As promised, here's the next chappy. I think I have an idea of what I'm going to do...but you know how that goes. Heh, enjoy! I'm almost done typing this and it's a little short, but I didn't know what else to put in it...so, sorry for the shortness!
Prosperpina: You don't like my Kanone? Any reason in particular? Well, I love him but will try to keep in mind that you don't when I write my future chapters. If you don't like him now, you'll love him by the end of this fic. I'm gonna make him the sweetest damn thing you've ever seen! Or maybe not, I just love him! Hehe, yep, two chappies today...here's the second one. And next chappy will have all the EyesKiyotaka goodness you could want. Any particular way you want their relationship to go? Honestly, I could go any way with it right now. Thanks for reviewing!
CeTe: Yes, three months can be extremely long. Of course, we all know they won't be able to hold out. Hehe, nope, nothing ever goes easy for Eyes or Kanone (especailly Eyes) when I write a fic about them. It's just too easy...Thanks for reviewing!
alpha2nd: Evil Kiyotaka, yes indeed. I was actually going to let them off easy if they could make it the whole three months, but of course they can't. Why would they when I could make their lives a living hell? You're a little off on your assumptions about Eyes and Kiyotaka having a history...but that's good. At least now I can still suprise you! Thanks for reviewing!
Three months might not have been a long time, but two weeks sure as hell was. Ever since Kanone and Eyes had had that discussion about deciding to wait, the former couldn't seem to get his mind off of the latter. Eyes insisted that he work, though Kanone had never officially given him anything to do. Eyes always seemed to find something that he could work on, and Kanone didn't have the heart to tell him it wasn't neccessary, though it was greatly appreciated. Kanone, honestly, didn't want Eyes to work. Even though the small boy had been working for his entire life, Kanone was afraid that somehow these next two and a half months would break him or he would get hurt. Kanone just knew that something would happen if he sent Eyes out to work all day, and even if it didn't...Kanone really missed having him around all day.
The first few days, Eyes agreed to just sleep and not have any chores, but soon after that he was right to work. He wanted to show Kanone how much he appreciated everything and didn't know any other way to do that. Though his job was basically the same, the work here didn't seem as hard as before. Everyone had a laid back attitude while at the same time accomplished things twice as fast as anyone (save Eyes) ever did on Chase's farm. It was confusing, but Eyes just chalked it up to the people here actually wanting to work for Kanone, as opposed to being forced to work for Chase. Even though the work seemed easier, the sun was still just as brutal as ever. Eyes got that dizzy feeling that he always had whenever he was out in the heat for too long. Knowing that Kanone wouldn't mind him taking a quick break, Eyes closed his slightly tired, blue eyes and tried to force the sensation of fainting away. It never complied though, and the next thing Eyes knew he was falling. He didn't have long to comprehend what was happening before he gave into the release of unconsciousness, and was being carried inside by a few of the others.
Kanone was sitting in his living room, reading a book, when the two men carrying Eyes burst through the door, startling the nearly asleep boy. He glared at the intruders until he realized what, or more specifically who, they were carrying, "What happened?" He asked as he motioned for them to put the unconscious boy onto the couch.
"I don't know, sir, he just fainted. He was working and he stopped for a second and then just...fell over." One of the men, Jim, recalled. The other, Tom (I'm great with these names, aren't I?), nodded in agreeement.
Kanone sighed, partially at how stubborn Eyes could apparently be, and partially at the title he recieved from Jim. It's not that he didn't like the respect, he just really didn't like being called 'sir'. He wasn't sure why, but figured it had to do with the fact that his father always made Kanone call him 'sir'. Nonetheless he smiled at the two men, "Thank you for bringing him in here."
"No problem, sir." Jim replied, giving Kanone a slight nod and then turning to return to his chores, Tom followed suit.
Soon Kanone was left all alone with an unconscious, silver haired, extrememly vulnerable boy. Of course these thoughts passed through his head, he was a teenage boy, but he quickly shook them off due to the fact that this boy was Eyes and didn't deserve to be violated by those kinds of thoughts. Kanone sat on the edge of the couch so he could get a better look at Eyes' face. The usually porcelain skin was colored a bright red from the heat, and Kanone wondered why he hadn't just come inside. Though his eyelids were currently covering them, the boy's blue eyes had brightened a great deal since he arrived. At first they were dull and full of fear, now they were vibrant and full of life and love. His once matted almost grey hair was now a silky, silver color that flowed easily and smelled of whatever wonderful shampoo he used. Kanone knew very well that the two of them used the same shampoo, but Eyes just made the substance smell better somehow. The former was dumbfounded by this, but it wasn't like he was complaining. He was just glad that he could get close enough to the boy to know this slightly obssessive fact about him. Kanone sighed again, this time out of fondness for the boy laying next to him, "Why didn't I get you instead of Chase?" Kanone asked Eyes in his head, "Why did you have to be hurt and corrupted before I got to you?" Kanone shook his head. That was all in the past now, and worrying about the past did nothing but bring destruction to the fututre. Hell would freeze over before Kanone let Eyes' future be destroyed by anything, let alone worrying about something that can't be changed, "Though I could destroy his future if I don't keep my hormones in check." Kanone reminded himself, smirking a little, but still worried that he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer. As much as he convinced himself that he could wait and that it would be so much better in the long run, he could feel himself slipping a little more each day with every second that he was around the boy.
