A/N: Hello! This is the XXL final chapter. I hope you'll like it.

Thanks to Yuneyn for commentating, thanks to everyone for reading and/or following. :D I'm really glad that there are really people outside who've read this stuff!

It was a lot of fun to write it, so I will defiantly not quit writing NezuShi-Stories. My next project will start soon – a short story collection. X3

Well, but now Summer Days is going to end. Summer's over already, so it's just the right time to finish it. And again I want to apologize. I hope my English isn't that bad. Please tell me, if there's something absolutely wrong. Thanks a lot.

This chapter contains boy x boy actions again. So – don't like, don't read.

Please enjoy reading!

Chapter 5 – Love and Affection

Shion put on black capri pants and buttoned his white short-sleeved shirt, smoothing down his collar.

"God, I shed weight!" he heard Nezumi grumble. The dark-haired tugged at the waistband of his dark jeans. "That's just your fault, Shion."

"Huh?"

Shion was so delicious – he just wanted to feel him and please his longings. Nothing else mattered anymore but this precious boy. He couldn't get enough, although his own attitude scared him off. They even forgot to eat properly.

"But as long as I'm not as thin as you, bean-pole…" he murmured.

"Hey!" Shion answered and sulked. "I'm no bean-pole…"

Nezumi grinned and suddenly stood before the other male, lifting him up without difficulties.

"Fly weight…"

Shion blushed. "I'm not! Let me down, Nezumi!"

The older just laughed and tightened his grip. Shion was alarmingly light. But no wonder, the boy always was a small eater. Back then he never complained of hunger although both of them starved from time to time.

"Hey, you're pretty small, too. Did you even grow a bit?"

"Of course! Let me down!" he begged, clinging to Nezumi's shoulders. "Plus I'm not small, I'm average. You're just way too big now."

"And you are way too light. Or is it just due to your head, huh? It's so full of air, no wonder that you're floating to the ceiling."

"Maybe if it's full of helium, but not if it's full of air."

"…said the wisenheimer that wasn't able to deliver himself from starving to death while dangling in the air."

"Oh, I've found something that looks good enough to eat. Bon appétit!" the white-haired said and bowed his head down a bit, tucking some of the ebony strands behind Nezumi's ear, and bit it hard enough to leave a dental impression. Nezumi let out a ridiculous shrill screech, letting the boy down in mere a second. His ear was a really sensitive spot. He looked at Shion terrified and rubbed his hearing organ, slightly blushing. Somehow that turned him on. Hastily he shook his head. No, not now! Not again! They needed food – food! They weren't hippies that could live on air and love. Shion looked at the other one bewildered, then chuckled. Nezumi had so many different expressions and yet he wasn't able to see them all. It was something that filled him with joy and excitement. He wanted to discover all of him and had still so much to learn about his friend.

"We should really buy some food now. It's not that hot today; let's get ingredients for a good stew." Shion proposed and let his gaze wander around the room, searching for Nezumi's little companion.

"Cinnamon, let's go!" he called, but the mouse didn't show up. Nezumi whistled while he tied his hair up, but there was still no reaction.

"Cinnamon?" Shion asked again, noticing a small shadow behind the thickest book Nezumi had in his collection. He nodded to his lover; pointing at the direction he had seen the suspicious outline. Nezumi understood and sneaked up to the bookshelf. His arm darted between two heavy leathery tomes, catching the small animal in a surpassingly skillful way.

Screech! Screech, screech! Chirp, chirp, chirp!

The agitated tiny creature contorted its body, squirmed and writhed while ear-deafening screams found their way out of its wide opened mouth. Nezumi clicked his tongue and used his other hand, too, trying to hush up his little buddy. Shion stared at the scenario wide-eyed.

"Cinnamon, what's wrong with you?" he asked. "Nezumi?"

"I don't know..." the taller boy answered. He was a bit worried due to the mouse's atypical behavior. Nezumi bit his lips. He had lost control of his mouse, it didn't listen to him and he didn't know what happened. Did he change so much, now that he accepted his feelings for Shion? Did he change so much that Cinnamon didn't understood his orders anymore. The mouse was still very young, nearly a child. And he always was a little bit stubborn, cheeky and it was kind of difficult to cope with him. He still trained the little guy. Cinnamon was a half-blood after all, so maybe he wasn't suited to do the same things Hamlet, Tsukiyo and Cravat were able to do.

"Hush now, Cinnamon!" he said in a low, calming voice and gently tried to stroke the small back. But Cinnamon just struggled against his fingers, screeching very loudly. Finally the mouse bit his master and jumped down onto the ground, panicked. Nezumi stared at his finger bewildered. The small wound began to bleed slightly.

"CINNAMON!" Shion yelled and grabbed the mouse that was hiding underneath the bed. He made it sit on the coffee table and kneeled down to be at eye level with the petite being. Shion gave it an angry look and poked the tiny head.

"What's wrong with you, huh? Biting Nezumi! Bad mouse! Really, really bad mouse! I'm mad at you."

Screech! Chirp, chirp! CHIRP! CHIRP!

"What do you mean? He'd never do something that bad. He's your master, stupid!"

SCREEEEEECH! Squeak, squeaaaak, squeak! SQUEAK!

"Hey, hey! Calm down! Gosh! Stop yelling at me, you drama queen. That's not true. We would never forget about you."

Chirp! Chirp! Screech, screech, screech!

"Yes, indeed. You are right. I'm sorry that you felt forsaken. I have to admit that Nezumi and I really got a little distracted. But we never meant to hurt you, Cinnamon."

Squeek.

"I know I haven't read a fairy tale to you yesterday. I'm really sorry."

Squeak, chirp, chirp.

Shion nodded and raised one of his hands.

"I solemnly swear that I read to you every single evening with immediate effect!"

A happy little mouse jumped for joy, but then got poked again. Cinnamon squeaked and froze seeing Shion's severe look.

"Well, Cinnamon. But that still isn't any sort of reason for biting your master! Apologize!" he ordered. Abruptly the little animal pounced on Nezumi; then climbed up to his shoulder. The mouse tickled Nezumi's cheek with its whiskers and licked the soft pale skin again and again. Nezumi still looked really bewildered. Did he see Shion arguing with this little mouse right now? The raven-haired tilted his head slightly, snuggling his skin against the soft fur. His hand gently cupped the pet.

"Stop it…" he whispered. "Enough already…" But the mouse continued licking his cheek apologetically. Shion stood up and smiled slightly. But seeing Nezumi's strange facial expression made it fade away.

"What's wrong, Nezumi?" he asked worried.

"He doesn't listen to me anymore…" the older one whispered. He gritted his teeth. It pricked his pride.

"Nezumi…"

"Shut up, Shion! Just shut up, ok?" Nezumi snarled at him. "Why is it so easy for you to deal with him? He's the last descendant of the wild mice that lived alongside my folk. Handling them is in my blood, Shion. Not in yours. You're dear to me, but this really pisses me off!" he yelled flailing his arms around while his ponytail and bangs bobbed up and down. Cinnamon screeched terrified and jumped on Shion, hastily hiding between the back of his neck and his collar.

Nezumi screamed seeing this and pulled some of his own strands hardly.

"What the heck…? What are you doing…? I'm so…" He was so jealous.

Shion sighed and patted Nezumi's now unoccupied shoulders with both hands, massaging them slightly.

"It's not easy to handle a teenage girl, daddy!"

"What?"

"I said…"

"Don't give me that crap, Shion!"

"She's a girl. And she was really scared. She thought you tried to kill me because I screamed so loud…" he explained. A drop of sweat beaded up at his temple. Nezumi's left eyebrow twitched.

"Stop it, Shion. You must be kidding… I checked it, he's a dude!"

"Nezumi, biology and ecology is in my blood."

"Shion, I'm fucking able to determine the sex of my mice!"

