Together Itsumo NC-17

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The other was in-between his legs and it confused Chiaki as to why Devon would do this. He didn’t find anything interesting about doing something like this. It wasn’t until something brushed up against him that he felt hot again. He gave a very loud moan and wondered how it was Devon knew exactly what to do to him. The other’s touches burned. They made him want to explode even more and Chiaki wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do about this. When the other told him to relax, Chiaki wondered what the man was going to do. As he felt the other’s finger in him, Chiaki couldn’t help but squirm. It didn’t exactly hurt, but it was very uncomfortable. He didn’t know why Devon had said it’d hurt. Sure it was odd, but it didn’t hurt yet. It felt worse when the other’s hand moved. He was being stretched out he supposed, though he had no idea why. He wanted to tell the other not to do this, but he didn’t want to stop either. He was sure it’d get better soon and Devon had already warned him. He tried to breathe normally and not panic like Devon asked of him. It was hard to keep calm when he was in this sort of situation, but he was surprisingly able to relax. He was still uncomfortable with having something in him, but it was less uncomfortable when he relaxed. He trusted Devon.

The other seemed to know what he was doing and Chiaki was just plain confused at this point. It wasn’t that he wasn’t enjoying this like Devon, but he didn’t know why it felt good or what he was doing. He concentrated on kissing the other instead of worrying about what the other was doing to him below the waist. The concrete floor wasn’t the softest thing to lay on Chiaki soon realized. The only thing under him was his hoodie and the thing wasn’t very thick. It was a bit cold outside, especially since he had nothing on, and the only light came form nearby streetlamps. It was odd to see a street so deserted, but Chiaki saw no one around. He was glad for this because he hadn’t wanted anyone to hear the noises he was making. Chiaki had never thought he’d be naked in public. He couldn’t even take his clothes off in the locker room, so he had never thought he’d be wearing nothing in a dark alley. Chiaki was never one to go into alleys. Odd people hung out there and he had been taught that they were dangerous. What he was doing right now didn’t feel dangerous. In fact, this felt so right, which only served to confuse Chiaki even more.

He had always been uncertain about thing and never seemed to be able to make up his mind. It was unusual for him to firmly decide something, yet he knew that he would never regret what he was doing. Though he had no idea why he felt so strongly about this, something told him he was doing the right thing and that the only mistake he could make right now would be to walk away from this. So that’s why he let the other touch him and didn’t complain even thought it was uncomfortable to have the other’s finger in him.

[~Devon~]

He groaned and slipped his mouth away from Chiaki's to concentrate on the task at hand. Once the boy stopped squirming from just his one finger he moved and slipped another in, scissoring them. It was much harder to do it without anything to help him along. Pushing his mouth back against his mark that he had left on pale skin he thrust his hand, grimacing when Chiaki tensed and the boy clenched his teeth. He didn;t for one minute regret this. Consequences didn't even register, let alone run, through his mind. If there were any, they'd deal together. He'd stay with Chiaki, come whatever. He knew this bond they were going through, by whatever forces of fate that were spurring him on, he knew it was forever. He'd die without the other by his side.

Moaning he worked at Chiaki's throat as he moved and pushed one last finger inside the boy. Chiaki was all tight heat and wonderful, liquid warmth. Slowly he pulled his fingers away and moved to press himself against the boys opening. Chiaki shivered as if cold and he realized maybe the hoodie wasn't quite enough to keep him comfortable. The boys pants had been something soft so he reached for those and shifted Chiaki slightly to press those too underneath his body. He paused when there was a skittering near the alley, glancing over his shoulder. There was nothing but the quiet of the night and he turned back, fitting his mouth over the others to absorb the sounds into the cavern of his mouth. With one last apology whispered against lust swollen lips he thrust forward, quickly burying himself inside to minimize the amount of pain.

((I have to go do my chores real quick. I'll be back on a little later!))

