kamenashi Hayato, my son... my lover... VI
Chappie VI
"Kazuya..."
He moaned.
"Oh, Kazuya...."
"Ahh"'
Kazuya muffled his moans by covering his mouth with his hands.
"Don't..."
He panted.
"I want to hear you..."
"Ah! Oh! Oooohhh....."
The moans soared out as the other gently pried his hand off his mouth.
"I love you...."
He whispered.
"Kazuya..... I love you..."
Kame looked into the other's eyes, and brought both his hands around his neck.
The other lifted him up and settled him on his laps. Hands on that slim waist as he guides the smaller one up and down his length.
Kazuya tightened his hold around him, and screamed even louder as the other hit that spot inside of him.
He's close, and he knows the smaller one too.
He sneaked his hands between their body and take the other's member, and began stroking it.
"Come... With me..."
He whispered.
Not even a minute later, Kazuya screamed on top of his lungs.
"Kazuya..."
He gasped and shot his loads into the other's.
He watched as the man on his laps panting, trying to even out his breath.
Slowly, and tenderly, he cupped the other's cheeks, and smiled.
Kazuya smiled back at him, his eyes half lidded.
"Aishiteru, Kazuya..."
He caressed that soft cheek.
"I love you."
Kazuya leaned in to the touch, and brought his finger tips to the other's lips.
Caressing his lips as Kazuya smiled at him.
He couldn't resist, and kiss Kazuya full on the lips.
Pouring all his feelings into that kiss.
"I love you, Kazu..."
"I love you too."
Kazuya said lovingly.
"I love you too-"
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Hayato gasped and rose from his bed.
He ruffled his hair roughly and slapped his cheeks a couple of times.
Ugh!!!!!!!!!
He gave his bed a punch.
What the fuck!!!!!!!!!!
He looked down and curse even more to see that his pajama pants is a little wet and he has the biggest hard-on he's ever seen.
"I just had sex with my own-"
He couldn't even finish that statement.
The image keeps on playing in his head. All that is playing in his head is Kazuya's face, and how he wrapped his arms around his neck, and them doing it sitting down on the bed.
How they both come together, and the lustful kisses they share, and how needy both of them of each other.
He slapped himself harder.
He pinched himself in the arms, cheeks, and slapped himself again and again.
He smacked his own heads, in order to just get the image off his mind.
"How do I know those stuffs anyway?"
He grumbled.
"I don't even watch that kind of porn..."
The scene automatically played again in his head.
He began on hitting his forehead and slapping his cheeks again to get those thoughts off his head.
And to also make his member calm down a bit.
"Come on, DAMN IT!!!"
He screamed at his manhood.
"Go down!!! You shouldn't be up like this!!!!"
He grabbed his manhood and gave it a squeez.
Regretting it as a moan escaped his mouth.
But it felt good.
He sneaked his hands into his pajama pants, and began stroking his member.
Beginning at a slow steady pace, and gradually increasing it.
His moans got louder, and with he quickly muffled it with his free hand, not wanting his tou-chan to check on him.
Stroking it faster, he laid down on the bed, and let out a pleasurable moan as he was coming closer.
He focused on the tip of his member, and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Ohhh..."
He bit his lips.
"Hayato?"
He gasped and immediately looked at the door of his bedroom.
It's still closed, which he's thankful for.
He immediately retrieved his hands out of his pants, and groaned in frustration.
"I was close!!!"
"Hayato?"
Kame knocked on the door this time.
The teen felt like crying as he got up and opened his door.
"Ohayou, tou-chan..."
He faked a yawn, and scratched his eyes sleepily.
"Are you okay?"
Kame frowned.
"Hai, daijo-"
He almost choke on air as he finally stopped scratching his eyes and saw the figure in front of him.
His tou-chan, standing in front of his bedroom door, with a glass of milk on hand, naked, clad only in a very loose grey sweat pants, hanging low on his hips.
Said sweat pants probably belongs to him, YES it does belong to him because it has his school's mascot!!!
HIS PANTS!
HIS TOU-CHAN, wearing HIS SWEAT PANTS!!!
He bit his tongue, and his lips, and reached his own butt to pinch himself.
"Hayato?"
Kame waved his hand in front of his son's face.
"Hey... are you okay??"
Hayato didn't budge.
"Why is your face a little red?"
Kame settled the glass on the nearby counter, and touched his son's face.
"Hayato... what happened? You have red spots..."
Kame cupped his cheek.
Hayato gulped, and bit his inner cheek.
"Your forehead is red..."
Kame frowned, and with his other hand, softly caresses it.
"Doshtano?"
"Ah...."
Hayato let out.
"Anou...."
"You're sweating too..."
Kame stroke the teen's slightly damp hair.
"Are you sick, Haya?"
Hayato gulped.
The dream played again in his mind.
His tou-chan's hands still on him, and he wishes those hands are on his torso, or his lower parts instead of his cheek and hair.
"Drink the milk first, and I'll drive you to the hospital."
Kame took the glass from the counter.
"And you rest, if you're feeling fine by then, we'll go dine with Jay's family, if not, you'll be staying home, okay?"
His member is begging for release.
And he's sure that his balls are blue right now because it was not able to release his loads.
"Hayato..."
Kame slightly shake the glass in front of him.
"Drink the milk."
He nodded a little, and with a slightly shaky hand, he took the glass from his tou-chan.
The teen managed to spill a little of the milk to his tou-chan's hand.
"You spilled it."
Kame shook his head.
"Come on, it's still warm, drink it."
Kame urges the teen.
He saw the white fluid on his hand, and he licked it, making a little sucking sound.
"It's still warm, Haya, so finish it."
He said again.
Hayato felt his pants getting wetter.
Fuck....
"Hayato... why are you..."
Kame trailed.
"You made a mess!"
The older man looked at his room.
Hayato's eyes widened.
"What did you do to make the bed like that?"
Kame frowned.
He was about to go past his son towards his bedroom, but the teen stopped him, and pushed him away.
Immediately, he went inside his room and slammed his door shut.
"Hayato-"
Kame lost his balance, and twisted his right ankle.
He came crushing to the wall, and hissed painfully.
"Itaii..."
He gasped.
"Ouch...."
Hayato put his milk on the table inside his room, and he pants heavily as if he just ran a marathon.
He glance at his pajama bottom, and indeed he just came standing still at the sight of the older man.
He took his math text book and hit his head with it.
After a couple of hits, he felt dizzy and stopped.
He covered his face with his hands, and crouched down.
"The fuck's wrong with me???"
He groaned.
He sighed, and took the milk on the table.
His tou-chan will always have a glass of milk for him every morning.
Before breakfast, he always make sure that he has his vitamin D.
Maybe that helps because now he has strong body, and he's taller, good build for a basket ball player.
He chug the contents down.
"You spilled it."
He frowned, bringing his mouth to lick the content on his hand.
His eyes went wide, and he chocked on his milk.
The image of the older man licking the spilled milk off his hand was just plain wrong, but so erotic.
That alone made him cum standing still.
And it didn't help that the older one was wearing his sweat pants and was topless.
