This story his about Iori and Takeru and could be part of a series if people show enough interest for it. Please forgive me for any grammatical error as english is not my first language. My usual beta reader for my (unposted) fic do not know english. Warning: yaoi.

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(Iori pov)

The rain. It was a rainy day. Yet again. A whole week have passed without seeing the sun and it was beginning to make me sad. As I was returning from my kendo lesson I wished that the clouds could disappear and that I could feel the warm of the sun on my skin. I shivered as another gust of wind struck me as I was walking down the street. I was walking on the sidewalk, as far away as possible from the street and its water-splatering cars. If I had walked at the middle of the sidewalk I would not have heard him and nothing of what followed would have happened.

It was a strange sound that got my attention. I first tought that it was a cat but no it was human. It came from a alley between two stores. Garbage cans and wet carton boxes occupied much of the alley but I saw a human form, sitting between two stack of boxes. I approched him, or her, hand on my kendo stick. Its feature became clearer. Green shoes, green shorts, yellow and green shirt. Blond hairs. His hat was in his hand.

Takeru. He had his arms around his leg and his face was pressed against his knees. His wet hairs were dripping water on the ground. He was either not aware of my presence or choose to ignore me.

I walked until I stood a few feet from him. He did not seem to have been aware of my presence. I was about to talk when I noticed a faint noise coming from Takeru. He was whispering, too low to be understood. Then his whispers were replaced by sobs. Takeru was crying now. My heart sank. I had to make him feel better.

"Takeru"

He seemed surprise by my voice but he did not answer.

More sobs from Takeru.

"Takeru" Louder.

He heard me this time because his head left his arm and he was looking at me with tears strained eyes.

"Takeru, what are you doing here with this rain, you will catch a cold."

I did say something wrong because Takeru looked down again and tell me to go away.

"I only want to help Takeru"

His only response was to shoo me away. I felt more than a bit annoyed. If he stay there he will certainly become sick but what can I do if he refuse my help. I walk back to the street. Then I begin to feel guilty. I am leaving a friend in trouble. The least I can do is try again. I go back to Takeru, closer than the last time. He look at me and I can feel that I am not welcome.

"Takeru, my appartment is nearby, you could go there with me and dry yourself."

"No, leave me alone"

I could see him shivering, his clothes completly soaked by the cold rain. This only made more clear to me that he had to go indoors, and fast if he didnt want to have a pneumonia. However his health didnt seem to be very important for him now. I began to wonder why he was outside, exposed to the rain, without a raincoat or umbrella. And it was definetively not usual for him to be so moody. I concluded that he was fleeing someone for some reason. Despite my curiosity I decided that the best way to convince Takeru to come to a warm and dry place was to convince him that I would not bug him with question like why he was outside under the rain.

"Takeru, you won't need to talk, I won't ask questions. My mother and my grandfather are not there so no questions from them either...Please, come."

He looked at me for a few second:

"No questions, promise?"

I nodded in agreement. He stood up and began walking with me. We did not said a word during the walk. Takeru sobs were the only noise, beside the rain, of course. It was sad to see Takeru crying but he seemed calmer when we arrived at my appartment. I wondered what or who put him in such a state.

I removed my raincoat and hanged it in the closet. I also removed my shoes, or my mother would have been angry at the mess. When I looked at him Takeru was waiting. The water dripping from his clothes was forming a little pool.

-Why do you stay there, Takeru?

-My clothes.I don't want to.

-No problem, I'll go find a clothes-basket.

While I was in the laundry room it dawned on me that Takeru would certainly like to take a bath.

-Takeru! I yelled, would you like to take a warm bath?

-Sure! I'm freezing.

I returned with the basket and Takeru put his wet sox in it. I turned up the temperature control so that his shoes might dry a little after they were placed on the heater. After that I walked to the bathroom with Takeru following me. He complimented the decoration of the apartment. I showed him the bathroom. I said to him that he could put his clothes in the basket and that I would put them in the dryer. He hesitated and I understood that he realized that he will have no clothes to put on afterward. I told him that I received a kimono for X-mas that was too big for me but since he was taller than me it would fit him

I took the kimono from my room and I returned to the bathroom. Takeru had opened the water and the bath was half-full already. He took the kimono from my arms and I told him to put the basket out of the room when it would be ready. Soon enough the basket was out, full of Takeru wet clothes. I took the basket to the laundry room, put them into the drying machine, played with the control and put the machine to work. Then I decided to make a good hot chocolate. While mixing the milk with the chocolate powder I asked myself again what could make him go cry outside under the rain, without a raincoat. My curiosity was very great but I remembered my promise and just put the two cup of milk and chocolate powder in the microwave.

When Takeru appeared at the door of the kitchen I tought that it was the most beautiful sight I have ever saw. . He was smiling, his usual expression but one that was a surprise considering the state that he was in a half-hour ago. My kimono was fitting him perfectly. I felt myself blushing and tried to fight it. I think Takeru found my blushing cute because he laughed a little.

At first we sat in silence. Takeru seemed to enjoy his chocolate very much. I broke the silence first with a comment on the bad weather. Takeru said that he left his raincoat in his locker. I wondered why he would leave school without it. It had probably something to do with his tears. It also meant that he was under the rain for more than an hour if he left the school immediately after class. He would be lucky if he got just a cold. We talked for about an hour, drinking our hot chocolate and eating cookies. From time to time I stared at Takeru face, his blond hairs...but not for to long, as it is impolite to stare.

After the hour the door of the appartment opened. It was my grandfather, back for supper. He was surprised to see Takeru wearing my kimono. I tried to find an explanation but Takeru said that he had sliped and falled in a puddle. He thanked me for having the good idea to comme here to dry his clothes. During the whole explication my friend and that wonderful smile on his face. Takeru finished his explication by saying that he was leaving. He took his clothes in the drying machine and put them on while I was waiting for him at the door of the apartment.

Takeru's shoes were now dry (and warm). He put them on and we talked a little about the basketball tournament that was coming in two week and the kendo competition of next month. After that he opened the door and he turned toward me. He said good-bye to my grand-father and then kissed me. First I was surprised then I responded shyly. He begun stroking my hairs, it was so good. He breaked contact, to my desapointement, and with a smile on his face he closed the door. I could not believe it: Taikachi Takeru had just kiss me! I...was astonished. I had that crush on him for so many year and now he...kissed me! Maybe, maybe I had a chance with him, a chance to be happy with this beautiful blonde.

I could feel the warmness in my heart. I did not need the sun for that.



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