Gathering the Falling Stars

hey there everyone sorry for the long wait but here it is! my co-author and i are not starting our vamp fic which should hit the site soon

A/N

Rapunzelle - well im glad that i could be the first story that you read for Original works i hope you like more of my works including the upcoming vampire story he he he

Ok everyone here is a little notice to the story im going to spend the weekend trying to edit the rest of it then once thats done im going to post a chapter or two a day to get it out of the way since its already written out

so there will be multiple posts a day once im done with the editing

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Chapter 22


With the cars full for the moment, Junko locks the door and gets in the car, calling to his brother.

"Youji, you coming with me?" Jacklon chuckles as he shoves Youji to the car.

"I'll ride my bike back to the manor and ride with Hoshi back." Hoshi moves over to Junko and quickly kisses his lips before walking back to the lambo.

Junko makes sure everyone is buckled in before pulling out of the driveway behind Hoshi. Unable to resist the car's pull, he keeps up with Hoshi's speed all the way to his manor, his new baby purring all the while. Jacklon speeds along side Youji and whiz past. Hoshi easily pulls into his manor. Junko quickly unpacks with youji's helps as the twins bound around the manor in awe and excitement. Hoshi helps him as Jacklon takes Youji's stuff up to the room for them. As soon as the front door opens the twins are off like a shot exploring and nosing into things. Junko groans.

"Don't snoop, you two! Leave shut doors shut!" but the twins don't answer, giggling to each other as they disappear around a corner.

Hoshi chuckles and takes the rest of the boxes for the twins up to two different rooms.

"Hey Junko come up here." Junko follows slowly, craning his neck around the boxes he's carrying so he can see the stairs.

"Coming..." Hoshi sets one box down and turns to the door.

"This is Hiroki's room." the room was a soft blue with a small bed almost down to a T for Hiroki.

Junko tries to look around the boxes for several moments before huffing and setting them aside. His eyes widen.

"When....did you do this?"

"It was designed as a Jack and Jill bedroom set." Hoshi smiles and opens a door leading to a bathroom with a second door. "This leads to Kaouri's room." he opens the door leading to a powder pink room.

Junko groans, thinking of all his sister's princess and ballerina paraphanalia.

"Oh, she'll love this..." Hoshi smiles and sets the box down.

He opens the door leading out into the hall.

"They have their own private bathroom." Junko bites his lip.

"Are you sure they're old enough for that? I mean..." Junko swallows his mother-hen what-ifs and runs a hand through his hair.

Hoshi smiles.

"It could teach them to clean up their own stuff." Junko nods slowly.

"Alright." Hoshi smiles and kisses his cheek.

Junko wraps his arms around Hoshi for a quick hug and a deeper kiss. Downstairs, all the boxes and bags from the cars have been brought into the foyer and Youji looks around before grinning at Jacklon.

"Okay. Show me the bed we're going to be bouncing every night." Jacklon chuckles and grabs Youji and pulls him over his shoulder.

"Right this way." Youji chuckles and smacks Jacklon's ass.

"Big strong man, eh? You taking me back to the cave?"

"Yes i am." Jacklon carries him upstairs to the room off the stairs.

There's a squeal ahead of them as the twins find a window overlooking the pool. Youji twists a bit to see the two.

"What're they so excited about?" He asks, unable to see out the window from this angle.

Jacklon sets him down and walks over.

"Ya soon you two could go swimming." Youji speaks up.

"But not until you find your floaties." he says seriously.

Kaouri could swim well, but Hiroki wasn't quite there yet. Jacklon chuckles as he pets their heads.

"Go and find your rooms." The twins grin and run off without a sound.

Youji grumbles, still unable to see out the window.

"They were looking at the pool, then? Is it big?"

"Come look at it." Jacklon holds his hand out to him.

Youji shifts nervously.

"I'll look at it later...downstairs." Jacklon beckons him over.

"Whats wrong?" Youji fidgets but doesn't move closer.

"I might have a tiny....teensy....problem with heights..." he mumbled, looking away.

Jacklon walks over and leads him to the window gently holding him.

"No wonder you didnt look out when i took you in front of that window." Youji shrugs, automatically turning to lean back agains the wall beside the window- years of hiding his fear kicking in to make the move look casual.

Jacklon pulls him in front of the window and turns him to it. Youji's eyes snap closed and he takes a deep breath.

"Stop it." He tries to make his voice commanding, but it comes out more like a plea.

Jacklon holds him tight.

"Open your eyes love. There is nothing to be afraid of. I wont ever let you fall." Youji grips Jacklon's arms, fighting with himself for several moments before cracking his eyes open.

The drop to the pool seems to expand and he feels his stomach lurch before squeezing them shut again.

"Okay! I opened my eyes- let me go!" He whispers desperately, trying to keep the contents of his stomach where it belongs.

Jacklon holds him close as his hand moves under Youji's shirt touching his nipples.

"It's ok baby... there is nothing wrong with hieghts..." Youji breathes slowly, his stomach calming.

"It's not the heights that bother me. It's the thought of what'll happen when I fall." He grits out, not noticing himself saying 'when' and not 'if'.

Jacklon holds him close.

"Ill keep your feet on the ground." Youji is silent, thinking.

Had he been up here by himself, he might have glanced out the window, even sat on the ledge had it been open. But the presence of another person- someone close enough to push him- made him completely shut down. Youji's trust issues come back to the forefront and he asks himself a question he'd thought he'd answered a while ago. Did he trust Jacklon? The obvious answer was yes. But....people were not flawless. They made mistakes, tripped, twitched at just the wrong moment...one wrong move in such a precarious position... Jacklon leads him back to the bedroom. Youji drops heavily onto thebed, resting his face in his hands and taking long, calming breaths.