"You're just pretty stubborn. But I won't argue with you. You should be a bit more empathetic with her and you'll see that she's as good as her ancestors. She's just a bit more sensitive and we've hurt her feelings. So maybe you should apologize, too. She's special…" Shion whispered and embraced Nezumi. "Just like you. You two are the last Mao." His voice sounded sad. Shion felt guilty…

Compunctions cursed through his thoughts and stung him. He wasn't supposed to have a baby with him. Shion wanted Nezumi's sperm that badly, but he wasn't able to use it properly. It was a waste…

But nonetheless he didn't want to let Nezumi go – he captured one of the last Forest people, spoiling his chances to have a child, an offspring.

"Sperm donation!" Shion suddenly said, looking into Nezumi's eyes sternly.

"Huh? What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Nezumi! Like I said, you're one of the last Mao! You're special… and I…"

"Idiot! I couldn't care less, stupid. I hate it when you talk yourself down."

"I just –" Shion started, but Nezumi continued talking.

"Remember what you told me back then? You wanted to be my equal. We're both humans, so who cares about origin. Weren't you the one lecturing all the people with these words? How am I supposed to believe in you when you suddenly change your very basic attitude, huh?"

Shion sighed and looked down.

"I know, but… I just feel bad because of it. I want you all to myself. And somehow this makes me feel really guilty."

Nezumi sighed and locked Shion's delicate body in his arms.

"Shion…" he whispered softy. "We're really happy ones who have found what other people search their entire life without finding it." He stroked Shion's back and kissed his forehead a few times, talking against the soft pale skin. The smaller boy closed his eyes while his slender fingertips gently massaged Nezumi's shoulder blades. Hearing this was balm for his soul. "There's no need to feel guilty at all. And I really like that you want me all to yourself. I think it's sexy and cute. Plus… it's a pity that you're also not able to become a father. You'd be a great papa." Nezumi chuckled. "Handling teenage mouse girlies isn't that easy though, I take my hat off to you, Your Fabulousness!" he teased him. Cinnamon made her way right on Shion's curly hair and gave Nezumi a good telling-off. He laughed.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

"Shut up, Missy! I have to tease him, that's my job... Shut up! Shut up!"

Chirp!

"All right, all right, you win, princess." Nezumi said and patted both of them with one hand while the other pulled Shion closer. He bowed his head a bit and breathed against the white-haired boy's soft lips. "She told me to do this…" he whispered and gave him a silken kiss. How was he even able to survive all those years up to now without kissing and loving this boy? Nezumi didn't know; his mind was totally blank. He intensified their peck, Shion moaned, gently slim hands stroked the velvet-soft hairline while short hot breaths heated tingling skin.

A few really annoyed squeaks later they finally parted their swollen wet lips. Cinnamon tweaked Shion's hair impatiently.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. We have to go…" Shion said with longing in his eyes. His gaze met Nezumi's while the taller boy cupped his cheek tenderly. The white-haired fondled the back of Nezumi's hand while he leant his head against it. Somehow he felt so lovey-dovey right now. But Cinnamon started to screech again so Shion took Nezumi's and locked his fingers with his own slim ones, dragging him out of their cozy hideout.

"Let's go! Ah, just one second…" he said and conjured a plaster out of his trouser pocket. He patched Nezumi's injured finger up and gave him a small kiss on the treated wound. Nezumi blushed slightly.
"Thanks…" he whispered and locked the door carefully.

"Off we go!"

Although it was a cool day, the market place was very crowded and even the short summer showers that had snuck up from time to time didn't dislodge all those busy people. Shion wanted to draw cash from his account, so he went to the cash machine the Restructural Committee had installed near the marketplace two years ago. While Shion entered his pin code Nezumi covered his back kind of drastically and assaulted the other people who waited in the line with his knife.

After pocketing his money, Shion turned around and let out a yell.

"Oh my god! What are doing? Put that thing away!" he screeched. "I'm terribly sorry. He has some psychological disorders…" he added and bowed down in front of the terrified crowd. He braced his hands against Nezumi's back and shoved him away.

"Huh? Who's got psychological disorders?" he asked after a while and stopped walking, then used his weight and smirked because Shion wasn't able to move him at least a millimeter anymore. The boy's feet pawed on the ground while he used his whole weight to push the taller boy further afar. "Go!"

"No, this fucking machine is kind of dangerous. You shouldn't use it, got it?"

"It's not dangerous."

"You better believe it. Those things are easy to manipulate. And those people just wanted to mug you, airhead. Although you lived in the West Block for a while you're still not cautious, huh? What have I taught you back then?"

Shion sighed. Not this shit again!

"Nezumi, I worked my ass off so that you, I and everyone will be able to take out money or to do other things here without being stabbed or killed or mugged. We've got a police here, now. So you better don't use your knife or they might arrest you." He said breathless and took one of Nezumi's hands, looking at him in a very pleading way.

"Please, Nezumi. Please!" Shion whispered and pressed the other's hand a bit.

"Fine! As you wish, Your Majesty." The elder male grunted and followed his way right to the next drugstore. Shion sighed with relief and followed him. Nezumi always was really protective of him. And although it made him glad, he also wanted to save his lover from harm. Shion was a man after all!

"Hey, what do you want to buy?" he asked und turned white seeing Nezumi taking the biggest pot of lube he found. Then the raven-haired carried it to the checkout counter. They weren't just out of food and money, they also needed lubricant!

"This one, please!" he said to the cashier and reached out his hand to Shion for money. The boy's pale face started to assume a crimson color. He was just glad that there weren't any other customers in the little shop. The cashier first looked at the big pot of lube, then at Shion and Nezumi. After that the old man started to grin like a Cheshire cat. "He, he, he, I know what you two plan on doing with this…"

Nezumi raised one of his eyebrows.

"Really? Good for you."

"You're doing it, right?"

Nezumi narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah, we're doing what every normal human does with such a giant pot of lube. We put on some of it and crawl through several air ducts then. And now shut up and tell me what I have to pay, old perv."

"Oh yeah, 'air ducts'… so you're farting a lot while this kiddo cleans your 'ducts', huuuh? When he dives in your wet sewer tunnel, you tasty bitch –" he started to babble but got cut out. "SHUT UP, YOU SHAMELESS DEVIANT, YOU…YOU DIRTY SWINE!" Shion yelled really pissed, his voice even cracked. He whipped the big pot of lube at the old man and wanted to leap over the counter to beat the living daylights out of him but Nezumi caught on really quickly and grabbed his lover's shirt, dragged him backwards and wrapped his arms around the slender trembling body, lifting him up. "Hush, Shion! Everything's all right. Come on…" he whispered and carried him out of the shop. Something like that already happened four years ago and Nezumi hated seeing Shion hurt other people because they insulted him, just like he did when Rikiga told him to sell his body. Shion flailed and made it hard for the other male to carry him properly, so Nezumi set him on his feet again but hugged him tightly, trying to calm him down.

"Shhh!" he whispered and fondled Shion's hair. The younger male buried his face against Nezumi's chest, crying. The raven-haired rolled his eyes but comforted him. "You'll never change, will you? But I'm glad. I always want you stay the way you are. Shedding tears for others sake… I never was able to understand it. And maybe I'm still not able to understand you properly, but I guess as long as you are crying for me I'm fine with it…" he said calmly and cupped Shion's chin with one hand, made him look up. "Just look at you, puffy from crying. But your tear-stained face is…kind of cute." Nezumi whispered and kissed the tip of Shion's nose gently. He wiped Shion's face and button nose with a tissue he found in his trouser pocket. "There's even snot coming out, wipe it and stop crying now. Forget that sick old geezer, will you?"

Shion nodded. "Okay…" he whispered and blinked, looked at Nezumi with his glistening eyes, making him gulp. It turned him on – but somehow nearly everything Shion did turned Nezumi on lately. He wasn't able to understand himself anymore. "Well, let's go shopping later. First I'll show you how a real bard is able to charm the audience." He put his arm around Shion's shoulder. "Oh, yes!" the younger said joyfully. Luckily he was able to pull himself together very quickly. Nezumi ruffled his hair and let go of him, then started to walk from the side street the little drugstore's entrance used to be back to the boulevard, fighting his way through the crowd. Shion had his difficulties to keep in step with him and bumped against one or two pedestrians while Nezumi searched for a good place to sing.

