Shadows

AUTHOR\'S NOTE: Thank you all for the lovely reviews. They encourage me to make this fic good and arrange my scenes nicely, which is why it took me until today to upload Part Five. I was busy making sure scenes were in what seemed the "right" order to me.



As a result, there may be typos or um, repeated scenes? God I hope not, I think I went through and fixed errors enough so that scenes aren\'t mistakenly repeated. If so, please tell me!



Happy reading! :)



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SHADOWS



by lordoberon



Part Five



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Soubi\'s POV

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Soubi opened his eyes. He turned his head and saw Ritsuka standing in the doorway. To Soubi’s surprise the boy simply walked over. He opened the shower door, and slid in next to Soubi, letting himself and his clothes get wet. Soubi stood up from the wall and looked into Ritsuka’s eyes. That deep purple gaze was upset, and it made Soubi want to hold the boy close.



Ritsuka put his arms around Soubi and buried his face against Soubi’s chest. Soubi put his arms around Ritsuka, letting the boy cry it all out. They stood like that for a long time, and then Ritsuka pulled away. Without a word he left the bathroom and when Soubi returned to the room all dressed, his wet hair hanging over one shoulder, he found Ritsuka sitting on his bed.



Soubi slid next to Ritsuka on the bed, ruffling his hand in the boy’s wet hair. “You’re getting my bed all wet. Would you like a change of clothes?”



The boy shook his head. “No. Soubi…” He fell to the side so that his head rested on Soubi’s shoulder, and slid his right arm around Soubi’s waist.



“I thought about those boys,” Ritsuka said, “and how they beat me up…and I decided, I don’t want to fight them anymore. I’ve been fighting them in school, and it hurts. It hurts a lot. It’s not helping me heal, like you said I needed to. And I know I need to. So, I’m going to try to not be so angry anymore. Thank you for saving me, Soubi.”



Soubi smiled at Ritsuka. “I’ll always save you.”



Ritsuka laughed, and it was a giggling, cute sort of laugh. Soubi hadn’t heard that laugh in a long time, and it made him grin. “I know,” Ritsuka said, and when he put his head against Soubi’s shoulder again he sort of purred, like a cat.



Soubi shivered at the sound of that purr. It was a sexy sort of sound, low and satisfied. Quietly to himself, Soubi remarked, “I don’t remember purring when I had my ears.”



“You’ve forgotten a lot of things on ears, Soubi,” Ritsuka replied. “Don’t you remember science back in middle grade? They teach you about your body, the inside and the out…” Something changed in that moment, and Ritsuka’s body was suddenly a little tense leaning against Soubi.



“They teach you about your tail, too,” Ritsuka said, “…and your cat ears.”



Soubi smiled, reaching a hand over to brush against Ritsuka’s said ears. He held the tip of one of the cat ears between two fingers gently, and stroked up the whole ear with a thumb. That purring sound came again, and Soubi felt his body begin to have that warm feeling…where he was aware of all the little things about Ritsuka. Like the way the boy’s tail was wiggling a little fast now, and the way he played with his toes. The boy’s shirt was missing two buttons, and Soubi could see from his angle one of the boy’s nipples beneath the stiff starched cloth. Ritsuka was wearing the formal school uniform shirt today, but had matched it with a pair of tight black jeans. The shirt was white and now had blood stains on it.



The remembrance of his night with the boy, and the things Ritsuka had said as Soubi’s ministrations urged on his lustful dream…mmm…Soubi turned his body a little more towards Ritsuka and reached his other arm up and around Ritsuka’s neck to fondle the other cat ear.



The boy had closed his eyes now, and purred louder as Soubi began to really get into touching them. He had never heard Ritsuka purr before, and he had never touched Ritsuka’s ears with this much intent and force behind it. He was purposely rubbing his fingertips at the root now, and then up and down, softly stroking. The purrs came from deep inside Ritsuka, rolling long and deep whenever Soubi touched a particularly sensitive spot.



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Ritsuka’s POV

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Ritsuka hadn’t expected Soubi to start touching his ears this much. Now that Soubi had begun, he didn’t want Soubi to stop. Unintentionally he had brought up the subject of bodies, and school, and ears…and then he had remembered the tingling feeling, and had thought, What if it was because of Soubi? What if he…did something with me? But then wouldn’t I know?



He hadn’t meant to catch Soubi in the shower after eating that bowl of noodles, but he had wanted to be with Soubi and feel better. Only half awake, really, he had wandered into the bathroom. And when he stepped into the hot water it had woken him up. By then he had been in the shower stall with Soubi – naked Soubi! Holy cats! – and it had been too late to turn back. And in the end, Soubi had listened to him, and held him close, and Ritsuka felt better now. He had been having disturbing dreams in his sleep, and being in Soubi’s arms had chased all the dark things away. It wasn’t all resolved yet, of course. But Ritsuka felt a lot better now.



Especially with him touching my ears like this…



His limbs seemed to have a will of their own, for Ritsuka watched his hands reach out and cup Soubi’s face. His fingers pulled at Soubi’s chin, directing it down, and then he pushed his lips against Soubi’s. The man’s hands were still on Ritsuka’s ears, and a thumb still stroked one absentmindedly.



