Whoa part five. Why is it so easy to write this fic? It's like pulling teeth trying to write Hope in Despair. I have to be in just the right mood to do that one. Maybe cuz the chapters are short and HID is LONG for me at least. It's my fave but argh I don't know. Anyway this fic just keeps coming! This chapter is going to be. How to say it...fun? Lemons anyone? Naw I wouldn't do that. Would I? Read to find out!

Miyama: Lemon! Lemon! Lemon!
Takeru: Lemon! Lemon! Lemon!
Ashna:Kami-sama
Miyama: the laughing MOUNTAIN Gods!
Ashna:........

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Takeru waited until he was sure Yamato would be asleep or certainly close to sleep. He crept down the hall way quietly until he was standing beside the couch. Sure enough his brother was sound asleep, slightly curled up, hair hanging into his eyes. To Takeru he looked like a sleeping greek god. The handsome features the graceful angles of his face relaxed in sleep. Takeru reached out gently to brush a stray lock away from his brothers cheek.

"So beautiful." he breathed.

It always took Takeru's breath away that someone as masculine as his brother could at the same time so incredably feminine and delicate. He could play it rough with Taichi and the others or sit composing music.

But he was tired of standing here on the outside watching his beautiful brother. Tired of being nothing more then his 'little bro'. That night he'd stepped over the line to do something he'd dreamed of for years. It had been so sweet the taste of Yamato's lips against his own. The feel of his soft skin sleek muscles rippling underneith. He wanted more.

He'd also felt a smug satisfaction. Just as planned Yamato hadn't paid attention to anything or anybody. Only Takeru had been on his mind. Of course the presence he had on stage had been absent that was to be expected but...he'd been beautiful all the same. Tense as a bow string on stage he'd locked eyes with Takeru several times.

*He knows now that's for sure.*

Takeru sighed into his mind, a tiny part of him now longing for another sweet kiss. He knelt down beside the couch running his hand gently through Yamato's hair careful not to wake the sleeping form in front of him. He leaned forward and placed a single light kiss upon his brother's lips.

*And he wont ever forget.*

There was a problem. He was trying to pull away hoping most likely that Takeru would give up or stop. He'd had the look of a scared animal when Takeru had, quite deliberatly placed his leg along side his. He'd backed off not wanting to have Yamato completely freaked out in from of their mother. Despite what he had achived so far it was no good. He needed to have Yamato near him. To watch him as he slept and have Yamato let him do this willingly. Takeru wanted more.

Takeru smiled slightly and decided to wake his dear brother and make a request. He leaned forward again to press his lips to Yamato's, this time not so inocently. He ran his tongue along Yamato's before pressing deep into his mouth. Meeting no resistance as Yamato slept.

Blue eyes flashed open in shock and Takeru drew back trying not to grin smugly. He knew he would never tire of kissing Yamato. It was too sweet an experience not to love. Of course to be kissed back would surely be the death of him but he longed for that also.

Yamato closed his eyes again as if in pain, sighing. Takeru waited for him to speak sencing his brother needed to say something. He opened his eyes and sat up now looking down on Takeru from the couch. Takeru looked back up not even trying to hide his adoration, love and..yes lust for the half awake blonde above him.

"Why..." Yamato whispered his voice cracking.

"Because..." Takeru breathed trying to explain but failing.

There wasn't anyway to explain what he felt. Oh sure his own heart could speak volumes of sappy poetry into his own mind but to speak those word aloud? Never. So he decided to bypass the issue and go straight to what he'd woken Yamato for.

"Don't sleep out here Yama." he whispered instead.

~~~~~~~~~~~Kitten!

Yamato looked away from the intensity in Takeru's eyes. He'd avoided the question and now...

*Oh God, how am I supposed to deal with this? I can't..this is just impossible..this can't be happening.*

His mind raced and decided on one thing. He wasn't going to sleep in Takeru's room, or on the couch. It had provided poor sanctuary anyway. He would just stay up all night. He could catch up on the lost rest in Math class.

A hand reached up and grabbed his own and Yamato stared at it his mind still reeling in shock.

"Please Yamato. Onni-san. I wont do anything if that's what your worried about...I..I..just want you there. Please?" Takeru's voice pleaded sounding desperate.

"Please don't hate me for this. I can't help it. God knows I've tried. Please just don't sleep out here. You never have before."

Yamato looked over into Takeru's eyes. The intensity was still there, it still frightened Yamato more then anything ever had before but..

*He's still my brother. I can still see what he was before..this all started. Maybe...as long as he promises...not to do..That again..*

Sighing he closed his eyes again.

"All right. As long as you promise..not to..you know." He said weakly suddenly doubting as soon as he said it.

He opened his eyes to a dazzling smile and doubted even more. To be that happy just because Yamato had agreed to sleep in his room like normal. It was disturbing and he wanted to back out of that promise. But he'd agreed and the over joyed Takeru was all ready dragging him down the hall way to his room.

It felt wrong and Yamato felt like he couldn't say a thing. He'd never been able to deny Takeru anything.

*Gods Yamato on this one you have to try.*


~~~~~~~~Takeru

He snuggled down into his blankets and watched as Yamato got into the little futon on the floor. He'd been so happy when Yamato had agreed to come back. If there had been one thing he'd worried about was his brother completely turning against him. He wasn't completely delusional after all. He knew how wrong what he felt was and..he didn't care, not anymore. All doubts had left his mind. He was now utterly focused on having one thing all to himself. His beautiful brother Yamato.

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Tada! A short Chapter Five!

Takeru: WHAT! You can't leave it there!
Miyama: I wanna see Kitten necked!...*drools*
Ashna: Wait for it. Yeesh you two are impatient.
Takeru: Miyama remember he's mine.
Miyama: As long as you send me pictures!
Ashna:Sigh.....

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