Japanese Hideaway

Alright Now that I know what is wrong with my back and I'm off the meds and doing PT I can start writing again. So I thought since it had been a few weeks I would give you a few chapters all in one go.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE GUYS FROM OR INU YASHA. KITSUNE AND SHI ARE MINE THOUGH.

CHAPTER THREE:

Kitsune looked out the window caught up in an absentminded daydream when his teacher called for him. He snapped to attention. "Yes Sensei."

"I would appreciate it if you would listen whe I make an announcement to the class in the future. Here is your new room assignment card. If you don't know where this dorm is located it is on the map that was given to you in your orientation folder."

"Thank you Sensei." He took the card from her hand and went back to his seat until the end of the class was signaled.

When the bell rang he rushed out the door and to his temporary room. He grabbed all of his stuff shoving it into his two duffel bags. If he hurried, he might still have time to go by the gym and work out. Kit wasn't really into the beefy muscled look, but he did enjoy lifting weights and was quite toned. Surprisingly, it was something he used to do on a regular basis with his father. His parents were both heart surgeons and believed in living healthy. It was also a way to spend time with his dad so it worked out fairly well.

He headed out of the room and dropped his keys off with the floor supervisor and quickly made his way to the new dorm on the other side of the campus. It was mostly upperclassmen, although the top two floors were for girls, and for a boy to be anywhere up there other than in the common room could result in disciplinary action.

I glanced at the doors searching for the one that matched the number on my slip of paper. When I found it I was surprised to see that the door was hanging wide open but far more surprised when I saw who was sitting on a couch in what could only be considered a small apartment. It was none other than Zechs. As Kit stepped up to the doorway he slowly knocked on the frame of the door.

Zechs turned and beckoned him into the room. "Treize, our new roomy is here." He called out. Treize stepped out of the bathromm, shirtless, running a towel through his damp hair.

"Hi, I'm Treize Kushranada and this is Zechs Merquise." He offered a hand to the younger boy.

Kit shook his hand, brirfly looking down at the floor. He was trying not to be embarrassed. He had always been shy, but since his last year in London he had grown painfully so. Treize pulled him in by the hand he was still gripping and said, "Come in, this is your place now as well. No need to stand in the doorway like someone selling cookies." Zechs just glanced up and waved at him and went back to watching his show on the tv.

Kitsune noticed that there was a microwave, coffee maker and mini-fridge in one corner with a small dinner table that could seat four, a loft bed with a desk underneath it and a very large king size bed in the other corner surrounded by shoji screens and glimpses of a few other pieces of furniture. "This is your bed here." Treize pointed out, "there is a chest of drawers and a small closet area built into it and a little ironing board that pulls out of the door. You can hook up a computer. There is also a high-speed modem that connects to the campus internet on that shelf over there, if you brought your computer. You are allowed to use the fridge and the microwave. The laundry is down the hall. Please ask before snatching any food that you didn't buy and please respect our privacy in the area that we have our bed and personal belongings. The common room for this floor is down the hall, turn left at the next hall and go strait. There is a full sized kitchen there you can use for food preparation and cooking, but don't leave anything there and clean up your mess." Treize stopped for a minute, apparently trying to think of what else he might have to say.

"As you may have noticed, the rooms here are somewhat bigger and the common room is much more well equipped and that is because the dorm is shared with the University students from the campus next to ours. We as high school students do not generally get such nice accommodations, but many of these rooms were not filled, so they let the schools upperclassmen have them. Why don't you go ahead and unpack and then we can discuss what we espect from you and you should expect from us as your mentors."

Kitsune nodded his head. "Yes, Sempai." The first thing he did was pull his laptop and the base out of his first duffel bag and set it up. Then he set out his books and put away his clothes. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the other two boys sitting on the couch talking quietly. Zechs was stroking his partner's leg lightly. The sight made Kitsune blush as he felt his body start to respond to the slightly erotic scene. He turned away and climbed up onto what was to be his bed, clumsily pulling sheets and his blankets onto the mattress. Trying to balance himself in the awkward position required without falling on the floor.

Kit's feelings were a little hurt by the less than warm greeting from Zechs, but he can't say that he was really shocked. After all, this was one of the most popular guys on campus. Why pay attention to some freshman. He was just fixing the last corner of his fitted sheet over the mattress when he stretched his back up to far and bumped his head on the ceiling. "Damn!" He lost his balance and rolled onto the bed holding the top of his head.

The boy felt someone pulling his hands away from his head and carefully proding fingers stroking through his hair. He looked up to see Zechs' concerned blue eyes looking back at him. "I think it might be a little tender, but I doubt you hit it hard enough to get a concussion." Seeing the puzzled look on Kit's face, Zechs started to explain.

"Sorry about earlier, I was taking notes on a lecture for an AP class that a professor was giving on out school channel and it was very complicated so I couldn't miss any of it." He smiled gently. "I am usually not so rude as to ignore someone that has just walked into the room, especially not my own roommate." He glanced back at the sofa as Kitsune slowly returned his smile.

