Made for Each Other
Co-written with: A'Phrionnsa Fala

Written: March 2006
Fandom: Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance, Drama
Pairing (s): Wilt/Eduardo
Warnings: Yes, this is a slash fanfiction. There's heavy kissing, and in later chapters sexual relations.

Plot:. Wilt and Eduardo, now together, have to work their relationship around their new roommate, Blooregard Q. Kazoo; and now having been together a while they begin to delve into their relationship more.

Spoilers: None.

Disclaimers: Wilt, Eduardo, and the characters in this story belong to Craig McCracken.

Story Notes: We've (myself and A'Phrionnsa Fala) have tried to keep some continuity going. This story now takes place shortly after Bloo arrived in the House.

Chapter Two
Privacy Complications

The cadence of the seasons carried the world, and the Foster's mansion with it, into the following year. Friends came and went as always while Wilt and Eduardo remained. Wilt had long since accepted the fact that no child would ever adopt him and Eduardo, for his reasons, some obvious, some not, simply hid every time a new child came. Both of them knew, somehow, that they were here to stay. And so, while friends came and went like always, passing the two like ships, Eduardo and Wilt stayed, at the house and with each other. One day, however, the arrival of one friend, a Mr. Blooregard Q. Kazoo set the house into a major upheaval. Change erupted round the pair; Wilt had given up his bed for the floor and now they had two roommates.

Several days after the initial stir-up caused by Bloo's arrival had settled, the pair found themselves pondering just what they should do about their situation as it stood. Eduardo was presently watching Bloo messing around with his child Mac outside the front yard from one of the large windows. He bit at his lower lip slightly, before looking over his shoulder to see Wilt's tall form stood behind him. "...is nice that Azul has such nice friendship with señor Mac." he said, looking back outside. They were throwing dirtballs now. Little boys. Eduardo would never understand the fascination with mud. Up till now he had actually kept pretty quiet about what had happened, about Bloo moving into their room and taking Wilt's bed. But by now, you could tell there was a lot on his mind.

"Yeah... seems that whenever boys play, they always play at killing each other," Wilt mused aloud, stretching, arching his short spine a bit so that it cracked. "You know, the floor's not as comfortable as my old bed, but it's definitely loads better for my back. I have room to stretch my legs out now." he commented, ever the upbeat conversationalist.

"I no like it." Eduardo huffed, folding his arms a bit. Wow, one of the first negative things to come out of his mouth all this time - there's a surprise.

Wilt peered down at Eduardo, surprised to hear him using a tone like that. "Come again?"

"I no like it!" he echoed as he slammed a hand against the window pane (causing some of the windows to shake), before looking at Wilt. "I like Azul, sí sí! But, I no like how he take your bed, I no say something then for that is rude. But I still no like it, even after whole week!" it was true, sure, he wasn't in another room from Wilt all together but it almost felt like it. To him at least. Wilt blinked, surprised.

"I'm sorry, but he didn't take my bed. I gave it to him. It was my choice. I'm sorry if it makes you upset... why does it make you upset, really? Are you mad at me?"

"No, no no." Eduardo shook his head, and waved his hands. "I no mad at you, I never be mad at you!" so was he mad at Azul? ...no, he didn't think so. He just missed Wilt. If that was possible when sleeping two bunk beds above him.

"Well, then what's the problem?" Wilt asked, confused, "That I'm another foot and a half away from you? That we don't have a lot of privacy anymore? Ed, we don't even DO anything that would need privacy. I mean... I guess it was different with Coco because she's such a heavy sleeper, but... Ed, whatever it is I'm sorry. Just tell me and I'll try to make it better." Wilt looked desperate now, and indeed, very sorry.

Eduardo shook his head a bit, the lowered it with a sigh, "...I is shell fish." well he totally messed up how to pronounce that, didn't he? "I miss what we do, cause... cause we no do it when we used to, see? Sí?" he was even unsure how to explain it.

"Don't you mean 'selfish'?" seeing Ed shuffle unhappily, he added, "Hey, I'm not saying you are, Ed. Just trying to help your English." he sighed, "And yeah, I miss it too if you want to know." Wilt swayed awkwardly for a moment, watching Mac and Bloo out the window without really seeing them. "So what're we gonna do? Mope round hoping Bloo and Coco pull a Helen Keller? Sorry Ed, but that won't happen, I do not think."