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One finger was uncomfortable, but two actually hurt. Chiaki let out of a noise of discomfort and pain. It wasn’t like this happened to him every day or something and he wasn’t used to it at all. He could feel the other’s mouth on the bite mark and hoped it wouldn’t become even more noticeable. The thing was probably purple by now and he didn’t need people commenting on it. It’d be hard to hide it, but he was sure he could use a shirt with a high collar to keep it hidden. He didn’t want people to see it. It wasn’t like he was ashamed of this or anything, but he was very shy and didn’t want anyone to make fun of him. He had seen girls at school with such marks and people called them mean things. He didn’t want to get made fun of like those girls and he was sure the boys would tell him he was girly. Chiaki didn’t think he was the least bit girly, but he couldn’t help but feel like one right now. He didn’t mind as much as he thought he would, but he wondered why it was that he felt like a girl. When he felt the other thrust his hand, he couldn’t help but give a small scream. It wasn’t very loud, but he couldn’t help it. That had hurt and he could feel that he was starting to cry. He didn’t want to cry, but he could feel the tears already starting to fall. The last finger was the worst.

Chiaki wondered why the other was doing this. What was the purpose of this? When the fingers were removed, he was a little glad. He was glad when the other put something else underneath him because the floor was very hard. He felt something else against him and he wasn’t sure what it was. He felt another kiss and then something else enter him. This was much more painful than a few fingers. Chiaki screamed into the other’s mouth. He cried even more and dug his nails into the man’s back. He was clawing at the other back and he was sure he had drawn blood. The boy felt as though he was being ripped apart from the inside out. He took deep breaths and tried to keep from panicking. Slowly, it stopped hurting so much. He felt a bit calmer right now than before and he wasn’t furiously trying to claw at the other’s back. He wasn’t sure whether he liked this or not. It had hurt at first, but it didn’t as much. Devon was inside him and that made him happy, even if it hurt a little. He pulled away from the kiss to breath.

His body felt so ineradicably hot and he couldn’t help but pant. The boy looked at the other. When he looked at Devon, he felt better about it and didn’t get so scared anymore. He trusted this person and even though the man was in him, he didn’t mind anymore. He tried to smile reassuringly at the other and pressed his lips against the other’s again. He wanted to tell Devon that it was okay. He didn’t hurt as badly anymore, so it was okay. He didn’t want to stop and it was alright if he was hurting a little. Chiaki felt something run down from in-between his legs and he was sure he was bleeding. Even so, he couldn’t make himself care. It was alright that he was bleeding or that he was going to be sore afterwards. He was clinging to the other and pressing himself as close as he could. It wasn’t so bad, really, and besides when Devon held him like this, he could forgive anything.

[~Devon~]

Devon watched those beautiful eyes open wide when he had entered him, still felt the pained scream reverberating through his mind. It hurt more than anything to know he had caused this exquisite creature underneath him any harm. "I'm sorry Chiaki, so very sorry...." he resisted the urge to move, brushing away tears and soft silver hair from a damp forehead. If he stopped now he knew it would be even worse for the younger boy, he would hurt bad and not even derive any pleaure from this. Even now he could feel the blood seeping away, slicking their connected thighs. Returning Chiaki's kiss he shivered. His back was burning, raw, and he was more than sure he could feel a little bit of blood beading on the gouges, attracting the cool night air to his pale skin. It didn't matter. He'd have to cover them later, when he returned to work, but for now they were there to represent what was going on inside him and with them.

He snaked his hands into Chiaki's silver hair, fisting lightly as he kissed away tears, licking at the salty tracks that disappeared into the boys hairline. "I know you don't understand right now what's going on, what this means. I'll make it better, promise," he lay one last kiss against the others forehead before squaring his jaw and pulling away a little. Reaching to grip a thigh, he thrust gently, softly, burying himself back into Chiaki, brushing against the boys hidden pleasure spot. He cried out softly, hideing his head in the others shoulder to stiffle any loud noise that would bring people running. The other was so tight, encompasing him in an unforgiving grasp. “You feel so good angel,” he murmured, repeating the movement, allowling Chiaki to adjust to the easy rythm before he even attempted to move faster.

