New Beginnings

Kisaki sighed wearily and gathered his coat from behind the counter just as Tsukasa walked through the door. The younger man waved across the busy bar and Kisaki stoped, smiling curiously at the other man.

"What are you so happy about?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Tsukasa shrugged his shoulders and continued to grin. "Nothing. Oh, but I just got back from Tora's and he said he tried to call your cell, but..."

"Oh, really?" Kisaki clawed through his coat until he located his phone. He flipped it open and the screen indeed told him he had a missed call. "Damn."

Tsukasa practically beamed. "You better call him and see what he wants." Kisaki's head shot up, brow furrowed, but Tsukasa trotted off towards the counter. The redhead watched his friend for a moment, then shook his head and left the bar, dialing Tora's number as he reached the parkinglot.

"Moshi moshi." came a sleepy voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry I woke you." Kisaki said. "I can call back later if you wish."

"No, no thats ok." Tora cleared his throat. "I just took some migraine pills and laid down a minute ago."

Kisaki climbed into his car and turned on the engine, letting it idle a moment. "I realized just now that you called, but it was so busy in there, I didn't hear it ring."

"It wasn't any big deal, really, I just.."

"What?"

"Well," Tora paused, "do you own a good pair of electric clippers?"

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Tora sat on a box and looked in the mirror at the man standing behind him.

"Are you sure?" Kisaki asked and he nodded. The redhead draped the towel around Tora's bare chest and picked up the fine toothed comb resting in a cup of water on the bathroom counter. Slowly, he began combing the water through Tora's fine, silky black hair, dipping the comb back in the cup every other stroke. He could feel Tora's eyes on him as he alternated running the comb and his fingers through his hair before setting the comb on the counter and picking up a pair of scissors. He set the blades close to Tora's head and snipped, letting the wet, dark hair fall into the seated man's lap.

Tora picked up the lock of hair and held it in his hand, staring at it as if it were something foreign.

"All things must one day fall away." he whispered and met Kisaki's eyes in the mirror, smiling slightly. He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle fingers on his head, slight preasure on his neck as Kisaki moved around him, working along his head until he came to the large spot on his head where the doctors had had to shaved to gain access to his skull.

Kisaki stared at the healing would, so small compared to the dangers it represented, his fingers tracing the edge of the hair just barely growing back, then moved on, carefully snipping away the rest of Tora's beautiful hair. Once it all lay on Tora's shoulders and at their feet, Kisaki put down the scissors and picked up the electric razor he'd brought from his own bathroom. He took both hands, slowly wiping away the strays hanging along his collar and neck, hands slowly dancing along the towel draped around his shoulders, fingertips kissing his collarbone ever so lightly.

"Drop your chin." He told the other man and Tora did so, baring his neck to him. Kisaki pulled the towel down slightly, one hand resting lightly on the base of Tora's neck, the other turning the intrument on and guiding the razor up the back of his skull. He slowly worked his way up, turning Tora's head this way and that as he made his way around the younger man's ears. His hand slid forward, resting gently across his collarbone. He could feel slim tendens and a rapidly beating pulse under his fingertips as his other hand guided the razor carefully around to the top of Tora's head.

"Turn around."

Tora stood up slightly and turned to face the otherm closing his eyes as Kisaki knelt down to his level and brought the clippers around to the front of Tora's scalp, ridding him of his long bangs and sideburns. After a moment, he heard the clipperss shut off and set on the counter beside him. Tora opened his eyes, only to be met with Kisaki's, the older man still crouched down beside him.

"Feel better now?" he asked softly.

Tora nodded solomnly, then leaned forward. He brought one hand around to the back of Kisaki's neck and pulled him closer, pressing his soft lips against the others. Caught off guard, Kisaki hesitate, then slowly responded, his lips moving against the others. Suddenly, we pulled back, eyes wide.

"Wait, Tsukasa-" but Tora shook his head and brought Kisaki's face to meet his again, kissing him more passionatly.

"He knows," Tora said after a moment, hands delving into Kisaki's long red hair. "We finally realized that... we love one another, but," he kissed Kisaki's lips again, "maybe in another time we would have been right for each other, but that time, that life, was not ment to be."

Kisaki looked into Tora's eyes, dark orbs searching, then leaned forward, kissing him gently on his lips, slowly moving down around Tora's jaw and throat. He pushed the towel off Tora's shoulders, hands roaming over the other man's bare chest, fingers exploring every curve and muscle. He felt a tug and he raised his arms, allowing Tora to remove his shirt and toss it carelessly away. His hands went to Tora's head, the short dark hair sharp under his fingers, then he pulled back, remembering why it was so.

Tora grinned and stroked Kisaki's chest. "I'll be ok." he promised and let his hands trail down Kisaki's torso, teasing the growing buldge between his legs. Kisaki groaned as Tora stood and took his hand, slowly guiding him to the bed. They stopped at the side of the futon and Tora began undoing Kisaki's slacks as the slightly taller man kissed him with more fever now, nibbling on his neck and shoulders. Tora got the other's pants undone and pushed over the his hips as Kisaki stepped out of them, pushing Tora down onto the thick mattress.

