“What are you doing?” Maefyl was glad he had stopped here first. He had been quietly admiring her efforts since he arrived and Shiroi was too focused on her endeavors to notice him as she created kunai and tossed them across the apartment. She had moved almost all off the furniture to make room for her exciting new hobby. “I thought you didn’t like this sort of thing.”
“Just practicing.” Shiroi smiled back over her shoulder. “I didn’t know when to expect you. I was killing time.”
“When did you take this up?” Maefyl stepped beside her and spread several kunai through his fingers and tossed them at the target, each one landing beside one of her own.
“Kryss has been helping.” Shiroi hugged Maefyl and sighed. “Just trying to figure out if I’m good at anything.”
“You are good at plenty. You’re my little hero.” Maefyl tilted her head to kiss her and bit into her tongue, offering his own to her bite. In their kiss her thoughts started pouring into him. Each touch of his fingers and caress of his tongue punctuated with unuttered words. Adoring thoughts and desperate pleading for his approval and acknowledgement. It was unsettling, but not enough to stop him from enjoying a glimpse into her unspoken feelings. He almost felt guilty for it, but what Raziel would have called her focused thoughts were laid open to him in a way he couldn’t ignore. It was like her mind begged him to listen.
This odd new talent made him focus even more on Shiroi, each loving thought driving him. But as focused as Shiroi was, his own mind was wandering. He had always had to make an effort to hear thoughts before, he had a talent for it, but it never came on it’s own like this. He wondered if it was her adoration or something in him that had changed.
“I’m going to spend a few days away.” Maefyl watched Shiroi dress as he smoked and tried to figure out what had happened. He doubted Raziel would have over-stepped and done anything without permission. He seemed rather bent on taking the role of loyal servant seriously. It had to be another growth spurt he would have to learn to keep in check. “When I get back maybe you can practice with me instead of Kryss…”
“You jealous?” Shiroi laughed.
“No.” Maefyl smiled at her and pulled himself off the bed to get dressed. “I trust you. I hate that you felt the need to find someone else to teach you to begin with. I should be the one you come to.”
“You want me to stop going?” Shiroi leaned against him while he reapplied his gloss.
“No. Kryss seems to be a good teacher, he’s a decent enough guy.” Maefyl kissed her and stuffed his pockets with essentials. “I’m just offering to help like I should have been doing all along.”
“I love you.” Shiroi hugged him. “Don’t stay away too long.”
“Love you.” Maefyl left and settled in with his thoughts at the keys of Gabriel’s piano.
“How long do you think it will take him to show up?” Sanguine laughed and sat on the edge of the piano in front of him.
“Not long.” Maefyl sighed as his fingers danced over the keys. Gabriel would know he was here, and he knew Maefyl well enough to know that if he really wanted to be alone he would have gone to Itami. “I should probably figure out what I’m going to say to him.”
“I’d start with ‘Hi’.” Sanguine swung her feet and pointed behind him.
Maefyl smiled but did not bother turning to greet him. He kept playing until he felt the familiar hands on his shoulders and Gabriel kissed the top of his head.
“Still upset?” Gabriel sat beside him, facing away from the keys and tried to avoid Maefyl’s expression.
“Not really.” Maefyl nudged Gabriel with his elbow to try and get him to relax. “I want you to stop hiding shit from me. You’ve known me my whole life. You know everything about me, but I seem to know nothing about you.”
“You know me better than anyone, Maefyl.” Gabriel sighed. “Don’t fault me for existing before you.”
“No, Gabriel. I don’t.” Maefyl slammed his hands down on the keys. “I am constantly playing catch up with Lucy. There are whole parts of your life that I know shit about. People you’ve never even mentioned… I’m tired of getting sideswiped by your past.”
“My past?” Gabriel answered defensively. “It’s your past that more often puts us in harms way. And I should remind you that you keep just as many secrets.”
“I’m not the one hiding.” Maefyl turned and grabbed Gabriel by his shirt. “And don’t you turn this around on me. I’m not the one who dragged his husband into the woods to stab him. Now tell me what your freakish little friends said that has you so bent out of shape.”
“Why don’t you ask Raziel?” Gabriel smirked at him. “He seems to enjoy sharing his past with you.”
“This is not about him.” Maefyl shouted. “I don’t give a fuck about Raziel. This is about you. Gabriel, I swear if you don’t start talking to me… we’re done.”
“The fact that you would even make that threat…” After a moment of shock the words sunk in and Gabriel closed his eyes as his tears fell. The one thing he ever truly loved was always seconds from slipping away from him. Always something threatening to steal him away. Tragedy after tragedy. Even at the worst they managed to come through it together. To hear the threat to end it from Maefyl’s lips tore through him and he started to shake. He could barely breathe.
“I didn’t mean that.” Maefyl slid his arms around Gabriel and held him close. He felt the panic in Gabriel and realized he could not have possibly said anything more hurtful. “I couldn’t live without you. I wouldn’t want to.”
“I wasn’t trying to attack you, Maefyl.” Gabriel still shook as he spoke. Even with comfort to follow the cruel words they still haunted him. “They expressed a vulgar interest in you. I can’t protect you from both of them on my own. I was trying to see if you were ready.”
“So instead of telling me that; you decided to beat me up?” Maefyl laughed as he squeezed Gabriel tighter. “You’re an asshole sometimes.”
“You’ve been too distracted lately.” Gabriel continued to explain his actions and his concern. “You don’t notice approaching vampires, you didn’t even notice that I was in the estate when you came here.”
“I’ll work on it.” Maefyl sighed. “Yes, I’ve been distracted. My head is a mess. So help me clear it up, stop making me wonder. If I’m not constantly trying to figure you out…”
“There’s nothing to figure out.” Gabriel spoke seductively as he slid his hand under Maefyl’s shirt. He softly whispered words punctuated with kisses up Maefyl’s neck. “All you need to know is that I love you and everything I am is yours.”
“I’m not letting you fuck your way out of this, Gabriel.” Maefyl sighed his protests but was already succumbing to his desire and trying to force Gabriel out of his clothes. “You need to start talking to me.”
“I will.” Gabriel pulled Maefyl’s shirt off of him and pulled him to the floor. “I’ll answer whatever questions you ask… I’m just going to make you earn the answers.”
“I might enjoy it.” Maefyl teased as Gabriel leaned close to his face.
“That is the idea.” Gabriel kissed him gently before he whispered at his ear. “Do you still want me to fill your ear with Zakesel?”
“Forfeiting the match?” Maefyl grinned.
“We’ll call it a draw.” Gabriel looked down at him a moment then slid his hands into Maefyl’s hair and teased him. “But I’m still going to claim my trophy.”
“Say it.” Maefyl pulled himself up against Gabriel and bit his ear. “Your trophy is waiting.”
“De kosh sek.” Gabriel felt Maefyl shiver beneath him and smiled.