"With a hair slightly messy, topless, and wearing MY sweat pants...?"
He growled.
"Might as well we have sex!!! That's how it is with people after they have sex, they wear the other partner's clothes."
He sighed in frustration, and buried his head in his hands.
"Damn it!!!! I'm going hard again!!!!"
He cursed.
Kame massages his right ankle a bit, and wiggles his foot along.
It doesn't hurt as much, so it's okay now.
He doesn't know what went wrong with his son.
The teen looked frustrated, and just pushed him off like that.
"Is he hiding his report card, or something?"
He sighed.
He saw the bathroom door down the hall opened, Hayato came out of the bathroom wearing a white polo shirt, and fresh pair of boxers.
Water slightly dripping from his wet hair.
He stood in front of Kame, and lowered his head.
His tou-chan isn't wearing his pants anymore, he's clad in his jeans and a button down shirt.
All freshly cleaned up, ready to go.
"Tou-chan..."
He said softly.
"Gomen ne..."
Kame breathes in deeply, and just stare at the teen.
"Gomen nasai, tou-chan..."
He bowed.
"Gomen nasai."
Kame sighed and shook his head.
"Sit."
Kame said, almost in a demanding tone.
The boy obeyed him and sat next to him on the sofa.
"Is everything okay?"
Kame said, no anger evident in his voice.
"Are you okay?"
Hayato nodded.
"Is that nod for both my questions?"
"Hai."
"Good."
"Gomen nasai, tou-chan."
He said again.
"It's okay."
Kame smiled.
"It didn't break my bone."
"I was just worried if something happened with you."
Hayato nodded a little, and head still hanging low, staring at the towel in his hand.
Kame smiled and took the towel from the teen's hand.
He stood up, and sit behind his son, and towel dry his hair.
"I guess not everything about you changes, Hayato."
He chuckled.
Hayato's heart began to beat faster again.
Trying to relax as the older man gently drying his hair.
And sometimes, he would stroke his hair along.
He closes his eyes at the gentle touch.
The gentle and loving touch that he's familiar with.
When Hayato could shower or bathe himself, his tou-chan is the one drying his hair.
He doesn't dry them in the bathroom, leaving it for the older man to do it.
"But..."
Hayato can see the smile on his tou-chan's beautiful face.
"I'm glad you're not all changed."
"Hn?"
"Well, even though you're always somehow trouble some..."
Kame laughed, mocking him a little.
"Trouble... some? Mendoksai?? Ore??"
Kame laughed again.
"Yes..."
He growled a little.
"Troublesome."
Kame nodded.
"Hontou ni, troublesome."
Hayato pouted, and crossed his arms.
Seeing that, Kame smiled, and he set the towel away as he softly stroke the damp hair.
"That's okay."
He told him.
"You're my son."
He continues to stroke his hair.
"Whether you're troublesome or not... you're my son, and I love you."
Hayato wanted to cry.
Yeah... because I'm your son, right?
Kame continued talking, and tears pooled in his eyes.
That's all I'll ever going to be, huh...
That's all I am in your eyes.
That's all I am in your heart...
Your son...
"Hayato?"
"Hai?"
He blinked back the tears and slightly turn his head.
"Is everything really okay?"
He gave a small nod.
"I don't want to be the type of tou-chan who nags, but..."
Kame stood up and went to sit in his place before, in front of the teen.
"You can talk to me... about anything and everything."
Hayato smiled a little and nod again.
"If you can't talk to me like a tou-chan, then talk to me as one of your friend."
He ruffled the teen's hair again.
"Like how you talk to Jay, Nick, or Riley."
Hayato looked into his eyes, and was almost lost in those beautiful orbs.
But he gave an assuring smile to the older man.
"Hai."
His tou-chan smiles back.
"Yosh."
Kame nodded.
"Are you really feeling okay?"
"Hai."
"Do you want to stay home, and just see me later at Jay's dad's party?"
"Why? Where are you going?'
He frowned.
"We do need to give him something on his birthday dinner, right?'
Kame pointed.
"I was thinking of buying a champagne or a wine for them."
Kame pointed.
"If you want to go with me, you can, if you're feeling okay."
Kame added.
"Then we can just go straight to their place, along with the gift."
Hayato nodded.
"We can have lunch outside."
Kame smiled.
"I'll go."
He nodded, almost frantically.
"Okay, go get dressed."
He pats his son's cheek softly.
"Hai."
Hayato got up.
"And I promise I won't be troublesome."
Kame grinned at him.
He shook his head and caresses the towel, smiling.
Only knowing simple and slang Japanese, not speaking it properly... childish...
Just like your dad...
Hontou ni mendokusai...
Kame brought the towel to his cheek and closed his eyes.
Jin....
***
After hanging out the whole day, getting Jay's dad a present, they head straight to Jay's pent house after they dropped their stuffs at home.
Kame, being the shopaholic that he is, couldn't resist buying while they strode the streets of 5th avenue and SoHo.
Buying a new trench coat and a scarf in Burberry, a new bag in Louis Vuitton, and a new work suit in Versace.
Hayato just follows his tou-chan around, and give him some kind of compliments at the things shown in front of him.
Hayato, of course shops here and there too.
Beaming and grinning, and thanking his tou-chan as the man bought him an authentic basket ball jersey signed by the legendary basket ball players.
Earning him an envious look from other boys in the store as he walked next to his tou-chan to pay for it.
Kame spoils himself and spoils Hayato.
Whatever Hayato wants, he'll get it and bring it to the counter and swipe his card.
Money's not a problem, money's not going to be a problem with him for Hayato.
He works for him anyways, so spoiling him is alright.
And Hayato carries all the bags as his tou-chan picks the finest wine in the store.
"Tou-chan... any wine is fine, right?"
He frowned.
Kame raised the glass higher, and give it a shake.
"No..."
He shook his head.
He wonders how his tou-chan would know all the detailed stuffs about wine.
They're the same, why would he care?
"Just pick the most expensive one, for that matter, and I think Jay's dad would be happy. "
"Hayato, just because it's expensive, does not necessarily tastes good."
He told the teen.
"This one, please."
Kame nodded, after he had a taste of it, and approved of it.
"Great choice, sir."
The salesman beamed.
"This is our finest in the store."
"How much is it?'
Hayato pointed.
"This is one, is the finest from European's vineyard, $1000."
He replied.
"You know your wine well, sir."
"Thank you."
Kame smiled.
"Can you also put it into a box, please."
"Right away."
He nodded, and proceeded his task.
"But, still, why do you know so much, tou-chan?"
Hayato nagged.
"When I was younger, I did this drama about a guy who's an heir to a wine business thing, so, in order to get into characters, the director kind of tell me to just learn about wine and-"
"Drama?!"
Hayato's eyes widened.
"I didn't know you were-"
"Well, yeah, school and stuff."
Kame lied.
"Drama class in school and- huh, if you say all that in Japanese, I would've been so proud of you, Hayato."
Kame changed the subject.
"Demo... just for school, you study wine?"
Hayato frowned.
"Can I give a try, tou-chan?"
