The Boy Who Cried 'Wolfmon'!

Chapter 6: 'Silky!'

A certain raven-haired teen stirred in his sleep, and then slowly revealed the midnight blue orbs that were his eyes. He blinked a couple of times, and saw Takuya, arms still around his waist, smiling sweetly up at him. "Good morning . . ." the brunette began cheerfully. " . . . Kouji!"

Kouji was a bit confused at first, but then remembered that he had whispered his name in the boy's ear the previous night. He grinned from ear to ear and squeezed Takuya close to him. In turn, the tan boy tightened his grip on Kouji's waist. For a while they stayed like that, just holding eachother, when finally, they both loosened their grip.

"Oh! Ah, um . . ." Kouji studdered. "Err, sorry . . ."

Takuya gazed up at him. "For what?"

The raven-haired teen was speechless. The puppy eyes! THE PUPPY EYES!

"Um," Kouji muttered, mezmerized by the puppy-dog eyes. "N-Nothing . . ."

The brunette giggled childishly. "Heehee! I should be thanking you

Now it was Kouji's turn. "For what?"

Takuya smiled. "For staying with me, I don't like being alone."

The blue-eyed teen's face flushed a bright red. Takuya's expression became concerned.

"Are you feeling okay?" the brunette touched his forehead to Kouji's. "You're kinda hot. Are you sick or something?"

"Ah!" The physical contact caused Kouji to blush even more. He struggled to stand up. "I-I'm fine! Really I-- ACK!!" While trying to get up, Kouji had tripped over his own feet, and fell, sprawled over the brunette. Both their eyes widened, and Takuya's cheeks became the same color as Kouji's. The puppy-eyed boy coughed nervously, and the pale teen quickly stood, making sure that this time he didn't make any mistakes.

"I-I'm going to go get some food." Kouji stated, avoiding Takuya's gaze. "Stay here . . . I mean it. And don't put any weight on your leg." The brown-eyed boy watched as the other teen's figure disappeared into the darkness of the cave. Once he was out of sight, Takuya sat up, leaned against the cave wall, and closed his eyes. This was great, more quiet. Just to break the silence, he hummed a little tune, and drummed his fingers on the rock/table. The song he was humming was one that he had heard numerous times back in Tallatpicka. The villagers sang it at every festival. Festivals were practially the only times that Takuya's parents let him skip his studies for the day and have fun. He could clearly remember each cheerful, singing face of the choir, but couldn't recall all the lyrics. But he could remember a little bit about what the song was about. There were falling autumn leaves, the fresh spring flowers, and new beginnings for all. This tune had always been Takuya's favorite . . .

'Great, just friggin' great.' Takuya thought as he wiped at his eye. 'Now I'm getting homesick again! Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it . . .' But that just made him think about it even more, and that made him even more homesick. Why was he getting so worked up over this?! It had only been a few days, and all he ever wanted all his life was to get away from his so-called home. And now he wanted to go back to it?! Takuya now wiped at both his eyes with his sleeve. "No crying . . . no crying . . ." he muttered to himself over and over again. But despite his efforts, hot tears continued to stream down his face. He had never been away from the village, not even once. He began to feel a twinge of regret in the pit of his stomach, and tried to smother it with thoughts of Kouji. He was staying with Kouji now, that was all that mattered . . .

Wait.

How long was Kouji going to let him stay with him?

And why was he taking so long to get food?!

Suddenly forgetting about being homesick, Takuya wiped at his eyes one last time, and scowled at the darkness of the cave as his stomach gave a rather loud gurgle. His expression brightened as the sound of soft, plodding footsteps reached his ears. Soon, Kouji came into view, carrying a two small boxes of food wrapped in white cloths. He smiled, and set the bundles on top of the table, and sat opposite of Takuya.

"Dig in!"

The starving brunette practically tore open the package, to find a simple breakfast of a sweet rice cake, a pancake, and an orange juice box. He fumbled with the chopsticks in his hand, and ravenously scarfed the pancake. Only when the pancake was halfway down his throat did he remember his resolution to chew his food before swallowing. It was then that the breakfast pastry became stuck in his esophagus. He gave a few strangled coughs, and thumped on his chest, but his attempts where fruitless, as the whole pancake was still lodged in his throat. Noticing Takuya's antics, Kouji became concerned, and rushed to the brunette's aid. He wrapped his arms around the choking boy's waist, and performed the Heimlich.

The pancake finally came up Takuya's throat, and he spit it out. He continued to cough, his face a deep scarlet hue. Kouji patted the boy's back, then ran his hand up and down it. Takuya's coughing ceased, but Kouji's hand remained on his back. The younger boy looked sheepishly up at Kouji, and gave a lop-sided grin. "Err . . . heh heh . . . T-Thanks . . ."

As the raven-haired teen gazed down at Takuya, the brunette's heart began to beat, ever so slightly, faster. The quick 'thump-thumps' were so loud, that he was sure that the pale teen could clearly hear them. Unexpectantly, Kouji grinned and chuckled. "Heh, don't you ever chew your food?" he teased.

