Pairing: Chris / Tetsu
Genre: Yaoi, Shonen Ai, Humor, Romance, General.
Type, Yaoi, continuing story. Mystery.
Warnings: Male/ male, relationship, don't like it, don't read it! Sexual situations not suitable for minors, I Mean It! I do not want to get in trouble, sorry. Bloody scenes and bad eating habits of a certain species, Dirty talking, mild violence, and some bad scenes I will point out.
My bad grammar and spelling! Sorry, I am native German so please bear with my English. I have already given it to one of my betas, until then, you have to read it like it is.
Summary: Chris lives now alone. He has still not gotten over his loss of all of his friends. Then one day he meets a new friend that seems strangely familiar to him.
Note: Flamers will be laughed at!
Chapter one,
A new friend?
Chris sighted out loudly; it had been a long day for the 16 years old human. The university of the youngest Orcot sucked he found and his study mates were busy all the time to harass the youngster in their middle because of his age and looks quite often.
Groaning to himself, the Blonde packed his belongings away and fleet inside the bathroom to take a long bath!
Tomorrow he would turn 17 and as usual, he would spend his birthday alone…only his brother still called him. Leon was somewhere in China…well, at least that had told his last card. The young human shakes his head and hid a smile…11 years, his brother searched now for 11 years after D, and still the Kami seem to avoid it to meet him at all costs!
Chris was fairly sure that the Kami never realized it fully why his family was so famous for their stubbornness! Now he laughter aloud, poor D, the youngster thought, his brother was hopeless when it came to that.
Then suddenly, a wave of melancholy hit him again.
Since the nasty incident from two years ago, when he had a more then awful argument with his oh so loving parents, that ended with his leave…. since that day they had never called him again.
Sure, his family made certain that Chris owned now a small apartment with two rooms, a small but nice kitchen and a storeroom he used as an office, but they never again talked to him.
He had only told the truth. What else should he have done? They never believed him anything when he did try it to tell them what he saw in the shop…only Sam did but she was more open for such things as his conservative parent replicas. It ended with it that he one day refused it to take the medicals they thought he needed and went to his brother for help.
Leon's rage had nearly reminded the boy on a tornado, not to mention that he broke his uncles jaw with a blow in the process …after he found that out with the medicals.
Since then, Chris lived nearly alone. Sam came sometimes over or called him, but ever only then when her parents were not home.
Leon, let him be as he was, had once begun to give money to a bank account for him…. he made sure that Chris could do with 15 what he wanted.
The small money account now gave the youth the security to study and since his uncle and aunt paid for his flat, he had even some spare money for other things.
He had grown allot in the last years, not as tall or powerfully built in frame as Leon, but tall nerveless.
Chris was more the slender type of a human being. Sometimes he wearied glasses because of his slight eye problems but only to read with them on the computer screen.
He studied Biology.
Moreover, the youth was one of the best in his classes! He had made it through school in record time and then gotten this stipendium on the LA University for studying. Chris could be proud upon himself and that not for nothing.
But to be this young, to have that IQ and to be too smart for his own good could also be a curse…. especially when you were called eerie all the time from others…
He had cased with the years to yearn after his old live and his friends in the pet shop.
Chris only sometimes asked himself what he could have done to deserve a punishment like this.
One day he had happily chatted with Pon Chan, Tetsu, and the next, he suddenly sat in the car of his uncle and got a lecture about it that it gave no such a thing as animals that looked human.
There in the car it had been when young Chris suddenly realized it that he was alone…and what he had lost. Sure, Leon tried to soothe the sad boy but failed miserably all the time. What his brother took much worse as Chris…. he even went so far to promise him to give D the picture back…that was 11 years ago.
He washed his now nearly waist length blond hair…another thing no one seems to accept, his want to have long hair like his brother.
He had denied it to let it cut since his 8 year, ok, Chris thought, maybe it was a little longer as some thought it was appropriate for a male but hell, he loved the long mane mostly… means, when he had not to wash them!
Then the long strands of gold could be a pain to dry later!
They told him he looked like a girl with them… his classmates as also his uncle and aunt. Leon shrugged it off and told them to shut the fuck up and to leave him alone already…that he would grow out of that sooner or later.
Now with nearly seventeen, the most thought at the campus that Christopher was gay and called him often names.
He gave nothing upon it, ignored it mostly, they could call him what hey wanted, he thought, he was not gay and just loved his hair, final!
What did they all have against nice and fitting clothes or to look fine anyways? Does everybody had to look ruffled and casual because it was the current stile?
He loved his stile of fine attire with the silken pants and the silken shirts…what was wrong with his Chinese shirt? He felt good in these garments and they hindered not his movements.
In summer, he had also not their problems with sweating and did not smell horrible…what reminded Chris on it to buy tomorrow the nice beige set he saw in the shop in Chinatown. He had wanted it now for longer to purchase but never had enough money for the expensive attire before.
