AN: Here we are on Chapter 3 of Twister of Love. There will be the same warnings as for the first two chapters. This chapter will have the content of two men in love, there will be no lemon. I am saying this because of a scene that may deter non-lemon readers later on. I hope everyone likes it so far. I feel that the last chapter was extremely weak. It makes me think that I should make the end a bit fluffier in content, and that would result in speeding things up. I really don't feel like writing in this darn hospital much longer, and if I do I will go insane. As a result, I will be skipping ahead at a much faster rate. I hope the light of the new character will fill everyone with joy. The character was inspired by another in an anime called "The Twelve Kingdoms" who seemed to make my heart melt the instant he entered to plot. Hopefully I will be successful in capturing his joy in my fic as well. But as evil as I am, everyone must be tortured before reaching any happiness in my fic. If I write without the sadness, everything is so happy it's just plain creepy! I was planning on ending in this chapter, but I think that this plot calls for one or two more chapters. Most likely it will end with a grand total of five or six though... so without further ado here is chapter 3 of Twister of Love.

"Sekai" Kaishin knocked on a door not too far down the hall from the room that Genrou and Houjun were staying in. "You have some visitors."

A shaky voice came from the room. "O-o-okay. I-I-I guess I'll s-see s-s-some guests t-t-today."

The nurse turned to Houjun and Genrou. "I will let you see him, but if he tells you to leave, please do so." Her voice was calm, but her eyes showed concern for the owner of the voice.

"Yes ma'am." Tasuki made a quick nod of his head, and with that, he headed into the room.

The room was meant for only one person, as it only had space for a single bed. There was a TV suspended from the ceiling, and a love seat facing the bed. The seat was right under the window facing the same garden view that Genrou and Houjun shared.

Sitting on the bed facing the window was a boy. He had brown hair that went to his shoulders. The boy turned around to face his guests, and revealed his dazzling green orbs of water. The orbs blinked once, and then filled with tears as he ran towards his visitors.

"I can't believe you are here Genrou-sensei!" The boy buried his face in the flame headed mans' chest. He looked up with a face of hope. "How did you know I was here?"

"Oh, Sekai." Tasuki looked down at the boy in wonder. The sound of love radiating from his voice, much like a father for his son. "I had no idea it was even you. Why are you here? How have you been?"

Houjun looked at the two in confusion. "You know this boy Tasuki?"

"I started my first year of my career teaching Sekai at his home." Genrou stated as he looked at his partner. He was now kneeling down with his arms protectively wrapped around Sekai's small back. "Of course, I wasn't really in the teaching business yet, I was only tutoring him during one summer. I was 21 back then, and he was 7 and going into 3rd grade."

"So you are 10 years old now, right Sekai?" Houjun questioned the boy. He knelt down with Tasuki and looked Sekai in the eyes.

"Yes sir." The boy answered Houjun politely and soon returned his attention to Genrou. "Genrou-sensei, I am here because I have no home left. My family and I have been fine until the tornado. But I was the only one spared. The twister claimed my home and family. As you know, my relatives are not in a state of being in which they could tend me, and most of them don't even know I exist."

"So, you are looking for a home?" Tasuki felt so bad for his student. "Why have you not been adopted yet?"

Sekai moved out of the embrace to sit on the edge of the bed again. "I am too old. I am also not so sure about moving in with another family."

Genrou sat on the bed next to Sekai. Houjun sat on a chair facing the bed, watching the moment fondly. The ex-monk spoke up first. "Why would you not want to continue your life with another family? Would that not be a positive experience?"

"I would love to be with a caring family again." The boy's eyes seemed to harden with pain as he continued to speak. "The family would already have a bond that would too hard to fit in with. Or the family would pretend to be nice, and then treat me badly once I started to live with them." Tears threatened to spill at his own words.

The ex-bandit pulled Sekai to rest his head on his chest. His hand rubbing the boy's back gently, Tasuki could always tell when someone needed reassurance. "Shhh. Calm down Sekai. How long are you able to stay here?"

"About two months more, then I go into an adoption center." Sekai started to cry quietly against Genrou's chest.

Tasuki smiled down at the slowly trembling form in his arms. He really is the little brother I never had. Genrou thought as he continued to rub the boy's back and arm that was not currently against him. With his free hand, Tasuki cupped Sekai's chin and tiled the small face to look him in the eyes. "Yer my little brother, remember? An' Houjun an' I'll be here for another month at the least, okay?"