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Because Devon had said he was sorry, he wasn’t scared anymore. It meant a lot to him that the other had apologized because no one had ever bothered before. It was nice to know someone considered his feelings and didn’t see him as inferior. The other had even wiped away his tears. Chiaki liked that. He liked knowing the other cared about him that much. He felt extremely guilty about clawing at the other’s back. He hadn’t meant to do that to Devon. He was sure the other was hurting too now. It was sort of cold to and he was sure the air was making the other’s wounds sting. He was still bleeding and Chiaki wondered if it was ever going to stop. He’d never bled…from down there before. He hoped it wasn’t something permanent and that it’d stop bleeding. This kind of thing wouldn’t be easy to hide, but he’d have to find a way. Even if they did find out, though, he wouldn’t take it back. He wouldn’t lie and he wouldn’t regret what he’d done. Even if they hated him for it, he wasn’t going to give up this person.

“I…trust you…” murmured the boy. “Ahh…nghnn…AH!”

He couldn’t help but be loud. The other had just hit something in him. His vision got blurry and he felt…good. No, he felt better than good, he felt awesome. He wasn’t sure what Devon had done, but he had never felt this good in his life. As the other move faster, he continued to moan and scream a little. He was doing his best to keep quiet, but it was very hard. Having the other in him no longer hurt. He didn’t cry anymore and he didn’t even mind that he was bleeding. He felt that heat growing inside of him and soon, he couldn’t take it anymore. He spilled himself without a second thought. It was a scary thing for Chiaki since he’d never had an orgasm before. But what Devon had done had made him feel really good and he hadn’t been able to contain himself. His body didn’t feel so hot anymore, though, and he had finally fully calmed down. He was tired, though, very tired. Devon hadn’t lied. The other had made him feel very good and now he really felt as though he belonged to the other. It was hard to explain, but now he truly felt as though this person was for him and him alone.

He had enjoyed this. Even though he hadn’t been sure about the whole thing and had sometimes been worried, he had enjoyed it anyway. But now he was exhausted. It was hard to find energy to do anything. Maybe Devon would carry him home or something. Chiaki reached out to run his hand through the other’s hair. He liked Devon’s hair. It was soft and shiny. He gave the other a smile since it was all he could do. He knew he’d be I huge trouble with his brothers. They’d probably he angry he had run off and they’d yell, but that didn’t matter. They weren’t as important as this person. This was the one that meant the most to him.

“I love you” Chiaki whispered.

[~Devon~]

Devon moved faster once Chiaki voiced his trust, no longer bothering to hold back his pleasured cries. Chiaki's were sweet music to his ears, and he made sure to brush up against his prostate everytime,driving the boy beneath him mad. The other was squirming and flushed, his pale skin being taken over by a healthy red blush. It was the most beautiful thing ever. Devon watched him come, his face tipping back towards the ground, his cries rising towards the skies as he spilled over their stomaches. Shifting he thrust deeper and harder, spilling with a shudder. His warmth filled the boy and he collapsed, making sure to keep enough of his weight off of Chiaki so he didn't squish him.

It was done-the bonding, the....whatever this had been. He could feel it, deep in his soul. It felt like he was no complete-like he had been walking this Earth since birth and had just now found the other half of his broken persona. He was tired and wanted nothing more than to curl around Chiaki, to kiss him asleep and wake up with the boy beside him. However, he knew it wasn't a smart thing to fall asleep in a an alley. He'd just have to carry the poor kid home. Chiaki looked tuckered out, his red eyes half lidded as he stroked through Devons hair. Devon smiled down at the other, finally getting enough strength to lift his head. He unconciously purred and pressed into the touch, feeling better than he ever had before. In little over an hour the other had become the most important person in his pathetic life. The admission from the other scared him a bit. He'd hadn't heard those words in so long, it was confusing. Could they love eachother in such a short time?

