in this chapter, it gets more physical between Soren and Shinon, but i don't go into any details(lol). however, i hope you enjoy.

Shinon looked around anxiously. There was no sign of Rolf. Shinon hesitanted before closing the tent again, hoping he would come running in. Maybe he's just late. Yeah, Thats diffinately it. He closed his eyes. The events of last night proved just too much for him. He could remember Soren's cold hand along his back, touching...softly.. Shinon shook his head. He didn't care if Rolf knew. Shinon knew how he felt about Soren and nothing will change that. Before he could fall into a slumber, he heard the tent's flap open. He opened his eyes to see Rolf standing there.

"S-sorry I'm late, I didn't get any sleep last night." Rolf said shyly. Shinon stared at the young boy. He could tell he wasn't a hundred percent, and it nawed at his heart.

"Rolf..." Shinon began, but Rolf walked toward the shelf and grabbed an arrow. He then turned and smiled.

"Alright! Lets learn about crossbows again, they're just the best!"

Shinon smiled back and grabbed his bow and pointed it up. "Yeah. Lets."

The sun was just overhead and the smell of food lingered heavily in the air. Shinon stumbled to sit on the rocks below him, and Rolf joined. He looked at Rolf and noticed something. Rolf glanced over and turned around. Sharply, Rolf said "What?"

Shinon looked at him surprised. "Why are your eyes swollen..?"

"What do you mean?" Rolf said urgently. He rubbed his eyes and turned to Shinon again.

"Do you still see it?"

"Yeah, rubbing them won't make it go away." There was a short pause before Shinon put his hand on Rolf's back calmly.

"Were you...crying?" He asked doubtfully. Rolf swiftly pushed his hand aside and got up. He looked in the other direction, then looked back. Shinon searched in his eyes for a reason to doubt it, but all he found was pain. He quickly looked away. Oh no, don't tell-

"It doesn't matter. I can handle myself." Rolf stood as tall as ever, and it made Shinon sort of proud. He was already growing up, right before his eyes. No, he was already grown. Tears welled up in his eyes at this sight. Rolf creased his eyebrows and began to walk away. Shinon ran up and grabbed him, pulling him back into his chest where he held him.

"Last night. I love him." Shinon said into his ear. Rolf blushed and struggled for freedom. But Shinon enjoyed this too much to let him go. He finally got angry, as always, and bit Shinon's hand, freeing him. He fell to the floor just as Soren turned the corner. Shinon froze and his heart began to race. He felt the heat all over again and he loved it. Rolf stared up at Shinon then glanced at Soren. Depressed, he got up slowly and made his way around the corner. Soren stood and watched him go, then turned to Shinon.

"S-stop staring at me like that, you're making me...uncomfortable." Soren stood sheilding his body with his arms, blushing. Shinon was incredibily turned on by this, but kept his desires controlled. Shinon, barely able to speak, closed his eyes and mumbled,

"Sorry. Uh, did..did you want something?" Soren shook his head and strutted slowly over to Shinon. Shinon braced himself. Once Soren arrived at Shinon, he put his arms just below his waist, and moved them to his back.

"Tell me, do you like it?" There was a change in Soren's voice. It was voluptious, and sarcastic, not making Shinon any more resistent, however. He accepted him and quietly said "No, not there.." Shinon lowered his head to bite his neck. He mumbled through his teeth,

"Do you like that?"

"Yes." Soren moved his head and placed his lips on shinon's. He pulled him in tighter. Shinon, confused and desperate, moved his tounge in Soren's mouth. He wanted so much more, but he knew it was wrong. Knowing it was forbidden made him even more hot and he kissed more passionately. After serveral moments of just kissing, Soren moved his hands into Shinon's shirt.

"I want all of you." he muttered between kissing him. Shinon smiled and nodded.

"You can have me." At that very moment, Shinon pushed Soren to the ground and love blossomed.

When Shinon awoke, it was night. He felt the cold wind rush up upon his exposed body, making him shiver. He covered himself with the blanket at his feet, and laid there for a while. He closed his eyes again, and smiled to himself. It was cold yet he felt so warm. Is this what it feels like? Is this what it feels like to love a man? Shinon had only loved two people before, all women. But this feeling was greater. This is what love was, what he thought it was, and how it should be. He stared at the ceiling of the tent, dazed. This is love, isn't it? Then why does it feel so wrong? Shinon's body ached. His head was spinning. It felt as though he was flying so high, but it all felt wrong. Every single last thing. Soren bursted in, interrupting his thoughts. He smiled softly and Shinon calmed down. It doesn't matter. I love him. With these words playing over in his head, he watched Soren climb under the covers and he held him close.