Nighttime, of course, was the worst. Eyes would lay there, head resting on Kanone's chest, bodies pressed together. In those few moments when Eyes fell asleep before Kanone drifted off as well, the latter's senses came to life and he could feel, hear, and smell everything about the small boy next to him. He swore once he could even taste him (our Kanone is obssessed, is he not?). Kanone had managed to restrain himself thus far, but it had only been two weeks; only 1/3 of the wait was over and the anticipation was getting to him. As if sensing these thoughts about him, Eyes woke up, slightly on edge; he remembered what happened last time he closed his eyes, and thought that maybe the worst had happened. But when he found himself on the couch in Kanone's living room, and the boy himself looking down with a worried but relieved look, Eyes knew that he had simply fainted. Though that wasn't neccessarily a good thing, either. He had never fainted before, so what was different now? If anything, Eyes would have suspected that he would be less likely to faint here because he wasn't working on any empty stomach with open wounds everywhere and little to no sleep on the ground. It made no sense, but Eyes was just glad that it had been his fault, and not someone else. The someone else he was most happy about it not being was still staring at him, "Kanone?' Eyes finally asked.
Kanone had focused in on Eyes' face so hard that when the boy woke up, he hadn't realized it right away, "Eyes." Kanone said in a relieved voice, "Are you okay?" The boy nodded but said nothing, "Well, what happened?"
"I'm not sure." Eyes answered truthfully and then continued when Kanone didn't, "Ever since I started working, I've never been able to handle the heat well. I always just worked through it or stopped for a few seconds. Today, though, when I stopped working, I just fainted. I didn't feel any differently than usual so I don't know why it happened."
Kanone accepted the explanation, but still looked worried, "Eyes, if you're feeling faint then just come inside. Do you know how much you scared me when I saw those two bring you in?"
Eyes looked away, "I'm sorry for scaring you Kanone, I didn't mean to." He quickly apologized, though he knew how Kanone would reply. He'd just tell him it was okay and that it wasn't his fault; why didn't he ever say anything different?
Eyes' wish was granted, "You should be sorry, Eyes. You could really hurt yourself being this stubborn." Kanone said a little harshly. He didn't want to scare the boy, but he didn't know how else to get through to him.
His tactic worked as the boy was now shutting his eyes tightly and swallowing hard, "I-I'm sorry." He said in an almost desperate manner, he really hadn't meant to upset Kanone or to worry him. In fact, that was the last thing in the world that Eyes would ever want to do.
Kanone knew this, of course, and immediately felt incredibly guilty for being so harsh. It hadn't been a very good plan, why in the world would he think scaring the already scarred boy would help any? Kanone leaned over and pulled Eyes to him, kissing the top of his head softly, "I'm sorry, Eyes. I don't want to scare you, but I was just so worried. You can't push yourself like that, it's not good for you." Kanone said in a much gentler tone.
Eyes relaxed into the older man's embrace and nodded, "I know, Kanone. I just wanted to help you out, but I'm only making more trouble." "LIke always." Eyes thought, sadly.
Kanone had the urge to yell at him again, how could he possibly think he was any trouble? Kanone hugged the boy tighter, "Eyes, you're not making any trouble for me, just keeping things lively." Kanone tried to put a positive spin on it. It didn't work, "Well, just don't push yourself like that again, okay? If you've got a problem with working outside, then work inside if you must work at all. I could always use help with things here, it's not easy to clean this big of a house with this many people in it."
Kanone's slightly cheery mood seemed to work as Eyes nodded and looked up at him, "I'm still sorry, though."
Kanone smiled, "Then I suppose I have no choice but to accept your apology." Eyes seemed incerdibly relieved by these simple words, but Kanone didn't think too much on the subject. Especially since he was currently leaning down to kiss Eyes. He knew it was the wrong thing to do, but he couldn't stop himself. As he tentively pressed his lips to the younger, much softer ones, he waited for Eyes to react however he would. At first he thought he felt the latter pull back, but soon felt pressure on his lips, giving him the signal to continue. He did this without hesitation and opened his mouth to capture Eyes' lips in his own. He felt the younger one respond by leaning in closer and moving his arms from around Kanone's back to around his neck. Deciding to go for it, Kanone darted out his tounge to softly lick the bottom of Eyes' lip, asking, no begging, for entrance. He requests were soon complied with as Eyes slowly opened his mouth to allow Kanone's tounge to wrestle with his in an easily won battle for the older one. Not that Eyes put up much of a fight, he didn't mind letting Kanone win. Victorious, the brown haired boy massaged Eyes' entire mouth with his tounge, licking every inch of it.
If a need for air hadn't broken the two apart, then an all too familiar voice ringing in Kanone's ears would have. As soon as the two pulled apart, the evil chuckle that Kanone despised so much came, followed by that vile voice, "Well, well, well. What do we have here?"
Hahahaha, cliffy! Though probably not so much since you most likely know who it is...and what's going to happen. But just because I'm predictable doesn't mean that it's bad...at least I think that's what it means. Anyway, leave a review and come back tomorrow to find out what happens (unless you already know, then just leave a review and come back tomorrow because you like me.)