But then Ritsuka pushed his tongue into Soubi’s mouth, and as the heat and wet overwhelmed Ritsuka, Soubi moved his hands down to circle around Ritsuka’s waist. To Ritsuka’s surprise those hands moved up from his belt, touching the wallet chain for a second, and then pushed beneath Ritsuka’s school shirt, untucking the crisp white from Ritsuka’s jeans. Those hands moved up and down a little, finally resting directly over Ritsuka’s hips. He could feel Soubi’s palms on his sides, and those long fingers were actually a little beneath his jeans.



Wow…this is new! Ritsuka was excited, now. He pushed his tongue harder in Soubi’s mouth.



The wail of the teakettle came suddenly, wrecking the moment. Soubi slid out from underneath Ritsuka and clicked the stove off hurriedly. He turned back to Ritsuka with an apologetic smile, saying, “It’s old. It always whistles too late.”



A knock on the door threw everything off track, and Ritsuka watched in silent anger as Kio walked in.



Does he have to show up now?



Soubi sat down and began to speak quietly with Kio. Ritsuka didn’t know what Soubi was telling Kio, but he hoped he wasn’t saying that Ritsuka had been beaten up. Just the remembrance of it brought a flush of shame to Ritsuka’s face.



He turned away from the two of them, curling up on the bed. He didn’t mean to fall asleep, but somehow it happened.



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Ritsuka had slept for such a long time. Stress made him tired. He had slept the night, and woke up to a quiet breakfast with Soubi, but Soubi had been in a rush to get to class. Today was Friday; yesterday was Thursday, and for a second Ritsuka thought, Maybe I should go to school.



Soubi seemed to read that idea in Ritsuka’s eyes, for before he left, he said, “I want you to stay here today and rest. There’s lunch for you in the fridge. I’ll be back at around six o’clock this evening. Call me if you need anything.” He paused at the doorway, and then looked back and pecked Ritsuka a kiss on the cheek. “Anything,” he said with a smile.



Ritsuka closed the door after him, and ate. Then he did as Soubi said, and slept.



Now it was night again, and Ritsuka was trying to sleep. He tried very, very hard. He put an extra pillow under him at one point, but that only made his neck hurt. He tried the fetal position. He tried tossing off the blankets, but the cold woke him up even more. Finally, Ritsuka tried to sleep by resting his head on Soubi’s chest.



It was comforting to be next to Soubi, to put his body directly in contact with the man’s skin…Ritsuka shivered. The image of Soubi as Ritsuka had seen him on Thursday, naked, was floating in Ritsuka’s head. He was remembering how soft and wet Soubi’s skin had been. It now made Ritsuka want to put his mouth on Soubi’s skin and suck it, like one of those ice-pops so tasty in the summer…



A low moan broke past Ritsuka’s lips, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. With a groan he reached down and pushed his shorts down his leg, hefting his already hard cock in his hand. Ritsuka slid up the bed a little, and buried his nose in the sweet scent of Soubi’s hair. Trying to keep his breathing quiet, Ritsuka slowly stroked a thumb down his length. “Ahhh…”



He gripped it harder in his fist, and then began to slowly pump it, pushing his hips up in the air. The room was hot, and Ritsuka kicked the blankets from over his feet. He sat up on his knees, his breathing loud as he stroked his length up and down, faster and harder.



“Unnhh…f-faster…S-Soubi…”



Ritsuka was looking at the man sleeping beside him on the bed. That face was so serene in sleep. The limbs were long, and beneath a tight tanktop Ritsuka could see evident muscles. His eyes wandered down to Soubi’s crotch, and now he was gasping, so close to completion. With his eyes on Soubi’s lips he stroked his fingers deep into that hole again, moaning at the sensation, at how slick and hot his fingers got.



When he pulled his fingers out, he was tempted to push them in Soubi’s mouth, to see those luscious lips sucking…”Oh! Ohhh…” With a low groan, Ritsuka came in his hand, falling back to lie on the bed.



A deep flush reddened Ritsuka’s cheeks as he realized what he had just done, here in Soubi’s apartment, on Soubi’s bed, and with Soubi right next to him! Shit! But as Ritsuka looked at himself in the mirror after washing up, he couldn’t’ help laughing a little. Having all this Soubi around him, near him, had made it even hotter than usual. And the idea that it was forbidden…that he had to keep it secret…mmm.



Ritsuka had no trouble going to sleep after that.



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AUTHOR\'S NOTE: Agh, this fic just keeps getting longer! Maybe I should be submitting huge-ass chapters, but I don\'t feel like it. Then people have more to review on and maybe don\'t know what to say to it all?



I don\'t know, what do you think? Do shorter chapters help to make readers review, to have their thoughts well-formulated in their head (because there\'s less to take in)?



More soon! (Ahem, Part Six is up, I mean). Augh! There are going to be more than Six parts! ohh boy...and to think this started as a oneshot. >_< haha!