11.
As I pulled into the driveway and brought the car to a stop Takeru shifted his body turning towards me. I gazed down at the boy in my lap and frowned. I didn't want to wake Takeru up, but it was going to be hard sleeping in this position and surely that clutch didn't feel too good in his side. I trailed a hand tenderly over his cheek, a smile stirred across his sleeping face. I lifted him into my arms kissing the still sleeping boy softly. His eyes flickered halfway open.
"Yama?" He questioned into the darkness of the night. I pulled the keys out of the ignition.
"Yea...just sleep Takeru. It's allright." I climbed carefully out of the car holding my brother in my arms. He curled towards me wrapping his arms around my neck and his head against my chest. I smiled struggling to unlock the door without dropping T.K. eventually it worked. Needless to say Takeru had grown quite a bit since the last time I'd carried him around, so it was a bit of a strain lifting him up the stairs and quite the relief to lay him down in the bedroom. The whole time his eyes remained squeezed tightly shut although whether or not he really was sleeping I didn't know.
I think he understood the need for silence just as much as I did. After all the noise and the stress the quiet love was enough to rock the building without us speaking. I grabbed a pair of boxers and showered the smell of concert off my skin and the scent of alcohol and ciggarettes from my golden hair. Then I joined him in the bed.
Almost as though he'd sensed my presence Takeru rolled over and wrapped his arms around me, laying his head on my chest. I held him as he slept and eventually I dozed off too. We might as well spend as much time as we could together like that because tomorrow he had to go home. He had school on Monday and mom would be expecting him back. It was probably good for him to be there anyways. Atleast Mom could cook a decent meal when she bothered.
I was the cool older brother who specialiazed in take-out and rock-stardom. Or thats what I had been anyways. I wasn't quite sure what Takeru considered me now. Although hopefully it was something more then what just Yamato Ishida. His older brother. Hopefully he wasn't just loving me back because he thought I was the only person that would. There had to be lots of people that wanted to be with Takeru. He was a very goodlooking boy. With that same gold hair I'd been blessed with, and those oceanic blue eyes. With his in-born wisdom, and ability to make anybody laugh. Takeru would've been a treasure for anyone. But I liked to think he was just mine and always would be.
Even if that wasn't what he thought.
As I pulled into the driveway and brought the car to a stop Takeru shifted his body turning towards me. I gazed down at the boy in my lap and frowned. I didn't want to wake Takeru up, but it was going to be hard sleeping in this position and surely that clutch didn't feel too good in his side. I trailed a hand tenderly over his cheek, a smile stirred across his sleeping face. I lifted him into my arms kissing the still sleeping boy softly. His eyes flickered halfway open.
"Yama?" He questioned into the darkness of the night. I pulled the keys out of the ignition.
"Yea...just sleep Takeru. It's allright." I climbed carefully out of the car holding my brother in my arms. He curled towards me wrapping his arms around my neck and his head against my chest. I smiled struggling to unlock the door without dropping T.K. eventually it worked. Needless to say Takeru had grown quite a bit since the last time I'd carried him around, so it was a bit of a strain lifting him up the stairs and quite the relief to lay him down in the bedroom. The whole time his eyes remained squeezed tightly shut although whether or not he really was sleeping I didn't know.
I think he understood the need for silence just as much as I did. After all the noise and the stress the quiet love was enough to rock the building without us speaking. I grabbed a pair of boxers and showered the smell of concert off my skin and the scent of alcohol and ciggarettes from my golden hair. Then I joined him in the bed.
Almost as though he'd sensed my presence Takeru rolled over and wrapped his arms around me, laying his head on my chest. I held him as he slept and eventually I dozed off too. We might as well spend as much time as we could together like that because tomorrow he had to go home. He had school on Monday and mom would be expecting him back. It was probably good for him to be there anyways. Atleast Mom could cook a decent meal when she bothered.
I was the cool older brother who specialiazed in take-out and rock-stardom. Or thats what I had been anyways. I wasn't quite sure what Takeru considered me now. Although hopefully it was something more then what just Yamato Ishida. His older brother. Hopefully he wasn't just loving me back because he thought I was the only person that would. There had to be lots of people that wanted to be with Takeru. He was a very goodlooking boy. With that same gold hair I'd been blessed with, and those oceanic blue eyes. With his in-born wisdom, and ability to make anybody laugh. Takeru would've been a treasure for anyone. But I liked to think he was just mine and always would be.
Even if that wasn't what he thought.