Chapter Title: WTFow
Rating: PG-15-M-high T-/R
Chapter: 18/20- or 30-something-ish?
Warnings: mentions of sexual situations, kissing, swearing, typed up and uploaded so probably riddled with errors
Disclaimer: Gackt owns Moon Child. (Doesn't that mean he owns Kei too?)
Pairings: Kei/Sho, Lindsay/David
Jaded's fore-words: mmm You are going to like this chapter. Mhm!
Waves lapped lazily against soft sand as the sun beat down just enough to warm it underfoot. The sound of crashing water filled the air along with the faint, soothing calls of gulls overhead. A salty, warm ocean breeze hit Sho head on, its cooling fingers caressing the skin of his cheeks and tugging on short, loose locks of hair.
He breathed deeply, thoroughly enjoying the content sensations coursing through his veins from the calming atmosphere of the beach.
Next to him David sighed and sat up, adopting the similar reclining position Sho had, their legs spread out in front of them. He smiled easily at Sho who returned it before turning to the surf where Kei was shirtless in the water.
He stood up as Sho watched, tossing his hair back as sea water pulled at his waist. A hand followed the flick, smoothening his platinum blonde locks.
In the sunlight, the beads of water clinging to Kei's skin glittered as if a thousand multifaceted diamonds were lodged in his skin. Sho stared in fascination even as Kei turned a little to look back at them.
"What do you want most, Sho?" David quietly asked and Sho looked at him to find the teen looking slightly older and squinting calculatingly at where Kei had just dipped underwater again.
Sho shrugged, not sure that he wanted anything at that moment. The day was too nice for him to be wanting.
"Not even Kei?" David continued, now staring longingly at Lindsay, who was playing frisbee with Max and Son and Gabe about a hundred meters away. Toshi and Yi-Che were watching from the hood of Sho's car. A box of pizzas at least six feet high were stacked in the back. The frisbee being tossed around was a pizza itself.
Sho looked back at the glittering waves, noticing Kei resurfacing. Did he want the vampire?
"Why?" Sho questioned and it was David's turn to shrug.
"Kei is not exactly straight, you stare at him a lot, you live with him, and you're practically my other dad," David listed casually and smiled slightly. "It just makes sense. All that's missing is love."
The breeze shifted direction, blowing along the beach instead of from the ocean. It carried with it a cloud of rose petals, their noxious perfume drowning the scent of the sea.
Sho breathed deeply and closed his eyes…
Sho woke comfortably, feeling rested and content in his bed. He sighed slowly with a small stretch of his arms over his head and wondered why he felt so wonderful. He recalled his dream and swiftly sat up, suddenly hearing multiple curses and the sound of an explosion before he distinctively heard David's voice shout, "You blew me up, asshole!" It was followed by Toshi's guffawing, cackle-like laughter.
"Watch your fucking mouth," he heard Lindsay admonish David teasingly.
"Fuck you. You watch yer fuckin mouth."
Sho rolled his eyes at David's slurred accent and swung his feet around to place them on the cool floor. He stood up then - straightening his sleeping pants - and left the room.
In the living room he found Toshi sitting on the couch - black game controller in hand, and David sitting on the coffee table, cross-legged with a matching wireless controller in his hands as he attempted to ward off Lindsay's feet poking him in the side and leg from where the blonde was lounging in the armchair. It was obvious he was finding it increasingly amusing to distract David from his game with Toshi.
"AHHHH!" David yelled, the noise harsh in his throat. "Ya fucker! I fuckin' died again!"
Toshi snickered.
"Shuddup you donkey-fucker or I'll fuckin' punch ya in the baby maker," David directed at Toshi as his fingers mashed the firing buttons on the controller. "And then I'll fuckin' blow ya up, ass-wipe."
Sho blinked, surprised at David's vulgar language when the teen was normally eloquent and at least trying to be less uncouth. He wasn't normally this violent either.
He crept carefully behind David, stepping over Lindsay's legs to get to the couch where he gingerly sat down next to Toshi. Toshi glanced at him briefly before turning back to the screen where the two were playing some kind of first person shooter game against one another.
"I thought you went home," Sho said to Toshi, watching as blood splattered in one of the split screens. David cursed again and was promptly poked in the side by Lindsay's big toe.
"I did," Toshi said and scowled when David shot him.
"That's fer bein' an ass," David muttered at him before crawling up a ladder.
"Why are you back then?" Sho asked, wondering if David just might kill Toshi for real if he killed David again like he was trying to do in his screen. "Do we have another job?"
"Naw, I'm just here to play video games," Toshi told him as he chucked a grenade at David's person. David punched him violently and painfully in the leg in response. "Ow…"
"Oh… By the way, you are never allowed to pick a vampire movie to watch again," Sho said to Toshi who looked at him in confusion before muttering "Goddammit" when David sniped him while he was distracted.
"Why?" Toshi questioned.
"Kei sparkled in my dream last night while we played frisbee on the beach with a pizza," Sho said and David snorted.
The entire tv screen was suddenly filled with the fire of explosion.
"Fuckin' DAMMIT!"
Sho noticed something about David then and a shocked expression crossed his face.
"Is your hair shorter?"
Cool air rushed by on a slow, steady breeze and Sho caught the pungent scent of burning wood carried on the salty night air. Hundreds of miles below Sho the sound of waves rushing the beach could be heard even at that height. Moonlight, bright as day, shined off the surrounding clouds, large and fluffy seeming.
Underneath Sho, the couch was incredibly comfortable. He reasoned that it was probably because it was sitting on a smallish, but extra marshmallow-y, cloud. Sho was leaning sideways against the back of the couch with his legs against his chest and his arms around his legs. Loose strands of his hair brushed over his neck and bare shoulders. Sho felt so comfortable he would never move if he didn't have to.
A touch to his back, warm through his flimsy shirt, had Sho leaning back into the hand pressing between his shoulder blades.
"Do you want me to braid your hair?" Kei asked with a smile and Sho nodded, shifting to sit up straighter with his chin on his knees.
Very gently, and very soothingly Kei began deftly braiding Sho's hair. The slight tugs to his hair had Sho's scalp tingling wonderfully, making him sigh.
"Your hair is soft," Kei said observationally and Sho hummed.
Sho became lost in the lulling fingers combing through his hair and after what seemed like minutes Kei tapped Sho's shoulder to alert him to the fact that he was done. Kei smiled at him, the flecks of green in his eyes appearing as shards of emerald from the moonlight. A lock of blonde hair fell over one of those chocolate-emerald orbs and Sho instinctively brushed it back behind Kei's ear.
