, either Dad and
Hiro caught someone stealing the sword, and were taken, too, in order to
prevent them from phoning the police or perhaps identifying the thief or
thieves, or that it was a deliberate
kidnapping and the sword was taken to cover it up.” Takao ran his fingers through his hair,
sweeping it out of his eyes. “It turned
out to b a third scenario, but the police didn’t know that of course. Anyway, after the initial investigation, the
detective told us that they would continue to search for clues and for
information that could help them find my family and the sword. He was sorry there wasn’t much they could do
yet, and he told me to call him anytime at all if I should think of anything
that might help or if I found out anything.”
“This
detective,” Director Dickenson interrupted.
“Do you remember his name?”
“Uhh…not off hand, sir.”
“ I have all the information and copies of the case-files in
my briefcase, sir.” Kenny spoke up. “I will make copies of everything and give it
to you, if you like.”
“Yes,
thank you. That would
be greatly appreciated. Please
continue, Mr. Kinomiya.”
“The
police left, and…I couldn’t stay in the house.
It just didn’t feel right to me. So I went back to Kenny’s place with
him.” Takao glanced at his oldest friend
and the brunette gave him an encouraging smile. “He insisted on it, actually. I don’t know what I would have done without
the Chief through any of this.” He
coughed to clear his throat, as it had grown thick with his emotions and the
words wanted to stick there and not come out.
He’d been holding all of it in for so long now
that he had difficulty taking about it.
“Anyway, we heard nothing for a couple of days. The police hadn’t
found anything yet, and I was faced with the idea that I might have to begin
calling people to tell them my father and brother had disappeared. People like the ones Dad and Hiro worked with
at the university.
“But
about three or four days later, I received a strange phone call. It sounded like a little kid, and he said he’d seen some strangers outside the dojo early one
morning. He asked me to meet him so that
he could tell me about it.” Takao
sighed, shaking his head at himself. “I
didn’t question it, though I should have.
Kenny wasn’t hoe at the time. He’d continued to go to work and keep an eye on
matters from there, as the law firm he works at is quite large and has any
connections with the police, apparently.
“So anyway…the kid. I
went to meet him at the pack down by the river, at the old sakura tree in the
middle of the park.”
Kai
smiled just a little. He remembered that
tree. It had been one of his favorite
places to go and be by himself to think.
The old tree was also the place where his tentative friendships with not
only Takao but also Max, Kenny, and Rei had
began. For a tree, it was a most special
one for so many reasons.
“What
did the kid have to say?” Kai asked
crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his seat. Takao frowned at the memory.
“Nothing. There was
no kid. I found an envelope with my name
written on it – nothing else – pinned to the tree trunk.” Takao closed his eyes, almost like he was in pain.
“There was a picture inside, along wit ha plain white business card that
had only a website address on it. The
picture…” he swallowed hard and ran a trembling hand through his hair. “It was my father and brother, sitting side
by side on a pair of metal chairs that they were obviously tied to, in a room
that was completely non-descript and unrecognizable with no windows or doors
that I could see from that angle. They
were gagged, but not blindfolded, and…their eyes…I could see quite plainly that
they were afraid.” The bluenette had to
stop, his hands clenching helplessly into fists on the table in front of
himself. Kai reached out and laid one of
his own hands over Takao’s fist, drawing his attention. Their eyes met and Takao turned his hand, so
that their hands were palm to palm, and threaded his fingers through Kai’s,
gripping hard and absorbing the older man’s strength greedily as it was offered.
“There
wasn’t anything in the picture to help identify where they were being kept, and
there was no trace of anyone else visible, either. I took it back to Kenny’s, intending to let
him look at it and see if he could
see anything that perhaps I couldn’t, before we called the police to let them
know. When Kenny got home, he couldn’t
find anything either in the photo, so he tried the website instead.”
Kenny
held up a hand to interrupt. “I’ll take
this part. Takao, while quite bright in
most areas no matter what any of us had ever thought before, is still not that
proficient with computers and the internet.
