Hajiki opened the apartment door carefully, poking his head in to see if anyone was still awake. If they were sleeping, no need for them to know how late he'd gotten home. Closing the door back softly, Hajiki flinched when he heard his mother's voice calling from the kitchen, "Is that you, Hajiki?" It looked like he wasn't going to get away with sneaking in like he'd hoped. "Yeah." Hajiki walked into the kitchen dripping water from head to toe. He'd been working late for Hachisuka and was completely soaked from the downpour of rain, but if he'd actually shown up for work before sundown, he'd have finished his work and been home before it started raining. This was doubtlessly going to cause lecture about how he should have been home when he said he would be; he could sense it. The sixteen year old and his mother had begun constantly arguing about how late he worked; most likely she would tell him that he should have taken responsibility for his promise of returning early and kept it, or something like that. At least the kitchen was warm, so his clothes should dry out quickly.
Taking off his hat and jacket, he put them on the kitchen table and sat down in a chair, fully expecting his mother to yell at him for not being home earlier like he'd promised. Unsurprisingly, she started shrieking as soon as he sat down. "Where were you, Hajiki? I was worried sick about you, why were you out so late? What were you possibly doing that could keep you out until after midnight? You were supposed to be home before dark; you were doing something illegal, weren't you? I thought you were going to stop doing those things and just deliver packages!" Not about to let him off the hook, she continued her interrogation.
"I do have to go to school, you know." It was the same thing he had told Mr. Hachisuka, but it was still a lie, he hadn't gone to school, he simply didn't want anyone to know the real reason he wasn't at work earlyIf he told her what he'd been doing all day, well, he didn't want to think about she would do. She'd be happier not knowing and he'd be safer if she didn't.
"You still should have been home sooner!"
Sighing, Hajiki saw his sister, Satsuki, come into the room rubbing her eyes. It looked like she'd been asleep, but he suspected their mother's yelling had woke her up. Instead of asking what was wrong, like the blue-eyed boy had assumed she would, Satsuki shouted when she noticed him, "You finally decided to come back, did you? Next time you promise to be back early, but decide to stay out late, tell us at least, okay? We thought that you had gotten yourself killed or something!" Crossing her arms she glared at him, intense loathing in her voice. "I've got no doubt you got into another fight with that Techode."
"What! Hajiki, is that true?" Kyoko questioned. Apparently, that idea hadn't occurred to her yet.
Knowing that he was only going to be criticized, and too tired to argue or correct them, Hajiki got up from the chair he'd been sitting in and headed towards the door, "If both of you are so mad at me for coming home late, I'll leave and come back in the morning, will that be early enough for you?" He hadn't been fighting, and when he did, he was only trying to protect them with Lightning. They didn't understand; why did they want so much from him, why couldn't they just leave him alone?
Forgetting his hat and jacket, Hajiki left the apartment, ignoring his mother's shrieks to come back, and began walking aimlessly in the rain. After a while he found himself back at the same stone bridge he'd been on all day. Sitting down, he stuck his legs over the edge of the bridge, thinking as he did. It's entirely your fault, If I hadn't been wondering about you all day, I wouldn't have been late and they wouldn't have got mad at me. He smiled. I don't blame you for it though, Katana. I couldn't blame you for anything. It was true; he'd spent the whole day at the bridge daydreaming about the eighteen year old that wanted his and Lightning's death. That wouldn't keep Hajiki from loving him. Hajiki stayed like that, the rain only falling harder while he let his thoughts wander, until it abruptly stopped. Looking up, Hajiki saw Katana, the same person who had occupied his thoughts all that day, standing over him with an umbrella in his hand. "You shouldn't be sitting in the rain. You should go home before you catch a cold." Olive colored eyes searched his face, trying to detect a reason for him being there.
"Katana! What are you doing here?" Panic filled the young boy, why couldn't he ever see Katana without having to worry about a gun being pointed to his head? "You're not looking for a fight, are you?" Fighting was all that ever happened when Katana was around, because he only showed up when he wanted to fight. Oh no, and I don't have Lightning!
"Cheh, if I was looking for a fight, you'd already be dead. I'm here because Sayuri's cats' needed more food." The teen nodded his head towards a paper bag held in his arm. "Now why are you sitting in the rain?"