Kei's eye caught Sho's again and he brought his hand up and touched his fingertips to Sho's wrist, halting it from withdrawing. Then Kei turned his head and grabbed Sho's wrist, bringing the inside of it close to his face. He turned his head and pressed his nose to it, breathing deeply. Sho's heartbeat stuttered in his chest.
Kei took another deep breath through his nose and made a wanting humming noise. Sho swallowed dryly, focusing his gaze on Kei's pink lips. Kei's eyes opened and he slid them to the side to peer at Sho.
They were darker and more golden than green sparkling emeralds. Sho lowered his legs and leaned forward as Kei turned his head back to face him. His mouth opened, little tips of fangs peeking from behind Kei's top lip as he pressed Sho's wrist to his cheek. A hot exhale danced up Sho's forearm.
Sho exhaled and inhaled shakily in response. He very suddenly realized he was leaning awfully close to Kei and, in a panic, he averted his gaze… To the vampires too-near lips.
Sho jerked awake, sitting up immediately with his heart racing, wondering what had woken him up. He heard the wails of numerous police, ambulance, and firetrucks. Jumping out of bed he ran from his room to the living room where he found the front door open and David standing in the doorway, Lindsay leaning his shoulder against the wall behind him. Both were peering outside curiously as other people from the neighborhood peeked from windows and doorways, some cautiously stepping out of their homes.
As Sho crept up behind the other two Kei jumped up onto the porch, appearing as if from nowhere. He glanced at Sho directly before addressing all three of them.
"Some car about a block and a half down blew up," he told them and Sho's expression fell and he rolled his eyes.
"Purposefully, no doubt," he muttered, trying to stifle a yawn.
"Most likely," David said through his yawn, unable to hold it back. He turned around and shoved Lindsay back toward his bedroom. "Sleep time."
Sho glared a little at them as Kei entered the flat and closed the door. Kei eyed him disapprovingly.
"I really wish Lindsay would sleep on the couch again," Sho said quietly and Kei scoffed tiredly before walking away, back to his daybed.
Sho remembered his dream and blushed before he rushed off to his bedroom.
Two days later David noticed the first sign that his dream idea was slowly working.
The day itself was cloudy and warm with a cool breeze pushing fresh, salty air from the sea over the muggy atmosphere choking Mallepa. Kei had decided to go out walking and invited David along. David texted his friends and soon three extra people were in the park where Yi-Che still worked on her mural, the painting appearing to be almost done. (It would have been done sooner, but Mallepa is Mallepa and shit happens, often delaying any random person's plans by a month within minutes.) But none of these thing were what David to believe to be the sign telling him all his plotting had not gone to waste.
The sign was the fact that Kei had subtly implied that Sho should come with them - even mentioning that Yi-Che was going to be painting that day - and yet Sho had declined and instead wandered off in the direction of his brother's fish shop. Sho never passes up a chance to see Yi-Che.
So while Kei reclined on a bench in his comfortable red jacket, back against the table behind him and his hood up, and Yi-Che diligently worked on her mural to make up for lost time, David and his tallish, female, blond friend relaxed in the silky, cool grass in the feeble shade of a tree a hundred yards away from Kei so their conversation wouldn't be overheard easily by the vampire with super-hearing.
Max gaped at David as though he had just announced he was straight.
"You're trying to what now?" She exclaimed and David waved his hands around sporadically in front of her face, shushing her. She batted at one of them.
"Hook… Kei and Sho …up," David said slowly, his hands falling to the ground before he reached up and scratched the back of his head.
"And you didn't included me before why?" Max demanded, glaring hellfire at David who ducked his head down as if to avoid it.
"I… forgot?" He said sheepishly and winced when Max smacked him on the shoulder.
"Yeah, you best be scared," Max muttered and David pouted for forgiveness. Max turned away.
"I'm not going to help you now…" She stated definitively.
David sighed and curled in on himself dejectedly.
Max glanced at him and her wavering resolve was visible on her face.
"Alright!" She exclaimed and threw her arms up. "Alright… I'll help you, now. But you better make me waffles."
"Yey!" David yelled and jumped on Max, knocking her back into the lush grass of the park.
"So how exactly are you doing this?" Max questioned and David sat up, butt planted on Max's stomach as he thought.
"Well," he started with pursed lips and his eyes rolled skyward. "I'm making Sho dream about Kei, with Gabe's help of course-"
"Of course," Max interjected, nodding sagely.
"I want to plant ideas in his head that will open him up to considering Kei as a mating possibility. And our dreams are often safe experimenting to solve problems or discover new possibilities. So by pushing Sho to consider Kei via dreams I'm making it seem as though these ideas are coming from himself. Which they actually are; Just a very hidden, deep, locked part of himself he doesn't know about."
"And how exactly are you making Sho consider Kei by his dreams?" Max inquired for clarification as she heaved David off her and instead onto the grass next to her.
David shifted into a comfortable position and frowned, troubled.
"So far I've just been trying to plant ideas and see what his subconscious does with them," David said and Max raised a confused eyebrow.
"And how is that working for you, Brain?" Max asked as she rolled onto her side.
"I'm not sure," David muttered, biting the callus on his left index finger. "The first dream I just asked Gabe to have Kei ask Sho if Sho thought he was attractive. Sho displayed more-than-average attention to the dream-Kei. So I had her have Kei ask it again, only I told her it needs to be in a compromising situation, preferably in a bedroom. And Sho responded well to it.
"Then, since we established that Sho indeed found Kei quite attractive I started focusing on Kei interacting with Sho in places he had mentioned or doing activities Sho enjoyed. In one I told Gabe 'at the beach' and let Sho roll with it. Gabe impressed the image of the beach from Sho's memory into his mind as he was falling asleep. We ended up with Sho at the beach talking to me while Kei swam in the water, sparkling like a Twilight fairy, and Toshi and Yi-Che watched the rest of you people playing frisbee with a pizza.
"Sho stared at Kei the entire dream."
David shifted, sitting up and taking a deep breath before continuing, focusing his gaze on a blade of grass between his fingers.
"After that, I told Gabe to make it somewhere comfortable, a place Sho enjoyed being and felt comfortable in. Apparently Sho feels equally comfortable at the beach as he does on his living room couch with Kei nearby. I told her couch at the beach, Kei braids Sho's hair - since Sho misses that Kei hardly does it anymore.
"The dream went extremely well. Sho felt safe and comfortable and almost kissed Kei. From this observation I think Sho has a thing for Kei's lips or mouth or something."
"You sound so scientifical," Max remarked conversationally and threw a handful of grass at David. He glared at her impassively for that move, grass blades clinging to his hair and clothes, before she continued. "If you've done all that so far why do you need me?"
