Shun stared wide-eyed at the dark clad man who had suddenly just fabricated out of nowhere, and fainted face first with a smack against the floor right next to his bed. "What in the…?" he yelped as he finally managed to pull himself together. He had no idea what had just happened, but the man obviously needed help.

With what strength he could gather, Shun leaned down, steadying himself on his bedside-table for support, and heaved the man up by the scruff of his cloak as much as he could onto his lap. Disappointedly panting with the simple effort, he'd only gotten half of him onto the bed, legs still hanging loosely over the edge. Shun sighed, this guy sure was heavy…he pushed back the tatty cloak, exposing a very muscular, well chiselled body. Shun couldn't help but be rather impressed. Curiously, he carefully took the man's head, turning it so that he faced him, he brushed back the soft black locks to expose a slender face, Shun quirked his head slightly, 'What a striking man…' He brushed a hand across the man's cold cheek, admiring his features. His Raven hair contrasted fair porcelain skin, deliciously full lips and long dark lashes; he looked so peaceful lead across his lap, so innocent. Shun guessed he must have been the cause of that thud and the wind gushing through the room earlier…but how?

Wanting answers, Shun put his hand to the man's shoulder and shook him lightly. "Hey, wake up, come on." He chanted softly. Eventually, the man clenched his eyes, groaning and bringing a hand up to the side of his head again, the sound vibrating through that well chiselled chest and onto his stomach. Making a shudder run up his spine, he even had to force himself to suppress a moan.

"Are you ok?" Shun tried. Suddenly the man's eyes shot open, wildly staring up at him with blazing crimson depths. Shun took in a breath, his face contorting to that of shock, this was no coincidence; he remembered those spectacular red eyes…He was even more beautiful than he'd first thought; those eyes were the icing on the cake.

They stayed like that, just staring at each other for what seemed like minutes on end, before Shun felt the man on top of him start to shift. Sensing that he was about to attempt to get away, Shun immediately put his hands on the man's shoulder and his back, pressing firmly. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" He could feel those strong muscles stiffen under his grip.

The man's jaw dropped open slightly, as if he were about to say something, but didn't utter a word. Maybe he should try something else... "Are you feeling alright? That looked like a nasty fall, what's your name? I am Shun Aurora." Or did he already know that? The man blinked, abruptly shutting his mouth. Blushing lightly he looked away and down at the white sheets. "Boma." Shun barely heard him murmur.

It was a start. "Alright Boma, what are you doing in my room?"

"I was…I was…" Boma's mind was racing; he couldn't just tell him he was checking up on him, he didn't even know who he was! Shun would probably think he was a stalker or something. He had to think quick… "I was, looking for Daisuke."

"Daisuke!? What for?"

But Boma just frowned. Maybe he shouldn't be interrogating him like this; he'd just fainted after all… "Are you sure you're ok?" He asked for what felt like the billionth time, one thing was for sure, he wasn't the talkative type. He absently began brushing a hand through Boma's hair without really realising what he was doing.

Boma gave a small nod. Shun's voice was as smooth and masculinely beautiful as he'd imagined it to be. He was also thoroughly enjoying what felt like he was being patted, calming his senses from his panicked state.

"Daisuke has gone to the village of Siberbia on a mission for me. He might be gone for quite a while." He watched as Boma closed his eyes, seeming to like his ministrations. But then something suddenly came to Shun, making his hand twitch in the mild shock. 'What on earth am I doing petting a complete stranger? …at least he doesn't seem to mind it.' So as awkward as he suddenly felt doing it, he continued to pet him gently.

Boma could have just curled up on his soft warm lap right there and gone to sleep. …What was he thinking? This was childish. If Daisuke was going to Siberbia, he would have to leave now if he was hoping to catch up to him before he got there. He just had this, strange feeling that they were getting into trouble they weren't going to be able to handle by themselves.

With that thought in mind, Boma abruptly pushed himself up from Shun's lap. Shun froze, looking up at Boma like he'd somehow accidentally hurt him. "Sorry, I don't know what I was doing" he stated.

Boma didn't move from where he was beside the bed, for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to just leave; he really just wanted to stay there with him, this immaculate man, who seemed just as kind as Daisuke. "It's fine, I didn't mind, but I should be going…" Boma replied as he looked to the door. Shun nodded understanding. "I see, but you don't have too if you don't want to," he'd noticed the dark man's hesitation, and became ever more curious. "How did you get in here anyway? I saw you appear out of nowhere, before you collapsed. And I heard something hit the ground earlier, and the window, but I didn't see anything there…was that, you?"

The werewolf hesitated. Did he want to start this? If he did, there was probably no getting away from this man for a while, he seemed genuinely interested in him…did he want to pass up an opportunity like this? When he may never speak to Shun again? Boma sighed, closing his eyes and tilting his head down. 'Daisuke is with J…there's no harm in meeting them at the village is there?' besides, he felt no immediate danger to them; they would be ok for now. Boma looked to Shun, and gave a small nod.