Besides that, Pon would kill him if she ever found out that he dressed not neatly and Christopher Orcot wanted not to make all of her teachings and effort on him go waste.
Even after all these years, the young man still could hear her telling him with Shuko together to dress up more fittingly and not like a garbage.
Tetsu had often scold the boy when he had sat in the main room in filthy clothing or when Chris took not a shower before he went to bed…he smirked at the reminiscence…one day the horned youth had dragged the youngster in the shower after he got back to the shop from a visit of his brothers flat. Tetsu was steaming mad at Leon for letting the boy trip in the messy flat, over a bottle with syrup and then did not even washed the boy before he send him back. Chris learned some interesting new curses that afternoon…
After that, the Totetsu had put him in his night clothes and send him to bed…back then, the beast had more acted like a brother as Leon.
Then again, was that a wonder?
Leon mostly was too busy with his crime chores in the police station and to catch criminals all the time.
Tetsu, well Tetsu was mostly around Chris to find and even slept with the boy in one bed often. Much to D´s constant worries…why he did, Chris never found out.
The beast never harmed Christopher, just snuggled in his side, or cradled Christopher into his chest all the time. Mostly did he mumble about Christopher's habit to use him as a pillow replica all the time.
Strangely enough, Tetsu never tried to escape…or showed Chris away when the boy grasped him in his sleep.
He missed that the most in the beginning…the caring feeling the Tao Tie always gave Chris when he had been close to.
Chris needed a full year to learn again to sleep alone…but the feeling of isolation was ever nearby when Christopher went to bed, even until today…
Today had been a surprise.
Between classes he got beleaguered again from Colin Barger only that this time a new member of their study classes stopped the Fun of the bulky man and his dim-witted friends.
They had laughed at his outfit again and called him a fag then unexpectedly…
" Does that then mean that I have to be one too?"
The voice was like mysterious, cold and settled, as if the speaker used it to make sure that he got Chris attackers attention.
This silken voice belonged to a lean and tall male with long, very long black tresses, tied in the neck of the male with an expensive antique piece of a golden hair bind jewelery.
The face was it what caught Chris attention immediately; that man was very attractive and the eyes looked like black onyx, he could tell this man was not American native at all. His features gave him as an Asian on miles away.
Strangely enough, even Chris had to ogle, even if it happened out of dissimilar motives as Colin and the others did stare. The stranger wearied a very expensive looking cheongsam!
He had not seen such a beautiful piece of traditional Chinese attire in years…black basis color with a hand stitched beast design in gold and red tones…it must have cost a fortune!
Not to mention that the entire man gave an atmosphere of strength and superior away that was not normal either. The young man could only look intently at the other man, why was he suddenly feeling like he had meet this man before in his live?
Chris was sure he did not! Surely, he would remember such a marking face and that voice! Colin, not knowing what to say for once, snorted and tried to look intimidating at the new arrived man but it worked not out as he was used to it. The black haired man just gave him a sneer and raised a brow at his macho behaves…then he had the courage to shrug it of and to go around the bulky man to examine the damage of Christopher's, by now violated shirt. They had thrown ink on him…like children!
The stranger ts´ked and without to turn around he began to address Colin again in his chilly, deep rich voice from before.
"I really hope that you receive more money as your outfit gives off…because the cleaning of this silk alone will cost you a fortune!"
Colin gaped at the tall man who seemingly overlooked him all the time, and then he made the mistake to grab the Chinese male by his clothing to pull him around to him.
Well, tried to grasp him was the better choice of words because the other abruptly turned and stared at him with cold dark eyes and a look that vowed dead to Colin if he dared to sully his cheongsam with his filthy fingers.
Somehow, even a bit smaller in stature as Colin, the new one managed it in some way to look more dangerous as the dirty blond haired man. The bully stopped his assault midway and turned his shaking hand down again.
Colin Barger gulped at the look and made that he leaved the scenery. Throwing mean comments about faggots out at the pair who before long stand alone in the hallway when he and his bullies vanished finally.
"What a waste of time and space! Who was that brute?"
His voice which now addressed the still a little dazzled looking Chris was now warm as honey and rich as wine. Did he imagine things here, or had the other just terrified the university number one troublemaker away?
Chris told him Colin's name in a rather soft voice, still not knowing what got him the awareness of a man like this.
Again, the other took the border of his favorite Chinese silk top in his hand, the fingers had long flawlessly manicured nails on them, Chris noted unconsciously.
" I am ill-mannered (he let go of it again after a little inspection and addressed Christopher in the same affectionate voice from before) I have to ask for forgiveness, my name is Wong. (A short bow that Christopher clumsily returned after some seconds and an introduction of Chris followed suit. The other gingerly took his belongings from the ground then he motioned Christopher to tag along) This is unfortunate for you, the shirt will need qualified cleaning…how it comes that such a …brute…on an institute like this?"
Chris could only laugh at the playful tone the man called Wong used to address Colin as a brute. It got him a grin of the black haired man in return. " I don't know, I try to stay away from him mostly but sadly he seems to have picked on me out of a point I do not know…thank you for help me. But I fear, he will now also pick on you, sir."