"I need better ideas and we always plot better together. Two left footed idiots equals a genius right. So whaddaya say, buddy?" David said with flared enthusiasm, opening his arms wide and diagonally, jazz-hand-ing it up with a completely goofy and intentionally fake grin.
"If you think that's going to make me want to help you…" Max trailed off and David dropped his arms, sad-facing his expression as he slumped face first to the ground.
"Then you'd be correct!" Max said in an announcer-type voice. She threw her arms out to the side and David flew up, copying her. They hugged over-enthusiastically. "So what now?" Max asked, her cheek squished against David's.
"Now, we start plotting," David said and let go of Max, laying on his side facing her. "I need dream ideas… and whatever else we can come up with."
"You said Sho likes Kei's lips, right?" Max clarified and David nodded vigorously.
"He seems really fixated with Kei's mouth."
Max grinned evilly.
"Well, I have an idea then," She said and drummed her fingertips together in front of her face.
"Ex~celent," David drawled in classic Mr. Burns fashion, copying her.
Sho first realized he had a problem of some sort when he was talking to Kei around a week after his first dream about the vampire and he found himself unknowingly staring at Kei's lips. He hadn't heard a thing the vampire was saying. All he could see were those soft, pink lips. He immediately thought of the dreams he was having recently - Kei kissing him in his bedroom, Kei braiding his hair and Sho's desire to kiss him, Kei shirtless with water drops rolling off his toned torso, Kei's hot breath against Sho's exposed neck and shoulders, Kei's body against his, Kei smirking at him with the tip of a single fang exposed and poking his reddened bottom lip - and he put two and two together, wondering if four was really the answer he wanted.
He hadn't thought these weird dreams were anything but, until that exact moment anyway. It wasn't like Kei was all he was obsessively dreaming about anyway. After his most recent vampire-starring dream he had dreamt of monkeys flying on popsicles. It wasn't unusual or anything. Just like that dream about Kei Sho refused to tell anyone he had when he was fourteen. It had been a billion times worse (read "more explicit") than these dreams he was having now. Dreams like this were normal. He would bet that in a few days they would be gone and he would never have to worry about his state of mind again afterward.
Except that two days later and they weren't. They had just gotten worse. Two dreams about Kei in one night worse. Two lewd dreams in one night about Kei worse. In the first just the two of them had been lounging on the beach, completely alone, and the blonde vampire had been practically blowing a candy-apple red popsicle. From the second dream all Sho remembered was being too fucking hot and too fucking close to and too fucking aroused by Kei's close proximity to his body, both of them wearing barely anything at all.
Sho suddenly found himself not wanting to sleep on that third night. So he stayed up late into the morning watching the Predator series - including both AVPs - with David, who was all kinds of crazy-excited about the impromptu Predator marathon. Weird kid liked him some violence and pointy weapons. (Lindsay said it was because David had a thing for one of the predators.)
But eventually exhaustion won out and Sho crashed around nine in the morning, barely in his bed.
The next dream was so vivid and he was so tired it nearly seemed real. Until he woke up in a sweat with the intense urge to jerk himself off.
He touched his bare chest with his fingertips, feeling the nerves tingling where Kei's lips had scorched him in his dream. Sweltering heat filled his room, sticky and dizzying. Sho realized he had forgotten to shut his window and pull the curtain back over it, letting in all the heat from outside while he slept. His entire mouth felt dry and thirst parched his throat.
He blamed the heat for his dream and decided, with one glance at the clear sky, that he would visit Yi-Che in the park to watch her paint. If all went well and threats of fire, gang problems, or bad weather didn't pop up for the next week, she would be done before the end of the month a week and a half away.
Sho smiled to himself and took a long drink from the glass of warm, needed water on his bedside table. He had long ago gotten into the habit of keeping glasses of water around the flat, especially in the summer.
Once he felt hydrated enough he wouldn't he pass out - and the glass was empty - Sho remembered about the problem caused by his dream and he glared at his lap.
Because Sho took advantage of, and happened to mention to Yi-Che about, the nice weather….
It rained for three days straight.
This left Sho cooped up in the apartment as he waged war inside his head with his brain. For some reason it had taken up the habit of obnoxiously pointing odd things out about Kei. It was fixated with the vampire and Sho was barely able to quash its fact spewing for five minutes peace each time he was in the proximity of Kei.
Because of his annoying mind Sho now knew that Kei's eye color shifted and - because of David's pestering and tempting to get Kei to feed regularly - his lips always were perfectly pink and appeared wonderfully soft, causing Sho to wonder if they were as nice to touch as they looked. His hair was the same: shiny and silky, making Sho wish he could just touch it in the most random of moments.
More often than the man liked he was caught staring dazedly at Kei and would receive a questioning look from the vampire, prompting Sho to flush like a school girl. Sho hated it. It was like going through puberty all over again. He thought that was all over!
And yet, he continued to stare. Again, and again. He was staring as Kei shirtlessly slept the day away while a sudden heat wave flash-dried three days of nearly non-stop rain.
"Chapstick," David suddenly blurted out in the quiet of the apartment. He was on the couch next to Sho with his computer resting on his Indian-style crossed legs. (Sho realized at that moment that Lindsay was not in the apartment and momentarily wondered why the asshole seemed to be randomly gone more often than not. Not that he minded.)
"What?" Sho asked, turning his attention to the teen. He found a hand in his face, holding a small, yellow cylinder of mentioned healing balm within its grasp.
"You're lips are going to dry out with how much you keep licking them," David supplied, his gaze never leaving the computer screen in his lap.
"Thanks?" Sho said and took the medicated lip balm from the technicolored teen. His bottom lips was starting to sting.
He carefully applied the balm and felt his lips begin to tingle pleasantly. He made a muted noise of surprise, expecting a bit of burning maybe, but definitely not the cool, refreshing tingling he actually felt.
"Peppermint extract," David said and Sho gave him a look of confusion. "It soothes and cools. And makes your eyes water if you get it too close to them."
Then David flicked his computer shut with a yawn. He stood up and stretched big, his back and shoulders popping.
"Nap time, I think," he mumbled through another yawn and went to his room.
Sho looked at the chapstick in his hand before he uncapped it again and held it close to his left eye. It suddenly felt cool and dry and he blinked, his vision blurring from an abundance of moisture. A tear dripped down his face and he wiped it away, blinking rapidly to banish the dry-feeling. He quickly recapped the balm and dropped it on the coffee table, wiping almost furiously at his uncomfortably watering eye.
"I'm not doing that again."