"Dame, you're not old enough."
Kame shook his head.
"But... you drink for the drama thing in the school... what does it matter?"
Hayato pouted.
Kame ignored his son's protests and paid for his purchases.
Hayato sulked.
"I have another 3 years till I'm 21, tou-chan..."
"Then wait for it, Haya."
Kame said as he walked out with Hayato holding the door for him.
"But, you could have it when you're 20."
He pouted.
"Since you were in Japan... AH!!! can you take me to Japan when I'm 20??? That way it's legal too for me, because I am still a Japanese after all."
Kame stopped, and looked at his son.
"We'll see."
"Nande??!!! Tou-chan, the last time I went there, I was 12!!!"
He exclaimed.
"Not fair!!! I want to go too, you went last month, tou-chaaaaannn~"
"We should drop our stuffs first, and we'll go to Jay's house now."
Hayato tsked and got into the taxi along with his tou-chan.
He misses Japan.
He wants to go back and visits his family, and his uncles, instead of them visiting here, he wants to go back.
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"Why the long face, Haya-chan?"
Jay grinned.
"Jay, do you want to bend over for a long time?"
Hayato glared at him.
"The fuck?"
Jay frowned.
"Unless you don't want to, you better shut up, or else, I'll make you crouched down for a long time."
"Jay, he meant him, kicking your crotch, idiot."
Nick shook his head.
"Boys..."
Jay's mom sat down along with them on the couch.
"Language, please."
"Mom, it's Hayato's fault."
Jay pointed.
"No, Jay's fault, oba-san."
Hayato shook his head.
"All of them anyways, kaa-chan."
Rie, Jay's sister sat next to Hayato.
"You're right, sweetie."
"Hey, get away from Hayato."
Jay pointed.
"My brother's jealous, Hayato."
She rolled her eyes.
"I won't steal him away from you, nii-san. When were you an item anyway?"
"Not that, Rie."
Riley grinned at the younger girl.
"Your dearest brother here, thought our Hayato banged you."
"Is that the language you young people use right now?"
Jay's dad sat down and shook his head.
Both Riley's parents and Nick's glared at both their sons.
"Hayato's just like my brother."
Rie pretended to gag herself and throw up.
"Actually, kaa-chan, can we ask Kazuya oji-san to take Jay, and we take Hayato instead? He's a better brother figure than Jay anyways."
"Brat."
Jay growled.
"So, I see only Riley brings his date with him."
Jay's dad changed the topic.
"Where are your dates?"
The man looks at Hayato, Nick, and his son.
"Don't want to bring her along."
Jay murmured.
"Why, J-kun... couldn't control your dick, and might just drag her to your room and bang her senseless??"
Hayato smirked, whispering at his ear.
"Dude... I might just bang your Kazumi."
Hayato smirked and sipped his drink.
"Awww, Jay... just because you're my bestfriend... I won't hesitate if you-"
"Anyways, it's almost your anniversary soon, right?"
Nick asked both couples, cutting the dangerous conversation his two friendsare sharing, and changing the topic altogether.
"Yeah."
Jay's mom nodded.
"Where are you going with dad?"
Rie asked.
"Back to Japan, that's how we met anyways."
She smiled.
"Yeah... she was such... a big fan of this group, and I was dragged by my bestfriend, who happened to like that group, and we bumped into each other there..."
"A Japanese group?"
Riley asked.
"Yeah... what was their name again, honey...?"
The man frowned.
"SWAT? SNAP?"
"SMAP."
She chuckled.
"SMAP."
"Right, right... bunch of good looking guys, apparently, and with a weird band names."
"Oh, yes, is this the same group from that agency, kaa-chan?"
Rie piped in.
"The boss, or the owner of the agency who likes to name his group with weird names...?"
"Yeah..."
She nodded.
"Despite the unusual names, they were all popular and make big money."
"There's a group, named 'Kinki Kids'. And me, being the American, just find it... weird, with the name of that band.. I thought she was into that kind of thing, but later I learned that those guys are people from the area of Kinki..."
"Yeah... American, or anyone from an English speaking country, would find that disturbing."
Nick and Riley nodded, chuckling.
"There's also these two other bands, NEW, and CARTOON, was it, honey?
He turned to his wife.
"She was so into them."
"I wasn't into those two groups. It's NEWS, and KAT-TUN."
She corrected him.
"I don't remember most of them..."
"KAT-TUN?"
Rie frowned.
"Yeah... I think it stands for each of the members' surnames."
She nodded.
As the people around him listens to the couple telling their stories, or more like, Jay's mom telling about what she was into when she was younger back in Japan...
Hayato was content on sipping his drink slowly, and eyes set on his tou-chan.
His tou-chan is speaking to Jay's aunt.
Jay's aunt is single, and is Japanese.
She's also pretty.
Hayato hates her already.
She's obviously flirting with him.
If she isn't Jay's aunt, he would get up and dunk her head in the punch bowl.
"KAT-TUN was famous though, just after debuted, they sell their singles into millions of copies."
She told Rie and the other guests.
"I love some of their songs, but not really paying attention to the members."
"Yes, because she was crazy for SWAMP."
Her husband nodded.
"Honey, it's SMAP."
She shook her head.
"I think one of my bestfriend, Naomi would know, she was so into those two groups."
Hayato gripped the glass tightly as he saw the lady laughs and touched his tou-chan's arms.
And it pisses him even more when his tou-chan laughs along with the bitch.
"Maybe Kazuya ji-san knows about them too, kaa-chan."
Rie pointed.
"I doubt it."
She shook her head.
"Kazuya-kun is younger than me, and I don't think he's the type that would go listen to idols. If you ask him about J-rock, I think he deffinately would know, boys are more into that than the idols, since idols are most likely, attracts the girls in the country."
"Well, let's start dinner, shall we?"
Jay's dad got up when the head chef presented the meal nicely on the table.
Hayato watched his tou-chan's movement fiercely.
As he let the lady sits down, Hayato immediately sat next to her, preventing her to sit next to him.
"Don't just do that, Hayato."
He scolded him.
"Gomen nasai..."
He smiled.
"Ahh, why can't you be like that, Jay?"
His mom pointed.
"Speak Japanese like Hayato."
"He has to, at home and such."
Kame nodded, as he sat besides his son, and on his other side is Jay.
Hayato explained to his two friends what his tou-chan and Jay's mom are talking about.
Not word from word as Kame would want him too, just the words that he knows, and change it into his own as he explains it to the other two and other guests.
"So Hayato can speak it, and you can't, Jay?"
Nick teased him.
"Yes I can!"
Jay fumed.
"Say something."
Riley pointed.
"Arigatou Gozaimasu, Kaa-chan."
"Dude... something like that, even Riley and I can say."
Nick rolled his eyes.
"Hayato is not all there too, Jay, don't worry."
Kame pats him.
"To think both of them goes to learn Japanese together."
Jay's mom sighed.
They all laugh and start their dinner.
Hayato smiled in triumph as the lady has no chance of flirting, or even talking to his tou-chan.
Bitch, he's mine!