Shun quirked his head, 'very interesting…' this man simply fascinated him; he was like a treasure-trove of mystery. "Have a seat" he gestured to the side of his bed. Boma gave him a confused stare, before looking over at the spare chair on the other side of the room. "If you fainted again sitting all the way over there, I don't think I'd be able to reach you. And I don't think you want me calling in any nurses to assist you, since I'm guessing no one saw you enter." It was just an excuse to keep him close, not that Shun really understood why.

Boma shrugged. He certainly wasn't about to protest. He turned himself around and sat down on the bed where he stood, staying close to Shun. Who had also sat up in the bed, as to look evenly into Boma's face.

"So," Shun began with a polite smile, "how exactly do you do that little trick of yours?" Boma looked to the window; he honestly didn't want to tell him. It wasn't something that just anyone could know about and use.

Shun wasn't surprised by Boma's silence, but he hoped this wasn't going to be what their entire conversation consisted of. "I see, I understand. Will you at least tell me how you got in here? Is that what you used to get past security? Normally no one would be allowed in here without my consent first."

Boma nodded, well, he didn't need to know the details. "I jumped through the window," he turned and pointed toward it, "from the building over there." He spoke as stoically as he always did, as if he were saying something that was completely normal.

The blonde man blinked at this, taken aback. "Really?" …was that some kind of joke? Boma gave a small nod as a 'yes' in reply. Shun's brows raised in amazement, gazing out at the building across the street. "Incredible, you certainly have amazing abilities; you must be very strong…" Boma turned his face away, hiding another small blush from the praise- Wanting to subtly change the focus of the conversation. "Well, you were correct in your assumption, that was how I had gotten here the first time."

Shun's face spun back to look at Boma. "The first time?"

"The first time I came to check up on Daisuke."

"I see." So they were friends then? Though he never recalled Daisuke mentioning Boma…then he remembered the report he'd read a while ago, and froze. He remembered Boma now, 'Boma the Werewolf' he was known as, he was a very dangerous man, an illegal, a beast-head, Shun stared at him for a moment, it just seemed so hard to believe…but then he remembered reading about Boma helping Daisuke on some of his more recent missions. 'So this is that famous Boma?'

"If I remember correctly, you saved my brothers life once." Boma looked to Shun's face. Oh yeh, that time in the sewers of the Underground when J was too busy fighting a beast-head to pull Dais from the water. He'd jumped in to assist, taking on the beast-head, freeing J to go save Daisuke.

"They just needed some help; J was the one who saved Daisuke, not me."

"But it was that help that allowed J to rescue him." Shun could almost laugh at his unexpected modesty, it was kind of, cute.

"Mm…" Boma mumbled; he could see there was no convincing him. Then Boma felt a hand on his back.

"Thankyou for that, thankyou for looking out for my brother." Shun had leant forward, a warm smile on his face. He truly meant it. A blush quickly returned to Boma's face and he looked to the floor. "It was…" he murmured, unsure what to say.

Shun stared deep into those beautiful red eyes, 'the first time he came…'why did that stir something in him? His eyes widened slightly, remembering the sight of those same red depths inches from his face, before they'd suddenly disappeared. So it wasn't a dream, which would explain a lot, except- why?

"Boma," the werewolf looked up, suddenly the Chief's face was a lot closer than he'd originally thought it to be. "You said, 'the first time' you came," Boma froze, oh no, he had seen him! "Were you, going to kiss me?" Shun almost laughed, it was only meant to be a joke, but once again, the werewolf's mouth had just dropped open.

'He didn't have to just ask it like that!' Boma scowled defiantly. "You had that mask on your mouth to help you breathe, I couldn't-"

"But you wanted too didn't you? What else could you have been doing so close to my face?" Shun interrupted, smirking, effectively masking his surprise in himself, he hadn't joked around like this since…well, he couldn't even recall.

Boma was feeling very uncomfortable by this stage. It was true, he couldn't lie to him, there was no excuse for it, no reasonable one anyway. "I…I should leave…" he murmured, he'd been there long enough anyway. But just as he was about to stand he felt a firm grip on his upper-arm, and turned to look into the Chief's face.

"No, stay here with me, I was only joking." Boma didn't know what to do, Shun looked almost, desperate. Maybe he felt it would be their first and only meeting as well? Did that mean; they somehow felt the same way? No, that was too much to hope for. Besides, it would feel too awkward if he stayed, and he needed to be leaving anyway.

"Daisuke…I need to go find Daisuke." He mumbled, dishearted. Both men had a pained expression on their faces, staring longingly at each other. Then Shun sighed deeply, looking to the floor. Boma also turned, looking out the window. They sat this way for a moment, Shun still holding tightly onto Boma's arm, as if he might suddenly disappear again if he weren't.

Then suddenly Shun scowled, firm resolve shone in his eyes. Acting on a rare bout of impulse, he roughly grabbed Boma by each shoulder, turning him to face him, staring sternly into the werewolf's stunned ones. "Well then Boma, do not forget me."

Boma's eyes hardened, masking the pang of hurt in his chest. This was it then… "How could I?"