I’m the one who put in the address on my home PC.” He blushed a it, tapping his fingers a little
nervously on the
table. “And…ah…I admit I tried tracing
the site, not always heeding…shall I say…the exact letter of the law?” His blush deepened. “Ahem.
I was trying to help. Anyway…”
“Go on, Kenny. It
won’t be held against you.” Director
Dickenson waved aside the questionable actions easily. “I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same.”
“Yes, sir. Thank
you.” Kenny replied in a slightly
startled voice. He continued quickly,
anxious to move past it. “The site was
from a secured server that was programmed for one thing only – to host that
website for a limited period of time – which was from the moment Takao opened
the page until one hour after he’d done so.”
“How
did you figure that out?” Tala wanted to
know.
“The
page said so – and a little finger-work was all it took to confirm it.” Kenny responded. “The webpage was as basic as you can get –
anyone could have made it – and it was essentially a letter of instructions for
Takao to follow if he wanted to get his family back.” He glanced at the bluenette suddenly. “Come to think of it, it had made no mention
of the sword, and neither did any of the other communications.”
Takao’s
eyes widened. “Yeah. Now that you mention it…”
“Okay. So no sword but your
family?” Tala frowned and leaned
forward. “What were the
instructions? What did it say?”
“I
printed off the screen.” Kenny dug
through his briefcase. “Let me find it…”
“In
short terms, it told me that I had one hour upon reading the page to respond,
via an email address that was given, and if I ever wanted to see my family again,
I would not report any of this to the authorities. I was to pretend that nothing was going on,
and keep quiet that I’d been contacted.”
Takao picked up the story again.
“Kenny tried working his magic on the webpage and the email address but both were completely untraceable. Actually, I should say it was useless to
try. He kept mumbling about bouncing IP
addresses and some other techno-mumbo-jumbo that I didn’t get.”
“The
email was an open, public, completely generalized and free email address – that
first one was a Yahoo! Address. Takao
and I – well, me, anyway – stayed up all night trying
to track it down. No luck, though. And when I tried going back to the website,
it was indeed gone – like it had never existed.”
“So
you responded to the email address, and then what?” Director Dickenson inquired.
“There
was no reply until late the next afternoon.
This time it was the ransom demand.”
Takao laughed humourlessly. “The demands were outrageous. I mean, the Book of the Dead? A manuscript that supposedly was commissioned by Charlemagne? How was I supposed to meet these
demands? It was terribly unrealistic –
or so I thought.”
“The
kidnapper obviously thought otherwise, though.”
Kai said quietly, squeezing Takao’s hand. “Still, even knowing what you’re capable of, Kinomiya, even I find the items you’ve…borrowed to be on the
unreasonable side.”
“Yes.” Takao blew out a tired breath. “The ransom letter stated simply that the
list of fifteen items included with it was the ransom to free my family
unharmed. How I accomplished gathering
them was up to me, but if I got caught or they even suspected I was under
suspicion by the authorities for the thefts, I would never see Dad and Hiro
alive again.” He pursed his lips as he
tried to remember what else it had said.
“Oh. I also had to keep in
contact with the kidnapper through email addresses that would
be provided each week, which would only exist for one week at a time
before dying. I was to let them know
whenever I had acquired an item, and what plans I had made for the next. Each time I would be provided with some proof
that my family was still alive and unharmed.”
“There’s a few things I don’t understand about all
this.” Tala shook his head. “First, why go through all that trouble? And why those items? Why not others?”
“I
don’t know, Agent Ivanov. If I did, I’d
have a better idea of who was behind this and where to find my Dad and my
brother.” Takao didn’t
flinch away from the redhead’s penetrating ice-blue gaze.
“Hmm…well,
one other thing I don’t get is why you? Have you made any enemies that are capable of
this debacle? Or
your father or brother, perhaps? Maybe your grandfather?”
“I
don’t know! If you think I haven’t
thought long and hard about the possibilities, then you must think I’m cold and
unfeeling, and that I’m stupid.” Temper
flashed through storm blue eyes and Takao’s hand tightened in Kai’s. “Sure there
have been plenty of people I didn’t always get along with, all through my life,
but none that I can think of that were ever this
vengeful or even hated me enough for this!”
