Stickers

Stickers
By: Authoress K. C.

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...I LOVE STICKERS AT HOT TOPIC! *cough* Yeah... I went to the mall with Ciara. I can't help myself from browsing the hilarious stickers. I buy them too. Don't own, make no money. Enjoy Minna!
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Daisuke smiled to himself, taking out the small black, gray and white bag with the store's logo on it. He pulled out a sticker, peeled off the backing and made sure it was smooth before he put it on his notebook. Then he laughed slightly.

"I Look Wierd But I'd Kick Your Ass On Jeapordy."

Daisuke jumped and whipped around, finding icy blue eyes glinting sharply down at him from behind his sort-of-friend's glasses. Daisuke blushed and nodded.

"Yeah... Its funny, ne Satoshi?"

The boy reluctantly nodded, without a hint of amusement and watched while Daisuke put another on his binder cover.

"The More You Disapprove, The More Fun It Is For Me. What are you doing that I should disapprove of, Niwa?"

"Nothing! Its just a sticker!"

"Then why did you buy it. You must have a reason, otherwise it would not seem so funny to you."

"It just is, okay?"

"...Fine. I will not press you now. The bell is going to ring."

Daisuke watched the other boy leave and sighed, putting his book back in his bookbag.

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Daisuke giggled softly and pointed to the sticker that said: I'm No Longer A Danger To Society. He paid for it and walked out, pulling out his folder and putting it on the cover. It looked like someone had slapped it on with yellow paint on a black background. All their funny worded stickers were black backgrounds.

He stopped outside a stall with jewelry on it and bought a necklace with a dagger shaped pendant that had some swirly design around the top, a black gem thing in the center of the crosstrees and looked almost like a cross. It had two chains running from the pommel and a chain on each of the crosstrees. On each side, two chains met and were fastened at a black gem then merged into one chain with a crabclaw clasp.

A voice behind him appraised his choice.

"Cheap costume jewelry. Why are you buying it."

Daisuke smiled and paid for the item, then fastened it around his neck.

"I think it's interesting."

"Hn. I suppose."

Daisuke walked off, seeing Satoshi in the outter edge of his vision, the silent and extreamly cold boy's presence a strange comfort. He beat down any thought for later, when Satoshi wasn't around.

"So, where did you go?"

"Hn. Here."

Daisuke blinked as they stopped in front of the door to Satoshi's apartment. A small, unmarked bag was thrust at him. He took it and blinked as Satoshi almost ran up to his door and darted in. He opened the bag, and took out a sticker.

I AM NOT INFANTILE... YOU STINKY-BUTT POOP-HEAD!

Daisuke laughed out loud, putting the sticker in the bag. He got home, told his mother he was okay, and went up to his room. He sat on his bed, took out the sticker and read it out loud, laughing a little.

"I AM NOT INFANTILE... YOU STINKY-BUTT POOP-HEAD!"

He grinned and sat it with his books for tomorrow. He streached out on his back, and stared blankly at the ceiling. Satoshi bought him a sticker, when he didn't even think there was a reason to buy them.

"The More You Disapprove, The More Fun It Is For Me. You would disapprove, I know it... But its not fun..."

He sighed, smiling, conjuring up a picture of his friend. Pale ivory skin, ice blue hair, bluest blue eyes behind thinly framed glasses, so cold, like ice, but he was probably so hot to touch. Too hot. Daisuke would never be able to get close enough.

As he'd expected, his heart tore, pain lancing through him at his slightly dispairing thoughts. He went back to when Satoshi had given him the bag. He'd been almost, almost smiling. He'd shoved it into his face, but those blue eyes had been almost warm, blazing for Satoshi.

And he had turned, rushing so quickly to his door, as though he were afraid his gift would be rejected. Daisuke could never reject a gift from Satoshi. Never. Not even if it were the crulest words in the world. He could easily imagine them coming from the cold boy.

"I do not love you. How idiotic."

He turned on his side, clutched his pillow and cried himself to sleep.

He woke with a smile. It was morning, a new start, everything was fresh and clean. He opened his window, and leaned out, inhaling the fresh scent of morning. Then his mother called through his door.

"Close that window before you make yourself ill. Get ready for school or you'll be late."

Daisuke smiled and left his window open, got dressed, picked up his things and the sticker, went out and down the the kitchen, hugged his mother, said good bye to grandfather and left to meet Satoshi. The boy was just coming from his house.