The next day was nice; it was warm with an overcast sky, the air was less humid than the day before when the dry, hot sun forced all the wet from the days before into the air, and a cool ocean breeze was drifting lazily over the city from the sea. It would have been a perfect day for Yi-Che to paint had she not been sick in bed with a serious cold. Sho went over to give her a get-well gift as David was leaving the house to meet up with Gabe.
Currently the two were strolling lazily down a street in a calm-ish part of Mallepa, mingling between open stalls and basking in the warm sunlight they so rarely could safely enjoy. They would have been in the park with Yi-Che but since she wasn't there they were instead getting some nice exercise.
Both wore shorts - Gabe a pair of denim short-shorts and David a pair of comfortable, muted red cargo shorts - and tank-tops - Gabe's a light blue and David's a cool white. On David's feet were a simple pair of white ankle socks and comfortable sneakers. Gabe wore sandals. Protecting David's eyes from the sun was a pair of heavily tinted sunglasses. Gabe instead chose to pull her hair back into a clip and soak up as much sun as possible. Thankfully both were wearing sunscreen, Gabe sprayed with SPF 30 and David SPF 80 Sport since he burned a hundred times easier than her.
Around Gabe's neck was a simple pendant on a chain and a couple bangles bought from a passing vendor decorated her wrist. Around her ankle was a charm anklet. David wondered aloud how she could wear anything extra with the heat like it was. She rolled her eyes at him. She could always withstand heat and sun better than he could.
"Sho dreamt about Kei on his own last night," Gabe said, breaking the comfortable silence between them among the clamor of their surroundings.
"Yeah?" David responded with a hint of excitement.
"Yep. And Sho may not know it exactly yet, but you were right," Gabe said and smiled at him, the glint in her eye making it borderline creepy. "He is in love with Kei. And very much attracted to him."
"It was the looks and their unintended too-closeness," David stated with a sage nodding.
"Of course, I knew beforehand; I just didn't…"
"Consciously know?"
"Yeah, that." Gabe nodded. "Well, anyway he dreamed of Kei biting him. In the neck. And he liked it. A lot."
"So… It shouldn't be long until Sho makes a move on Kei," David mused, shoving his hands into his pockets where he fingered his lighter.
"He is getting restless," Gabe conceded.
David nodded barely and turned his head to the side where his attention was caught and he swerved off to the side toward a vendor sitting under an open-air tent with tables set up to display all things shiny, like spiked and studded jewelry and accessories. Gabe trailed after him as he picked up and examined a black, leather, studded choker that very much resembled a collar.
"Kinky," Gabe cheerfully commented in response to what David was holding and what he was thinking.
David mumbled a quiet "shut it" as he put the choker back and picked up a rainbow studded wrist cuff. Next he fiddled with a belt dripping with silver chains from the D-rings lining the length of it. He unclipped one of the chains and twisted it around before reattaching it and deciding to buy both of the items in his hands. He reached into his pocket and withdrew his money and the vendor - a tall man who couldn't be older than twenty, wearing thin, rectangular glasses and a spiked bracelet - moved to make the transaction. He smiled lecherously at David who gave him a bored look.
When David handed over the cash to pay for the items the guy purposefully took the money with both hands, tugging David forward so that his legs were pressed against the edge of the low table.
"If I give you that choker, will you be my plaything?" The guy asked and David glared before twisting his hand free from the man's two, leaving the money in the guy's grasp.
"How bout you take the spiked choker and go fuck yourself with it," David suggested crudely and stepped back. Two paces away Gabe was browsing through some rings and snickering.
"Feisty," the man said suggestively with a smirk.
"Uninterested," David deadpanned.
"Too bad then," the man said in mock sympathy before turning to Gabe. "What about you?"
"Just the ring," Gabe said and grabbed the belt-loop of the man's jeans. Tugging him closer she tucked the money for it into his waistband before shoving him back. The shocked expression on the man's face made David snigger.
"You never had a chance, dumbass," David said in amusement before walking away, shoving his wrist cuff into his pocket and putting the belt on. Gabe snorted as she caught up with him. "I wonder if Sho tops or bottoms," David stated aloud as they meandered away.
"I'd say he bottoms," Gabe put in and David glanced at her with a smirk.
"Is this fact or speculation?" He asked.
"Guestimation," Gabe said, smiling airily.
"I'd say switch if he ever gets used to being with Kei," David threw in and Gabe shook her head.
"Not with Kei," she said. "I would daresay he wants Kei to actually dominate him."
"Now you're cheating," David accused, good-naturedly pointing his finger at her in accusation.
"I'm only going by his dreams, especially the most recent one he had on his own. Kei's always in charge, no matter what you have me impress into his subconscious," Gabe explained with a shrug.
"Well whatever it is, we'll just have to wait and see," David said and tilted his head toward the sky. "Right now I vote that we eat. I'm starving and popsicles sound amazing right now."
"Agreed."
"Ow! Fuckthathurts!"
Kei paused as he hung up his dripping red coat, a curious expression taking over his face as he heard David cry out from the bathroom.
"Would you stop?" David barked angrily and Kei walked quietly toward the short hall.
"I'm only trying to help," Lindsay's voice came through the cracked door sounding exasperated and a little peeved. Kei crept forward as his suspicions grew.
"Well, you're not," David growled. "Here- Just let me-"
"Let you what?" Lindsay asked skeptically and David hissed. "You can't do anything right now."
Kei carefully nudged the door open and frowned quizzically at what he saw for David was braced against the counter by his hands pressed flat on its surface, facing the mirror, shirtless. Behind him Lindsay was staring at his back carefully looking it over. With the way they were positioned all kinds of inappropriate implications came to Kei's mind, until he noticed the redness of David's skin and the bottle of gel on the counter.
"What's going on?" He asked, making his presence known. Lindsay lifted his gaze to glance over at Kei before he turned back to David's red skin.
"He got himself sunburned," Lindsay explained as he reached for the bottle of clear-ish, green gel on the counter. David's head was ducked in embarrassment or shame.
"Sunburned?" Kei asked flatly. "And what does that entail?"
"Besides pain? Sun-sickness," David murmured.
"Once he heals from this he's going to be sicker than shit," Lindsay said with irritation in his tone and squirted some of the gel in the bottle directly onto David's back. David hissed.
"Shit, that's cold," he grumbled as Lindsay began rubbing the gel in. Kei crossed his arms as he leaned against the wall, an unamused expression claiming his face.
"And what are you putting on his back?" Kei questioned Lindsay directly.
"Aloe vera," Lindsay stated, carefully smearing the sticky substance thickly over David's already blistering burns.
"How long until you heal?" Kei asked David, sounding a tad bit threatening. David ducked his head even more.
"Tomorrow," he stated quietly.
