Rain

AN:
Yes, Finally! XD An update! Actually, I thought I was more caught up on the chapters, but apparently I had one more I could have uploaded. So you get a long(er than usual) chapter this time!

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Hakkai awoke the next morning with two strong arms around him and long locks of hair over his cheek that were not his. He started panicking. The last thing he recalled clearly was Banri raping him and he struggled to get free of the offending arms.

“O-oi!” Gojyo said groggily as he woke up and tightened his arms around Hakkai so he couldn’t escape, fearing more that he would injure himself if he did. “Calm down!”

Hakkai thrashed when the arms grew tighter but the voice registered in his head as a comfort zone and he calmed down. His eyes widened and he recalled Gojyo helping him after the incident. Gojyo held him tight and started stroking his shoulder. After several seconds the arms rolled him over so he faced Gojyo and Gojyo pulled him close to his chest. The hands now stroking up and down his back. He tucked Hakkai’s head under his chin.

“Hakkai, who hurt you last night?” Gojyo pressed again as he soothed the youkai in his arms. He then realized he was holding something that could ultimately tear him apart in seconds if it so pleased in his arms, but for some reason… that didn’t scare him. “C’mon Hakkai…”

The converted youkai simply curled up in the redhead’s arms shivering but not out of cold. It was trauma. To hell with what’s right and wrong. To hell with his carefully guarded feelings. He didn’t care if Gojyo threw him out after this he just… needed to be close to Gojyo. Gojyo meant comfort and he needed comfort now more than anything. “…just…hold me please.” Hakkai finally said softly, just above a whisper.

Gojyo was dumbfounded hearing that come from the man in his arms. Usually that plea originated from a woman held close to the hanyou’s heated body. She begs to be held closer. Warm supple breasts pressed against his sweat slicked hot skin. Her hair clinging to her back. His own hair clinging to his skin. Her hot breath caressing his neck. Those green eyes looking up at him. Soft warm lips parted in slightly. His fingers twining in short chocolate locks. The brunette’s soft voice uttering sounds of pleasure… Gojyo snapped out of his little stupor when he realized his very own body was reacting to the thoughts. And not the thoughts of a woman… His little fantasies shifted from some random one night stand chick to… the very brunette he held in his arms.

“Ah, H-Hakkai… Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. Ya know? We’re both dudes.” Gojyo’s voice broke the silence resembling shattered glass. His tone reminded him of a nervous woman. He brought the back of his hand to his mouth and bit his knuckle slightly to shut himself up but it was already too late. Hakkai had already heard him.

“Gojyo, I understand. And I know I have no right to ask any favors of you after everything you’ve done for me but could you allow me one more act of kindness?” He asked softly, nuzzling into Gojyo’s chest slightly with his eyes closed.

The youkai looked entirely at ease, how could Gojyo deny him? The redhead took a deep breath before nodding his head only to realize Hakkai couldn’t hear his head rattling, though sometimes he wondered if he could. “Hai.” Gojyo’s pulse began to race in his chest trying to anticipate what Hakkai was going to ask him.

“Will you… hold me for a while longer? Please?” Hakkai asked softly, his slender fingers grasped Gojyo’s shirt tightly expecting Gojyo to reject him and throw some nasty insults his way. He expected to be dropped to the floor as he was shoved away with a retort comparable to ‘I ain’t gay you prick!’ But to his surprise none of the above occurred. As a matter of fact, Gojyo held him closer and stroked his back tenderly, brushing away any sense of insecurity he had been harboring. “Gojyo?”

At first there was silence. Gojyo was rendered inaudible by the fear that his voice may betray his emotions about the current situation. Several excruciatingly long minutes passed and Hakkai began to worry that he truly was going to be tossed to the ground when the redhead realized he was holding a man in his arms.

“What does this mean?” Gojyo’s voice seemed louder than it actually had been in the dead silence. It was as if everything around the pair had gone completely still in order to hear the answer. There was not a sound to be heard throughout the entire house.

Hakkai wasn’t entirely sure what this meant either. The silence between them seemed to be screaming in their ears. Each passing second added ten pounds to the weight on their chests. Gojyo anticipated the youkai would snap to his senses and realize he wasn’t in the arms of his dead lover but those of a wretched half-breed. A male half-breed none the less. “I don’t know.” Hakkai finally responded in a soft whisper which wouldn’t have been heard had it not been so deathly silent. Both males relaxed at that answer. It told Gojyo that Hakkai was thinking and conscious. It also told Gojyo that Hakkai wouldn’t reject him. At least not right now, and that was good enough for him.