He kissed a trail down Tora's chest, his tongue delving briefly into his small navel, before his hands moved to the thin sweatpants the hospital had given him to wear home. He licked the warm skin just under the band, then blew lightly on it, grinning at the shiver that ran over Tora's body. He slowly pulled down his pants, letting them fall away over the edge of the bed. Kisaki crawled back up the thinner man and pressed his body against him, his eyes going slightly unfocused as their erections brushed against each other.

Tora leaned up to kiss him, teeth biting Kisaki's lip gently, then he rolled out from under him, retrieving a small object from under then bed. Kisaki's eyes widdened as the bottle was pushed into his hands but he said nothing as Tora resumed his previous position, raising his knees on either side of Kisaki.

He spread the lubricant over his fingers, then gently pushed against the younger man's entrance, carefully letting one finger slide inside him. Tora kept his gaze focused on him as, after a few moments, he let another finger join the first and slowly began stretching him. Kisaki leaned forward as he inserted a third finger, feeling the other man shift uncomfortably under him, and kissed him deeply, tongue gaining entrance into Tora's mouth, massaging his tongue. As his fingers moved inside the man beneath him, Kisaki tried to taste all of the other man he could, reveling in how completly Tora gave himself over when he kissed, so deeply, so passsionatly, so fully. He almost hated when he pulled away, breathless, staring down at the man he'd come to love.

He pulled his fingers out and positioned the head of his cock against Tora's entrance. The younger man smiled and took his hands, lacing their fingers together over his head as Kisaki slowly pushed inside him.

Tora arched his hips off the bed as his body struggled to accept this full, unfamilar intrusion. His fingers dug into Kisaki's hands, the other man pushing inside him as far as he could, then stilled. Kisaki's eyes showed concerned at the sweat beading across Tora's brow, but the other just closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, his narrow chest moving up and down more rapidly than he would have liked, before nodding reassurance. Tora opened his eyes and smiled, hooking his ankles around Kisaki's waist.

Kisak i lowered his body until he nearly rested on top of the other and began to move, pulling back slowly and pushing inside, Tora's warmth enveloping him over and over again, all consuming, taking his breath away. After a minute he sped up his pace, faster and faster, striving for that perfect moment, that bliss when Tora's moans began to escape his lips, first in barely audible hisses, then deep throated grunts as Kisaki brushed against that bundle of nerves deep inside him. He could feel Tora growing harder and harder between their bodies as his stomache rubbed up against the younger man's erection, his stomach muscles tensing for a release. He kissed Tora's face, neck, lips, jaw, tongue gliding over his, lips hungry, greedy, teeth biting, nibbling swollen lips and the soft skin of his reddening neck.

As their breaths mingled, Tora could hear his name being whispered over and over again with each thrust, that breathless, lust filled voice sending him over the edge. With a strangled cry he arched his back and came hard, white explosions before his tightly closed eyes, mouth open, head thrown back. He could feel, even through his barely conscious state, Kisaki groaning and coming just after him, warm fluid flowing deep within.

Kisaki barely managed to roll to the side, narrowly escaping crushing the other man, legs tangled, one arm draped across Tora's heaving chest. He slowly opend his eyes, blurred vision making out the pinched face of his lover. He opened them further and leaned over him.

"Are you ok?" he whispered, fighting to catch his breath. Tora nodded, turning on his side, towards Kisaki, curling into his arms. Kisaki pulled him close, rubbing his sweaty back with one tired hand, then closed his eyes.

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Not more than an hour later Kisaki suddenly woke, eyes flying open, heart racing. His sleepy eyes searched the small room, but nothing seemed amiss. Tora lay in the exact position as he had been not long ago, curled in his arms....

.... arms.....

He pulled his arm back, the one Tora's head was resting against, his eyes going wide in horror at the dark red, still wet stain covering his bicep. He couldn't make his mouth form words, just lay there, staring at the sticky blood, then down at the sleeping figure beside him. He placed one hand on Tora's cheek, fingers trembling at how cold he felt. He fumbled to find a pulse under the man's jaw, his heart nearly exploding with relief when he found the slowly, barely there heartbeat. With a choked sigh he rolled him over onto his back.

Tora's eyes remained closed, hands limp across his chest as Kisaki gasped at what he saw. At some point during their excersion, his stitches had ripped open, allowing the wound to tear and blood to completly soak through the sheet and mattress, coating Kisaki's arm and half of Tora's head in that perfect, deadly shade of red.

With a gasp, Kisaki finally found his voice.

"Tora!" he cried, but the young man remained silent, as if still in a dream, the only sign of life the shallow breaths Tora took every ten seconds. Kisaki scrambled backwards off the bed, franticly fumbling for the cell phone in the pocket of his pants on the floor. He flipped it open and dialed the hospital.

"Emergancy Room."

"Help me!" he cried, "My friend, I think he's going to die!"