After a while he found quite the right spot beneath some trees rustling in the wind next to a fountain. A lot of people passed by but it wasn't too close to the shops. Shion made himself comfortable, sitting on the fountain-edge while Nezumi positioned a little cup on the floor. Cinnamon made her way to the cup and placed her little paws on the rim, squeaking several times. Nezumi smiled. "Good girl." Cinnamon squeaked and looked at her master in a very cute way, causing Nezumi to blush. "What the fuck?" he whispered and poked Cinnamon slightly. The mouse was really more cooperative now. Nezumi never would have thought that his pet was a little teenage girl that pouted because he treated her like a dude. He never had a mouse like that before, her character didn't differ that much from a human one's. "You know what you have to do, right?" Cinnamon squeaked approvingly.

Nezumi cleared his throat and let out a beautiful clear and loud note in order to attract the attention of the public. The long tone faded into a beautifully shaped coloratura to its best advantage, casting a spell over the crowd with his baritone and the vibrato in his voice, merging the moment's atmosphere with his performance to total harmony. Shion got goose pumps all over. Nezumi's voice was incredible and he improved his singing skills so much those last four years. He started to sing all the songs he used to sing back then but Shion never had heard them like this before. It was so much better now, Nezumi's singing was beautiful, marvelous, quite over-whelming – the white-haired was enchanted and even more enamored. It didn't take long until a huge crowd gathered around the singer and especially some of the old West Block residents started to remember the beautiful boy that also used to charm people back in the days.

"Eve!"

"EVE!"

"Sing for us, Eve!"

Shion smiled. They remembered him! And he was so glad to hear Nezumi's beautiful voice again. Finally he was able to appreciate the wondrous soul healing effect of Nezumi's singing once more. It felt so incredibly good. Shion closed his eyes and put his hands on his chest while a caressing summer breeze played with his white locks and the singer's sweet melodies and stories reached his heart. Nezumi's words embraced his soul tenderly, they comforted him and he felt nothing but love for the other one.

Shion listened to all the songs he didn't know before carefully, internalizing them. Thanks to his mastermind he was able to memorize every single text even after hearing it only once. It was his special ability and it was the cause for him to become an elite.

"Ladies and gentleman, this is the last song for today!" Nezumi purred, and then bowed elegantly. The crowd protested, but Nezumi cut them off and started to sing his latest ballad:

"A solitary star is twinkling far away,

While wandering beneath the glowing Cynthia sky,

An urban silhouette appears in my mind's eye,

A distant place which isn't meant for me to stay.

Bright mountains and rivers, wild forests and the sea…

Oh, lovely vagrant life along the beaten paths,

Whereas I am diverging from my foretime's wraths,

At times I wonder if you're still awaiting me...

The meandering way's ablaze with sunset glow,

Wild asters and snowdrops awake longing in me…

Distracted heart; oh why's my soul in agony?

Recalling the vow we've made a long time ago."

Shion's eyes grew wider. Whereas Nezumi's other songs still themed the beauty of nature and wandering he had the feeling that this song was dedicated to him. It told him his whole story after leaving him behind. Shion felt like Nezumi had unfolded his true feelings, just like a declaration of love. The last strophe described Shion's features, their vow… and Nezumi's longings for him. Purple eyes watered. The euphoric sensation after hearing this song was indescribable for the young man. This very last song made his heart wrench. All those years Nezumi had to endure an inner disunity, he had to struggle so much. Shion swallowed his tears, joining the clapping audience. Nezumi bowed deeply and thanked his listeners while Cinnamon started to collect money. It took a while until the crowd realized that Nezumi really had finished his show, but then they started to leave after paying this gorgeous little mouse.

Shion stood up and looked at the other one with sparking eyes. "You were amazing, Nezumi! Simply amazing!" he praised him and took both of his hands. "Your singing voice is so beautiful and you improved so much." Shion was very enthusiastically. Nezumi blushed slightly. He knew that he was quite good – but being highly praised by the person he loved was something else. It felt really good. "Thanks…" Nezumi whispered, then smiled. They gazed into each other's eyes for quite a while, but Cinnamon's loud squeaks interrupted them. Both boys looked at the mouse sitting next to the cup brimming with money.

"Ah, well done!" Nezumi said and picked it up. "Not bad, huh?"

Shion nodded and smiled brightly. "Let's go shopping then!" he said while Cinnamon jumped onto his shoulder.

"It was delicious, wasn't it?!" Shion burst out after finishing the last drop of the best stew he ever had. After Nezumi's little concert they bought a lot of vegetables, meat, milk, bread and even butter. They had fresh herbs and Nezumi insisted on buying a cherry cake (and of course a huge pot of lubricant), too. And due to the cool day it got really chilly in their hideout, so Nezumi started to cook his pimped up specialty stew using the kerosene heater.

"It's not as good as your mama's." Nezumi answered, but he also was very pleased with his own cooking today.

"Mom's is good though, but nevertheless this was the tastiest stew I've ever had, really!" Shion said and looked at him with a dramatically honest expression.

"Your praises are my glory. To be honest I did my very best today."

Shion blinked. Nezumi turned his head a little, facing the white-haired boy sitting next to him on the couch.

"Stupid…"

"Huh? Why?"

Nezumi laughed and embraced him.

"Forgetting your own birthday, huh? You stupid little fuzzy-head."

"Huh?"

Nezumi laughed. "Happy Birthday, Shion."

Shion's eyes grew wider. "AH! Then it's 9 years now! Wow, time flies!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Nezumi asked and after enjoying Shion's shocked expression he added: "Oh yes – our first encounter. I nearly forgot…" He used his pinky to clean his ear while Shion tried to shake him furiously.

"Whaaaaaat?"

Nezumi laughed and poked Shion's cheek.

"As if I could be able to forget that day, idiot…" he said, putting his arms around Shion's shoulders. He kissed his forehead, then his cheek. After that an Eskimo kiss followed. Shion blushed slightly; Nezumi was tenderer than usually and even so much more caring. Maybe the other one got a bit sentimental today. Shion smiled warmly and touched Nezumi's forehead with his own; his hand cupped the elder male's cheek lovingly while his thumb caressed the soft skin.

"Never in my whole life will I be able to forget that day…" Nezumi whispered and tightly embraced the boy that rescued him 9 years ago. On that stormy night he was at his life's end, without a place for him to escape to and no single soul was there that would help a fugitive criminal. Although he never was something like that – this parasitic city had marked him down as one. Nezumi had survived the Mao Massacre and he had survived a rough childhood in the West Block. He was just 10 years old at the time when the old woman he called Gran died right before his young eyes and he was caught along the captives of the first Manhunt he had experienced just to be thrown into the basement of the Correctional Facility like human garbage – but again he was a survivor.

Blood, perdition, corpses, putrefaction and death cries.

How was a child supposed to stand that? How was he even able to have a lucid mind after experiencing all those horrible things? Sometimes Nezumi was astonished due to his own mental strength. But after leaving the underground realm at the age of twelve and after escaping those people that wanted to take him to the Moondrop just to examine one of the last Forest people he was at his psychical and physical end. Completely deserted, injured and soaking wet. What had he done? What had he done to deserve so much punishment? Should he have died along with his family when they'd burned down their perfect idyll? Was a life in suffering and fear the penalty for surviving while all the others had to die? However, he wanted to live! He wanted it so badly. But on that stormy night thoughts of despair and helplessness had seized hold of his young heart – the fear of dying so pathetically had overwhelmed him. He was so afraid. And he felt alone…

Anyone…

Help!

Anyone, please!

Please…

Please.

Darkness had embraced him, cold and painfully tight.

'I want to surrender… I can't go any longer…It hurts so much!'

"UUUUUUWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! UWAHAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Shion's yells had revived his spirits; they had encouraged him and had winged his hopes. Nezumi had seen him bathing in light, illuminating the darkness and reaching out to him, just like he had wanted to tell him: "Hold on! Where are you? It's raining outside, you'll get a cold, stupid. Come in! I'm waiting for you!"

