Chpt 2
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"Sou-chaaaaaan!!" Kio shrieked as he entered Soubi's apartment.
"What the HELL do you think your doing? You pedophile, molester, rapist, cocksu-"
"Hi Kio" Soubi said warily. He knew this was coming even before he heard Kio gasp when he called him up to tell him Ritsuka's little invite…which, was a stupid move on his part. He had no clue why he would think that Kio would be even remotely happy to hear about him and Ritsuka moving one step up in their bond/relationship.
"What the fuck? Huh Soubi? WHAT THE FUCK" Kio walked over to Soubi's twin bed and plopped himself down. The mattress was double fluffed. Soon, Kio was lying on his stomach, shoes kicked off along with his forest green jacket. He stared at Soubi, jealousy and outrage blended together. A little rejection too.
This annoyed Soubi occasionally. Why was Kio so jealous and mean whenever Ritsuka or his name was brought up? He knows that Kio is horny for him but still.
"Kio, he's lonely…"
"I don't give a damn. I'm going too." Kio had a little pout on his thin face. Soubi guessed rejection wasn't a word he knew.
"Did Ritsuka invite you?" Soubi asked with patience. You needed a lot of that around Kio. He's like a 5 year old in a 21 year old's body.
"It doesn't matter if your precious Ritsuka invited me or not, I choose to go with you. I feel like I need to protect you from his evil clutches." The pout held in place.
Soubi sighed, then returned to washing the dishes. Sometimes choking Kio sounded better than listening to him.
"Give me your cell" Kio ordered from across the room.
"Why?"
"To call your pimp. I wanna tell him that he's gonna have guests."
Soubi ignored him and finished washing his favorite plate. The one Ritsuka gave him last Christmas. It had black butterflies going across a sunset. The pinks and yellow-oranges from the sky were lovely and complimented the butterflies, making them stick out perfectly. He washed slower, making sure he got everywhere.
No crust or stains from food were left behind.
Soubi towel-dried the plate and put it back into the proper cabinet. Kio drilled into him with his gold eyes, flames of jealousy spreading behind the pupil. Soubi started putting away the glass cups…then the plastic cups. When he had no more cups to put away, he turned his head in the direction of his bed.
It was empty.
Kio was already leafing through Soubi's canvas bag, where he usually kept his cell when his pants had no pockets.
"Bingo" Kio said with a smirk.
He flipped it open and now started looking through the phone book. Miraculously, Ritsuka's number was the first one.
It took Soubi 3 quick sprints in order to grab the cell from Kio and shove it into his back pocket before Kio even knew he crossed the room.
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