"At which point he'll be feeling worse than shit," Lindsay added, smearing more gel carefully around the blisters on David's shoulders and down his arms. "You're hopeless, you know."
"Shut up," David muttered.
"David," Kei interrupted what might have turned into a mock spat. "How much of you is burned?"
David cleared his throat, trying to be quiet about it.
"My whole upper body and my legs from the knee down and my scalp and my face," David said clearly if not a bit apprehensive. Kei cringed and Lindsay grimaced angrily.
"If I weren't afraid of hurting you more, I'd thump you," Lindsay growled before ordering David to turn around so he could apply the aloe gel to his lover's chest.
It was then Kei got a look at the extent of the damage, especially David's face, which the skin of was bumpy and shiny across his cheeks and nose, and near his hairline. His burn was already blistering. The same effect was happening to the worst burned areas on his torso. Huge blisters had not only erupted on his shoulders but there were patches of them on his upper chest and a smaller patch of smaller blisters near his right hip, just above the top of his pants.
"How did you fucking do all this, David?" Kei questioned admonishingly, somewhat incredulous about it.
"I went swimming with Gabe this afternoon before it started to rain-"
"And, lemme guess, you took off your shirt and forgot to apply sunscreen," Lindsay stated heatedly, heedful of David's blisters as he pushed the aloe as close to them as possible with his fingertips.
"Mmnnn… Something like that," David muttered, avoiding actually saying anything.
"You're gonna hate yourself tomorrow," Lindsay stated as he finished up the application of the gel.
"Hello?" Sho's voice suddenly called from the living room. "Kei? David?"
"In here," Kei called back and several seconds later Sho appeared in the doorway behind Kei.
"Whoa. Holy shit, is that a sunburn?" Sho exclaimed upon seeing David's lobster-red, blistered skin. David glared weakly at him.
"Yes," David said lowly and Sho reached out to poke it as David turned his head away.
"Ew!"
"Ow!"
"What is this shit?"
"Aloe gel," Lindsay informed Sho.
"Oh… What's it do?"
"It helps burns."
"Oh."
"Why did you put it on him if he's going to be healed by tomorrow?" Kei asked, butting in.
"Tomorrow? Geeze that's quick…" Sho mumbled.
"Because it makes my skin feel less tight and burning and uncomfortable," David said with a glower. "Now, can you all stop staring at me like I'm some kind of circus side show? I'm just sunburned."
"I'll stop staring when you stop looking like a circus sideshow," Sho stated teasingly.
"Bugger the fuck off," David snarled. Sho blinked, surprised.
"I'm going to my room," David mumbled and Sho stepped back as the teen slipped past him and Kei, refusing to make eye contact.
"Don't take offense," Lindsay said as he wiped his hands off with a towel. "He's just pissed about letting himself get sunburned. He'll get over it."
Then he brushed between Sho and Kei, making for the kitchen. Kei turned to Sho and they exchanged looks with one another and David's door. Sho caught himself accidentally sneaking a glance at Kei's lips and blushed lightly before walking off to his room with a mumbled "goodnight." Kei raised a brow before flicking the bathroom light off and passing Lindsay in the hall on the way to his daybed. The younger blonde held a pitcher of ice water and a glass in his hands as he strode purposefully to David's room. Lindsay was obviously trying to keep David excessively hydrated and cool to prevent heatstroke and such.
Kei decided he would go sleep earlier than usual since he hadn't slept much that day and earlier that morning Sho had been moaning and groaning in his sleep, keeping the disgruntled vampire awake.
Late the next morning Kei woke to the wonderful sound of violent retching. He pulled himself out of bed and followed the sound to the bathroom where he found David kneeling at the toilet with his hands in a white-knuckled grip on the plastic toilet seat as he spewed his guts into the toilet. The vomiting stopped only long enough for David to gasp in a breath before his body was heaving again. Thirty-seconds later he was spitting into the orangish water and laying his head down on the arm he outstretched along the toilet seat. His breathing was heavy and he looked exhausted.
Actually, he looked exactly how Lindsay said he would feel. Dead, dry skin was peeling and flaking from his, once again, pale face and arms. He was miserable.
Kei silently went over to him and crouched down, smoothing David's colorful hair back comfortingly. David cracked an eye open to see him but closed it a second later. Kei reached over him to grab some toilet paper and wiped David's mouth with it, tossing it into the toilet when he finished.
Then he carefully maneuvered David back, away from the toilet and flushed it. Kei brushed David's hair back and examined him cautiously.
"Are you going to throw up again?" Kei asked him gently and David shook his head minutely, not wanting the onset of severe nausea to have him praying to the porcelain god again.
"Okay, then lets get you back to bed."
David shook his head, protesting something, but he let Kei help him up since he was barely able to open his eyes. Did he not want to go back to bed? Kei wrapped an arm around his son's shoulder across his back to help him back to his bedroom. David moaned mutedly and wobbled, suddenly clutching onto Kei's shirt and pressing his face into the fabric as his senses went fuzzy, his vision going black and a ringing filling his ears. A loud whooshing accompanied by the sound a television makes when there's something wrong with it filled his mind. Numbness swiftly crawled its way up his body and David could feel nothing, only barely aware of his hands gripping Kei's shirt and the press of fabric on his forehead. He regulated his breathing, waiting for the head-rush to pass.
A minute later he took a deep breath and blinked, suddenly able to see again, and pushed himself away from Kei. Kei made to protest but David was already mutely walking across the hall to his bedroom. Kei followed behind him, worried after what had just happened.
Thankfully the teen made it to his room just fine and Kei watched with a careful eye as he collapsed into a nest of numerous pillows and blankets situated on the floor. He tugged his comforter and extra blankets over his head with a huff, disappearing except for his hair. Glancing around further revealed a Kleenex box and a garbage can not too far from David and the water pitcher and half-full glass were on the bedside table. Lindsay was laying in David's bed alone with a single - barely used - blanket and two pillows.
"Are you going to be okay for now?" Kei questioned quietly and saw barely noticeable movement from David's hair. He interpreted that as a nod and left, silently closing the door behind him in consideration for his sick son.
Sho winced where he was sitting on the couch when he heard the painful hacking one might expect from an eighty-year-old smoker coming from the kitchen where David was heating up some noodle and chicken broth soup. At the moment it was the only thing his stomach could handle, now on the second day since he had been burned. Sho was supposed to be keeping an eye on him since Lindsay had gone out to run errands, picking David up things from the store and such, and Kei had to feed.
The two blondes had been trying to wait on the teen hand and foot, much to David's chagrin and many protests. Sho understood where the teen was coming from, since after the initial "this is great" feeling when Kei did the same for him as a kid had passed, Sho adamantly refused to let Kei help him when he was sick or injured. But just like with Sho, David was too weakened for anyone to take his protesting seriously and Kei had actually carried the teen to the couch when David decided he wanted to watch some TV. David had tried to make Kei put him down but one piercing look from Kei and he was quiet.