Houjun watched in utter amazement. He knew that Tasuki was good with kids, he had seen it when he was with Chiriko. But the sight of his most beloved person able to calm and reassure a boy who seemed so hopeless at first was simply described as beautiful. I never realized just how caring Tasuki was with others. How kawaii.

"Hontou ni?" Sekai's eyes lit up with joy at Genrou's statement. "Can I visit you when I am lonely?"

"Providing Houjun is okay with it, yes." Tasuki tilted his head up to look at Chichiri.

Chichiri looked at the two. Both of them had hopeful eyes that threatened to pull him under. How could I say no to them when they are giving me a puppy look no da?"Of course no da."

"I am so glad you came Genrou-sensei." Sekai chirped as he hopped off the bed and moved to see his guests to the door. "It's getting late. Can I come to see you tomorrow after school?"

Houjun was the one who spoke this time, although he already knew what his friend was going to say. "Most certainly no da."

The two men then exited the boy's room, fully glad of coming in the first place.

Tasuki and Chichiri were in their room getting ready for bed. Genrou was in the bathroom washing up, only clad in his sleep pants. Houjun was already in bed; he was wearing something that resembled the sleep clothes that he wore in his past life. It was basically a long sleeved cotton shirt, however, it was much longer than any shirt he would wear during the daytime. It also clasped together at the top, instead of just having a round collar. Tasuki came in the bedroom, turning the light off as he left the bathroom. He tugged on the covers of the bed and slipped in next to Chichiri. The bed was a queen, so there was enough space for both men to sleep with comfort. Even if there was an empty bed across the room, both men usually kept each other company while they were falling asleep. Whoever drifted off first would stay in the bed, and the other normally moved to the vacant bed nearest the door of the room.

Genrou looked at Houjun with a frown. "I really feel bad fer that kid."

Chichiri closed the book he was reading and turned out the bedside light. "You really care about him, don't you?"

"Yeah. I guess I do."

"But what about us no da?"

"What'd'ya mean Chiri?"

"Have you ever thought about it?"

"'Bout what?"

"Well, we have made love in our past lives. I guess I am just a little nervous about... you know..."

"Yer feelin' bad 'bout the fact that we're both men, aren't ya Chiri?"

"I guess so no da."

Genrou looked at Houjun. He then realized the true reason why his past lover was wearing that shirt. "You shouldn't be upset 'bout it."

"Why not?" Houjun felt dark and empty inside, like he was alone. Yet Tasuki was right next to him.

"Well, jus' cause. With the time an all, it really isn't all that uncommon anymore." Genrou sighed. "And no one can control who they fall in love with; it jus' happens. Love comes in all shapes and sizes 'Chiri. And love goes deeper than that stuff we call gender; packaging doesn't matter. We're all humans; an' we all deserve love. Wether or not we give birth and make families with that love is just who we are an' who we end up in love with."

Tasuki leaned over and undid the clasp on Chichiri's shirt. He gently slid the material off his love's body and tossed it away. The entire time Genrou's sight lay fixed on Houjun's face. The light from the moon shined in the window and caught Tasuki's eyes. They shone with pure unadulterated caring, love, and concern all at once.

Houjun looked frightened, he was clearly afraid of what Tasuki might do next. "T-T-Tasuki. Don't. Please." He was shaking all up and down his body.

"Don't what Chiri?" Tasuki scooted over on the bed to be closer to Chichiri. When the trembling man made an effort to get up and leave, Tasuki wrapped him in an embrace. The position was very much the same as the one that same afternoon with Sekai. It was an embrace that was meant to comfort and reassure, not overpower or hurt, and not one of lust or love.

Tasuki had Chichiri's head leaning on his shoulder, and Houjun's arms in his own lap. With one arm snaking around Houjun's back, Genrou rubbed the trembling form still on the upper arm. "Please tell me. Please tell me if this is not what you would want right now." Tasuki said soothingly. His free hand helped guide the man onto his chest fully until they were laying down together.

"It's certainly not what I thought you were going to do." Houjun said quietly. His own arms moving to rub tiny circles on Tasuki's lower back.

Genrou took a deep breath as he felt a bit of his own love coming back to him. Chichiri seemed to sooth the pain of a wound away during the massage just by moving his fingers over it. Wether or not it was really a healing spell, he would never know. "You think that I would ever do something that you were not ready for?"

"I don't know what I was thinking Tasuki. Forgive me." Chichiri seemed content on the outside, but there was still something prying on his mind. It was clear the moment he spoke.

"Anythin' else ya wanna talk about?"

"Kinda no da..."