"Heeeey!" Takuya pouted and playfully poked Kouji's stomach. The said teen gave a strangled laugh and fell backwards, but caught himself by placing his hand behind him on the dirt floor. "Don't do that again! I'm ticklish!"

The brunette gave a mischievous sneer. "Ticklish, eh?" He immediately pounced Kouji, knocking him to the floor. The raven-haired teen let out a yelp, but it turned into uncontrollable laughter as Takuya began to prod and poke his sides. Kouji squirmed underneath the brunette, and coughed a few times from laughing so much. Suddenly, Takuya's pokes ceased, and Kouji gazed up at him, breathing heavily.

"Had enough?" The brunette grinned. Kouji smirked as well, placed his hands on Takuya's shoulders, and promptly flipped him over, so that Takuya was laying down and Kouji was on top. The raven-haired teen said nothing, and kept his grip firm so that the brown-eyed boy couldn't get away. He gazed down at him, and slowly began to lean forward . . .

Takuya's eyes widened as he felt warm lips pressed upon his own. He closed his eyes, and deepened the kiss, his heart beating faster. But then a new thought occurred to him.

Why was he doing this?

It had only been, what, three days since he had met Kouji?

And now he was kissing him?

But . . . he had never felt like this about anyone before.

Could it be that he really . . .

Kouji felt that Takuya wasn't responding anymore, and pulled away. He loosened his grip on Takuya's shoulders, and averted his gaze, blushing nervously. "Ah, I . . . Um . . . S-Sorry . . ." he studdered. The brunette smiled at Kouji's expression. He looked so cute when he was embarrassed. He placed his hands on the raven-haired boy's face, and pulled him down, bringing him into another kiss.

Takuya could feel Kouji's tongue lightly flick across his lips, and he gladly let him in. Kouji pressed down against the tan boy's body, exploring his mouth hungrily. Takuya encircled his arms around Kouji's neck, and ran his fingers through his long, silky raven hair. The wolf-like teen smiled through the kiss, enjoying the contact. The brunette's hands came back to Kouji's face, and he caressed the teen's pale cheeks. Takuya's hands trailed all over Kouji's face, and they came to rest on his fuzzy ears. He touched them between his thumb and fore-finger, and softly stroked.

A bit unnerved, the raven-haired teen broke the kiss and looked down questioningly at Takuya. The brunette smiled childishly, and said, "Silky!"

Kouji leaned down again and touched his forehead to Takuya's, his thin frame shaking with muffled snorts. He finally let it out as they both broke out into wild laughter. The raven-haired teen let himself rest beside the brunette, his hand on his chest as he let out a last few chuckles. He gleefully gazed up into Takuya's soft, chocolate-brown eyes and smiled. The tan boy wrapped one of his arms around Kouji's shoulders, squeezing him close. He leaned his head down, and whispered in the raven-haired boy's ear.

"Can I stay with you forever?"

Kouji snuggled his face into Takuya's chest and closed his eyes blissfully. "Of course. . ." Suddenly remembering something, his eyes snapped open and he sat up, Takuya releasing his grip on him.

"What's wrong?" the brunette asked.

A look of worry came across the teen's face as he woefully looked at Takuya. "W-What about . . ." he began. ". . . Your family?"

Takuya's eyes widened, then he recalled that awful, homesick feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Oh . . ." he muttered and sat up as well. "I-I suppose they would come looking for me . . . Does anyone know about this place?"

Kouji shook his head. "No one other than my family and I."

"In that case, they'll probably never find me unless I go to them. And I'm not really planning on doing that."

"B-But . . . They'll be worried about you . . . Don't you at least, want to tell them that you're all right?"

Takuya furrowed his brow. "I'm not so sure about that."

". . . Did something happen before you left?"

"Yeah . . . I didn't really explain what had happened last night, did I?" The brunette shifted, getting more comfortable. "Um . . . You know how fire doesn't burn me, right?"

Kouji nodded.

"Well . . ." Takuya trailed off, then continued. "It sort of turns out that I can control it too, I think."

The shorter teen's eyes widened. "Really?!"

The brunette began to wring his hands nervously. "I think I told you last night sort of . . . that I kinda lost it."

"Yeah."

"Well . . . it was crazy, I mean . . . It was like, when I got so angry, something inside me -- like a barrier or a seal -- just . . . snapped, you know? And it was like I had no control over my body anymore, like someone else took over me and let loose all that chaos that had been building up inside me . . . I was eating dinner with my parents, that's when it happened. My mom was fine, just freaked out, but my dad . . . I . . . I really hurt him. With just one punch . . . I broke his jaw . . . But I could see and feel all these flames around me, like them and me were one and the same: Raging fire . . ." Takuya looked up at Kouji, and was surprised to find the teen paler than usual. "W-What's wrong?"

Kouji brushed a few strands of his raven hair out of his face, and licked his lips nervously. "Um . . . there's a story that's been passed down throughout many generations of my family . . . It concerns the first Wolfmon . . ."

Kouji trailed off, and Takuya shifted closer to him, eager to hear the story.

Finally, the raven-haired teen continued. " . . . And the first Agnimon."

END OF CHAPTER SIX

Ritina: Oooooh there's a plot twist for ya! I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can!! Remember to review! Happy Holidays!