This is probably one of the shortest chapters I've ever wrote and I'm ridiculously happy with it. Personally I think it's cute… so lets see what you think? Thanks to everyone following this story so far and to Nico Zi for spending their Mosco points on the first chapter.

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'Do you even know what a hot dog is?' Toshiro asked, his voice thick with amusement as the vendor at the outside food cart went about making them one each.

'Of course I do, it's a cock shaped snack filled with E451 and E250, flavouring, water and very little in the way of actual meat.'

Toshiro was laughing, he had been from the moment the boy had started speaking, he was funny, charming and adorable.

'God that makes it sound so tasty,' Toshiro said sarcastically, 'I can't wait to dig in now.'

'Does this makes it tastier?'the timid voice asked and Toshiro turned around to see Yukio holding it suggestively in front of his open mouth, Toshiro simply smiled and punched the boys arm playfully.

'Not really no,' the stripper grinned at him and Yukio shrugged his shoulders as the vendor passed Toshiro his and the stripped dug into his pockets.

'I got this,' Yukio laughed as he paid easily for the hotdogs, 'I had wanted to go somewhere a bit more expensive after all, but in all honesty, I like your idea a lot better.'

Toshiro smiled at him and the two of them walked down the streets towards a park, at this time of night most parks had closed gates but the two boys simply hopped the fence and walked in to sit down on the grass somewhere away from the casual lights of the streets.

'So what are you studying?' Toshiro asked, finishing up his hot dog which – despite what Yukio had said – tasted just fine to him.

'Well that depends do you want the truth or the lie I keep telling my parents when I return home each year?'

'You lie to your parents?' Toshiro asked curiously, watching the boy as he stuffed the tail end of his roll into his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, waiting until he'd swallowed until he spoke.

'Yeah, doesn't everyone?'

'Not me,' Toshiro smirked, 'mine are dead.'

'Oh,' Yukio turned a wide shocked eye to him, 'fuck, I'm sorry-'

'Don't be,' Toshiro cut him off, 'it happened when I was very young and before you start assuming it wasn't the misplaced guidance that led to me becoming a stripper, now tell me about these lies.'

Yukio was looking at him, trying to read him and Toshiro could feel that deep emerald gaze on the side of his face where he sat on the grass gazing out over a small pond of water that coruscated in the moonlight. When Toshiro turned, ready to scold him for looking at him the same way everyone else did when they found out about his parents, he was surprised. The boys gaze was tender, not sympathetic… it was empathetic.

'My parents are never around,' he eventually sighed, a hand coming up to rub his forehead as he looked away again, 'they've neglected me my whole life, I was raised by the servants of our house, I think I could count the number of times I've actually had a decent conversation with them on one hand.' There was silence that followed these words and Toshiro frowned, he didn't really know what to say. What was worse? Having parents that didn't care about you or not having any at all? At least he could imagine his parents would have been loving and caring people, maybe that was better than actually living in the reality of them being total assholes?

'And just so you know, I never would have assumed that you not having parents was the reason for your career choice. I try not to assume anything about anyone.'

Toshiro turned to him, a small smile playing at the edges of his lips as he watched the blond boy. Yukios only visible large emerald eye was watching Toshiro and though it was hard to see in the dim lighting Toshiro was sure he saw colour flush onto the boys cheeks.

'What?'

'Nothing,' Yukio said quickly turning away, 'just talking about your career choice brought back some very fond memories.'

'You only had that lap dance an hour ago,' Toshiro laughed and Yukio sighed contently.

'One of the best moments of my life,' he sighed and Toshiro snorted his laughter.

'You're avoiding the question I asked,' the Prodigy reminded him.

'Not avoiding just dwelling on other thoughts,' the blond stretched his arms out above his head then flopped back down into the grass with his arms behind his head. Toshiro rolled onto his side, propped by an elbow in the grass as he watched him. 'My parents think I'm studying Biological Sciences with a side of particle physics, what I'm really studying is Computing, design and programming.'

'So is that to become a game designer?' Toshiro asked, his curiosity spiking now as he watched the boy suddenly a lot of him made sense, a closet gamer that was clearly very shy yet highly intelligent and innocent, after all gamers weren't known for their active social lives.