The window had been wide open and although Nezumi was still outside in the rain he could feel the warmth inside of this room, inviting him to sneak in.

This boy had been his warm light in this deadly cold darkness.

What kind of reason would let a human scream like this, so desperately but encouraging all the same. What was in this boy's mind? He wanted to know. He wanted to get to know him! Nezumi remembered quite well that even his heart had skipped a beat. Something unbelievable had happened. It was a miracle. And Shion's reactions concerning the intruder were even more miraculous. Especially for someone like Nezumi who barely had experienced kindness. Shion had sheltered him, he had treated his injuries; he even had shared his bed, food and clothes with him – a completely stranger. He had given him trust, warmth and kindness that surpassed all his expectations. Shion didn't fear consequences, although Nezumi was pretty sure that the boy knew about them very well. He was smart after all, smart and selfless, kind and innocent. He enchanted him. Shion was even able to heal his aching soul a bit, just in one single night. Maybe he also was the reason that Nezumi was able to survive all those horrible years. Being allowed to meet him was his reward. But the longer they lived together, the more he felt that incredible emotional rollercoaster. For someone who never wanted to trust or to be close to anyone it felt like he betrayed himself. His own feelings scared him, so he had to leave him behind. But it hurt so much. It made his heart wrench. Furthermore he knew that he had hurt Shion a lot – the one he loved the most and the one who saved his life. It was unforgivable…

Nezumi sank down in their embrace. A small surprised sound escaped from Shion's lips while he hugged the elder's body tightly. Nezumi's forehead rested on Shion's shoulder while he put his arms around the boy's slim waist loosely. Shion blinked confused. Nezumi trembled. Within seconds he felt his shoulder getting all wet. Nezumi was crying. And somehow it horrified Shion. The elder didn't sob or snuffle, no, he was utterly quite.

"What's wrong, Nezumi?" he whispered scarcely audible. He didn't know what to do, so he just let him cry and tried to comfort him as good as he was able to. His gentle fingers followed Nezumi's spine as well as his warm palms stroked him calmingly. Shion tried to remember how his mother had quieted him down when he was still a little boy. He started to sum calmly and rocked him a little, but Nezumi continued to get him soaked to the skin. Shion gave this situation a moment's thought; then cleared his throat.

"My window was open, day and night.

And whenever there was a storm in sight,

I hoped that you'll return to me.

Yes…me, um, I also experienced agony.

But I'll tell you something that's really true!

I will always be waiting for you."

Nezumi raised his head and looked at Shion with widened eyes which appeared unusually huge. Shion gazed into them bewildered. They seemed very childlike right now. But the strange expression faded quickly to Nezumi's normal gaze, finding his usual self again.

"What…was…that?" he asked slowly.

"A poem?" Shion answered; then smiled innocently. "I wrote it in my head right now, not good?"

"Good? It was terrible! Yuck!"

Shion whimpered. Nezumi was so mean!

"That was my response…" he whispered and fumbled around with one of his shirt's bottoms, looking down at his hands.

"Huh?"

"I referred to your last song, Nezumi. Don't be so stupid!" Shion looked up at him sternly.

"Just because I used the word 'aster' it doesn't mean that I thought about you. Don't be so full of yourself, airhead!"

"You did, Nezumi! And I just answered. Of course I awaited you. And of course this song was about me. A meandering way that is ablaze with sunset glow, huh? You always liked my red snake. Asters, snowdrops, my hair – kind of suspicious, don't you think? And then our vow!"

"Oh, wow! The poetry expert has spoken! But you don't have evidence. Everyone's opinion is bound to be subjective." Nezumi retorted sharply.

"Yes, of course. But that also means that my opinion is just as right as yours."

Nezumi sighed heavily. Shion smiled at him disarmingly.

"Feeling better now?"

Nezumi looked aside and touched the back of his own head embarrassed. There was a huge water stain right on Shion's shoulder. Nezumi didn't even remember if he ever had cried that much in his whole life.

"D…don't touch the subject, will you?" he murmured.

"Please…" Nezumi added and finally looked at the white-haired again.

Shion closed his eyes and nodded. He didn't want to assert pressure on the raven-haired and brushed the last of Nezumi's tears away from the point of his nose. He cupped his face with both hands and kissed him softly. Nezumi hugged him, buried his face in the crook of Shion's neck after they had separated their lips. First he nibbled on the soft skin, then he placed wet kisses right on Shion's delicate neck up to his ear, breathing against it. Shion shuddered.

"Sorry…" Nezumi whispered and buried his hands in Shion's white locks. After placing a small peck right on the boy's cute blushing earlobe he continued: "Of course the song was about you. And although your poem really sucked, I enjoyed it…a lot." Kiss after kiss followed while he whispered into Shion's ear, feeling his trembling more and more.

"Hngh…" Shion's face also went bright red. Nezumi touched both of Shion's burning cheeks and looked at him. "Damn…you're such a cutie." he said smilingly and kissed the tip of his lover's nose, then his lips. With feather-light pressure at first, just barely grazing over them until Shion grabbed him tight and pressed himself against his lover. Nezumi smirked and kissed him slowly, adding more and more pressure in it. Shion grasped and while he opened his mouth Nezumi used the opportunity to let his tongue slip in just to go a little faster for a few seconds. Both of them breathed while their tongues danced with each other playfully. Beautiful warm hands wandered, starting on Shion's hips, moving them around his back up to his blushed face and ambrosial hair. Trembling slender hands massaged Nezumi's strong shoulders and followed his spine down to his tasty butt. After several minutes they separated slightly to catch their breath leaving a string of salvia connecting their lips. Shion panted for air, smiled at his lover and let Nezumi's ebony strands down. His hair flattered his beautiful face while they shared dozens of small little pecks.

"Nezumi?" Shion breathed between two kisses.

"Hm?" the other male replied, but didn't stop to smooch him constantly. Shion had to hold his head and blinked a few times.

"Wow you really seem to love kissing today, don't you?" he breathed.

"Shut up!" the older grumbled and started another tongue fight with the white-haired.

"Hmgh…" Shion closed his eyes. Nezumi acted really strange today. But because he had the feeling that they even got closer like this, Shion had no problem with it at all. Again he was the first of them who parted their lips.

"Nezumi?"

Another kiss followed.

"Nezumi?"

"Hmm?"

"I want to…"

Kiss!

"…be your equal…"

Another passionate but tender kiss.

"…but I'm still…"

A perky nibble on the bottom lip followed.

"I'm still a virgin at the front side."

Nezumi looked at him for a few seconds, then smirked.

"Aww, you poor thing."

"Nezumi!"

"Well, Shion. Then seduce me, if you dare…"

"I do, Nezumi…" Shion whispered with a husky voice, trying to sound sexy. It worked though Nezumi didn't show it, but it gave him hot and cold shivers. He wasn't frightened; he knew that Shion wasn't able to hurt him, but it let him feel very nervous. Nezumi hated it when he lost control, when he wasn't the one who had things firmly in his very own hands and when he had to concede his weakness to another person. But this person was Shion. And he loved him. He loved him so much that he even was able to cry right in front of the white-haired. He even liked being comforted by him.

Just like back then Shion changed him – and he did it drastically. At that time he found someone to protect, Shion let his guard down, he let him show his emotions, he let him sigh so often and Nezumi let Shion enter his heart. But it had scared him so much, no, rather to say, it had worried him to death!

'Who are you, Shion? Tell me! Who are you, huh? Changing me so much in such a short time…

There was nothing but danger, betrayal, coldness and loneliness in my life. Even as a child I was embittered. I was the exact opposite of you. What have you done to make me feel like this? What have you done, Shion? I'm not able to understand myself anymore, but I don't care as long as I'm with you. I feel weak, but somehow I don't care. My heart races all the time just seeing you, but I don't care.

Are you trying to kill me?

The worst thing is – even if you'd do it I wouldn't care as long as it's you, Shion. And even back then I wanted to protect you. I was prepared to die for you. Just for you.