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"Surprisingly it's not that cold tonight."
Kame inhaled deeply.
"Do you mind walking, or you're too tired?"
"Walking is good, tou-chan."
The longer I get to stay with you...
Kame smiled and they both walked into the avenues, away from the bigger street.
"I didn't know Riley has a girlfriend."
Kame pointed.
"That's not his girlfriend."
Hayato scoffed.
"She's not?"
He frowned.
"Jay's dad said, date, right? And, just because he brought her as his date, Riley won't make her his girlfriend unless he said so, tou-chan."
"Well, that's normal for first time courting her, no?"
Kame smiled.
"What about my son?"
"Hn?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Oh... are you... dating someone?"
Kame shook his head.
"Not even."
They're not you... I want you... Kazuya....
"Heh..."
Kame shook his head.
"At your age, all I want to do is dating, but I couldn't even be in a relationship because my boss wouldn't allow it."
Hayato frowned.
"Boss?"
"Ah... I mean..."
"Your boss prevented you of being in a relationship?"
Hayato frowned.
"What sort of job were you into, tou-chan? You had a job when you were my age???"
Kame thinks of a lie.
"I want to work too!"
"Ah! Hahaha..."
He faked a laugh.
"I meant your jii-chan. He's so demanding, so I called him boss."
"Jii-chan?"
Hayato frowned.
"Yes, my otou-san doesn't allow us dating."
Kame nodded.
"Nande?"
"School is important, so it's not good, it's a distraction."
Kame explained.
My relationship wasn't allowed yet at the time, J- Hayato...
"Do you allow me... to date?"
Hayato said, his tone went softer.
Kame smiled and nods.
I don't know...
Will I allow you?
I have to...
You're not him...
You're not mine.
You could've say no!!!
SAY NO!
Tou-chan... say no....
"Hmmm..."
The teen nodded as they kept walking.
"Do you approve of anyone I love?"
"Of course."
Kame nodded.
"Whoever they might be?"
"Hn."
Kame smiled.
"If that's your choice, then go for it. I can't stop you from anything, Haya."
Hayato walked slightly ahead of him, and smiled.
"That's good to know."
He murmured.
"I guess because Jii-chan is strict, you had me, huh, tou-chan..."
"Tou-chan?"
He turned around to see Kame leaning on a tree, face slightly pained.
"Tou-chan?"
He rushed back to the older man.
"Doshtano? Daijobu???"
"My ankle..."
Kame winced.
"Itai...."
Hayato gasped.
"Tou-chan... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay..."
He gritted his teeth.
"I guess we should've just buy the wine, not walk around the city."
He chuckled a little, hoping to ease his son a bit.
"But, tou-chan... it hurts, right?"
He frowned.
"I'm an athlete, and I've experienced these couple of times before."
"Daijobu-yo... I'm older than you, you're a kid."
Kame chuckled at him.
"Tou-chan-"
"Let's go, it's only 7 blocks left, I can manage."
Kame limped his way past his son.
Not getting too far, he slightly crouched and winced in pain again.
"Get on."
He frowned at his son, crouching down, pointing at his back at him.
"What are you doing?"
Kame frowned.
"Tou-chan, you can't walk."
He pointed.
"Hurry and get on, tou-chan, it's not that cold, but if we stay out here longer, we might as well be sick for the holiday."
"You only use Japanese when it's convinient."
He sighed.
"What does that matter?"
"No, I'm fine."
Kame pointed.
"Let's keep walking."
"Tou-chan..."
Hayato grabbed his wrist.
"Drop your pride."
Kame's eyes widened slightly at his son's statement.
"It's okay to admit it to me if it hurts that bad, tou-chan."
He said softly.
"What...."
Kame gaped slightly.
"It's okay, people doesn't know I'm your son, if you care about your image as the-"
"Hayato... do you really think-"
"Yes I do think that way, just because I'm the son, and you're the tou-chan, doesn't mean you shouldn't get on my back."
He pointed.
"Junno ji-chan gave a piggy back ride to Tatsuya ji-chan, and Tatsuya ji-chan is older. I know only 2 years older, but, what does it make a difference, tou-chan? 2 years and 18 years? It's just all numbers. It doesn't really matter, you know. And, even though Tatsuya ji-chan and Junno ji-chan are friends, and you're my tou-chan... I don't care if you're older than me, or if you'remy tou-chan... I still love you anyway."
Kame nodded slowly, gaping a little at the teen.
Hayato gasped as he realized what he just said.
"Haya..."
He closed his eyes, waiting for the reaction of the older man.
"You said all that without mixing it in English, ne?"
Kame smiled.
I love you
He was a bit disappointed at the reaction.
Guessed the older one didn't realize behind the meaning of his words.
Hayato walks slowly, enjoying the feeling of carrying the older but smaller man.
His tou-chan's arms wrapped loosely around his neck, he laid his cheek on one of his shoulder, and he slightly could feel his breath tickling his neck.
"Were you embarassed or something?"
Hayato broke the silent.
"Yes."
Kame sighed.
"This used to be the other way around, and it's supposed to stay that way, Haya."
"Well, I am taller, and builder than you, tou-chan."
He pointed.
"So it's just seems natural that way."
"Getting full of yourself."
"It's true, tou-chan."
He nodded.
"I am clearly taller than you... and builder. I have muscles, and.... I'm fit."
Kame just smiled and admitted his son was right.
"Ne, tou-chan..."
He asked softly.
"Hn?"
Kame replied, just as soft.
"Was she taller?"
"Who?"
Kame breathes in the scent of the younger man.
Hayato...
"Ummm... the woman who gave birth to me?"
He tilted his head to the side.
"You said all that before in full Japanese, yet you mixed this one?"
Kame chuckled sfotly.
"That sounded so weird."
Hayato chuckled.
"No."
His tou-chan replied few seconds later.
"No she isn't."
"Sou ka..."
They never talk about her.
Hayato wasn't even bothered by it anyway, and he's fine not knowing, which Kame is thankful for so he doesn't need to explain to his son about the woman who gave birth to him, but then again, he isn't his.
"She isn't taller than your tou-chan."
Your real tou-chan is tall, just like you...
Hayato nodded, and he gathered his courage to ask his next question.
"Did you...."
He gulped.
"Do you... love her, tou-chan?"
He said it.
And now, he just has to wait for the answer.
When he didn't hear any reply from the older one, he stopped walking and turned his head around.
He smiled.
"Oyasumi... otou-chan..."
"Goodnight... Kazuya."
He continued to walk again, securing his hold on the man's legs, making sure he won't fall, because the hold around his neck is loosened.
Smiling, as he walks the remaining few blocks from their building, he hums a familiar yet unfamiliar tune.
When he got to the building of their apartment, he greeted the doorman.
He went straight to the elevator and pressed the button to their floor.
As soon as he got home, he settled the older one in his bed, and took off his coat.
You're beautiful...
He took the older man's hand.
And was surprised as that smaller hand grabbed his in a soft yet firm grip, as if not wanting to let go, wanting him to stay.
Hayato brought that hand to his lips and kissed it.
