Takashi stood there, looking at Kyoya shocked. He hadn't expected the other to show up on his doorstep. Takashi shook his head, not wanting to let Kyoya stand out in the rain any longer. "Sorry, come in." He said in a gravelly voice. Takashi stepped back so that Kyoya could come in and looked around for a towel. "Stay here." Takashi said as he hurried to get Kyoya a towel. Once he had one, Takashi hurried back to the younger boy and put the towel over his head. "Did you walk here without an umbrella?" Takashi asked as he absentmindedly rubbed the towel in Kyoya's hair. Takashi watched as Kyoya nodded his head, keeping his gaze averted from the other. "Kyoya… What are you doing here?" Takashi demanded in a quiet voice.
Kyoya looked up at Takashi and was instantly tongue tied. Kyoya wanted to tell the older man how he had battled with himself all the way home until he couldn't stand it any longer. Something had built up deep inside Kyoya and he had run the majority of the way to Takashi's manor, only walking the last half mile or so. The rain hadn't helped cool him off though as Kyoya thought about Takashi and how hurt the older male had looked when he rejected the offer to go to Takashi's estate. Kyoya sighed softly then looked back up at Takashi. "We had plans and I left without joining you. I apologize for the inconvenience Sempai." Kyoya said formally.
Takashi felt a muscle in his jaw tick at how formal Kyoya had sounded but he didn't say anything about it. "Come in to the living room with me and I will start a fire so that we can warm you up. Would you like something hot to drink?" Takashi said softly as he started toward the living room where he had left the television on. "And if you're hungry I just ordered some food. I can always call back and add to my order." Takashi added, not realizing he was rambling. He turned and saw that Kyoya was staring at him peculiarly and Takashi hurriedly turned away so that Kyoya couldn't see just how confused and frustrated he really was. 'Calm down Takashi. Kyoya came here of his own accord and all you are going to do is scare him away.' Takashi thought to himself as he pressed a button to the kitchens. "Could you bring two cups of hot tea down?" He asked kindly, not caring that Kyoya had never answered if he wanted any tea.
Takashi walked over to the fireplace and lit it, watching as the fire burned brightly behind the glass. He was completely unaware that Kyoya was studying him from across the room. "Please come closer to the fire so you can get warm. Would you like me to order you something to eat?" Takashi asked, looking over his shoulder at Kyoya and feeling a small smile passing his lips. He couldn't help but smile at the picture before him; Kyoya dripping wet and standing in his living room. 'It's like a dream come true.' Takashi thought to himself with a small sigh. Kyoya slowly crossed the room and moved so he was sitting on the floor in front of the fire, letting out a small sigh of relief at the warmth he felt.
"What are you really doing here Kyoya?" Takashi questioned quietly. The younger boy sighed and turned so that he was looking at Takashi.
"I meant what I told you earlier about how I feel Mori-Sempai. I'm not about to take it back." Kyoya said defensively.
"I'm not expecting you to take it back Kyoya. I don't want you to. I just want to know why you really came to my home." Takashi answered his voice calm despite the raging turmoil inside of him. Takashi ached to reach out and pull Kyoya into his arms and warm the other boy with his body, not with the fire. Takashi wanted Kyoya to confide in him and share what was wrong. He wanted to take the pain away.
"I… Mori-Sempai…" Kyoya started; only to be interrupted when a maid walked in with a tea kettle and two cups. The woman didn't even raise a brow at Kyoya's state as she filled a mug with tea and held it out to Kyoya. The raven-haired male took the glass thankfully and took a sip of the hot tea with a small sigh.
"Thank you." Takashi said to the maid before looking back at Kyoya, knowing that the woman would leave. Takashi could see that Kyoya was slowly relaxing the more he sat in the living room, becoming familiar with his surroundings. "You were saying?" Takashi asked gently, trying to get him to open up about what he was doing.
Kyoya sighed, knowing he was only delaying the inevitable. "I wanted to be with you, alright? Is that such a crime?" He demanded, almost sounding like he was going to cry.
Takashi just looked at him, unsure of what he had just heard. "You… Wanted to be with me?" Takashi whispered softly, still not sure if he had heard the other male right.
"Yes… Is that so hard to believe? I told you how much I care about you and… It would just make sense that I want to be with you!" Kyoya growled, resisting the urge to throw the cup in his hands at the wall since he knew it was quite expensive. Kyoya turned his head and looked at Takashi, wondering how the older man would take what he was explaining to him.
"No… It's not so hard to believe Kyoya. It is just shocking to me. I had never expected you to share the same feelings as me let alone want to be with me." Takashi tried to explain as he looked at the obviously distraught younger boy. "We have only just confessed to each other and I'm still trying to let that sink in. I never ever thought that you would be here, in my house, alone with me. You do realize that neither of my parents are at home right?" He asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow.
"Of course I realize that. I know that your parents are rarely home." Kyoya said softly, not wanting to push him but he knew he was right. Kyoya kept tabs on all the club members and studied up on them. 'And that is part of the reason I always felt bad.' Kyoya thought to himself as he looked down in his tea cup and saw part of the tea stem bobbing in his cup. 'A sign of good luck…' He thought, almost. Kyoya looked up and was hurt to still see a sign of apprehension written all over Takashi's face.
"Maybe it was a mistake to come here." Kyoya mumbled as he stood up. "I… I have to go." He said quickly, looking around for his jacket that he had shed. Kyoya was so frantic to get away that he didn't realize Takashi had stood up and was walking towards him. Kyoya flinched when Takashi grabbed him, effectively stopping him midflight.
"Kyoya… Don't leave." Takashi whispered.
Takashi pulled Kyoya's surprisingly smaller form into his own large one and watched as the younger boy struggled slightly. Takashi just held onto him as he noticed the fight leave Kyoya as he gave in to Takashi's warm, hard body. Takashi let out a small sigh of relief, worried Kyoya would try to get away. "Just stay here… Stay with me." Takashi whispered as he slowly maneuvered them back so they were close to the fire, feeling the shudders coursing through Kyoya's body.
Takashi sat down on the ground and held Kyoya close, surprised when he snuggled back against him. Kyoya pressed close, almost as if he was afraid that Takashi would let go of him. "Don't worry Kyoya… I'm not letting go of you." Takashi whispered soothingly as he rubbed Kyoya's back. Kyoya looked up at Takashi with a look that could only be described as amazement. Takashi smiled at him sweetly and tipped his chin up gently as he leaned down and brushed his lips lightly against Kyoya's.
Kyoya's eyes fluttered closed as he wrapped his arms around Takashi's neck and pressed closer to him. He kissed Takashi back and was not surprised when the older boy deepened the kiss. Kyoya ran his fingers through Takashi's hair as he opened his mouth, allowing his Sempai to deepen the kiss. Kyoya was still clinging to Takashi when he moved so that Kyoya was lying flat on the ground in front of the fireplace. Kyoya watched with slight admiration as the shirtless boy pressed his body on top of Kyoya's and immediately started kissing him again, more passionately this time.
A/N: I know… I'm a horrible person for cutting it off here but I am certain you will survive! :D And don't you worry… The lemons are coming. *nod nod* so as always, reviews would be highly appreciated but you don't have to if you don't want to!