Shion?

You win. You know, your way of fighting is pretty unfair.

Looking at me with those charming eyes…

Talking embarrassing but yet so cute stuff in your singsong voice…

You poisoned me although you're me elixir of life.

However, I don't care.

I want to tease you so much and then hug and kiss you so much more… You're driving me crazy.

But I'm…

I'm so fucking happy.'

Shion gazed at Nezumi very softly. He wanted to feel him, touch him, taste him… and of course he wanted to seduce him. Gentle fingertips caressed the slim but yet muscular arms and followed their way to the well-defined upper body; then he removed the disturbing muscle shirt Nezumi was wearing. After enjoying to touch his bare skin for a while and stroking the slightly defined muscles the elder male used to have, Shion's right hand rested right on Nezumi's chest, feeling his fast heartbeat and his warmth. Shion smiled and brushed Nezumi's swollen lips with his own again. Nezumi felt his hot breath and the butterfly-like touch; very sweet, very innocent. Yes, it still felt like that although Shion was anything but innocent regarding to all the times they had slept with each other in the past few days. This boy was so hungry. And of course he was well informed and just fired up to give everything a try. But Nezumi loved it – he loved Shion's curiosity. He loved it when Shion screamed with pleasure; he loved his touches, his kisses, his scent… And of course he loved it to touch this beautiful being. It just felt so good, and so right! Nezumi wanted all of him. He was sure if anyone had ever told him back then that he would spread his legs for Shion one day in the future, he would have laughed really hard; or better have killed that damn guy for talking such a shit. But now he wanted it. He wanted to please him, although he loved it to feel Shion's tightness, the pulsations in his body, his trembling and his warmth, just to be the dominant one – but Shion was a guy as well. Nezumi was able to understand his longings and somehow Shion really still was a virgin at his front side. Nezumi's back passage was as well virginally but since he was a guy there was nothing strange about it. Nevertheless, it was Shion's birthday! So they really should do something special. And according to Nezumi a second first time seemed to be something really, really special. The grey-eyed young man shivered slightly, grabbed Shion's neck just to pull him closer and of course to deepen another kiss – longingly, passionately and very wet. Light hands made their way right over Nezumi's smooth torso while their tongues danced and Nezumi's fingers ran trough Shion's pure white curls. After a seemingly endless while their lips parted and Nezumi placed gentle kisses on Shion's cheek, the end of his scar, his forehead, nose and neck, while the younger one struggled to catch his breath. Nezumi's passionate, long kisses always made him feel dizzy. They were so stunning. And Shion constantly was the first one that had to break them because his condition wasn't the best… Sometimes he had the feeling that Nezumi would be able to kiss for hours without even breathing once. He was an incredibly good kisser. Shion still panted a bit, but then started to smooch him again. Nezumi's eyelids, his straight beautifully shaped nose, his chin. A few light, lovely kisses on the lips followed, then nibbling, licking and biting…

"Hey! Don't bite again…" Nezumi murmured, cupping Shion's head. The white-haired boy grinned really naughty.

"Sorry." he answered and leaned his cheek against Nezumi's left hand. Shion's smaller one touched Nezumi's upper arm gently, and then the boy bend forward, kissed Nezumi's neck, collarbone, the scars on his shoulder and his chest gently. He played with his nipples for a while, watching the other's face carefully. The raven-haired boy closed his eyes and moaned softly. Shion looked at the beauty fascinated while he continued to tease Nezumi's sensible little pinkish buds.

More butterfly kisses traveled downwards, followed by stroking hands. The younger boy's soft lips left wet prints on the smooth skin and caused a lot of muscle twitches. And Shion enjoyed every response, every tremble, every little grasp or moan.

"Does it feel good?" he breathed, gazing lustfully. Of course he also was very aroused already.

He hooked his fingers underneath the waistband of Nezumi's jeans and underwear and pulled both garments over the raven-haired's erection, down his legs; then lowered his head to stroke the tip of Nezumi's member with his nibbling lips. Nezumi shivered. Carefully Shion used his slightly outstretched tongue and poked the head of it, then licked it a few times like a lollypop.

"Sh…Shion, please!" Nezumi begged. These soft touches were cruel. His manhood hardened even more and started to hurt… he wanted the other one to grab it hard. Shion smirked. Slowly but surely he began to understand why Nezumi seemed to like teasing other people that much. It was kind of fun!

"Hmmm?" Shion replied softly, stroking Nezumi's shivering skin with his warm breath. He used his weight to push Nezumi's legs down; making it impossible for the other one to thrust into Shion's open mouth. He felt Nezumi's body convulsing and his tenseness. And he felt the trembling fingers that grabbed his hair roughly. Shion loved seeing him like this, hearing his beautiful voice like this. It made him shiver as well. The white-haired little sadist inhaled Nezumi's scent. He smelled good, and he tasted even better. He brushed Nezumi's length very lightly with his lips from the tip to his downy hair, nuzzling it with his nose, while his hand finally touched Nezumi's erection. Shion's flat tongue slowly slid along Nezumi's swollen flesh from base to tip, licking every spot, savoring every centimeter of the hot, pulsating flesh. He nibbled his way up and down the side of Nezumi's joy and pride as if it were corn on the cob, taking the skin lightly between his lips, while his thumb caressed the tip of Nezumi's member in a circular motion. Nezumi's precum made it a bit slippery. Shion tugged the skin very gently, galvanizing his nerve endings and then closed his eyes. He let his chin rest on the base of Nezumi's shaft and used the underside of his tongue to pleasure his lover. Nezumi threw his head back and gasped. That felt pretty good. Amazing! He shivered and tried not to lose control of himself. The white-haired's sweet and pert little tongue nearly sent him around the bend. Shion's tongue felt so wet, hot, soft and silky… And furthermore, this little airhead really knew what he did – although he just had theoretically knowledge. Nezumi really had the feeling that he would lose his senses sooner or later.

"Ngh…"

Shion placed his tongue on a very sweet spot and quickly swiped his tongue from side to side, spoiling the other's frenulum lightly, enjoying the moans that filled the air a lot. After a while, Shion somehow had the feeling that Nezumi got a little lonely up there, so he glanced up and held his breath once in awhile. Nezumi gulped; more and more sweet little moans came out of his mouth. This innocent but on the other hand slightly devilish gleam in Shions eyes made him going crazy. Shion licked his tip with a little bit more pressure, tasting his precum and starting to use both – his hand and his mouth, finally increasing the intensity of his touches. He made a circle with his hand and placed it on his lips, then moved them together, massaging and sucking him at the same time. Nezumi bit his bottom lip. One hand grabbed the couch's armrest tightly, the other hand Shion's white hair while he kneeled right between his legs on the ground.

"Ahh…h…"

"Good?" the smaller one whispered gaspingly. Nezumi felt his hot breath at his sensitive wet skin again and Shion's skilful massaging hands. He always had subtle fingers. They were lifesaving.

Nezumi didn't answer the boy's question; he just gave him another small moan of pleasure.

Shion smiled hastily, and then took the other boy down to the throat as far as he could, repeatedly. Slopping wet sounds filled their cozy room and Nezumi clenched his teeth, panting heavily. His eyes were narrowed and his body wriggling. "Ngh….ah…" His fingers clenched into the bolster, he tried not to trust into Shion's wet and warm pleasurable mouth. His toes were curling; the other boy made his flesh crawl.

It was slippery and wet; Shion's salvia was running down his inner thighs constantly – the boy was drooling like a dog. But it wasn't his fault, Nezumi was so delicious, it made his mouth water. Nezumi didn't mind it anyway…

"Shion! Sto…Stop! I'm gonna…" he warned him but it was too late and he came hard in Shion's mouth. The warm and tingly feeling spread through his pulsating body, all over him. His toes curled, white flashes danced right before his eyes – he had a fantastic orgasm. Meanwhile the boy swallowed Nezumi's cum, but it was so much that he nearly choked on it. Shion withdrew the still hard member from his mouth and coughed; a rivulet of sperm spilled from the corners of his mouth. Shion blinked and wiped it away with the back of his hand, licking and cleaning it like a cat. He looked really happy. He got Nezumi's sperm! What a nice birthday gift. And for Shion it tasted really good, too. Nezumi, still heavily panting, blushed seeing this. This boy was dangerous. He seemed to be innocent, gentle and soft, but he also was sadistic and ruthless. He was stupid and loud, but also sexy and lascivious.