“Shh…Taka.” Kai attempted to soothe, rubbing the younger
man’s hand between his own. “It’s a
question that had to be asked. Tala
didn’t mean anything by it.”
Subsiding
some, the bluenette scowled down the table at the wolf and said nothing.
“Now, now, boys.” The
Director hastily intervened, wiping at his brow with a handkerchief. “Let’s not lose our cool. We’re all tired and
our emotions are running high. Perhaps
it is best if we leave off further questioning until tomorrow afternoon?” He suggested, inquiring of everyone’s opinion
with a look around the room. “Alright then. Let’s pick up where we left off tomorrow at one
o’clock. I will leave my Agents, here,”
he indicated Tala and Kai. “…to see to
any arrangements that need to be made and what not. I will be making phone calls tonight to get
an investigation started into this new development – discreetly, Mr.
Kinomiya.” Stanley Dickenson hastened to
assure the bluenette when a look of panic immediately fell over him. “I promise you that our foe will not know the
UNA is involved now. For tonight, return
to your room and get some rest, please.”
“I’ll
try, sir.” Takao nodded, though not
particularly reassured.
“Agent
Hiwatari, may I speak with you in my office, please? Let Agent Ivanov escort Mr. Kinomiya back to
his room.” The old man beckoned Kai to
follow him and walked away, expecting Kai to be right behind him.
The
crimson-eyed man sighed. “This shouldn’t
take long, Kinomiya.” He said as he
stood, releasing Takao’s hand. Leaning
down, he spoke quietly into Takao’s ear.
“I’ll be by later, Taka. Wait up
for me?”
“Sure.” The bluenette felt his face heat up at the
request and he murmured back, so the others couldn’t
hear. “You’re not in trouble are you?”
Kai
shook his head. “I don’t know, but I
don’t think so.” He glanced at the clock
on the wall, leaned in farther and gave Takao a swift, solid kiss before moving
away. “I’d better get going.”
With
a small noise of acknowledgement, a little dazed by the sudden affection, Takao
watched him stride out with a silly little smile on his face.
“Takao.” A voice
called, highly amused. “Earth to Takao…”
“Hmm?” He barely
responded, quite happy to be day-dreaming.
“Kami-sama…he’s worse than he was in high school!” Another voice exclaimed in exasperation. A hand waved in front of his face breaking
the bluenette’s dreamy focus. “Kinomiya
Takao, wake up!”
“Huh? Oh.”
Takao scratched his head sheepishly and blushed under his friend’s
knowing gazes. “Ah…sorry,
Chief. What’d you say?”
Rolling
his eyes, Kenny waved it away. “Nothing. Come on,
pal. Let’s go back to your room and get
you settled, okay?”
“Oh yeah. Sure.” Takao stood and allowed the group to usher
him to the elevator.
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“You
wanted to speak to me, sir?”
Director
Dickenson nodded, gesturing for Kai to sit as he took his own seat behind his
desk. “I’m sure I’m not completely off
when I assume that you’ve decided to believe Kinomiya’s story, even without
proof?”
Kai
schooled his features to go carefully neutral.
“My instincts tell me he’s being completely truthful, Director, so
yes. I believe him. I also believe in him. He has shown a resilience
that I’m not sure I could ever claim in myself.
I respect that. He wants to take
responsibility for his actions. I
respect that, also.” The dual-haired
agent met his boss’ gaze without flinching as he spoke. “If this is going to affect the case or if
you believe I have lost any objectivity to proceed with the investigation, then
pull me from the case. I wouldn’t blame you for it – in fact, I’d probably do the
same thing. But I will warn you that I
will still help Takao as best I can, in any way I can, no matter what you
decide to do, so…”
“Stop,
Kai! Please.” The Director held up a hand and chuckled, his
eyes sparkling with great amusement.
“There is no need to get worked up.
I have no intention of pulling you from the case.”
Kai
snapped his mouth shut, blinking in confusion.
“I…sir?”