'Yeah, speaking of which,' the blond brought his arms out to prop himself up onto his elbows, 'I noticed in the club your light programmes were off by a few seconds with the actual music, if you need someone to take a look at the programme I'd be happy too?'

Toshiro chuckled, he wasn't sure if he should be offended that the astute male had noticed that while getting a lap dance from the Prodigy or be astounded that he even noticed at all.

'That'd be great, Rangiku is always complaining about it, most of the others seem not to care.' Toshiro hummed as he leaned over closer to the boy before rolling onto his stomach and laying his head on his arms which he'd crossed under his head. Now the two boys were so close their sides were almost touching.

'I don't mean to pry,' Yukio started as he turned his head towards Toshiro, 'and you can totally choose not to answer this but, if you don't have any parents… who?' he left the question hanging in the air suggestively.

'My Granny raised me,' he sighed, 'you can probably tell from my accent I'm not a British boy,' he smirked and Yukio grinned back. 'I grew up right beside Lake Michigan in the US with my Gran, she stayed behind when I came here to study, but I had to drop out when she got ill, so now I work to send her money for her treatment. She's okay though.' He added quickly, not wanting this to become one of those cliché moments of diving too deep into delicate family matters on the first date… at least… that's what he assumed this was. 'She's alive, she beat the cancer and it's gone but it's just the tail end of her treatment and so there's a lot of expenses.'

'I could help you out with money Toshiro.' Yukio said his voice full of concern and Toshiro was shaking his head.

'No way, no that's not why I want your friendship Yukio,' Toshiro said and watched as the boy frowned and opened his lips to protest, 'this isn't up for discussion Yukio, I appreciate the offer I really do, but we're doing just fine.' He smiled now, trying to draw the conversation away from all the deep heavy crap, 'besides I'll be done paying for her treatment in about a year,' lies.

Yukio watched him with a concerned gaze for a while then seemed to make his mind up about something, his brows were furrowed for only a few moments before straightening out.

'Let's change topic, anyway, your friends seem…' Toshiro was thoughtful for a moment pushing himself up so his elbows were supporting him as his stomach still rested on the ground, 'a bit egotistical, why are you so different?'

'Yeah they are,' Yukio laughed, grinning thoughtfully, 'they're like the only friends I have though and not all of them are that bad I swear, I'm guessing you must be talking about Ichigo, the guy who came to hire you for me?'

'Yeah, he's the strawberry blond right?' Toshiro asked, remembering clearly someone calling out that name as he'd walked away from the guy at the bar.

'That's him, he has a thing for "cute guys" as he calls them,' Toshiro turned around in time to see the blond rolling his eyes. 'He's claimed half the cute innocents in our year I swear.'

'Wait he takes away their virginity?' Toshiro asked his voice rising with shock as he stared ludicrously at the blond.

'That's right,' Yukios voice sounded slightly amused and it brought to attention another question on Toshiros mind.

'And you?'

'Nah I don't sleep with virgins.' Yukio grinned and Toshiro scowled and shook his head.

'I mean… did he get you?'

'Is that a ridiculously long winded way of saying that you think I'm both cute and innocent?' Yukios massive emerald eye went wide in mock shock and Toshiro just laughed at him.

'Yes it is actually, let me come right out and ask it then, have you ever slept with a guy?'

'I-' the darkening was back on his cheeks again, 'no, Ichigo has come after me a couple of times but I've never exactly been interested.'

'Why not?' Toshiro asked, genuinely curious now, he wanted to know more about this boy, the thought of Ichigo not having claimed him seemed alluring in a challenging sort of way.

'Well,' Yukio wriggled uncomfortably on the ground, 'he's very… well… you know… and I'm… well… you know.'

'You're going to have to give me more than that Yukio.' Toshiro laughed at the blond and shook his head as his hands absently began to pluck grass out the ground and throw it into its own little pile.

'Well, he's dominant and very much sometimes an asshole and I think when he tried his advancements and I wasn't… reciprocating shall we say, he maybe thought I was asexual or something. So he came up with this great idea of having me get a lap dance.'