Devon frowned a second, thinking. He didn't know what had drawn him so close to Chiaki. The boy was precious, adorable and he stroked a soft cheek, contemplating. Deciding that it was right, that he did have deep feeling for the other he smiled again. "I love you too angel," he whispered and sealed the promise with a light kiss, finally pulling his body gently from Chiaki. He kneeled over the other and reached for his pants, cleaning them off. It didn't matter, he'd wash them as soon as he got home. He helped Chiaki to sit, watching the other wince as his backside touched the ground. "I'll get you home...either to my house if you want or back to yours..." he paused, catching sight of the blood still trickling in small rivulets down the boys thighs. "I'm sorry for the pain," he pulled a tissue from the back pocket of the pants he was kneeling on and gently reached to clean the other, smearing the blood.

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There was something else inside of him besides blood, but Chiaki didn’t mind. It was okay to have the warm liquid in him because it was Devon’s and if the other thought it was okay, then Chiaki wouldn’t question it. He liked feeling the other on top of him. He liked being like this with Devon, but he knew they couldn’t stay here forever. For one thing, people might see them and it was very late into the night. Tomorrow he had school; though he wasn’t sure he wanted to go. He felt sore and his back hurt now. If he went, he was sure he’d end up walking funny. It was embarrassing to have people ask him a million questions and if they didn’t notice the bite marks, then they’d definitely notice him walking oddly. He didn’t want to have to answer a bunch of stupid questions or have to get stared at by a bunch of people. He was self conscious as it was without having a bunch of people ask him things. He wanted to go somewhere far away with this man. He wanted to go somewhere where nothing else but them would matter and no one would disturb them. If such a place existed, he’d want to go there with Devon.

It was nice knowing the other enjoyed his touch. He wanted Devon to like everything about him. He still couldn’t believe he had confessed like that. It wasn’t like him to tell people such things, but he had told Devon anyway. It felt as though he had to say it. Not saying it would have been a mistake and that’s why he felt he couldn’t keep those words inside anymore. He’d been scared of saying them though. Even though they had felt like the right thing to say, he had been scared that saying them would make Devon go away. He was pouring his heart out to this person and didn’t want to be crushed. He had never told someone else these words and it was a big deal he had told Devon.

“I’m glad you love me…” smiled Chiaki.

He let the other sit him up and couldn’t help but hiss at the pain he felt in his back. He didn’t know where his clothes were and he figured he must have scattered them around the alley. This hadn’t been the best place to do this he supposed. He felt very cold again and finally spotted what looked like his shirt. He wanted to grab it, but reached over to get it sounded like it would hurt. He thought about what the other said. He really didn’t want to go home right now and would love to see where Devon lived. He wanted to sleep in the same bed as the other, though the thought made him want to blush for some reason. He let the other wipe away the blood and clean him up; though he was sure he could have done it himself. It was kind of cute that Devon was doing it for him thought. He found that he liked it when Devon did things for him. It was really nice of the other and made him feel special.

“I want…to go home with you…” the boy said softly. “I don’t want to go to my home…I want to see yours… I’m fine. Don’t worry about it! It doesn’t hurt very much anymore. Ne…I can’t…find my clothes… Where’s my underwear…?”

[~Devon~]

Devon looked up from his task, grinning and throwing the tissue away towards a dented trash can. "Alright, you can come see my house. I'd love to see you laying in my bed," he teased, a light red stealing over his cheeks. He couldn't help that it was true. His bed was nothing special, an uncomfortable scrap of mattress covered by the best blankets and sheets his mother could afford. Now with the promise of waking up in the morning with this boy beside him....it seemed the most special place in the world. Devon sat and pulled his pants on, shimmying the leather up his bare body and buttoning them. He didn't know where his shirt was, supposed it was still out on the street. Somebody had probably taken it during the commotion. He shrugged and moved to find the cherry lace, seeing the delicate underwear resting by the back step to a building.