“Kai,
I have known you since you were a little boy, and I’ve known your family for a
very long time. Ever since you rose up
in the ranks of the UNA to this office, I have followed your work and watched
your progress with pride as if you were my own grandson. I trust your instincts, and I trust in your level-headed, logical, and careful consideration of any and
all factors of a situation.
“On
the same note, I have my own thoughts and instincts about your young
friend. I know his
family, also, and have worked with both Takao’s father and brother before. Knowing what I do now, I would like nothing
more than to assist in bringing them back safe and sound.”
“What
are your intentions then, sir?” Kai
wondered, unable to hide his amazement.
He had been prepared to be suspended from duty
and to stand up for Takao if he had to, not to be told he was still on the case
and that his boss wanted to help, too.
“Takao
offered me a deal. I intend to take
it.” the old
man folded his hands in front of himself.
“We will work out the details in the next few days, but I think it would
be best if Takao was released tomorrow after we’ve finished getting his
statement – under the strict supervision of the UNA, of course.”
Kai’s
mouth kicked up at one corner wryly. “Of course.”
“Well,
then.” Stanley nodded. “That’s settled for the moment. On a more personal note, have you and Takao
worked out your…issues?” He inquired,
suppressing a grin when Kai flushed red.
“We’re
working on it.” was
all Kai could manage to say, embarrassed.
“Good. Good.”
Not wanting to make the younger man any more uncomfortable than he
already was, the Director didn’t pry further. “I must say I’m relieved and happy to see you
finally in a content and less darkened mood than you have been in the last few
years you have been searching for him.”
“Thank
you, sir.” Kai got up and nodded briefly
in farewell, deciding that now was an excellent time to escape before he ended
up completely humiliated in front of his boss.
He paused at the door and glanced back when the old man spoke once more.
“Love
is a powerful emotion. It is the one thing that can drive a person to either
extreme of happiness or sadness in the blink of an eye. But it is a rare and
precious thing to have someone to share that experience with through thick and
thin, over whatever span of time one is given in life. Hang onto it, Kai. Fight for it, and refuse to let it go.”
Opening
the door, Kai stared ahead of himself as he quietly left, a small smile gracing
his face as he considered those words.
No.
He thought. I will never let go of that which is most
precious to me. Taka, my love, I hope you’re willing to keep me and give me another chance.
Kai
made his way down to the medical floor.
His cell phone rang in the elevator and he answered with a roll of his
eyes when he saw Tala’s number.
“What,
Ivanov? I’m on my way down to the
medical floor.”
“Just
thought I’d let you know, oh bitchy one, that I’m taking your group of friends
here to a safe house. Our better half is
in his room getting ready for bed, and we’re leaving,
so I’ll see you tomorrow. Go home and
sleep, Kai. Maybe it will improve your
disposition – though I highly doubt it.”
With that, Tala hung up on his partner, a habit that was beginning to get
on Kai’s nerves.
With
a muttered Russian curse under his breath, Kai stepped off the elevator and
walked down the hall to his lover’s room.
Now that he had an idea where his boss’ thoughts on
the situation lay, there was no reason to continue acting as neutral as he had
been with Takao.
He had no intention of going home that night.
Placing
his palm on the security pad by the door, he pushed it open when the lock
clicked and went inside. The bathroom
door was closed and Takao wasn’t in the room so Kai
knocked on the bathroom door to announce his presence.
“Who
is it?”
“Me, Taka. Take your
time, love. I’ll be out here when you’re
done.” Kai responded, taking off his
jacket and shoes, draping the jacket over the back of a chair. He proceeded to undress down to his boxers
and the black tank-top he wore under his shirt, then
took up a comfortable, thoroughly relaxed position on the bed, sitting up with
his back and shoulders propped up by the pillows against the headboard. He heard a hair dryer turn on and smiled to
himself, relaxing in contentment. Kai
knew Takao would take a few minutes, since he had all that hair to dry. So he remained as he
was, enjoying the peace and quiet he hadn’t been able to find for several days
and nights now.
Eventually
he heard the hair dryer stop and a few minutes later, the bathroom door opened
and the light went off. Takao appeared,
and as he turned the corner and spotted Kai on the bed, he stopped in his tracks
and stared in shock. He certainly hadn’t been expecting to find the dual-haired man in his
underclothes and on the bed, after all.
