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Title: BF Company: Ritz File Size: 79 MB Format: .rar (extracts to .iso) Download Links: Download BF Yaoi Game(Link thanks to Emeryl) For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Directors: M2M 3: Versus Directors: José Dela Rosa Release Year: 2008 Country: Philippines Language: Filipino Genre: Drama Runtime: 48 min Summary: Versus is a tale of two male hunks undergoing the different stages of realization and of falling in and out of love. Their story reels off in their minds and is carried out in a rather sensual and provocative manner. Note: for mature audience Download M2M 3: Versus Movie: M2M3: Versus What actually goes on...? And what are the complexities in the process of carrying out, staying in and moving on from this kind of relationship? Masterfully crafted as the previous M2M features- this video shows the intricacies and dynamics of male to male relationship. For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Prologue Alex Patterson dropped his fork. The silver utensil clattered on his plate completely forgotten. He had to have heard wrong. Maybe he was asleep and this was just a dream. Subconsciously the brunette boy reached down and pinched his right forearm. Yelping in response when the saw the red spot forming on his arm Alex looked over at his dad. “Let me get this straight dad. You lost your job and plan on having us move out so you can avoid the embarrassment of being evicted.” Tony Patterson took a drink from his glass and looked at his son with a very solemn expression on his face. “Yes that covers it.” He had spent most of the afternoon trying to figure out how to break the bad news to his son and wound up just being blunt about it. “Well I just want to know two things. When the hell were you going to tell me about this and where the hell are we going to go?” Alex asked picking up his fork and finishing his nearly forgotten salad. Tony had had a feeling Alex was going to ask those questions and he only smiled. “Alex calm down did you honestly think I wouldn’t think everything through? What would be the point of moving us out of the apartment even when I still have enough to cover next month’s rent? Our lease will be up this month so I figured since everything is happening all at once we might as well move while we have the chance.” Alex looked up at his dad as he gathered the dishes. “Again I ask where are we moving?” Tony chuckled. “You’ll find out when the time comes. When you’re finished I want you in bed early. I know you were up late last night studying.” Sighing Alex knew he couldn’t argue. “Okay, okay but could I at least squeeze in one chapter of Paranoia? I’ll be halfway if I can.” Tony couldn’t help but smile. “You and that book. I still can’t believe you were into that type of literature. But I guess as long as you’re in bed in twenty minutes.” “Give me some credit Dad.” Alex requested. “I read faster than you do. I’d be able to get at least three chapters read in twenty minutes.” Tony closed the door to the dishwasher and turned to his son. “Fair enough. Well I’m off to bed myself.” He said punctuating the statement with a loud yawn. “I have a lot to do tomorrow.” “Kay Dad Good night.” Alex picked up his backpack from the couch and headed into his room. Changing out of his day’s outfit and into his sleep clothes the brunette picked up a large tome and located his marked place in the story. “I’m going to enjoy this.” * * * * “Criss are you finished with your homework?” Max Perkins tapped on his son’s bedroom door. Surprisingly he wasn’t fazed when he didn’t receive an answer. Checking the knob he was shocked to find the door unlocked. Opening the door he peeked in to see his son lying on his bed, his hearing being blocked by music that even he could hear on the other side of the room. “CRISTOPHER PERKINS GET THOSE HEADPHONES OFF RIGHT NOW!” Criss Perkins removed his headphones ironically at the end of the last song on the cd and looked at his alarm clock then his dad. “What is it dad? It’s nearly 11:30 don’t you have to get up for work?” “And you have to get up for school.” Max answered pointing to the clock. “If your homework isn’t done-“ Criss turned off his cd player and set it on his bedside table. “Chill Dad I took care of it already. I did it during my study period.” “Why would you do it then? Homework is supposed to be brought home hence the word ‘home’ in ‘homework’.” Criss leaned back against his pillow in frustration. “Because it was either that or bugging the teacher again and getting detention. Besides I knew if I did bring it home you’d start chewing my ass off for not being an overachiever or an A student. I’m passing with decent grades I’d think you’d be grateful.” Max was taken aback a first by his son’s outburst but he recovered quickly. “Well, either way you need to get to bed. I won’t tolerate this anymore.” He pointed to the clock on the table. “You requested your curfew for 10:00 and if you want to keep it at that time you will follow it or I’m resetting it for 8:00 get it?” Criss only rolled over onto his side so his back was facing his father muttering, “Whatever.” Max winced at the tone in his son’s voice and sat down on the corner of the bed. “Criss please don’t be like that. I don’t mean to be like this it’s just.” Criss looked over his shoulder at his father and nodded aware of where this was going but not wanting to tag-along the way. “Don’t worry about it dad. It was hard on me too.” “Okay Pal, get some sleep.” Max said speaking this time with a small smile. He walked out of the room whispering, “Good night.” Criss waited until his dad has closed the door before changing into his black silk pajama pants. He reached over and flipped off the lamp on his bedside table and plugged his ear buds back into his cd player and turning it to his newest obsession ‘No Pressure”. He needed music to lure him to sleep whether his dad liked it or not.

Gojyo & Sanzo, from Gensoumaden Saiyuki. Colored version.

The news, it came so suddenly You took it rather well. Your time on earth is limited You almost wouldn't tell You spend your last days at my side Enjoying what we could I never wanted it to end It's cruel that it should But then one day you looked at me You told me this was it Although your time was over now You asked me not to quit. The tears I felt were not enough To show you how I cared You seemed so calm and ready But I was unprepared I couldn't watch you when you left I knew this was the end. How I could I ever live on when I'd lost my love, my friend. Looking back on yesterday Remembering what was Knowing it won't be the same And I am not the cause The memories that we have shared Are etched into my heart And even though you're not with me We're never truly apart.

Bloodstained hands, Tear filled eyes Hidden truth Revealing disguise Wandering stranger Lost his way On his own Yet another day Answers forgotten Shadows near Fate’s new puppet Dances in fear Beaten walkway Untraveled road Secrets shared That shouldn’t have been told Mysterious watcher Always aware Do not look back He’s no longer there Confusion begins Memories gone Just another dream Never real all along

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Would it be too much to ask To hear the way you feel To know that when you say the words Each one of them is real Would it be too much to ask To be held in your arms. To know that if I need it You’ll keep me safe from harm Would it be too much to ask To feel your tender kiss To know that when your lips touch mine It’s ecstasy it’s bliss Would it be too much to ask To feel your silk smooth skin To make it feel so good It has to be a sin Would it be too much to ask To make forever real To promise me no matter what It’s how you’ll always feel.

Title: Yume Musubi Koi Musubi Manga ALT. names: 夢結び恋結び Bond of Dreams, Bond of Love Yume Musubi, Koi Musubi Original run: 2008 Description: High school student Ao decides he’s in love with Ryoumei-san, a priest at the local shrine and Ao’s childhood friend. Not one to beat around the bush, Ao immediately tells Ryoumei he wants to do perverted things together, but it will take more than a little persuading to get the shocked Ryoumei into bed. Between bad advice, romantic rivals, and Ryoumei’s scruples, there are many obstacles in the path of true love. Note: Shunpei from Koi Cha no Osahou appears in this story as the main character's best friend. Manga-type: Manga Written by: Sakuragi Yaya Drawn by: Sakuragi Yaya Published by: Kadokawa Shoten Group(s) Scanlating: Anime-tion Scanlation Corrupted Fetishes Dangerous Pleasure Greed and Gluttony Status: Complete Completely Scanlated: Yes Completely Translated: Yes Genres: Comedy, Slice of Life, Yaoi Categories: Age-Gap, Hidden Feelings Main Characters: Ao, Ryoumei Adaptation based on available: N/A Recommendations: [bónd(z)], Ijiwaru na Kuchibiru Read Yume Musubi Koi Musubi Online: Yume Musubi Koi Musubi Download link: Vol 01 ~ Vol 02 ~ Vol 03 ~ Vol 04 c14-18 Or Vol 04 ch14 ~ Vol 04 ch15 Vol 04 ch16 // Vol 04 ch16 [Anime-tion] Vol 04 ch17 ~ Vol 04 ch18 More manga series by Sakuragi Yaya Please support the author by buying the book (Free Worldwide Delivery): For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Pair of Love Type: BL Movie Country: Taiwan Synopsys: Li Jeng-je and Hue Wei Luen are best friend. Before they realize, they fall in love with each other and change their relationship from best friends to lovers. But Je is a basketball player who is afraid that his sexual orientation might be found by his homophobic friend, so he decides to break up with Lun. He tried to have a straight relationship with Ying, who is actually a lesbian. But eventually, he realizes that it doesn't feel right... Watch Pair of Love Movie Online: Pair of Love Download Pair of Love Movie: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Join the parts with HJSplit For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

This is some sort of game...anti-boredom game. You just have to complete below with what you are doing right now. Mood: Status: Location: Y!M/Skype status: Talking on Y!M/Skype with: Eating: Drinking: Dressed in: Listening: Watching: Reading: Thinking: Dating: Love: Annoyed: Hate: Missing: Wanting: Can't wait to: I'll start: Mood: calm and relaxed Status: So hot outside Location: my room...on a chair Y!M/Skype status: none...I'm not online yet Talking on Y!M/Skype with: - Eating: fish *yum* Drinking: Fanta madness Dressed in: a shirt and pants Listening: Lady Gaga-Judas Watching: The video O_O Reading: nothing...I finished "The right hand of evil"...I must look in my bookcase for another book Thinking: That this weather is horrible for going to school...or better said for coming back from it(frigging hot) Dating: haha...dating is not my priority right now Love: my cat and her two little babies Annoyed: at the weather Hate: no one...for the moment Missing: my holiday Wanting: an ice-cream Can't wait to: be in holiday *sigh* So this is how it goes If you're not using Y!M or skype you can complete with what program you are using

Your eyes have pierced my very soul Your lips have made me yours. You touch has made me lose control It’s reached into my core Your voice has made me fall again Into a world unknown I know I’m always near you then Yet I still feel alone Your kiss I feel it on my skin Its better than a dream Could this be yet another sin Or more than what it seems. Your hands have found my very heart To reach it has been tough But as I feel the caressing start I cannot get enough. You’re song has reached into my ears The harmony so sweet I wash away my doubts and fears We were destined to meet

