Sex och dravel tråden, hämningslöst!

Nej, ska man satsa på en kopp buljong? Eller känns det onödigt?

Yaoi!

Tillåt mig förpesta tråden...... bara lite. Lovar att inte förpesta den mer på minst en månad.

(Önskar det fanns en "spoiler"-knapp!)

Ichi (1)

The door opened. Kana, Sora and Yuu jumped, Sora to his feet. He rushed to Aito, grabbed him and pressed him, fiercely, to his chest. Then, he pushed him an arms-length away.

?Moron?, he growled and hit Aito over the head. ?Where the HELL have you been??

                             Aito raised a hand and rubbed his head where Sora had hit him.

?Sorry?, he muttered.

                             Kana dove past his first lover and grabbed the hand of his second. Aito?s fingers were white and blue.

?You?re ice cold?, he said anxiously, raising the hand to his mouth. Gently, he breathed on it and held it between his own, happy that he had given in to Sora?s idea to feed tonight. ?Where is your coat? And your gloves??

?I?m sorry?, Aito said again, quietly.

                             Anxiety pushing through the anger again, Sora embraced Aito from behind and took his other hand. It seemed lifeless.

?Does it hurt?, he asked.

                             Aito didn?t respond.

?You need to get Aito into the bathroom?, Yuu said. ?Turn on the shower, at the hottest. Get him into some warm clothes. I?ll make him some tea, come and get it for him. I?ll be in the kitchen if you need me.?

?Thanks?, said Kana softly. ?Aito, come. We?ll take care of you.?

                             Aito didn?t move. Sora lifted him and said:

Sairi slowly turned around in a circle, taking in his second lover?s room. It was so very different from his own. There were two swords and a knife hanging on the wall. He had never seen a real sword before. There were pictures on the wall, in the old style, and they seemed? real. Just like the swords. And there was evidence all around the room of a family. Pictures in frames showing Tetsuya and other people, older, younger, same age. Pictures of Tetsuya and pets. Dogs and horses. Sairi had never seen a real horse either.

?Sairi!?

                             The door had opened without Sairi noticing. Tetsuya and Makoto came in.

?Hello, neko?, said Makoto and kissed Sairi on the cheek. ?Cool room Tetsu?s got, right??

                             Sairi nodded.

?Tetsuya is cool.?

?Yeah, that he is.?

                             Tetsuya laughed and put the bag of sweets and snacks on the desk.

?And you, dear Sairi?, he said. ?Is sweet. Like icing on a cupcake. With a cherry on top.?

                             Tetsuya took Sairi?s hand and led him to the sword rack.

?I saw you looking at these?, he said. ?What do you think??

?Are they real?, Sairi asked sheepishly.

?Very?, Tetsuya took down one of the swords and pulled it out of its scabbard