Snatching them up Devon came back to Chiaki, kneeling to slip them back on, having Chiaki raise himself so he could get them up where they belonged. Afterwards he tossed Chiaki his shirt and pants, motioning to the hoodie under the boy. "Tell me if it hurts to move. I can help you dress and possibly carry you. My house isn't that far from here actually," now that he had gotten a good look around it was true. His house was closer than he had thought. Running his fingers over the scrape on his upper chest and shoulder he hissed. He'd forgotten about it, forgotten everything that didn't pertain to the boy he'd had beneath him. That included groceries. "Damn," he cursed lightly, grinning sheepishly at Chiaki and his startled face.

"I forgot to get food for at home...I suppose it's alright.There should be enough in the cupboards for now." He scrunched up his nose and tried to think of what else needed to be done. Coming up with nothing he sighed. "We need showers angel. Doing it in an alley probably made us dirtier than going to my bedroom would have." He shrugged and waited for the other to dress, holding out his hand. He couldn't exactly call what they did making love. Not yet atleast. The first time was never making love. He'd show the boy later just how good it could be, how much better he could make the other feel. Just thinking about it sent shudders through his system.

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Chiaki wanted to see where the other lived and slept. He had never been to anyone else’s home before. Sure he could have if he had wanted to, but it wasn’t like he had friends or anything. A home told you a lot about a person and Chiaki wanted to know everything about where Devon lived. He knew not everyone lived like he did. After all, Chiaki’s father was a very famous and wealthy person. The man had been able to give his family everything they’d wanted…material wise at least. He hadn’t been the best parent, though he had been an excellent provider. He was sure some people weren’t as financially well off, but at least they had loving parents. He supposed you couldn’t have everything in life. Things just turn out a certain way and you just have to go along with it. He gave a small giggle as the other put on his pants. He had never seen anyone wear such tight pants and it was funny that Devon hadn’t worn underwear. Even his brothers hadn’t worn such pants, but then again, they didn’t have Devon’s figure. The other two weren’t as attractive as this person. Chiaki could tell lots of people liked Devon because of the other’s appearance. After all, his mate was beautiful.

It had been fun to have the other help him put on his underwear. He felt less exposed now that he had something on and besides, he rather enjoyed having Devon dress him. He flinched a little as he moved, but managed to get his clothes on. He wasn’t sure whether he wanted the hoodie back or not. There was white stuff on it and besides that, his bare, sweaty skin had touched it. Nonetheless, he picked it up anyway. He was glad the other’s home was close because there was no way he was walking somewhere far. His legs weren’t going to be able to carry him far and he was tired as it was. It had been very hard to get dressed and his back was hurting again.

“Ne, Devon…I don’t think I can walk…” murmured the boy. “Can you help me walk? I’m sorry I delayed yourself from doing what you had to do… A shower would be nice…”

He took the other’s hand to help himself up. He felt bad he had caused Devon to get off track from his responsibilities. Devon had been busy and he felt busy for taking up the other’s time. But he was still happy Devon had wanted to spend time with him. I would probably be best for them to shower and change. The alley had been sort of dirty and besides that, he was covered in sweat and that white stuff. He didn’t mind it, but he wanted to change out of what he was wearing. He felt uncomfortable with what he had on now. He wouldn’t mind going home with Devon. Chiaki clung to the other’s arm for support. It was fun holding onto his mate this way. He liked being close to Devon.

“I wish I could live with you…” sighed the boy. “I don’t like my house at all. It always feels empty. But I really want to see where you live Devon! But you’ll have to help me walk…”

[~Devon~]

Devon watched the grin break out on his face when he'd shimmied into his tight pants. He wasn't even going to try and pull on boxers with these. They'd be too noticable. He smiled back and pulled Chiaki to him. "It's okay, i'll help out," with that he bent and careful of the boys bare backside, picked him up, craddling him in his arms. "There we go angel. Now you don't even have to worry about hurting yourself." He supposed it would be good to get both of their clothes cleaned. He'd have to give Chiaki something of his to wear to bed-the boys clothes wouldn't be cleaned until tomorrow morning.