He fell in with Daisuke and they walked silently to school. When they got there, Daisuke went to his seat, took out his binder, and Satoshi's sticker. He went through his notebooks, his folders and everything else. Nothing seemed good enough for Satoshi's sticker.

Then he smiled. He closed his binder, peeled the backing off, and stuck it neatly above the other sticker on his binder. He heard something behind him and Satoshi stood there, staring down at him. Daisuke smiled.

"Whats wrong, Satoshi?"

"Nothing. Why would there be anything wrong."

Daisuke smiled and looked back at his binder, smoothing three fingers over the new sticker on it.

"No reason, but usually you're saying something about my stickers."

"You have too many."

"Never. And this is my favorite."

He tapped the one he'd recieved and that sound came from behind. A slightly awed sigh. He glanced back and the softness of Satoshi's normally cold features warmed him till his toes curled. Then the boy's face was blank, but not before Daisuke saw the sweet longing in those blue eyes, the faintly upward tilt of the boy's mouth.

He smiled and traced the words.

"I AM NOT INFANTILE... YOU STINKY-BUTT POOP-HEAD!"

He murmured them softly, laughing. Then he pointed to the speaker.

"Bell's gonna ring."

"Hn. I'm going."

Daisuke smiled and watched the boy walk to his desk a few people to the right of him. then the bell rang and he concentrated on class.

Once school was out, he walked home with Satoshi. The boy paused infront of his apartment, pulled another unmarked bag from his pocket and held it out, less abruptly than before.

"Here..."

Daisuke took it and opened it. He looked up and Satoshi was paused with his hand on the door. He pulled out the small black and white shiny thing and laughed.

"I'M A FREAK. TOUCH ME."

The sound of the door closing make him look up and he smiled.

"Thanks."

He pulled out his binder and put the sticker on the cover, then slid it back in and went home. This time, when he lay on his bed, he thought of the soft, almost sweet expression on Satoshi's face when he'd said that the sticker Satoshi had given him was his favorite. He smiled and went to sleep without crying.

He woke up early, and was dressed when his mother called him. He came out, shut the door, hugged her, went down and said good bye to grandpa, then left. He knocked on Satoshi's door and the boy answered it. He had just gotten up, his hair was a mess, his glasses were about to drop off his nose and he wore a pair of pajama pants that were blue and had little black and white cows on them.

"Good morning Satoshi!"

The boy grunted and held the door open. Daisuke walked in and was hit with the idea of a hospital. The place was white, sterile and almost like no one lived there. He smiled anyhow, as he spotted Satoshi's doorway. He put his coat on the hook by the door, his bag by his shoes, and went in the boy's room. He opened the dark curtains, lifted the window and turned on the overhead light. The room was a mess, dirty clothes and items everywhere. Obviously this is where Satoshi lived. Daisuke smiled.

Going into the kitchen he found the boy hurridly finishing homework and drinking coffee. He also saw a phone. He lifted it, took away Satoshi's cup and called the school.

"Hello. Satoshi-kun is sick, this is Niwa Daisuke, his friend. He won't be coming in today. Yes, I'm going to stay here and take care of him, please excuse me? Thank you very much. Good bye."

He hung up, pushed Satoshi into the bathroom and smiled. He found some clean clothes and put them in the boy's arms.

"Take your time and get a bath. We're going to spend a nice normal day at home."

He laughed at the odd look in Satoshi's face and then went into the boy's room. He found a basket that was full of clothes so he looked for the laundry. He found a washer and dryer in a back room. He put the basket in there, and found an empty one. He went into Satoshi's room, gathered all the clothes on the floor, the furniture, under the bed and everywhere else, and took them into the laundy room. He had a load of white going when he went into the bathroom, determined not to nosebleed.

Satoshi was streached out in a tub that was steaming hot. His hair was wet, he'd obviously gone under and came back up and was just laying there. The room was filled with steam and Daisuke quickly got too warm. He shed his long sleeved sweater and was clad only in his thin white t-shirt. He knelt down, took the clean wash cloth folded on the side and the blue soap that smelled lovely and dipped them in the water. The sound disturbed Satoshi, who started.