The man addressed as Mr. V accepted the extended hand pulling himself to his feet and smiled in return. “It was my pleasure. Unlike most humans I have no fear of your kind. I know there are two different categories, those who work with or for humans and those who work against. If I can help add to the list of those who work for us I’ll do whatever I can.” “Well as you know we loathe being seen as bloodsucking monsters so your help is highly appreciated.” Kaisuke spoke up as he stepped forward. “Oh by the way you’re wife I just checked up on her she should be fine within a few hours.” Mr. V turned towards the woman propped up against the wall. “I see thank you. I guess in all the acting I got a little too into my character.” Haiake chuckled as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “You should think of taking up on acting. You were very convincing to me.” “Well try to remember that when you’re out on the field there won’t be actors. You’ll be dealing with the real thing. “ Miakatsu stated hotly. Haiake turned to glare at the other vampire. “Try telling me something I don’t already know.” “Well considering how low you’re intelligence is it would take too long to list everything so I’m not even going to waste my breath.” Miakatsu responded turning his back to the others. “You know it’s very rude to compare yourself to others.” Haiake retorted, “Mia.” Miakatsu stepped forward eyes glowing fangs bared “You just signed your own death warrant.” Before he could get any closer he was blocked. “Do you two want to punished again?” Tozouku asked looking back and forth between the two arguing vampires.” “He started it.” Was the answer from both of them. Mr. V glanced over at Kaisuke. “I’m guessing this happens often.” Kaisuke chuckled. “When it comes to those two it’s a daily ritual. I’m still trying to figure out how Tozouku has managed to pacify them.” “Because neither of them wishes to feel my wrath.” Tozouku stated, his voice low and menacing. “Now apologize. NOW!” Miakatsu’s eyes returned to normal and his fangs retracted. “I suppose my comments were uncalled for. I hope I would not be too bold in asking for forgiveness.” Haiake bit his lip. “It would only be fair of me to ask for forgiveness of you in return.” Tozouku expression did a complete one-eighty and smiled warmly. “Come on you three it’s time to head back to the manor. You all have school in the morning and I expect all of you to be there on time.” Kaisuke yawned, “You know I didn’t even do any work tonight and I’m downright exhausted. What about you two?” Miakatsu shrugged. “I guess so.” “Same here. I think it’s best if we head back now.” Haiake added throwing in a yawn of his own. “In fact I feel quite woozy to be honest.” Tozouku turned around in time to catch Haiake as his legs gave out. “Haiake when was the last time you fed?” “Um ten days ago.” Haiake answered his voice quiet. “Careless as usual.” Miakatsu muttered. He shut his mouth when he noticed the look Tozouku was shooting him. “Let’s just get home.” “Way ahead of you.” Kaisuke stated already a fair distance away. “Tozouku are you going to make breakfast again?” Tozouku was busy hoisting Haiake onto his back. “I planned to yes. Is there anything particular you wish to have?” Miakatsu picked up his pace as he followed the others back. “I’m not picky you guys already know that.” “That’s got to be a first.” Haiake muttered weakly. “You’re lucky you’re in your current state or I-“ Miakatsu began. Tozouku turned allowing is emerald eyes to glow. “Or you’ll what?” Recoiling Miakatsu stepped back. “Nothing.” “That’s what I thought.” Tozouku answered picking up his pace. “Now come on. We’ve had a long day. Rest is required for all of us.” Kaisuke stretched his arms up and yawned again “I just wish it was Friday.” Miakatsu scoffed. “I don’t.” Kaisuke nearly stopped in his tracks. “Why is that?” Miakatsu looked at the slightly taller vampire. “Have you forgotten?” “The Chief has an important case for us this weekend. Remember?” Haiake stated as he felt himself drifting off to sleep. Tozouku lightly shook the vampire on his back. “Hush now. A job well done deserves a reward. Rest now. You’ll feed tomorrow.” Haiake had no reason to argue and no strength so he closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall into a blissful slumber. Kaisuke watched as the newest addition to the team did indeed fall asleep and looked at Miakatsu. “Hey think you can go on ahead? I want to talk to Tozouku alone.” Normally one would be insulted to be excluded from a conversation but Miakatsu was different. “That’s fine I’ll see you guys back at the manor.” Not waiting for response Miakatsu picked up his speed leaving the other two alone. Kaisuke made sure Haiake was asleep before turning his attention to Tozouku. “I wasn’t kidding when I asked if you think he’s ready. I saw him from afar. He looked really shaken up.” Tozouku sighed. “Kaisuke you were the same way on your first mission so you have no room to talk. But you have been with me the longest that’s why I want you to keep an eye on him like you did Miakatsu when he joined us.” Kaisuke only nodded. “I can do that. But Tozouku why do you think those two can’t get along? They’re both vampires they’re both white-eyed and they both have an ego bigger than the hungriest vampire’s appetite.” “Exactly. They can’t get alone because they have too much in common. They say opposites attract. Obviously these two aren’t opposites so the result is obvious.” Tozouku started. “Well I just hope for both their sakes they find some neutral ground. One of these days I fear they may do something the will both regret.” Kaisuke muttered. Tozouku said nothing to that knowing no words need be spoken. He knew Kaisuke was right. If Miakatsu and Haiake didn’t learn to get along the results could indeed be dangerous for all of their kind.

“Criss dinner’s ready.” Criss pulled the ear buds out and placed his pencil on his desk. “Be right there.” Right before he had left for school that morning his dad had said he needed to talk to him about something and said he would do so over dinner. Curiosity was starting to get the better of Criss and he had been find it difficult to concentrate on his homework. After washing the ink off his hands he headed down the stairs to the kitchen. Max dished out the tuna casserole onto the plates and sat down at the table. Seeing the anxious expression on his son’s face made him laugh. “Patience Criss; eat first then I’ll tell you the news.” Criss sat down and looked at his dad. “Well tell me one thing; is it good news or bad news?” His curiosity had just won the battle. Max swallowed a mouthful of the casserole. “Well it depends on how you look at it. I guess you could say it’s both.” “Well that helps.” Criss muttered sarcastically as he dug into his own meal. Max only shrugged in return. “You asked a question I answered honestly.” Criss said nothing in return as he continued to eat his food. He figured the sooner he ate the sooner he would get some answers. Once the two of them were done eating and the dishes were taken care of Criss and Max walked out to the living room. “Okay Dad what is it?” “Well do you remember my friend from Oregon, Tony Patterson?” Max asked. Criss thought for a moment trying to place the name with a face from his memory. The name did sound familiar but no face came to mind. “I think so. What about him?” “Well it turns out he and his son have wound up in a bad situation. Now I owe Tony a lot from favors over the past several years, all the way from high school and I have been trying to figure out away to pay him back. “ Max explained. “And I’m guessing you came up with something, but why tell me? That’s something between you and him isn’t it?” Criss responded. “It has nothing to do with me.” Max sighed as he looked at his shoes. “Actually Criss it does. Remember how I said you would think what I was going to tell you as both good news and bad news?” Criss nodded. “Well Tony told me that he has lost his job thanks to the company going bankrupt and he and his son have to move from their apartment by the end of this month; less than weeks from now. They have no place to go.” Max began. “Why do I get the feeling I’m not liking where this is going?” Criss asked. “I have offered Tony and his son the chance to move in with us until they can get back on their own feet again.” Max answered. “So the good news is you’re going to get a chance to get a new friend. The bad news is you’ll have to give up having a room to yourself, but that will be temporary. I plan on fixing up the old office room and making it into a bedroom.” Criss stood up and looked down at his father. “I’m guessing I have no say in this.” Turning around he headed upstairs. “Don’t ask Dad. I’m going to finish my homework the going to bed.” Once he was in his room he locked the door and sat down at his desk. “Damien and Raven are going to love this.” Putting his ear buds back in he looked down. “Now where the hell was I?” ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ “Alex when you’re finished with your homework, come to my room I need to talk to you.” Tony spoke through his son’s bedroom door. Alex looked up from his book. “I am finished with it dad. I’ll be right there, just want to finish this chapter.” He turned his attention back to his book when he heard his dad’s retreating footsteps. Once he reached the next chapter he set the book down and walked into his dad’s room. “What is it?” Tony sat down on the edge of his bed and motioned for Alex to take a seat anywhere he felt comfortable. Once his son was seated he looked at him. “Do you remember our discussion a few days ago about moving?” Alex visibly cringed, “Yes but to be perfectly honest I’ve been trying to forget about it.” “Why is that?” Tony asked. “ I figured you would be excited.” Alex leaned back against his chair in a huff, “Dad why would I be excited to be leaving everything I know and am familiar with?” Tony chuckled. “Touché. But Alex listen to me, we aren’t moving that far from here. It’s in another state yes but Oregon will still be right next-door. Or should I say right above us.” “Above us? Wait, are you saying we’re moving to California?” Alex asked. “Why in the world are we moving there?” Sighing Tony reached for his wallet from the table and pulled out a picture. “Because my old college friend Max owes me a huge favor and he and his son live in a house that’s too big for just the two of them.” He turned the picture around showing it to his son. Alex looked at the picture recognizing it from seeing it before. “What about his wife.” Tony placed the picture back in his wallet and shook his head, “Don’t ask about that. It’s a subject best not mentioned.” Setting the wallet back on the table he looked back over at Alex. “Now while you’ve been at school I’ve been packing a few things every day. I figured you could pack your own stuff.” Alex looked around noticing that his dad’s room did look different. “So that’s why the place seems emptier. But dad are you sure it’s okay? I mean can we really just move are stuff in and make ourselves at home?” “Alex trust me, Max has owed me many favors so I decided to have him combine all the favors into one huge one. Him allowing us to live with him and his son until we can get back on our own feet again is his way of returning the favor.” Tony reassured him. Alex sighed deeply as he tapped fingers on the arm of the chair. “When do we leave?” “At the end of the month.” Alex leapt out of his seat, “End of the month!? But that’s one week! What about school what about-“ Tony held his hands up. “I already informed your school and if till help at all you can have your friends over as often as you want this last week.” Alex leaned back again. “I guess that’s fair. Oh speaking of school did my Principal call you? I talked to him a few days ago but-“ “Yes, yes he did just the other day.” Tony answered. “I must say you have made me proud. It seems Mr. Peters is sad to see you leave the school. He said you were one of the top students in your class.” In hopes to change the subject and hide his faint blush Alex covered his mouth and yawned. “Well it’s getting late. I had better get to bed.” Tony only chuckled as he noticed the embarrassed look on his son’s face. “Okay good night buddy.” ~*~*~*~*~ “Are you serious?” Criss adjusted the phone in the crook of his neck as he finished up his homework. “Yeah and according to my dad they’ll be here in a week.” “Does that mean you’ll have to give up your room?” Raven asked through the receiver. “No, well I mean the guy will be sleeping on the airbed till we finish renovating that old room.” Criss explained. “Dad’s friend is going to be moving into the guest room.” “So why is your dad doing this anyway?” Damien asked. “Something about owing is friend for saving his ass in the past or something.” Criss answered. “I never asked. I just hope this kid isn’t an idiotic freak.” Raven chuckled. “What are you going to do if he’s like us?” “Trust me I already know he isn’t. Dad told me about him and his dad.” Criss scoffed. “So I would know what to look forward to he said.” “Criss get off the phone and get your ass into bed. It’s 9:57.” Max’s voice echoed on the other side of the bedroom door. Criss glanced at his clock and winced. “Shit guys I have to go, it’s almost my curfew.” Raven sighed, “Okay Criss, night see you tomorrow. Damien Damien? Hey dork face?” When they heard no response Criss muttered. “He fell asleep again. Hold on a second.” Clearing his throat he yelled straight into the receiver. “Hey dork face!” Criss nearly fell over laughing when he heard the reaction on Damien’s side. “Who what the-“ Both Criss and Raven hung up at the same time. “Night.”

Bronze End of Chapter by Takehide Bronze -Saishuushou Achingly, I waited alone in a corner of the room I remembered the color of your skin (like) snow, falling from a violet sky, that suddenly disappears when embraced. Despair The day we first met is so close yet so far The person I was searching is innocently laughing I, dazzled (by you), without being able to see the answer, lose yesterday, today, and tomorrow That insanity, that violence That scar that I kiss Or that seemingly broken memory Or that pain to the point of sleeplessness Are they things that someone can take away from me? Stay by my side, don't go! Gaze only at me My heart burns with the love I have for you By embracing one another, we won't be separated. Nobody can break us apart. Even if I defy any god, even if I lose my life just as long as I have only you. If I could pull out this heart of mine, I would want to show you this love right now If the night of animalistic love-making could continue, the fleeting dreams would disappear That pain, that oppression That eternal prayer Or that numbed sigh Or that momentary tranquility Are they things that someone can take away from me? If you would be here for me, I won't make you cry again I love you! This is my pledge to you Connected, entangled cold fingertips Even if I defy any god, even with this sin, just as long as I have only you.

Some of my favorite lyrics, HIM - Right Here in My Arms

Title : Hatsu-koi, First Love Year: 2007 Country : Japan Language : Japanese Subtitle(s) : English Genre : Drama | Romance | Crime | Gay Themed Plot/Synopsis: Tadashi has fallen in love with his classmate, Kota, and doesn't dare to tell anyone. This destroys all hope he ever had of getting together with Kota. Thoroughly depressed, Tadashi meets a gay couple on the train. Hiroki and Shinji are fascinating... In Hatsu-Koi, director Imaizumi Koichi tells a story about coming of age, coming out and a gay marriage that is sprinkled with both love and comedy, at the centre of which is a teenager who doesn't yet know what he wants. Watch Hatsu-koi BL Movie Online: Hatsu-koi BL Movie Download Hatsu-koi BL Movie: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Join the files with HJSplit For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Summary: The stepfather of Tsubasa just killed himself, something which he felt it was his responsibility. One day, Tsubasa was harassed by three boys, who laughed and made fun of him and his stepfather. All that was witnessed by Leo, who was close but never helped him. After what happened, Tsubasa was quick to go to school with his dirty clothes and went to a lounge, which finally was not locked, to be able to wash his clothes . But there was also Kain, who tried to console him. Immediately, Tsubasa started to fall in love with Kain. ... But Leo backs on the scene and it quickly becomes a complex love. Download Ren Ai Shindan Tsubasa-no-Kakera Movie (engsub Mediafire Links) Have fun with this drama ^.^~ For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Golden Bomber Movie - Suri Nokoshi Ta Natsu Synopsis : A movie by Japanese visual kei band Golden Bomber. Two boys go to seaside to spend summer, and they meet some guys and problems start to arrive... Country : Japan Download Golden Bomber Movie - Suri Nokoshi Ta Natsu: Mediafire download links: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 English Subtitles *thanks to tiny-tin and distressedcoma for the subs For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

