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Chapter 4

"Huh huh huh." Ritsuka breathed, his hands on his knees as he tried to regain his breath from climbing up three stories' worth of stairs two at a time for…what? Ritsuka's head lifted its gaze from the dirty cement floor to the back of Soubi's head. Then he lowered it down just as quickly. He knew why he ran and would refuse, unless under torture, to say it out loud.

Soubi looked back over his shoulder after opening the heavy, aluminum front door to his one room apartment. Ritsuka stood up straight and walked over to the door frame, hesitating to enter though he did peer inside. Not much had changed from the last time he was there. The room itself was huge, despite it being a normal apartment Maybe it seemed that way because of the lack of furnishings and mementos. The walls were a plain white, which made the honey colored oak floors stick out against their monotone paint. In one area was a small stainless steel kitchen, in another was a plasma T.V. and black leather couch. His queen bed, which was recently upgraded from a normal twin, was against the farthest wall from the door and covered in a mint green comforter with beige bedspread. The bathroom area was also little, but was dominated by a huge white tub. Windows were along the walls and a sliding door led to the balcony, which overlooked a nearby intersection. Soubi placed a hand on the small of Ritsuka's back and gently led him in, the atmosphere suddenly calm. As they walked in, removing their shoes at the little brown doormat before the entrance, Ritsuka saw that one corner of the space was dominated by paintings.

The paintings and the bed were the only spots of color in the apartment. Ritsuka, in black fuzzy socks, walked over to the paintings which were propped up against the walls. Yellowing newspapers from the last few months were spread out under them and behind them as to not dirty the floor or walls. His eyes were enchanted with the pastels and acrylics, the way they were painted so fluidly as if his hand just glided over the canvases in one endlessly smooth motion. Some were rough sketches people in them, a naked lady here and there, while most were paintings of butterflies and leaves. Ritsuka can tell that the ones with people were drawn in class, maybe as assignments or projects. In the end, they were all beautiful.

From behind him came Soubi, who had taken his shirt off and was bare chested, wrapping his long arms around Ritsuka's middle. He nuzzled his neck. Soon his hands found the buttons on the trench and proceeded to undo them. The trench was then left in a puddle on the floor, a purple striped shirt followed.

"They're going to get wrinkled." Ritsuka said, staring at an oil painting of a butterfly during flight. The colors used were only red and white so it appeared to look like splatterings of blood taking shapes on white canvas. He was now also shirtless, his small chest flat and smooth, nipples a rosy pink. The bulge was still there and as Soubi's large hands drifted further south, they brushed against it. This put it at full attention. He dropped a little kiss on his neck as he started to undo the button on the shorts. They went down more slowly then the other two. Ritsuka sucked in his bottom lip. Soubi lifted his head from Ritsuka's neck and went around him as to be directly in front.

Then, he got on his knees.

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