Somewhere I Belong

Akabane didn't sleep all night. He simply sat at his desk and stared at his computer screen. He wanted to sleep. He was certain of it. But his mind wouldn't let him and he knew why. His thoughts centered on the blond haired boy in his bed. The thoughts he had were odd. At first he thought of how Ban would react to what had happened between them. But then a little voice in his head started talking to him. He would be extremely pissed at you. He frowned at this. The voice made him…guilty? He killed people without remorse, why give a damn now? He asked himself that for hours. Images of his kills filled his mind and he smiled coldly. But then images of Ginji appeared and he frowned.

He had come to a conclusion which he refused to believe. There was no way he could feel for the younger male. He tried to shove the thought from his mind but it stayed where it was until he finally gave up and dwelled on it for hours to come. He reflected on everything that had happened since the boy had awoken in his residence. Going through everything, he found it. He discovered when it changed from a game, from enjoyment, from sadistic amusement.

It was when he discovered Ginji singing in the shower. He had concocted a plan to see him and tricked himself into believing that his intentions were evil. But they weren't. Perverted, yes, but not evil. He wanted to see the body that haunted his dreams. And he had. And it wasn't due to his evil being. From then on he continued to trick himself but it was a lie. They went on dates and made out. Like any other couple did. He never once realized that it wasn't due to evil.

He glared at his computer and turned it off. He let himself get careless. And on purpose too. It seems that having him here wasn't such a good idea after all…yet, why do I feel saddened at the thought of returning him to where he belongs? He truly didn't have an answer…except…

"Could I have fallen for him?" He whispered to himself as he glanced towards his bed.

He stood slowly and walked to the bed. Finally his mind was quiet. He removed his shirt and pants before slipping under the blankets. He turned on his side and watched the blond male. He was on his back, mouth slightly open. Without realizing it, Akabane shifted closer to him and wrapped an arm around his waist. In return, Ginji turned into the embrace and sniggled into his chest. And that was how they slept the entire night.

Akabane was out for most of the day on business. He was gone before Ginji had woken up. A note was left on the fridge and held there by a taxi magnet. It stated that the older male would be gone until nine at night. Ginji had frowned upon seeing the note but then brightened. He could make Akabane a huge dinner!

After he had breakfast and relaxed after that, he searched everywhere to get a sense of what food was in the house. He picked out what he needed when he came to a decision.

"This will be the best dinner ever!" He chimed brightly.

Akabane opened the door before entering and toeing off his shoes and removing his hat. He entered the living room but stopped at the doorway. A small smile pulled at his lips when he saw Ginji sleeping on the couch. The blond stirred briefly before opening his eyes. He blinked sleepily for a few seconds before sitting up quickly.

"Oh no! I fell asleep!" His shoulders slumped as he groaned in disappointment.

"That's quite alright Ginji-kun." Akabane moved to sit next to the blond.

"No it's not! I was going to make dinner for you as a surprise." He glanced up at the older male, eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

Akabane was speechless. He just stared into his eyes until Ginji turned his head down once again. He stood quickly and spoke with fierce determination.

"I'll cook now!"

"That's alright. I'm not hungry and I don't think you are since you just woke up."

"I guess so." Ginji sighed. "But I don't want to go back to sleep…" He trailed off as he stared at the black television screen.

"How about we go out for a walk?"

"Really!" Ginji turned to Akabane with stars in his eyes. "That would be really cool!" He bounced to the front door and shoved his feet into his shoes.

Akabane merely shook his head before following. They left the house and Akabane led the way to a park nearby. It was almost deserted save for a few couples. Ginji ran ahead along the paths before coming to a stop by a railing. It overlooked vehicles coming and going from the tunnel below. The moon and stars were covered by clouds tonight. Ginji stared out at the lights of the city with an almost dazed expression. He didn't even notice that Akabane was standing next to him until the male spoke.

"You should have at least grabbed a jacket Ginji-kun."

"It's alright. I'm not cold." He smiled up at him.

"Very well. Continue your awe."

And he did. Ginji continued to stare out at the lights. He had done a lot of thinking during the day, before he fell asleep. He still couldn't remember anything from before his accident. He had tried but nothing came up. He thought that maybe he had a depressing past, or one he really wanted to forget. Maybe that's why his memory wouldn't return. He didn't want it to. He was told that he was friends with Akabane but had a feeling that they didn't spend a lot of time together. If that were true…he didn't want to remember his past. He likes living with Akabane. He likes spending time with him. Maybe…just maybe…he even…

Droplets of rain startled him from his thoughts. He was about to cover his head with his arms when he felt material covering his head and blocking the drops. He recognized the material as being Akabane's jacket.

"But you'll get wet."

"A little rain never hurt anyone. It's similar to taking a shower with your clothes on."

