My Addiction

Chapter Three

Akito was furious. Ever since he had seen Momiji and Haru sneaking in a few nights ago he had been fuming. Not only about the fact that the pair were together but also because of the needle that had fallen out of one of their pockets, telling the God just what they had been up to.

"THEY BELONG TO ME, NOT EACH OTHER!!! WHAT WERE THEY THINKING GETTING TOGETHER BEHIND MY BACK?!? AND DRUGS?!? DO THEY WANT TO DIE?!? IF THE DO THEN I WILL BE THE ONE TO DO IT!!!"

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Momiji stood over the hot cooker thinking, as he had been since Haru's confession, about what he could do to help his friend. He refused to take Haru to a councillor or physiatrist. Haru wasn't mentally troubled just… confused. Momiji longed to know what was wrong with his friend, what was causing him to behave how he was. The rabbit had been worried that it was something he had done wrong but couldn't remember what.

'What Haru really needs,' Momiji thought as he plated their dinner up and carried it over to where Haru was sat at the table, 'Is to get away from here for a few days to take his mind off of things. Maybe I'll take him to the hot springs for a week or two.'

"It looks lovely, M'iji" Haru complimented as the rabbit set the plates down on the table and took the seat opposite.

"T-thank you Haru," Momiji stuttered, trying to control the blush that was forming on his cheeks. He watched in amazement as Haru began shovelling folks full of spaghetti and meat into his mouth.

Resembling a hamster, Haru looked up to find the younger male gawping at him. An embarrassed blush formed on the ox's cheeks and he lowered his head, swallowing his huge mouthful before muttering, "S-sorry M'iji… I haven't had a decent meal in ages." Haru gazed longingly at his empty plate and Momiji pushed the rest of his food towards his friend. Ever since he had found out about Haru his appetite had gone. Haru smiled in appreciation before going back to shovelling food down his throat. Momiji smiled in amusement as he watched his best friend and pretended that things had gone back to normal. But his smile soon faded as his mind wandered back to what he had been thinking about earlier. He had tried for so long to keep quiet, especially now that Haru seemed to be getting better, but curiosity was beginning to get the better of the young rabbit.

"Haru… Why are you taking drugs? What's happened?"

Haru froze. The folk dropped from his hand and his gaze fell to the floor.

'Make something up!' He told himself but nothing believable came to his mind and so much time had passed that Momiji wouldn't believe him anyway. Momiji continued to stare at the older male. He knew, before the words had even left his mouth he wasn't going to get an answer. Sighing, Momiji continued. "What you really need Haru is something to take your mind off of things, something that'll make you forget about the drugs."

"It's not as easy as that, M'iji" Haru muttered, looking up from his plate and into his best friend's concerned eyes. "Drugs aren't that easy to just forget about. People normally get addicted to something else when they are trying to get off of drugs."

There was a long silence between the pair as each gazed at the wooden table, both lost in their own thought.

'Get addicted to something else…'

An idea was forming in the younger males mind as he thought more and more about what the ox had said. 'It could work… It would mean I get to spend more time with him…' A slight blush appeared on Momiji's pale cheeks, 'B-But… What if he gets high o-or turns black? What would he do to me? Would it be like last time?'

Momiji looked up to see the depressed and desperate look on the ox's dace and knew that he didn't care what happened to him as long as Haru, his best friend, his only love was happy. Momiji got to his feet, the creak of his chair moving back awakening Haru from his thoughts. The golden haired male reached over the table, pushing things out of his way. He placed his hands upon the ox's and leant in close so that their faces were only inches apart. Haru could feel Momiji's warm breath on his face as his own became low and raspy. His heart was hammering in his chest as what he had wished for was finally coming true.

Momiji closed the few centimetres between them, pressing his soft lips to Haru's, tasting the tomato sauce from their dinner briefly before pulling away. Once Haru's brain had caught up with what was going on he turned to gaze back up into Momiji's loving eyes. He opened his mouth to speak but the rabbit pressed a slim finger to his still burning lips.

"Let me be your drug Haru."