Chapter Ten

Calm Before the Storm

Eating together had been different and so damn normal. They'd even made conversation, dull boring and average conversations. Movies and books and interests and when Makoto had revealed he'd seen a bottle of fancy vodka in one of the cupboards, Sousuke suggested he bring it out, both of them sharing it, shuddering through the taste of alcohol.

"What did you see? The file…?" Sousuke asked after the third shot and Makoto shrugged.

"I guess it was a link I was sent... A boss asked me to look at some strange activity in some of the financial files... Some merger files, accounts..."

Sousuke nodded. Makoto looked genuinely puzzled as to why these files had led to this - to being sat in a strange house, to being whisked away from his average life by Sousuke...

"Who sent you the link?" Sousuke asked, his brain suddenly less confused and some clarity returning to his alcohol dimmed brain.

"Ugh..." Makoto started, clearly wracking his brain, "think it was Nagisa…. Why?"

"I just..." Sousuke thought out loud, and then shook his head. As surely it wasn't the company Makoto actually worked for that wanted him dead?

Sighing, he got to his feet, it seeming to take a while due to the fact he'd been sat with his long legs folded underneath him and he walked to where he'd left his bag, finding his cell so he could call Rin.

"I just need to make a call," he said and while Makoto had his head cocked adorably in confusion it was not something he wanted to mention straight away as how would Makoto feel if the people who were after him... Were perhaps those he worked for?

Stepping out, Sousuke dialled and waited for Rin to pick up. Rin never took long as he was a tech, attached to his computer, headphones in his ears and laptop in front of him at all times. When he picked up, Sousuke got straight to the point.

"Look at Iwatobi Corp. - I think it's internal. One of the bosses doing something they shouldn't and Makoto was asked to look into it."

Rin made a "humphf" noise due to being bossed around but then answered with a lazy "yeah".

"How's the safe house?"

"An improvement."

There was a laugh on the other side of the phone. "Enjoy. You'll be done soon."

Sousuke turned and looked back to see Makoto moving everything to the kitchen, and he sighed. As in this place, he was happy to stay longer. There was a peace here and a peace with Makoto that Sousuke couldn't quite place. And for some reason the idea of being done soon was not as appealing as it usually was.

"Look into it for me?" Sousuke prompted.

"Already doing it."

He disconnected the call and paused for a moment, listening to the small water fountain, the chimes, feeling wind rustle in his hair and he turned when he heard Makoto join him, stepping out onto the cold concrete. He handed him another drink which Sousuke took with a low "thanks".

"We should have a few days here and then back to your old life." Sousuke felt sad as he said it and he wasn't sure why. He lived a solitary bachelor lifestyle - he travelled when he wanted, worked when he wanted, dated and slept with people when he wanted and he had a good life. Everything he wanted but still...

"Back to yours, too," Makoto commented and Sousuke looked over, seeing the way Makoto was thoughtful.

"Yeah."

It wasn't a happy thought and Sousuke banished it with a shot of alcohol.

"I'm -" Sousuke started - it was going to be an apology or something but it didn't come as Makoto touched his shoulder and Sousuke let out a small gasp at the feel of the pressure on his skin.

"I guess this could be our last few nights together."

Sousuke nodded. "If... They figure it out," he said, stuttering on his words, flustered when Makoto levelled a searching glance at him, green eyes narrowed.

If Rin's confidence wasn't wasted on nothing - if he really was as good as he always said. Which he was. Sousuke didn't doubt that. He may be a cocky bastard but Sousuke had complete faith and confidence in him and he was sure now he had a lead, Rin would get to the bottom of the whole situation.

"Yeah - I guess a few more nights... Here."

Sousuke looked away from Makoto again and the hand left his shoulder. He finished the drink and made his move to go back inside, his stomach coiling in some emotions he wanted to forget and not think about. He should go to sleep, both of them should and Sousuke was going to suggest a plan for who would sleep when, where they would sleep when he felt another touch, Makoto's hands on him again.

He was surprised when the hand that had held his shoulder was wrapped around his wrist and with an insistent drag, Sousuke was in front of Makoto, face to face, chest to chest, groin to groin.

"I didn't mean to be an asshole after..." Sousuke started but he didn't say anything more.

He let the words hang in the air - his apology and Makoto must've accepted it. With a kiss. A firm press of lips. The bumping of groins and Sousuke let his glass drop to the floor and smash, uncaring as he wrapped an arm around Makoto's firm body, pulling him closer and kissing him even deeper.

If this was their last few hours together, Sousuke didn't want to waste them and it seemed neither did Makoto as he felt a hand in his hair, heard the smash of another glass and their tongues meeting in a hurried open mouthed way.

Sousuke pushed at Makoto's shoulders, pushing him back and looking at the heavy lidded green eyes, at the wet lips and he ran a thumb along Makoto's bottom lip, feeling a tongue peek out and lick at the digit.

"Let's go to bed."

Avoiding the glass shards on the floor, holding loosely onto each other's hands, they went back inside the house, closing the doors behind them and made their way to the bedroom, kissing again once they were inside it, grinding their bodies together and removing clothes, until they fell together onto sheets, their bodies entwined.