Chapter 07 : Unpredicted changes
WARNING : In this chapter, there isn't really much of a point, just for you to encounter nothing but Smut! Smut! Smut! So beware.
P.S.
I forgot to mention fluff and wuff.
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It's a strange sort of feeling , this.
For the first time in his life, he was starting to trust someone wholly and completely, without any qualms – and it actually felt good. It felt good to know that he wasn't going to get hurt; that he was able to do things openly without fearing of getting punished or getting killed.
He'd faced many things before, he'd been in and out of juvenile detention and he'd been chased by the police dozens of times and yet, there was nothing more uncertain than forging a relationship based on trust ; because that concept still remained an alien territory for him but, it was starting to crack, that wall that kept him from trusting and loving others and he was glad for that.
With Schuldich, he found that he was never forced to do anything against his will. Schuldich was open and carefree and quite responsible towards him despite how he seemed. Schuldich thought of him as an equal and treated him like a friend despite their differences in background. Despite the fact that Ken was living in his house and eating his food, Schuldich never demanded for anything, he would just laugh whenever Ken mentioned the fact and give him a pat on the head the way a father would give his little child saying that he didn't have to pay or do anything in return.
Ken felt like he finally belonged.
It was a feeling he cherished and slowly, he was starting to warm up and trust a person other than himself. That hard steel wall he'd built around himself – Schuldich was gently breaking down with his laughter and his mild teasing.
For the first time, Ken had a friend he could trust and it seemed like Schuldich felt the same.
" Hey kid! There's a game on t.v. I think it's RealMadrid versus Barcelona ." Schuldich was over on the couch with a beer and some chips as he was surfing the television and Ken had just finished showering.
Ken grinned and hurried over, pulling an oversized shirt over his head before resuming toweling his hair.
He loved soccer !
Just being able to watch those people playing and being a team and working together gave him a thrill and it was all he could do to keep himself from yelling out loud whenever someone scored.
He didn't actually care whoever won, it's the way to a goal that he was interested in.
" Ronaldo isn't doing too good, I think he had an injury a few weeks ago." Schuldich commented, tossing the bag of chips on Ken's lap.
" But to think that he's still able to score a goal, that says something for him." Ken defended the player. Ronaldo , after all was one of his favorite players.
Schuldich grinned at Ken's intent face for several moments as he watched the game unfold before saying " They're touring the country these two months playing at the major capitals and I think there's a game this coming week at the Stadium and RealMadrid is playing."
Ken gazed at him, puzzled and Schuldich, barely suppressing laughter and with a twinkle in his eye said, pulling two pieces of paper from his pocket. " I just happened to get a pair of front row tickets. Right smack in the middle."
Ken stared at him, speechless. He'd been dreaming of that moment ever since he'd been introduced to the world of soccer and now ...
He opened his mouth silently before the fact sunk into his brain and he laughed loudly. " That's great ! I can't believe you actually got front row tickets !"
" Yeah, well, I had to call in a few favors for these babies but I think it's all worth it ." Schuldich boasted, waving them in the air like a proud little child.
Ken laughed as he teasingly tried to snatch the two pieces of paper and was suddenly and inexplicably annoyed when Schuldich eluded him by snatching it right away out of his grasp.
He then became a little more serious. But so did Schuldich. And it had all of a sudden, evolved into a game of cat and mouse.
Schuldich took a running leap off the couch and Ken sprinted madly after him in a craze. Schuldich of course had a lead considering how he started, and anyone who knew basic physics could explain the lead.
Schuldich had long strong legs ... but that couldn't beat the fact that Ken was a natural-born sprinter and despite the disadvantage of being a trifle shorter, he caught up to Schuldich in a matter of moment just as the redhead was about to disappear into his bedroom.
Ken recoiled and pounced on the redhead from behind with a loud whoop and they came crashing down on the carpet in a mad fit of laughter; the tickets still clutched tightly in Schuldich's right fist.
They were there several minutes, doing nothing but laugh until Schuldich was forced to turn on his back for want of air, Ken still shaking with mirth on top of his belly.
Ken was now clutching his own abdomen as he wiped tears of laughter from the corner of his eyes and Schuldich couldn't help but watch the brunette in silence.
He was still so young ... but ...
Schuldich sat up suddenly and Ken, still biting down chuckles fell down with a thud on the carpet. He looked up in surprise at the sudden seriousness in Schuldich's expression ... it was then that he realized the unexpected reversal of their positions.
" Schu ... ?" He asked tentatively, licking his lips in nervousness at the almost predatory look the redhead was giving him.
Within a moment, he was trapped by an arm placed on either side of his head and knees on either side of his torso.
" Ken ..." It was a hoarse whisper, meant only to expel frustration but it was involuntarily able to accomplish something else.
And for that moment, that instant Ken was enthralled by the green eyes that held as much depth as the ocean as the redhead lowered his head for a kiss.
It was a moment that lasted an eternity and yet was as fleeting as a butterfly's breath.
They merely stared at each other long after the kiss had ended.
Ken seemed shocked to the point of speechlessness and he could only stare at the redhead's quiet solemnity.
He was jarred awake from his reverie by a soft hand brushing its fingers across his cheek. And he closed his eyes, not knowing how to respond, only willing to savor the moment of tenderness.
He then knew that what had happened was a reality.
There was no crossing back.
They had overstepped that invisible line that had hung between them for the past month and they could not turn back.
Somehow though, Ken didn't at all find it disturbing and he could only return the gentle smile that Schuldich offered to him.
Schuldich could no longer be a father or a brother to him anymore.
Somehow, he knew then Schuldich was something else ... and something more ...
And one way or another, he didn't seem to feel any regret.
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Redemption Moon : Yes, yes, I know. Me and my crappy updates. Looks like I have more of a disgruntled audience than I bargained for ! Only seven reviews last chapter. ---- sigh What did I do wrong ?? Well anyway, please continue your support (or what's left of it) and I'm gonna try my best to update regularly.
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