Daisuke smiled and pulled the boy so he was sitting up straight and started moving the cloth over the blue-haired boy's back in a gentle circular motion. The boy seemed to wilt, all the tenseness so apparent in the slight form melting away. Apparently Satoshi worked too hard. Daisuke fianlly lay the boy back so the water would wash away the soap and then pressed the cloth and the soap into his hands.

"Wash up. I'm going to go rotate the laundry."

He left the room, grabbing his sweater on the way. He turned up the thermostat and pulled his sweater back on, beating down the rosy flush that had came to his face in the warmth of the bathroom. He put the white clothes in the dryer, and put the light colors in the washer. He went back into Satoshi's room, and gathered all the dishes and took them into the kitchen.

He cleared out the sink and ran hot water and put in some dishsoap. He finished the dishes quickly and had them laying on towels to dry, as he'd found no dish drainer in any of the cabnets. He went back into the laundry room, took the whites out and put them on the counter, put the lights in the dryer, and put the dark colors in the washer.

He had all the whites folded when the two appliances went off. He piled the lights on the counter, put the darks in the dryer and folded the lights. When they were done being folded, the darks were done drying and he folded those.

They all fit into the one basket, so he carried them into the hallway, put them outside the door, went in and cleaned out all the trash, put the trash out by the curb to be picked up and then took the clothes into the room. He sat the basket on the bare bed and went back into the bathroom.

It was still much hotter than the rest of the house, which had warmed considerably, so that Daisuke had divested himself of the sweater in the midst of doing laundry. Satoshi was finishing washing his blue hair. Daisuke batted away the boy's hands and gently started to scrub the boy's hair, using his fingers to massage the soap in and rubbing the boy's head in circular motions.

The boy slowly relaxed, and was almost asleep when Daisuke shoved him under the water, and then brought him back up spluttering and glaring balefully at the giggling boy with auburn hair and chocolate eyes. His skin was already flushed with the heat of his bath, so that happy face so close to his didn't do much but make him turn a brighter shade of red.

Daisuke got up and left the room, opening all the drawers and putting all the other boy's clothes away. He'd found some board games and a deck of cards.

He made the bed and put a soft stuffed teddy bear on the pillow. He'd found it under the bed and it was cute. He folded some pajamas and slid them under a pillow and then turned out the light, left the window open and went around the house, opening windows to the relaxing heat of the day.

He smiled a little more when Satoshi came out of the bathroom in a pair of jeans and a light blue shirt with bare feet and wet hair. Daisuke got the odd impression of being a housewife and this sent him into fits of giggles. The oddly curious expression on Satoshi's face wasn't helping.

He led the boy to the neat and tidy room that was his bed room and laughed again when the boy stared in shock at the carpet that Daisuke had revealed. The quiet, mater-of-fact comment made Daisuke collapse to the floor laughing.

"It's red."

Once he'd gotten back up, he led the boy to the stark, bare living room, and pulled out a game.

"We're going to play scrabble first, then have lunch, then we'll play cards."

They were eatting lunch when Satoshi finally spoke again.

"Why are you bothering."

"Well, your room REALLY needed cleaned, and I really didn't think you needed to go to school you looked very bad. So, I desided to help out and clean while you relaxed and then thought maybe we could hang out around the house. Is that okay?"

"Hn. I don't-- understand."

"What don't you understand?"

"Why, you care so much. How can you."

"I don't know, I just do. You're my friend Satoshi, I'm not going to just abandon you or something. Not a chance."

"Hn... I still... I don't get it... This caring... Why do you care so much about ME."

"I just, do. Like I said you're my friend, I care about my friends."

"Oh..."

"Look, if you really don't understand, tell me what you're thinking."

"I'm thinking... That no one has ever done this for me before... No one has ever came to my house to make me, feel better. I do not feel good today, I hurt and I do not understand it."

"What hurts?"

Daisuke stood and went around the table.

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Satoshi was staring absently into his cup of tea when soft hands landed on his shoulders, pulling him from his chair. Those sweet chocolate eyes were filling his vision and concern ran deep within them. He stared into them, having no excuse now for his slight blush.

He forced himself to turn his head away, to close his eyes. Soft fingers turned his head but his eyes remained shut for a few moments... Until something soft touched his mouth.

His blue eyes flew open and he found that Daisuke was slightly kissing him. He stared into chocolate eyes and then kissed the boy back a bit. He found that his hands had went to the boy's shoulders and then had he not been holding onto Daisuke, he would have fallen, his legs having lost all power of holding him up as Daisuke pressed his mouth to Satoshi's harder, parting their lips and sliding a warm tounge into Satoshi's mouth.