Sho had laughed but in the safety of his mind admitted to himself it was quite endearing. But only because David was adorable when he didn't get his way, in that little brother-y kind of way. And seeing Kei being affectionate with the downed little hellion made a part of Sho wish he could be the same way with the teen.
'You want to be David's daddy, too,' the recently discovered annoying part of Sho's mind pointed out and Sho promptly told it to shut up.
'That would make you Kei's lover' it pointed out and Sho glared at the kitchen doorway, wishing he could aim it at the voice and hopefully incinerate it. Alas, a sound is not tangible - especially a voice in one's own head - and it cannot be destroyed by tangible means. Sho could dream though.
Because if he could burn that voice, he would. And he would burn his dreams too. They would all go into a pile and be doused in gasoline for making his life complicated. Then he would place barrels of gunpowder in the pile attached to a line of dynamite fuse. He would light it and hide behind a wall and wait for it all to explode and send those thrice-cursed dreams and the damned voice rocketing into the sky in a million pieces.
Maybe then he would stop thinking of Kei inappropriately and quit staring at parts of the vampire he shouldn't. Like his lips, or his butt, or his crotch…
David setting down a steaming bowl of noodle soup on the coffee table interrupted Sho's daydreaming. The teen plopped down on the couch and carefully wrapped his comforter around himself before bringing his soup to rest on his lap, the padded duvet providing protection from being scalded or burned. With one hand David dropped an ice cube from his water glass into the soup. It melted in under ten seconds and he grabbed another. That one melted slower and David deemed the soup cool enough to sip at.
Sho watched this all carefully and when David made no movement toward the trash can he turned his attention back to the TV. They sat in silence for a long while, the only noise coming from the TV with the volume down and David's spoon clinking against the porcelain bowl in his lap. When he had eaten as much as he could he set the bowl back on the coffee table and curled up into his comforter, laying his head down on the pillow over the armrest. Sho observed as he drifted off almost immediately, his eyelids fluttering shut.
David suddenly coughed violently and jerked, and Sho thought he was awake until he calmed down and snored softly, breathing heavily out his mouth since his nose was practically useless. Sho reached out a curious hand and gently touched a lock of blue hair hanging in David's face. Since it was shorter now, it barely touched his brow but Sho brushed it away anyway. David sighed in the way only a sleeping person can and Sho smiled softly to himself, retracting his hand.
A muted groan escaped David and he shifted agitatedly. Sho frowned and continued frowning as David's eyes opened and he pushed himself up into a half-sitting position, one hand pressing against his stomach. He groaned again, curling into himself.
"Oh fuck," he moaned and Sho's concern meter was suddenly spazzing.
"What? What's wrong?" He asked, scooting closer to the teen.
"Remember that day we went to the beach?" David grit out. Sho answered in the affirmative. "Well, those cramps I had then were minor and because I hadn't eaten."
David took a deep breath he almost choked on as his whole body tensed.
"My stomach's cramping again . . . And this time it's because I forgot to, or well couldn't, feed."
Sho made a confused face until he remembered exactly what David had said when they had talked about what had happened. Then his expression quickly transformed into one of horror and he flew up from the couch, barely avoiding knocking the coffee table over.
"Oh shit! Is your body like shutting down now or something?" He questioned frantically.
"Not yet-" David ground out but was cut off from saying anything further by his teeth suddenly clamping together. He panted through them for a long moment before he was able to speak again. "Nevermind. Oh gods this hurts…"
Sho's eyes grew to the size of saucers.
"What do you mean 'nevermind'?" He nearly squeaked, worry seizing his heart.
"The pain expanded," David breathed and whimpered, curling into himself even more so that his forehead was pressed into the couch and his legs were tucked underneath him. "Always the stomach first-" David squeezed his eyes shut and tightened his fists. "-Then the abdomen, which is now-" David groaned loudly, the noise muffled in the couch and his duvet. "-After, chest. Shit! Shit! Shit!"
He curled his head closer to his knees and bit his lip, a fang digging into the flesh. Sho watched helplessly, not knowing what to do. David whined then and he cracked, rushing over and sitting down next to the pained teen, rubbing his back with his palms and trying to comfort him.
"Is there anything I can do?" He asked fearfully. David's pain was tangible in the air when Sho was that close to him when before it was as if there was a wall protecting Sho from fully experiencing it via sight, sound, and general nearness. David grabbed one of Sho's hands with one of his as he tried to puzzle out through the debilitating agony what to do. His whole stomach area felt like it was trying to eat itself while simultaneously twisting into a ball and exploding at the same time. It was like someone had stuck a hot poker into his stomach cavity and swirled it around a bit before using a claw-clamp to crush his organs.
"Call Lindsay or Gabe or- Fuck-" David choked out and his grip on Sho's hand went from crushing to Sho suddenly unable to feel his hand anymore. He continued rubbing David's back with his free hand.
"What about Kei? He doesn't usually go far for quick feeds. I could just-" Sho suggested, trying to consider whatever might take less time but David interrupted him.
"Can't. Full vampire blood- nnggh ah God fucking- Shit- Dammit! Fullvampirebloodwouldchangeme- GEEZUS!" David was barely able to say coherently enough Sho would understand.
"Okay," Sho said, remembering almost embarrassedly that David had told him that before. "Okay, uhm let me just- …Let me just find my phone. And then-"
Sho used his hand previously rubbing David's back to root through his pants' pockets. He found his phone in the second one and clumsily removed it and tried to remember which number would call David's cell phone that was on Lindsay at the time. Give him bullets and blood and fights and he functioned just fine but put him around the short teen he had grown nearly too attached to while said teen is in severe pain due to his body basically dying and he would take the bullets, blood, fights, and death over that any day.
He finally remembered and hit the speed-dial number, calling David's cell phone. It rang.
And rang.
And rang.
And continued ringing until voicemail picked it up.
Sho hung up and glanced despairingly at David when he groaned in agony again. He was about to ask what Gabe's phone number was when an alert about a text from an unknown number suddenly popped up on the screen. He opened it with a frown and read it.
"Take a deep breath. Calm down and continue with what you're doing. David will be fine. Lindsay's nearby and coming back. Everything's okay Sho. -PeAce Bitches"
Sho blinked, and sighed, realizing it was from Gabe. Her reassurances and information helped but he was still worried and David's heavy breathing and unmoving position couldn't help but cause anxiety to constrict in his chest and turn his blood to ice.