"I am not a sir, just Wong (the other smiled at Chris affectionately before a cold smirk graced his features swiftly) and to your concerns about my welfare, lets just say he will be surprised if he try…that. Don't worry, I am fully able to take care of myself."
Chris felt shivers run down his spine, somehow the lean man reminded him suddenly at a hunter and not truly a human being when he smirked uncaringly like that!
Chris could not help it, why was he thinking and reacting as if he did know this new man?
Even the way he seems to smirk…all reminded him of someone…only he could not put it to whom.
Shaking the irritating feeling in the back of his mind off for now, the youth followed the other out of the building and soon found out that Wong seem to live in the same direction as him.
On the way home, both soon began to chatter sociable with each other, oddly enough. Chris never was easy in making friends since he left the shop…he feared too much the others would turn against him in time or just leave him like the others had done it.
With Wong, he had the feeling he could tell him everything.
Not was this man handsome enough to be a model, he had a great sense of dry humor too and so Chris soon found himself enjoy the company of the other male more then he normally did enjoy others company.
Chris lived near the Chinatown and figured the other would probably live in it.
Wong seem to have the talent to read his mind to a certain extend. He often asked Chris questions the other did not expect and so startled the younger man often. Yet, he never went to far or asked him private things. He reminded Chris a little at D. only a little however he was feeling at ease with this bizarre man.
The other told him that he had moved here shortly to work as a cook in one of the expensive restaurants. That he also wanted to end his studies at the university and that he felt a little displaced here in the USA. The younger Orcot could only speculate, the restaurant the Phoenix garden he did know, and it was an expensive place with only the best cooks in Chinatown.
His new companion must be a high caliber as a chef to work there!
When Wong asked him if he would be tomorrow at the University too he shakes his fair-haired head and told him that he had his birthday the next day. That got him a puzzled look from the black haired male beside him. Chris did not know why, but he suddenly told Wong that he would stay at home alone the next day, he even told him a part of why no one would be there with him tomorrow and that he did miss his brother dearly. Chris had no clue why, but somehow he felt right to tell Wong that all.
Wong just smiled sorrowfully at the younger man and after some seconds he suddenly gave Chris his possessions back. He told him that he had to go another way now, so both parted on the corner that marked unnoticed the area to the Chinatown.
Chris lived not far from here in a small apartment complex.
Before the black haired man leaved, he asked Chris if he would do him the kindness to come to the restaurant the next day in the afternoon. First Christopher tried to turning it down but soon he gave up and agreed to appear with a defeated smile on his face…Wong had insisted for him to come.
He watched the other go until he was not to see any longer, a strange feeling of tranquility and happiness filled the young man all the time.
He really did not know why, but for the first time for years, Christopher Orcot felt not alone any longer.
Now, here he was, blow-drying his long hair that seems to have enthralled the Chinese man so much. All their way back he saw the attractive man give him strange looks, nothing bad or so, just as if he was memorizing his looks…Chris blushed intensely, Wong had also been fascinated with the length of the golden mane.
He wearied it mostly in a loose ponytail; this avoided it to entangle itself all the time, and to get them into his face. Two times the other went even so far to touch along the long hair…normally Christopher would have told everybody that he did not like it to be touched. Strangely enough, he let the other do what he pleased…he was sure he was now redder in the face as a tomato!
What did he think?
Then the looks the couple got when they walked along the roads back in the direction of the Chinatown, some passengers had even stopped and looked after them! He did not really want to know what they must have thought…but Chris had to give, they both must have given off an fascinating view. Wong with his long black hair and he with his golden mane, chuckling now the boy slipped into his pajamas and went to his bedroom.
Christopher was not exactly gay but not straight either, he found out a while ago that he liked both gender and Wong certainly was a extremely handsome man. With his dark looks, he had caught the younger man fully. The pale skin made an attractive difference to his black hair, Chris mused.
Now madly blushing, he hided his burning face in the cushion, Chris was just hoping that the other never found out! Who knew, maybe he was considering him as a friend of some sort…surely such a man already had somebody else.
…Why then, Chris thought all of a sudden, why then does that thought makes me sad?
He closed his eyes in exhaustion. After all, he could do nothing against it at the present. Chris decided to see what the next day brought him, now; he was too tired to philosophy about it anyway.
The rest of he night, Christopher slept peacefully and dreamed of his past days in the Pet Shop.
When he had been happy and played all the time with a certain red head called Tetsu.
Please let me know if you like it, the plot took me awhile and this will have four or five chapters.
I wanted to make a different try this time. Since I am now fan of shota, I choose to make Christopher older. And I have to admit, I loved Wong alias Tetsu! (Has a stupid attraction to black haired and red haired man in general;)
It got me angry when he had to leave that form…anyway, I am a hopeless fan of this pair, and they are just too cute in the Manga!
Suryallee.