Softly.
Aishiteru...
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"Kazuya..."
He moaned.
"Oh, Kazuya...."
"Ahh"'
Kazuya muffled his moans by covering his mouth with his hands.
"Don't..."
He panted.
"I want to hear you..."
"Ah! Oh! Oooohhh....."
The moans soared out as the other gently pried his hand off his mouth.
"I love you...."
He whispered.
"Kazuya..... I love you..."
Kame looked into the other's eyes, and brought both his hands around his neck.
The other lifted him up and settled him on his laps. Hands on that slim waist as he guides the smaller one up and down his length.
Kazuya tightened his hold around him, and screamed even louder as the other hit that spot inside of him.
He's close, and he knows the smaller one too.
He sneaked his hands between their body and take the other's member, and began stroking it.
"Come... With me..."
He whispered.
Not even a minute later, Kazuya screamed on top of his lungs.
"Kazuya..."
He gasped and shot his loads into the other's.
He watched as the man on his laps panting, trying to even out his breath.
Slowly, and tenderly, he cupped the other's cheeks, and smiled.
Kazuya smiled back at him, his eyes half lidded.
"Aishiteru, Kazuya..."
He caressed that soft cheek.
"I love you."
Kazuya leaned in to the touch, and brought his finger tips to the other's lips.
Caressing his lips as Kazuya smiled at him.
He couldn't resist, and kiss Kazuya full on the lips.
Pouring all his feelings into that kiss.
"I love you, Kazu..."
"I love you too."
Kazuya said lovingly.
"I love you too-"
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Hayato gasped and rose from his bed.
He ruffled his hair roughly and slapped his cheeks a couple of times.
Ugh!!!!!!!!!
He gave his bed a punch.
What the fuck!!!!!!!!!!
He looked down and curse even more to see that his pajama pants is a little wet and he has the biggest hard-on he's ever seen.
"I just had sex with my own-"
He couldn't even finish that statement.
The image keeps on playing in his head. All that is playing in his head is Kazuya's face, and how he wrapped his arms around his neck, and them doing it sitting down on the bed.
How they both come together, and the lustful kisses they share, and how needy both of them of each other.
He slapped himself harder.
He pinched himself in the arms, cheeks, and slapped himself again and again.
He smacked his own heads, in order to just get the image off his mind.
"How do I know those stuffs anyway?"
He grumbled.
"I don't even watch that kind of porn..."
The scene automatically played again in his head.
He began on hitting his forehead and slapping his cheeks again to get those thoughts off his head.
And to also make his member calm down a bit.
"Come on, DAMN IT!!!"
He screamed at his manhood.
"Go down!!! You shouldn't be up like this!!!!"
He grabbed his manhood and gave it a squeez.
Regretting it as a moan escaped his mouth.
But it felt good.
He sneaked his hands into his pajama pants, and began stroking his member.
Beginning at a slow steady pace, and gradually increasing it.
His moans got louder, and with he quickly muffled it with his free hand, not wanting his tou-chan to check on him.
Stroking it faster, he laid down on the bed, and let out a pleasurable moan as he was coming closer.
He focused on the tip of his member, and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Ohhh..."
He bit his lips.
"Hayato?"
He gasped and immediately looked at the door of his bedroom.
It's still closed, which he's thankful for.
He immediately retrieved his hands out of his pants, and groaned in frustration.
"I was close!!!"
"Hayato?"
Kame knocked on the door this time.
The teen felt like crying as he got up and opened his door.
"Ohayou, tou-chan..."
He faked a yawn, and scratched his eyes sleepily.
"Are you okay?"
Kame frowned.
"Hai, daijo-"
He almost choke on air as he finally stopped scratching his eyes and saw the figure in front of him.
His tou-chan, standing in front of his bedroom door, with a glass of milk on hand, naked, clad only in a very loose grey sweat pants, hanging low on his hips.
Said sweat pants probably belongs to him, YES it does belong to him because it has his school's mascot!!!
HIS PANTS!
HIS TOU-CHAN, wearing HIS SWEAT PANTS!!!
He bit his tongue, and his lips, and reached his own butt to pinch himself.
"Hayato?"
Kame waved his hand in front of his son's face.
"Hey... are you okay??"
Hayato didn't budge.
"Why is your face a little red?"
Kame settled the glass on the nearby counter, and touched his son's face.
"Hayato... what happened? You have red spots..."
Kame cupped his cheek.
Hayato gulped, and bit his inner cheek.
"Your forehead is red..."
Kame frowned, and with his other hand, softly caresses it.
"Doshtano?"
"Ah...."
Hayato let out.
"Anou...."
"You're sweating too..."
Kame stroke the teen's slightly damp hair.
"Are you sick, Haya?"
Hayato gulped.
The dream played again in his mind.
His tou-chan's hands still on him, and he wishes those hands are on his torso, or his lower parts instead of his cheek and hair.
"Drink the milk first, and I'll drive you to the hospital."
Kame took the glass from the counter.
"And you rest, if you're feeling fine by then, we'll go dine with Jay's family, if not, you'll be staying home, okay?"
His member is begging for release.
And he's sure that his balls are blue right now because it was not able to release his loads.
"Hayato..."
Kame slightly shake the glass in front of him.
"Drink the milk."
He nodded a little, and with a slightly shaky hand, he took the glass from his tou-chan.
The teen managed to spill a little of the milk to his tou-chan's hand.
"You spilled it."
Kame shook his head.
"Come on, it's still warm, drink it."
Kame urges the teen.
He saw the white fluid on his hand, and he licked it, making a little sucking sound.
"It's still warm, Haya, so finish it."
He said again.
Hayato felt his pants getting wetter.
Fuck....
"Hayato... why are you..."
Kame trailed.
"You made a mess!"
The older man looked at his room.
Hayato's eyes widened.
"What did you do to make the bed like that?"
Kame frowned.
He was about to go past his son towards his bedroom, but the teen stopped him, and pushed him away.
Immediately, he went inside his room and slammed his door shut.
"Hayato-"
Kame lost his balance, and twisted his right ankle.
He came crushing to the wall, and hissed painfully.
"Itaii..."
He gasped.
"Ouch...."
Hayato put his milk on the table inside his room, and he pants heavily as if he just ran a marathon.
He glance at his pajama bottom, and indeed he just came standing still at the sight of the older man.
He took his math text book and hit his head with it.
After a couple of hits, he felt dizzy and stopped.
He covered his face with his hands, and crouched down.
"The fuck's wrong with me???"
He groaned.
He sighed, and took the milk on the table.
His tou-chan will always have a glass of milk for him every morning.
Before breakfast, he always make sure that he has his vitamin D.
Maybe that helps because now he has strong body, and he's taller, good build for a basket ball player.
He chug the contents down.
"You spilled it."
He frowned, bringing his mouth to lick the content on his hand.
His eyes went wide, and he chocked on his milk.
The image of the older man licking the spilled milk off his hand was just plain wrong, but so erotic.
That alone made him cum standing still.
And it didn't help that the older one was wearing his sweat pants and was topless.
