Thank you for the reviews! After writing this chapter I did read through it several times, but even then I'm sure there are probably still a few mistakes. Sorry! Also, I'm not the best at writing about fights, but I tried my best. Oh and I apologize for making Gin seem a bit OOC.
"Damn right." A deep, male's voice murmured out of nowhere as a man kicked the door opened at last, dagger raised. In the ready position of combat, Kensei stared straight into the room as he stood at the doorway, a grim frown on his face as he looked Hisagi over.
Hisagi might be every gay man's wet dream, but right now the grey-haired male wanted to nail Hisagi's tight ass to the wall. Hell, even with the scratches and cuts he still god damn gorgeous. A blade slammed into the wall behind him. Shards of ricocheted limestone stung his face missing his eyes by a blink. He didn't even flinch. Hell he barely noticed it as he eagerly slammed his fist into Gin's stomach, sending the lighter man flying.
"You're a bit late.." Hisagi murmured, hiding the relief in his voice and watched Kensei's moves with great interest.
"Not my fault it took me forever to find out where the hell ya were! It's all because of that damn phone!"
"Phone?" Hisagi raised an eyebrow as Gin stood up and slipped a hand into his clothes, pulling out a sword that seemed to glimmer in the light. The blade look smooth but deadly and if used right clearly could cause a lot of damage. Even with a weak looking male like Gin using it, it still wasn't to be missed judged. If you did, it would be the last thing you ever did.
"Look, just shut up! I'm not in the mood to fucking explain myself!"
A few hours ago...
Listening to the sound of the clock ticking away Kensei couldn't help but think over what Hisagi said and how he'd reacted. He hated being alone because then all of his fears came back ten fold. But it wasn't that he was scared of Hisagi, he was scared of what the boy was becoming to him.
Sighing softly he grabbed his iphone that Hisagi had recently convinced him to get and stared down at the bright screen, realizing he had no idea what so ever how to fucking text the kid. Frowning deeply he pressed and glanced over a few aps for a few minutes, clearly lost. Maybe he should have accepted Shuuhei's offer to teach him how to use it... Letting out a growl he slowly started to smirk as he stood up, pushing his chair away and went to grab his jacket.
Since he couldn't fucking text, he might as well get things done the way he knew how to. Hell, it was more enjoyable that way too. At least he could see the kid's face when he told him to bring his ass back home.
Back to the present...
"Such a surprise..." Gin murmured softly as his fingers ran over his blade in an almost caressing fashion. "You really did come...a bit fast if I may so myself..."
"You left the basement door unlocked." Kensei murmured with a soft growl. "It wasn't that hard to find you and after Kira told me what was going on..it wasn't very hard to put the puzzle pieces together.."
"Hmm.." Gin stared at the other grey-haired male thoughtfully before smirking a little. "It's a shame that you came...I really have no idea where I should hide your body after I'm done but," He shrugged. "I'm sure I can find a place for you." He murmured before he charged in a blink of an eye and slashed Kensei's hand, sending his precious dagger flying near Hisagi's feet. Luckily for Kensei, hand combat was as easy as breathing to him but even he couldn't avoided the thrusts aimed at his body for long.
Struggling to grab the blade Kensei had named Tachikaze, Hisagi slowly pulled the dagger towards him, using his foot and glanced up quickly, his gaze meeting Kensei's for a second.
"Why do you always play with that? Are you trying to cut yourself?" The black-haired teenager asked from where he sat on the couch, his eyes glued to the TV screen.
Kensei chuckled softly as he ran his fingers again down Tachikaze's metal blade. "No...I'm not trying to cut myself..."
"Then why do you always touch it like that? Shinji told me recently that he thinks.." Hisagi cutting himself off as a small blush formed on his cheeks. "H-He thinks you masturbate with it...since you're always caressing it like it's a human being.."
"I'm gonna punch those horse teeth of his out of his creepy mouth." Kensei murmured with a loud growl and tightened his grip on Tachikaze, cutting his palm which caused him to hiss out loud.
