:Heart Shaped Candy:

A Valentine's story

Pairings: Multiple

(Official couples to be listed later.)

Warning:(Contains S-ai, yaoi, rape, etc.):

The first cigarette of the night. In the crisp cool air it was one of those things that made everything in a day fall together despite how hectic it all was. Inhaling that thick smoke into his lungs tasted so bitterly sweet it almost brought tears to his eyes. He was standing out in the cold all alone in the world, cars passing by. He didn't care. He didn't want to… He just wanted to be alone.

Above his head was an old umbrella. The old rusted object was falling apart… For now it shielded him from the harsh freezing rain, yet he was already soaked head to toe. Swiping his blonde strands away from his face he smiled with not a real care to this world. He could care less on what happened now. There was no where else to turn to but to run. Run fast as he could away.

Takeru had finally met the age of seventeen. No longer was he a child but in many of his "friends'" eyes he was treated as one… He hated it so greatly. Everyday it hurt to know no matter what he said… There was nothing that anyone took seriously from him. He couldn't talk to any of them...

Bringing the white stick back to his lips another deep breath slipped into his lungs then it smashed upon the ground with a swift move of his heel. He looked like he was waiting for something to come along his way. Maybe more than what one could expect. A bag was thrown over his back full of his belongings. Nothing much… but it was all he ever needed. It was the day he hoped to get away from it all… To begin a new life away from this dead crowded city.

It was his birthday… and more than anything, the world he was living in… he wanted to wish it all away. The blonde held tighter onto the rusted old thing, but deeper into his thoughts his grasp of it loosened letting it drop into the street. He would have reached for it, but then a truck smashed it right before his very eyes. His hand was even near it to pick up but shortly was withdrawn away from it back towards his chest. Looking to the destroyed object he crouched down to almost to a sit waiting for his journey to start when the buss arrived to take him away from this hell. He didn't even notice his own the suave blonde coming his way. His eyes just kept to the umbrella feeling as his heart was smashed just like that.

"Takeru!" Hollered a voice.

His attention didn't even turn toward it. Everything felt too distant for him to hear now.

"Takeru!" Again shouted the voice, this time it was closer. Still, Takeru had no reaction to the quiet hollering from afar. His mind was too wrapped up into his thoughts. On what to do with his life. Everything was blue; everything was crumbling down on his head. There was no way out for him other than to escape. Squatting behind him the blonde gave a small smile finding it humorous that Takeru was so deaf. He took off his coat and draped it over the smaller boy's shoulder.

Takeru stopped from his thoughts for a moment to realize there was no more rain drizzling on him. In fact, he even noticed that someone had placed a warm cozy coat over his shoulders. He couldn't tell who it was but he was thankful at least something might go right today.

"You alright?" Asked the voice. His strong pair of warm arms wrapped around Takeru's waist pulling him back into a small embrace. The younger blonde's cheeks became flourished with pink and red. Slightly he nodded and turned back to his savior of the day. "Yeah. I'm fine." Quietly he answered. "What are you doing here? Don't you have a gig across town?"

The elder boy softly laughed leaning his chin against the wet hair of his brother's below him. Gently his lips brushed across the wet messy hair.

"Yeah, I do. But nothing is more important than my little brother's birthday. Come on. This is no way to have your birthday. Sitting here with a frown is no good for you. You can do this any other day but today."

Takeru was about to speak but his brother gave him no time to object to his plans. He was scooped up into his arms and carried like a treasure to the end of the street. Even then when he was set down on the trunk of the car he was still treated as a soft precious gift from above. Takeru wasn't to thrilled being lifted up like that. Anyone could tell by the look he gave Matt. The older blonde only laughed it off opening the door for him.

Buckling up the two blondes were off cruising down the street. The whole car ride was silent, not a word spoken to one another. That annoyed Matt. He turned to look to his brother for a moment noticing his gaze to be out the window. Then his eyes fell to Takeru's pocket noticing the cigarette pack that was neatly packed away. He would talk to him about smoking later, but now his eyes began to wonder downward.

Facing forward Takeru's eyes widened in a panic. "TRUCK!" He screamed clutching onto the side of his door. His eyes closed tightly in fear. Matt panicked as well having to turn his eyes upward towards the road. The car swerved out of the way in the right time to miss the on coming eight wheel vehicle. Matt laughed. "I guess I should be paying attention, huh?" He joked around. The boy in the passenger seat grumbled and turned back to his gaze out the window.