"With a hair slightly messy, topless, and wearing MY sweat pants...?"
He growled.
"Might as well we have sex!!! That's how it is with people after they have sex, they wear the other partner's clothes."
He sighed in frustration, and buried his head in his hands.
"Damn it!!!! I'm going hard again!!!!"
He cursed.
Kame massages his right ankle a bit, and wiggles his foot along.
It doesn't hurt as much, so it's okay now.
He doesn't know what went wrong with his son.
The teen looked frustrated, and just pushed him off like that.
"Is he hiding his report card, or something?"
He sighed.
He saw the bathroom door down the hall opened, Hayato came out of the bathroom wearing a white polo shirt, and fresh pair of boxers.
Water slightly dripping from his wet hair.
He stood in front of Kame, and lowered his head.
His tou-chan isn't wearing his pants anymore, he's clad in his jeans and a button down shirt.
All freshly cleaned up, ready to go.
"Tou-chan..."
He said softly.
"Gomen ne..."
Kame breathes in deeply, and just stare at the teen.
"Gomen nasai, tou-chan..."
He bowed.
"Gomen nasai."
Kame sighed and shook his head.
"Sit."
Kame said, almost in a demanding tone.
The boy obeyed him and sat next to him on the sofa.
"Is everything okay?"
Kame said, no anger evident in his voice.
"Are you okay?"
Hayato nodded.
"Is that nod for both my questions?"
"Hai."
"Good."
"Gomen nasai, tou-chan."
He said again.
"It's okay."
Kame smiled.
"It didn't break my bone."
"I was just worried if something happened with you."
Hayato nodded a little, and head still hanging low, staring at the towel in his hand.
Kame smiled and took the towel from the teen's hand.
He stood up, and sit behind his son, and towel dry his hair.
"I guess not everything about you changes, Hayato."
He chuckled.
Hayato's heart began to beat faster again.
Trying to relax as the older man gently drying his hair.
And sometimes, he would stroke his hair along.
He closes his eyes at the gentle touch.
The gentle and loving touch that he's familiar with.
When Hayato could shower or bathe himself, his tou-chan is the one drying his hair.
He doesn't dry them in the bathroom, leaving it for the older man to do it.
"But..."
Hayato can see the smile on his tou-chan's beautiful face.
"I'm glad you're not all changed."
"Hn?"
"Well, even though you're always somehow trouble some..."
Kame laughed, mocking him a little.
"Trouble... some? Mendoksai?? Ore??"
Kame laughed again.
"Yes..."
He growled a little.
"Troublesome."
Kame nodded.
"Hontou ni, troublesome."
Hayato pouted, and crossed his arms.
Seeing that, Kame smiled, and he set the towel away as he softly stroke the damp hair.
"That's okay."
He told him.
"You're my son."
He continues to stroke his hair.
"Whether you're troublesome or not... you're my son, and I love you."
Hayato wanted to cry.
Yeah... because I'm your son, right?
Kame continued talking, and tears pooled in his eyes.
That's all I'll ever going to be, huh...
That's all I am in your eyes.
That's all I am in your heart...
Your son...
"Hayato?"
"Hai?"
He blinked back the tears and slightly turn his head.
"Is everything really okay?"
He gave a small nod.
"I don't want to be the type of tou-chan who nags, but..."
Kame stood up and went to sit in his place before, in front of the teen.
"You can talk to me... about anything and everything."
Hayato smiled a little and nod again.
"If you can't talk to me like a tou-chan, then talk to me as one of your friend."
He ruffled the teen's hair again.
"Like how you talk to Jay, Nick, or Riley."
Hayato looked into his eyes, and was almost lost in those beautiful orbs.
But he gave an assuring smile to the older man.
"Hai."
His tou-chan smiles back.
"Yosh."
Kame nodded.
"Are you really feeling okay?"
"Hai."
"Do you want to stay home, and just see me later at Jay's dad's party?"
"Why? Where are you going?'
He frowned.
"We do need to give him something on his birthday dinner, right?'
Kame pointed.
"I was thinking of buying a champagne or a wine for them."
Kame pointed.
"If you want to go with me, you can, if you're feeling okay."
Kame added.
"Then we can just go straight to their place, along with the gift."
Hayato nodded.
"We can have lunch outside."
Kame smiled.
"I'll go."
He nodded, almost frantically.
"Okay, go get dressed."
He pats his son's cheek softly.
"Hai."
Hayato got up.
"And I promise I won't be troublesome."
Kame grinned at him.
He shook his head and caresses the towel, smiling.
Only knowing simple and slang Japanese, not speaking it properly... childish...
Just like your dad...
Hontou ni mendokusai...
Kame brought the towel to his cheek and closed his eyes.
Jin....
***
After hanging out the whole day, getting Jay's dad a present, they head straight to Jay's pent house after they dropped their stuffs at home.
Kame, being the shopaholic that he is, couldn't resist buying while they strode the streets of 5th avenue and SoHo.
Buying a new trench coat and a scarf in Burberry, a new bag in Louis Vuitton, and a new work suit in Versace.
Hayato just follows his tou-chan around, and give him some kind of compliments at the things shown in front of him.
Hayato, of course shops here and there too.
Beaming and grinning, and thanking his tou-chan as the man bought him an authentic basket ball jersey signed by the legendary basket ball players.
Earning him an envious look from other boys in the store as he walked next to his tou-chan to pay for it.
Kame spoils himself and spoils Hayato.
Whatever Hayato wants, he'll get it and bring it to the counter and swipe his card.
Money's not a problem, money's not going to be a problem with him for Hayato.
He works for him anyways, so spoiling him is alright.
And Hayato carries all the bags as his tou-chan picks the finest wine in the store.
"Tou-chan... any wine is fine, right?"
He frowned.
Kame raised the glass higher, and give it a shake.
"No..."
He shook his head.
He wonders how his tou-chan would know all the detailed stuffs about wine.
They're the same, why would he care?
"Just pick the most expensive one, for that matter, and I think Jay's dad would be happy. "
"Hayato, just because it's expensive, does not necessarily tastes good."
He told the teen.
"This one, please."
Kame nodded, after he had a taste of it, and approved of it.
"Great choice, sir."
The salesman beamed.
"This is our finest in the store."
"How much is it?'
Hayato pointed.
"This is one, is the finest from European's vineyard, $1000."
He replied.
"You know your wine well, sir."
"Thank you."
Kame smiled.
"Can you also put it into a box, please."
"Right away."
He nodded, and proceeded his task.
"But, still, why do you know so much, tou-chan?"
Hayato nagged.
"When I was younger, I did this drama about a guy who's an heir to a wine business thing, so, in order to get into characters, the director kind of tell me to just learn about wine and-"
"Drama?!"
Hayato's eyes widened.
"I didn't know you were-"
"Well, yeah, school and stuff."
Kame lied.
"Drama class in school and- huh, if you say all that in Japanese, I would've been so proud of you, Hayato."
Kame changed the subject.
"Demo... just for school, you study wine?"
Hayato frowned.
"Can I give a try, tou-chan?"
"Dame, you're not old enough."
