LOL back on track to leamon ville... hehehe enjoy.

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Hmm.. Kubota watched with growing irritation. Recently Katsuragi and Tokito seemed to be getting close, too close for his liking. Ever since he had kept information from the EC, Katsuragi seemed to be gravitating closer to Tokito. He knew she had been angry at him, for making them worry and blamed him for Tokito breaking stuff and getting hurt. Since then she had gotten almost protective, of Tokito – she seemed to want to protect Tokito from HIM.

Kubota controlled a growl, as Katsuragi teased Tokito and gave his rice balls. Kubota was reaching his limit. Tokito seemed to have no clue as to what Katsuragi was up to, but Kubota was well aware of the looks she had been giving him. "Stop being tricky, be clear or else." That's what made it impossible for Kubota to actually get angry, he knew she was doing this to force his hand. He didn't like being forced, but somehow he knew that this was a battle he was going to lose. The prize was too dear for him to risk.

"Kubo-chan, wanna share a rice ball?" Tokito asked extending a hand to his partner, the rice ball cupped in his un-gloved palm.

"Hi Hi" Kubota said. He caught Tokito's wrist, brought the palm to his mouth and ate the rice ball. He ate it slowly, his tongue licking up pieces real and imaginary, he made gentle swipes on the palm. He heard Tokito's breathe catch, with just the tip of his tongue he traced Tokito's fate line, he felt the hand so snug in his tremble.

"Kubo-chan?" Tokito's voice was uncertain, but he did not make any attempt to pull his hand away. Tokito followed Kubota's lead in these little games they played, this however was new to the boy, he wasn't sure how to react.

"No point both our hand getting dirty. Huh?" Kubota said simply, he threw an arm around Tokito's shoulder. "You hand is a mess, lets get it cleaned up." Kubota said leading Tokito out of the EC room.

"It's your fault my hand is in a mess!! Don't blame me." Tokito grumbled, he totally missed the sideways look Kubota gave Katsuragi, and the determined look she gave him in return.

Ainoura looked at Katsuragi, "What are you doing? I don't think you want to get Kubota angry with you."

Katsuragi smirked, "Kubota knows exactly what I am doing. He can stop being misleading or I will do what I like. The rest of you do not interfere. Its good for Kubota to realize that he cannot simple do as he pleases."

The rest of the EC were smart enough to not want to get involved.

There was a commotion in the halls later that day. Nothing big, three guys trying to bully a first year. Tokito arm band in place went to administer justice. Kubota stood back and watched appreciatively as his partner laid waste to the bullies in quick order. Tokito was all energy and life, he really was a beauty. Kubota supposed Katsuragi had a point, he was leaving it too long. He had to admit recently the game had become rather... lets say.. unsatisfying.

A movement to the side caught Kubota's eye, a 4th member of the gang was running up to Tokito from the side. He held a piece of wood high in his hand aiming for Tokito's head. The bully brought the wood down with the force of his body behind the swing. He totally over balanced as the wood was caught in an unbreakable hold. Kubota's eyes gleamed murderously, the bully quelled at the look.

Before he could do anything, Kubota's fist plunged into his stomach, hitting the boy with the wood may have been less painful. As the bully fell forward, Kubota's knee met the bully's nose shattering the bone. The boy fell forward. Kubota was still furious, he drew a leg back.... two warm hands clasped around his chest drawing him away.

"Kubo-chan its enough." The voice cut through his anger, dissipating it as nothing else could. He leaned back into Tokito's embrace.

"Hi Hi" he said, his eyes closing behind his glasses.

"Are you okay Kubo-chan?" Tokito asked trying to maneuver around to face Kubota, but Kubota was leaning so heavily on him, he was forced to maintain his position, lest Kubota fall.

"No, I want to go home, now." Kubota said softly. He turned, still leaning on Tokito he guided the boy out of the school. Katsuragi could write the incident report as far as Kubota was concerned.

As always Tokito made his token grumble "You're heavy Kubo-chan."

As always Kubota went "Hi Hi" and leaned further onto Tokito, and as always Tokito adjusted to support Kubota even further.

They got to their apartment.

Tokito expected Kubota to (as always) suddenly let him go as soon as they got inside.

Only this time Kubota did not let him go. Tokito found himself being dragged to the couch. Kubota floppped down, pulling Tokito with him. Tokito ended up almost sitting on Kubota. "Kubo-chan?" Tokito asked confused. He did not attempt to move. Tokito knew from experience if Kubota put him in a position, he had better get comfortable. Kubota never lets him move, until Kubota is ready to let him go. Tokito relaxed in Kubota's arms.

Kubota smiled, he made small adjustments in their positions until Tokito head rested on his shoulder and they were comfortably settled. They sat silently for a bit.

Kubota raised the hand he had caught the wood with. A sliver had penetrated his finger, it was still bleeding. He brought the finger in front of Tokito.

"Kubo-chan you are hurt." Tokito said trying to get to get the antiseptic and treat the cut. Expecting the move Kubota's arm went around Tokito trapping his hand, his long legs tangled with Tokito's easily trapping the boy in place. "Kubo-chan we have to treat that."

"Yes Tokito, we have to treat this." Kubota did not release Tokito, instead he brought this bleeding finger a centimeter away from Tokito's lips, and waited.

"Kubo-chan?" Tokito said, his tone was very uncertain.

"Treat my finger Tokito." Kubota said softly, his breath in caressed Tokito's ear. His voice was low and compelling.

"Kubo-chan." Tokito repeated almost desperately.

The tip of Kuboto's tongue traced the shell of Tokito's ear, Kubota could feel the slight shudders that ran though Tokito in response. His finger had not moved.

"My finger is bleeding Tokito, treat my finger, now." Kubota's voice for all its softness, was commanding and hypnotic.

Slowly very slowly, almost in spite of himself, Tokito's mouth opened, his tongue reached out, cradling the pad of the bleeding finger, he brought it back into the warm carven of his mouth. Kobuta's other fingers cupped Tokito's jaw, and he pressed his finger in deep. Tokito tasted copper and Kubota, the taste overwhelming him, he sucked hard, shudders continuously ran down his small frame.

"Yes" Kobuta whispered, cradling Tokito so that he felt every shudder. "Yes just like that, my Tokito, take me inside you."

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** so shall I leave th rest to your imagniations. LOL