I don't know if all you guys have the same "disease" like me, but i USUALLY get obssession with a anime/manga/drama after seeing it (as long as they are good things like "JJ romantica, toigaru no chi, viewfinder, maiden rose...." ... It's so shameful that i was totally shocked at the first time watching yaoi...~and i yelled like crazy when seeing the "rape or bed scenes" : "What the hell are they doing...OMG~ STOP DOING SUCH TERRIFYING THINGS!! TWO BAD GUYS, STOP!!"... after that...i was obsessed by them for at least one week...!! The same situation happened again to me whenever i watch a new manga or drama! Yahhh ahhhh! It often took me a long time to get things out of my mind! ~ hmm ....but...easy to remember, easy to forget =))...after that i wouldn't remember anything but character's names. =)))... What's bout u? XD

Synopsis The story takes place in Seoul, 2011. Lee Yoon Sung is a talented MIT-graduate who’s working on the international communications team at the Blue House. He encounters dangerous situations while solving a variety of cases, both big and small, for people who need his help, and eventually becomes a “city hunter.” cast Lee Min Ho as Lee Yoon Sung Park Min Young as Kim Na Na Lee Joon Hyuk as Kim Young Jo Hwang Sun Hee as Jin Soo Hee Goo Ha Ra as Choi Da Hye City Hunter Trailer ... [video=youtube;j5Dk-0W3tTk]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5Dk-0W3tTk&feature=related For Lee Min Ho Fan ..Enjoy The Drama :leaf12:

Ummm, i notice that we now have arcade game! thank you so much! it's gotta be fun here! Once again, :hamtaro-005 (8)::hamtaro-005 (8)::hamtaro-005 (8)::hamtaro-005 (8):THANK YOU!!:hamtaro-005 (8)::hamtaro-005 (8)::hamtaro-005 (8)::hamtaro-005 (8): *unfortunately i might be offline for a long time, since my damn uncle made his decision; to not let me access the internet in order to let me stay focus on my study... duh he love to control everyone in family. :leaf7::leaf7::leaf7::leaf7:

What did you first think of yaoi when you discovered it for the first time? Did you like it? Where you somewhat taken back or perhaps you didn't like at first. Tell all, tell all. Hehe. Here I'll go first. I grew up in a Christian household and my parents were against gay rights and gay marriage. At first I was too, but then I discovered that I was attracted to girls and everything changed. I, as you know write, so before discovering my sexuality I wrote straight romance (porno....in middle school...hehe long story). Anyways I began getting into boyxboy love stories but I really hadn't read any yaoi. I was just looking at them in bookstores when my parents weren't around. Then a few years later in the tail end while I was writing the VERY first boy on boy love story I got my mom to buy a yaoi manga for me. I fell in love that day. Now I can't get enough of it. The end.

The sparrow outside the window Has a big mouth on the wire pole You said this sentence Has very much the feeling of summer The pencil in my hand Moves back and forth on the paper I use a few lines of words to describe who you are to me The taste of sanma The cat and you both want to understand The fragrance of first love is retrieved by us just like this That warm sunshine Is like the just picked bright strawberry You say you are not willing to eat this kind of feeling Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain Leaves fall in the courtyard With my thoughts one thick pile A few words of gossip There is no way it can cool off my passion You appear in every page of my poem Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain The butterfly on the windowsill Is like the beautiful chapters fluttering about in the poem I then write I write I always love you into the end of the poem You are the only understanding I want That which is full of ears of the rice plant Blessed this season And your cheek is like the thoroughly ripe tomato in the field You suddenly say to me The name of the Common Jasmin Orange is very beautiful Yet this moment I only wanted to kiss your stubborn lips Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain Leaves fall in the courtyard With my thoughts one thick pile A few words of gossip There is no way it can cool off my passion You appear in every page of my poem Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain Leaves fall in the courtyard With my thoughts one thick pile A few words of gossip There is no way it can cool off my passion You appear in every page of my poem Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain The butterfly on the windowsill Is like the beautiful chapters fluttering about in the poem I then write I write I always love you into the end of the poem You are the only understanding I want.

KYAAAA....glad u all like it.... @yojichan u can say wat ever u want but dammit....i love the kiss too... it makes one stupid question in my mind...DID THEY HAD DO IT BEFORE??? itz like they r used to it....hahaha...baba chan lead the kiss VERY WELL... but seriously misu s quite mean to shingyouji...maybe thtz hw he show his love... BUT seeing my cute shingyouji sad is heartbreaking..especially at the cafeteria...he seems helding back his tears n runaway...wuuu ToT

Haha oh gosh, here we go... I like this pic cause it shows the bit crazy side of me, I'm holding a cofee cup(as always) and yeah, I think it captured me lol... And then I like this one as well, cause I look kinda.. normal hahaha xD a bit more refined, I guess. I just like it :3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I11uQkrRKXY http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ByIKsPNU0-I&NR=1 (im adopted by two fathers I'm not homosexual LOL I'm bisexual ) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jydx568sSvU&feature=related OMG Lmao ( you can go to subway or burger king LOOOOOOL)

First attempts and experiments at coloring. It's a trial. Seriously frustrating... And so much fun! (*_*) For Aoi. foxy3

Yes I am very guilty of this. I will read a certain BL manga or watch an anime or a BL drama and it's gonna get stuck in my head for weeks and some for YEARS. I was very obsessed with Gravitation thus most of my fanfic plots have been Gravi-centric. And I've been a fan for YEARS already. Then now it's Takumi-kun and I can't stop spazzing over it. I have to intentionally close the tab so I can take a break but I can watch it everyday if I was left on my own. LOL. A usually very clear sign that I'm obsessed with a BL drama/manga/anime is when I start writing stories inspired from it. And not just one story, about 2 or 3 or more in the future. HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!! *kicks self* Or I keep reading the same manga every week. so hopeless. LOL

The Arcade system is ready now! (: Sorry for the lost scores, I was still working on the system. (:

Yeah, I never thought of it before either, until I read a fanfic called "To love a rockstar", it's really good!

I'm really happy with the Arcade, too. It's going to be even more now. Thank you for creating it, Key I'm having some glitches with the controls, though... :8yoyo31:

You're welcome Angel! (: I'm working on the Arcade now to add more games Sorry to hear that! Good luck with your exams!

I don't have favorites, but these are on the top of my list: Leche Flan Oreo Ice Cream Cake rabbit8

Since i cannot eat Lobster so i eat this LOL

Kenta It was a week before I was able to follow up on any of the contacts Isao had given me. Only one turned out to have anything. It was not what I wanted to hear. “Your girl . . . she was paid by a runner. The guy behind it is keeping pretty much to the shadows, but don’t think Ito will be the only one targeted.” The voice over the phone sounded like sheet metal over gravel. Too much booze and cigarettes was my guess. The hacking cough every few sentences kinda gave it away too. “Any fucking idea on why?” “Don’t know and don’t give a shit. Who gives a flying fuck about some dumb ass band anyway? Stupid cock suckers are probably high half the time anyway.” That’s when I decided I didn’t fucking like this shit head, informant or not. The next name on the list found me standing outside a gay bar. I’d never been in one. Wasn’t real fucking thrilled about going into one either. I’m not gay. Er . . . okay so I fucking am. But only with Ryuu. Fucking hell this was stupid. I decided it wasn’t worth it and got back on my bike. “Hey cutie! Aren’t you coming in?” I jerked, tightening my chinstrap too tight and pinching myself. “Fuck.” “Oooh sexy bike for a sexy man.” I turned to see a . . . person walking toward me, hips swaying as long eyelashes batted at me in a way that was a completely fucking disgusting. It took me several long moments to realize I was looking at an escort. A male escort. He smiled at me in a way he probably thought was sexy. Ryuu had him beat hands down and without any of the obvious effort. “Why don’t you come inside with me? I’ll show you a good time.” “If by good time you mean I get to beat the shit out of you for the sheer fucking hell of it, then fine.” His eyes widened and he paled, the lipstick smeared lips trembling slightly. He backed away so fast I thought he was going to fall on that barely covered ass. Teach him to solicit minors. I shook my head and revving the bike took off. I’d look somewhere else for the info I needed. I had other contacts. They might know something. They didn’t but said they’d keep their ears and eyes open. I sighed and closing my phone leaned back against my bike as I looked out at the ships slowly chugging their way toward the docks. I wasn’t getting anywhere and the boys were in danger. Serious danger from the sound of it. Who would target them and why? Maybe I should go back and talk with Isao. He seemed to have the best contacts. I shifted to get more comfortable, the heat from the engine searing through my jeans. As much as I needed the help, I wanted to do this on my own. I wanted to protect Ryuu and the boys. I was their body guard. It was my responsibility. I’d already let Ryuu down so many times. I wanted to get this right. I looked down as my phone started ringing. I raised my eyebrows seeing the number. Why was she calling me? “What?” “You’ve got a problem.” “Like I fucking need another one. What’s going on?” “Obuchi made parole.” I blinked a couple of times. “What?” “You heard me. Keep an eye out. I might be your parole officer but I’d rather not see you get killed. He still talked about you. His parole officer said to warn you after what happened. I don’t know that he’ll do anything, but . . . just be careful Kenta.” I suddenly felt cold, the breeze off the ocean chilling me even with the heat from the bike behind me. “Hai . . . thanks.” “Yeah no prob. Take care of yourself kiddo.” Hanging up I shoved the phone into my pocket and looked out over the water. I couldn’t shake this unsettled feeling like I was falling while still standing still. There was too much going on. I needed time to sit down and think. I just needed some fucking time. Why did he have to get out now? Like I didn’t already have enough going on. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Rame was out of prison.

Kenta I slammed the man to the ground and stepped on his chest. Leaning down I flipped out my knife and laid it against his neck. “What did you say, fucker?” “Nuthin! Nuthin! I’m sorry. We won’t come on your territory again!” Standing back up I tried not to wince as I let him up. I kicked him again just because I was irritated that I’d had to deal with this shit when I hurt all over. He yelped and scrambled away on all fours before bolting for the bay door of the warehouse. The other men were either unconscious or writhing on the ground their soft moans annoying me. “I’m going home if we are done here.” “We are. Get some rest.” Hayate was dragging the unconscious men out of the middle of the floor while Isao was going around and kicking silent the others. I shuddered slightly and turned away at the sound of bone crunching under his boot. He might look like a pansy ass pencil pusher but he was a wicked mean fighter and nearly as ruthless as Daisuike. I’d just got on my bike when my phone rang. I dug it out of my pocket wondering who would be calling me at three in the morning. It wasn’t Ryuu. Just thinking of him sent a little shiver down my spine. “What is it?” “Arakaki?” “Yeah.” “Hey, it’s Ishimura. You still doing that bodyguard thing for that band?” I had to think for a bit as to who this was. He was one of the police officers that sometimes gave Jiro information. Why was he calling me and not Jiro? “Yeah, what’s going on?” “Listen, about what happened at that concert last night. I finished interrogating that girl and apparently someone gave her the water and the pills and paid her to try to get it to Ito.” “What?” I suddenly felt breathless. This wasn’t just a case of a fan being stupid. Something else was going on. “Yeah, she couldn’t give me a description of the guy though she was sure it was a guy. He paid her cash and had the water and pills in a public locker. Anyway I thought you might need to know.” “Yeah . . . thanks.” I hung up feeling numb. Someone was targeting Ryuu? Whoever they were they were as good as dead. No one fucked with my band.