For around five minutes more Sho rubbed David's back and let his hand be squeezed to death to distract the teen from the pain. For around five minutes Sho's panic level rose ever so slightly with every tick of the second hand of the clock on the wall. For about five minutes every minuscule noise of suffering from David made Sho flinch.
Lindsay opened the front door, a few bags hanging from his arm, and froze, staring at the two of them. He swiftly entered the apartment and dropped the bags, kicking the door shut behind him as Sho watched his face which was twisted in a mixture of concern and something hardening like anger or something similar. Then he was making his way over to the two, ignoring Sho as he crouched between the coffee table and the couch.
"David," he said quietly to alert his lover to his presence. "How badly does it hurt?"
Sho practically breathed a sigh of relief when Lindsay knew exactly what was going on.
David released his hand and Sho unconsciously shook it a bit - barely noticing the pins and needles burning his nerves - before placing it on his knee, keeping his other hand on David's back. With his now free hand David opened it fully - palm up - before curling his fingers into his palm, leaving his thumb sticking out. Apparently it was communication of some sort because Lindsay nodded once to himself before standing up.
"I'm gong to roll you over, okay?"
David jerked his head and took a deep breath, holding it. Lindsay carefully reached out for David's sides. Sho, realizing what was going on a little late, stood up and stepped back. With the utmost care, Lindsay picked David up slightly, his arms flexing with the effort, and he rolled his lover gently onto his side. He repositioned his hands to David's shoulders and legs and shifted him onto his back. David released his held breath and forced himself to stretch out his legs enough to put his feet flat on the couch.
It was then, as Lindsay crouched down, that Sho noticed the blood staining David's bottom lip and chin from his teeth clamped unnervingly hard onto his lip. Lindsay touched David's mouth carefully with his fingers and David released his lip, opening his mouth with a soft gasp. Sho watched as Lindsay pressed his wrist against David's mouth so the veins would be aligned with his lover's fangs. David bit down, one hand rising to shakily hold onto Lindsay's bent arm.
As Lindsay leaned forward to be closer to David Sho felt a sudden flood of discomfort as though he were an intruder in an intimate moment. And he wished he could look away but something was keeping him staring. Maybe it was relief for as David drank, he relaxed. Maybe it was fascination. He had no honest clue about what actually kept him watching but it proved to be a good thing because after several long minutes Lindsay turned his startling green gaze onto Sho.
"Would you give him blood, Sho?" He asked quietly and David made a sound of protest, his closed eyes snapping open to glare at the blonde. Sho blinked in shock himself.
"He's no-" David started to say after pulling Lindsay's wrist from his mouth but his lover just used his enticingly bloody arm to silence the teen. David glared at him and bit down particularly viscously in retaliation for being silenced.
"Will you?" Lindsay asked again, ignoring the way his arm jerked when David bit into it again. Sho eyed his arm apprehensively. "It doesn't hurt as much as it looks. He's just angry with me for asking you."
"Yeah, I'll do it," Sho said and stepped closer. Lindsay nodded approvingly and David released his arm so he could move and Sho could take his place. Cautiously Sho kneeled on the ground and lifted his arm for David to take with still lightly trembling fingers.
"I wouldn't do this except it's out of necessity," David said to Sho before pressing the man's wrist to his fangs and biting deep into the flesh, his eyes slipping shut. Sho gasped as David's fangs sunk into his wrist like twin needles. He could feel them in his arm keeping the holes open for blood flow as David suckled gently, being mindful of unintentional damage and amount. Warmth flooded Sho's body suddenly and he understood why he felt like an intruder before. David drinking his blood was intimate, if the warm and fuzzy feelings filling Sho up were anything to go by.
Davids tongue smoothening over the puncture wounds, back and forth and back, brought him out of reverie and he wondered for a delayed moment what was going on. Then David released his arm and his brain caught up. David was done.
Sho lifted his arm and examined the bite, noting that blood did not flow from the punctures even though they lead directly into his veins. He raised his gaze to David as the teen carefully sat up and thanked him. Sho nodded a "your welcome" at him before Lindsay appeared holding a glass of orange juice.
"You should probably drink this," he said to Sho and the man took it without question, gulping it down in one go. Then he set the empty glass on the coffee table and relocated himself to the couch next to David, ignoring the slight wooziness he felt.
"That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," Sho murmured, smiling playfully at David as relief flooded his body. "I don't get why Kei wouldn't just drink from me when I offered when I was growing up."
David laughed tiredly and Lindsay sat down on David's other side.
"He was probably afraid of addiction," David said and Sho shook his head bemusedly. David realized something at that moment. "Hey, I can breathe through my nose again!"
That night David developed a fever that forced him to curl up in his nest on the floor of his bedroom and refuse to leave. He slept a lot too, but that was just fine because he enjoyed sleeping and when one is sick, sleeping rocks the socks.
Sho and Kei spent the night watching TV on the couch. Sitting close. Though it didn't seem like Kei noticed. Sho noticed. But Kei seemed unfazed. And Sho wondered if Kei would notice if they were even closer. Like barely-an-inch-between-them close. Then Sho mentally slapped himself for thinking like that. He forced himself to focus only on the TV screen and succeeded, until there was an unexpected rap on the front door that broke his unfocused concentration.
He glanced questioningly at Kei, who just shrugged a shoulder before standing up to answer it. Sho ogled at his butt in his loose black pants as he moved toward the door. When Kei flung it open, Sho redirected his attention to who was at the door, chastising himself half-heartedly about staring at Kei's ass.
"Max?" Kei questioned, surprised. "What are you doing here? It's one in the morning."
"David wanted me to come over and watch movies with him," Max successfully told him without stuttering, ogling him just as much as Sho had been, only more obvious about it. Kei smiled amusedly at her and stepped back, motioning her in. Sho suddenly felt the spike of a familiar emotion he remembered feeling a lot as he grew up: jealousy. The voice in his head snickered at him, helpfully pointing out that he was jealous of a teenage girl because Kei smiled at her.
"He's in his bedroom," Kei told her and she nodded, disappearing around the corner, still ogling up to the moment Kei left her sight. The blond vampire just chuckled and shook his head.
Another weird feeling bubbled inside of Sho, consuming his thoughts with "mineminemine" as he watched Kei sit back down on the couch next to him. He wanted to reach out and grab Kei and make sure no one else could touch him - have him, the inner-voice corrected. Sho nearly smacked himself when he realized he was feeling the beginnings of serious possessiveness just because David's friend was staring starry-eyed at Kei.
"You okay?" Kei asked him and it suddenly registered with Sho that Kei was giving him that one look he had been getting a lot recently. He flushed and nodded, turning away.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking of some …weird stuff," Sho said with a cough, adamantly returning his attention to the TV. Kei frowned skeptically at his behavior but returned his attention back to the television also.
