I have to stop writing short chapters! The next one will be longer, I promise! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter and review afterwards!
Love,
Victoria Faust
P.S. Someone asked me what the chapter names mean so here they are...
Chapter 1: Sentakushi: Choices
Chapter 2: Katai: Mistake
Chapter 3: Aiyoku: Passion
Disclaimer: This is getting tiresome, is it not?
Rating: T for Shonen-Ai (LOVE IT! Haha)
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Faust leaned back in the uncomfortable airport chair. He had been through so much in the last couple of hours. First, they had to go to the bank to get money for plane tickets, food, and things like that. Then, they had to physically BUY the tickets. That was the most difficult part. The next flight into Germany was departing the next day!
"What do you mean we have to wait for thirty hours!"
"Sorry, sir, you just missed the last flight...and the next flight is tomorrow..."
"I think I already knew that, moron!"
Faust sighed. The plane was landing in Berlin, so that was where they would have to stay. He laughed. Berlin wasn't exactly the best place to take Yoh, but Faust knew the city well. Some of his family lived there, so people knew who he was. Though, upon thinking about it,he wasn't sure if that was good or bad.
Yoh jumped up in front of Faust.
"This is so exciting!" Yoh smiled.
"Yes..." Faust muttered, his hand on his forehead.
Yoh leaned close to Faust's face.
"Do you have a headache?" Yoh asked.
Suddenly, Yoh smiled. He looked around the terminal they were sitting in. There was no one around except for a young man sitting at the desk near the gate, and the man was buried in a comic book.
"Anything I can do to make you feel better?" Yoh asked.
Faust looked up.
Bingo.
Yoh leaned forward quickly and surprised Faust with a kiss. Faust's eyes shot wide open. Yet, he didn't push Yoh away. Instead, he pulled Yoh closer. Faust continually pulled Yoh closer and closer until Yoh was sitting on Faust's lap. Finally realizing what was happening, Faust pulled away.
"What are we doing?" Faust asked.
Yoh smiled.
"No one saw. So don't worry." Yoh said, blushing.
Faust decided to let it go. What was one moment of bliss going to hurt? It meant a lot to Yoh... and Faust was beginning to find that it meant a lot to him too.
"You know Faust? I wasn't kidding...I really love you. I'm not exaggerating!" Yoh said, trying to convince Faust that it was true.
The young man at the desk looked up from his comic book.
Faust smiled at Yoh.
"I'm not going to try and hide it anymore. I love you too, more than anything!" Faust admitted.
"More than Eliza?" Yoh asked, hanging his head.
Faust paused. Did he love Yoh more than he had loved Eliza? Faust thought about it for awhile.
It's not that easy...
"...Yes...I love you...more than I loved Eliza." Faust said, second guessing himself.
For Yoh, that was all he needed. The simple declaration of true love. It had happened!
Finally, I know it's for real.
The young man at the desk stared at Faust and Yoh.
Yoh crawled off Faust's lap and sat on the chair next to him. Faust looked at the clock on the wall.
"Twenty-five more hours, Yoh." Faust said, looking back at Yoh.
Yoh put his head on Faust's lap.
"What are you doing?" Faust asked.
"I...want to be near you." Yoh said, snuggling closer to Faust's chest.
Yoh kicked himself mentally over and over.
That was supposed to stay INSIDE!
"I like that you want to be near me...because I like being near you too." Faust whispered.
Yoh blushed. It was like a dream. A crazy, messed up fairy tale. Yoh closed his eyes and relaxed. If they were going to be here for a while, he might as well be comfortable. Faust put his hand on Yoh's head. Yoh winced. Faust looked in between the strands of brown hair and saw his gash. It was still a fairly fresh wound. Faust sighed and instead, put his hand on Yoh's back. As peacefulness set in, Faust began to think: about Eliza, Yoh, Germany, and so many other things that hurt him deeper whenever they crossed his mind.
It hurt to think about these things because, as much as Faust wanted to ignore it, he had as many deep scars as Yoh had. He tried to push the thoughts out of his mind so he could just be peaceful and care free. In Faust's situation, however, that seemed to be impossible. He leaned his head back against the chair and tried to put his mind to rest.
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