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Like a thief in the night...




"Of course I'm not going to leave him like this!" Hayato looked surprised, like he had just been asked if he enjoyed eating skunk.

"We'll bury him...eventually. Certainly before he starts to smell up the place."
After all...that was the last thing he needed...the stench of death permeating the place when he was expecting the company of his long lost little brother.

Looking over at the body of the departed violinist, a thoughtful look crossed Hayato's face.

"You really loved him...didn't you? Your fairy boy. I bet you would have gone to any lengths for him...done even the craziest of things, just for him. Hm?" he asked.

I am come to steal it all away...

Like a thief in the night...





"So that's how it was, huh?" he regarded the blond as if he almost pitied him.
Almost.

"Well....I know it's a different sort of thing...but can you understand...even a little...why I do what I do for my Jun? Because I, too, would do anything, go to any lengths, to get to the one I love."
This was Hayato's way of trying to get Naoko to relate to him, believing his skewed, mad logic to be comparable to Naoko's feelings.

"It does sound like the kid had it rough...perhaps he is somewhere better now..."

I am come to steal it all away...

Like a thief in the night...






"I guess I can't expect you to understand...." he looked away, seeming oddly sad and lonely in the moment.

"Jun was born mine. He was always mine. I have loved him more than anything, and I could never love anyone else..." he said as he began to play with the ends of his own hair, twirling them around and around his fingers.

"I suppose your older brother didn't love yo as much as I love Jun...."

I am come to steal it all away...

Like a thief in the night...






"Really? I used to dress Jun, quite often. Lots of different outfits. My favorite was when I would put him in a little sailor suit and take him out to the pond near our old house. We would stay out there until it got late..." Hayato suddenly seemed excited, feeling like he had made a connection somehow, and he was enjoying the memories the conversation brought to the front of his mind.
Then, he paused, frowning, as he listened to the rest of what Naoko had to say.

"I don't find it wrong at all. Who exactly has the authority to deem love right or wrong?"
Brow furrowing, Hayato was visibly becoming angry again.

"I wish JunJun had never left, too! Trust me...but more and more...the things you say leave a bad taste in my mouth..."

I am come to steal it all away...

Like a thief in the night...





Eyebrows raised, Hayato regarded Naoko as though the pianist had just recited all of Shakespeare's works in Latin.

"So...what you suggest...would be for me to, I don't know, just call him up, tell him 'Hey, I'm still alive, but I've changed and want to see you again', and then have him over for tea? I mean...you honestly think he would...just come and see me, and come back to me? Well, surely I would have to re-train him afterward....but it doesn't sound like that bad of an idea..."

Oddly enough, Hayato was actually considering this.

I am come to steal it all away...

Like a thief in the night...






"I know that....it was muted sarcasm, kitten." Hayato said, though not angrily.
Instead, he was in deep thought, biting on the tip of his thumb while he pondered his options.

"I don't have to terribly much patience left, kitten. What I want, I want now. I can play a game, surely. If that doesn't work, well, I still have you as a plan B."

Pulling his cell out of his pajama pocket, he looked at the number he had been longing to dial for so very long.
Should he?
He felt like electricity was pumping through his veins. He wasn't sure if he was more nervous or excited.
He was going to do this, though. He could swing it.
He could make this work.

Hitting send on the phone, the number dialed and Hayato shivered with anticipation.
Sure, it was early in the day, but a star like his little Jun would certainly pick up, right?

I am come to steal it all away...

I can no longer return to those days free of bloodshed
These deep scars rooted within me will not disappear...










"I'm very comfortable..." he answered with a warm chuckle.
"Matter of fact, I don't think I could possibly be any more comfortable."

Sunrise with the one you love...it was romantic, even though they weren't really a couple, and it was from the back of a limo in a hospital parking lot.
"If I had to guess, things have probably stayed the same. Nobody has tried to call either of us, and nobody has come out to the limo. Not even your busy bee Yamada-san." Hayato relaxed, gently massaging along Shou's lower back.
Dare he go lower?
Slowly, slowly, he did dare, his fingers ever-so-sneakily making there way down Shou's back until he was just about to get a luscious handful of the angel's a**...and then his phone rang.

"Ah...jeeze...excuse me..." he apologized, blushing ever-so-slightly as he sat up, maneuvering Shou in his lap so that he was still holding the petit tenshi when he dig his phone out and answered it.

"Moshi moshi?"

"JunJun?" came the satisfied-sounding voice on the other end.

JunJun? Hayato froze, blinking, an icy shiver running up his spine.
Only one person in the world had ever called him that...and he was dead.
Nobody even knew anymore that his real name was Nagasaki Jun. No one!

"Wh...who is this?" he asked, voice quivering, obviously caught off guard.

"Who do you think, JunJun? It's me....Hayato-niisan."

Jun's face immediately went three shades of pale, a sudden cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
Surely this was some really sick joke. Somebody had just found out about his past...somehow...and they were ******** with him, right?
But...no...
He knew that voice. That voice that had terrified him his whole childhood, haunted his every dream.
How was this possible? He had...he had taken him down with his own two hands!

"Ah....what do you want?" was the only thing he could think to say. He didn't want to alarm Shou, who was cuddled warmly against his chest.

"I miss you, JunJun..." Hayato sounded so very sorrowful on the phone.
"I'm not angry about what you did....I want to apologize to you. Little brother...would you at least come hear me out?"

"I can't do this...." Jun answered immediately, contemplating just hanging up right then and there.

"Please. At the old country house where Grandmother used to live. Just south of the city. Come and hear me out, then you can choose whether or not you ever see me again..."

Jun fell silent, thinking it over.
Really, he should know better...but what if things were different now?
He was at least curious how his brother had survived.

"Ok. Give me an hour, hour and a half maybe."

With that, he clicked the phone shut without even a goodbye.

It took him a moment to really grasp what had just happened.
Reluctantly, he slid Shou from his lap onto the plush seat.

"I'm sorry, Shou...I have to go deal with something important, though believe me when I say I'd rather not..."
He'd rather this never happened to begin with. He felt absolutely ill even thinking about it.
Pulling out his wallet, he handed Shou enough money for at least two fine meals.
"I promised you at least some coffee when you woke up, and I'm sorry I can't join you for it, so here. Take care of yourself..."

Sliding over to the door, he opened it, about to get out, when he turned and looked back at Shou.
What if something happened? What if...this was the last time he ever saw his angel?
No...he was being paranoid. He was a grown man now, and such fears were childish echoes.
Even so, he slipped back inside and took Shou's face in his hands, claiming those pouty, perfect lips in a sweet, shameless kiss.

"I'll see you soon..." he smiled, trying to act like everything was alright, as he let himself out of the limo and took off around the side of the hospital, hailing a cab to his house, where he would pick up his car.


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Like a thief in the night...



"Well, I have to thank you for your brilliant little idea, kitten. He's actually coming." he beamed, snapping the phone shut.
"So...any suggestion on what to do once he gets here?"

I am come to steal it all away...

Like a thief in the night...





"Sou ka....well, that does make a right good bit of sense. I have to say, you are quite the good kitten once you've been disciplined."

Indeed, Hayato actually believed that Naoko was really helping him out. It didn't even cross his mind that the pianist had his own set of motives for this. He was so excited about having his Jun back again that he was blinded to everything else.

"I suppose I had better get dressed then. Wouldn't want to great my dearest doll in pajamas after all these years." he stood, rushing off to dress himself and prepare for the big moment, leaving Naoko and Ryu's body all alone.

I am come to steal it all away...