Ryuu I woke slowly from the most wonderful dream only to realize I had the real thing sleeping right beside me. No I didn’t. I sat up looking around the room. Where was Kenta? I didn’t hear the shower going, but I did smell food cooking. I grinned. Kenta was always so considerate. Though I would rather he had stayed in bed with me. Maybe he was a little freaked out after this morning. I shivered running a hand through my hair as I thought of that incredible body and the way he’d sounded. I wanted to do that again and very, very soon. I just hoped he wasn’t too sore. Walking into the bathroom I started the shower. A new towel was lying on the counter. Kenta must have taken a shower when he’d got up. I wished he would have at least woke me up. I was a little anxious as to how he was doing, not just physically, but . . . I sighed. He was probably fine. He was very resilient, unlike me. Nothing ever really seemed to faze him. I took a quick shower and got dressed. I did my hair up in a braid knowing he liked that look on me and headed into the kitchen unable to stop grinning. “Hey Kenta what-Sora?” I looked around but it there was no Kenta, I felt the smile slipping, a cold uneasy feeling starting to build in my stomach. I looked at Sora then at Hasu who was busy frying shrimp. “Hey, why didn’t you guys wake me up?” “Well after last night we though you probably needed your rest. Hasu wanted to come cook you dinner. Was Kenta here?” Sora lowered his voice to ask the question and the coldness seemed to spread in my middle. “He’s not now?” Sora shook his head and the coldness solidified in my chest my heart suddenly hurting. Why would he leave? Had I hurt him that bad? Was he mad at me? For him to just leave after . . . he had to be mad at me. “Ryuu! What happened? Did you guys have a fight?” I blinked a few times realizing more must have shown on my face than I realized. I turned away heading for the recording studio. I needed to think and more importantly I needed to call Kenta. Sora’s hand on my arm stopped me in the hall. “Ryuu . . . what is wrong?” “I think . . . I think I messed up really bad last night.” “Well drinking that-“ “No, after that.” I shook my head hard enough it made me dizzy for a moment. “I-I don’t want to talk about it right now. I need to call him.” “Yeah sure. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.” I quickly hit the speed dial for Kenta’s number. After four rings it went to voicemail. I bit my lip trying to will away the sharp ache that blossomed in my chest. I closed the phone and leaned against the wall behind me. Opening it again I sent a text message. Can you call me please? Shutting the phone again I held it to my chest my head dropping down. I closed my eyes taking a tremulous breath. How could I have been so stupid? Was I really that selfish and self centered? Angrily I wiped at the tear rolling down my cheek. I jumped nearly dropping the phone as it rang. “What’s goin’ on Ryuu?” “Kenta! Where are you?” “Are you crying?” “N-no.” “What the fuck are you crying about?” He sounded slightly out of breath and there were some odd sounds in the background, but I was too worried about whether he was upset with me or not to really take notice. “Nothing . . . you were gone when I woke up and I thought-“ “Hey, can we talk later. I gotta go. Some stupid Fudoka shit head is trying to stab Isao.” I hung up staring at the phone. He’d called me in the middle of a fight? I wasn’t sure if I was happy or appalled. Sinking down to the floor a soft laugh escaped me. Something seemed to unclench in my chest. It didn’t seem like he was upset with me. He wouldn’t have called me back otherwise. If he was with Hayate and Isao fighting the Fudoka, that meant he’d been called to work. It was almost, but not quite a relief. Now I was scared he’d get hurt again. Covering my face with a hand I couldn’t help laughing both at myself and at the situation. After a little bit I got up and went back into the kitchen to see if there was any food left. I would just have to wait to talk to Kenta when he got home. Sora and Hasu were in the living room playing a video game, the tray of food sitting on the coffee table within easy reach. “Why did you guys come over anyway?” Sora looked over and smiled. “Well I wasn’t sure if Kenta was staying and we didn’t want you to be alone . . .” “Oh.” I looked down. For once I actually felt like being alone. The concert seemed like it had been days ago not just last night. I heard Sora say something to Hasu, but I was too lost in my own thoughts. I gasped startled as my arm was grabbed and I was hauled out of the room. Sora shoved me down in the office chair and kicked the door shut behind him. “Ryuu, what is going on? Is Kenta mad at you about what happened at the concert? Did you guys have a fight?” “N-no . . . not exactly no.” I fiddled with my cell phone not looking at him. “Ryuu, I’m not trying to pry into your guy’s relationship but it worries me seeing you depressed.” “I’m not depressed. I just . . . I think I went too far last night?” “Went too far? With what?” I glanced up at Sora for a moment, meeting the soft green eyes. I looked back down and leaning forward set my phone on the desk. “Sora . . . if Hasu said yes would you do it?” “What? What kind of-“ He stopped and I heard the rustle of cloth as he knelt beside my chair. “Ryuu . . . what happened?” “I think I freaked him out Sora. I’m scared to death he’s upset with me.” “This isn’t about the concert is it?” I shook my head, my braid flipping around my shoulders. “Last night was amazing and so romantic. He took me to this secluded beach once I was released from the hospital. I loved riding his motorcycle with him. It was just so nice to be with him, just the two of us. Even if he seems harsh and gruff he’s actually really sweet and caring and sensitive. I love him so much Sora. That’s why I’m scared I messed up when we got home.” Sora was silent for long enough that I finally glanced over at him. He was looking at me with this unreadable expression. “Ryuu,” His voice was soft, but there was a hint of irritation in it. “You have to stop being so hard on yourself. If you did ‘mess up’ then just apologize and move on. Moping about it doesn’t help anything and you know how frustrated he gets when you pout about stuff.” “Yeah but . . . this wasn’t just a small thing . . . I think-I think I might have hurt him.” “Hurt him? How would you have-“ I turned to look at Sora feeling the pain welling up. Sora’s eyes widened his mouth falling open. “Ryuu you . . . he let you . . .” I nodded my eyes dropping down to my lap. If only Kenta had still been in the bed when I’d woke up, I could have made sure he was alright. It had been one of the most intense love making sessions I’d ever had and I had no idea how he felt about it or if he’d really enjoyed it. “Ryuu I doubt you hurt him, you are too gentle.” Sora put a hand on my knee. “I know you too well for that. I know you would have made it as good as humanly possible for him. Just like I would for Hasu . . . if I ever got the chance.” I couldn’t help but smile at the wry sounding statement. Reaching out I patted Sora’s head. Sora could always make me feel better. “Don’t worry Sora. If I was able to finally get my feelings through to Kenta, I know Hasu will realize yours. Just have to give it time. Maybe if you weren’t so ugly.” “Ugly? Who are you kidding? You’re the ugly one of the group!”

I wasn’t, not by any stretch of the imagination, but if I didn’t do this now I never would. “I am.” He smiled and leaning down kissed me slow and deep as his weight settled over me. Hands grasped my hips pulling them up slightly and I resisted the urge to shove him away as I felt his cock slide between my cheeks. The pressure against my hole increased and kept increasing. I heard him murmur something about it being too tight but the pressure didn’t let up. He wasn’t going to hurt me. He wasn’t. He wasn’t. He was. Oh shit! Fuck! I was just getting ready to shove him off me when I felt the head suddenly slip inside the pain flaring then settled into a slight burning sensation. “Ryuu!” Had that high pitched squeak just come out of me? “Shhh, it’s alright. You are just so tight. I thought I had prepped you better than that. I’m sorry. It’ll get better.” I was breathing in short little gasps trying to stay in control. I tensed, unable to stop myself as he started to move forward again. Was it supposed to feel like this? He’d said if it hurt he was doing something wrong and right now it fucking hurt. “Kenta, you’ve got to relax or this will hurt.” He kissed my temple his hand rubbing along my side. “I am going as slow and gentle as I can.” “I-I know.” I did know, but it didn’t stop me from tensing up as he pushed forward. The pain was intensifying again and then suddenly it was like something had been breached and he slid all the way in without any further resistance. The burning sensation was still there but now I also felt oddly filled. “Shhh, shhh Kenta it’s okay, the worst is over. I’m sorry that hurt.” I blinked at him realizing that I’d been whining the whole time. Some fucking baby I was, he’d done this no problem and here I was crying and moaning like a bitch. I could not even begin to imagine how it would have felt to have been forced to do this. Even doing it willingly was difficult. I gasped grabbing his arms as he pulled back. That did not feel right. Instead of sliding out it was a pulling sensation. He came back forward and the pressure eased but as soon as he started to move back it was there and worse. It felt like he was going to pull all my insides out. “Ry-Ryuu.” I managed to open my eyes. He had his closed and this look of pure bliss on his face. I was torn between telling him I wanted to stop and letting him continue. Hopefully he got off soon because this was fucking uncomfortable. After just a few shallow thrusts he started to move a bit faster and started hitting deeper. I was gasping with each thrust and had to let go of his arms to grab the sheets. My whole body was shaking. I’d never felt anything like this before. I’d been literally nearly beat to death and somehow this hurt worse, a different kind of pain. That pain I could handle, this was making me frantic, but I didn’t want to upset Ryuu by asking him to stop. I could endure it. I would endure it. He grabbed my hips tilting them up more and I couldn’t stop the yell as he thrust even deeper, my legs flailing on either side of him. He took one of them and put it over his shoulder. The next thrust something changed, instead of just the pain, a sharp spike of pleasure shot through me making me gasp. “Oh fuck . . .” “That angle better?” Ryuu He nodded, not opening his eyes. I couldn’t believe he was still so tight after being prepped. I’d had a couple of virgin lovers in the past and neither of them had been this tight. I kept my thrusts slow letting him adjust more. He’d stopped that odd whimpering that had me wondering if I should stop. I couldn’t tell if it was in pain or pleasure and he wasn’t saying anything. If I was hurting him that bad surely he would tell me. No . . . no he wouldn’t. I stilled and looked down at him. He was sweating, his lips trembling, chest heaving as he clutched the sheets in a death grip. It was not worth it. I was not going to hurt him anymore. I knew entirely too well what it felt like to have a lover who only cared for their own satisfaction. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I should never have asked him to do this. He slowly opened his eyes and I was startled to see tears in them, my heart leaping into my throat. “Why’d you stop? It was just starting to feel good.” “Are you sure . . . you seemed like you were in pain.” “Fuck yeah, but its better now.” “Kenta! Why didn’t you say something sooner?” He glanced away and mumbled something I didn’t quite catch. “What?” I leaned down and he gasped tensing. “I-I said I didn’t want to ruin it. Fuck! Is it supposed to feel like that?” “Like what? Is it hurting?” I searched his face, concerned that he was in pain. “That one spot, when you hit it-“ He shivered, his muscles clenching down on me, painfully tight. It was worse than a cock ring. None I had got that tight. Spot? Oh, crap I’d totally forgotten to explain about that. I couldn’t help laughing softly and saw his lashes flutter as he opened his eyes again. I eased out and then back in hoping to hit just right for him. I must have because he gasped then moaned. “Fuck. Do that again.” So I did, repeatedly, until he was moaning and writhing under me. I’d never seen him like this, not even when he’d been on top had he been like this. I’d wondered if he’d been holding back and now I knew he had been. He’d wrapped those lithe legs around my waist and I could feel him tremble with each thrust. I had never been so turned on in my life. It wasn’t even the incredibly tight warmth surrounding my length, it was the knowledge that I was finally making Kenta lose control. “Ahh-ahh, Ry-Ryuu.” He was clawing at the sheets almost like he was trying to get away and I knew he had to be close. I slowed down my thrusts and stopped stroking him, wanting to draw out his pleasure, and mine, as long as physically possible. It kind of helped that he was so tight. It was making the pressure build and build but I could tell that it wasn’t going to release soon. He was whimpering softly and I wondered if I could get him to yell like he had at first. He was always so quiet during our love making. The whining pants got louder with each slow thrust, his back arching. I’d never in my life seen anything so gorgeous. From the way dark hair splayed out around his head to the parted lips and flushed skin, his muscles were taunt, each line perfectly defined. Leaning down I captured those delectable lips, his moan vibrating through me. I couldn’t go slowly anymore. My own need was becoming too insistent. My body seemed to act on its own, my thrusts getting harder and speeding up. I had to break the kiss to breathe, Kenta’s panting breaths hot on my neck. He started whining again, such a strange sound to hear from him. The soft cries got steadily louder with each thrust and I suddenly realized he was calling my name. His fingers were wrapped tight around my arms as his head tossed against the pillow. I couldn’t stop yet, I was so close. Reaching down I grabbed his erection giving it several quick strokes and he cried out his whole body convulsing. His legs tightened around me and I felt his muscles clench down just before he came with another loud yell. I gasped and with my own cry followed him over. Even through the blissful haze I could hear him whimpering, his body shuddering. He gave one last little whimper and was suddenly still his body going slack. Breathing hard I looked down at him. I could still feel the slight flutter of his muscles around my softening erection. His eyes were closed and he looked completely relaxed. Leaning down I kissed him, but there was no response. Startled I pulled back. Was he upset with me? I touched his face, but his eyes stayed closed and I realized his breathing was deep and even. Apparently he’d passed out. Laying my head against his I smiled feeling a bit overwhelmed. Now that was unexpected. I never would have imagined I’d have that much of an effect on him. In fact I didn’t remember any of my lovers ever getting to that point. I hadn’t myself either and I hoped he was alright. Easing off of him, I shuddered as I finally slipped free of that tight warmth. I was surprised when I looked down. He’d come so much. It was all over his chest and stomach and some on the sheets too. Smiling to myself I got up to go get a cloth to clean him up. He didn’t stir the whole time and I couldn’t help kissing him. Once we were both clean I slid into the bed next to him and pulled him close. “I love you Arakaki Kenta.”