Good point, I would be dead. Taking his words as a momentary truce, the sixteen year old relaxed slightly, but didn't completely let down his guard. "Yeah, well, since when have you been worried about my health, huh?" Twisting slightly, he leaned on his hand so he wouldn't have to peer up to see Katana's face. It felt nice to just chat with Katana, it wasn't very often they were together without their Techodes.
"You're my rival, aren't you." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. "If you are going to die, it's because I'm going to kill you, not because you refused to go inside and caught a cold. I'm the only one allowed to hurt you now." Olive eyes narrowed, he didn't want anything to happen to Hajiki, no matter what anybody else said. Hajiki couldn't know that he found him special though, he valued that Hajiki would even talk to him on a friendly basis like this. He was good at hiding his emotions when he needed to though, he could handle this. "Go home." The tall boy said forcefully. (A/N: Great way to handle things.)
Unaffected by the older teen's distant behavior, something he had grown use to, Hajiki shrugged, "nah, nobody wants me there, and besides, if I do catch a cold, it's not going to kill me. I promise." Hajiki winked at the boy, causing a slight blush to appear on his normally pale face. Hajiki was far too innocent to know what he did to him.
"You mean you don't have a warm home with a loving family waiting for you? I find that hard to believe."
Hajiki sighed, his gaze wandering towards the river. "Let's just say that I'm not exactly on the best terms with my mom and sister, okay? Right now I'd rather stay in the rain than put up with those two. Even if we weren't going to fight when I got there, I don't want to walk that far just to get out of this weather. Besides, I kinda like the rain." A smile crossed his face.
Perhaps Katana could help Hajiki, he would just have to make sure to control himself. If he got to be near Hajiki, he could do it. Thinking about what he was about to do, and whether or not he really wanted to do it, Katana looked in the direction of Hajiki's house. "You're right, you're house is pretty far from here. So why don't you come to my place with me?"
"Huh? What did you just say? You want me to go to your place with you?" Hajiki nearly fell into the river as he hurried to his feet, did Katana actually just asked him to come with him? He'd had dreams were Katana asked him this, erotic dreams, but he was awake now, so why was Katana asking? It wasn't that he didn't want to go; it was just going to be a trap or something. Although this did seem a strange way to kill him, why did Katana want to take him to his home to do it? Katana had never cared where he tried to kill him before, so what was wrong with the street now?
"Why not? It's half the distance and then I won't have to worry about you catching a cold." The blue-eyed boy looked at him, dumbstruck, He would actually be worried about me? No way. Seeing the look, Katana mistook it as one confused disgust. "You can stay out here if you want, though." Katana turned and began to walk away, but he couldn't, not before he heard the younger boy tell him no. Looking over his shoulder, he asked, "Well? Are you coming or not?"
He actually meant it? "Yeah, wait up!" Snapped out of his daze, Hajiki rushed under the umbrella beside Katana, completely surprising the older boy with his eagerness. The two walked in silence until they reached the building where Katana lived. Following the olive-eyed teen through the door, Hajiki asked, "Where's Sayuri?" He looked around, not being able to detect the little girl, or any other signs of life, in the dark building. "Or her cats?" Suddenly the trap idea didn't seem so unlikely.
Going down the stairs, Katana replied. "She doesn't live here, she just spends the days with me playing, and she took her cats home with her for the night." Placing the paper bag beside the door where Sayuri could get to it, he smiled faintly at the idea of the small blond child, realizing that the only people that Sayuri was really close to besides himself and the Harmony girl, was Hajiki. Then he noticed Sayuri and Hajiki had the same eyes. "Here, dry yourself off." Katana tossed a towel to Hajiki, who started slowly drying his head, still looking around wondering how he could live alone in the place without any friends.
"Thanks." Wow, so this is where Katana lives, I'd wondered. Wait, If I wanted to know where he lives, why wouldn't I ask Aiko? Rolling his eyes, Hajiki gave himself the answer to his stupid question. Duh, she would have told Shinozuka that I asked and then she would ask everyone else if they knew why I wanted to know. Not like it's any of their business.