Kame shook his head.
"But... you drink for the drama thing in the school... what does it matter?"
Hayato pouted.
Kame ignored his son's protests and paid for his purchases.
Hayato sulked.
"I have another 3 years till I'm 21, tou-chan..."
"Then wait for it, Haya."
Kame said as he walked out with Hayato holding the door for him.
"But, you could have it when you're 20."
He pouted.
"Since you were in Japan... AH!!! can you take me to Japan when I'm 20??? That way it's legal too for me, because I am still a Japanese after all."
Kame stopped, and looked at his son.
"We'll see."
"Nande??!!! Tou-chan, the last time I went there, I was 12!!!"
He exclaimed.
"Not fair!!! I want to go too, you went last month, tou-chaaaaannn~"
"We should drop our stuffs first, and we'll go to Jay's house now."
Hayato tsked and got into the taxi along with his tou-chan.
He misses Japan.
He wants to go back and visits his family, and his uncles, instead of them visiting here, he wants to go back.
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"Why the long face, Haya-chan?"
Jay grinned.
"Jay, do you want to bend over for a long time?"
Hayato glared at him.
"The fuck?"
Jay frowned.
"Unless you don't want to, you better shut up, or else, I'll make you crouched down for a long time."
"Jay, he meant him, kicking your crotch, idiot."
Nick shook his head.
"Boys..."
Jay's mom sat down along with them on the couch.
"Language, please."
"Mom, it's Hayato's fault."
Jay pointed.
"No, Jay's fault, oba-san."
Hayato shook his head.
"All of them anyways, kaa-chan."
Rie, Jay's sister sat next to Hayato.
"You're right, sweetie."
"Hey, get away from Hayato."
Jay pointed.
"My brother's jealous, Hayato."
She rolled her eyes.
"I won't steal him away from you, nii-san. When were you an item anyway?"
"Not that, Rie."
Riley grinned at the younger girl.
"Your dearest brother here, thought our Hayato banged you."
"Is that the language you young people use right now?"
Jay's dad sat down and shook his head.
Both Riley's parents and Nick's glared at both their sons.
"Hayato's just like my brother."
Rie pretended to gag herself and throw up.
"Actually, kaa-chan, can we ask Kazuya oji-san to take Jay, and we take Hayato instead? He's a better brother figure than Jay anyways."
"Brat."
Jay growled.
"So, I see only Riley brings his date with him."
Jay's dad changed the topic.
"Where are your dates?"
The man looks at Hayato, Nick, and his son.
"Don't want to bring her along."
Jay murmured.
"Why, J-kun... couldn't control your dick, and might just drag her to your room and bang her senseless??"
Hayato smirked, whispering at his ear.
"Dude... I might just bang your Kazumi."
Hayato smirked and sipped his drink.
"Awww, Jay... just because you're my bestfriend... I won't hesitate if you-"
"Anyways, it's almost your anniversary soon, right?"
Nick asked both couples, cutting the dangerous conversation his two friendsare sharing, and changing the topic altogether.
"Yeah."
Jay's mom nodded.
"Where are you going with dad?"
Rie asked.
"Back to Japan, that's how we met anyways."
She smiled.
"Yeah... she was such... a big fan of this group, and I was dragged by my bestfriend, who happened to like that group, and we bumped into each other there..."
"A Japanese group?"
Riley asked.
"Yeah... what was their name again, honey...?"
The man frowned.
"SWAT? SNAP?"
"SMAP."
She chuckled.
"SMAP."
"Right, right... bunch of good looking guys, apparently, and with a weird band names."
"Oh, yes, is this the same group from that agency, kaa-chan?"
Rie piped in.
"The boss, or the owner of the agency who likes to name his group with weird names...?"
"Yeah..."
She nodded.
"Despite the unusual names, they were all popular and make big money."
"There's a group, named 'Kinki Kids'. And me, being the American, just find it... weird, with the name of that band.. I thought she was into that kind of thing, but later I learned that those guys are people from the area of Kinki..."
"Yeah... American, or anyone from an English speaking country, would find that disturbing."
Nick and Riley nodded, chuckling.
"There's also these two other bands, NEW, and CARTOON, was it, honey?
He turned to his wife.
"She was so into them."
"I wasn't into those two groups. It's NEWS, and KAT-TUN."
She corrected him.
"I don't remember most of them..."
"KAT-TUN?"
Rie frowned.
"Yeah... I think it stands for each of the members' surnames."
She nodded.
As the people around him listens to the couple telling their stories, or more like, Jay's mom telling about what she was into when she was younger back in Japan...
Hayato was content on sipping his drink slowly, and eyes set on his tou-chan.
His tou-chan is speaking to Jay's aunt.
Jay's aunt is single, and is Japanese.
She's also pretty.
Hayato hates her already.
She's obviously flirting with him.
If she isn't Jay's aunt, he would get up and dunk her head in the punch bowl.
"KAT-TUN was famous though, just after debuted, they sell their singles into millions of copies."
She told Rie and the other guests.
"I love some of their songs, but not really paying attention to the members."
"Yes, because she was crazy for SWAMP."
Her husband nodded.
"Honey, it's SMAP."
She shook her head.
"I think one of my bestfriend, Naomi would know, she was so into those two groups."
Hayato gripped the glass tightly as he saw the lady laughs and touched his tou-chan's arms.
And it pisses him even more when his tou-chan laughs along with the bitch.
"Maybe Kazuya ji-san knows about them too, kaa-chan."
Rie pointed.
"I doubt it."
She shook her head.
"Kazuya-kun is younger than me, and I don't think he's the type that would go listen to idols. If you ask him about J-rock, I think he deffinately would know, boys are more into that than the idols, since idols are most likely, attracts the girls in the country."
"Well, let's start dinner, shall we?"
Jay's dad got up when the head chef presented the meal nicely on the table.
Hayato watched his tou-chan's movement fiercely.
As he let the lady sits down, Hayato immediately sat next to her, preventing her to sit next to him.
"Don't just do that, Hayato."
He scolded him.
"Gomen nasai..."
He smiled.
"Ahh, why can't you be like that, Jay?"
His mom pointed.
"Speak Japanese like Hayato."
"He has to, at home and such."
Kame nodded, as he sat besides his son, and on his other side is Jay.
Hayato explained to his two friends what his tou-chan and Jay's mom are talking about.
Not word from word as Kame would want him too, just the words that he knows, and change it into his own as he explains it to the other two and other guests.
"So Hayato can speak it, and you can't, Jay?"
Nick teased him.
"Yes I can!"
Jay fumed.
"Say something."
Riley pointed.
"Arigatou Gozaimasu, Kaa-chan."
"Dude... something like that, even Riley and I can say."
Nick rolled his eyes.
"Hayato is not all there too, Jay, don't worry."
Kame pats him.
"To think both of them goes to learn Japanese together."
Jay's mom sighed.
They all laugh and start their dinner.
Hayato smiled in triumph as the lady has no chance of flirting, or even talking to his tou-chan.
Bitch, he's mine!
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"Surprisingly it's not that cold tonight."