Sweat ran down Nezumi's face and back. He leaned himself against the backrest and let his arms drop to his sides, closed his eyes and relaxed. Shion kissed his lips tenderly again. It tasted salty and sweet. Then the younger sat there with his typical soft facial expression, which suited really badly with the things he was doing a few minutes before. Nezumi gulped…

"Not that bad, Shion." Nezumi's low voice whispered. He tried to regain his composure. Shion's blowjob was freaking amazing, but he rather didn't want to tell him.

"Not that –" he wanted to repeat his sentence, but wasn't able to do it, because another moan escaped his mouth. Shion's hand embraced his semi hard erection again while the tip of his tongue licked his glans another time. Every drop – Shion wanted every drop of this valuable fluid. After he had finished his cleaning actions he sighed slightly disappointed, but then he decided that there was still a lot of other skin that wanted to be licked. So his flat tongue followed its way upwards, licking Nezumi's flat abdomen and starting to tongue-fuck his bellybutton. While Nezumi gave a small screech and tried to suck in his stomach, Shion played with one of the elder's cute nipples again.

"N…no!" the other one complained and grabbed Shion's shoulders, just to see a really perky grinning face.

"Nooo~" Shion aped him, laughing due to Nezumi's 'what-the-fuck'-face. Nezumi shook his head in disbelief and ruffled the boy's white hair roughly.

"Do you want to be punched so badly, my child?"

"Um, no…"

Nezumi laughed quietly while his finger followed Shion's red path carefully. "Tell me, where have you learned doing this?"

"Um, basic instincts?"

"What!? Basic instincts? You? Sorry, but you don't have any instinct at all, Shion. You have no sense for danger and you're still worldly innocent. I know, I know, the world is better now, but better safe than sorry."

He just wanted to tease him. Shion's instincts weren't that bad. He was even able to strangle someone back then. Hastily Nezumi abandoned his thoughts. It was not the right time to think about something like that. He looked up at the boy's face while Shion kissed a strand of his black hair softly. The elder male unbuttoned Shion's shirt and kissed his flat chest and his stomach a couple of times. Tenderly he stroked the soft skin and nibbled and sucked it lovingly, earning sweet little moans. Yes – that was much better.

"Ah…I've read about it…" the boy moaned quietly.

"Huh?" Nezumi asked, his mouth still pressed against the delicious pale skin.

"The internet wasn't censored anymore back then…" he breathed and kissed Nezumi's neck fervently. The elder male grasped.

"Hmmmh, why did you read this stuff?" he whispered and ran his fingers through Shion's white locks, pulling his head away from his neck to initiate a deep tongue kiss. He undressed the boy completely and pulled him right on his lap; massaged his bottom cheeks and pulled them apart to play with his little bud. Shion parted their lips and moaned; his arms embraced the stronger shoulders tightly.

"Ahh, I…I just wanted to know…" Shion grasped, feeling one fingertip entering his body teasingly. "H…hey! It's my turn today!"

Nezumi grinned. "I know… but does that mean I'm not allowed to touch you?"

"Yes!"

Nezumi chuckled.

"Yes? Really? It's your birthday after all…I think I'm supposed to make you feel really good, little prince, huh?"

"No! Nezumi… being touched by you is beautiful, but I also want to feel you up, ok? Geez, I'm no girl!"

Nezumi blinked. "So you try to tell me you're just a normal guy having a normal sex drive?" he asked, letting out a guffaw.

"Nezumi!"

Still giggling the older male massaged Shion's back and shoulders tenderly, looking at him pleased.

"Hehe, priceless. You really amuse me, airhead. So you've watched porn and then you imagined doing it with me, just like a normal dude?"

"What? N…No! No! No! I've never watched porn. I've just read tutorials…"

"Tutorials?" Nezumi yelped. "This is going to be better and better!"

"Nezumi!" Shion said embarrassed. "I never imagined sleeping it with you. First of all I just wanted to know why sex matters so much for neuroscience and why it influences on brain anatomy, chemistry and function. But somehow I also started to read tutorials, I was interested, that's all. Really, I never imagined doing something like this with you, you weren't there after all. I loved you the whole time. Not your body, I really loved you! You have entered my room in that night 9 years ago and you've stolen my heart. And then you've vanished, taking it with you."

Nezumi stared at him speechless. Shion sure was an odd guy. He cleared his throat several times and hugged him tighter.

"You're awkward and weird. No way you're just a normal guy, Shion." Nezumi smiled gently. "But I love you the way you are."

"I love you, too." Shion whispered and put Nezumi down carefully, straddling him. Gentle hands and lips fondled the elder male's chest and abdomen, his arms and sides. His breath stroked the shivering skin, kissing his lips lovingly then. After a while the boy pulled back, breaking their kiss as he slid himself low on the couch and in between Nezumi's splayed legs, spreading them even more. It was the first time he saw him like this.

"B…beautiful…" he whispered. Nezumi turned his face away. He was really turned on but somehow also very embarrassed. Good for Shion that he felt that weak today or else he wouldn't have been able to let him do something like that, although he wanted Shion to give the opportunity to be his equal.

Shion also blushed, his heart raced. "I'm exited…" he whispered. "And scared…"

"Scared?" Nezumi opened his eyes and faced him, recognizing the boy's slightly trembling arms. He stroked them with his warm hands and sighed slightly.

"There is no need to be afraid, Shion. Just do it."

"B..but I don't want to hurt you. You had to endure so much… I…"

"Oh, Shion. You don't have enough down there to hurt anyone by sticking it in…"

Shion's eyes grew wider, his jaw dropped open.

"Oh my god that was so mean!"

"Are you inside of me already?" Nezumi teased him, then sat up and hugged the pouting boy. He laughed quietly.

"Come on, come on. I just wanted to help you." he breathed in Shion's ear, kissed and nibbled it.

"Let's do it, Shion. I want to feel you inside of me."

Nezumi's low, sexy voice gave Shion several shivers and he faced him again to kiss him very passionately. The elder moaned to encourage the white-haired and grabbed Shion's manhood, started to massage it slightly, but the boy escaped from Nezumi's grip and kissed his way down. Shion ignored Nezumi's swollen manhood and placed his lips right on Nezumi's sweet little entrance.

"What are you doing? Don't! Are you crazy?"

Shion just grinned.

"Shut up…" he whispered against the pulsating flesh; then dropped his hand to one of Nezumi's nipples. He thumbed it in a lazy motion while his mouth touched his most intimately spot again, sipping and stroking as if the sweet and tender bud was prepared to bloom. He used his tongue to enter him a bit, earning a lot of moans. Although Nezumi never did something like this to him – he hadn't given him a blowjob yet – Shion knew very well how it was supposed to feel when he stimulated his nerve endings in this way. Nezumi could barely breathe; Shion's mouth was ruthlessly pleasure-giving…

"Sh…Shion…" he moaned, his toes curled. It felt damn good and he was pissed because he wanted to do this to Shion first!

The boy didn't care; he simply enjoyed it to taste his lover, seeing him in this situation. After a while he grabbed the big pot of lube and opened the lid. He looked inside of the jar and smelled at it. He blinked and stuck his whole hand inside.

"W…what are you doing, idiot?" Nezumi asked, his voice trembling.

"Like I said, I don't want to hurt you…"

"You're not going to stick your whole hand inside of me, don't you?"

"What? NO! Who's the crazy one now?"

Shion shook his head and looked at the lube. It was pale pink and smelled a lot like strawberry, so he wanted to know if it also tasted like the fruit. He licked one of his fingers.

"Hey, it's not supposed to be eaten, stupid!" Nezumi yelled, sitting up.