"It's going to take you forever to get dry like that," Hajiki was brought out of his thoughts as the Heavy-metal operator, who'd been watching him lightly tousle his hair, snatched the towel away. "And keeping this wet shirt on isn't going to help you get dry." Draping the towel around his shoulders, Katana began pulling Hajiki's shirt off.
"Hey! Katana, quit that!"
"I don't think so." Grabbing the brown haired boy's wrists, Katana held them above his head and succeeded in getting the soaking sweatshirt off before Hajiki could break free. Carelessly throwing the shirt on the table, Katana took the towel from around his shoulders and began to dry Hajiki's back and chest, much to the smaller boy's protest. Hajiki didn't stand still until he felt Katana's fingertips come off the towel to gently brush against his chest; he hoped the taller boy wouldn't notice his obvious blush. But Katana did, and he liked it. It encouraged him. Maybe he and Hajiki could have a little fun together after all.
"You're all dry now."
"Uhhh, yeah, thanks Katana." Hajiki stuttered, trying to overlook that he was standing shirtless in front of the boy that meant the most to him. Smirking, Katana edged closer to him, "No problem, it was my pleasure." Hajiki gulped, backing up a little. Unnerved by the predatory look on Katana's face, he didn't even realize he had gone towards the couch. Not about to let his prize get away, the mysterious teen stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Hajiki's waist to pull the small boy's body against his own and kissed him. Taking advantage of the shocked boy's open mouth, he slipped his tongue in, exploring every bit of the warm cavern, trying to get Hajiki to understand his need for him. While he wanted to respond, Hajiki thought Katana was trying to use his emotions to manipulate him, he didn't believe the boy honestly meant the kiss. It was true he was enjoying this, but he couldn't let Katana know that he was, Katana could never care for him like that; he'd only be a toy for the teen.
Hajiki pulled away from the kiss and looked at Katana, "What the heck do you think you're doing?" He yelled, but it tore at Hajiki's heart to say those words. He wanted to melt in Katana arms and become lost in a sea of pleasure, he wanted the solitary boy's to have feelings for him. But this couldn't real; he wanted it too much for it to be real. That idea didn't last long.
Katana smirked again; "Only what you want me to." He might have believed Hajiki was upset about the kiss a bit more if his face wasn't so flushed. Eyes clouded with lust, Katana brought his face closer, almost purring, "Hajiki." Maybe he could have fun tempting him, the olive-eyed boy started nibbling on Hajiki's ear, trying to get a reaction. Hajiki was going to get pleasure from this too; he just needed to go slowly to make Hajiki calm down and relax a little.
"No. You're wrong." Hajiki was trying to convince himself as well as the older teen was his words. "We're enemies, we fight each other. I don't want you to do this." A gasp escaped the brown haired boy's lips; all focus lost as Katana's hands began to roam his body. The younger boy moaned Katana's name, driving him further, but Hajiki had to accept this first.
Katana started covering Hajiki's face with butterfly kisses, whispering, " If you didn't want this, you wouldn't have come with me. Don't deny us this pleasure, my little Hajiki, you've always been mine and you know it." He had to keep control of his hormones a little longer; he couldn't ravish this delicious body yet.
"That's not true." The brown-haired boy's voice sounded unsure, even to himself. Why was he resisting? This what he wanted, right? He doubted that Katana would still be doing this if he weren't serious, so maybe the teen did care for him.
"Of course it is. You want to be mine, admit it." Something incoherent came from Hajiki's mouth. "What did you say, my little Hajiki?" Katana asked, looking at him with absolute adoration in his eyes. Dreamy, far away looking blue eyes met his olive ones, "I said, maybe you're right." Hajiki's tentatively wrapped his arms around Katana's neck and pressed his lips against the older boy's, separating them to allow Katana's tongue entrance. Whatever self-restraint Katana had flew out the door.
"Hajiki," Katana moved his mouth back to Hajiki's neck, his voice seductive. "I want you to tell me that you need to me," Katana's tongue ran up his neck, teasing him. "Don't worry, I'll be nice." he bit gently in the soft skin, causing Hajiki to whimper. The vampire-like boy began to suck on his skin; Hajiki knew there was only one thing left to say for him to say, and he didn't care who approved or disapproved of it. "Katana," he murmured, "I need you."
"I know." Triumphantly, Katana pushed him onto the couch.