Ryuu I closed my phone for what felt like the hundredth time. I’d already taken a nice hot bath and gotten dressed for the concert and still they weren’t back. What was Yoshiru up to, taking off with Kenta like that. Looking at the food I’d ordered well over an hour ago, I blew out a frustrated breath. I was too nervous to eat. I jumped up out of the chair hearing the front door open. “We’re back.” Yoshiru grinned widely at me as I tried to peer around him to where Kenta was. Kenta looked positively dejected, not even looking up from the floor, the normally square shoulders slumped. What had happened while they were gone? “Ryuunosuke, can I talk to you in the office for a moment?” I nodded shocked to hear him speak in English. I shut the door behind us and turned to face him. “What is going on?” “English please.” “Why? What does it matter?” “Because I want to keep this conversation private.” I sighed, rolling my eyes. Sora and I did this all the time when we didn’t want people to know what we were talking about. “Fine. What is going on?” “Kenta is malnourished.” “What!” I couldn’t help the gasp. “I just had him at a private clinic to make sure he is clean and free of any STDs and while they were checking that I had them run a few other tests as well. He is low on almost everything.” “Wait . . . you had him checked for sexually transmitted diseases?” I was aghast that my father would go so far. “Of course. You two are intimate and I don’t want you contracting something.” “Yoshiru you can’t just take my boyfriend and make him take those kinds of tests.” No wonder Kenta had looked so depressed. “Think of it as a condition of his employment. He is perfectly clean and physically sound. My only concern is the malnutrition. The doctor said he was surprised that Kenta wasn’t sick more often. He needs more fruit and vegetables in his diet. I expect you to make sure he’s getting them.” Staring at my father I slowly shook my head. “You realize that he already was tested for stds, right?” Yoshiru raised an eyebrow at me. “When you had him in for the broken ribs? They only tested for the most common. I had him tested for everything.” “E-everything?” “Yes and now that that little issue is cleared up I can confidently tell your mother that gay sex is not going to kill you.” I suddenly felt light headed. “Though she is rather disappointed that she won’t be getting any grandchildren.” “I-I better go check on Kenta. He hates doctors.” “Mm yes. I could hear him cussing the doctor all the way out in the waiting room. It was quite amusing.” I didn’t even know what to say to that. Heading out of the office I spotted Kenta in the kitchen. He was leaning against the counter his chin resting on his chest, his arms folded. It was a common posture to find him in when he was upset and thinking about something. I stood there for a moment wondering if he would notice me. Finally I walked up to him, lightly touching his shoulder. He didn’t move. “Hey . . . dad says the tests all came back clean-“ “Don’t give a shit. Ain’t been with nobody in four fucking years, could have told him if he’d fucking asked.” It was kind of cute to see him pouting and I couldn’t help but gather him up into my arms. It was still a shock when he didn’t push me away. He must be pretty upset, it made me feel bad. “Hey it wasn’t that bad was it? At least now you know for sure right?” “They stuck a fucking swab up my cock, you how fucking bad that hurts?” “Yes I’ve had it done, Kenta. It is uncomfortable but necessary.” “Fuck that. You’re the only guy I’ve ever been with and we used a condom both times.” He was getting more upset, his hands coming up to try and push me away. “Shh, it’s fine, it’s over now. I know I’m clean so as long as we are faithful to each other we won’t have to do that again. Right?” That seemed to calm him down, he quit trying to push me away and I heard him sigh, the muscled chest rising and falling slowly against me. I ran my fingers through the loose hair at the base of his neck then tugged the pony tail gently. “Dad is right, this is a good look for you.” “Don’t fucking tease.” There was a soft laugh from behind me and I felt Kenta jerk, but didn’t let him go. “I’ll see you two later. Kenta, take good care of my son.” There was a soft ‘fuck you’ breathed into my shirt and I yanked his pony tail. “Ryuunosuke, don’t forget to call your mother.” “Hai! I won’t! Bye Dad.”

Kenta This was not even fucking funny. I’d finally managed to get out of the bed after Ryuu had literally tried everything from holding me down to pouting. It wasn’t going to work right now. I wasn’t about to let him ruin his career over something as fucking stupid as me. I was glad I’d thought to take a shower before I woke him up or I’d never have been able to get ready. He was still pouting when I finished making breakfast. Curled up on the couch in front of the giant flat screen, he wouldn’t look at me. The news was on and I was getting sick of hearing the comments about the two of us. There was all kinds of speculation as to what was actually going on in the pictures. One woman saying that it looked like Ryuu was forcing himself on me. I almost snorted at that, as if he could. Sighing, I set the tray on the coffee table and grabbing the remote turned the TV off. “Ryuu , we need to talk about this.” He looked up at me and after a moment leaned forward and jerked the remote out of my hand. “I know how to handle this Kenta. I already talked to Nakamara. I was supposed to do a radio show tomorrow anyway, so we are just going to keep that scheduled. Honestly you are making too big a deal of it. I stepped back pointing at the screen. “How fucking long do you think it will take before they find out who I am?” “You are my bodyguard Kenta, everyone knows that.” The scornful look he tossed my way sent a chill through me, a cold weight settling in my gut. I’d seen that look so often in my life I’d thought I was immune to it, but apparently not from Ryuu. “It’s not that hard to find out who you are. Stop freaking out on me.” “So fucking sorry if I don’t fucking like having my fucking picture all over the fucking news.” “Kenta.” I was surprised at the sharp tone, his eyes more like granite than the soft grey I was used too. “Shut up.” I blinked at him. Why didn’t he get how big a deal this was? I didn’t want to be the one responsible for ruining his career. I also really did not like having pictures of me making out with him being shown on the fucking news. Without saying anything else I turned on my heel, walking back into the kitchen to start cleaning it. I needed something to do with my hands, something to distract me from this whole fucking situation. Fuck him once and now he thinks he can just fucking act like . . . shit . . . he is my boss. Shit. Now I was mad at myself. What the fuck was I doing? Throwing the pan into the sink I stared down at the soapy water. My brain was stuck on last night. I didn’t want it to be a onetime thing. I’d never thought sex could be that . . . satisfying. There had never been any meaning behind it before. Never been anything other than a quick fuck on both sides just for something to do. Both times come to think of it. I’d just done it because it seemed like what I was supposed to do. Neither girl had wanted anything to do with me once I got out of juvie though. Then again juvie had went and totally fucked with my head. Juvie didn’t count. Nothing that happened in juvie counted. Then joining the yakuza and working nights meant meeting girls got a lot fucking harder and if I was honest with myself I never fucking cared. Reiko was the only girl I’d ever met that I honestly liked and I wasn’t the least bit attracted to her. I knew that meeting Ryuu was the best fucking thing that had ever happened to me. Even if it had never gone any further than him being my boss, this job had probably saved my life. Sighing, I slowly started cleaning the pan. Last night had been so good so why was it all going to shit now? I didn’t want to fight with him about this. It felt totally different than any other fights we’d been in and I didn’t like this odd feeling it gave me. This slightly lost, unsure feeling was not something I was used to. I should be used to him being pissed at me, so why did it hurt that he was being like this. It shouldn’t fucking hurt. Taking a deep breath I realized it was me. I was the one pressing the issue. He wasn’t concerned in the least and I was freaking out. Hanging my head I gripped the counter. This relationship stuff was fucking hard. I wasn’t used to having anyone else to worry about, not like this. I jumped, startled as arms wrapped around my waist pulling me back flush against him. A chin rested on my shoulder. “I’m sorry. You just don’t understand, Kenta. I’ve grown up being constantly watched and talked about. I can’t even go shopping without something being mentioned in the tabloids.” He paused and there was a soft sigh, his breath hot on my ear. “I didn’t mean to dismiss your feelings about it, though.”

Ryuu I could barely keep from pouncing Kenta on the ride home. I was dying to know what he had planned but he was his usual quiet, imperturbable self. Though it was cute to see him touch his neck every so often where I’d given him that hickey. I loved being able to break down that stern façade and make him go crazy. Speaking of . . . sliding my hand up his leg I leaned over against him. He twitched slightly and didn’t look at me. I couldn’t help but smile. “What are you thinking about?” Dark eyes flicked toward me then away. “Nuthin.” I didn’t believe that for a second. It irritated me that people just assumed Kenta was stupid because of the way he talked. Shaking off that thought, I reached up to brush his hair back from his face. I loved the way his hair would feather around his face, almost making him look boyish. He looked a lot softer than he really was. It had caught quite a few people off guard. That and his glare could eat through concrete. He must practice or something. Kenta had the ‘I’ll fuck you up so bad you’ll wish I killed you’ look. Which was kind of funny considering the man was pretty enough to put most idols to shame. I couldn’t help staring at him. I still remembered the first time I’d seen him. Really seen him. I’d seen him at Hayate’s bar before then, but I’d been too focused on Akira at the time. Akira had asked me and Sora to come to the hospital to visit a friend who was a fan. I’d jumped at the chance. I loved meeting fans. Though not quite the way I’d done it tonight. Thankfully that girl hadn’t been hurt when I’d fallen on her. She’d seemed more delighted than anything. I hadn’t known that the friend Akira was talking about was Kenta. He’d been assaulted and beaten unconscious by a group of boys with pipes. His injuries had been pretty severe, though I hadn’t been aware of it at the time. I don’t think I could ever forget seeing him sitting up in the bed. He’d been heavily bandaged, but it had still been easy to see that he was exceptionally good looking. His eyes had been the first thing to enthrall me. I’d never met anyone with eyes so deep that they pulled you in and held you captivated. There had been pain there, but also a determination that was unlike anything I’d ever seen. Akira had explained what had happened and I’d been shocked that anyone would go that far to help a friend. He’d been teaching Reiko to defend herself and had run into the very boys who had been harassing her. Six on one is never good odds, even with someone as skilled as Kenta. He didn’t know a formal style like Hasu, but he had years of street experience on his side. He’d been so happy to meet us and I had ended up staying after everyone left. We’d talked for hours. Well, I’d talked as he laid there listening, those inscrutable dark eyes never looking away. Before I’d left I’d asked if it would be alright if I came back the next day. That had been the first time I had ever seen him smile. Looking at him now, knowing him as well as I did, I knew it had to have been meant for us to meet. I needed him. Needed his calming quiet presence just like he needed me to see past the tough exterior to what he really was. I followed him out of the limo, keeping close to him. He had a hand on my elbow which was normal, but for some reason it felt different. The way his fingers curled around the inside of my arm, his grip firm yet gentle, was sending tingles racing over my skin. How could a simple touch do this to me? Naoki had never made me feel this way even when we’d first got together. I’d never had this nearly breathless anticipation, the sensation that I was jumping out of my own skin. I wasn’t going to hold back once we got to the apartment. I wanted him like I’d never wanted anyone in my life. Wanted to lose myself utterly and completely to this man I’d fallen for.