Kai,
on the other hand, was studying the bluenette idly with warm, hooded crimson
eyes. Takao’s midnight blue hair, which
had been thick and fairly long ten years ago, was now thicker and a little
longer than Kai remembered it to be. It
made him want to run his fingers through it.
He’d always linked Takao’s mass of hair. And then there was the soft, sleepy, rumpled
look the younger man had achieved with his baggy cotton pyjamas that were a
size or two too large for him (as they hung off of him and didn’t appear to be
something he normally would wear to bed), the tiredness around blue-grey eyes,
and the hair. In all, Takao had this
adorable cuddliness going on that made even Kai want to hold him, and – dare he
admit it – huggle the bluenette like a teddy-bear.
Of course he wouldn’t
dare admit any such thing, and instead raised an eyebrow and laced his fingers
behind his head in a totally relaxed repose before speaking. “What?
Are you just going to stand there staring at me, Taka?”
“Huh?” Takao blinked in confusion, taking an unsure
step toward the bed. “Oh! No…but, Kai…”
“What’s
wrong?”
“Nothing! I just…take
it you’re staying?
The night?”
He didn’t dare to hope, didn’t want to risk it
and suffer the letdown and consequent heartache. Takao didn’t think
he could take it, even though he knew Kai still cared about him a little.
Still,
there was hope in his voice, almost a plea, and Kai heard it. With a small frown, the crimson-eyed agent
sat up a little in concern.
“Yeah…unless
you really don’t want me to…” Kai reluctantly replied. “I mean, if you’re not comfortable with it, I
can just…” he sat up and swung a leg off the bed as if to get up.
“No! Stay!”
Takao cried, eyes widening in panic with the thought that Kai was going
to leave. “Please stay, Kai!” He hurried across the short distance of the
room and leapt up onto the bed, throwing himself (practically) over Kai and
cuddling into him, clutching at his upper arms fearfully. “Don’t leave…”
“Hey,” Kai took his hands
out from behind his head and curled his arms around Takao securely, hugging him
to his chest tightly. “I’m not going
anywhere, love. I just meant if you weren’t comfortable with sleeping with me again so soon,
that’s all. Taka?”
Takao
sniffled and buried his face in Kai’s shoulder.
A tiny smile kicked up the corner of his mouth. “Sorry.
I just…panicked. I know you’re
not leaving again.” He raised his head
and offered the hesitant smile. “And
there’s no way I’m letting you out of this bed now, so forget it.” The smile held and turned into a mischievous
grin when Kai chuckled and ran his fingers through the bluenette’s hair,
brushing it out of his fathomless blue eyes affectionately.
“Is
that so. Well,
since I’m not going anywhere, what were you intending to do with me?” Kai teased, a fierce glint igniting in his
crimson gaze as it met Takao’s.
“Hmm…let
me think about that…” Takao pretended to ponder the situation seriously, and
just when Kai was about to suggest something, a playful growl rumbling through
the dual-haired man’s chest, Takao flashed a grin and slid his arms under Kai
to hug him. He snuggled in, wiggling
into the most comfortable position he could find, and let out a deep sigh of
contentment. “I’m going to sleep, just
like this.” He murmured, closing his
eyes.
Kai
rolled his eyes and reached up to flick the light-switch off, plunging the room
into darkness. “I’m not a teddy-bear,
Kinomiya.” He grumbled, half-heartedly,
without any real heat to his words.
“No. But you’re warm, and comfortable, and you
smell good.” The bluenette replied, his
voice muffled somewhat by Kai’s shirt.
“Deal with it.”
Kai
smirked and didn’t say anything else, instead simply
freeing a leg from under Takao and hooking it around one of the bluenette’s
legs like an anchor.
After
a few minutes, Takao’s voice rose up softly in the silence, surrounding a
little hesitant.
“Kai?”
“Hn?”
“I…no. Never mind.” Takao
pulled out one hand from under Kai and laid it over his heart, feeling the
strong, steady heartbeat pound against his palms. It was soothing – calming him and his thoughts
like nothing else. Kai, however, had had
his curiosity peaked, and he wanted to know what his lover wanted to ask.