"Tell me. I am here." To prove his point, Genrou moved a bit closer and embraced his companion a bit firmer.

"It is about what I asked earlier."

"If I ever think about us? That question?"

"Hai no da."

"Well, tell me what's on yer mind 'bout that then."

"Since we are both men... we... well... we can never... raise a family." Chichiri blushed so red that it was as bright as day even with only the moon for light.

"So that's what this is about." Tasuki gave two huffs of air that were much the same as a light laugh. "You would want to raise kids? Is that what yer tellin' me?"

"Well, not exactly no da. I just think that you would make a great dad... that's all." Houjun blushed even more. Despite that Genrou thought that it was impossible for him to get any deeper red than he already was. "You worked wonders on that boy this afternoon. It was really sweet. I have never seen you like that before in this life, but I do remember you being like that with Chiriko, I guess you were a bit like that with me in the past life as well."

"Ya want a kid."

"Okay. Yes."

"Let's worry about that after we get in our new home, and make sure Sekai is with a happy in his new home."

Chichiri blushed deeper.

It then made perfect sense to Tasuki. "You want to adopt my 10 year old ex-student?"

"Well... in a sense... yes no da." The ex-monk scooted out of the embrace and lay on his back facing the ceiling. "He really cares about you Tasuki, and I am pretty sure you care about him just as much, if not more."

"I tell you what." Genrou pulled Houjun on his chest and cradled him there. "We should take this one step at a time. I am tired. Let's get some rest and talk each night about what we think about kiddo, that way we are 100 percent when we do make a choice. Okay?"

"Okay no da."

"Good." Tasuki started to shift out of this bed to go to the vacant one across the room when Chichiri held on to him tighter. "What? I thought you weren't ready yet."

"But I want to get over it no da." Houjun looked into Genrou's eyes and pleaded for him to stay. "I am not ready for anything drastic; but it's not all bad in my book as long as we both have pants on na no da. Even as a monk with the vow of chastity one can still embrace and sleep with another no da. Suzaku is the god of love, you don't even need a vow of chastity to be a monk for him. All love is beautiful in his eyes."

Tasuki smiled, and returned to his position of being Chichiri's new pillow. "I am ready for anything, we go at your speed." Genrou then began stroking Houjun's back until both men's breaths softened into those of deep sleeps.

"Genrou-sensei. Are you there?" Sekai knocked on the door of his past teacher's room.

The door opened, but it was not Tasuki who opened it. Houjun stood in the doorway, looking at the small visitor. "Come in Sekai. Genrou will be back in a bit, he is just out finishing some errands."

"Genrou-sensei told me that you wanted to ask me something." Sekai walked into the room and sat down on the couch under the window. "You move into your house in two days, don't you?"

"Yes." Houjun sat down on the bed closest to the window. "That is what we wanted to tell you."

"Oh. I really wish you could stay." The boy looked at Chichiri with hope. "Will you and Genrou-sensei come visit me wherever I am?"

"Of course we will." Chichiri stated, there was no doubt in his voice. "But we may not even need to visit you at all."

Just as Sekai was about to ask what Houjun meant, Tasuki entered the room. The red head walked right over to Chichiri, not even noticing that Sekai was present. He walked over to the blonde haired man. Even in this life, he found that blue tipped hair looked good. His past life hair was all blue, but even before remembering it he still dyed it at the ends. Tasuki gave his companion a peck on the cheek and held out a bag. "Having any urges for a particular food?"

"What are you referring to no da?" Chichiri asked while pulling the package out of the plastic grocery bag. Houjun looked at the contents; sweetish fish. "Tasuki-chan no baka." He always did have a package of the candy in his desk drawer at the school, and now that the men both remembered fishing long ago it had become a running gag between them.

"Tasuki-chan?" Sekai questioned. "Are you two?" The boy smirked, figuring that now everything seemed to fall in place with ease. "I wondered about you two."

"What?" Genrou turned his attention to the boy sitting on the couch opposite the bed he and Houjun were sitting. "Oh, sh-shi-um crap." Tasuki just barely kept himself from swearing in the presence of the younger boy. He then felt himself get several shades of red on his face.

"What is the matter Tasuki no da?"

"Yeah. There's nothing wrong with it." Sekai may have only been ten, but he was in sixth grade. It was nothing new for him, and it was the highlight of the news for the past year. Three years ago it might have been bad, but now was not bad to find out at all in his point of view.

"Well. Sekai, great that you came." Tasuki took a deep breath and looked at Chichiri for confirmation.