Ryuu I was beginning to wonder how long it had been since Kenta had been with anyone. He barely lasted two minutes, not near enough time for me to really start enjoying myself. I’d been hoping that with the all the medication he could have gone longer, but apparently not. I gave him a kiss before getting up enjoying the way he responded. My hand was all sticky now and I needed to clean him up too. By the time I got back from the bathroom with a wet cloth he was sound asleep. Well, that had been part of the plan too. At least he was laying in the bed and I didn’t have to try and move him. After cleaning him up, I carefully moved his legs so that he wasn’t hanging over the side of the bed anymore. Pulling back the covers was a bit more of a challenge. Making sure that there was a bottle of water and his next dose of medication on the night stand I slipped off the boxers and crawled into bed. If he thought I was going to sleep in them he needed to think again. I hadn’t even worn clothes when Reiko had stayed over. I definitely was not going to start now, besides that I walked around nude all the time. It was my house, why not? Snuggling up to him I couldn’t help but run my fingers over the soft planes of his chest and stomach. He was so defined and sleek, in fact our body types were very similar. I’d peeked at his chart at the clinic and had been pleasantly surprised that we were within four pounds of being the same weight. Naoki had outweighed me by a good fifty pounds and had used it too. I shook my head. Why the hell would I think about him when I had this gorgeous man lying beside me? I sighed, smiling to myself. Even if he was hurt and in a bad mood I still liked being around him. Just being close to him made me happy. *** “Kenta?” “Hmm?” “Can we go out for dinner tonight?” I looked over at him from where I was laying on my stomach on the couch. He was in the kitchen getting us drinks. We’d been watching movies since he couldn’t really do much else. Though he was starting to get really irritated when I tried to do anything for him. I guess a week of being waited on hand a foot was enough for him. It was cute that it made him uncomfortable, made me want to do it more. “Maybe a movie too. It’ll be a date!” “No.” I rolled my eyes and turned over so I could look at him. “Why not?” “Call Sora if you want to go out.” “He’s helping his grandpa.” “Then call Akira.” “He’s with Reiko.” “Hasu?” “I was wanting to do something with someone my age.” “He’s not that much younger.” Kenta handed me my drink. “He’s sixteen Kenta, he’s a little kid.” “Oh and you are soo fucking much older.” I gave him a look. “Mouth.” “Fu- . . . shi- . . . Ryuu! What the hell! I can’t believe I agreed to this.” “You didn’t, remember. My house my rules.” “Jerk.” “Pay me.” I grinned at him. It was one of my best ideas ever. I got Kenta to quit cussing every other word or he had to kiss me every time he slipped up. Grumbling under his breath he leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. I wasn’t going to make him do it anywhere else but here at the apartment, but hopefully he would start to learn better ways to express himself. “Now about tonight. I was thinking we could go see that new science fiction movie.” “Oh! The one about the space ninja?” “Um, yeah kind of, he’s an assassin who has special mental powers.” “Yeah I remember seeing the preview. The special effects looked pretty good.” “So what do you say to dinner and a movie? You’ve been stuck in the house all week. I thought you’d be more than ready to get out.” He glanced over at me and I felt my heart skip a beat at the sultry look. “I like being here.” My breath seemed to catch in my throat for a moment. He really did like being here, with me? I started to lean toward him, not even realizing I was doing so, but he was still talking. “Your place is a lot bigger than mine. I would have had to fight someone for the bathroom every morning and trying to get laundry done is a bitch anyway. Shit.” I couldn’t help busting out laughing at the look on his face when he realized he’d messed up twice in a row. “You and your stupid rules!” “You like it and you know it.” “Maybe.” Kenta The movie actually turned out to be a lot better than I thought it was going to be. Instead of just a typical action flick there was a bit of a message to it and the ending could be taken a few different ways. I kept Ryuu close beside me as we left the theater. Even though he was wearing a hat and large coat, I didn’t want to risk someone recognizing him. “Where to now?” “Dinner sounds good. What do you feel like?” That smile really could be trouble. A whole fucking lot of trouble-I caught myself and realized he had me censoring myself even in my own thoughts. Bastard. I should be able to talk however I wanted. Though he said I was too smart and could find other ways to express myself. No one had ever accused me of being smart. Lazy, stupid, mean, violent, but not smart. It kind of made me wonder if he was just saying it to get on my good side. I thought for a moment. I knew Ryuu liked foreign food, but I was kind of needing something familiar after staying with him all week. “Okonomiyaki sounds good.” “Oh! I haven’t had that in ages! That does sound good. I know a really good place we can go.” He was already dragging me outside. Dinner turned into a three hour event. He was concentrating so hard as he slid the spatula’s under the batter to try and flip the cakes over without them falling apart. For the third time in a row food splattered everywhere. “Shit Ryuu.” “I know! I know! I haven’t done this in so long!” I could tell he was getting frustrated. Getting up, I stood just behind him and taking his hand with the spatula in it slid it under the remaining cake and with a quick twist of his wrist flipped it over. “Ah! I did it!” He leaned back into me, his eyes sliding up to meet mine. “Thank you.” Nodding I sat back down across from him. “Tired of seeing food get wasted.” He actually blushed at that. Holy hell. I had never once seen Ryuu blush. For any reason. Nothing ever seemed to embarrass the man. Hell he walked around naked in front of everyone like it was the most natural thing in the world. He kissed complete strangers and laughed about it. So why had my comment embarrassed him? “Sorry.” His cheeks were still pink, his eyes on the food as it cooked. God it made me want to kiss him and see what else I could do to make him blush like that. I cleared my throat trying to get my mind on other things. “Its fine. Just takes practice. We’ll take the other’s home. Hasu will eat them no matter how bad they look.” That got a laugh out of him. “He doesn’t like ketchup though.” “Mayonnaise. He eats it straight out of the jar.” “Ew. Is that where it all goes?” “Yeah, caught him doing it the last time he was over.” “That is so gross! I’ll make sure to get extra then.” “You mean I’ll make sure to get extra.” “Well, I’ll put it on the list for you when you get ready to go shopping.” He grinned at me. “There are a few other things I think I might have you get too. Oh this is good! The squid is excellent with it.” ***

Kenta “Get up. “ The deep rumble startled me awake but it was the fist in my hair that had me on my feet. Oh fuck! Fuck! When had Jiro got here? I had a quick glance at Ryuu asleep on the bed before I was hauled out of the room. I stumbled trying to keep my feet, my hair getting yanked in the process. “Fuck! Let go Jiro!” He didn’t say anything and didn’t let go either. Shit. My stomach suddenly felt like it was trying to crawl out my throat. A pissed off Jiro was the last thing I needed right now. There was a sharp stabbing pain in my side to match the searing pain in my head. He threw me down in the living room and I narrowly missed bashing my head into the coffee table. Scrambling around I got to my feet only to have him backhand me hard enough to send me right back to the floor. I stayed there. There was no rage in his eyes, just a dead calm. I was in some seriously deep shit if that was the case. I looked over realizing Hayate was standing by the front door. He had a busted lip and was trying to stop his nose from bleeding. He glanced at me then looked away. My attention snapped back to Jiro as he spoke. “I am very disappointed in the two of you. Nakamara wants you fired Kenta. Fired and demoted.” I flinched. It was the least I deserved. “I should. I should demote you back down to the most junior rank and let you work your way back up. I really thought better of you Kenta. I didn’t think you would shirk your responsibilities like this. What would have happened if someone had recognized Ryuu? He could have been kidnapped . . . or killed. His parents pay us the protection money for a reason. He’s not just some ditzy singer; he’s the son of Ito Yoshiru and Kaori. The Ito name alone is worth billions of yen. He’s a target for extortionists and paparazzi. What happened last night would have made national news if he’d been recognized. You just better thank whatever god happened to be watching out for him last night that didn’t happen.” I shrank down as he came to stand over me. I knew all this, why was he telling me again? I knew who Ryuu was. Though it was easy to forget when I was with him all the time. “Jiro I-“ “Did I give you permission to speak?” I yelped as the fist slammed into the side of my head knocking me flat. Shit but he hit hard. My ears were ringing. I couldn’t remember Jiro ever being this mad at me. He’d never hit me before. I knew it happened occasionally when the other guys fucked up, but I’d never planned on being one of them. It was getting harder to breathe, the pain radiating around from my side. I’d probably fucked up my ribs again carrying Ryuu last night. Getting hit didn’t help either. “Hayate go get the car, we are leaving. I’ve already got Teito headed over to keep an eye on Ryuu.” The pain was forgotten as I looked up at Jiro. I struggled to get up, using the coffee table as support. “No, I’ll stay. He . . . he needs me.” “He needed you yesterday. No, it’s too late Kenta. You lost your chance. Get up, we are leaving.” He didn’t give me a choice, roughly hauling me to my feet. I swayed for a second, dizzy. The side of my face was numb and throbbing, my ribs aching, but it was the sick hollow feeling eating away at me that was causing the most pain. Jiro was right. I’d lost my chance. Ryuu had been the best thing to ever happen to me and I’d treated him like shit. I’d lied to myself, to him, thinking that it would be best for both of us. Why was I so fucking stupid? Then it hit me. I was scared. Fucking scared shitless. Why would someone like Ryuu want anything to do with someone like me? But even more than that, I was scared of what would happen if it was found out. The media would rip him to shreds for dating an ex con yakuza member, never mind another guy. I couldn’t let that happen. He meant too much to me. “No. I am staying here.” “I don’t want you here.” I turned to see Sora standing in the hall. “I want you to leave. You’ve done enough damage.” I shook my head, wincing. “No, I am staying. I’ll find a way to-“ “I said no.” It only took Sora two long strides to reach me and the next thing I knew I was on the floor by the couch. Holy fuck! I did not need this right now. “Wait! Sora stop!” Hayate was trying to stop him as I used the couch to try and get back up. Maybe I should just stay on the floor. “You don’t understand.” Hayate almost landed on me as Sora shoved him out of the way. “I understand perfectly fine. He’s happy to use Ryuu to get what he wants, just like all those posers and fakes who only want to be his friend because of who he is. I told you if you hurt him, I’d make you regret it.” I was too slow to get out of the way as Sora reached down and yanked me up. He didn’t understand. I already regretted it. “No that’s not-fuck!” I tried to block him but I was in too much pain. He hit as hard as or harder than Jiro and he wasn’t stopping. Hayate finally managed to pry him off me. I ended up half laying on the couch. The only thing I could think was that Ryuu was going to be upset that I was getting blood on the pretty white fabric. I didn’t blame Sora for being mad at me. I was mad at myself, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it now. With a shaking hand I wiped the blood off my chin. I went to push myself up and felt something in my chest give. My vision went dark for a moment as agony ripped through me. I wasn’t sure if I could get up. “Fuck! Kenta are you alright? Sora! You didn’t have to go that far!” Hayate was yelling. “He’s the one that went too far! Making Ryuu think he was interested in him. Leading him on-“ “Enough.” Jiro voice cut through the yelling and I felt a firm hand on my upper arm. It took all myself control not to sob with pain as he pulled me up. “I think your point has been made Sora. You won’t have to worry about Kenta. He won’t be back.” “No, Jiro, no you can’t have someone else watch him.” I tried to shake off Jiro’s hand. I was almost sick with pain, but I couldn’t let them. No one knew Ryuu like I did. Could handle his tantrums, could calm him down when he’d get upset. “Teito doesn’t understand him.” “Oh and you do?” I looked over at Sora and realized my right eye must be swelling shut. I couldn’t really see him. “Yes. I do. I know I fucked up, but just give me another chance.” I tilted my head so I could look up at Jiro. “Please. Please let me stay.” *** Sora glared at me every time he walked into the room. Ryuu had been sleeping for the last couple of hours and it was nearing nine in the evening. Sora was still upset with me. He’d barely let me help when Ryuu had woke earlier to eat and use the bathroom. Not that I was a whole lot of help. I’d wrapped my ribs back up and taken some pain meds, but the dull ache was still there. “Why did you even bother staying?” I didn’t lift my head from where it was resting on my arm. What was I supposed to fucking say? Keeping my eyes on the sleeping man only a few inches from me I knew why I’d stayed. I’d sit here all night watching him again if I had to. “Sora . . . haven’t you considered what would happen if-if the media found out. About me, I mean. If we . . . were together I know it would always have to be a secret. Not just because we are both guys, but . . . I have a criminal record and not just something silly like shoplifting. I went to juvie for assault and battery when I was fourteen. I’m yakuza now. How would that look to the media. I want him to be happy, Sora and I just don’t think he would really be happy with me.”