"...You cut yourself didn't you?"
"Shut up!"
"Kensei!" Hisagi cried out a loud warning as he kicked the dagger in the older male's direction, sending it back to it's owner's hand.
That was all that was needed. Smirking Kensei wrapped his fingers around the hilt, cutting Gin's arm in the process and sent a bone shattering punch to Gin's head making the male stutter for a second, eyes widened before collapsing to the ground, his feet giving out on him.
Glancing at the male at his feet he reholstered his weapon and gazed at Hisagi, making the male avoid his eyes.
"You look like shit."
"I had no idea." Hisagi remarked sarcastically and tugged on the chains. "Just hurry up and help me out."
"Mmm...I kind of like seeing you all chained up.." Kensei purred softly and grabbed the key from Gin's pockets, releasing Hisagi. Making a small sound in surprise Hisagi nearly fell before Kensei caught him easily.
"Jeez..and you're too fucking skinny again. Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep you from loosing a ton of weight?!"
"...Never knew you cared about how much I weighted.." Hisagi murmured, slightly embarrassed.
"Of course I give a damn! Why do you think I cook so much?"
"...Because you like to cook? And because Lisa always teased you about that, you said the reason was because you wanted me eating well.."
"That's partly true..." Kensei sighed softly, still carrying Hisagi over his shoulder as he started walking over to the car, out of the house. "Come on..lets just get you home..."
"Good god kid, you're hopeless.." Kensei murmured impatiently in the car as he watched Hisagi struggle with buttoning up his bloody shirt and putting on the seat belt. Knesei couldn't help but let out a sigh. He took the belt from Hisagi's hands, setting it aside and pulled the younger male close.
He slowly buttoned up the shirt that hid the skin Kensei wanted to touch so badly, his mouth just inches from Shuuhei's, teasing them both.
Hisagi could feel his warm breath there, as Kensei's knuckles moved gently against his chest, causing his legs to tremble slightly.
Kensei was feeling something powerfully and clearly was trying with all his might to resist that feeling. He had just found the kid for gods sake!
But as he looked down at Hisagi's soft, youthful mouth, his hands came to a stand still as he wondered what might happened if he really did kiss Hisagi right then and there. He knew Hisagi didn't dislike the feeling, but after everything that just happened, would he not be willing to let the other male touch him?
His fingers slid up Shuuhei's face and cradled it, lifting it slowly and carefully. Kensei's eyes lingered on Hisagi's lips one more time before he inevitably broke those few inches of space. Drawn like a puppet on a string, Kensei heard Hisagi's sharp intake of breath as his mouth pushed gently on the younger male's parted lips.
Kensei's fingers tighten to hold Hisagi in place; unnecessarily, because Hisagi couldn't have drawn away even to save his own life.
Making a rough sound as he deepened the kiss, his arms wrapped around Hisagi's waist, enfolding him, lifting him onto his hard, fit body.
Somewhere in the back of his mind Hisagi knew this probably wasn't a good idea but hey, he'd almost just died. Would it really hurt to finally get what he'd always wanted? Kensei touching him like this?
No it wouldn't.
Time seemed to stop while they kissed to their heart's content like starved human beings, the only sound being the soft pants that slipped from their lips.
Hisagi felt Kensei move, leaning back against the driver's seat so he could make the male on his lap straddle his hips with ease.
His hands slid up and down his back and avoided his injured spots, slowly smoothing him against his broad chest.
Hearing a soft moan and feeling Hisagi quiver with pleasure, Kensei forced himself to stage his lips away from the younger male's lips.
He hesitated, trying to clear his mind just enough to allow rational thought.
"Kid..I."
"Don't. Just don't say anything." Hisagi growled softly and rested his head on Kensei's shoulder. "Don't ruin it."
Kensei's eyes widen slightly in amazement before he chuckled and buried his face in the crock of Hisagi's neck.
"I'm home." Hisagi whispered softly into Kensei's ear, because it was true. Home wasn't at the place they lived at, it was here in Kensei's hold and they both knew it.
"Welcome home brat."