Chapter 2: Day 3 – Dreaming

Soubi doodled idly on his sketch pad. He enjoyed drawing nature, flowers or bugs, more than humans, and drawing fingers really seemed to take it out of him. So he gave up on hands, and started an outline for a head. Just scuffing with his pencil, not drawing full lines, he started creating hair, overlapping for more texture. Although he was using a pencil, Soubi didn't bother erasing his mistakes, instead he preferred to try to take the ruined lines, and make them fit in the drawing somehow. Soubi's mind wondered while he sketched, the pencil still moving expertly at his finger tips. Before Soubi knew it, he had drawn very detailed cat ears perched upon a full head of hair. Stopping to take it in, and realizing that he liked this sketch, even though no eye's, nose, or lips had been drawn yet, he smiled despite himself. Soubi grabbed his eraser and smudged out the guidelines on the face, making it blank.

He snapped the book shut, left it on his desk, and flopped lazily down on his bed, beginning to day dream.

"Whatever, but you'll see. I'll find something so impossible, you'll never be able to do it."

"I wish you wouldn't talk like that." Soubi raised his eyebrows.

"Why can't I?" Ritsuka demanded.

Soubi smiled. "Because I love you. And I would do anything for you, if it makes you happy." Soubi laid his hand on the back of Ritsuka's neck, and pulled him into a hug.

After waiting a few seconds for his heartbeat to slow, Ritsuka tried to make his voice appear even. "So, what's my gift?" He mumbled into Soubi's shirt.

Soubi smiled "Do you want it now?" He took a step back to look at Ritsuka.

"You have it?" Ritsuka looked skeptical.

"Close your eye's." Soubi replied instead of answering.

Ritsuka reluctantly shut his eye's "Better not kiss me..." He murmured. Soubi chuckled once.

"What if I do?" He whispered in Ritsuka's ear.

Ritsuka snapped his eye's open "That's not much of a gift. You kiss me every day."

"Do not." Soubi played with Ritsuka's stray hair.

"Do too." Ritsuka grumbled. Soubi told him to close his eye's again. Ritsuka was about to say "make me." when he re-thought it, knowing that Soubi just may.

Whenever Soubi kissed Ritsuka, he liked to take him by surprise. No warning was the most fun. He liked the deep red that materialized on Ritsuka's small cheeks.

This time, Soubi leaned in, just so that his nose touched Ritsuka's. When Ritsuka exhaled through his mouth, Soubi could taste his warm breath on his lips. He stroked Ritsuka's jawline, which was gradually turning an attracting pinkish color. Soubi kept his eye's open while he caressed Ritsuka's delicate face. Finally deciding that this was more torturous to him than to Ritsuka, he closed his eye's and firmly set his full mouth upon Ritsuka's.

It didn't irritate Soubi that Ritsuka never put his arms around his neck, Ritsuka's little arms around his waist were just fine. It made him feel wanted, which is weird for a grown man to think towards a small boy, but oh, how it was true.

Soubi didn't break away until Ritsuka forgot that he could breathe though his nose. Soubi took his lips off Ritsuka's, unwillingly, but smiled, and watched the poor boy gasp for breath, his face flushed crimson.

"May I take a picture of you?" Soubi found nothing to do with his hands, so he set them on top of Ritsuka's head, running his fingers through his layered hair.

"Soubi!" He heard Kio's voice, along with the slam of a door. "Soubi, are you here?"

Soubi sighed, reluctantly pushing himself off the bed, and into the kitchen, where he caught Kio about to yell again.

He smiled "Happy Saturday. I brought over some Busch." Kio held up the six pack.

Soubi grinned slightly. "I hate that stuff."

Kio frowned "Then why do you always drink it?" He set it down on the counter. "Well, I brought over candy too... hehe."

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Soubi set a plate of spaghetti in front of Kio, who said his thanks, and dug in.

"Have you decided what you're going to draw yet?" Kio waved his fork at him.

"No, actually." Soubi sat down, with a smaller helping than Kio's.

Kio gave an aggravated grunt. "Do you know the word sensei gave you?"

"'Fidelity'." Soubi spun his fork around the noodles.

"Pfft." Kio chuckled "How do you draw that?"

Soubi shrugged. Kio sighed "Stop being so silent, whats with you?"

Soubi glared up at him under his spectacles. "Nothing." A few seconds passed where Kio could only stare stupidly at him.

"Sheesh..." Kio averted his eye's from the evil glance. "well, my word is 'odium'." He tried to change the subject.

"I wish I had gotten that one..." Soubi mumbled.

Kio cast an anxious glance at Soubi. "What would you have drawn?"

Soubi kept silent, eating the food, not tasting it.

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this is it for now, sorry for the short chapter, i originally just wrote the doodleling part... i figured i should write more (haha) it gets more interesting later, trust me

-yumi