It was around four in the morning when Kei decided to call it a night and he stood up, making his way to David's bedroom to check on everyone there before he went to sleep. When he opened the door he found Lindsay asleep facedown with a pillow over his head on the bed, a blanket barely covering his body. On the floor David was passed out on his back with his head on Max's chest while she nodded off, the computer on her stomach brightly lighting their relaxed faces. It was David's computer and a quite tune was being played from it.
Kei crept carefully over to the two and slid the computer from Max's lap causing her to jerk and rub her nose. David sighed. Kei froze before straightening up once Max's hand flopped off to the side. He ejected the movie still in the computer and placed it back into its case, closing the DVD player window and shutting the laptop once the DVD was safe. Then he gently pulled the blankets at David's feet over the two on the ground and dropped a kiss on David's forehead before leaving.
He returned to the living room to find Sho had laid out on the couch, taking the whole thing for himself. Kei smiled because it was just so like the man to do something of the sort.
"They asleep?" Sho asked when he spotted Kei and the vampire nodded.
"Soundly. They won't be awake for a long while," Kei said and plopped himself down on his daybed, removing his old boots that he hadn't taken off since he woke up.
"The TV bother you?" Sho questioned as he held the remote ready to turn the volume down. But Kei just shook his head and stretched out on his bed.
"It's fine," he said and Sho nodded once, tearing his gaze from Kei to look back at the TV. "Night."
"Yeah, you too," Sho responded in barely a mumble.
"Get some sleep, Sho," Kei suggested quietly. "I've heard you almost every night for the last couple weeks, restless as soon as your eyes close. Staying up won't help."
"Yeah, I'll take that into serious consideration," Sho said sarcastically and Kei snorted at him, rolling over to get comfortable. Sho had no plans to sleep. His dreams just kept getting more and more …graphic and unsettling. It went from innocent enjoyment of the vampire's company to the vampire doing somewhat erotic things like nearly blowing a popsicle to Kei kissing him - biting him - to… Well, what he had started dreaming of recently. Kei's body, sometimes naked, sometimes against his, lips and teeth and frantic grabbing and grinding. Sometimes Sho was just staring and wanting. Once, Kei had even been blowing him in a dream. It had been so shocking for Sho that he had jerked awake instantly, panting and hard as marble.
Staying awake was Sho's great idea on how to strike back against his subconscious. If he didn't sleep, he couldn't dream. And maybe that annoying inner-voice of his would be too exhausted to bother him. too.
It worked until about five in the morning when he nodded off and promptly had a short dream about Kei pushing him against a wall to kiss him senseless toward everything but Kei. At which time he jerked awake, glanced at Kei with bated breath to make sure the vampire didn't know or something, and then checked the time. Asleep for barely half an hour and he was already dreaming? What? He couldn't even blink if he wanted to avoid dreaming of Kei.
He stared again at the television, realizing an infomercial was running before he promptly changed the channel.
Seven o'clock early morning news was on when he dozed again and was swiftly carried into the land of dreams where he was fisting Kei's soft, golden locks and sucking on the vampire's bottom lip. Dream-Kei groaned quietly and Sho abandoned his lip to kiss him full on again, this time being held to Kei as the vampire was pressed against a wall.
Sho woke with a gasp.
And so his morning continued on in this manner until he actually fell of the couch with a crash around noon-thirty and woke Kei, who immediately sat up and called Sho's name in confusion. Sho groaned and lifted himself off the floor. He blushed when he heard the approach of Kei quietly padding over without his boots on and he frantically scrambled onto the couch to hold a pillow over his crotch. When that was dealt with, he turned his face up at Kei and smiled in what he hoped was an innocent manner.
It was obvious he failed at it when Kei raised an eyebrow in suspicion at him before promptly deciding to drop it, along with himself onto the couch next to Sho. He grunted and tilted his head back, slipping into the weightless realm of sleep, leaving Sho shamelessly staring at him.
He fantasized that he might lean over and brush his lips over Kei's. Then he blinked and . . . stared at Kei's neck. And he wondered what the vampire's skin would feel like to his lips. How would it taste? Sho shivered as that thought immediately brought on the idea of doing something else to Kei that would allow him to taste the vampire.
Sho turned away, forgetting the TV and instead staring at the wall that had melted once in one of his dreams. If he remembered correctly, it was the dream where Kei had asked him if he was attractive the first time. Which prompted Sho to glance back over at the snoozing vampire.
He shifted, unintentionally bringing himself closer.
Yes, Kei was very attractive. Blonde hair, Sho wished to touch. Soft lips, he begged his dreams to cease from forcing him to kiss - if only to end his torture. Captivating brown eyes that pulled him in every time their gazes met. And then whenever Sho needed, Kei was right there. Ever since he was a kid there had always been a sense of security in being around Kei. And Kei was the one person he could tell anything, and everything, to. When Kei wasn't around, Sho just felt less.
Then, remembering how gentle Kei always was with David, the blonde made his insides feel all warm and gooey. Seeing him smile often created the same feeling. And when Kei became angry Sho would feel goosebumps crawl up his spine and erupt on his arms, even when that anger wasn't directed at him. He never thought about it before, but Kei only ever seemed to get angry when Sho or David were in some form of danger, or when Kei felt like he couldn't protect them.
"What are you doing?" Kei suddenly inquired quietly, startling Sho, who jumped. Kei's eyes were still closed and his breathing was as even as though he were snuggled deep in the arms of Morpheus.
Sho's mouth turned into a plecostomus' for a full second before he clamped it shut with a popping noise. Kei opened his eyes when Sho failed to respond and it was at that moment Sho noticed just how close he was to the vampire.
And to distract Kei from their potentially awkward closeness, he surged forward and kissed him.
David paused mid-step at the end of the hall, with the hand rubbing his eye freezing mid-rub. A look of shock stole his face, mirroring Kei's own.
Jaded's after-words: HA! I'm almost sorry for what I'm doing. Three month hiatus people. Sorry. :( Ish. (Inside I'm all kinds of "Bwahahahahaha XD") Hate me all you want. Really. I look forward to your letters. (Ferguson FTW!) Uhhh, there was other stuff I wanted to say here but now I can't remember it. Hmm… Well, a lot of nothing happened in this chapter so feel free to bitch about Lindsay (EDIT Satchi *brainfarted*) or you know, Gackt, if you're reading you can leave a message too. Hell, get Hyde to join in. *wink**wink* lol
Eh-huh-huh T-t-that's all, folks! *waves and disappears into a hole in your reading device*