"Sí... I know..." Eduardo turned away from the window and slid off the window sofa he had been leaning on. It creaked back to normal once he got off. "I no know what to do though - do you?" he asked, a little hopeful Wilt knew of a solution. He normally did when he didn't. Wilt thought for a moment, still swaying slightly.

"Well, there's no movie night planned for tonight. We could set one up for just us, if you wanted. Only without a film, if you get my meaning. The couch is kind of small but we can improvise." Wilt shrugged, falling back and sitting on the couch with a soft thud. "…I dunno."

"Mmm." Eduardo thought - they had movie nights every Friday, and today was Thursday. He tapped his hooves together, "I... I like. Sí." he smiled shyly at Wilt, reaching out and taking his lone hand into his. "A lot."

Wilt smiled, clasping Ed's hoof. "Right. Tonight then. It'll be fun." Eduardo's smile spread a bit, before he leant in and nuzzled at Wilt's face affectionately. A very deep rumbly purr filled the room as well. Wilt grinned and nuzzled back, loving the low purr that reached him from the other friend. Oh yes. Tonight would be fun.

The rest of the day passed without much ruckus, of course Bloo got a good talking to by Mr. Herriman when he came in covered in mud - resulting in Eduardo, Coco and Wilt trying to capture him to clean him up. That was a bit of a mess, but not as bad as it could have been. Dinner came and went, and eventually the lights were being turned off throughout the Victorian mansion. Bloo yawned loudly, stretching his arms above his head. "Man, I dunno about you guys but I am beat." he said, before climbing into bed. Coco co-co'ed a goodnight to the world at large as she settled down in her nest, laying her Tolstoy novel off to the side. Wilt set his magazine aside, folded his glasses and rose from the floor.

"Well, I'm off to watch that new Kate Winslet film on HBO," he rattled off, trying not to be too obvious in his ruse. "You like Kate, right Ed? Wanna come with?" he resisted the urge to wink.

"Uh? Oh, sí, sí!" Eduardo nodded, getting to his feet and shut his toy chest, which was now… pretty full of Beanie Baggies. He'd turned to collecting them a good year back, some were presents from Wilt and Frankie on holidays, and some he saved up to get for when Frankie would treat them to a trip to the Mall.

"Kate Winslet? Blaahh." Bloo made a face, "You guys are weird." he said before rolling over and waved a hand. "Try not to wake me when ya get back, okay? I need beauty sleep."

Wilt opened his mouth to come to his dear Kate's defence, but one look at Ed reminded him that they were on a mission. He merely smiled and commented. "Different strokes. G'night Bloo, Coco." after receiving a collectively mumbled goodnight in return, the pair then headed downstairs. The journey was made ever longer by the effort required not to bust up laughing. About a million years of tiptoeing later, they finally arrived at the sitting room, where Wilt shut and locked the door behind them. When the door was finally locked Eduardo released the grip he'd kept over his mouth, afraid he'd have woken the whole house if he had started to laugh while he had snuck down with Wilt. He giggled a bit either way, glancing up through the large window, the night sky draping the surroundings outside and the moon offering the only form of light.

"I feel so naughty." he giggled, turning to look up at Wilt. "Like, like I is skipping school or something." he'd never been to school, of course. Wilt grinned shiftily, stepping into the room.

"I know what you mean," he laughed, his hand shaking a bit as it rose to curl over his shoulder. "Usually I'm all for following the rules, but... I dunno. I like having fun just as much as the next guy!" he laughed again, taking a seat on the couch. Eduardo nodded in agreement, before sitting on the couch besides him. There was that sensation again, the fire demon chasing butterflies in his stomach - always sent the shivers up his spine and turned his brain to mush. He both loved and hated the feeling at the same time, and he slowly shifts himself closer to Wilt. Eduardo was still as shy as the night he had declared his affections, on this very sofa as well, but Wilt just made him feel that way.

"Usted significa el mundo a mí..." he whispered lowly, already putting a hoofed hand to the side of Wilt's face and gently stroked it. Wilt shivered pleasurably... Eduardo was so good at that, so gentle, using just the points of his hooves to trace affectionate little designs over his skin... then remembered that there had been words in there somewhere.

"...s-sorry?"

