Bangkok Chapter Two

By: Phenobarbiedoll

Keisuke wished that he could say that the cab ride (which was all of thirty-eight minutes seven seconds long) was uneventful. But as both brothers hated being in a car where some one other than themselves was driving (even slow) that could not happen. Thus they were both slightly jarred upon arrival at Kansai International Airport.

"How is it even possible to drive that dangerous- while going that slow?" Kesuike looked up to his brother and asked.

"I have no clue. And they say street racers are the dangerous ones! I would wager that man has caused more accidents than all the Red Suns combined... times five!..." Ryousuke continued to mumble to himself- visibly trying to regain his normal cool.

Picking up their minimal luggage the boys headed indoors. Keisuke inwardly sighed at the sight of the usual ten kilometer long line. He fallowed his brother as they got closer and closer to the line and began thinking about how he would rather be any other place than that line. How he would have done any thing to avoid it. Where was an airline employee when you needed to pay some one off?

"Thank God we don't have to stand in that line!" The elder brother commented.

'What do you mean that line?' Keisuke frantically thought. 'Is there another longer line we should be standing in!'

"Here." Ryousuke said handing his brother a slip of paper. "If only everyone took the extra five seconds to print their boarding passes on line. Then we could all avoid lines like that."

"I hate lines." Keisuke half whispered.

And in a much softer voice his brother said; "I know you do Otooto. You hate anything that doesn't get you where you want to be fast enough."

Whoa. The blonds ears started ringing the second his and his brothers eyes became fixated on each other. And they remained that way for what seemed like days, even if it was only for a brief moment it was some thing amazing.

Keisuke blinked and in that second his brother's gaze had already shifted.

"We should continue, we really don't want to get behind schedule. We still have to make it through security, and I would like to have enough time to stop at the tea shop in the terminal. And I happen to know that they sell those slushies you are so fond of-"

"Shitmatta!"

"What you are suddenly less in love with those little slimy black balls you usually love to suck down?"

"No I..."

"That's probably better for you you anyway. They probably sit in your stomach for some thing like ten years..."

"NO ANIKI! I forgot-"

"Your passport? Yes I know. Do you really think I would let you pack some thing so important after that whole duffel bag incident?"

Keisuke didn't know whether to be thankful our outraged. He was grateful his brother had been thinking of every thing he needed as well as himself. But on the other hand he was angry his brother thought him so irresponsible. As a result of this the duo remained silent all through the security check point.

Realizing that it must be some thing he said- Ryousuke spent the down time coming up with a strategy to correct his um.. error. As Ryousuke Takahashi does not make mistakes. Putting his shoes back on after clearing the metal detector he decided on a precise course of action.

"You know I don't think your irresponsible little one."

"Oh little one now, is it! Aniki you realize that if you weren't wearing such tall shoes we would be the same height!"

"That's not what I meant Kei-"

"Well that's what you said!"

"Well yes Keisuke you are my 'little' brother- and before you feel the need to blow up at me again, yes. I know you have been grown up for some time now."

Another moment of silence.

Another pang of tension between the two devoted brothers as they walked to their terminal waiting area. The blond took as seat next to window as his brother sat his luggage on the floor.

"I'll be back." Ryousuke said with out even glancing his brothers way.

"Fine... whatever." Keisuke mumbled as the brunette went off some where. He took this free time to think about the situation he had let himself get into. He had to spend no less than a week in the almost constant presence of some one he could hardly be around for minutes with out starting to wilt!

Not that he didn't want to be around his brother. Oh he wanted too. He wanted to with every last drop of his morbid existence. BUT, every second that ticked by brought him one second closer to spilling every thing. But how exactly does one go about telling ones brother that he would like to be thrown to the nearest surface and and then be screwed by him repeatably? It's not exactly normal over dinner conversation.

'That had to be it!' Keisuke thought. 'He knows some things up, he just doesn't know what! That's why he drug me along on this God forsaken trip! To get me to crack! Well I wont do it... I wont!'

"Oh I will get it out of you you sooner or later Otooto."

"Excuse me?"

"Sorry brother but you had that determined look on your face you only get when you are about to try desperately to keep some thing from me."

Keisuke blinked. 'Damn I am so screwed.'

Notes:

Guess what the yaoiness is going to get a lot heavier as this fic progresses just so your warned I might even up the rating for later chapters.

Please read and review. Are there even still any fans of this paring anymore?