'Did he never think that maybe you were straight?'

'Straight? Look at me,' he quirked a brow and nodded down at himself with a slightly amused smile, 'he's a bit more observant than that, either that or it was because he discovered my stash of dirty male magazines under my bed.'

'Dirty magazines huh?' Toshiro asked with a smirk, 'so you're not asexual?'

'Didn't you notice the boner when you were dancing?' Yukio mumbled, the colour darkening his face once more and Toshiro just laughed and threw some of the blades of grass at him.

'Okay so you're not asexual, you're very much gay, Ichigo wants you for your virginity and you lie to your parents? I've learned a lot about you tonight.' Toshiro mused as he lowered his head back down, his sleeping schedule was all fucked up anyway but he could see the evidence of the blonds exhaustion settling in with the way his limbs occasionally twitched.

'Yup, that's me all summed up, so now let me not make any assumptions just because of your career, are you a virgin too?'

'No,' Toshiro said firmly with a smile, 'no I'm not, that would have been the right assumption to make.'

'Ah well, you can never be too sure. I'm assuming you're single though?' There was a small hopeful hint to his voice as he asked this and Toshiro couldn't help but grin like a stupid school boy with a crush.

'Yeah, I'm single you're right to make that assumption.'

'What a coincidence,' Yukio muttered with fake shock, looking around and shaking his head, 'because I happen to be single too. So that's why we're hanging out, tell you what, what if we were single together again another night?'

'You want to go out again?' Toshiro asked, throwing grass at him once more and watching him brush it off his arm.

'Yeah that's exactly what I said,' the blond grinned at him and Toshiro pretended to roll his eyes but there was still a smile on his lips that he couldn't quite get rid of.

'Alright yeah sure, what did you want to do as two single guys hanging out?'

'Maybe a movie?'

'What kind of movie? Beware, your answer may make or break the deal.' Toshiro added, a smirk playing at his lips as the blond boy raised his eyebrows.

'Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them? I've not managed to see it yet and if you don't like Harry Potter I don't think we can be friends.'

'That sounds perfect,' Toshiro laughed shaking his head, 'I love Harry Potter.'

Yukio had pulled his phone out and glanced at the time.

'Crap my time with you was up over twenty minutes ago,' he sighed and Toshiro frowned.

'Don't worry, it's on the house now if we're doing this again but you need to sleep.' Toshiro pushed himself to his feet, he was used to getting by on very little sleep anyway and usually went to bed about 5am and slept until the back of 12.

'Alright well, since my phones out I guess I should take down your number.' By the light of his phone Toshiro saw him grinning a little and looking up with a hopeful eye.

'Sure,' Toshiro laughed as he read out his mobile number and the boy captured it and swiftly sent him a text so he had his. Just as Yukio was getting to his feet, Toshiros phone went off in his pocket and he grinned.

'Got your message,' Yukio smiled at him.

'Good, so you didn't give me an incorrect number then, good to know.' Yukio sighed contently and Toshiro laughed at him as they made their way over to the fence and cleared back over it with ease.

The two then proceeded to argue intently about who was walking who home and eventually Toshiro had to give up considering there was a number of things working against him, number one he lived closer to where they were, number two he was younger and number three there was a taxi rank outside Toshiros apartment where Yukio wouldn't have an issue getting a ride home and finally number four he found it very hard to say no, considering no man had ever cared that much about him before to even offer.

As they walked in the direction of Toshiros apartment they continued to chat, eventually conversation had strayed onto exes.

'I dated a girl once,' Yukio mused, 'worst hour of my life.'

'What?' Toshiro laughed turning to look at him as they walked down the empty street. 'Yeah, didn't even realise it was a date, we were like 15 and she just took a liking to me at this party, said we were dating, it was horrible. She tried to kiss me and I just ran away, I think that's when I fully understood why I found men so attractive.'

'Well, that's definitely shorter than any of my relationships, my longest was with this guy called Gin, we dated right up until a few months ago actually, over two years.'

'You started dating him when you were 17?' Yukio asked a bit surprised at this and Toshiro just nodded. 'Oh yeah, he was older too, he was 22 at the time, but five years isn't too bad I guess.'