Satoshi moaned softly, his eyes falling shut as the boy kissed him. Then arms wrapped around him and lifted him off the ground and the boy's mouth left him. He knew he was being carried and finally was lain down on something soft.

He opened his eyes to see Daisuke leaning over him with a delighted little smile. The boy's words were something of a mystery to him.

"So cold, but hot to touch... I was right..."

The boy's mouth took his own and he moaned, clutching the boy's shirt, whining under the boy's gentle assult. The boy's tounge was everywhere and he found his own answering it, touching back. His eyes closed again and he seemed to loose himself.

The rush of air over his skin drew him back again, when he noticed Daisuke had removed his shirt. He blinked up at the boy as the gentle fingers removed Satoshi's glasses and set them neatly on the table by the bed. Then the boy discarded the thin white t-shirt he wore and slid soft hands over Satoshi's skin. Satoshi found himself arching into the gentle touch, whimpering again.

Those sweet lips caught his again and this time the kisses didn't stop at his mouth, they continued down to his chest and the boy's hot tounge touched his nipples, causing him to arch and whimper softly.

"Dai- Daisuke..."

He found the boy's name riding his breathless cries. He whimpered the sweet name and writhered as the boy's hands unfastened his jeans and pulled them off, along with his boxers. He whimpered a little louder when a soft hand wrapped around him and that hot mouth wrapped around the top.

"Daisuke!"

He almost cried as the boy began to lightly suck on him, dipping down to take all of him into the warm, wet heat of his wonderful mouth. He reflexivly bucked his hips upwards then came back to the bed with a slight thump. Then the boy left and he whined softly.

"Please...."

"Shh, I'm not done yet, Sato-chan..."

He noticed that the boy had tossed his pants away some time along the way and the boy's hot length slid against his thigh. He reached out and gently wrapped hesitant fingers around the Daisuke lightly stroking him. He heard the boy moan softly and the boy buried his face in the cuve of Satoshi's throat, that hot tounge flicking out to taste sweat slicked skin.

He felt the soft, nipping little kisses Daisuke rained on his shoulder and throat. He stroked Daisuke a little harder and a little faster. He heard the boy moans increase and the boy pulled his hand away gently.

"Sato-chan..."

Satoshi found the boy hovering over him, a gentle smile on the auburn-haired boy's face. Those chocolate eyes sparkled softly, but with bottomless lust in them. The boy pulled Satoshi close, brushing against his opening. Satoshi closed his eyes and whined softly as Daisuke pushed gently into him. Soft kisses rained down on his face and Daisuke whispered softly in his ear.

"Relax... It won't hurt for very long, just relax... Sato-chan..."

Those lips closed over his and those sweet kisses distraced him until the boy brushed something inside him that made him tear his mouth away and cry out softly.

"Daisuke!!"

The boy moaned softly and pulled out, thrusting back in and hitting that something. Satoshi grabbed the head board, thrust his body tighter with Daisuke's, moaning.

"More... Please, Daisuke..."

It was probably lame as all hell, but it was all he could think of. The boy obliged, thrusting faster and harder into him. Soon they were both crying out softly. Satoshi felt warmth flooding into him while he came over his stomach and the hand that Daisuke had wrapped around him.

They stayed still for a long time, before Daisuke pulled away and leaned over the bed. Satoshi watched him as he pulled up a towel and cleaned them both up. Then the boy smiled and streached out next to him, his arms open.

Satoshi hesitated, then put his arms around the boy's waist and leaned into him. The boy's arms wrapped around him and the boy kisssed the top of his head, whispering with a slight giggle into his ear.

"The More You Disapprove, The More Fun It Is For Me."

Satoshi snorted softly.

"Mother."

"Mm hmm!"

Satoshi smiled and closed his eyes. He started to fall asleep.

"I wasted...my bath..."

"We can take another one when we wake up..."

"We."

"Well, I can always just go home..."

"We is fine."

"Thought so. Good night, Sato-chan."

"Oyasumi... Dai-chan."

Satoshi slept for the first time in a long time without help.

~OWARI~

Umm... SPORK! SPRITE! *falls over laughing then zonks out* ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz................................................

K. C. *muah!*