Kenta I flipped open my phone, trying to juggle it and the box of paperwork Isao had given me to archive. Crazy ass pencil pusher needed to get an assistant and quit asking me to do this shit. “Hey-“ “Kenta? It’s Sora. Have you heard from Ryuu?” Letting the box down I straightened, frowning. “No, not for a few days. Why?” “He’s not answering his phone and I just tried to go check on him and he wasn’t at the apartment.” “When did you see him last?” “Yesterday afternoon. The doorman said he left sometime last night . . . Kenta he never came home.” I nearly dropped the phone. “Wh-what? Ryuu doesn’t just go out, not like that. Fuck.” “Yeah I know. It’s got me really worried. He was acting strange yesterday and honestly I think he was getting sick.” “Ryuu is never sick.” “Yeah I know, so he probably didn’t even realize it. Kenta, you need to find him.” “Yeah.” I felt like someone had taken my guts and twisted them inside out. “Yeah, I’ll uh . . . I’ll call you.” “Thanks Kenta.” I hung up and leaned against the wall behind me. Shaking myself, I took a breath. Where would Ryuu go if he wasn’t feeling good? Shoving off the wall I headed to the front of the office. Isao was at the computer tapping away at that infernal keyboard. “Iesada, I got a problem.” He looked at me over the rim of his glasses. “You are a problem Arakaki. What’s wrong this time?” “Ryuu is missing.” “Oh shit, that is a problem. Aren’t you supposed to be his bodyguard?” “Don’t fucking rub it in! You’ve had me here doing shit for the past two weeks.” “You could have said something.” “Like you’d fucking listen.” He sighed. “You are right. I try my level best to ignore your idiocy at all times. You need help finding him?” “Yeah.” I felt like punching the mouthy shithead but Hayate would kill me. “Give me thirty minutes.” “Okay.” It took fifteen. “One of the guys spotted him about three hours ago at a net café over on the lower south side. He’s not come out yet. Here is the address.” “Awesome!” I snatched up the paper, thanking him on my way out. He might be a mouthy son of a bitch, but he got stuff done. *** The net café was a nice one. All the cubicles looked full. Going to the little food bar I asked the girl making drinks if she’d seen Ryuu. “Oh, how could I forget a hottie like that? Yeah. He’s in A3, but you aren’t supposed to bother-“ I turned and walked off. I had the information I needed. The door was shut, but there was no sound coming from the other side. I went to knock on it and paused suddenly feeling nervous. I hadn’t talked to him in days and hadn’t seen him for even longer. Things had been fucking awkward ever since the day at Jiro’s. He hadn’t even been calling as often as he normally did. I just figured he was pissed at me. Who wouldn’t be? I fucking thrown him across a room then turned him down when he’d asked me out. So now, I wasn’t really sure what to expect. Sliding the door open I scrambled to catch him as he fell backward. “Fuck! Ryuu!” Kneeling down I tried to prop him up. He was sweating like crazy, his shirt soaked and he felt entirely too hot to the touch. Glazed eyes slowly focused on me as he struggled weakly to get up. “Oh hi.” “Ryuu . . . fuck. You are sick. Why the hell aren’t you at home?” “It’s lonely.” It couldn’t possibly have hurt worse if he’d taken a dull knife and stabbed it right through me. If I’d been doing what I was supposed to, doing my fucking job, he wouldn’t be here like this, wouldn’t have been wandering around sick all night. I’d put him in danger by not being there. I was a fucking failure. Not anymore. Not fucking again. Shifting around, I scooped him up. He was lighter. Why the fuck was he lighter? “Excuse me sir?” I looked up to see the lady from earlier looking worried. “Is there something I can help you with.” “Yeah, call me a cab.” She nodded, her eyes never leaving Ryuu. “Right away sir.” I held him against me, feeling him shake every so often. Fuck. I had to get him to a clinic. Nakamara was going to have my balls. Worse than that, he was going to fire me. Setting Ryuu down, I took my jacket off and wrapped it around him before picking him up again. I gasped as there was a sudden sharp pain in my side. Shaking it off, I walked toward the front keeping a tight hold on Ryuu. The cab was just pulling up. I nodded to the girl as she held the door open for me. Ryuu was saying something, but with his face buried against my neck I couldn’t make out what it was. I was starting to sweat just from carrying him he was so hot to the touch. It was scaring me. If his fever was too high it could get dangerous. The ride to the clinic was tense. I played with my phone, dialing Nakamara then shutting it. I finally decided to call Sora. Someone needed to know I’d found him. Sora picked up on the second ring and I could hear a video game going in the background. “Kenta? Turn that down will you, Hasu? Did you find him? Is he alright? Where was he?” “Um. He was at a net café. We are on our way to a clinic. He’s um-he’s really sick.” “Which clinic?” I told him wondering how soon I’d know if I’d lost my job or not. I hadn’t told Nakamara about having Hayate do my job. I’d just thought that giving Ryuu some space would be better. I was lying to myself. I knew I was. Fucking lying. I just couldn’t handle being around him every day. When I was around him all I could think about was . . . things I shouldn’t be thinking about. His safety was my priority. Nothing else. Reaching over I smoothed the sweat soaked hair back from his face. “I’m sorry Ryuu.” Ryuu Light woke me. It was too bright to sleep any longer. I slowly opened my eyes almost dreading what I would see. I had heard voices several times when I’d wake just enough to have someone give me some water. After the second time that had happened, I’d realized I was very sick. It was scary. My body wouldn’t move and for a while I’d nearly panicked trying to get up. Nothing had made sense at that point. The only thing that came through clearly was Kenta’s voice. Knowing that he was there meant I didn’t have to worry. I’d actually slept after that. I wondered if it was morning. The clock said it was two, must be afternoon. Turning my head the other way I blinked seeing Kenta half laying on the bed, one arm stretched out toward me. My heart sped up. How long had he been there? Why was he here? I slowly reached over, running my fingers through the dark strands. Now that I was awake I could remember hearing his voice the whole time since he’d first found me at the net café. I wasn’t really sure how I’d gotten there, that part was kind of a blur. I’d just known that something didn’t feel right. I’d thought that maybe going out would help. Apparently not. He stirred slightly under my fingers and I froze. Would he be mad at me for touching him? I just didn’t know what to do anymore. He was so confusing. Taking my hand out of his hair I laid my head back turning to look out the window again. I should just give up. I wasn’t willing to lose his friendship over this. I could deal with not being closer. I would deal with it. Closing my eyes, I bit down on the urge to cry. I wasn’t going to. He’d just get on to me for it anyway. I nearly jumped feeling warm fingers suddenly surrounding mine. I turned my head, only to smile weakly seeing Sora standing next to the bed. Kenta was still sound asleep. “Hey.” “Hey.” “You look like shit.” “You look like a walking mop, a dirty one.” Sora just chuckled and shook his head, keeping his voice down. “You gave us quite a scare yesterday, Ito.” “Sorry. I knew something didn’t feel right and thought going out would help.” “Why didn’t you call me?” “Because I always call you. It’s not fair to you Sora.” “Bullshit. You could have called this idiot.” Sora glanced down at Kenta. I shook my head. “No, he . . . just no.” “He stayed up all night with you last night. He must have passed out just a few minutes ago. I was just in here thirty minutes ago and he was still awake.” I shifted around to sit up, leaning against the headboard. “Well, it’s his job isn’t it?” Even I heard the bite in my voice and I suddenly felt bad. “Yeah . . . about that. I think Nakamara is going to fire him.” I jerked around to face Sora. “What! No! No, he can’t! I won’t allow it! I-it was my fault. I . . . was too pushy.” A dry laugh escaped me and I dropped my head, plucking at the covers. “If anything he could sue me for sexual harassment.” “I don’t think he would do that Ryuu.” At Sora’s gentle tone I looked up. “He really does like you Ryuu. We . . . talked for a bit last night at the clinic. He’s terrified of getting fired, but he’s more scared of messing things up for you.” I stared at Sora trying to process that information. Kenta and scared didn’t go in the same sentence. I looked back down at the dark head. It was just like Kenta to think of someone else before himself. I just wished he would let me back in. I’d been shoved back outside that barrier and it seemed higher than ever. “I don’t know Sora.” “Just . . . don’t give up Ryuu. If you can’t win, where will I be?” “Jacking off to those photos you sneak when he’s not looking.” Sora’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “If you weren’t sick I’d . . . sometimes I don’t even know why I bother.” “Cause you love me!” I grinned at him as I shifted back down under the covers and rolled over onto my side. I was feeling sleepy again. I curled up around Kenta laying a hand on his. “Besides, it’s what I do. So I know you’d do it too.” “Oh my god, Ryuu . . . you are just . . . never mind. Go back to sleep for a bit. I’ll bring you something to eat here after while.” “Sora.” I waited till he’d turned back around. “Thanks and . . . I will keep trying.”

Ryuu I woke up to the sound of running water and the realization that it had to be Kenta sent my pulse racing. I hadn’t expected him to stay. Not really. I’d been a lot more buzzed last night than I’d realized and hoped he wasn’t upset with me. Only one way to find out, I grinned to myself as I slid out of the bed. He hadn’t totally pushed me away last night and he’d seemed less drunk than I was. Opening the door to the bathroom I shivered thinking about the feel of his lips and the way he’d tasted. I would have done anything to have kept him from leaving last night, and waking up knowing he was there gave me a secure content feeling I hadn’t had in a very long time. I wanted to show my appreciation and more importantly I wanted to get my hands on him again. The surprised look on his face was entirely worth it and I grinned at him. His hair looked even darker when it was wet and I would have given anything to have a picture of his face right then. The dark eyes were wide, generous lips parted in surprise as he stared at me. He blinked a couple of times as if not sure of what he was seeing. It was amusing to see him confused and unsure when he was usually so hard to read. “What the hell are you doing Ryuu?” He growled turning back around. It was nearly impossible to resist the urge to lean down and kiss his neck and shoulder. Whipcord muscle under pale smooth skin didn’t hide the sharp angles and lines of his shoulder and hips. Without his clothes he seemed smaller, less imposing but even more beautiful than I’d imagined. “Taking a shower.” He mumbled something I couldn’t hear as I reached for the soap and a bath sponge. I really wanted to run my fingers along the broad shoulders and down the muscular back. Stepping forward I ran the sponge down his spine watching the trail the soap bubbles made. “Ryuu.” There was a slight warning tone to his voice and I paused suddenly unsure. “What?” I tried to sound innocent and unconcerned. “Go out.” I sighed. I’d expected him to say that. “It’s my shower.” I could practically hear him roll his eyes. “You really are a fucking handful you know that.” I smirked and stepping closer slid my arms around his waist letting my fingers slip over the water slicked skin of his stomach. “Well, I know you probably are a handful too.” I gasped suddenly finding myself pinned to the side of the shower, Kenta’s hands tight around my wrists as he held them to either side of my head. I struggled to catch my breath, my heart feeling like it was going to explode out of my chest. Dark, unreadable eyes bored into me so intently I finally had to look away. Was he mad? Maybe I was being too forward. “Don’t be such a fucking tease, Ryuu.” I raised my head to look at him. All I could see was dripping wet strands of ebony hair. His voice was soft, his fingers tightening for just a moment. “Just don’t.” “Kenta . . .” When he wouldn’t look at me, finally letting me go, I reached forward taking his face in my hands. Forcing him to look at me I smiled. “I’m not teasing.” Leaning forward I kissed him, letting my fingers slide up into the dark locks. He went rigid for a moment and I thought he was going to shove me back. He wasn’t really responding to the kiss, just standing there, but it was more than I’d hoped for. He hadn’t really kissed me back last night either. I slowly pulled back after a moment and looked down into those gorgeous dark eyes. It bothered me to see the almost pained look in them. Was he bothered that much by my kissing him? True not everyone liked it when I kissed them. Akira tended to hit me. But for him to look hurt that I’d done it made me pause, I knew I could sometimes be too forward. “I’m not teasing you Kenta. I wasn’t last night and I’m not now either. I like you a lot more than you seem to think.” I let him go as he pulled back. Frustration and hurt welled up in me as he turned away. Reiko must be right. Now I’d probably alienated him. He obviously didn’t like me kissing or even touching him. Why did I have to be so stupid? Why couldn’t I be happy just being friends with him? “I . . . I’m sorry. I’ll let you finish your shower.” I started to get out and looked back, feeling those strong fingers grasp my wrist. “You really are a fucking tease you know that.” His voice was a low growl that sent a shiver down my spine. I was bewildered and a little nervous as he suddenly grabbed me around the waist, pulling me back into the shower. Was he going to hit me? I gasped as he shoved me against the wall of the shower, his lips suddenly attacking mine. I couldn’t form a coherent thought. Nothing was making sense. I’d thought he was upset with me, but the way he was kissing me was simply, utterly amazing. He was aggressive yet hesitant, almost as if he was unsure of what he was doing. It was making my whole body feel like it was on fire, the water suddenly seeming cold where it was hitting me. I couldn’t stop the moan building in my chest. It had been so long since anyone had kissed me, really kissed me with a fervor that I could feel all the way to my toes. Running my hands down the muscular stomach to his hips, I pulled him closer so that he was pressed against me, shuddering as soft skin caressed mine. There was a hot ache in my chest, completely separate from the other heat that was spreading. Did he really want me? Did I dare hope . . . “Kenta-“ I couldn’t keep the emotion out of my voice as he finally pulled back so we could both catch our breath. He gave me one of those heartbreaking beautiful smiles that seemed to melt my insides quicker than anything. I blinked, and let my head drop feeling tears already on my cheeks. “I thought-“ “Shh.” Warm slightly rough fingers wiped at the tears as he tilted my head back up. “Am I that bad a kisser?” I choked out a laugh. “No! No that’s not it all. I just . . . thought you were mad at me.” He shook his head the smile still there, “You are one silly idiot. I wasn’t ever mad. Just confused as hell.” “Oh . . . why?” He sighed and pulled me into a hug kissing my neck and shoulder. “You have no idea do you? Not a fucking clue.” “Umm . . . no.” I would do anything I could to stay like this as long as possible. To feel his arms wrapped around me, his pulse against my skin, that silken voice in my ear. He chuckled, the sound vibrating through me and I couldn’t stop the small whine as he started sucking on my neck. I was shaking, but I couldn’t help it, the rush of sensations overwhelming. “Fuck.” The expletive was softly breathed against my neck. “You drive me fucking crazy, Ryuu. Why do you have to be so goddamn fucking sexy?” “Umm . . . sorry?” I stumbled as he shoved me back. “This is all fucked up.” “No! Wait! Kenta, please. What’s wrong?” I looked at him desperate for an explanation. He couldn’t kiss me like that and say those things only to shove me away the next moment.