He stared down at the boy in his arms, thinking about the admission. It would be prefect and heavenly if Chiaki could live with him. He'd have to get get few more jobs to support his now.....well his mate. Wait! Mate? Where had that come from? The word had just snuck up on him, forcing it's way into the forefront of his mind, banishing all other references. Yet, it sounded strangely right....

"You can come see where I live...and....well, if you think your parents wouldn't freak," he paused, knowing that wasn't going to happen. Chaiki's parents would definately freak if they knew he was going to be staying with a kid with now money, let alone a permanent job. "Well, if you think we could make it work, my mother wouldn't mind if you stayed with us for as long as you wanted." He didn't want the other to go back to an empty house, to an empty feeling family. He wanted to make him feel warm-to drown him in tons of warm feelings and to make him happy. He didn't think he would be able to let the other out of his sight. Whatever he felt for the boy was made stronger by what they had just done.

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It was very sweet of the other to carry him like this. He’d seen girls being carried like this before, but he had never thought of himself as a girl. Even so, he didn’t mind being carried around like this by Devon. He knew he wouldn’t be able to walk anyway, so it was best to have the other carry him around like this. It was pretty fun too anyway. He wrapped his arms around the other’s neck to make sure he didn’t fall and help on tight. Every time Devon called him an angel, he felt really happy. No one had ever called him such a sweet name before. It was nice knowing how much this man loved him. He knew Devon loved him because the other had told him so. It wasn’t like he doubted the other’s words, but he liked being reminded of that fact. He wasn’t used to having people show him so much affection and he rather liked knowing the other adored him. Devon seemed to like giving him attention and making sure he was okay. He had never met someone as nice as this person. Chiaki wasn’t ashamed to admit he liked this sort of treatment from the other.

“My parents aren’t home, so it’s okay,” the boy assured the other. “I don’t think they’d let me live with you…but I can ask anyway! I’d like to live with you Devon. I think that’d be really nice.”

Being apart from the other hurt. Just thinking about it made him feel sad and like someone had ripped out his heart. He didn’t know what he was going to do about this. It wasn’t like he could go against his parent’s wishes. If they told him he couldn’t be with Devon, they’d make sure they never saw each other. Besides that, he was sure they wouldn’t want him living with someone else. They were firm about trying to control his life and they couldn’t do that if he didn’t live in the same house. It was unfair that he couldn’t live with Devon, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. For parents that were never there, those two sure knew how to mess things up for him. Sometimes he really didn’t like them and it wasn’t just because they were negletive.

This wasn’t the sort of thing they would accept. Chiaki’s parents wanted him to be perfect and do as they said. He was supposed to marry whoever they told him to and produce heirs with some woman. This wasn’t right. He didn’t want this at all, but they weren’t giving him much of a choice. It was kind of screwed up, but that was how his family was run. His father had the last say in everything and going against his word was asking for trouble. They’d probably kick him out of the house if not worse. He’d known a boy that had gotten sent to military school for not obeying his father’s wishes. That’s why he was worried about what they’d do. They might even try to do something to Devon for all he knew. Eve so, he’d protect the other. Chiaki knew he wasn’t very strong or smart, but he wanted to protect Devon anyway. He loved him so much and didn’t want anything to happen to him.

[~Devon~]

"Alright..." He didn't want to cause Chiaki any trouble. The boys parents sounded like they might cause trouble if they found out their son was in love with another man. Besides, he could get into a bit of trouble. He'd just had sex with a minor. Some people would call him a pedophile even though he was only nineteen, and despite the fact that somehow they were in love. It was mutual that they wanted to make eachother happy. He cuddled Chiaki tighter against him and started down the street, glancing around. It must've been late, hedidn't see one car. Of course, there was a block at one end of the street, possibly because the truck from the accident was still resting haphazardly in the middle of the road. He wondered why the driver hadn't moved it.