"Let's go sit with Treize and we will explain how our living arrangements and this mentoring thing is supposed to work." He jumped off the lader and sat next to Treize on the oddly colored couch and patted the cushion next to him.

Trying not to appear hesitant or scared, Kitsune joined them on the couch and looked at then attentively. He waited for them to speak as he did not really have anything to input at the moment and he was naturally a quiet person.

"Well Takahashi-san, this will be the last time we address you as such. As we are to be roommates and live with each other for the next year at the very least, we will be going on a first name basis."

"Ok." Kit nodded his head in acceptance. He was used to the informality of England and the honorifics of calling each other by the last name seemed awkward to him anyway. He did not think to volenteer this information however.

"We are here to help you with any problems that you might have, somewhat like big brothers. We will help you with your schoolwork and make sure that you study, but we will also make sure that you rest and eat if you are not taking care of yourself very well. If you have needs you have to tell us so that we can accommodate them. There is a midnight curfew and it is enforced. If you want to have someone over, please let us know in advance." Treize explained to him. While both Kouga and Heero had managed to discover that the boy seemed to prefer other men to girls and that he had some traumatic experience in his past. They had not, as of yet found out what it was. Treize pitied the quiet boy next to him and hoped that this worked out.

Zechs stepped in to voice his own directives. "I am going to be veru blunt and upfront about this, Treize and I are gay. We are also a couple. While we may have occasionally have sex with someone else, we are very devoted to each other. I hope that this doesn't cause any problems for you. If it does, then you need to say so right away so we can find you another room assignment." is serious face showed a hard edge underneath the surface. He would not take nastiness from anyone because of his love life.

"It's alright." Kitsune replied softly, turning his eyes to the floor. "I am too." His face grew hot with shame. He did not find it easy to admit that fact to anyone. The sense of shame and pain had started when he had been faced with his sister's condemnation and when total strangers outside the court room had said horrible things to him. His heart was battered and he had started to hate that part of himself.

Treize easily read the expresion on the younger boy's face. "Look," he said with a strong tone of voice. "I don't want to seem cruel, but here are some things you should be aware of. This is not Europe or the States, and the rules of the western culture do not apply here." Kitsune looked up at him confusion swimming in his dark blue eyes.

"In Japan, homosexuality has been accepted as a normal part of life for well over a thousand years. It is not taboo and it is not disparaged. Historically, love between two men was considered to be the purest form of love. In this country the gender of the person you love is not important. It is your love that is important. While people do not express themselves as openly in public, the people of Japan do not have even a tiny portion of the hang ups on sex and love that western civilizations do."

"It's true." Zechs added. "Western civilization has used it's religions since the dawn of time to make taboos and sins regarding sex and love, because of this have made it difficult for many to express themselves freely, with real feelings and lover. Japanese religions do not make these things or most forms of sex taboo. However, it does seem that because of popular culture and the way gay men are portrayed that there is a strong association with cross-dressing and sometimes transgender roles. So occasionally there can be misunderstandings that lead to insults. But people will leave you alone about your sexual preferences for the most part.

"As your mentors and hopefully your friends. We want you to feel good about yourself and to help you do your best in all things. So please don't worry so much about whom you can and can't love and just love who you love. You will be much happier." Treize reached across Zechs and held onto Kitsune's hand as he spoke. Kitsune felt tears leaking from his eyes as he finally realized that he had found a sanctary of sorts. A place where he did not need to fear or hide his true self; a place where he could live with acceptance and have peace and joy without worry or condemnation. He smiled through his tears, the first time he had really simled in months.

His roommates smiled back at him, glad that they had a break through with their young fox. Not knowing that the problem was far more complicated then dealing with old social morals. Still for Kitsune, it was the start to healing his emotional scars.


CHAPTER FOUR:

Shi sat down next to Kit at the wortable in the arts class as they waited for the teacher to make his appearance. Another couple walked in and the girl waved them over. "Hey guys. There is room over here." Shi pointed at the empty seats across from her and Kit. The two boys exchanged glances and shrugged before walking over. Kit belatedly noticed that they were holding hands.

"Hi Trowa and Quatra." Shi smiled in delight. "This is a new transfer student. His name is Kitsune Takahashi. He just moved here from England." She announced to the couple. Turning to Kitsune she pointed at both of the boys who were watching her with patient amusement. "The cute little uke blond is Quatra, which is just like the number four in French. And the green eyed, brown haired sweetie next to him is Trowa." Both boys rolled their eyes. They had obviously been around Shi quite a bit, as they did not protest her odd form of introduction.

Kit bowed his head politely and said 'hello', with a small smile. The boys seemed to be quite nice. The teacher entered the room and everyone turned to listen. It was an advanced art class that allowed for independent study and encouraged the exploration of mediums. They would receive only one assignment that quarter. They were to make a series of three pieces that had a central theme using different medium for each piece. Kit's mind was racing, he had already started preliminary designs for a couple of pieces that were haunting the back of his mind, but the first one was very complicated and would definitely require assistance. He would also need to do some more research and learn more about the technique he figured would work best for the piece. He was absorbed in his thoughts when a small hand appeared waving in front of his face. "Oh, huh?" He gasped and jerked back in surprise.