Kenta “No more questions please.” I moved the reporter back, not bothering to be gentle about it. They were supposed to have left him alone after the press conference but everyone wanted to know about Akira. “It’s alright Kenta.” Ryuu’s soft voice was suddenly in my ear. “I’ve got this.” I nodded slowly and stepped back slightly so he could get around me. I kept within arms reach glaring at any of the leeches that got to close. I recognized a few of the regulars, they did me too. I got a few glares back but most were too interested in what Ryuu was saying. “Akira is doing just fine and is resting after filming our new PV. His health has improved and we expect to be able to do another tour in a few months along with the release of the PV.” Ryuu ignored any questions that asked what exactly was wrong with Akira. The official stance was fatigue, but the rumors were flying like they always did. Ryuu handled it all very well and after answering a couple more questions stepped back, my signal that he was done. Waving off the reporters, I led Ryuu back down the hall to the side stairs. I always had at least three routes we could take. His phone was already going off, the sound echoing in the stairwell. “Hey Tatsuya! Yeah. You got it set up? Awesome! I’ll see you then.” Ryuu hummed as I heard the phone snap shut. If Tatsuya was coming over that probably meant I was going to be free for the evening, for some reason that thought didn’t sit too well. I’d actually been looking forward to spending my one night off with him. As if I wasn’t around him enough as it was. Maybe I’m just a glutton for punishment. “Oh, you have to stay for dinner tonight Kenta. Haru and Tatsuya are coming over.” “Huh?” I looked back at him, nearly missing a step. “Tatsuya and I have been planning it for a while now, but with everything it kind of got pushed back.” “Okay . . . well I don’t see why I can’t.” I opened the door for him glancing around to make sure no one was waiting outside. “Cool.” He grinned at me as he slipped by, his fingers running through my hair. “You should let me do your hair.” “Like hell.” “Oh come on, Haru let’s Tatsuya dress him up.” Okay . . . that was not something I needed to know about Haru and since when was Haru hanging out with Tatsuya? Seeing the hopeful, almost pleading looking on Ryuu’s face I sighed. “Fine you can do my hair but that is it! Don’t even ask to do anything else.” “Oh! Thank you Kenta! I’ve been dying to do your hair. I know just how I’m going to do it too.” I don’t know what disturbed me more, the fact that I’d agreed or that Ryuu already had a style in mind. “Well fuck.” Ryuu Tatsuya and Haru stayed for quite a while. Cleaning up the empty beer cans from the living room I smiled seeing Kenta sprawled on the couch. It was kind of unusual to see him so relaxed. He looked entirely too good at the moment and I wondered how he did it. I had to work hours to look that sexy and he did it without even trying. His eyes were half closed but I could tell he was watching me as I walked around the living room. It gave me a rush, my heart suddenly pounding harder, my skin tingling. “Did you have fun?” His voice was a bit slurred by too many beers. “Yeah, did you?” “Yeah, though it’s weird seeing Haru like that.” “He’s happy. How is that weird?” It had been entirely too cute to see Haru and Tatsuya together. It was kind of odd to think that the normally acerbic and sometimes violent Haru was so considerate and gentle with the petite escort. Though the relationship obviously was working for the two of them which made me happy. Tatsuya and I had planned tonight, hoping that Kenta would get the hint. Though it didn’t seem to be working. Maybe I would have to do something to help it along. “No, that’s not what I meant.” Kenta pushed himself up on the couch. “He’s fun at work. He’s always joking with someone, it was just . . . different. He treats Tatsuya like he’s made of glass or something.” I giggled, unable to help it. “No not really. He’s just tender and sweet and affectionate. Tatsuya eats it up.” Kenta laughed. “Haru? Sweet?” “Yes.” I walked over standing in front of him looking down at him. The man was impossibly good looking and it took all my self control not to pounce him right then and there. “Is that so hard to believe?” “Umm . . . yes.” “Really? You know there are a lot of people who would say the same of you. They only see the brusque, harsh bodyguard.” He blinked at me the smile fading just a bit. “I’m not harsh.” “I know you aren’t.” I knelt down, grabbing a beer can that had somehow ended up under the couch. Setting it on the coffee table I let my gaze travel up. His dark eyes met mine and I realized I was dying to know what he was thinking. The way he was looking at me was making my whole body run hot. I shifted forward so that I was between his knees, my eyes still locked on his. “Believe me, I know you aren’t really like that. You are kind, and considerate, compassionate, honest, forgiving, patient, and stunning.” Long lashes lowered almost hiding the dark eyes. He was smiling at me. “You are so full of shit, Ryuu.” I leaned forward, placing my hands on either side of his hips. “Am I? I don’t think so.”

Ryuu The apartment was cold and dark. And empty, very empty. I tried not to think about how things had gone at the studio. Kenta probably thought I was a complete idiot. Everyone else did too. Not that I blamed them. I’d acted just like a spoiled rich brat not getting his way. Throwing a stupid tantrum was not going to help Akira at all. It was just my own self pity and insecurity. Without bothering to turn on any lights I headed straight for my room. Stripping, not even bothering to put my clothes in the hamper, I slid under the covers. I was too tired, physically and emotionally to bother with a shower. Filming was tiring anyway and I’d worn myself out being all emotional and stupid. Clutching at the pillow I buried my face against it. No matter what anyone said it was my fault Akira had quit eating. It had been my insistence that everyone look good for the filming that had started it. I was sure of it. I knew how sensitive he could be when it came to his appearance. Some friend I was. Sighing, I forced myself not to think about it. The filming was over. Akira had already gained a couple of pounds back since leaving the hospital two weeks ago. Reiko would take good care of him. Better than I ever did or could. I woke sometime later. The green glow from the clock on the nightstand barely illuminated the side of the bed. It was just after three in the morning. I sat up looking around wondering what had woke me. I was too tired to bother getting up and snuggled back down into the covers. I’d no sooner closed my eyes than I felt the bed move. Terror surged through me, freezing me in place. “You little slut.” I gasped, hearing the familiar voice, one I’d hoped to never in my life to hear again. I scrambled back, grasping for the sheets. “You thought you could get rid of me didn’t you?” I slammed into the head board and glanced around frantic for a way to get away. The light seemed wrong and I couldn’t breathe. It was suddenly hard to move. “D-don’t touch me!” “Oh, I’m going to do a lot more than touch you.” His voice was like liquid terror pouring over me, seeping into me until all that existed was those dark eyes and grasping hands. I tried to get away, to get out of the bed, but he grabbed my arm yanking me back down. That incredible strength that I had once relied on was now turned against me. The first hit stunned me and I was roughly flipped over and pinned to the bed. “No!” I gasped as my back hit the floor. I blinked a few times staring up at the ceiling. The room was bright with sunlight. Taking a few deep breaths I laid my head back closing my eyes. It was just a nightmare, but it had felt so real. I could still feel those fingers grabbing for me, feel the fist hitting me. I shuddered and slowly sat up feeling sick. Grasping for the bed I pulled myself up. I was shaking, barely able to keep a grip on the sheets. How could a stupid dream scare me that bad? Running a trembling hand through my hair, I forced myself not to think about it, about him. Staggering to my feet I made it into the bathroom, grabbing my phone on the way. Kenta “Who the fuck . . .” I groaned feeling around for my phone. I blinked a few times trying to focus on the display. “Six in the fucking morning. You better have a damn good reason Ryuu . . . Hey whats-“ “Kenta?” I sat up, any tiredness forgotten at the breathless panicked voice. I’d never heard him sound like that before and it sent a chill through me. “Can you come over please?” “Yeah sure. It’ll take me about thirty minutes to get there.” “O-okay, just let yourself in.” “Alright, I’m on my way.” I got there in twenty minutes. The doorman nodded as he let me into the lobby. Taking the elevator to the sixth floor I got out my key. I was nervous for some reason. Ryuu had sounded so upset and . . . scared. That was the only thing I could think. He’d sounded terrified on the phone. Opening the door I let myself in, making sure to take my shoes off. The apartment was almost eerily silent. “Ryuu?” I checked each room as I walked down the hall. He wasn’t in the office or the studio that left the bedroom. Opening the door, I blinked a few times at how bright the room was with the sunlight streaming in. The bed was a mess, the sheets mostly on the floor, but no Ryuu. Where the hell was he? “Kenta?” The soft, almost hesitant voice startled me. Turning I spotted him standing in the bathroom wrapped in a sheet. He’d been crying, that much was obvious from the blood shot eyes. I started toward him, stopping as he looked down, his whole posture changing as he almost seemed to crumple in on himself. “I’m sorry for calling you so early . . . I . . . just had a bad dream is all.” Must have been one hell of a bad dream, I thought to myself, to get him this upset. “Well, it’s over now. I’m here so I might as well make you some breakfast. Why don’t you come in the kitchen with me and you can tell me about this dream.” He nodded slowly still not looking at me. When he made no move to follow me I walked toward him. I reached for his arm thinking it would comfort him; instead he flinched, cowering almost as if he expected me to hit him. I narrowed my eyes. One fucking hell of a nightmare apparently. Slowly I grasped his wrist and pulled him toward me, not meeting any resistance. “Ryuu . . . why don’t you-“ I grunted in surprise as he suddenly grabbed me, his arms wrapped tight around my chest as he buried his face against my neck. He was entirely too warm and I suddenly realized . . . completely naked. Fuck. That shouldn’t matter. Ryuu was upset. Ignoring the feel of the slender, toned frame pressed up against me I patted his head. “Hey, it’s alright. It was just a dream.” “Yeah . . . just a dream.” I shivered feeling his lips move against my neck. What the fuck was wrong with me? “I’m sorry for calling you so early . . .” “Well . . . it’s not really in my job description so I guess I’ll have to charge you extra.” That got a soft laugh and he stepped back. I found myself staring into blue grey eyes and before I’d even thought about it, I reached up to brush the blonde hair out of his face. “You really need to cut your hair.” That got my hand smacked and an offended look. “I can’t cut it! The fans love my hair!” That set off a whole outburst about people not understanding fashion or what it meant to be a visual band. At least I’d got his mind off the dream and whatever else was upsetting him. I chuckled shaking my head as I left him in the bedroom so he could get dressed. Breakfast was going to be simple. I was too fucking tired to make a big fancy breakfast. Going to bed at two in the morning only to get woke up four hours later was not that fun. I set his plate on the table and sat down to wait on him. When he finally came out I was shocked at how different he looked. He looked every bit the rock star he was, though the timid smile kind of shattered the image. He’d spiked his hair and braided some of the longer strands. Dark eyeliner made the light colored eyes stand out even more. He was wearing his black leather pants that the girls always raved about. I’d had to stop more than one grabby fan from trying to touch him when he wore them. The white button up shirt had yet to be buttoned, showing off the flat stomach and toned chest. I’d give Ito one thing, he was good at looking good. I pointed to the plate. “Made yer breakfast.” “Oh, thanks. You didn’t have to do that.” I shrugged and stood up. “Well, for once there was food in the fridge. You goin’ out today.” “Yeah, I’ve got to meet with one of the producers. I actually forgot to tell you, but . . . I kind of need you to go with me. There is going to be a small press conference later too.” “Nakamara already told me.” In fact I had Ryuu’s schedule for the next month. Ryuu wasn’t exactly forgetful, he just got busy. “Today just started a little early is all.” Ryuu’s eyes flicked up for a second as he sat down. “Yeah, sorry about that. Haven’t had one of those nightmares in months.” I didn’t say anything. If he wanted to talk he would. Going to the fridge I found his juice and got him a can out. He was picking at his food as I set the can down next to his plate. “Am I that bad a cook?” “Oh. No! No, it’s just . . . I’m sorry for making you get up so early. I know you worked last night too.” “Do me a favor and quit fucking apologizing and eat. Next time I’ll just tell you to fuck off.” I smiled at him to show I was kidding and he grinned back at me. “Yeah right. You like the money too much.” “Fuck yeah.”