***

Several days passed accompanied by several nights which were spent… together. Together… In the same bed… each and every night… Hakkai grasped his head as he couldn’t quiet comprehend this very well. Two men were sharing a bed. No… it’s more complex than that. Two men shared one bed… these two men not only shared beds but feelings… But to him it felt as if things had always been this way. They were so comfortable in each other’s arms… in each other’s beds… in each other’s hearts… It was almost as if they’d been this close for hundreds of years. It didn’t make sense to him. Perhaps it wasn’t meant to. The brunette’s thought’s started to run rampant throughout his mind giving him one of the worst headaches.

A hand on his shoulder brought his attention back to the room and he looked up at the owner of that hand. It was the redhead. “Oi… You think too hard, man. I could hear the gears grinding. If you’re not careful you’ll cause a meltdown.” The brunette nodded in agreement when Gojyo finished his lecture.

“I just… My body… I don’t understand it. I mean, Kanan…” Hakkai began but stopped abruptly. He looked up at Gojyo sternly. A gaze that told Gojyo if he answered whatever it was in the wrong way it could cause a complete and total loss of everything. “Gojyo… We… What are ‘we’? There is a ‘we’ isn’t there? After it happened… You more or less admitted you had feelings for me, correct?” Silently, Gojyo nodded. “So… does that mean we’re… in a relationship now?”

That’s when Gojyo decided it was all or nothing. “No, not yet. Acknowledging it is just the first step. If you want to pursue a relationship with me then we both have to agree then one of us has to make the move.” He could feel his halfbreed heart beating terrifyingly fast in his chest.

Hakkai could hear his heartbeat and sighed softly. He guessed that was an acceptable answer. He really had been worried that the idea of a relationship would scare Gojyo away but was pleasantly relieved to know it didn’t. But the reply posed the next question… “Which one of us makes the move first?”

Gojyo nodded to himself. He knew the question had been coming. And in that knowledge he had been trying to ponder an answer for it but wasn’t too sure as to the answer. His heart began to hammer even faster in his chest, though he wasn’t sure how that was possible. He swallowed the knot in his throat and brushed back his crimson hair nervously. “Hakkai, umm… Would… would you… like to go on a date?” He’d never asked this before… well, that wasn’t true. He’d asked it before but this time was different. He’d never intended on actually following through with a relationship. These ‘dates’ were usually just to get in some chicks pants then ditch her. But this time really was different.

Hakkai’s large green eyes almost seemed to sparkle as those words tumbled nervously from the redhead’s mouth. He nodded happily. “O-of course!”

Gojyo let out a sigh and hugged his ‘lover’.

***

It had been two days since the first date which had been followed promptly by a second one. Hakkai’s spirits had risen several degrees since then and he even seemed to be healing better. He passed through the marketplace to pick up a few things for dinner that night with Gojyo on their third ‘date’ and suddenly felt eyes on him. He was being followed. Hakkai assumed that as long as he stayed in a populated area, his stalker wouldn’t confront him outright, but that also meant he couldn’t return home just yet. He began pondering the safest way to have an encounter with this person when he felt a heavy arm drop around his shoulders. The smell of alcohol was strong as the owner breathed next to his ear.

“Yo! Pretty boy… Didja miss me?” The light haired demon slurred in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “You know… I thought maybe our little ‘time’ together had taught you a lesson but it seems your skull is thicker than even Gojyo’s. He’s been even scarcer than before…” The arm tightened around Hakkai’s neck. “Or are you doing it on purpose? Itching for another good hard fucking?

Hakkai mentally smacked himself while the only expression on his face was carefully restrained agitation. “Banri-san… I would appreciate it if you would leave us alone.” He growled softly at the youkai. He couldn’t react as violently as he’d wished he could. Not only were there too many innocent bystanders around, he still had that haunting wound in his stomach and as long as Banri knew it was there, he’d have an advantage.

The demon let his other hand crawl across Hakkai’s body to land over his wounded stomach lightly, with the looming threat of agitating the injury while the other remained around his neck. “I can’t do that. I have needs.” He snarled and put some slight pressure on Hakkai’s wound.

The brunette couldn’t escape the slight throbbing that started up in his gut. This wound made him so vulnerable. It was incredibly frustrating to him. He was helpless as Banri dragged him into an alleyway and was roughly pinned him to a wall. “I’m warning you…” Hakkai growled, one last effort to attempt to seem like he had the upper hand.

“You’re warning me? You got some balls, Mr. Proper.” He sneered and reached down to grope Hakkai roughly. Hakkai clenched his jaw to stifle a whimper and reacted before he even realized it. His arm cocked back then delivered a blow to the youkai’s jaw, sending him stumbling backwards.

Hakkai stepped away from the wall and glared at the demon. “I gave you a warning…” He stated frigidly and started to leave.

“I’ll make you regret that you little prick!” Banri seethed and rubbed his cheek. Damn! That guy could really throw a punch if he was provoked.

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