Kame inhaled deeply.
"Do you mind walking, or you're too tired?"
"Walking is good, tou-chan."
The longer I get to stay with you...
Kame smiled and they both walked into the avenues, away from the bigger street.
"I didn't know Riley has a girlfriend."
Kame pointed.
"That's not his girlfriend."
Hayato scoffed.
"She's not?"
He frowned.
"Jay's dad said, date, right? And, just because he brought her as his date, Riley won't make her his girlfriend unless he said so, tou-chan."
"Well, that's normal for first time courting her, no?"
Kame smiled.
"What about my son?"
"Hn?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Oh... are you... dating someone?"
Kame shook his head.
"Not even."
They're not you... I want you... Kazuya....
"Heh..."
Kame shook his head.
"At your age, all I want to do is dating, but I couldn't even be in a relationship because my boss wouldn't allow it."
Hayato frowned.
"Boss?"
"Ah... I mean..."
"Your boss prevented you of being in a relationship?"
Hayato frowned.
"What sort of job were you into, tou-chan? You had a job when you were my age???"
Kame thinks of a lie.
"I want to work too!"
"Ah! Hahaha..."
He faked a laugh.
"I meant your jii-chan. He's so demanding, so I called him boss."
"Jii-chan?"
Hayato frowned.
"Yes, my otou-san doesn't allow us dating."
Kame nodded.
"Nande?"
"School is important, so it's not good, it's a distraction."
Kame explained.
My relationship wasn't allowed yet at the time, J- Hayato...
"Do you allow me... to date?"
Hayato said, his tone went softer.
Kame smiled and nods.
I don't know...
Will I allow you?
I have to...
You're not him...
You're not mine.
You could've say no!!!
SAY NO!
Tou-chan... say no....
"Hmmm..."
The teen nodded as they kept walking.
"Do you approve of anyone I love?"
"Of course."
Kame nodded.
"Whoever they might be?"
"Hn."
Kame smiled.
"If that's your choice, then go for it. I can't stop you from anything, Haya."
Hayato walked slightly ahead of him, and smiled.
"That's good to know."
He murmured.
"I guess because Jii-chan is strict, you had me, huh, tou-chan..."
"Tou-chan?"
He turned around to see Kame leaning on a tree, face slightly pained.
"Tou-chan?"
He rushed back to the older man.
"Doshtano? Daijobu???"
"My ankle..."
Kame winced.
"Itai...."
Hayato gasped.
"Tou-chan... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay..."
He gritted his teeth.
"I guess we should've just buy the wine, not walk around the city."
He chuckled a little, hoping to ease his son a bit.
"But, tou-chan... it hurts, right?"
He frowned.
"I'm an athlete, and I've experienced these couple of times before."
"Daijobu-yo... I'm older than you, you're a kid."
Kame chuckled at him.
"Tou-chan-"
"Let's go, it's only 7 blocks left, I can manage."
Kame limped his way past his son.
Not getting too far, he slightly crouched and winced in pain again.
"Get on."
He frowned at his son, crouching down, pointing at his back at him.
"What are you doing?"
Kame frowned.
"Tou-chan, you can't walk."
He pointed.
"Hurry and get on, tou-chan, it's not that cold, but if we stay out here longer, we might as well be sick for the holiday."
"You only use Japanese when it's convinient."
He sighed.
"What does that matter?"
"No, I'm fine."
Kame pointed.
"Let's keep walking."
"Tou-chan..."
Hayato grabbed his wrist.
"Drop your pride."
Kame's eyes widened slightly at his son's statement.
"It's okay to admit it to me if it hurts that bad, tou-chan."
He said softly.
"What...."
Kame gaped slightly.
"It's okay, people doesn't know I'm your son, if you care about your image as the-"
"Hayato... do you really think-"
"Yes I do think that way, just because I'm the son, and you're the tou-chan, doesn't mean you shouldn't get on my back."
He pointed.
"Junno ji-chan gave a piggy back ride to Tatsuya ji-chan, and Tatsuya ji-chan is older. I know only 2 years older, but, what does it make a difference, tou-chan? 2 years and 18 years? It's just all numbers. It doesn't really matter, you know. And, even though Tatsuya ji-chan and Junno ji-chan are friends, and you're my tou-chan... I don't care if you're older than me, or if you'remy tou-chan... I still love you anyway."
Kame nodded slowly, gaping a little at the teen.
Hayato gasped as he realized what he just said.
"Haya..."
He closed his eyes, waiting for the reaction of the older man.
"You said all that without mixing it in English, ne?"
Kame smiled.
I love you
He was a bit disappointed at the reaction.
Guessed the older one didn't realize behind the meaning of his words.
Hayato walks slowly, enjoying the feeling of carrying the older but smaller man.
His tou-chan's arms wrapped loosely around his neck, he laid his cheek on one of his shoulder, and he slightly could feel his breath tickling his neck.
"Were you embarassed or something?"
Hayato broke the silent.
"Yes."
Kame sighed.
"This used to be the other way around, and it's supposed to stay that way, Haya."
"Well, I am taller, and builder than you, tou-chan."
He pointed.
"So it's just seems natural that way."
"Getting full of yourself."
"It's true, tou-chan."
He nodded.
"I am clearly taller than you... and builder. I have muscles, and.... I'm fit."
Kame just smiled and admitted his son was right.
"Ne, tou-chan..."
He asked softly.
"Hn?"
Kame replied, just as soft.
"Was she taller?"
"Who?"
Kame breathes in the scent of the younger man.
Hayato...
"Ummm... the woman who gave birth to me?"
He tilted his head to the side.
"You said all that before in full Japanese, yet you mixed this one?"
Kame chuckled sfotly.
"That sounded so weird."
Hayato chuckled.
"No."
His tou-chan replied few seconds later.
"No she isn't."
"Sou ka..."
They never talk about her.
Hayato wasn't even bothered by it anyway, and he's fine not knowing, which Kame is thankful for so he doesn't need to explain to his son about the woman who gave birth to him, but then again, he isn't his.
"She isn't taller than your tou-chan."
Your real tou-chan is tall, just like you...
Hayato nodded, and he gathered his courage to ask his next question.
"Did you...."
He gulped.
"Do you... love her, tou-chan?"
He said it.
And now, he just has to wait for the answer.
When he didn't hear any reply from the older one, he stopped walking and turned his head around.
He smiled.
"Oyasumi... otou-chan..."
"Goodnight... Kazuya."
He continued to walk again, securing his hold on the man's legs, making sure he won't fall, because the hold around his neck is loosened.
Smiling, as he walks the remaining few blocks from their building, he hums a familiar yet unfamiliar tune.
When he got to the building of their apartment, he greeted the doorman.
He went straight to the elevator and pressed the button to their floor.
As soon as he got home, he settled the older one in his bed, and took off his coat.
You're beautiful...
He took the older man's hand.
And was surprised as that smaller hand grabbed his in a soft yet firm grip, as if not wanting to let go, wanting him to stay.
Hayato brought that hand to his lips and kissed it.
Softly.
Aishiteru...
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