“Oh no you don’t.
What is it, Taka?” he inquired gently, stroking his hair with one
hand. “Whatever’s bothering you, it’s
best to get it out.”
“It’s
okay. Honest. I was going to ask if whatever the Director
had to talk to you about was what got you to be here…with me. But it doesn’t
matter. I’m just happy you’re here, and
that’s good enough.”
“I’d
already decided I was going to be here before then, Takao.” Kai informed him wryly. He felt the bluenette shift, his other arm
slipping out from under Kai, and his body raising up a little as Takao propped
himself up so he could look up at Kai from where he lay, chin resting on his
folded hands over Kai’s chest. The older
man stroked a hand of his own up and down Takao’s spine, enjoying the way the
fabric of his night-shirt slid over the younger man’s
skin smoothly. “Director Dickenson just
wanted to make sure I was still willing to work on the case, that’s all.”
“Really?” Takao
tilted his head suspiciously. “But if
you’re still on the case, Kai, then why are you risking your career by being
here with me? Shouldn’t we be…”
Kai laid a finger over Takao’s lips, cutting
him off. “You don’t really think a
little thing like that would stop me, do you?
Besides,” he smiled as Takao kissed that finger reaching up to grasp his
hand and lazily continue planting kisses here and there all over it. “I believe I said something about giving you
back lost time – or something like that.”
Takao
made a soft sound and let go of Kai’s hand in favour of leaning down and
kissing Kai on the mouth. At first the older man was a bit startled, but it didn’t take long
before he was relaxing into the bed and returning the gentle, slow kiss
leisurely. Here was something he’d missed greatly – just being with the bluenette, holding
him, kissing him…the quiet moments were as memorable as the exciting,
action-filled ones to Kai. There had
been many evenings, after their study sessions or the weekends when it was
raining outside and there was nothing else to do that they’d
spent in Takao’s room or in Takao’s living room on the couch, wrapped in each
others’ arms and snuggled together.
Sometimes they made out, sometimes they just talked, and sometimes they
did nothing at all but be.
As
hundreds of such memories flashed through the back of his mind, the dual-haired
man drove his fingers through the bluenette’s hair to curl around the back o
Takao’s head and knead rhythmically. He
could feel moisture stinging his eyes behind the lids, as his eyes were closed, and he abruptly broke away from the familiarity
of Takao’s mouth, breathing hard and shuddering with emotion.
Sensing
the sudden desperation and wondering at the abrupt change, Takao opened his
eyes, blinking in confusion, and looked down at his lover in concern. “Kai? What’s wrong, itoshii?” His eyes widened when a small sob escaped the
older man under him. “Kai?!”
“Taka…”
Kai opened his eyes and they glistened in the low light of the moon shining
through the tiny barred windows. He had
to swallow back the tears as he met the younger man’s worried gaze.
“What
is it? Did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong?” Takao began checking him over frantically
when Kai didn’t answer. Giving a choked laugh, Kai caught his hands
and drew them to his chest, holding them there.
“I’m
okay, Taka, I’m just fine.” He reached
up and stroked Takao’s cheek. “I
just…I’ve missed you love.” Kai
explained in a thick voice, brushing his hair out of smoky blue eyes. “I can never say how much I have missed you.”
Takao
melted. He smiled and dipped his head to
kiss Kai once more tenderly. Then he
wiggled down so that he could cuddle up comfortably with his head resting on
Kai’s chest again.
“So
have I, Kai. I’ve
imagined this for so long now…remembered it.
And…even if we don’t get the chance to be like this for long, I…”
“Shh…” Kai hushed him, wrapping his arms around the
bluenette tightly. “We won’t think of
that. We’ll just take things one day at
a time, alright?”
Sighing,
Takao nodded and closed his eyes.
“Alright.”
****************
Kali’s Notes:
Well! That took a toll on my poor wrists. I’m going to have to
watch it or I’m going to develop carpal tunnel.
X__x Yeesh. Painful. Please
R/R!!!!
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