Chapter 3
Hanky Panky
The two boys stared at each other in the hallway. Anyone who might have walked by would have thought that they were two lovers having a quarrel, and staring at each other longingly.
"Why?" he repeated.
"It doesn't matter."
Rikuo stepped back and was about to leave, but Kaza grabbed his hand, making him stare him in the eye again.
"Yes, it does."
The dark haired boy wanted nothing more than to kiss that sweet face at the moment, but he knew he shouldn't do anything that foolish. He and Kaza were just friends, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. He shouldn't put hope into his heart, and especially not into Kaza's.
"Because... you're the only friend I have."
The shorter of the two widened his eyes at that statement. He never knew that. Never expected Rikuo to say something like that.
" Really?" He asked.
"Yes." He stated simply, telling his heart to stop pounding so fiercely. He allowed his eyes to close, not being able to look at the boy at the moment.
He was suddenly engulfed in two skinny arms.
"You are too." Rikuo opened his eyes at this.
Man, so many things he wasn't expecting today were just popping up and hitting him in the face.
"You two!" A voice yelled.
The two boys broke apart, blushing slightly, and looked over at a middle aged, balding man with a thick mustache. His narrow brown eyes glared at them as he raised his right hand from his hip and pointed it at them, shaking it vigorously as he spoke.
"What are you two doing? There is no hanky panky in this facility! This is no hip hopping dance club! Now, get back to work before I tell the Master of the House what you two were doing and get your asses fired!"
Kaza and Rikuo literally ran, trying to keep their laughter in. When they rounded the corner, they broke out in fits of snorts, giggles, and laughs that made Kazahaya fall to the floor.
It really wasn't that funny, but the stress the two of them had been put through with each other was finally starting to die down, and just that little bit of laughter was all they needed.
Rikuo stopped laughing and offered his hand to Kaza, who was still on the floor heaving up balls of giggles. A few tears were in his eyes as his hand locked with Rikuo's.
Instead of Kaza being lifted up, he stayed on the floor, pulling a very flushed Rikuo down on top of him. His lips met the taller boy's as his hands wrapped around the back of his neck. Rikuo couldn't stop himself, even if he wanted to, which he most certainly did not.
He lifted himself off of Kaza and turned over onto his back, placing the smaller boy on top of him. Kaza moaned into Rikuo's mouth as a hand wandered up his exposed thigh and slipped under his black and white dress...
"Kazahaya... Kazahaya... Kudo? You all right?" A voice called out to a daydreaming Kaza who was still on the floor.
The boy blinked. He was still laying on the floor, with Rikuo looking down at him, waving a hand in front of his face.
"Uh... yeah, I'm fine." He said shakily as he took Rikuo's hand, for real this time, and was hauled up onto his feet.
"Stop falling asleep in random places."
"..."
When the usual retort of the teen didn't come, Rikuo looked back at him, slightly worried about the boy.
"Kaza?"
The boy in question nearly jumped. Okay, not a good sign. What was wrong with him?
"What's wrong?" He tried to not sound too cold, but it didn't work.
"N-nothing."
Silence.
They just stood there. Kaza staring at the floor and Rikuo's feet, while the other boy kept his eyes on his partner.
After staring at him for a few minutes, he knew what he had to say to help the boy get out of this... mood. Even though they would both hate him for it.
"Don't forget about the reason why we're here. Don't screw up this time."
Kaza lifted his head up, his now fiery gold eyes staring into Rikuo's.
"I haven't forgotten." He said and then stalked past the taller boy.
Rikuo sighed.
Yep, that did it. And now, Kaza hated him.
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"Miss, please follow me."
Kaza only nodded his head in reply, before he followed the black haired man up the stairs and through a few hallways, until they reached a room with an oak door. The man smiled before opening it, revealing a dark forest green room. The color of Rikuo's eyes.
'Dammit, don't you dare start thinking about that ass hole!' Kaza yelled at himself mentally as his boss sat at his desk.
"The book shelf needs to be dusted." Mr. Creon told Kaza.
He nodded his head and began to dust the large book shelf that covered one whole wall. He could feel that creep just staring at him! He wanted to puke.
And on one was here to protect him. Not even that damn Rikuo! They hadn't talked since that little episode a week ago.