"Oh, sorry..." he kept forgetting to use English more in this house, but it was just falling on old habits. "I say, that you mean world to me." Eduardo clarified, nodding a bit.

Wilt just smiled and blushed, still trembling under the other friend's touch. He didn't doubt he was grinning like a true lunatic. "Ed..." he tried to speak, but the sheer happiness was welling up in his heart, blocking his throat. His arm snaked round Eduardo, either to pull himself closer to Ed, or to pull Ed closer to him. Did it really matter...? "Ed, I... I've never felt this way about anyone." he sighed apologetically, leaning his face against the hoof that was moving over it. "Or I'm just not so good with words."

"Heh heh, says the one who speak the English better then me." Eduardo laughed, putting his free arm around Wilt's back affectionately. He rested his head against his shoulder for a moment, breathing in Wilt's smell. Yes, Wilt had a smell, and with a nose like Eduardo's he probably knew everyone's. Wilt's was his favourite though, and he couldn't even begin describe it. "You make me feel warm and happy, I love and am thankful to you for that." he added.

Wilt breathed deeply, feeling Ed's own sigh against his neck. "I'm glad." he shifted slightly, inclining his head, "Since I've been here, all I ever wanted is to help people. I need to be needed, I guess…" he laughed quietly to himself. "You make me feel that I'm needed in a completely different way, and it's really wonderful. I had no idea... just, thank you." he trembled again, feeling his face grow warmer still, if that was even possible.

Eduardo smiled, and brushed his nose up against Wilt's skin before placing a kiss on his shoulder. "We help each other, sí?" he asked, he knew the answer already though. Wilt was a Helper, he'd told him so himself. And he had done nothing but help him, while Eduardo was a Guardian. All he wanted to do was guard Wilt from everything that made him unhappy, or at least, to the best of his ability.

Wilt arched into the kiss, his mouth falling open just a bit to let out a long sigh of contentment. "Yes..." the word left him on a breath, his hand rising to twine long, scarlet fingers in the other friend's soft fur "Yes..." feeling Wilt's fingers begin to play with his hair caused another rumbling purr to erupt from the depths of Eduardo's throat, a bit louder then the one he'd given Wilt earlier. He had to take a breath to control himself, or he'd shake the entire house at this rate. Wilt all but melted in Eduardo's arms... aside from Eduardo's ability to purr being just too gosh darned cute as it was, he loved the way it would resonate, almost seeming to roll through him as his smaller body was pressed against that of the larger friend. Wilt shivered again, his hand venturing to the side, tracing along Ed's collarbone, beneath the lush, violet fur. Wilt leaned in close to return the kiss, placing it on the corner of Ed's mouth, mindful of the sharp teeth. This caused the furrier friend to laugh a bit, and moved his head and met Wilt's lips with his own. It was a simple little peck, and that was already enough for Eduardo to want to delve deeper. But as he knew, it had been a while since the two had shared such a moment together so he was going to milk this for as long as he could. Feeling a rare rise of courage, Wilt took the initiative and moved it for a more open kiss, touching down gently and parting his lips slightly to add and extra sliver of warmth and depth to it.

His fingers found Eduardo's shoulder and he held on, as if he could never be close enough. As new and frightening as this was, it also left Wilt feeling more adventurous and eager than he could remember feeling for a very long time. It was a feeling he liked. It was like electricity had suddenly ran down his spine, that's what it felt like the second Eduardo felt his lips part - the kiss taking another step into the depth of his affection. He could hardly contain himself now, he had to remind himself not to hold Wilt too tightly. He was so slim and frail, and he was afraid that he could easily shatter in his bulking arms if he held him too tightly. But he didn't want to let go of him, not now, probably never if he was given the chance. Eduardo's purring was beginning again, despite himself, and he began falling back and taking Wilt with him into the couch. As Eduardo put his own contribution toward the kiss forward, Wilt felt himself being pulling downward till he was draped across Eduardo's massive chest, the other friend have reclined on the couch. As those cursed organs called lungs reminded him sharply that he needed to breathe, he hesitantly broke the kiss, letting his head come to a rest against Ed's chest, his hand sliding from Eduardo's shoulder, also taking up a place there. He let out a long breath, smiling to himself. "Ed?"