It had been two and a half long weeks of discussing their thoughts about Sekai. The two men were thinking it over for a while and it needed to be addressed now so that they could make arrangements if they needed it.

Houjun nodded his head and spoke. "Tell him Genrou. He is old enough to decide. You told me last night that you would be the one to let him know."

"Right." Tasuki looked at his former student. "Sekai."

The boy looked worried. "Yes?"

"As you now know full well, Houjun and I are a bit more than just co-workers and roommates." Genrou swallowed the lump in his throat and continued. "We have been thinking about a lot in the past five weeks we have been here. We have been thinking even harder since we met up with you. You know that I really care about you. Right?"

Sekai nodded. "Yeah."

"Houjun and I think that you are old enough to decide, and if you say no, I will still love you like my only little brother."

"Okay."

"Now that you know about Chichiri an' me, you can say no, it will be okay."

"What are you trying to say Genrou-sensei?"

"Would you agree to never call me sensei again?"

"Is that it?" Sekai looked disappointed. He looked at his feet, truly believing that was all Genrou wanted, but he answered nonetheless. "Okay."

"And if I said that Houjun and I would adopt you, and be your legal guardians from now on. Would you say okay?"

Sekai's eyes lit up. His head lifted to see if what his past teacher said was his imagination, or just a trick to get his eye contact once again.

Tasuki's eyes showed no deceit. He asked the question again, but less wordy, just to make sure Sekai knew he had heard right. "Would you let Houjun and I adopt you? We could all move into the new house once it is ready, and live our new lives together."

"Hontou ni?" Sekai felt tears go down his cheeks. He jumped off the couch and hugged Tasuki with all his might. He was so relieved to know that he would be going to a loving home.

"But you have to realize Sekai, you will never have a mom, and not even a dad in a real sense." Tasuki looked Sekai straight in the eyes, looking for any sort of doubt that my lie there. "Jus' two brothers. Cause that's the kind of life we're going to live. Everyone will help, and everyone will be rewarded. That's the ship I sail, got it?" Genrou's voice was strict in a playful kind of manner.

"Okay." Sekai nodded firmly.

Genrou noted the clock. "Ya got any homework Otouto?"

"Yeah... I do."

"Go bring it here so you can tackle it. 'Kay?"

"Sure thing Oniisan." Sekai hopped out of Genrou's lap and went down the hall to get his work.

"You feel much better now, don't you Tasuki-chan no da?" Houjun hugged Tasuki around the waist.

"Yeah. Thanks 'Chiri."

"I wanted him to be with us just as much as you did no da."

"I guess yer right." Tasuki gave Houjun a quick peck on the nose and got his work materials together so they could all be working at once.

The three all worked together with no disturbances for a little while. Houjun and Genrou were sitting on the bed together, correcting papers. Occasionally Tasuki would get up and help Sekai with his work. After a while of silence, there came a quiet knock in the door.

Genrou looked at Sekai, who happened to be closest to the door at the moment. "Can you get that?"

"Sure thing Oniisan."

Sekai got over to the door and opened it up. Kaishin and Kanryou were standing outside. Kanryou spoke up first. "So that's where you have been hiding. We thought you ran away."

Kaishin and Kanryou moved into the room. The nurse spoke. "Houjun, I am here with the doctor to finally remove that bandage once and for all. Are you ready?"

Chichiri got up and sat in a chair near the door. "Fine by me. Do you think it has fully healed yet?"

Kaishin spoke back. "That is what Kanryou is here for. Apart from being the one with the adoption papers for you." She was unwrapping the bandage as she noticed Houjun's good eye widen.

"I heard you earlier as I walked by the room." Kanryou answered the question before it could even be asked. He handed the papers to Genrou who smiled with appreciation. Kanryou examined the once bloody mess with astonishment. It was now a fully healed scar. "Looks good to me. If anything comes up, don't hesitate to come and ask someone for advice though."

Kaishin stood up and started to leave. "Well, I won't be seeing you on these circumstances again. I hope that the rest of your lives goes as planned. Just be sure to check out at the front office when you leave. Goodbye."

Both technicians left with joy, but disappointment. Happy to know they made a difference; but sad to know that after such a long time, they would not meet again.

Sekai left for his room as well. It was late, and he needed to get ready after school to move into his new home, and live with his new guardians.

AN: I feel like if I continue this any longer I will scream. I am going to have a sequel though. I just feel that the plot has been fulfilled, Tasuki and Chichiri had time together and got to adopt Sekai. I don't know when I will get around to making a sequel, but I will try to very soon.