Shrugging, he decided he liked the weight of Chiaki in his arms and smiled softly, deciding he would do anything, go through anything to keep him there. The first obstacle would be his mother. he didn't think the man would have a problem with it though. He already seemed to know Devon liked the same sex, as he had, and didn't condemn his sons ability to shift into another species. In fact, he seemed to hide that he knew something about the strange ability.

Sighing as his house came into view he shifted Chiaki, pulling keys from a carefully concealed pocket near his thigh. "My mom might not be up," he told the other as they came upon the dark house. It looked horrible, he realized with dismay. The porch was falling in on itself and the front door needed painted. The window shuttered were peeling and hanging off hinges. He knew the inside was a bit worse and winced, unlocking the door.

((took me long enough, ne?))

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It was quite late into the night and Chiaki hoped his brothers wouldn’t be too angry about not calling them or telling them where he was going. He was sure they wouldn’t be too angry. In fact, he was sure they’d be too drunk to notice he hadn’t gone home with them. It wasn’t like they were bad brothers or alcoholics, but the two liked to party a lot. When their parents were around, they couldn’t be themselves at all, so Chiaki supposed the two liked to cut loose when there was no one to tell them what to do. It was stressful having parents that expected you to be perfect. Chiaki understood this, but he still didn’t think what his brothers did was right. Doing those kinds of things only hurt them. Chiaki had tried to make them understand this, but those two never listened anyway. The boy hoped the two had at least made it home alright. He didn’t like the thought of something happening to his brothers. Though they didn’t get along at all, family was still family. There were many people around at this time and he supposed it was because it was so late. He’d never been in this part of town alone before. In fact, the only time he was in this part of town was when his brothers took him into clubs. This was the sort of place his parents would never let him set foot in. They were overprotective and this part of the city didn’t look safe.

Since he had moved around a lot, he had gotten good at figuring out what parts of town were safe and which were not. He was sure this wasn’t the nicest part of town. It looked nowhere near what his own neighborhood looked like. Where he lived, there were huge houses everywhere, his own being the biggest. It reminded him of something he’d seen on a magazine cover. He’d seen a few of the neighbors and they scared him to be honest. For one thing, either every had cloned themselves instead of having children the normal way, or all the children on the block somehow looked just like their parents. Not only that but they all did about six or seven times the work a normal child did and didn’t even complain about it. It just wasn’t natural! This street, though, had more personality. Everyone here wasn’t fake and Chiaki knew there were some very interesting people on this block. When they got to Devon’s house. Chiaki stared at it for a bit. It wasn’t the nicest house on the block and it wasn’t the most well kept, but he could tell it was a good place to live.

Something about the house told him good people lived there. He smiled up at Devon. He liked where the other lived. He’d rather live here than where he usually did. Devon had grown up here, so it was a good place. He couldn’t wait to see inside. He’d never seen the inside of a friend’s house before. Even though he liked Devon as much more than a friend, he wanted to think of the other as his first friend. It was a nice way to think of the other and somehow made it all even more special.

“Can I meet your mother then?” Asked the boy. “Will she like me? I really want her to like me… I’ll do my best to get her to like me, ’kay Devon?”

[~Devon~]

Devon relaxed at Chiaki's reaction, that beautiful smile of his that somehow made everything right. "Of course she'll...uh..um, Chiaki? there's something I have to tell you," he pushed the door open and maneuved the boy across the threshold. It seemed quite weird, but right, that he had carried the boy like that. He smiled and set the boys feet gently on the floor, searching in the dark for the light switch he knew was here somewhere. Flicking it on he grinned in triumph and turned back to his mate.