"Sí?" Ed asked, shutting his eyes and breathed heavily. Wilt could most probably feel the vibrations of his heart, which was currently racing a mile a minute. He already missed the feeling of Wilt's mouth against his, and he began to idly run the tip of his hoofed hand along Wilt's back. Wilt took a deep breath, screwing up his courage,

"I, um... I want to ask you something. You don't have to answer if you don't want. Is that okay?"

Eduardo nodded, but voiced his answer either way. "Sí. What is it?" there wasn't anything wrong, was there? He hoped not.

Wilt paused for a moment, then spoke quietly, "Am I ugly?"

"Que!" Eduardo had to restrain himself from yelling that, but he still sounded down right shocked Wilt would ask such a question. "No, no no no! You is no ugly, who say you is?" he voiced his concern, but decided not to add the part about wanting to know who said this so he could go flatten them 'accidentally'.

"No one," Wilt said truthfully, "I can't believe I'm even talking about this now." he took another deep breath, "I just... I see people looking at my scars all the time. It's not like I even mind having one arm, either. I just wish it didn't freak people out so much." he shrugged, laughing it off, "Sorry. It's stupid, really."

"No, no is no stupid." Eduardo shook his head, now rubbing Wilt's back to comfort him. "People, they is surprised for they not see things like you - or me - a lot, that is all! You think I stare when I first see you? No!" he then put his arms around him, holding onto him while staring at the ceiling. "To me you is most un-ugly thing in entire world, you is like red rose! Sí! Red rose, who miss a few petals. It no matter, cause you still beautiful. Really really."

Wilt shrugged. "I don't think I'm ugly. I really don't mind being like this. I wish it didn't freak people out is all. I don't think I'm beautiful either, but... heh, that's really nice of you. Mr. Handsome McAdorable-pants." Wilt smiled a goofy little smile and poked Eduardo on the chin, causing him to chuckled a bit, moving his head back a bit.

"Heh heh..." he took a deep breath before lifting his head back staring at Wilt now. "You know - how I see it... what I know, is what matters most, is what is inside. You agree, sí?"

"Well, millions of therapists and counsellors can't be wrong," Wilt said with a little chuckle. He scooted a bit forward so that he could lay his head in the juncture between his chin and chest, "Eduardo, I'm sorry, but you really are too good for your own good."

"I am?" he asked, and paused for a while. "...that is good, no?"

Wilt laughed and snuggled close. "Very good."

Eduardo smiled, shutting his eyes happily as he felt Wilt's body snuggle against his fur. "Bueno... bueno..." he rumbled, returning to rubbing Wilt's back. "I do a job well done then." he'd made Wilt feel better, that automatically got himself five gold stars in his own book.

Wilt couldn't remember ever feeling more at peace with anyone, with the world or with himself. He was almost loath to break this off, but he feared if he stayed like this for too long, he might fall asleep, he was so utterly blissed out. He definitely didn't want the two of them to fall asleep, to be discovered the following morning in any remotely compromising positions (and for Mr. Herriman, this included 90 of all positions up to and including a headstand.) He chuckled a bit to himself at this and idly twirling his fingers in Eduardo's fur. "Ed, Ed, Ed. What are we going to do with ourselves?"

"How you mean?" Eduardo asked, one of his eyes flickering open to stare down at Wilt, who smiled,

"Well, I really, really don't want to end this, but if I stay here much longer, I'm going to be out like a light. Think we should go back upstairs?"

Ed grunted a bit. His hold on Wilt tightened ever so slightly, and he sighed heavily once his grunt had cleared his head. Wilt let out a little 'oof!' as Ed's arms closed round him even tighter. "...I really no want to... but... sí, we must."

Wilt smiled, catching his breath. "Right then, well, if it's okay, I'll say my goodnight here. G'night Ed." he leaned in and kissed Eduardo once again, keeping it gentle and innocent. Ed muffled a 'buoenas noches' actually into Wilt's mouth, causing him to break off and giggle a bit despite himself.

"I sorry." he apologised, before pecking Wilt back. He very slowly then sat back up, like before, taking Wilt with him as he did. Wilt laughed a bit as well. Just when he though Eduardo could not get any cuter... he gave the fur between the other friend's horns an affectionate ruffle and rose from the couch. The pair then made their way back upstairs, exchanging neither words nor touches, only a knowing smile just before they climbed into/onto bed and floor, respectively. It wasn't long before a happy and peaceful sleep claimed them.

To be continued