"I'm sorry..." he murmurs.

Jacklon sits by him.

"Youji... do you trust me?" Youji looks up, taking Jacklon's hands in his own.

"Of course I do! I just...people make mistakes, you know? And...if you made one while I needed you..." He sighs, frustrated with his own inability to communicate his emotions.

Jacklon looks at him.

"I see." he stands up and walks out of the room.

Youji collapses backward onto the bed, throwing an arm across his eyes as he tries to think of some way to fix this. A few minutes pass as Hoshi walks to Youji's room.

"Hey where's Jacklon?" Youji runs a hand through his hair.

"I...don't know." He can't meet Hoshi's eyes and is fidgeting a bit.

Hoshi walks over and sits on the bed.

"What happened?" Youji sits up, propping himself with a hand on his forehead.

"I pissed him off." He says nonchalantly, trying not to worry too much, and failing.

"Let me guess... was the subject of trust come into play?" Hoshi rested his hand on Youji's shoulder. Youji nods without looking up. Hoshi sighs. "Jacklon has a problem with trust in other people. If he puts his trust in someone he expects the same trust back. When he doesnt get it he tends to get angry."

"I do trust him!" Youji burst out, turning desperate eyes to Hoshi. "I just...Hoshi...he's only human. Humans make mistakes and..." He sighs, dropping his head onto Hoshi's shoulder.

Hoshi holds him close.

"Thats the one part that makes Jacklon angry. He expects complete trust because he doesnt want to make mistakes with the ones he loves." Youji nods.

Hoshi pets his hair.

"Just let him cool off alright." Hoshi stands up.

"Im going to get your brother's things into my room." he turns and walks out.

Youji watches Hoshi leave, his shoulders slumped. He runs a hand through his hair again, trying to come up with some way to make this up to Jacklon... The rest of the day goes by with little trouble. Everyone was moved in. Jacklon was sitting in his brother's study. He was looking at the large computer that had security cameras all around the property. Youji, having thought long and hard about his dilemma, heads out to the upper balcony over the pool. He stands at the door, staring up at the sky for several moments. He remembers how high the window on the floor below him felt and he shivers. Slowly, he steps out onto the balcony, his eyes still on the stars, afraid to look down. When he bumps into the railing, he grabs it in a white-knuckled grip, forcing his eyes to turn down. The pool and grounds seem to swing wildly in his vision and he clamps his eyes shut, trying to calm his suddenly erratic breathing. Slowly, shaking all the while, Youji climbs onto the railing. He sits, facing away from the house and hooks his ankles in the posts as he feels his heart beat in his throat. This, he thought wryly, must be what love is. The willingness to scare the piss out of yourself just to make amends. Youji straightened, though it set the ground to spinning again, and swallowed hard. He *would* get rid of this fear! Then Jacklon would have no doubt how much he loved and trusted him! Jacklon kicked his feet off the desk as one of the outside camera saw Youji standing on a balcony. He blinked rapidly as he got up fast and ran towards the balcony. Youji shivered, determined to stay until he wasn't scared anymore. He would burn this fear from him if he had to. His palms started to sweat, but he dare not release the railing to wipe them. His ankles started to cramp and he felt his stomach flip, but he refused to back down. Jacklon got up the stairs to that balcony as he look out at Youji.

"Youji what the hell are you doing?!" Youji jumped, turning his head. The movement was too much for his abused muscles and his ankles jerked free of the posts, his damp hands unable to keep hold on the railing as he pitched forward with a surprised squeak. Jacklon's eyes widen as he ran over leaning over the railing and grabbing onto Youji's ankle's. He held on tight to the teens legs tight. "Youji are you alright?" Youji frantically leans up, grabbing Jacklon's arms and crawling up until he's practically wrapped around the older teen's neck.

He's shaking violently, but doesn't make a sound, his eyes wide and dilated. Jacklon pulls him up and sits him down on the ground. He doesnt reliquish his hold on him. He almost lost him. What in the hell was Youji doing? Youji's fingers dig into Jacklon's back as he holds him tightly, too frightened to let go. He whimpers slightly, still shaking. Jacklon pets his hair. "Youji... what were you doing?" Youji swallows several times before shaking his head and hiding his face in Jacklon's neck.

"C-c-can we go ins-side?" He asks with an extremely rare stutter. Jacklon picks him up and carries him to the bedroom. Slowly Youji relaxes. His eyes are still wide, but his deathgrip on Jacklon's back eases slightly. "I....I wanted to...if I wasn't afraid, then...and you wouldn't be mad anymore..." he says disjointedly.

Jacklon sighs and holds him close.

"Youji... i thought when you said i would make a mistake that you wanted me to make a mistake." Youji shakes his head.

"No." he says quietly. "You're perfect for me. I...I want to be perfect for you to. Not afraid of stupid stuff." Jacklon kisses his forehead.

"Im far from perfect. The club is one prime example. Look lets just get some sleep we can talk about this in the morning." He wanted Youji to get a better grip on himself and realize that he wanted Youji to trust him to the point that he knew Jacklon wouldnt let him down.

He seemed to understand that now. Youji nods and curls up to Jacklon, kicking off his shoes and burrowing under the blankets on the bed. He's still obviously shaken, but willing to try and relax for Jacklon's sake. Jacklon lays down under the blankets with him holding him tight. He loved Youji with all his heart. But sometimes the boy was just a child. As Youji drifted off to sleep, he dreamed of falling. But every time he neared the ground, Jacklon's arms reached out and caught him... Jacklon continued to hold him in his sleep. He never let go of his sweet lover.


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