"My mother...is not like other mothers." He paused, trying to figure out the best way to say it. He finally settled on just coming out with it. No lying, just being himself and what he was born into. "My mother isn't female like yours or anyone elses. My mother is actually a man. It's always been that way, and my father was also a man. I don't know him...he..dies when I was just a baby, so...um..there," he shrugged, spreading his hands wide, giving the other a sheepish smile.

He didn't know what to expect. He'd never told anyone-not even the closest people he had taken into his confidence. It wasn't like he was ashamed of his mother. Not even close. He loved the man more than anything-except the other standing in front of him, of course. However, he'd been put down and kicked in the dirt so many time in his life, he didn't feel the need to have anyone else turn their backs on him. He didn't expect Chiaki to do that, the boy didn;t seem the type. In fact, he seemed humbled by everything about Devons life so far. He just didn't like the fact that they hadn't gotten a chance to talk about themselves to eachother yet. They'd have to sit down and have a long bonding period. Of course, that would probably end with Devon admiring Chiaki in his lacy underwear. He smiled at the thought and walked forward to life the others chin, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

He could hear scuttling upstairs and knew in moments Chiaki would finally get to meet his mother. "He'll love you, angel, I guarantee it. No one would be able to deny you anything," his crimson eyes were shining and he called out a greeting to his mother, turning both of them to the steps.

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“Something to tell me…?” Inquired the boy.

He didn’t like the tone Devon was using. That sort of tome implied there was something wrong or the other was about to confess a deep dark secret. His maid had used that tone when she had told him his dog had been run over and his oldest brother had used it when he had told him his parents would be missing another birthday. Chiaki wasn’t sure if he wanted to hear what the other told him. It was probably something bad and he was in a really good mood right now. He wasn’t sure if he could handle bad news right now. Besides that, what if Devon told him he was married or was actually a criminal. Such thoughts were irrational and stupid, but he couldn’t help it. He scanned the room they had entered and was glad when the other turned on the lights. As much as he hated to admit it, Chiaki was scared of the dark. Well…more of what kinds of things hid in the shadows. When it was dark, it was hard to see and anything could hide. He didn’t like not being able to know what was out there to get him. It was a bit paranoid of him to think like that, but his brothers had scared him one to many times for him not to be cautions. Chiaki was the sort of person that didn’t like now knowing what was going to happen. Surprises often upset him more than anything, so he didn’t like being ignorant about things.

It was better to flat out tell him the truth rather than to upset him later by lying. Chiaki didn’t like it when people hid things from him or tried to deceive him, even when they were doing it to be kind. Even if it was something he wouldn’t like, he’d rather face it than be surprised later. Nasty shocks were something Chiaki had never learned to deal with. The boy didn’t like to be confused about things or not being well informed. He liked knowing he had control of his life, even when his parents tried to intervene. They had tried many times to make his life their own, but Chiaki wouldn’t let them. He didn’t want to lose control just yet and he’d fight to keep this life his own. He didn’t want to become the person they wanted or to end up hating himself in the long run. All he wanted was to be himself and no one else.

“Your parents were both male…?” Asked the ruby eyed boy. “Does this mean…you can have babies with a male too? Mother said only a man and woman can have babies… I guess she was wrong… Ne, does this mean I can have Devon’s babies too?”

If Chiaki had actually been informed about the reproductive system, he would have been freaking out right now. There was no way two males could have a baby, though Chiaki didn’t know that. He barely understood what went on during heterosexual sex and no one had bothered to tell him about homosexual sex. It was quite sad how he had never actually understood the whole thing. The boy was a naïve child in some parts of life. He enjoyed the kiss the other gave him and didn’t dwell on the fact that Devon’s parents had gone against all science and had given birth to a child. Chiaki’s mother had never been a patient woman had given up on teaching her son about anything. The boy to this day was not one hundred percent sure what sex was or how a baby was made. Though he had read all about it in a textbook, his mind had never really made the connection.

“Hello!” Greeted Chiaki enthusiastically. “Nice to meet you!”