Wouldn't you know? Fate always had a funny way of siding with his neesan. Once again, Daisuke found himself trying to get comfortable on the lumpy futon on the other side of Ken's room. If he didn't know better, he'd have thought Jun had set this up... somehow. She could do anything she set her mind to. Daisuke only wished that she would set her mind to things that did not interfere with his life. Pouting, Daisuke sat up and watched Ken as the infuriatingly arrogant boy combed his hair. Licking at his lips, the redheaded boy averted his eyes to the threadbare futon. Ken is not attractive. That is just neesan forcing her strange ideas on you. Just go to sleep and in the morning everything will be just fine... Daisuke moaned pitifully. Even his reasoning had abandoned him. Traitorous thoughts began to wonder if Ken's skin was as soft and sweet as it looked.

Daisuke gasped, burying his head under his blankets. Nononononononono!!! This is not happening... Daisuke rolled over on his side, away from Ken and closed his eyes. This was just Jun's meddling. She had put these thoughts in his head!! Damn that... that... onna!!

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Ken looked over at the lump of blanket on his floor and snorted. The boy was just so odd. Ken had expected Daisuke to come in and start something for the way Ken had treated him earlier. But the other boy had wandered in looking like a beaten puppy, took one look at Ken, flushed, mumbled something about having to spend one more night in Ken's room, and curled up on the futon without another word. To say the least, Ken was confused. But he shrugged it off, blew out the candle, and burrowed himself into the warmth of his bed.

The sound of rain pounding on the roof, almost like the sound of an arrow ripping through human skin... or maybe that was just Ken's imagination. Why wouldn't Osamu go away? Ken had suffered with the guilt enough, hadn't he? It was an accident. Even Oniisama had said it was... Oniisama had forgiven him... Ken curled up into a ball under the covers, listening to the rain, and Daisuke's rhythmic breathing. Daisuke-san...

Ken peered out from under his covers, watching Daisuke's chest rise and fall. Watching the little drop of drool slowly slide down his cheek. Ken wrinkled his nose, giggling into his hand. What a sloppy baka. He can't even sleep without making a mess. Ken felt a small smile tug at his lips, and for once did not think about it, he guessed it was like trying to forget about his past. Daisuke was not something he could just push out of his thoughts... he didn't want to... not any more. Climbing out of his bed, Ken snuck over to Daisuke's futon, his own blanket clutched in his hand, and curled up beside the redheaded boy. Staring at the sleeping boy, Ken smiled, his own pale hand reaching out to grasp at the dark one haphazardly thrown to one side.

"Daisuke no baka."

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Warm... Daisuke purred, a impish smile curling upon his still sleeping face. So warm... dare... doushite... Daisuke wrapped his arms around the source of the warmth, but the small movement of something pressing against him in return startled him out of his sleep. He didn't remember falling asleep in his Neesan's room last night...

"KEN?!!!" Daisuke cried out, backpedaling into a wall, leaving a yawning Ken sitting on his futon, blinking in confusion.

"Hidoi Daisuke-san... I was so warm..." Ken smiled sleepily over at the wide-eyed boy a few feet away.

"W-what the h-hell were you doing?!! I don't remember inviting you to sleep with me!!" Daisuke sputtered, fists clenching at his sides. "That is ecchi!!" Ken felt his good mood crumble, but he schooled his hurt behind a look of indifference.

"Hn. don't flatter yourself Daisuke." Ken stood up gracefully, pulling his blanket around himself, blue eyes narrowed into chips of ice. Daisuke felt his anger melt away, replaced by panic as he cursed himself mentally. Ken had opened up to him for a few seconds and he had opened his big mouth...

"Ken... gomen. I didn't mean it... honestly. I was just surprised..." Daisuke scampered up, fingers wrapping around Ken's wrist. Pulling the other boy back in to his arms, Daisuke chuckled.

"It just... my Neesan said some... strange things to me about you..." Daisuke trailed off, sinking to the floor with the dark haired boy still in his arms. Ken didn't say much, but he didn't fight Daisuke either, he just lay back in his arms and stared at the wall.

"...doushite..." Ken whispered, reaching behind him to tangle his fingers into Daisuke's hair. "Why is this happening? Why... why am I letting you do this to me?" Ken felt his breath coming in short gasps as Daisuke's fingers began to undo the ties of his yukata. Too fast... they were moving too fast. Two seconds ago, Ken was ready to throw Daisuke out of his room. And now...

"D-daisuke..." Ken whimpered, his head falling back on to Daisuke's shoulder. He felt Daisuke's lips on his skin, licking at the tears that had had began to fall from his eyes. Daisuke was making him so hot... almost too hot to stand. Ken was so sure he was going to die as Daisuke's hand touched him *there*. After a few moments of silence, other then the sound of Ken's breathing, Ken came with a keening moan and collapsed back against Daisuke, panting.

"W-what was that for?"" Ken asked after a few moments of comfortable silence. Daisuke grunted, pressing his face into Ken's neck and giggling.

"My neesan was right. Damn her."

Ken smirked, nuzzling at Daisuke as he turned around in his arms.

"And what did she say?"

"...That I was attracted to you." Daisuke sighed, looking put out. "The moment I go anywhere she is going to pounce on me and prod until I tell her she was right." Ken laughed at this, staring at the redhead in wonder. How did this happen... maybe it would be best not to over think it... Ken smiled, shaking his head.

"Ne... Daisuke? Do you love me?" Ken cursed himself for asking... but he had to know... even as a small part of himself was laughing, reminding him that just two nights ago he did not believe in love. Now, he was hoping for it, begging for just one little word, maybe even three...

Daisuke bit on his lower lip, and pressed a kiss to Ken's forehead. "No." Daisuke felt Ken pulling out of his grip.

I should have known better. Ken pulled on his yukata and made for the door. He had to get out of here before Daisuke saw his tears.

"But... I think I can learn to."

Ken froze, half way to the door.

"I just met you, Ken. I can't fall madly in love with you instantly. Shit like that doesn't happen in real life. But I care for you. A lot. I have to, considering a normal person would have killed you by now." Daisuke smiled, reaching out for Ken.

"Ken? Come here..." Daisuke reached out and tugged at the fabric around Ken's ankles, laughing at the stunned look on Ken face. "Baka!" A sharp tug on Ken's wrist sent the dark haired boy falling into Daisuke's arms.

"Do you really think you could? Love me, I mean..." Ken whispered into the crook of Daisuke's neck.

"Hai. I know I could." Daisuke cupped Ken's chin, lifting the other boy to look him in the eyes. "Kawaii... my Ken-kun." Ken blushed, burying his hot face in Daisuke shoulder.

"Hn."

Lyra-chan is sleepy!!!!!

*Yawns* So sleepy... ><;;; If this makes no sense, blame it on the fact that I keep on falling asleep at the keyboard...But I did it!! One more chapter to go...or maybe just an epilog...We shall see ^^