La historia Kekkaishi es propiedad del Senor Tanabe.
Lol Kekkaishi is property of Mr. Tanabe.
Masamori groaned at the pain in his neck. I dreamt that I finally got to be with him. He felt a pang in his heart at the thoughts hidden behind his closed eyes. He tensed when he felt an arm and a leg wrap around his body, a head nuzzling his chest. His eyes shot open and his head snapped so fast he felt slightly disoriented. The pain in his heart that had grown exponentially since Yoshimori had disappeared, evaporated at the beautiful sight of his love cuddled up to him. It wasn't a dream! Masamori couldn't contain his joy and squeezed Yoshimori with all his might.
"Hey I'm not a creampuff! You aren't gonna get anything sweet from squeezing me!"
Masamori chuckled quietly at Yoshimori's muffled, sleepy retort.
"You sure? I'm pretty sure I can get something from squeezing you."
Yoshimori shivered and blushed at the bigger males tone and leer.
"Pervert."
Masamori glanced at the digital clock on Yoshimori's t.v. that announced it was six in the morning.
"Ha ha. Speaking of creampuffs, don't you have a bakery to run?"
Yoshimori jolted as Masamori finished speaking.
"Crap! I gotta go! Stay here I'll get out of work at around five!"
Masamori watched in amusement as Yoshimori stumbled, rushing around changing into his uniform and running out the door. Masamori smiled briefly before summoning Kurohime,
"I need to find Sumiko."
The giant koi fish responded positively and waited for Masamori to get on before leaving. Masamori muttered a silent reminder to his spirit to shield them from the eyes of other people.
~Timeskip~
Masamori had been searching for nearly five hours when Kurohime stopped outside a hotel rooms balcony. He jumped onto the balcony and strode through the open doors into the room. Sumiko was sitting serenely on a love seat in her elegant jade kimono that had a faint dragon pattern that swirled across her body.
"I'm glad you finally arrived."
"Hmm."
"Take a seat. I suppose you have some questions."
"I do. Will you answer honestly?"
"Of course."
"It seemed last night as if you have known this whole time exactly where he was. How did you find him?"
"How soon it seems you forget that I can sense anything with my sensory kekkai, no matter how hidden they are."
"So why didn't you inform us sooner? You must have known how frantic we were."
"I knew; however, I also recognized that Yoshimori needed this time away to grow up and have a chance with you."
"What do you mean?"
She laughed at his confused face.
"Did you really think I didn't know that you have loved Yoshimori since you were children?"
"Explain."
With a smile on her face she replied, "Well when I brought Yoshimori home you just stared at him and touched him as if we were Kami himself. You moved your futon to his room and slept by his crib. When he got older you manipulated him into sleeping in your bed almost every night by telling him ghost stories."
Masamori chuckled at those memories.
"When you were a teenager I noticed you looked at Yoshimori with a pained, but adoring look. I knew that I should have told you then, but I was forced to leave the family because of my duties. It pained me to see both of you suffering from your love."
"Wait, he loved me back then?"
"Oh yes. When he looked at you with pure adoration everyone thought it was because he loved you in a brotherly manner, but I knew otherwise. The way he looked at you reminded me of Shuji's loving eyes."
Masamori paused before shouting in an anguished voice.
"I wouldn't have left the family like I did if you had just told me the truth earlier! Yoshi might not have cried because he thought I hated him! Agh!"
She remained silent but looked at him gently.
"Well you have him now. Tell him how you feel, how you have loved him his whole life. Do not let this chance at love slip away. It isn't often a person finds actual love in his or her lifetime."
Her eyes sharpened and she said in a dangerously passive voice, If you hurt him again, I will ensure that you suffer for the rest of your life."
"Yes ma'am."
"You might as well call me mother, you are going to eventually marry Yoshimori."
She rose and left the room laughing at Masamori's bewildered face.