"But it's really tasty! Very fruity…" he said excitedly, licking it again. Then he kissed the other male, letting him taste the awfully sweet cream. Nezumi smacked a few times.

"Shion, baby. You're sweet enough. Don't give that stuff to me again…" he whined, causing Shion to laugh.

"Oh, you're so cute today, Nezumi!" he said delighted and licked his own lips thoroughly before kissing his friend once more. Suddenly the raven-haired felt a strange sensation when Shion's first finger entered his bud, but it didn't hurt at all. He gasped slightly. The boy's movements were unbelievably gentle and careful. Furthermore, he watched his lovers face narrowly, ready to stop at anytime in case he spotted a sign of pain in his lover's expression. But there was no way Shion could ever hurt him – he was just too fucking gentle. Even his massaging and scissoring fingers felt soft and kind of surreal. After a while the slim tender fingers disappeared and the boy let his elbows rest on the couch, each one placed on either side of Nezumi's head. He smiled at him.

"Are you alright?" he asked softly.

"Yes, of course. Like I said, you're not able to hurt me…"

"And I said that you're really mean…" he whispered and sighed.

Nezumi hugged him tightly.

"No, I don't mean it like that, stupid. You're average, okay? It's just that you're fucking gentle. You're so gentle I'm going to end up pissed because I don't feel an –" Nezumi gasped as he suddenly felt Shion fill him. His whole boy responded to their pleasurable connection as his world was reduced only to the boy in his arms. Feeling Shion's light body on his while he was filled up was simply incredible; and the scent of Shion's beautiful nearly translucent hair and the whisper of his breath drove Nezumi out of his mind. There was just desire and love.

"O…oh god…oh god…ohh…Nezumi!" Shion moaned. "You feel so good… it's so warm and tight ahh, inside… and I can feel your muscles pulsating around me. Ahhh, ah…amazing!"

"Sh…shut up, Shion!" Nezumi groaned embarrassed. He embraced Shion's slim shoulders and started to move against the younger boy. Every movement caused a surge of desire and pleasure. He wanted more.

"Move, dammit! Shion! Move your hips!" Nezumi's one hand ran up Shion's back to hold the head of his beloved white-haired while the other one caressed the boy's spine lovingly, stroking his butt as well. He felt Shion's breath in his ear; so hot and heavy, but the younger had no words for him right now as his body started to tremble against the raven-haired's, very slowly and very soft.

Shion thrust into him, again and again. His voice was shaky and Nezumi had the feeling the boy held back. He pulled the young man by the ears so he had to face him and gazed into Shion's sorrowful eyes.

"D…does it hurt, Nezumi? D…don't wanna harm you…" Shion whispered; his face flushed. Nezumi furled his eyebrows. He didn't want Shion to be in sorrow because of him, he wanted him to enjoy it. He cupped his face strongly.

"Sh…Shion, don't make me repeat myself. You're soft like a cotton ball…" he groaned. Of course he felt Shion's length inside of him, but he used so much lube it was really slippery. There was no way this boy was able to injure him at all. Nezumi massaged Shion's back and gave him a stunning smile. The younger boy gulped, seeing nothing but love and tenderness in Nezumi's eyes. His long hair framed the pale skin beautifully and while Shion rested inside of him he felt all those amazing muscle contractions and even Nezumi's heartbeat.

"You're way to tense… Relax, baby. I want you to enjoy this…" he said in a low, very calming voice. His long fingers caressed the boy's slightly chubby cheeks – his round, youthful face hadn't changed that much. The boy was just thin, but Nezumi always thought that his face was really cute. Big eyes, long lashes, alabaster skin, his button nose and roundish cheeks; Shion always was a very doll-like boy. He still looked very young, although he had matured a bit since his 16th year of life.

One way too gentle thrust followed another. Shion started sweating while cold shivers ran down his back. Somehow the feeling was too much for him and he wasn't sure how Nezumi was able to manage it to love him so passionately without hurting him.

"N…nezumi… you're…you're still allri –"

Shion wasn't able to finish his question because he was flung through the air. After doing an artistic salto he rolled on the bed against the wall. Within a second the older male was on top of him, looking at him really pissed. Shion's eyes widened.

"Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, Nezumi! I'm so sorry!"

"What? No! I'm just pissed because you wanted to ask me again if I'm alright! Damnit, Shion, I'm not made of sugar! Shit! You're driving me nuts. Fuck me like a man!"

Shion still stared at him bewildered, trembling. Nezumi sighed.

"I tried to help you… I tried to encourage you. I even tried not to be sarcastically, but I can't stand it any longer, Shion!" he yelled and grabbed Shion's erection.

"I…I'm sorry, Nezumi." Shion whispered and wanted to sit up, but Nezumi's went to his chest pushed him down.

"I show you how you've to do it! When you still suck the next time, I'll never let you do it to me again, got it?" Nezumi said; his voice softened a bit. Shion blinked confused, but then nodded.

The elder let the boy's slippery erection penetrate him once more. He moaned and started to rock his hips, giving Shion some wonderful sensations by riding his manhood up and down, first slowly then frantically, from side to side and even in a circular fashion. Finally the boy's loud familiar moans filled the air again. Nezumi had missed them a bit. He also moaned, he wasn't that quiet today. It was an entirely new sensation, especially when the head of Shion's length hit his certain spot. It made him see stars, feel dizzy and longing for more.

"Ahhh…ah…" Shion yelled, lying on the bed like a pancake. He trembled and opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and watched this stunning beauty that always liked to keep control during sex.

"N…nezumi!"

The raven-haired took Shion's hands and placed them on his sides. "What are you waiting for, airhead? Touch me!" he said, then bend forward to kiss him, while the younger fondled his chest and back, his tights and hips. While their tongues played with each other the younger started to tense up, his grip tightened and he moaned into the raven-haired's mouth while he came deep inside of this warmth. Nezumi blushed slightly. What a strange feeling…

He gasped and leaned back, enjoyed Shion's orgasm face and licked his own lips. He grinned. Shion seemed to have a pretty long orgasm. What a cute sight. The boy's face was flushed, his eyes closed and he bit his lips while his whole body trembled and twitched. Many little sounds escaped his lips and once his climax ebbed away he opened his eyes and looked at his lover smilingly.

Shion took a deep breath. He was pretty relaxed now and started to stroke Nezumi's unattended member. The elder's hand joined in, teased Shion's slender fingers. He started thrusting into the little twisting palm. Pleasure boiled through his shaky body and it didn't take long until he drenched the boy's belly and chest in spurts of his liquid. After his climax he collapsed on top of Shion, feeling thin arms hugging him tightly. He didn't care that he smeared his own cum while pressing his chest against Shion's; he just wanted to feel the trembling body as close as possible.

They shared a couple of lovely kisses and nibbles while recovering their breaths. Then Shion started to clean himself and also licked Nezumi's chest.

"You taste good…"

"Perv…"

Nezumi chuckled.

"But I'll defiantly try yours, too."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

He cupped Shion's face and kissed him softly while they cuddled up.

"I love you, Shion."

"I love you, too. So much."

Shion was happy.

"Heel!" Inukashi commanded one of her bigger dogs – little Shion's favorite. The dog hurried to Inukashi's side, carrying the small boy carefully. He has been lying on his back and sleeping for several hours but Inukashi decided to wake him up now or else he wouldn't be able to sleep at night. She stroked his back tenderly and sat him up, kneeled right beside him.

"Wake up, Shion…" she said softly and smiled seeing the child opening his eyes slowly. He blinked a few times.

"Mama…" the little man yawned with his high voice, hugging the tanned girl sweetly. Inukashi stroked his back and ruffled his hair then.

"The dogs told me that Shion is going to leave soon, ya know? So let's go visit him." she told him and stood up.

"They're going to leave? Noooo!" he screeched.

"Shion's got work to do…"

"But he's your best dog washer, mama!"

Inukashi laughed and kissed little Shion's forehead.

"He's the second best. You're my number one."

The little face lightened up. "Really?"

"I would never tell ya lies, my baby!"

"The city needs Shion, right?"