"I asked if you had any ideas." Quatre repeated his question with a little giggle.

"I have a couple of ideas, but one is really complicated so I don't know how I will be able to accomplish it properly." Shi stared at him in surprise.

"That is the most I think I have ever heard you say in a conversation." Shi told him in amazement. Kit looked at her with a small grimace.

"Am I really that quiet?" He cocked his head to the side. "How odd. I didn't realize it." He broke off at that and filed it away for further refelaction at a later time.

"Being quiet is ok. Heaven knows, Trowa doesn't talk mucc either. But that could be because he just likes to listen and feel what is going on around him and likes the silence." Quatre volunteered, jabbing his elbow into his boyfriends ribs. Trowa just glanced at him with an unconcerned look and sat working on something in his sketchbook.

Shi laughed. "If he likes silence so much how did he end up with you?" Shi pointed at Quatre.

"Beats me." He grined happily.

As the class went on and people sketched out ideas and plans in their notebooks, Kit began to feel more relaxed around the other two boys. He discovered through the incessant chatter that they were both his age although Quatre looked much younger and that they had been attending the same schools with each other since they were in kindergarden. It seemed that they had been living in each other's back pockets since day one, but they thrived on it. They were the most closely bonded pair Kit had ever met.

Trowa at first seemed standoffish in his quietness. But it became apparent over the two hour class that he was a very serene individual. The boy radiated calm and oddly enough, Kit felt that spiritual energy that was apparent around highly spiritual people. He just barely cought the brief mention of the other boy studying to be a Shinto priest from Quatre. That peaked his interest as well. It was a religion that he wanted to learn about, especially since it influenced so much of the Japanese culture and art. He decided to get to know the other two boys better if he had the opportunity and perhaps he could ask Trowa some questions. Kitsune wasn't one to discuss such personal matters with someone he had just met.

After class was over he made his way to the weight room and started in on his daily routine. At the far end of the room he saw Kouga working out and talking to another boy with long auburn hair in a thick braid. The other boy had his shirt off, skin gleamed and muscles bunched under his skin as he moved. Kit could hardly tare his eyes away from the sight. He wished he had his sketchbook with him. The other boy would make such a great model. He sighed and looked away, not wanting the unknown guy to see him staring and get all bent out of shape over it or something. He quickly finished off his routine and headed into the shower to clean up before lunch.

Duo noticed the other boy glance at him occasionally as he looked in the mirror. He smirked. 'That one will be an easy conquest, if I play my cards right.' He considered playing through different scenarios to get the unfamiliar pretty boy into his bed.

Unaware of the plans being made behind him, Kitsune strolled towards the lunchroom, absentmindedly humming a tune.


CHAPTER FIVE:

Those two were so loud. Kitsune tried to sleep. He had tucked his ear bud headphones in and turned on the soothing thunderstorm CD. While this did block out most of the noise coming from his roommates bed area, it wasn't 100%. He could still hear the occasional husky moan. It didn't help the light from a window behind the screen made their shadows visible. Kitsune could see the silhouettes dancing over each other. Shadow hands curessing shadow bodies. It was sinfully erotic. He didn't want to watdh such a private moment, but he couldn't help himself. His eyes were drawn to the scene. He didn't even realize he was stroking himself. His mind was imagining their hands on him. Touching him, their bodies possessing his, bringing him to new highs. He felt the warm liquid as his orgasm shook through him, at the same time Treize pounded into Zechs for the final time reveling in their own orgasms. THey did not hear his small moan; their own sounds of completion drowning out the small noise. Kitsune pulled a small hand towel out from under his pillow and wiped himself off. He sighed quietly to himself envious of the other two and their relationship. He threw the towel to the end of his bed and relaxed as his CD and hormones made him drowsy.

This was becoming a regular part of his routine, as much as going to class or eating lunch with Shi. It was rare when his roommates did not indulge in sex before sleeping. They were lucky in the way the small apartment was located. Few, if actually anyone heard the noise they made, except Kit. It was starting to make him feel lonely.

Either Treize or Zechs would often help him with his homework or sit and watch TV with him. Sometimes one of them would stand or sit so close he could feel the heat radiating from the skin of the other boy. He talked to them more now. He had grown to trust them over the past two months. But he wanted more. It was obvious to everyone, but himself and maybe his roommates that Kitsune was infatuated with both of them. If they did know they ignored it and treated him as a younger brother. It was frustrating. Kitsune had considered flirting with them briefly, however the fact that they had such a strong relatioship with each other and had not given him any cues that they were interested in including him, dissuaded him from further consideration of trying to get their attention in that way




alright there you go a few chapters. So feed the author and since I have time I my hands I can update. So review and I post