Sighing Matt decided another look and he would be distracted that easily again from the road. For now, he had to keep his eyes on the slippery streets and the busy traffic flow. It wasn't long however when he pulled over to a parking spot on the side of the road leaving his brother confused. "I got my own place." Matt grinned getting out from his car. "I'll give you a grand tour, later that is. After you clean yourself up." Takeru hopped out from his street and nodded following the older boy up the stairs and through the apartment complex.

Matt began to scavenge through his pockets searching for the key. His face grew with delight feeling over the metal inside his pants. Taking it out it slipped it into the key hole and then the door was pushed open. Curiously the younger blonde poked his head inside the house seeing the still piled up boxes from the move sitting around. For the most part the house furniture was set up. "Are you going to keep it clean?" Takeru teased his brother. Playfully Matt swatted at the back of his head. "Yes! I will keep it clean this time! Now you take off your shoes and go clean up in the bathroom! I'll cook you your birthday dinner!"

Groaning he did as he was told. His soggy shoes were left to the side of the door while he went off to the direction of the bathroom after asking Matt which way it was. Matt leaned at the doorway dreamily closing the door behind him. "And… maybe desert." He whispered when the blonde had vanished from sight.

For months, the two brothers had rarely seen one another. The eldest, Matt, had always been away busy with something in his life. With mainly tours of his band and dating Taichi… but now he was back. Things were changing. Taichi and Matt no longer were together. It was on Matt's behalf however on how they broke up. His mind couldn't help of grow home sick… and to think back to his younger half brother waiting back to home.

So many times he told himself it was wrong. That it was sick. So many times he would curse at himself for how he felt, but he couldn't help it. Just a week ago he admitted it to himself. The deepest secret he had ever kept from anyone. He was in love… In a sick kind of love. His dreams were filled with it, his eyes, and his breath. Everything he wanted was now inside his apartment. He tried his best to stay on task, to behave, to not let Takeru no. It was becoming difficult.

Stepping into the kitchen, Matt stopped to look over things. Everything was still packed up. There was something different however. Set on the table was a neatly wrapped gift with a card placed on it. To Takeru, Love Matt. It was Matt's gift to his brother. Something he felt was sweet enough for the sweetest boy he knew. Curling his fingers between the bows his heart praised with joy wishing it could make him happy. For the longest time now he felt his brother wasn't happy. The boy never smiled anymore… He wanted to make him his.

"I'm sorry… I was never there for you…"

Matt found himself facing the bathroom door. His fingers wrapping around the knob ready to go inside. A part of him held back from going, but another part of him told him to go on. Bickering with himself he could hardly hold himself from bolting in to say he was sorry. To say he loved him. The door was pushed open with hot steam rolling out and taking Matt's cold body. Stopping in awe his eyes stuck to the shadow in the shower.

Soap suds were rinsing off the pale flesh making it hold a vibrant glow compared to the damp cold. His blonde locks became more of the golden rich color that his family luckily inherited. The warmth felt so nice against his naked body. But, that feeling of security was ripped away when he felt like he was being watched. He looked over his shoulder and turned red. Almost hollered when seeing his brother step into the shower behind him. "Matt!" He shouted defensively covering his naked body with his hands.

"I'm sorry."

Matt couldn't find words to say. Not to the god like body he was staring at. Instead his body took over his reactions. If he wished to even, his mind wouldn't let him go into control. He took Takeru's hands and pushed him against the bathroom wall letting their lips and bodies slide against one another. The boy tried to get away but it was no use.

"I'm sorry."

Still nothing came to Matt's mind. His tongue found its way to enter the boy's mouth probing it exploring the places he longed to find. Below his erection began to throb in need. He was full of lust and finally that had taken over him. Lifting him up against the wall he pulled Takeru's legs to wrap around his waist preparing the boy for what was next, but then he stopped. He stared at the horrified look on his face. His heart shattering on what he was about to do to the sweet poor boy. "Oh my, Takeru." He whispered letting him down. Matt backed away covering his lips looking down to the shocked boy. His heart sank down to his knees. "Takeru! I'm so sorry!" He said bending down to him to hug him… Nothing was said back to Matt. Not a damn word.

"Please… Don't lock me out like this. Please, I love you… I'm sorry."

:Author's Notes:

- Wow…

Don't know where this came from, but I promise you'll see more of this story. Sorry for the short suck-i yaoi. There will be more in the future. For now, I'll leave you hanging. That or leave you pissed. Leave comments/critism!