"Yeah! Smart kid!" she answered grinningly and patted his head.

"And nousie? Will he go, too?"

"Dunno. So let's go and ask them."

The kid nodded and jumped down on his feet, grabbed Inukashi's hand and looked up to her.

"Let's go!"

After a little walk Inukashi and her foster-son arrived at the old hideout. The boy bounced down the stairs happily. Inukashi followed, seeing that Nezumi's door was open – probably to air the room. Inukashi grabbed the kid's arm and pulled him towards her. Both of them carefully sneaked a peek at the inside of the underground room. Nezumi's head rested on Shion's lap. The white-haired's fingers ran through Nezumi's long dark hair lovingly while Cinnamon used to make herself comfortable right on Shion's head. The older caressed Shion's arms or fondled the site of the boy's torso. Both of them gazed into each other's eyes and talked calmly.

Inukashi blinked – one time, two times, three times. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"What the heck is going on here?" she whispered. Was she about going insane? The boy's were always close, but she thought it was just because they used to live in such a small room together.

"Cuddle-time?" little Shion asked and smiled cutely, also hugging Inukashi.

Inukashi clicked her tongue and embraced the child, too, then cleared her throat. Nezumi let his guard absolutely down. Inukashi was terrified.

"Inukashi! We know you're out there…" Nezumi's low voice said, surprising the girl. Slowly she entered the room with little Shion, sniffing.

"This smell…" she asked. She didn't know the smell, but it was really strange. She never had a problem with disgusting stenches so she didn't really care, but she never had experienced something like that before.

"What have ya done in here? It stinks...kinda strange." She asked flustered, especially when Shion started to blush extremely.

"What's going on here?"

Nezumi sat up and looked at her, grinning devilishly.

"I screwed him, he screwed me…"

"Nezumi!" Shion yelled embarrassed.

"What?" the elder asked.

"The child!"

"Right! The child, moron…" Inukashi added and covered little Shion's ears with both of her hands. The boy blinked and Inukashi's face blushed extremely.

"You're kidding, right? Tell me you're kidding…"

"I'm not!" Nezumi answered, still smirking. He put his arm around Shion's shoulder and pulled him closer. Shion clung to him and nodded approvingly. "We're in love with each other…" the younger whispered. Inukashi stared at them. Somehow she had guessed it already, but it was defiantly a strange feeling. But yes, they were close. They were always so close. She sighed deeply.

"Whatever!"

"So you're accepting us?" Shion asked, his face lightening up. Nezumi rolled his eyes. As if he cared about that dog brat's acceptance. In fact he just wanted it because he didn't feel like hiding it all the time. But somehow they all were something like friends, so it was better. Those shitty dogs would go and tell her anyway.

Inukashi sighed again. "Yes. Of course." Her face softened a bit.
"When I told about my mother both of ya accepted it, too. And ya always behaved a bit suspicious, ya know?"

"Huh? Did we?" Shion asked sheepishly.

Inukashi nodded, then tilted her head, gazing at the two boys with her pitch-black eyes sternly. On the one hand, she had a lot of questions, but on the other hand she wasn't sure if she really wanted to know…

Nezumi raised one of his eyebrows looking at her and started to tongue-fuck Shion's ear teasingly. Shion blushed and closed his eyes. "Nezumi! Don't… Inukashi's…" he breathed and gasped feeling Nezumi's hot wet tongue licking the end of his scar lasciviously.

"Oh my god! Stop it!" Inukashi shouted, turning as red as a beetroot. She covered little Shion's eyes, too and dragged him out of the room.

Nezumi smirked and turned his head to face the girl.

"Just thought you stared at us because you wanted to watch the peepshow, milady." Nezumi retorted nonchalantly.

"No! NO! I never wanted to!" Inukashi screamed furiously, still extremely blushing, and lifted little Shion up to go on a run. After Nezumi and Shion had gazed after her for a while, Nezumi started to belly laugh really hard. This was priceless. Shion furled his eyebrows. He wanted to tell him not to be so mean, but just as he was about to open his mouth they heard fast pawing steps again, coming closer. Suddenly the girl was back, carrying little Shion under her arm and looking at both of them furiously, totally out of breath.

"Shion!" she yelled. "If ya give my Shion and me such a long alone time once more and don't come to wash my dogs soon again I'll kick your skinny little ass so hard you'll learn how to fly! And Nezumi! If I see Shion suffer again because of ya, I'll set all my dogs on ya, geddit?"

The girl panted with rage and stormed out of the underground room for a second time.

Both males gazed after her in bewilderment. After a while Shion blinked and chuckled. "Inukashi sure is cute, hm?"

"Idiot."

All things are supposed to come to an end – therefore Nezumi and Shion had to go on. But their love was as fresh as a spring morning and as strong as the hottest day of this beautiful summer, so both of them knew they never wanted to be separated again. Nezumi remembered Shion's words he told him when they reunited: "Sometimes it's necessary to compromise."

Shion was right. If they wanted to stay together it was a necessity, but it shouldn't be a problem. Nezumi wanted to follow Shion just as the boy wanted to follow him. They were still young and had boundless possibilities. Nezumi wanted them to wander through the most beautiful wildflower meadows. He wanted to see the boy surrounded by his name giving plants. Nezumi wanted to give him a fright while wandering through misty forests and he wanted to dunk him while bathing in the widest oceans.

But he also wanted to help Karan out for a while and learn how she was able to bake so good bread, he wanted to take Shion to work in the morning and pick him up in the evening for a walk. He wanted to spend the whole day in bed with him, reading, laughing, and loving each other again and again. Although their honeymoon was over and the hot passionate summer days also found their end, it was just the beginning of their love story, their bright future. Both of them knew it. They were alive and they wanted to enjoy their live together to the fullest!

Epilogue

Time flew by and the warm summer days were followed by a golden autumn. Gentle wind caressed the long golden grain spikes and all the treetops on the fringe of the beautiful colored Northern forest, earning a soothingly rustling. Historical streets, fascinating alleys and country lanes led through charming redbrick house villages and enchanted wild gardens, followed by stunning oak woodlands carpeted in soft layers of mosses, liverworts and lichens; ancient pinewood forests and highlands. Magnificent hot springs invited to stay, but a lot of other natural events also wanted to be discovered – geysers, secret limestone caves, odd colored lakes or beautiful lagoons, stunning flora and fauna.

Being able to see all of the nature's beauty was the wanderer's reward for all his efforts. It gave him inner peace. As a child of the forest the bard needed boundless freedom. He wasn't meant to stay in an urban cage for too long.

But did a vagrant life also mean loneliness?

The young man breathed freely, standing on a cliff end enjoying a magnificent view. The autumn wind caressed his hair while he closed his eyes and smiled.

No. He didn't felt solitude at all.

"Hey! I said wait for me, meanie… You're way too fast for me. Oh man, my feet are killing me."

The wanderer turned around, opened his eyes and reached out his hand. He smiled warmly.

"Get used to it, pussy."

"Hey, don't call me like that. You're trained and I'm not. I love it, but it's really exhausting for me…"

"Well then, I just recommend Your Majesty to kindly hold his tongue, relax his royal feet and enjoy the glorious view!"

The ecologist eyes grew wider. Being able to see all those things he just knew from books in reality was breathtaking. He was able to learn so many things. And he wanted to make use of his wisdom, not only helping the former No. 6 but also all those other cities – as a messenger.

He felt a warm hand touching his own and pressed it gently.

"Wow…" he breathed, seeing the beautiful autumn landscape the wanderer wanted to show him so badly. It was a meandering way surrounded by wild flowers and colorful trees, shining reddish in the sunset glow.

"Yes. It's beautiful, huh?"

'Just like you…'

"Yes…"

They shared a gentle, but passionate kiss.

"Let's go now. It's getting dark; we need to find a place to sleep. And tomorrow we'll finally head home. Can't wait to eat mama's bread again."

"Yeah, me too. It's nice to have a place to return to, right?"

Their fingers entwined as they walked side by side – following the red path to their tomorrow.

The End