The Taste of Oranges
A No. 6 Fanfiction
by Tomoyo-chan
Disclaimer: I do not own.
Nezumi always kept his promises. He came back, even if it was just a few days or even a few hours at a time. He once lasted two months before the urge to leave one again hit him. Prior, he only stayed to bring down No. 6. Now, Shion was the only thing that kept time here. And that desire was so much weaker than the derision he felt for the reforming city.
Often, Shion would wake with nothing more than the taste of sweet oranges on his tongue to tell him Nezumi really had been there. On those days Shion would spend perhaps an hour morosely wandering the house, searching for any remaining trace of Nezumi before heading with resignation off to work.
Friends and coworkers tried to ignore the increasingly bipolar personality of the white haired boy. One could always tell when Nezumi was in town by the truthfulness behind Shion's smile. The shrug-it-off attitude Shion once had - losing his status, his friends, his house in Chronos and then again in Lost Town - it seemed to be failing these days. The difference in the boy every time Nezumi left was growing. More and more often, one could find Shion gazing off into the distance, waiting for his fickle lover-boy.
That was how the evening light found Shion that day. Curled up and staring out the window, when a quiet chirp came from the floor. Shion's eyes brightened as he saw a cream colored mouse staring back at him. That was how Nezumi announced himself. No knocking on the front door for him. He would be let in or he would break in, whichever was easier.
Recently, he had started coming only at night, and would be gone by the next morning, off wherever he went. Shion didn't mind. He had Nezumi to himself all through the night, until he finally passed out from exhaustion. He would let Nezumi use him however he wanted to. And if that seemed to be limited to his body, then that was what he would give.
And when another morning came, and all he had left was bruises and semen dripping down his legs and the taste of oranges, then that was what he would take.
Wow, much more depressing then I started out thinking it would be. And Nezumi turned into an asshole for some reason. Also, personally I felt awkward writing part of this, especially trying to find a good synonym for sperm. Now I have to go and clean my mind.