'What was he like?'

'Very dominating, loved pet names, he was a nice guy. I liked him a lot and he liked me a lot but clearly not enough to be faithful. Walked in on him being fucked by a guy called Aizen. His excuse was terrible too, he'd said that it was because I would never be dominant in the bedroom which was bullshit because he never once asked, never once expressed the idea that he might like it.' Toshiro scowled, 'I'd have happily done it if it made him happy. Asshole.'

'I'm sorry,' Yukio sighed, 'that was totally un-cool of him, I don't even have any stories of my own to try and offer up.'

'That's alright,' Toshiro laughed, 'I went on a few benders since then, slept with a couple of other people but mostly people are just dicks, at least all the guys I've met in the last few months with yourself being the exception.'

'For once in my life I'm happy being called an exception,' Yukio smiled and suddenly they were standing outside Toshiros apartment. There was a hotel just down the street where four Taxis were parked and Toshiro pointed it out to him as they walked up the front steps.

'I'd invite you in but it looks like you need to get to bed,' Toshiro smiled and Yukio nodded, running and hand down his face to try and waken himself up a bit.

'No its fine don't worry, I'm fine grabbing a taxi I actually stay not to far away from here myself anyway.' They were silent for a little while after that.

'I had a great night,' Toshiro said, knowing he'd have to take the reigns on this one given the boys inexperience as he smiled sheepishly towards the stripper.

'Me too, somehow we managed to speak about all possible things you shouldn't when you first meet someone; exes, family affairs, we just missed the conversation about getting married and having kids.'

'Perhaps one day if I met the right guy,' Toshiro chuckled and Yukio laughed.

'Yeah me too.' He offered another shy smile then went to turn away to walk down the steps but Toshiro reached out and caught his arm, stopping the blond from leaving. Yukio turned back towards him curiously; his emerald eye wide for a moment as Toshiro took a bold step forward and leaned in. The boys lips were cold against his own but so soft, they also were not moving and Toshiro held the kiss for a few moments, wishing the boy to respond. When it was clear he wasn't going too Toshiro pulled back with a disappointed sigh to study the shocked look on his face.

'I'm sorry, that sucked, I j-j- did you just kiss me?' he questioned and Toshiro blinked, shit had he read the signs wrong? Perhaps this wasn't a date…

'Yes…'

'Oh god I'm so sorry,' Yukio was flushing now, 'I just wasn't expecting that I mean, I just, it's you and you're… you and I'm… well I'm me and I just, that was, well damn I'm- shit, so sorr-' He was cut off from his useless rambling as Toshiro leaned forwards once again and pressed his lips more firmly against the boys' own. This time Yukio responded, an arm wrapping securely around Toshiros waist and the Prodigy felt himself being pulled flush against his body, his lips pressing back with force now. Then their mouths began to move, opening and closing with a kind of innocence before Toshiro brought a hand up to cup the boys cheek, his breath tasted good and soon Toshiros tongue had infiltrated his mouth to seek out his own. The appendages danced for a few short moments before Toshiro retracted his back into his own mouth, not wanting to be one of those guys who used too much tongue on the first kiss. Then they pulled away, both flushed and both panting slightly.

'Goodnight,' Toshiro mumbled against his lips and watched as Yukio blinked in a kind of haze before nodding.

'Yeah goodnight,' he let Toshiro go and stepped back, walking back down the stairs then going off in the wrong direction. Toshiro frowned and went to call out to him to remind him the taxis were the other way but the boy seemed to have realised for himself and waved a hand as he ducked at his own stupidity and briskly walked the other way. Toshiro bit his lower lip to stop from laughing, clearly the kiss had fried his tired brain and so Toshiro decided to watch to make sure he actually made it down the street. The Prodigy didn't fail to notice the small skips that seemed to work its way into his steps, nor the small fist pump into the air as he finally made it to the taxi man. They spoke for a little while, then high fived before they both got in the cab and Toshiro was laughing. Had he seriously just told the taxi driver that they'd just kissed?
With amusement, Toshiro turned and unlocked the door to the complex before heading to his actual apartment. It was the first time in a long time he'd gone to bed with a genuine smile on his lips.

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