'Shit! I'm so screwed!'
For the next few minutes, nothing happened, and Kaza began to think that maybe things would be all right; that he could escape the room untouched. God knows how many times this week that man had touched him, just not anywhere where he wasn't supposed to, yet!
But as usual, the boy was right when it came to him getting in trouble.
The man with calm gray eyes and slicked back black hair came towards Kaza and placed a hand on his hip.
"You know, the book shelf in my room could use some cleaning as well. The dust in there keeps me up all night... along with a few other things."
'Eww! Is that a line that actually works for him!'
When Kaza felt a hand on his thigh, slowly going up on the inside, he freaked out. The sweeper he was using fell from his hands and clattered to the floor.
The hand moved up, disregarding the noise. Sweat began to fall down his forehead as he thought about what he could possibly do, without getting caught or in trouble. Damn that hand, in a few more seconds, it'd be in a very bad place!
"Excuse me, sir." A voice called out from the doorway, where a tall figure stood, his hand knocking quietly on the door.
"What is it?" He asked sharply, his hand returned to his side.
"There is a Miss Adams downstairs waiting to see you."
His face changed emotions so quickly, that he was out the door before anything else could be said.
Kaza let out a sigh of relief.
Even if it was Rikuo who had saved him, at least he had still been saved.
Rikuo, on the other hand, looked a bit... angry? Kaza saw the fire in his eyes, before he heard it in his voice.
"Let's go. This is the only chance we'll have to get the watch."
He turned around and Kaza quickly followed after him. The smaller boy didn't know why he was so upset, but he'd have to worry about it later, they were coming up to the Master's room.
The double doors opened and the two of them snuck in quietly. Kaza went towards one of the dressers and started going through a jewelry box. He didn't know men could own a jewelry box!
He found a couple of gold rings, watches, and more chains to go with other watches. But, not the one he wanted to find.
"Dammit, where is it?"
He heard a jingle from across the room and turned around to see Rikuo standing there with the watch.
"Found it." He said solemnly.
'Okay, what's wrong with him?' Kaza wondered as he made his way over towards him, and they went towards the doors. But, before they could get out, the doors opened, and in walked Mr. Creon.
Rikuo managed to get behind the door in the bathroom, and watched as the man he now loathed, walked towards Kaza; a smirk on his face.
"What are you doing in here?"
"Y-you said that the book shelf in here needed to be dusted as well, sir. So, I did." He told him, that being the only thing that would come off the top of his head. Even though the man standing in front of him had used the same line to get him into bed.
Yuk!
The door closed and was locked behind him.
Dammit, why did this have to keep on happening!
Kaza groaned inwardly as his boss made his way over to him.
"Mr. Creon, I ha-have to get going. It's late and-" Two fingers stopped him from his ranting, making him take a gulp.
"Don't worry about it. I'll make sure you get home safely."
He was now standing in front of Kaza, his eyes heavy lidded and his lips curled into a grin. His hands rested on Kaza's shoulders, that slowly fell down to his sides, as a warm breath lingered on his neck.
"Mr. Creon..."
What was he supposed to say! Or do!
The fright in his eyes went unnoticed by his supervisor, but someone else saw it. And they didn't like it.
The room started to shake suddenly, and the boy was let go. The lights flickered and Kaza ran for it! The voice of his boss yelling after him not being heard as a hand grabbed onto his own. He looked up at Rikuo, who was now dragging him along the hallways, down the front stairs, and out of the house.
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"You both did an excellent job. Here's your paycheck."
Kaza took the envelope, but didn't even bother to look at it, he just slipped it into his pocket and thanked Kakei-San before he excused himself.
After the door closed, Kakei-San looked over at Rikuo, his eyebrows raised slightly.
"Did... something happen?"
"No." Rikuo answered before he to got up and left the room.
"Hmm, wonder what's got those two so down?"
"It's nothing they can't handle." The dark haired man in Kakei's lap said.
"You're probably right." Kakei said with a small sigh.
"I know I am." Saiga said before pulling down his face for a kiss.
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sorry its late, but i got like ten other stories, school and exams coming up! joy. so, sorry again, please don't bite my head off.
love you guys,
robin