"I guess so…but I feel bad…" Ginji mumbled before smiling as an idea formed in his mind. "We could share the jacket!"

"As you wish." Akabane smiled in return.

He grabbed the jacket and lifted it over his own head. Ginji shuffled closer to him so he was in the make-shift shelter as well. Akabane placed a hand on his upper arm and pulled him closer while holding the seam on the jacket above his head. Ginji wrapped an arm around the older male's waist and curled his other fist on the white dress shirt over his chest. They stayed that way for several minutes. Neither of them wanted to move away from the other. But the rain grew thicker and poured down harder. That was their cue to leave.

They had to run back to the house and by the time they reached it, they were soaked. Ginji was laughing when they entered and Akabane was smiling. Despite getting wet enough to resemble drowned rats, he had fun. Akabane reached out and ran a hand through the rain soaked blond locks. The younger male glanced up at him questioningly before their lips connected. Their tongues were instantly joined together, swirling in either's mouth. It didn't matter who claimed dominance. It wasn't about that. It was about the passion of the moment.

Neither of them knew how, but when they broke apart, they were in the bedroom with the door closed. Somehow, Ginji had managed to yank Akabane's shirt from his pants and let his hands roam over the flesh that met him.

"Gin-" The blond shook his head and connected their lips once again.

It was short and simple. Ginji rested his head under Akabane's chin before speaking quietly.

"I…um…Akabane-san…"

"I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to." He felt the nod against his chest.

A few days ago, he would have found that statement very amusing. Now, however, he actually meant it. He didn't want to hurt the blond physically. Wasn't the plan to destroy him mentally? But why did his heart throb against that idea?

"I'm still a little cold…" Ginji let the sentence trail off.

"Then we will take a warm bath."

"We?" Ginji pulled away from the embrace to look into Akabane's dark eyes.

Ginji had a deep blush on his face and his voice was completely gone. Not that he wanted to talk. He found the situation awkward enough as it was. He was sitting on the opposite side from Akabane. His legs were crossed beneath the water and he was staring out onto the tiled floor. He hadn't bothered to glance at the older male once. He knew he would pass out if he did. The heat from the room combined with his constant blushing…that wasn't very good. But before he could stop himself, since his thoughts were circling around the dark haired male, he changed a glance over at him. He had a very amused smiled on his face.

"Hey! Why are you smiling!"

"I find your modesty quite amusing." He answered truthfully.

"I'm thrilled you're so amused at my expense!" He turned his head to the side in dismissal.

But Akabane didn't want that. He leaned forward and pulled Ginji towards his chest. The blond yelped in response and struggled in the grasp. He managed to turn himself so he was facing the other male and leaning on his chest. He glared at the still amused smile.

"Akabane-san!" He whined out the name.

"Whatever is the matter Ginji-kun?"

"I…uh…um…" His voice was gone again.

"As I've said before, your modesty is amusing, and may I add, adorable as well."

"A-Akab-bane-san!" Ginji whined again and buried his head into the other male's chest.

And then he noticed it. His cheeks grew darker instantly. Apparently Akabane noticed the realization and couldn't contain the small chuckled that escaped him. Ginji glanced up at him but before he could whine and complain again, Akabane connected their lips. Ginji was a little startled because he wanted to complain but decided that this was better. He melted into the kiss and started to close his eyes. He suddenly pulled away upon feeling pressure on a certain body part.

"A-Akabane-san!" The name was uttered once again.

"It doesn't hurt does it?"

"W-well…n-no…but th-that's not th-the point!" Long, slender fingers wrapped around his member and he moaned deeply in his throat.

"Then what is the point?" Akabane spoke casually as he started to pump the organ in a slow and maddening way.

Ginji didn't respond. He pressed his forehead to Akabane's neck and panted out short breaths, grinding his hips slightly into Akabane's hand. The motions didn't increase or lessen. Due to the blond moving his body, he was rubbing up against Akabane's length. His own breaths were coming short now as well. He grasped the cock tighter and pumped just slightly harder. Ginji groaned in response.

"Akabane-san…please…"

Even though he didn't say anything, he was thinking of a response: not yet. But the blond's constant moaning of his name and begging caused him to come very close to the edge.

"Ginji-kun…" He moaned out the blond's name.

Apparently, that was enough. His mouth opened in a silent cry as he came and it was then for Akabane as well. They sunk lower into the water afterwards and stayed in that position, catching their breaths. It had been short but worth it. Akabane kissed Ginji's head, noticing he was asleep before taking a deep sigh.

"Next time…it will last and I will make sure you never forget it. If I return you and Midou wants to use Kismet to erase these memories, he won't succeed. You will always remember this time of your life…Ginji-kun." He titled his head back and stared up at the ceiling.

Luckily, Ginji was far too exhausted to hear the silent vow.