Their faces a breath away from each others now, Boma closed his eyes as he allowed himself to be pulled forward into a soft kiss. It was very gentle, almost a little uncoordinated at first, but then they both seemed to melt into it. Shun closed his eyes; it was like a dream, it seemed so unnatural, but felt so right. Like as if a dark angel had fallen before him, only to fall in love with him, like he was made for him. He traced the werewolf's cold lips with his tongue, as if asking permission to enter. Boma made a small sound before complying; opening his mouth only to feel Shun's soft, warm tongue invade and explore his mouth. He moaned at the sensation, he'd never been kissed like this before, it was just so, perfect. Boma attempted to mimic Shun, their kiss becoming more intimate.

The werewolf made a low animalistic growl deep in his chest, kissing with more intensity, and more fire as both their arousals grew. He straightened himself onto the bed without breaking from the kiss to straddle the Chief's waist, kicking off the sheet that separated their bodies. They breathed hard through their nostrils, not wanting to disrupt the now breath-taking kiss. Shun wrapped his arms around Boma's neck, a hand clenching the raven locks at the back of his head, pressing the werewolf harder into the kiss. Boma in turn shoved an arm underneath the small of the Chief's back, placing his other hand on the side of Shun's head, thumb idly tracing his cheek.

They didn't think, only giving into their bodies wanted. Both began loosing control, rocking their bodies together, none having delved into their pleasures for far too long; it now came bursting out in a desperate frenzy of kissing, moaning and needy touches.

Shun then finally broke the kiss as Boma began nipping at his bottom lip. Wrapping his lithe legs around the werewolf's powerful hips. His glazed hazel eyes staring up into Boma's, which almost looked as if they were literally burning with red hot fire. "Boma…" He murmured, running a hand down the werewolf's cheek. Boma stared back for a moment with lust filled eyes, breath coming in short heavy pants. He groaned, leaning down to nip and suck at the nape of the Chief's neck. Shun moaned deeply in response, hips bucking in need of contact, which Boma was not too enthusiastic about answering with his rough pants on. Moving the hand from under the small of Shun's back, Boma gave his ass a quick squeeze, drawing out a yelp, before moving it around, under the hospital gown to the Chief's aching need.

Shun's mouth fell agape and his back arched at the touch. He writhed desperately under the werewolf's touch, hips bucking in rhythm to Boma's delightful strokes. Shun was barely able to prevent himself from crying out over and over again, clenching his teeth tightly together as he fucked his new lover's hand. Boma was moaning into the pillow beside Shun's head, the sounds that rang from the blonde's throat turned him on beyond comprehension; it made his cock quiver with searing desire. He rocked above Shun, the friction of his tight pants just enough to relieve at least some pressure. The bed beginning to creak and shift rhythmically to their stiff movements.

But Shun wasn't aware of Boma's unyielding need, as he sky-rocketed towards his own completion, eyes squeezed shut, panting for breath, he clenched the werewolf's shoulders in a fierce grip. Turning his head he barely managed to whisper in Boma's ear, "B-Boma…I…I'm going too…!" Boma moved his free hand to cover the Chiefs mouth before he cried out too loud. He lifted his head to look into Shun's eyes, nodding, before following what he'd seen in his dream, slowly moving himself down Shun's writhing body, not stilling his hand as he did so.

Shun groaned as he watched Boma descend to his weeping cock. "Boma…Boma…" He chanted mindlessly, lost in his own desires. Boma scowled, grabbing one of Shun's hands and placing it over his mouth. As lovely as those sounds were, the last thing they needed was for one of the guards to become suspicious…Shun got the message and silenced himself as best he could, keeping his hand at his mouth just in case.

Boma turned back to the job at hand; it wasn't going to take much to tip him over the edge now. Holding Shun's waist firmly, Boma left his stroking hand to hold the base of the throbbing erection in front of his face, slowly taking the head into his hot mouth, sliding his even hotter tongue through the slit, tasting the escaped excitement. Shun instantly threw his head back, barely managing to suppress the cry that tore from his throat. His free hand going straight for the werewolf's hair with a firm grip, pressing, begging, whilst trying desperately not to thrust too deeply into Boma's mouth.

Boma slid down the shaft as far as he could take, before pulling back up to tease the head with his tongue and back down again. The process was enough to drive Shun crazy; he shuddered hard under the wave after wave of erotic ecstasy, clenching his jaw hard, writhing hopelessly. Before climax finally erupted through his body, growling loudly, heels digging hard into the sheets as he came hard into Boma's awaiting mouth, who drank it all down greedily, savouring the taste.

A long satisfied groan escaped his throat as Boma crawled back up his body. They shared one final, gentle kiss, before the werewolf pulled back with a smirk, "Until next we meet..." He then, as he had done before, completely disappeared right before Shun's eyes.

Laying, sprawled out across the bed, completely sated and still trying to catch his breath, a smirk also formed on his lips. "I look forward too it."

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A/N

I'm sorry if that was a rather boring chapter, I think I even got them a little too out of character…(BUT I TRIED MY BEST!)…so I decided to spice it up a bit in the end. ;D Though strangely the spicing went on a little longer than I had intended it to be…ah well To much talking I say!